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The Odyssey Is Over [Saturday, October 27, 2007 (02:15 AM)]
It's been almost two years since I started this blog.  I'm no longer amazed at the symmetries of life.  I started boyspacefriend after a funeral, and now I'm ending it after another funeral.  The grief unleashed by the sight of pink and white balloons floating into the sky, the incredible bond between a group of lifetime friends, the tragedy of a decent and brilliant individual wasted by arrogance and accident - these are the things that fill me with perspective.  Being emo is a farce, being outraged is pretentious, without being anchored by loyalty and love to the people dearest to us.

This week my failure and my success in doing that anchoring was brought into spectacular contrast.  It's been two years in coming, but I - we - have finally closed the circle that began with secrets and lies and ended with forgiveness and respect.  Now it's time to end this chapter, built on the aimlessness and the dislocation and the mistakes that define all transitions, and move on.  Regrets are wiped away, reputations are accepted, relationships are clarified.  Some may come later than others, but I have faith that they will come.  It just takes time to untie all the knots and unite new ones.

"In life, only one thing is certain, apart from death and taxes. No matter how hard you try, no matter how good your intentions, you are going to make mistakes. You’re going to hurt people. You’re going to get hurt. And if you ever want to recover… there’s really only one thing you can say."

"Forgive and forget. That’s what they say. It’s good advice, but it’s not very practical. When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back. When someone wrongs us, we want to be right. Without forgiveness, old scores are never settled… old wounds never heal. And the most we can hope for, is that one day we’ll be lucky enough to forget."

- Grey's Anatomy
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We Interrupt Our Lack of Regular Programming... [Monday, August 13, 2007 (05:42 PM)]


... to bring you the UP Centennial Commemorative Plates for sale at P3,500, guaranteeing exemption from color coding.
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Hello Quarterlife, Goodbye Crisis [Monday, June 11, 2007 (08:02 PM)]
[ mood | optimistic ]

One of my favorite expressions over the past couple of years was in search of sunrise - because it seems like I spent most of my twenties waiting for it.  I've graduated, gone back to school, got a job, became a bum, fallen out of relationships, fallen into relationships, changed plans and switched priorities.  Sometimes I think I've even reconceptualized myself - as myriad people who have claimed over the past few years that they "don't know me anymore" can attest to.

But all that's done and gone by.  Last Friday's festivities were the cherry on the cake, a chance to celebrate with the people who've kicked my ass and held my hand in equal measure as I went through one epic emofest.  I promised myself I'd write down what I've learned over the past couple of years, if only to mentally prepare for the next bout of self-inflicted crisis.  Dedicated to the casts of Entourage and Grey's Anatomy.

Carl's Top Ten Quarterlife Crisis Tips

1. Sometimes the only way to succeed is to quit.

2. Being judgmental is the surest way of being a hypocrite.

3. The people you work with matter just as much as the work itself.

4. When someone consistently makes you feel bad about yourself, it's not a coincidence.

5. Unless you're asking it from God or your parents, never expect forgiveness.

6. Just because you were wrong doesn't mean the other person was right.

7. Most people can't distinguish between aimlessness and figuring things out.

8. You'll always have options - don't be afraid to take them.

9. When the bulls start running, you should go and jump right in front of them.

10. Preferring the long scenic route or the short bumpy one is a matter of preference, not a character flaw.

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The Joker and the Thief [Tuesday, April 3, 2007 (02:12 AM)]
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER
Bob Dylan

"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.

Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
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Can't Stop The Signal [Thursday, March 8, 2007 (12:32 AM)]
[ mood | enthralled ]

It would seem obvious that I haven't exactly been paying attention to LJ for awhile.  Like similar Internet fads before it (think Friendster) I suppose the appeal of blogging wore off.  Plus the fact I got bored with my layout and didn't have the means to change it, but that's another story.

Mostly I suppose it's thinking about what I want boyspacefriend to be all about - and I've decided to keep this a purely fun/personal interest blog.  Not that I've decided to keep my opinions, political or otherwise, to myself all of a sudden despite what my brother reports are repeated attempts to tar and feather my name in UP because of my anti-egg/mudslinging stand a couple of months ago.  Since my "fascist" and "military-loving" tendencies obviously don't extend to my (or rather my mouth's) love of free speech, I'm in the process of setting up a new blog for pure commentary.  Abangan.

What motivates me to post today however is not another hypocritical leftist outrage or useless political posturing (although since it's election season there's plenty of THAT to go around).  Two things near and dear to me: classical history, and kick-ass movies.  Ladies and gentlemen, 300.



I'm a bit disappointed with Rotten Tomatoes though, because last week 300 was at 100% fresh.  Obviously I thought the movie was insane (in a good way).  The cinematography, the pacing, and the acting all hit the right tone - it's one of those genre-defining battle movies that will stand as a fan favorite.  One reviewer said the battle scenes were so "over-the-top" they were "hilarious".  I don't quite know what she expects when 300 Spartans go up against a million-man horde.  Maybe she wants monologues and soliloquys while the Spartan phalanx engages the Xerxes's Immortals?  This is a homage to a comic book, which was itself a homage to an epic battle.  Don't let the idiot critics stop you from appreciating the good old-fashioned heroism at the heart of this movie.  (As chibi_leon pointed out, someone on Rotten Tomatoes posted "THIS IS BLASPHEMY! THIS IS MADNESS!" in response to that critic.  Fucking classic, thanks Chibs.  The rest of the user comments to that critic are pretty funny as well, read more here.)

And that's why this movie succeeds.  Because it breathes life into the source material, a story that has stood the test of time as one of the most famous sacrifices in human history.  The Battle of Thermopylae (which literally means the "Gates of Fire" or "The Hot Gates") was a strategic effort by the Spartans and their Greek allies to delay the Persian invasion while Sparta and Athens cobbled together the Greek city-states into a Hellenic coalition able to resist the mammoth forces of Xerxes.  While the movie takes some liberties with the back story (there's the internal politicking in Sparta which I won't spoil), the Spartans actually had a couple of thousand auxiliary units with them to hold back the onslaught.  Although Leonidas and his Spartans were massacred to the last man, their stirring sacrifice at Thermopylae - fighting in the face of certain death to preserve Hellas - inspired the Greeks to defeat the Persians a year later, first in the naval battle of Salamis where the Athenians took revenge for the sacking of Athens, and then in the battle of Plataea where the Greek heavy infantry defeated the numerically superior but lightly armored Persian armies.   Thermopylae and the Spartans helped save Greece from being swallowed by an Oriental empire, and the period immediately after the war began the golden age of Greek civilization centered on Athens, producing such notable Western institutions like democracy, reason and the citizen-soldier. 

So the arc of the story is epic; and the movie is a fitting tribute to that, with the battle itself giving LOTR: Return of The King's siege of Gondor (one of my personal favorites) a run for its money.  Although I'll concede the rhetoric about reason and freedom in the face or Oriental despotism may be grating to some, it never approaches George W. Bush proportions and is a tiny nuisance compared to how awesome the movie is.  Like V for Vendetta last year, this is 2007's first must-see movie for me.
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Rollercoasters and Revelations [Wednesday, February 7, 2007 (02:29 AM)]
WHAT I DIDN'T KNOW
Athenaeum

I complain
When nothing's even wrong
And you're ashamed
Cause you're not quite that strong

That's when I said I'll need
More than you can offer me
I miss your face as you can tell
I hope my absence makes you well

Cause what I didn't know
Is I was killing you
I said a lot of things that I didn't mean to
But I am older now
And I am sorry too
So I can wait awhile
If it brings me back to you

I am shy I never speak a word
And you are numb
From all the things you never heard

That's when I said I'll need
More than you can offer me
But now I own an empty space
And I can't fill it with your face
Cause what I didn't know
Is I was killing you
I said a lot of things that I didn't mean to
But I am older now
And I believe in you
So I can wait awhile
If it brings me back to you
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Just A Little [Tuesday, December 5, 2006 (09:29 AM)]
[ mood | withdrawn ]

SAVE ROOM
John Legend

Say that you'll stay a little
Don't say bye bye tonight
Say you'll be mine
Just a little of bit of love
Is worth a moment of your time
Knocking on your door just a little
So cold outside tonight
Let’s get the fire burning
Oh, I know, I keep it burning right
If you stay, won't you stay stay

Save room for my love
Save room for a moment to be with me
Save room for my love save a little
Save a little for me
Won’t you save a little
Save a little for me oh

This just might hurt a little
Love hurts sometimes when you do it right
Don't be afraid of a little bit of pain
Pleasure is on the other side
Let down your guard just a little
I'll keep you safe in these arms of mine
Hold on to me pretty baby
You will see I can be all you need
If you stay, won't you stay stay

Save room for my love
Save room for a moment to be with me
Save room for my love save a little
Save a little for me
Won’t you save a little
Save a little for me oh

(Pa-ya-pa-pa) (Pa-ya-pa-pa) (Pa-ya-pa-pa) (Da-da-da)

Oh come on

Make time to live a little
Don’t let this moment slip by tonight
You never know what you are missing until you try
I'll keep you satisfied
If you stay, won't you stay stay

Save room for my love
Save room for a moment to be with me
Save room for my love save a little
Save a little for me
Won’t you save a little
Save a little for me oh

(Fading)
Save room for my love
Save room for a moment to be with me
Save room for my love
Save a little, save a little for me
Won’t you save a little
Save a little for me oh

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Jagshemash! Dzherzhinku! [Wednesday, November 22, 2006 (12:34 PM)]
[ mood | lethargic ]

Caught Borat (and Happy Feet) today with blu_frenchfries at Eastwood. Suffice it to say that 95% of the audience for Borat were male, and 95% of the audience for Happy Feet was female.

Don't worry, there are no spoilers for Borat - because even if I told you what happens in the movie, there's no way it can possibly ruin the experience of WATCHING it.  I'm amazed the MTRCB allowed the whole thing to be shown without any cuts.

The audience was probably laughing 90% of the time, and there was one scene involving a fight over a Baywatch scrapbook that had people howling (or cringing).  Other favorite scenes are the fat Southern prostitute and the stupid Pentecostals.  Most Americans are bad enough, but putting evangelical Christianity in the mix brings them to the next level of unbelievable idiocy.

Unfortunately, since the "mockumentary" was made under not exactly straightforward premises, some of those involved in the movie are beginning to sue the film studio, including the frat boys who thought America would be better if the could have "slaves," the Southern dinner hostess who had to teach Borat how to use the toilet bowl after he brought shit in a bag to the supper table, and even the Romanian villagers who played his mom and other people in his hometown.r my red

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The Prestige Redux [Monday, November 20, 2006 (01:52 PM)]

You are The Magician

Skill, wisdom, adaptation. Craft, cunning, depending on dignity.

Eloquent and charismatic both verbally and in writing,
you are clever, witty, inventive and persuasive.

The Magician is the male power of creation, creation by willpower and desire. In that ancient sense, it is the ability to make things so just by speaking them aloud. Reflecting this is the fact that the Magician is represented by Mercury. He represents the gift of tongues, a smooth talker, a salesman. Also clever with the slight of hand and a medicine man - either a real doctor or someone trying to sell you snake oil.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

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The Bulldog [Wednesday, October 18, 2006 (05:51 PM)]
[ mood | just exhausted ]

"Success is the ability to go from failure to failure with no loss of enthusiasm."

“You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life.”

"There are a terrible lot of lies going around the world, and the worst of it is half of them are true."

Sir Winston Churchill

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The Truth About Throwing Eggs [Wednesday, September 27, 2006 (05:13 PM)]
[ mood | infuriated ]

Last week, AFP Chief of Staff Hermogenes Esperon Jr. visited the University of the Philippines Diliman to attend a forum on development and conflict organized by the Assocation of Political Science Majors.  On his way out of the forum, Esperon was pelted with rotten eggs and mud by members of the University Student Council and other student activists. 

The APSM issued a public letter demanding the USC Chairperson Paolo Alfonso to apologize for misrepresenting the University through his actions.  Alfonso replied by claiming his actions were justified by the APSM's hostility to letting him speak and the military's campaign to destroy the Left, not least through the alleged abductions of two UP students.

I'm not a member of any of the student organizations involved, neither was I there at the forum.  But if I were to reply to Alfonso, it would go something like this:

The USC Chairperson's letter wants to obscure the issue of their attack on General Esperon by accusing APSM of deliberately preventing him from speaking, and bringing up the issue of the military’s alleged human rights violations against activists nationally.

Both are poor excuses for the behavior of the USC Chairperson and those with him after the forum.  The first smacks of paranoia and a victim mentality coming from Alfonso.  He was allowed to express himself during the forum anyway, even if he implies APSM was trying to stop him from doing so.  Besides this, I fail to see how inconveniencing Alfonso justifies attacking an unarmed visiting dignitary in the name of the entire University.

And this is the issue that I take the most offense with: the fact that Alfonso claims that the University community should endorse this action as a legitimate and valid means of expressing their opposition to the military.  It goes beyond the issue of throwing mud and eggs.  The real issue is: does a noisy minority have the right to tarnish the entire University’s name?

Let's make it clear.  You do not speak for us.  We did not vote for you.  The majority of the university did not vote for you, your party, or your politics.  But your actions reflect badly on all of us.  You may not understand this, but accusing someone of violence is not justification for committing symbolic violence yourself.  Neither is your frustration; because if frustration were the standard, then attacking someone would be justified for anyone bearing a grudge.

The University of the Philippines is sanctified by its commitment towards freedom of thought without threat of violence or retribution.  An attack on campus, against a person from any institution, is an insult to us all and a surrender of our community’s moral ascendancy as a place of learning and discussion.  It is the tragic and unforgivable truth that our campus student politicians fail or refuse to realize this, invalidating their claims of leadership and representation for the majority of UP's students.

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Bangkok Blues [Thursday, September 21, 2006 (12:15 PM)]
[ mood | apathetic ]

POSTSCRIPT: My Thai friend just emailed to tell me that one of the reasons the military decided to push through with the coup was because Thaksin was planning on declaring a state of emergency when he got back to deal with the pro-democracy protesters once and for all.  Makes you wonder about the AFP.

Watching the breaking news of Thailand's Thaksin Shinawatra being overthrown in a coup as he attends Kofi Annan's last UN General Assembly fills me with a set of contradictory, unexamined and sometimes unsavory thoughts.  They pop into my head one after the other in rapid-fire order, like a machine gun rattling off from the trenches:

1.  Wow, Thaksin really got fucked this time.
2. 
Thaksin should've taken Military Bribery 101 from Gloria.
3.  I guess this means the Philippines isn't as messed up as Thailand.
4.  Unlucky bastards, they just opened a new international airport in Bangkok too.
5.  Maybe investors and tourists will bring their dollars over to us instead now.
6.  Yeah, I might as well wish for an honest president while I'm at it.
7.  I wonder when it's going to be GMA's turn to get screwed over.
8.  Wait, GMA screwed over = Philippines messed up.
9.  But isn't the Philippines messed up already WITH Gloria?
10.  In a perfect world, the military would kill all the politicans then turn the guns on the generals.
11.  Although that means the communists would take over.
12.  So really, it just means that whatever happens we're screwed anyway.

I feel so much more envious of Thailand now after going through that whole mental exercise.  Oh, my fake democracy for a respected king!

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Today Is Tomorrow [Tuesday, September 19, 2006 (12:55 AM)]
[ mood | too hot and bothered ]

I finally caught The Day After Tomorrow last weekend (thank God for cable).  There really is nothing as visually entertaining as seeing Manhattan destroyed by a 50-foot sheet of ice and snow.  It's schadenfreude but imagining the annihilation of Western civilization, with Americans pathetically fleeing the border into Mexico, is the kind of karmageddon they've been waiting for after half a millennium's worth of global rampage and rapine.

But of course the movie itself is still essentially self-centered.  The fact is that climate change will harm the most vulnerable countries in the world, not the rich and developed Northern Hemisphere.  While it's fun seeing the United States and Europe literally freeze to death (and Canada...but well, who really cares about them right?), it's much more likely that the ice caps will melt and erase Bangladesh from the map while reducing the Philippines from seven thousand islands to seven hundred.  And we're not even talking about the Sahara Desert spreading yet.

I couldn't stop myself from relating it to the unseasonal weather over the past month.  There are days - clear blue above, heat and light raining down on you in torrents - when it feels like Boracay in April, not Manila in September.  Manila feels like a huge blast furnace in the afternoon, the city this sprawling concrete pancake where you can literally see the heat vaporizing moisture off the surfaces.  My head feels like a cinder block being slowly roasted the whole day, activating my allergies and generally making life even more horrible than it already is with this unwanted summer.

Maybe I'm imagining all of this because I was too young to notice then, but I don't think it was ever this hot back in the Nineties.  September used to mean typhoons and days off from school, a month for wearing raincoats and carrying around an umbrella.  Now September means shorts and slippers and the kind of heat that makes you want to jump into the nearest swimming pool.  Midnights used to be chilly and breezy; now it's sweltering and humid, and I feel the urge to take a cold shower just to relieve the oppresiveness of the weather.

So global warming is finally upon us; we might be the last generation which remembers being able to wear sweaters and jackets to the misa de gallo without sweating like pigs.  Long summers, humid holidays and sando-shorts for everyone year-round (not a bad prospect, if we're talking about girls...hmm).  But this is self-defeating and self-serving; since it's already happening, it absolves us of any responsibility for changing our lifestyles or habits.  The world will go to hell whether or not we drive an Expedition to Punta Fuego.

It reminds me of this issue in the UK about climate porn, with the British media being accused of hyping up climate change to the point where it demoralizes people.  Alarmist stories about massive hurricanes or flooding on the Thames gives the impression that climate change is a done deal, something we have to live with instead of fighting.

I don't know about everyone else, but the prospect of living the next sixty years of my life in this heat makes me want to buy a Prius and load it up with ethanol.

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Retarded DOTA Video [Thursday, September 14, 2006 (02:15 AM)]
[ mood | crashing ]

I'm interrupting regular blogging to write about something I ordinarily dislike: DotA.

But if you combine DotA, a Euro DJ and hot Scandinavian blondes...you have a truly WTF music video.

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The World Overthrown [Tuesday, September 5, 2006 (12:11 AM)]
[ mood | crazy swings ]

DELICATE
Damien Rice

We might kiss when we are alone
When nobody's watching
We might take it home
We might make out when nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate

So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place (that) you've known
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?

We might live like never before
When there's nothing to give
Well how can we ask for more
We might make love in some sacred place
The look on your face is delicate

So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place (that) you've known
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?

So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place (that) you've known
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?

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A Busy Bum's Life (Part I) [Wednesday, August 30, 2006 (08:26 PM)]
[ mood | pretty pleased ]


The TV show also known as FLIPs - Fucking Lost Island People

We're almost in the -ber months, and you know what that means people - it's new seasons galore on the US networks.  They've already kicked off Prison Break's second season with its first episode last week (spoiler: someone gets shot!)  After that there's Lost, House MD, Battlestar Galactica...and let's not forget everyone's favorite proof for the fact that life sucks, Grey's Anatomy (Meredith, I want to be your McDreamy!)  For the teenagers and the feeling young there's The O.C., although teeny-bopper shows rarely maintain their freshness past a couple of seasons (but hey Marissa's dead and Caitlin's back, so we'll see).

For the benefit of the various addicts out there, I'm posting the dates when the new seasons go back on air.  Since they come out in the evening in the US that means you can usually download a torrent the morning after here in Manila.

Prison Break (Season 2): August 21, Monday
House MD (Season 3):
September 5, Tuesday
Grey's Anatomy (Season 3): September 21, Thursday
Lost (Season 3): October 4, Wednesday
Battlestar Galactica (Season 3): October 6, Friday
The O.C. (Season 4): November 2, Thursday

With two term papers, a part-time job, and a business idea, I've still got too much time on my hands.  I think it's time to find a sport (no, seriously).
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The Little Planet That Couldn't [Friday, August 25, 2006 (12:31 AM)]
[ mood | geeked out ]

I will indulge in a bit of astronomical geeking out here to mark the passing of one that all of us have grown up with:


Farewell, Pluto.

The 2,500 experts convened at the International Astronomical Union's general assembly in Prague yesterday decided to vote Pluto off the list of planets in our solar system (it's like Survivor: Solar System).  Pluto's demotion was precipitated when a candidate for the long sought-after Planet X was discovered earlier this year in the Kuiper Belt, the ring of space debris left over from the star system's formation that lies beyond Neptune.

The Californians who discovered the object, which was bigger than Pluto, decided to name it Xena (yes, after the Warrior Princess - they aren't Californians for nothing).  Because of it size, the astronomers started clamoring to have it declared a planet - which set off a supernova of debate (yes, I'll be indulging in all sorts of corny astronomical references - I told you I was geeking out).  The danger is that more of these planetoids will be found in the Kuiper Belt in the coming years as space observatories refine their instruments, cluttering up textbooks and planetariums will all kinds of space rugrats.

The anti-Plutonians, who have been campaigning for years to downgrade Pluto on the grounds of its elliptical orbit and uncommon composition, saw their chance.  Despite a global campaign by schoolchildren to preserve Pluto as a cultural and historical legacy, the revisionists took out their knives and started slashing away at Pluto's status - first by trying to come up with a dwarf planet classification for Pluto, Xena, and a couple of the other planetary misfits.  This failed to pass, mainly because dwarves and midgets all around the world complained about being lumped together with a loser like Pluto.

It was time to call a spade a spade.  Pluto just didn't have what it takes to be a planet - it was just too small, too weird, too distant.  It was an outcast, just like any person who's ever been afflicted with any of those three conditions (I obviously speak from experience).  Beginning today, Pluto disappears from all the science fair solar system exhibits and the-universe-is-cool shows on Discovery.

Now would be the time to make sure your mother doesn't give away those astronomy children's books with Pluto still in them.  I'm guessing in half a century you can get a good price for those on eBay.

UPDATE: Pro-Plutonian agitators are now conducting a scare campaign reminiscent of Joseph McCarthy's Red Menace propaganda against Communists in the 1950s:


Pluto's Response: We're still big enough to cause mass extinction.
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Zoo Landers [Tuesday, August 15, 2006 (02:03 AM)]
[ mood | hyper ]

One of the things that's always bothered me about Manila was the lack of things to do, besides the run-of-the-mill malling-coffeshop-bar routine.  For example, we don't have any watersports or nature parks within the metropolis (I have friends who dragonboat on Pasig, but that's not an activity for the faint-hearted).  The lack of diversity is one of the things that stops Manila from becoming really cosmopolitan (and the slums, traffic, jeepney and bus driver scum, pink urinals, uncollected garbage, potholed and unlit highways, etc. ad nauseum - you get the point).

Most of the really worthwhile, interesting things are beyond my civilization radius (broadly defined as that almost circular area emanating from my house; arbitrary but useful for deciding what's 'hassle' to go to).  Our national museums are on Roxas Boulevard; Intramuros, Malate and Binondo are all in Buhayin ang MayniLA land; and everything nature-oriented is on the outskirts of what's charitably called 'Metropolitan Manila'.  In short, it's a bitch getting to them; usually involved passing through unsavory areas on unfamiliar roads.

On the other hand, the distant delights of our fair city is a great excuse for a birthday road trip.

 
Special thanks to Photoshop masters jedi_andrei and gia_b for helping me with the gift.  I owe you guys big-time.
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Globalization and My Discontents [Thursday, August 10, 2006 (10:26 PM)]
[ mood | insanely tired ]

I had my midterms for my Globalization class today.  It's been awhile since I've done a real exam.  My hand feels like it wants to fall off after all that writing.

But it was worth.  I got the best exam question of my life:

Which of the following global personalities can best optimize globalization's advantages and mitigate its faults?  Explain fully by citing examples.

a. UN Secretary-General Kofi Annan
b. US President George W. Bush
c. Bill Gates
d. Oprah
e. Osama bin Laden

Sir, ano to, trick question?  Nothing says globalization like Osama.  Propagating an international jihadist culture of death through satellite television and the internet and taking advantage of porous borders, today's ease of travel and off-the-shelf online explosives knowledge to spark a global civilizational conflict?  Talk about an icon of the new world disorder.

The real issue is: bakit may Oprah pero walang Bono?

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Shuffle Knows Best [Thursday, August 10, 2006 (01:41 AM)]
[ mood | sleepy silliness ]

POPULAR MECHANICS FOR LOVERS
Beulah

I know he knocks you off your feet
You’re so bitter; you think he’s sweet
Well he’s wrong for you, I swear

Did you forget to read the script?
There was never a role for him
It was always you and me, just me

Popular mechanics for broken hearts could help me now

I know you never felt romance
And we always lack suspense
I can edit those parts out

I never made you feel complete
I would fall beneath your feet
I would never bring you down, so down

Popular mechanics for broken hearts could help me now

Just because he loves you too
He would never take a bullet for you
Don’t believe a word he says
He would never cut his heart out for you

I heard he wrote you a song
But so what
Some guy wrote 69
And one just ain’t enough

And there’s so sense in trying
I know cuz I’ve been
Trying all the time to find something that would make you mine
But all I ever find my love
Are clichés that don’t rhyme

Popular mechanics for broken hearts could help me now

Just because he loves you too
He would never take a bullet for you
Don’t believe a word he says
He would never cut his heart out for you

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