tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69712759258702573162024-03-13T09:46:56.773+08:00Extra Super Special Batchoy with EggBack to the Batchoyan.
This ain't your regular bowl of soup!Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.comBlogger321125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-3048823766987708972017-05-16T03:47:00.001+08:002017-05-16T03:47:24.660+08:00Grand ReopeningSo okay...<br />
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My last post was... gasp... two years ago.<br />
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I was just randomly searching for whatever I can read to combat depression and catatonia, and I came across a personal blog. Well, the way blogs were supposed to be. Personal. A chronicle of sort of one's life, written in gripping prose.<br />
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Not how blogs are seen these days, as either a political piece, a short-cut to fame and, well, infamy for some, or a source of income. No. Not those at all... A personal blog. And it got me thinking about visiting this Batchoyan, that, though not serving anymore as often as it used to, remains open and takes up blogspace. And so, I turn to what have always been a panacea for me. Writing.<br />
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So yes, you can say, some darkness creates light elsewhere, and that's what you owe this new blog post to.<br />
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There I was in my somber gloomy mood, licking my wounds, staving off full on rock bottom clinical depression, just wasting my time, unemployed and alone in Manila, stretching what little money I have saved, and getting by with raket jobs that comes every now and then... It has been two years too, that I have been preparing and suffering and having my life on hold and in suspended animation... and again, I taste the full sting of defeat. I was thinking, I have been here before, I could handle it better, but not.<br />
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You know what they say about pain.<br />
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How it fucking demands to be felt.<br />
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Oh but yeah, as all returns demand, I owe you an 'ang nakaraan' explanation to how I got here at this point of my dreary sordid life.<br />
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So okay. back story to keep us up to date.<br />
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In March 2014, I have checked and rechecked my old tattered prospectus. I have penciled in all grades from all subjects and I was delighted to know that after X number of years, I was finally about to be done with law school! All marked and completed! I applied for graduation. I was already dreaming of the day wearing my garb and starting the next journey. But no. One subject held me back and gave me a failing grade. After much talking and gnashing and anguish, the 5.0 was retracted and I was given an INC. Long story short, it took me another year to finish and get a sudden death completion exams to get that over and done with.<br />
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I passed.<br />
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In April of 2015, I finally donned my Law School Sablay, and graduated. Of course. The next thing to think of was the Bar Exams. I psyched myself up. I made major decisions. I gathered all my strengths and my resolves. I moved to Manila. Again. This time, the plan was to stay for good. Well, for best, if you may.<br />
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I just figured that to be able to concentrate and focus on the review, I would have to spend at least 6 grueling months. Creature of comfort that I am, I needed my command center. The thought of having to go through the process of uprooting and settling in Manila, and then doing it all over again to come back to Iloilo was daunting. My plan was to stay. Find my command center, make a home, and be based in Manila for good. I would review for 6 months, take the Bar which lasts for a month, take a few months break, find a job maybe, and wait for the results. After which, recoup, consider my options, and stay in the Metro. It sounded like a good plan.<br />
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Of course, my mother, being the mother, like all mothers are, and my father, being unlike any father that all fathers are, did try every so often to get me to go back to Iloilo.<br />
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I was stubborn. I did not want to budge. As a result, I suffered bouts of homesickness, missing my friends, missing my community, watching the scenes I have established in Iloilo flourish without me, and the occasional push and pulls every time I come home for a break. It isn't easy. Well nothing is.<br />
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As it is, and as all best laid plans go, they do not go as best as we want them to. Fast forward... two review seasons, two years, two attempts. No such luck.<br />
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So here I am, alone in the Metro, no family, my friends busy with their own lives. Unemployed, borderline depressed, funds running out quick, waiting for the next chapter to unfold, with nothing to show for but this stubborn hope, and my dreams that are bigger than me. Ah but the stories!<br />
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Oh yes, the stories! Rich, colorful stories yes. I do have a lot. And yes I have come home to the Batchoyan to tell them all. As I have always done so...<br />
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I know I have promised to keep writing and reviving this blog, time and again. But now, the promise shall be even stronger.<br />
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I cannot wait to tell the stories.<br />
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The Batchoyan needs dusting here and there, fixing this and that, but yes, it opens one more time.<br />
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It's technically not a reopening because it never really closed but what the hell! Besides, after these days of gloom and doom, I need an excuse to celebrate, so yeah!<br />
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<br />Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-59423080082635227682015-10-29T05:50:00.000+08:002015-10-29T05:50:35.702+08:00Bless the Beast and the Children<br />
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I had a very nice chat with a very good friend today. It started out with a voiced concern over my choice of relationships. He was asking me, well, quite well-meaning, how I would contend being in a relationship that, well, does not bear fruits - children he means. If I had not known him the way I know him, I would readily dismiss his commentary as a heternormative judgment of my relationships. But since I have known him to be an open-minded and good person, I obliged the conversation. Maybe it's also a chance to educate a would be straight ally in this long-winding and never-ending battle on marriage equality and gender acceptance. Because you know, it gets tiring to always be on the defensive and always explaining your choices to people who cannot be bothered to look beyond their own petty circumstances and biases. But I felt a genuine concern from this friend so I guess it merited a good discussion,<br />
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First of all, I'm bisexual. It means that I am attracted to both men and women, so it's a bit short-sighted to chalk it all up to having non-fruitfuil (childless) relationships. I mean, you know, I could very well fall in love with a woman and we can have all that, and the kitchen sink too. Though admittedly, the last couple of relationships I had involved someone of the same sex, but still, it does not take away that possibility for me.<br />
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Secondly, not all relationships have children as an end all and be all. I have seen a lot of heterosexual couples who have chosen to remain childless. It may be an economic thing, it may be a medical thing, or it may just be a spontaneous thing. They just don't have children and that's that. Does it take away the legitimacy of that union or relationship just because they choose to not have children for whatever reasons they want? Which brings me to a secondary point here. The problem with conforming to societal norms is that, it does not take into consideration that each relationship is as special as the next one. The details and considerations are different from any other. Relationships don't come in one mould. They are as special and as unique as the thumbprints for each individual. And to demand that each one of them conform to a held societal standard is unfair. Relationships are personal. Hence, adopting this societal norm for couples to bear children is unkind and unrealistic to say the least. What more with homosexual partnerships.<br />
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Third, do we really need children? Maybe we should also question the reasons behind wanting children. Do you want them because you feel it is a gift of nature to be given the care and nurturing of a young individual or do you feel it as a measure of one's success in life? Is it for the altruistic reasons of rearing and caring for a child in continuance of the good of the human race and as stewards to a good life and future or is it a badge that we brandish to make us feel complete and accomplished? I believe that another human life is a gift and a wonder and it should not be used for selfish purposes of making one feel his own achievement and completeness. This gift comes to us as a responsibility and a privilege and not as a matter of right. It's not as if we can just go to a store to get a nice dress because it looks good on us. I believe that if we adopt this view, then maybe, herein lies the reason why we have so many failed parenting and many shattered children nowadays. Besides, the world's population continues to balloon uncontrollably. If we do not have our own lives at a manageable condition, why the hell would we want to bring in someone innocent to share in this savagery we call the earth? If you cannot even make ends meet and cannot figure your own life, why the hell would you bring someone in, whom, you have the obligation to guide towards a good life? Isn't it ironic, don't you think?<br />
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Fourth, like I said before, relationships are as special and unique as they come. To answer the question, I am in such relationships because I believe I am in love with the other person and that he or she feels the same way towards me. Why are we to stop from wanting to be together just because we cannot have children? Can we not hope to share each other's lives and be witnesses to each other's wonderful journey? Can we not want to have dinners and coffee and endless talks and dreams shared, ours or as a couple, under the moonlight? Can we not want adventures and trips together? Can we not want to build a future, a home, or want to close our eyes at night, being hugged secure, or wake up in the morning to their sour breaths, or go through the day knowing that we do not need to be alone anymore? Can this not be enough reasons to be with someone? Is that not as valid as they come?<br />
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Finally, I believe that until our relationships are dignified by the ability to be recognized under the law then we should not be required to subscribe to a societal world view from those who enjoy such privileges that we are not given. Why? If we have children, either by scientific ways or by adoption, are we given the same rights to claim tax exemptions or to exercise parental rights the same way those whose marriages are recognized does? Can we go to games and activities and family days and what nots for our children without raising eyebrows? Are we accepted to raise children in the same way the heterosexuals do without meeting a lot of hate and judgments and vehement objections to start with? Then, if that is not the case, then why saddle and expect the same things of us that you do? You do not want to give us those rights and privileges, why expect the same responsibilities from us? Unless we could all level off and accept the fact that we are as good as you, or even better than you to be parents to our children, and our families receive the same support and the same protection then do not expect us to honor whatever traditions it is that you have taken upon yourself. The disparity only grows more apparent unless and until you accept the fact that we too want the same things, not as homosexuals or anything, but as human beings who are capable of the same love, both parental and spousal.<br />
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The struggle is long and hard, but I believe that we have gained so much grounds and we are winning. Well, not really us, but love. Because if it is not love that compels us to do what we do, then I believe we have already lost from the very start. Unless everyone accepts that love is love is love, and that this love defies boundaries and distinctions, then we will never be able to level off. As for me and my choices, I am only defined by one impetus. LOVE.<br />
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And yes, after all these abstractions and deconstructions, at the root of all these, is LOVE. And yes, I believe that in the end, no matter how long it takes - LOVE WILL WIN!<br />
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Mabuhay ang mga LGBT at MABUHAY ANG PAG-IBIG!<br />
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<br />Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-44492252321781424032015-02-24T16:16:00.001+08:002015-03-25T01:31:54.617+08:00To My Next AdventureDearest One,<br />
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I hope you are doing fine, as I am. Forgive me if I'd ramble and bumble through this letter. How, after all, do you write a letter to the future? Sorry if it's taking a while. See, the last one was one death-defying, crazy, wild, heart-stopping one that almost did me in. It's still a bit of a mess in here so you would understand if I took time to do house cleaning, right?<br />
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I'm not sure I'm ready for you, and I still have a few dirty and soiled shirts from the last one, but are we ever ready for this shit? Do we get warnings and indications for this one? If we do, well I have ignored it anyway and plunged headlong, as I always have. I crash and burn, you know. So that's the first thing you should know about me. My timing is off. I was born with this wicked, unreliable sense of time. It's as if, I'm always on the brink and at the cliff's edge when I should have noticed earlier. So yes, fair warning #1 - I am INTENSE. I still don't know what this means when people tell me this, and I wish I knew if that was a good thing or not. Well, some people in the past told me it was endearing and all, and they wanted it, but when it got too hot, they fled. So I am left clueless what exactly being intense means? I wonder what this would mean to you, but it is what it is, and I'm just saying.</div>
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How would I meet you? Maybe it would be in a coffee shop where I usually haunt. Maybe you'd be looking for a table, and seeing me all alone there, would ask to share ,my table. Maybe it would be the other way around. Maybe you'd ask for a light. Maybe it would be in a crowded party. Maybe it would be while walking the streets. Maybe it would be on one of my impractical soul retreats where I would waste time just being quiet and staring at the distance. Maybe it would be on one of my trips to wherever. Maybe, it would be through a common friend. Maybe it would be online. Maybe it would be somewhere random. Maybe I already know you and it would be like a rediscovery. Maybe it would be all of the above, or maybe it would be none of the above. Thus Fair Warning #2 - I have a full life. It overflows to the brim that sometimes, it could get overwhelming. It may seem then to be a really bad idea, because, how then do I make space for you? I have no idea, but surely, there would be, and the spaces are mellifluous, and they have a way of rearranging themselves somehow, so don't give up. There will be space. I will make space. Most of the past adventure actually asserted themselves, and that's just that. Trust me.<br />
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I also wonder how it would be when I'd realize that it is IT? Will it be like the movies in my mind, where you'd be bathed in heavenly light, slow-mo, musical score, as the world comes to a standstill and black and white, or sepia even, and there's just the two of us? Will it happen at the touch of your hand, as sparks fly, and we would know there is magic? Will it happen as you lean close telling me, 'You want another mug of coffee?' Or will it be as you lean to me because you are all drunk and wasted? Or will it happen before that second of ejaculation? Will it be something of a free-flow? One of those, "I don't know when it happened, it just did" thing? Or it may never even happen. I don't know, and surely, I'd like to know, so yes Fair Warning #3 - I tend to over think and it gets the better of me sometimes. I imagine scenarios in my mind that may or may never happen. I'm just wired that way. So please be patient with me, and please do encourage me to go through all the scenarios in my brain, holding my hand all this time, and helping me pick the worst of the lot!<br />
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Maybe I'd be writing a lot of poetry for you. Maybe haikus - or maybe I will name a character in one of my short stories after you. Well usually, I write poems of the bitter sad emote kind. I am usually prompted to poetry by a shattered heart so I used to warn those who ask, to never ask me to write poems for them, because that would only mean they've broken my heart in one way or the other, but maybe you'd make me write saccharine sweet icky mucky love stuff shit for a change - maybe, yes, maybe, no, but surely, I'd write for and about you. So Fair Warning #4 - I am a poet. I write. A lot. So yes you'd somehow end up there, whether you break my heart or not, hopefully the latter. As such I am a hopeless romantic shmuck, believing in true love and all that jazz, so yeah, it would be crazy. And you'd find yourself immortalized in my writings, for good or for bad. Maybe I'd kill you off in one of my stories. Ah, but let's not jump the gun. The muse is so untrustworthy. Jokingly so, the last ones were brief painful brushes and I kid that I would, for a change, want someone who'd enable me to write the magnum opus of my life - a whole epic poetry book, in 8 volumes maybe, or a grand novel at least. We'll see - but definitely, I will write.<br />
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Maybe my friends will like you. Maybe they won't. Maybe they'd cheer for you. Maybe they'd refuse to speak to me for months on end. Understand, they are good people with good hearts, and they are only looking out for me. I have built such a reputation, see, for going for the non-standards - the crazy ones, the spontaneous ones, the difficult ones, the unconventional shits! So you see, they are just being careful and loving me in ways they know, but I ask you to please try your bestest to be in good terms with these people. They are my life-support system. Somehow, in their own weird, special way, they have kept me alive and living through. It may not be possible for us to have met if not for them, so yes - Fair Warning #5 - I have amazing friends and I love them to the death. Of course it would be a two-way street and I promise to do my bestest too, to be in good terms with your friends. Actually, it has been an on-going struggle because, the last adventures I had? Some of them left me with really good friends that made it a bit harder to move forward. I have a handful of really good friends that are still with me, despite the fact that they were exes friends and the affair is long dead and gone, and every now and then, we would tease each other in the most uncomfortable and awkward of ways, about the possibilities of bringing back the dead, with their friends. Funny, but some of them have been valued allies, more valuable even, than the ex, at the start.<br />
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With those, I can't wait to finally see you. Like I said, I may not be ready, but when it comes, it comes. No one can ever expect the Spanish Inquisition, so they say. Maybe I'd dream my old dreams with all my past adventures. Maybe I'd dream new ones. Maybe I'd just play it cool and coy with you in a spontaneous reckless shit, or maybe I'd delude myself with the fact of marrying you, and spending the better rest of my life with you. Maybe there will be children. Maybe we'd move halfway across the globe. Or maybe they'd be just fantasies and one month or two after, you'd just shatter my heart like all the rest who came before you, and so I would have to write another letter for my next adventure after you - or maybe I'd be like cinder-fucking-rella, who shall live happily ever after - and as you can see Fair Warning #6 - I am a hopeless romantic shmuck. I believe in LOVE! Maybe you'd find it endearing and cute, maybe you could use it against me, and maybe, you believe in the same shitty thing, and would thank your lucky stars you found me. I know I've been through hell but this crazy stupid heart of mine just won't quit it! It just won't stop believing. It won't stop beating for that one person out there who shall be as it is, in the movies, in songs, and even in poetry - for that ONE TRUE THING! It may bee foolish yes, but I am proud of my fucking heart! It has been through a lot but it remained true to me! HEARTSTRONG!<br />
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I would have wanted to give you four more fair warnings to round it up to a good nice ten, but then again, as they always say, no matter how many warnings we get, we still plunge headlong. I know I do! And after all, life has no guarantees! We cannot return merchandise if it is not fit for use. We do not have warranties, nor a 30-day free trial period for these things. So finally, in closing, let me just ask you for one simple request. I know it's too forward of me, but listen anyway. All I ask of you is simple. Please BELIEVE! It may be too easy really, but trust me. It could be the hardest thing to do. So yes, no matter what, please believe. The going will get rough, and this is exactly why I do not ask you to take it easy on me. I have been built hard and strong so I know I'd make it through. I am not asking for you to LOVE me, because in the course of things, love would be too hard to see. In fact, a lot of my past adventures left me, even if they swear they love me, because they say, love is not enough. I sometimes wonder what. if not love, would ever be enough, but sadly so, some people think otherwise. I won't ask you to stay either. I asked that from all of them. They said they will, and changed their minds. So I am asking you to believe instead. Believe in yourself. Believe in me. Believe in US! Believe in love. Believe in staying. Just believe. And I promise you too, I will believe. I will keep the faith.<br />
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With that, see you when I do. Let's make this adventure all worth it. Give it your best shot. Expect mine too! With all my heart, I love you!<br />
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<br />Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-14590228176086433382015-02-23T21:19:00.000+08:002015-02-23T21:19:11.600+08:00SandbarsTabugon Reflections<br />
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I saw an online post from a friend. Some indie film director wants to do a project for a short film. They were looking for a male actor. Long story short, I missed acting and theater, went to give it a go, and got casted. I had no questions - how much, what for, or stuff - I just said yes.<br />
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Fast forward, the film was to be shot in an island off Estancia in Iloilo. This is not about the movie though. This is about this amazing geological/nautical feature called sandbars and the wonderful moving realizations I had with the experience.<br />
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As soon as we arrived in the afternoon, after unpacking and all that I wanted to swim. But the tides were out and the sandbar was all around. You had to walk for miles to find the fringe of the sea that can take you deep enough to wade and swim in.<br />
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This sand bar thing is just amazing! You know, you come in on a boat because the waters are all over deep just as it should be, separating islands and all that, then all of a sudden, when the tides go out, there is dry land you can walk on, and even walk to the next island, just like that, miraculously, and when the tide rushes back in, it's as if it never happened and the islands are all separated again by the deep salty seas!<br />
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It made me think. Really think deep on this mysterious sight. How, we are islands. We have lived through the atrocities of the tides that come and separate us. <br />
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But in time - upon heaven's appointment, the waters recede and the tide goes out. And then there shall be land. Dry land to walk upon, and the distance to your island and mine can now be traversed on foot.<br />
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All we just need is the faith to walk it. And the quick vigilance for such an appointed time. So as not to get caught up with the rushing of the tides - once, there will be such a time. All we need is patience. And the courage to walk the distance.<br />
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How we are islands, separated by the tides, and yet, how, there will be sand bars. It shall appear. In heaven's appointed time!<br />
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Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-86132163788986780502015-02-19T08:32:00.000+08:002015-02-19T08:56:49.476+08:00Friendship BondLast night was a happy night of celebrating friendships.<br />
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I came home happy and in good cheer from the birthday dinner of my very good friend and personal style maven Jor-El Espina. While waiting for my meds to kick-in, another new friend, Topher was chatting with me online. I am scheduled to fly to Manila next week to be with him and spend some time bonding.<br />
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It got me into a pensive and reflective mood. This friendship thing is really amazing! Jor-El and Topher are contrasts, if length of time is to be the basis.<br />
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Jor-El and I have been friends, way back when he was still in College. I may not exactly remember how we became friends, but we have always been friends and I can barely recall us ever even getting into a fight or misunderstanding. It just worked. It has also endured absence and distance. I have always been very very proud of him. He was just a struggling young conceptual jewelry maker, stringing together beads and jeweler wire. When he joined the Robinson's Iloilo Design Lab Competition, he was adjudged 1st Runner Up because his designs were too conceptual and way out there, which is what I loved about him. He has brilliant, brave, bold ideas, and he is very passionate about what he does. The reward for his hard work and dedication is his growing atelier with numerous clients, and his being recognized by the fashion industry, being featured in glossy magazines and being named as one of the top young designers of the country. I have watched him rise to where he is right now and I have always been proud and will always believe in him. Our friendship has this quaint quality. We do have a lot of common friends within our circles, but we have always yearned for 'our' time. I would visit his shop, we would grab coffee or Batchoy or Halohalo at the nearby wet market. No matter how many of our circles meld, we always make it a point to be with just him and me.<br />
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On the other hand, Topher is a relatively new friend. We are members of this online group and I first noticed him when he lauded a comment I gave on a certain thread in that group. He then added me on Facebook but never really picked up and connected from there, not until I discovered that he sings and sings well, so I requested him to sing a favorite song, which he obliged. We then agreed to meet one time I went to Manila, and from there, formed this amazing bond that I do not understand. It's just so light and so right! Very natural and fuss free! We just clicked! Just like that, and now he calls me his BFF, much to the jealousy of some of his long time friends, and mine too. I cannot really explain how it happened. It just did!<br />
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Jor-El and I has this recurring conversation about the quest for artistic integrity and how to harmonize it with the demands of the industry. We are both fans of each other's works - his designs and my writing. Of course we do talk about the little things - such as the detractors and the scums of this planet. And it is so much fun!We inspire each other and drive each other towards artistic excellence and achievements. We celebrate each other's successes. There is nothing sweeter for me than seeing a friend succeed and reach for his dreams, and see him do it!<br />
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Topher and I share talks about his passion for singing. I cheer him on as he has decided to embark on the very difficult decision of giving up his stable corporate job to follow his dreams of being a singer and performer. We are both fans of each other's craft - his singing, my poetry and acting. Of course we also gossip about, well, personalities we both know in the community and of course, flings, flames, and exes, and yes it is so much fun! He adores my humor and wit. I adore his bumbling openness. It is very refreshing.<br />
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THE COMMODIFICATION OF FRIENDSHIP<br />
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During dinner, Jor-El's effervescent Mom was talking to me. I adore her! When I came in, she wanted me to be seated beside her (which by the way killed off a potential flirtation with one hot guest who kept checking me out, but what the heck) and she engaged me in talks. She talked about Jor-El and the friends who came, some she did not know, some she knew for a long time and how she said I shouldn't call her Tita, but that I should call her 'Mama'! It warmed my heart and I genuinely adored her! She said that she felt my friendship with Jor-El, as she thinks it is genuine. It made me proud. She remarked that some friends come only when you are already successful, and on top. And the more success you gain, the more 'friends' you attract.<br />
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It lead me to ask myself how these friendships work. Of course I have had other friendships worth years that did not withstand the tests of adversities, some, intense as they were, but forgotten, set-aside, non-active and even ended. I had my share of cutting loose some long standing friendships that were no longer working and are more of a liability than an asset. It got me thinking how these friendships I still keep could work, with not much presence and not much effort on both our sides. I have a very busy life and I keep many circles. Sometimes I am amazed and jealous of those 'groupies' who are forever within each other's reach. I do not have that. I have circles yes, but I do not have a permanent fixed group so to speak so I wonder how the many friendships I have could work and exist, and how some could just wither and die off.<br />
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Whether we admit it or not, somehow, there is this 'commodification' of friendships nowadays. How we keep friends for the benefits they have in our lives and what is in it for us. Jor-El has made me a number of outfits, and yes, will make more for me. He has never asked me to pay for any one of them! NOT ONE! And if I would insist to pay, he would be hurt and insulted, I know that! I understand how the atelier is a business, and that he has bills to pay, materials to buy, workers to give wages to and all that, but he just refuses for me to pay him! He just tells me to treat him for lunch - or dinner- or coffee. I do not know. He is just like that with me! It has never been a question and money has never figured in our friendship.<br />
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Topher on the other hand is hosting me in Manila next week. He wants me to stay at their house and his Mom is thrilled to be meeting me, making him clean his room and making sure I have beddings and comfort and all that jazz. They are not exactly well to do but the hospitality is just overwhelming, and he is even picking me up from the airport! He is also looking forward to my staying with him when I relocate soon.<br />
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It got me thinking - do we keep our friendships based on the 'utilitarian' purposes of such? Even if we do not admit it to ourselves, do we value friendships because of the 'junkets' that they could provide for us? Have we commodified friendships, and those that pleases us are those that can 'do something' for us. It certainly feels good if a friendship benefits us not just in psychological presence and support, but also the 'worldly material' support and favors we get from them. Admit it or not, a free meal is a free meal. A free outfit is a free outfit and free board and lodging is free board and lodging. When we make friends, will the value of the friendship be a consideration? Do we value those friends who can 'do more' for us than those that would 'require more' from us? Scary questions, but valid ones, I should say. And this is what I asked myself tonight.<br />
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I am just proud that my answers, after careful thought, honest soul searching and reflection is in the negative. While it is true that a junket is a junket and it does make us feel good and add value to us in convenience, I could safely say that it is not me to be that.<br />
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Jor-El has been a friend even before he could be 'valuable'. The outfits he makes for me are made with my tastes and personality in mind. I could buy myself a good outfit for special occasions that call for it, and yes I do have an existing wardrobe. He just wants to do it because he wants to, and validate our friendship. He has been a friend even before he could do anything for me.<br />
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Topher has been a friend even before he offered his house for me to stay at in Manila. I could afford to pay for a budget hotel, and yes I have done that. In fact, I would be sacrificing my own 'comfort zones' by staying with him. He just wanted to spend more time with me on this trip, because we would only see each other for a number of hours for coffee if I stay in a hotel, He wants more time with me and having a spare room just happens to be a convenience.<br />
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So's with my other friends! They just happen to be doing something that I happen to be in need of at one time or the other - it just happens that they draw, and I am looking for sketches for my book; they just happen to be photoartists and I am a vainglorious GGSS feeling model; they just happen to be working somewhere with a gallery when I wanted to mount an ambitious poetry exhibit; they just happen to own a restaurant when I want to celebrate a birthday or a whimsical poetry reading event; they just happen to be driving a car when I needed a lift or to transport certain things; they just happen to work in Boracay and I need a break and I love the beach; they just happen to be in Davao and I want to go to Samal Island; they just happen to love coffee as much as I do; they just happen to harp on the same things that I do; they just happen to - all incidentals, but not the point of the friendship at all!<br />
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It's just that I am a writer when they happen to need a story line concept for their collection; I just happen to write and train for speeches when their siblings need it in school; I just happen to be giving poetry workshops when they need an activity for children in school; I just happen to be good in grammar when they need their theses to be proofread; I just happen to know some people they need for this and that - INCIDENTAL!<br />
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This friendship thing - it's amazing! It's a lot like falling in love, but even better. It's like family, but not by accident or pre-ordination but by choice. Explain as I may, I would never be able to fully understand how this one works and that one does not. It's a lot like magic.<br />
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I am just happy that I have been blessed by real people and real friendships - because really, you just cannot tell! There is no way of knowing when a friendship happens to be a masked deceitful thing that only seeks to glorify one party and use you in more ways than one. There is no protecting yourself as there is no hard-fast rule written to base and judge a friendship by. You just have to wing it! I am lucky to have friends whom I can count on through thick and thin, and well - thickest and thinnest! And yes I am very lucky to still attract more friendships that will be true to me, time notwithstanding.<br />
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I am lucky and blessed to have Jor-El and Topher - and many other wonderful, beautiful friends!<br />
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I am lucky and blessed with my friends - and doubly lucky and blessed knowing that they too, feel the same way about me!<br />
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<br />Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-11021080663110829652015-02-17T17:57:00.001+08:002015-02-17T17:58:53.147+08:00That Thing Called .... ASANESSHindi ito movie review.<br />
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More like MeMa</div>
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So yun... Where do broken hearts go ba talaga tita Whitney?</div>
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If there is one thing, this movie has elicited so much reaction from so many people. Polarized opinions that is. Isa lang siguro ako sa maraming nagbigay at magbibigay pa ng kumento tungkol sa pelikula. Mula sa technical details ng film making, to the very personal and what-nots. Merong sobrang thesis statement ang peg makareact meron din namang MeMa - Maganda - Pangit - ganun. So I'm getting into the fray and throwing my own, well, reaction to the film. More like - reflections.</div>
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<b>Suspension of disbelief</b></div>
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Sa panunood ng sine, o kahit pagbabasa o pagsunod ng kwento, meron tayong tinatawag na believability. Kahit pa sabihin nating 'magic realist' o 'fantasy' ang tema, meron pa rin tayong mga pinanghahawakang 'realidad' at kailangan, naka-anchor dun sa realidad na yun somehow ang takbo ng narrative ng storya. So yun nga, itong suspension of disbelief ay stretched na stretched sa pelikulang ito. Hindi ko na siguro kailangan ikwento ng buong buo ang storya ng pelikula kasi alam ko naman napanuod nyo na, nabasa somewhere, or if not, binabalak pa lang panoorin, so walang spoilers, pero alam mo yung feeling na... WEH?</div>
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Tapos ang unang dilemma, kailangan magbawas ng luggage ni Mace kasi excess nga sya so yun, pinagtatatapon nya sa basurahan ang mga... ahmmm... panty... at teddy bear. Like... ahmmm... sobrang bigat nyang mga bagay na yan teh! And then later on, ang eksena ay maglalalagalag sila ni Anthony bitbit ang mga maleta nya sa Baguio at sa Sagada! Teh! Wala kang pambayad sa excess baggage pero may pang rampa ka! WEH?</div>
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O so yun na. Nung nasa Pinas na sila, yun nga, bigla na lang naisipan nilang dalawa na maglagalag nga kung saan saan. TO, you know, find where do broken hearts go nga ba talaga? WOW! Wala silang mga kaibigan, kamag-anak, kachika and everything na kailangan makaalam na nasa Pilipinas na sila at naisipang maglalalandi all over. WEH? At wala rin silang mga trabaho etc etc.</div>
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SO yun, at may drama silang matutulog sa labas under the stars in Sagada. Hello Hypothermia? WEH? </div>
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At may chenelyn na kapag na mention ang ex ay magbabayad ng 100 pesosesosesosesoses! WEH? Buong pelikula, yun ang point! Ang pag usapan ang ex!</div>
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So yun na nga. Pero naisip ko, ano ba ang implication ng pelikulang ito? Well simple lang. Tinuturuan tayong maging mga ASANESS lahat! Asaness kasi sa tutoo lang...</div>
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Walang Anthony na magsasalba sa atin sa mga excess baggages natin sa buhay. Malamang lamang, ang mangyayari, drug courier ang peg natin pag ganun. Hello kakilabot kaya yung ganung chenever! One time, minadali kong umuwi from Jakarta for Christmas. Nag excess baggage ako at pagbabayarin ng 30Million Rupiah! Wala! Walang Anthony na nagoffer na ilagay ang trench coat ko sa bagahe nya at ibigay ang free luggage allowance nya for me. Kasi sa tutoo lang, lahat tayo, may excess baggage! Kung hindi ako nagthreaten na isusuot ko lahat ng kaya kong isuot sa mga dala dalahan ko, at nagsabing - well this feels like extortion. I absolutely have no extra cash left and I just want to go home for Christmas, saka pa lang ako kinausap ng manager na gagawan daw nya ng paraan. In short - tayo ang magsusolve ng problema natin. Tayo ang magbibitbit ng excess baggages natin at minsan, kailangan natin talagang ibasura ang mga bagay bagay - more than just our panties!</div>
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Walang Anthony na magququote ng mga Philosophical at Literary lines sa atin. Walang sasama sa atin sa Baguio at sa Sagada para lang chumenever sa kadramahang pinagdadaanan natin. Malamang sa malamang sasabihan lang tayo ng mga friends natin na 'MOVE ON!' Ganun! May mga pasok sila, may mga bayarin at may mga sariling shit sa buhay. Oo, pwedeng may sumama sa atin magkape saglit. Sa weekend, mga ganun! Pero sa true lang, wit! May expiration date ang pagdadrama sa mundong ito. Walang sasama sa yo para chumeneschenes lang sa Sagada! Kailangan mong umayos, now na! No one can stand a sob story!</div>
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At kumusta naman ang rebound? Sa tutoo lang, ang magkakainteres lang at magkakapanahon na samasamahan ka sa kaletchehan mong pagdradrama ay ang mga may ulterior motives. At malamang sa malamang, kawawa sa bandang huli si Anthony. Rebound ang peg. VulcaSeal. Well come to think of it, yung last ko, medyo ganun. Red flag dapat na malimit nyang sinasabi o kinukwento sa akina ng ex nya! Eh ako si tanga. Reassure na hindi mangyayari ang ganun sa atin - na iba ako sa ex mo. Ang jending, waley! Iniwanan nya rin ako kasi siguro hindi pa nga sya nakapag-move on and all that shit.</div>
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Hindi ko rin alam. Hindi ako mayaman at mas lalong hindi ako babae. At ang scary lang n'yang paghahanap sa sarili. Eh kung bigla mo nga makasalubong ang sarili mo sa Diplomat Hotel? OMG! ISKEYRI! Kaya never kong hinahanap ang sarili ko! WITIT!</div>
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Yun nga, in the end, pinagmumukha tayong mga tanga! Yun ang point. Kasi katangahan naman talaga ang umibig ng bonggang bongga. Tuturuan tayong either maging jaded, o maging asaness. Kasi nga, yun yon eh. Nagiging mas Hopia tuloy tayo, mas nganga, mas asaness... hintay ng hintay kay Anthony, o hanap ng hanap kay Tyang Whitney at kung where nga ba talaga ang letcheng pinupuntahan ng mg broken hearts na yan.</div>
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At sa tutoo lang... wala naman talaga tayong choice sa huli eh. Walang guarantees ang pag-ibig. Walang guarantee that it is fit for use for our purposes at wala ring guarantee that it is free from defect! Hindi ito consumer's code! Walang Magna Carta for the Protection Against Wrongful Love!</div>
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Wala! Hindi mo makakasuhan sa Korte Suprema! Wit! Kahit anong gawin mo, kung talagang iiwanan ka nya, iiwanan at iiwanan ka. At kesehodang itapon at ibasura mo pa lahat ng teddy bears at panty mo, maeexcess at ma eexcess baggage ka pa din. At wala ring pakialam ang mundo kung pagod ka na!</div>
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Kaya wala ka na ring magagawa talaga... kundi ang umasa. Maniwalang may karma, may Diyos and somehow, in the grander scheme of things, lahat ng paghihirap at pageemote mo, someday soon, may pupuntahan. Na may cosmic accounting na tinatawag... na may tadhana... na may arrow with a heart pierced through it... Na may suspension of disbelief... na may happy ending... na may Anthony...</div>
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Nagpapahinga lang ako sa bahay. Nagbabasa-basa ng kung anu-ano. Kakalabas ko lang sa Ospital at Doctor's Orders ang at least 3 days full rest. Wag muna daw akong magpakapagod at pumasok sa work. Sa tutoo lang, hindi naman ako talaga masyadong nakapagpahinga sa ospital. Maya-maya kang ginagambala ng nurses, tinuturukan ng kung anu-ano, kinukuhanan ng dugo, pinapainom ng gamot, kinukunan ng Vital Signs etc etc etc, so I welcomed the rest orders.<br />
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"Hello. my name is Brendan! How may I help you today?"<br />
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Si J. Kaibigan ko. Matagal na. So yun. Sinabi ko na nasa bahay lang ako nagpapahinga. Kailangan daw nya akong makausap. Syempre ako naman nagworry. Ano ba kasi yun? Basta daw. Dadaanan nya raw ako sa bahay. Magbihis na daw ako. Magkakape kami. Eh syempre ako naman, madaling kausap at basta kailangan ng kaibigan I will be there. Isa pa, hindi nga rin naman ako muna papasok sa work kaya wide open ang schedule ko. I haven't had coffee din naman with J for a long time, at one week din ako sa ospital. So yun. Nagbihis ako. After 30 minutes, dumating na si J. Sakay na ako sa kotse nya. Saan ba daw? Sabi ko, ikaw, saan ba? Sabi magkape daw may ikukunsulta lang sya. So yun. Go! Kape!<br />
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Nung nasa coffee shop na kami, medyo maingay. Na self conscious sya at medyo hindi conducive mag usap dun. Sabi ko, road trip na lang kami. Bumili kami ng chips and soda. Gaya ng nakagawian naming wala lang. Magdadrayb lang papunta sa kung saan, usap, hihinto sa gilid ng plaza na maliwanag, usap usap ganun. Nanotice ko na balisang balisa sya. Inaantay ko lang na sya magstart kung ano ang problema. Hinayaan ko lang ang pacing nya. Drayb lang. Tumunog ang cellphone nya.<br />
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"Hello! K! Wait lang, I'm with my best friend. I just want to talk to him muna. I will call you later okay?" Tinigil nya sa gilid ang sasakyan. Buntong-hininga at sobrang lalim na hugot na paghinga. Alam ko na agad. Si K! Si K na sobrang minahal nya. Si K na hindi mawala wala sa buhay nya. Si K! Ang ex nya na nagdedefine ng pagkalaki laking EX! The one that got away! So yun, alam ko na agad ang problema.<br />
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"J, akina ang susi. Ako na magdadrayb. You look distracted. Mahirap na. Gabi na at hindi masyadong mailaw ang daanan." "No, Luis ako na. I will focus. Yung right wrist mo, hindi pa magaling yan. Di ba jan pinadaan ang tube for your Coronary Angiogram? Eh nanghihina pa yan at masakit sabi mo di ba?" "Hindi naman natin bibiglain ang kabig at kambyo eh. Chill lang tayo, right? Kesa naman sa yo na distracted di ba? At nang makapagkwento ka freely. Sige na. Ako na magdadrayb. Besides, I miss driving din." Pumayag na rin sya at palit kami ng pwesto. Hinayaan ko lang sya magsimula. Drayb lang ng drayb. And after a while, he started.<br />
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"Si K kasi, Luis."<br />
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I thought so! Alam ko na! Nakikipagbalikan si K. At syempre nga, itong si J, too weak to resist. The One That Got Away nga di ba? Natawa ako sa sarili ko.<br />
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"Alam mo J, thank you! Sa dinamidami ng mga kaibigan natin ako talaga? Ako talaga na pinakatanga at pinakabobo pagdating sa ganyang usapin? Ako talaga na hindi makuha-kuhang magkaroon ng disente at pangmatagalang relasyon? Ako talaga na bitter bitteran at emote-emotan? At ako talaga na hindi naniniwala sa letcheng 'somewhere down the road' na yan! Ako talaga na hindi naniniwala sa letcheng second chances. Kaloka ka!"<br />
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"Kaya nga ikaw eh! Ikaw na pinakabitch. Ikaw na pinakaderetso at prangka! Ikaw na alam kong hindi ako eetchusin sa sasabihin. Ikaw na out of the box! Ikaw na laging nandyan. At tigilan ako sa press release na bitter! If I know! Ikaw ang pinakahard core hopeless romantic shmuck na kilala ko sa buong mundo at kahit pa impyerno at sampu ang pinagdaanan mo, naniniwala ka pa rin sa letcheng pag-ibig na yan!"<br />
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Natahimik ako. May point sya.<br />
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So yun nga. Nakikipagbalikan nga si K sa kanya. Hinayaan ko lang magkwento si J. Kung paanong sa dami na nang nagdaang mga pag-iibigan at pagsusugal sa iba't-ibang mga kapareha, hindi pa rin nila makuhang magkalimutan. Kung papaanong ilang palit na ng numero, ilang 'pagkawala' na. nahahanap pa rin nila ang isa't isa. At nagkakaugnayan pa din silang dalawa.<br />
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Napangiti ako. Naaalala ko. Meron din akong ganun. Yung tipong inisip ko na if we can't get rid of each other, then maybe, there must be something about us that's hardier than you or me. Yung ganung shit! Yung kahit lima, pito, sampung taon ang mamagitan, nahahanap at nahahanap pa rin namin ang isa't isa. Ang pinagkaiba lang, yung sa akin, wala na. Ako na talaga ang nagtapos sa lahat ng posibilidad. Ayoko nang maging pabitin sa ere at maging Hopiang Munggo. It's a loss, too bad. Ganun. Nakarelate ako at naintindihan ko. I was there for J the whole time. Hay!<br />
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"So, what do you think, Luis?" tanong ni J.<br />
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"Kilala mo ko. I don't believe in second chances. I do not even make friends with my exes. I cut clean.With surgical precision. I'm a pyromaniac! I burn bridges! You know that!"<br />
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"Kaya nga eh! Kaya nga ikaw ang gusto kong kausapin about it. Naguguluhan ako! I honestly believe na nagbago na nga talaga kaming pareho! Ramdam ko Luis. Andun pa din yung pagmamahal. Ewan ko! I'm so confused!"<br />
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"J, ikaw lang talaga ang makakasagot ng tanong mo na yan. Ikaw talaga ang magdedecide nyan. Handa ka bang masaktan ulit ng bonggangbongga to the max raised to the nth power?"<br />
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Buntong-hininga.<br />
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"Alam mo, hindi talaga ako naniniwala sa ganyan, pero ako yun. Iba naman ikaw. I want you to be happy. If there is something I believe in, it's that, for a shot at happiness, everything is worth it. Alam ko madami na tayong panlalait sa kagaguhan ng K na yun, pero kung talagang mahal nyo pa ang isa't isa, eh ganun eh. May tanong lang ako. Sa tingin mo ba, kaya mo syang mahalin for a fresh new reason? Yung hindi glow na galing lang sa past?"<br />
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"Yun na nga yun Luis eh. Hindi ko kasi ma associate sa past itong kung anong meron kami. Parang nag evolve sya. Nag mutate. In a good way. Parang walang bearing ang past. Parang mahal ko sya in a brand new fresh way. You know what I'm saying?"<br />
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Ngumiti na lang ako. Huminto kami sa gilid ng Miag-ao Church Plaza. Usap usap. Balitaan kulitan. Time out muna kay K. Inurirat nya ang buhay pag-ibig ko, na as if, hindi sya updated. Pinagtawanan namin si Behbeh. Kinalokahan namin si Dark Chocolate, at binuyo-buyo nya ako kay Katorse. Ay naku!<br />
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"See? Ako na ang pinakatanga pagdating dyan. Hindi ko alam sa yo ba't ka sa akin humihingi ng advise eh ni hindi ko nga alam anong gagawin sa sarili kong kaletchehan sa pag-ibig na yan eh!"<br />
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"Luis, pahug!"<br />
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Yakap ng mahigpit! Hay! Pag-ibig nga naman talaga.<br />
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"Pahiram ng phone mo. May kailangan akong replyan. Redirected ako eh. Saka, iihi lang ako dun sa may medyo madilim na part."<br />
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Inabot nya ang cellphone nya. Hinanap ko yung number na gusto kong tawagan. Pagbalik ko, nagyaya na akong bumalik ng city.<br />
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"Tara, baka wala nang tao sa coffeshop. I need coffee J."<br />
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"Sige, let's go. Hayaan na natin si K muna! Hay!"<br />
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Smile.<br />
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"Luis, thank you."<br />
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"Walang anuman J. Go! Whatever your decision is, I'm all for it. Andito lang ako lagi for you! As I have always been!"<br />
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"Akala ko ba hindi ka naniwala sa balikan eksena."<br />
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"Kaibigan mo ako. Para sa yo, maniniwala ako sa gusto mong paniwalaan ko. Kung ayaw mo na talaga, sabihin mo. Baka may maisip pa tayong mas matinding way para matapos na yang kagaguhan mo."<br />
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Medyo sumeryoso ng konti ang mukha nya.<br />
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"Pero kung gusto mong balikan si K, Go! Push! Cheer leader-leader ako! Maniniwala ako for your sake! I want you to be happy! Magkaiba tayo. Malay mo. Mas maswerte ka sa second chances na yan kesa sa akin. Baka ako lang naman talaga kasi ang malas sa putang inang pag-ibig na yan! At kung palpak ulit yan, aba'y expertise natin yan!"<br />
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Sabay kaming bumigkas!<br />
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"I-DABDA na YAN!"<br />
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Hahahahaha.<br />
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Pagkapark sa Coffee Shop, tinignan ko si J, Kalmado lang. Lakad lang papunta sa paborito naming mesa. Bigla nya akong hinawakan sa kamay ng mahigpit.<br />
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"Luis! Shit! Si K!"<br />
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Smile lang ako.<br />
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"So? Ano? Tuloy ba tayo o back-out?" Huminto ako sandali sa paglalakad para bigyan sya ng chance magdecide.<br />
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"Luis... I want to... eh pero... ikaw?"<br />
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"Gaga, may pangtaxi ako! Bukas, next day, sa weekend, next week. We have all the time and chance no! Ano ka ba!"<br />
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Yumakap ng mahigpit sa akin si J.<br />
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"GO! Reach out for your happiness! Cheerleader-leader ako! PUSH!"<br />
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Nagsimulang humakbang papuntang coffeeshop si J. Binalik ko sa kanya yung car keys nya. Nilingon nya ako.<br />
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"GO! I'm proud of you!" Smile.<br />
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Pinagmasdan ko sya habang inayos-ayos ang sarili. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw K sa mesa namin. Ngumiti nang pagkatamis tamis nung nakita nya si J. Hinanap nya kung nasaan ako. I saw him look at me. Sinenyasan ko ng rakenrol! Make my friend happy tangina ka!<br />
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Ako na ang pakialamero. Ako na ang tumawag at nag set-up na pumunta sya dun para magkita sila.<br />
Ako na ang putanginampakshet na hindi naniniwala sa second chances, pero para sa kaibigan ko, maniniwala ako. Ako na ang letchenghinayupak na hopeless romantic shmuck!<br />
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At ako na ang magtataxi pauwi!Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-51472538114746998552015-02-16T00:44:00.001+08:002015-02-16T00:45:38.121+08:00PAKI-EXPLAIN<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgraYNrkz5MnWOEQ3L1Jy8-YJyBeSe7wZO6ltqoPkJkxs84iuf650jW4Mt_L3HWiAd72Z0IRkY4zh6czgHKXnEvN_buf0w4-ivXPZge0IrIIR_YVUltm3PaGIGPgiI6chfaT2kr0mHdgoQ/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgraYNrkz5MnWOEQ3L1Jy8-YJyBeSe7wZO6ltqoPkJkxs84iuf650jW4Mt_L3HWiAd72Z0IRkY4zh6czgHKXnEvN_buf0w4-ivXPZge0IrIIR_YVUltm3PaGIGPgiI6chfaT2kr0mHdgoQ/s1600/images.jpg" /></a><br />
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Para Kay Behbeh:<br />
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Dear Behbeh,<br />
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Hello! Kumusta naman ang puso? Hihihi. Idadaan ko sa sulat na ito sa aking blog ang gusto kong sabihin sa yo! As if hindi tayo nag-uusap araw-araw eh no? Ganito kasi yun! Gusto kong mag explain. Kilala mo naman ako, Ayaw na ayaw ko talaga ang nageexplain. Kahit mga tula ko ayaw na ayaw kong ineexplain. Para sa akin kasi, napaka-exercise in futility sya. Kung ano ang pagkakaintindi mo, yun na yon. Maliwanag naman ang lahat eh. Kung may mga tanong ka, sinasagot ko naman sa abot ng aking makakaya. Kaya ayoko talagang mag-explain.<br />
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Kanina kasi, habang nagkakape-kape ako at kinakain-kain yung pinabili mong Krispy Kreme sa kaibigan mo, na sobrang thank you at late kasi malandi ang friend mo at inuna nyang magdate muna kahapon bago ako bilhan ng pinapabigay mo (Charing lang), chinat ako ng isa mong friend. Bestfriend mo daw sya. Ayun. Inaward nya ako, winarla nya ako at lahat lahat kasi nga, bad daw ako, pinapaasa daw kita, pa-fall, pa hard to get daw ako, and *gasp* manloloko! Niloloko daw kita. Parang gusto ko matawa at gaya ng sabi ko, ayoko nga iexplain ang sarili ko sa kanya kasi heller, bakit nga ba? Wala kaya sya sa lugar magkukuda at maghahanash ng ganun.<br />
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Pero habang pauwi ako, syempre, hindi naman makapal ang mukha ko, napag-isip isip ako kaya ito na nga, nageexplain nga ako. Hindi sa friend mo pero sa yo. Medyo mahaba-haba ito kasi nga baka makalimutan ko pag nag-usap tayo, at lagi namang nagiging outlet ko ang pagsusulat kaya ito na. Ieexplain ko na.<br />
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Una sa lahat, salamat. Ako na! Ako na ang gwapo at hot at hinahabol-habol (KAPAL!). Sobrang nakaka ego-trip specials na may isang taong naghahabol at nagkakagusto sa 'yo. Nakaka-salve sya ng pagkabitter-bitteran and evrathing! Nakakaboost sya ng morale at nakakagood vibes. Sa tutoo lang, gusto ko! Kung gusto lang ang pag-uusapan aba oo naman, gusto! Sino ba naman ang ayaw na may nagmamahal, may mamahalin, mangarap at bubuo nga mga bukas kasama ng taong nagpapahalaga sa yo di ba? GUSTO! Kaso hindi ganun ka simple yun eh. Kaya nga ako nageexplain kung bakit di ba?<br />
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Sa tutoo lang, medyo true yung sinabi ni best friend mo. Kahit ano pang sabihin natin, ganun ang lumalabas talaga. Na paasa ako, pa fall, pa hard to get. Alam mo, sana hindi nangyari ang mga nangyari sa akin bago kita nakilala. Nakakainis mang isipin, at ayoko mang gamitin yun bilang rason, ang tutoo, isang malaking bahagi talaga ang mga karanasan ng isang tao sa kung ano sya ngayon di ba? So yun. Hindi kita sinisisi. Wala ka namang kaalam alam at ka parti-partisipasyon dun sa mga kaletchehan sa buhay ko before you di ba? Kaso ganun yun eh. Natuto ako. Natuto akong magduda. Natuto akong matakaot. Alam ko hindi permanenteng ganun at lalabas at lalabas pa rin ang natural na ako, na mapagmahal at mapagtiwala, kaso, sa ngayon eh hindi eh. So yun, Ganun.<br />
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Isa pa, gusto kong makilala mo talaga ako. Gusto ko, pag sinasabi mong gusto mo ko, andun ka sa pinanggagalingan na nakita mo ang lahat lahat sa akin. Yung nakikita mo lang kasi, yung magagandang bagay sa akin. Yung mga bagay na ikamamahal. Hindi mo pa naranasan ang mga kasumpa-sumpang mga episode sa akin. Nakita mo lang na masipag ako at maraming ginagawa sa buhay. Hindi mo pa nakikita kung gaano ako ka tamad at pabaya. Nakita mo lang siguro na maayos ako manamit at mag-alaga sa sarili. Hindi mo pa nakikita ang mga dugyot no ligo for three days moment ko. Nakita mo lang na matalino ako at conversant. Hindi mo pa nararanasan ang mga bugnot moments ko na napaka-hard-headed at stubborn ako kahit alam ko mali. Nakita mo lang ang pagiging flexible at keribelles ko, hindi mo pa nararanasan ang mga bleakosities at mga very clingy moments ko na napakaimposible kong pakisamahan. Yung mga ganun! Yung mga dark side ko! Gusto ko, pag sinasabi mong gusto mo ko, yung total na ako. Yung kasama yung masasamang ugali ko, included but not limited to, na hindi ako nagtututbras, at kapag nagsusulat ako at tinatamad bumangon o umalis sa harap ng PC ay umiihi ako sa bote. EWWWWW!<br />
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Pangatlong explain, behbeh, anlaki-laki ng mundo. Anlaki-laki ng mundo mo at anlaki-laki ng mundo ko. Andami-daming kailangan gawin at umpisahan at tapusin. Inaamin ko, sa puntong ito, nasa gitna ako ng pagkarami-raming bagay bagay. Ikaw din naman. Pwede namang pagsabayin, Oo naman! Pwedeng pwede. Kahit nung last time din namana akong nainlab at naloka ay ganun din naman eh. Ganung sitwasyon din naman. Wala naman talagang perfect timing para mainlab. Pero yun ang pinagkaiba. Hindi kasi ako inlab sa yo. Siguro inlab ako sa thought na pwede akong mainlab sa yo, kaya ito yung pangatlong explain. Sorry kasi, pinapaasa kita. Sorry kasi pinaghihintay kita kasi ako din kasi, gusto ko rin maranasan na bukas, ay shit, mahal na kita, at magsisimula na ang nakakalokang kagaguhan ko sa mundo, na hihinto na ang pag-ikot at wala na akong ibang rason kundi ikaw at ang isiping makasama ka. Kaya yun. Mali ako dun.<br />
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Hindi ako masamang tao. Alam ko kung paanong masaktan at ayaw na ayaw ko ang makasakit kaya nga siguro ako nag eexplain ngayon. Napagdaanan ko at alam na alam ko yung ganung shit. Alam mo, tama si bestfriend. Maswerte ka may ganyan kang kaibigan na handang handang makipagwarlahan para sa yo. Ingatan mo si bestfriend. Minsan ka lang nakakahanap ng ganyang klaseng tao sa buhay!<br />
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So, nasaan na ba tayo? Hindi ko alam. Hindi ko masagot. Ewan ko. Basta yun. Gusto ko lang mag explain. Sa tutoo lang, ayaw ko nang mag-isip. Isa pa yan sa mga inaakusa sa akin. I overthink a lot. Liban pa dun sa I 'overfeel' a lot. SO yun, hindi ko na alam. Hindi ko na kayang sagutin kung asan na ba at ano na ba! Basta ang gusto ko lang ay mag-explain at mag sorry sa yo. I am so Confucius! CHARAUGHTTE!<br />
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Ang gulo no? Ewan. Hindi ko alam na ano next. Hay. So yun. Salamat. Sorry.<br />
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Baka may idea ka. Baka alam mo kung anong gawin natin next. Share mo naman sa akin.<br />
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Luis PaasaLuis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-10680480938432739932015-02-01T16:32:00.000+08:002015-02-01T17:39:31.327+08:00Pasok sa Jar - The Top 10 ListHELLER!<br />
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As usual, hindi na naman napanindigan ang pangakong magbabalik-loob sa blogspot! Kasi, kasi, kasi! Well, hindi na ako mageexplain, labyu!<br />
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Ayun, dahil Sunday at dahil rest day ko, yes rest day - wag naman day-off napaka-very very chimini-ah-ah-ish naman ng day-off, so yun rest day. Nakipagchikahan ako sa mga friendships ko. At dahil unang araw ng Pebrero, ano pa nga ba THE DEADLINE!<br />
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So yun! Dahil ako nga ay single ulit, at dahil isyu yun sa mga mahadera kong mga kaibigan, ako ang napagdiskitahan! Kasi nga daw, ang arte-arte ko! Kesyo ang taas taas daw ng standards ko! Kesyo pihikan ako! Kesyo andali-dali ko daw maturn-off. Excuse me! Mukhang yung mga naging ex ko yata ang dinidescribe nyo at hindi ako. Oh so ganun na nga - at dahil dun, nabuyo ako ng mga hitad na magsulat ng Top Ten List! The Pasok sa Jar Edition.<br />
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Sa tutoo lang, dapat kasi Top Ten List ito ng mga kung ano ang kinaliligwak ng mga possible chorva. o yung mga pet peeves ko. Pero dahil ako ay Customer Service Rep, dapat positive scripting daw tayey, kaya instead Top Ten ng Mga Signs and Symptoms na Pasok ka sa Jar ni Batchoy!<br />
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In other words - namumuro ka na! At pwede mo nang ma Bingo ang matamis na OO ng basagan at luhaang puso ng makatang itey! CHARAUGHTTE LANG!<br />
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Syempre dapat non-physical kasi heller, alam na ng madlang universe na bisexual ako at alam na nilang lahat na pag sa lalaki, ayoko ng straight, at mahilig ako sa chubby, singkit, matangkad, maputi, slightly mabalahibo, maganda at bilugan ang binti, and all that jazz. At kung girl naman, mahilig ako sa fuss-free no make up, maganda ang lips, maganda ang mata, malaki ang boobs, (sahreh naman) slightly mas matangkad ako dapat sa kanya, maganda ang smile, at medyo morena. So wit na yang mga yan. Dun daw tayo sa mga non-physical aspects.<br />
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So without further ado, itey na! Ang Top 10 Pasok sa Banga List ng Batchoy! In no particular order:<br />
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<b>CHARMELLE! BUKSAN NA!</b></h3>
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Music lover ka? Nagdodrowing? Struggling Indie Artist? Tumiteatro? Or may nakatago ka lang skills in the arts na hindi mo inilalabas-labas at cloistered shit ang drama? Malamang sa malamang, teh! Mabebet kita at nakakadagdag yan sya ng mga 10,000,000 Pasok sa Jar points sa yo! Yung tortured soul shit! Mga ganun ganung drama! At mas na kapag nacomplement ng shit mo ang mga poems shit ko sa buhay jusko! Mangangarap na ako kung paano tayong mabubuhay na nagdidildil ng asin at umaasa sa shit nating mga art para mabuhay, samantalang inuulam ang letcheng pag-ibig na syang nagka-catapult sa atin sa ating mga sariling artistic greatness! CHARAUGHTTE LANG! Wiz ko bet ang mamatay na dilat sa gutom, pero how bohemian romantic shit daba? So yun! Bet ni Batchoy ang artistic shit kaya hashtag alam na!</div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">Humor-pa-more Amore!</span></h3>
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Kung pasok sa akin ang humor mo kahit nakakairita at jologs! Alam na this! Ewan ko ba! Malapit sa puso ko ang humor bones ko! I remember an ex. Sobrang waley na nakakairita mag-joke pero hindi ko alam kung bakit! Napapatawa nya ako at bet na bet ko ang mga kakornihan nyang jokes na nakakainsulto sa aking intelligence, pero natutuwa ako! Kaloka da ba? Pero tested and proven! Pag nahuli mo ang humor ko, malamang sa malamang, lyamado ka neng! Pakak na pakak ka jan! Swak ka sa Jar ng Batchoy! Hindi ko rin alam kung paano o anong pormula, pero basta! Trademark ng mga nakakainlaban ko yang shit na yan! They are all able to make me laugh - and of course, make me cry like hell in the end. Yun nga ang shit dun eh. Pero ganun! Basta! If I find myself laughing at your silly jokes at pagbentang benta sakin ang humor mo, malamang teh! Pasok sa Jar!</div>
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Hindi naman kailangang MENSA levels teh! Hindi naman kailangang mala-thesis defense or argumentation and debate ang leveling ng usapan teh, ayoko naman ng ganun. Pero kung naeengage mo ko ako sa usapan, at nakakapag-kape ako ng bonggang bongga pag kasama kita, malamang, bukas I love you na! Hindi naman kasi kailangan super-mega-duper opinionated ka to the Political Analyst o Commentator level. Yung tipong nachachallenge ang mga brain cells ko at naeengage ako sa usapan, kahit hindi naman intelektwal ang pinag-uusapan, keribam na! Mas maganda nga yung diverse ang topics natin. Masaya din yung marunong mag open ng topic. Yung ever slightly, kahit hindi ko bet, ay nakakahanap ng hook para mag-usap at madala sa lebel ng diskusyon ang topic kahit pa ang original na pinagmulan ay ang letcheng dambuhalang cake sa Dong-Yan Wedding. Yung mga ganun! Tapos yung may mga witty na sundot na mapapa-epiphany ako! Yung nakakasabay ako sa kahit anong topic nya at nasasabayan nya ang mga topics ko, yung ganun! YUNG RARE NA TRAIT na ganun! Bet na bet ko din, over and above a good conversationalist, is a good listener! Yung kayang irecapitulate ang gist ng mga nasabi ko na. Ayoko naman sa paintelektwal na condescending, kasi in fairness, hindi naman ako nag-gaganun! Basta, if I look forward to speaking with you again, alam na yan! In fact, most of my successful dates started out with long lengthy engaging and pleasurable discussions. Discussions teh, hindi arguments. Yung tipong I will not notice the time at hindi yung, after a few exchanges magsasabi na lang ako na, 'tara pahinga na tayo! Check in na lang?'</div>
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Yung ganun! Intellectual orgasm! Seriously, nauuna ang utak ko mainlab kesa sa puso ko at mas nauunang labasan ang utak ko kesa kay Luisito ko!</div>
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Medyo shallow sa unang tingin pero in the long run, malaking factor ito. Nocturnal ako, at hindi ko bet ang niyayayang mag breakfast or mag morning walk along the beach. Malamang sa malamang maiimbyernakels ako pag ganun! Well, hindi naman kailangan ma match ang kanocturnalan ko kasi sa true lang, bisyo ko ang paunahing matulog ang partner at pagmasdan lang at pakinggan ang kanyang mga mamusikang snores habang tulog sya sa mga bisig ko! Cinematic movie scene shit ba!</div>
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Don't get me wrong! Hindi ko sinasabi na kailangang tibak sya! Hindi nya kailangan mag-rally enevrathing! Ayoko din sa *shivers* vulgar Marxist! Ayoko in fact sa *ist at *isms. Ang gusto ko lang, may adbokasiyang tao! Gusto ko lang may ginagawa sya sa buhay na ipinaglalaban nya. Gusto ko lang may nirerepresenta syang repressed, oppressed at marginalized! Gusto ko lang ang may vision for a better world. Yung may cause. Yung ganun teh! Hindi kailangang lider sya na dumadalo sa mga kung saan saang komperensya sa buong mundo (but not bad). Gusto ko lang in other words ng taong may paki - yung hindi DedMadela! Yung may pusong civic at advocate. Ganun! Kasi maadbokasiya din akong tao. Hindi naman kailangang magkapareho kami ng advocacies pero kung oo, ay eh di why not! Masaya di ba! Gusto ko may pinaglalaban sya at gusto kong ipaglaban nya ang aming karapatang magmahalan! CHAROZ LUCOS! Basta yun! Ayoko sa wapakels sa lipunan teh! Yung may socio-civic consciousness! Bengga ka sa akin pag ganun! Pasok sa Jar!</div>
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I'm a very tactile and touchy person. I often communicate with a lot of touch. Pasok ka sa jar kung touchy person ka! Bonus kung out ka at hindi takot sa PDA. Hindi ko naman sinasabing maglalaplapan tayey sa loob ng Manila Cathedral habang may hawak na Placard na LOVE KNOWS NO GENDER! Ligwak yun teh! Hindi naman kailangangan magchukchakchenes sa MRT - (pero hmmmmm exciting!) CHAUZE LANG! But you get my point. Mahilig ako sa physical stimulus. Pag gusto kita, hindi ko maiwasang hawakan ka, hipuan, yakapin, and... ganern! Hahahaha! And I enjoy receiving the same attention, so ayan, give-away na yan ha! If you date me and I allow you to touch me, or I touch you frequently, alam na this! Hehehehe. Special highlight on being OUT. Ang hirap hirap kaya magkajowa ng closet. basta mahirap sya. Yun na yun. Pag ako nagmamahal, hindi ko tinatago dahil what's the point! Ang kakisigan ko ay ineexpose, so bakit mo ko tinatago sa baul! Hindi ako naging out para lang jowain at gawing Yamashita Treasure no! Revel in the light! Ganern!</div>
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Hindi naman kailangang Dora the Explorer ang leveling o mga Relic Hunter na peg! Yung may sense of Adventure lang okay na! Mas masaya kung mahilig sya maglakad. Kasi mahilig talaga ako maglakad! Bet na bet na bet na bet ko yung naglalakad ng hapon o early night time tapos nag-uusap lang kayo habang HHWW. Diba? Three birds in one stone? Yung ganern! Yun nga, yung may sense of adventure! Masaya yun! Yung hindi OC sa travel plans. Traveller nga naman, tapos super mega-duper orteh naman, na kesyo makati ang sheets, maliit ang banyo, hindi nasa tamang direksyon ang windows and all that jazz! Bonus na din kung inaallow nya na ako ang umupo sa window side seat! Hehehehe actually, pinagpapatayan ko tong window side seat na to! Hahahahaha! Mahilig ako mag travel. Out of nowhere, kahit mag-isa lang ako. Kaya alam na this ng mga kaibigan ko pag may nabalitaan silang kasama ko bumiyahe somewhere somewhere, hindi ako nakakapagdeny. Travel is sacred to me, and I do most of my travelling alone. Mas gusto ko yun kesa magkaroon ng super shit na traveling companion, kahit sya pa nagbayad ng buong trip. Kaya pag naiisip ko o niyaya kitang magtravel, kahit sa kabilang bundok lang ng tralala, aba, alam na this! Lab na kita! Pasok ka sa Jar!</div>
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Hindi ko bet makipagdate sa sinehan. Gaya ng pagtatravel, sacred sa akin ang theater watching and movie going. Kung ang point lang naman ay makipaglampungan sa dilim, aba check in na itey. Wag sa sinehan dear. Kaya kung niyayaya kitang magsine, isa lang ang ibig sabihin nun! Swak ka sa Jar! I am trusting you enough to share that sacred space of movie viewing, trusting that you'd just hold my hand and let me lay my head on your shoulders or chest, or vice-versa. Kaya ligwak ang mga malilibog na nagnininja moves sa sinehan sakin. Prangkahin mo ko, mas mura mag 3 hours kesa mag movie, please lang! SO yun. It goes without saying na Swak sa Jar ang may appreciation sa film. Hindi naman kailangang Cineaste ang peg, o movie analyst slash critic slash afficionado. Sige na! Kahit Pinoy Movie Buff keribelles na! Basta hindi aayaw manuod ng mga mas malaman na mga films keribambolbee na!</div>
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LAFOKS!</h3>
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Yun ang ending. Kape ang hanap ko. Yung hahanap-hanapin ko araw araw. Yung hindi kumpleto ang araw at buhay ko kung wala. Yung umulan man, umaraw, sya ang gusto ko makasama. May tamang pait-tamis na hanap ko. Yung kasalo ko sa mga saya at tagumpay, at kasama ko sa mga bleakosity at Luz Valdez moment. Yung kahit mapa-sosyalang kapehan man o sa gilid lang ng kalsadang 3-in-1 ay pasok sa jar! Yung magiging kape ng aking buhay, at syempre din, ako rin ang kape ng kanyang buhay. Ang nagpapasimula ng araw, at nagtatapos ng gabi. Kape. Gusto ko ng kape ko! Yun yon!</div>
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So yun! Hindi naman ako pihikan at demanding da ba? Napakarational naman ng mga hinahanap ko daba? So yun nga! Hindi naman din kasi kailangang 10 out of 10. Hindi naman ako perfectionist kasi. Saka napaguusapan naman di ba? Ayun. Well, sa mga naghahanap din ng mga letche shit nila sa buhay, gudlak mga teng - malay mo, malay ko, malay nating lahat - MALAYBALAY BUKIDNON!<br />
Char lang! Oh sya! Nakakapagod naman itey! See yah when I next see yah! Lab lab lab! Gudlak sa deadline! MWAHUGS!<br />
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<br />Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-39211980650786037782014-08-10T09:02:00.004+08:002014-08-10T09:03:42.070+08:00Salin Salin DinSalinsalin Din Pag may Time<br />
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So kumusta naman? Ano na bey? Well ito, katatapos ko lang magsalin ng isang libro sa Hiligaynon mula sa Ingles. 130 pages more or less ito, kaya - Achievement unlocked! Pero ang nakakaloka, may dalawang singkapal pa na libro na kailangan din matranslate sa lalong madaling panahon. Like deadline na next weekend. DARNAH!<br />
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At bakit naman kamo na nagagahol ako sa oras? Dahil may regular work na ako. YES! Kolboi ulit.<br />
And how exactly did this happen? Oo nga naman. Backtrack muna ang drama at matagal akong walang kwento dito.<br />
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So yun nga. Tinatapos ko na ang lawshcool for like forevah! After ko mag Manila at after magtrabaho kun saan saan sa Asia Pacific Region, balik Iloilo ako. It took me two more years to finally almost finish law school. ALMOST!<br />
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Putanginampakshet kasi ang isang propesor sa isang subject eh. INC. Binigyan pa ako ng INC sa isang subject na kung sana wala, ay tapos ko na ang letcheng abogasya na ito! SO YUN! Pakyu sha! INC!<br />
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Dahil 2nd sem subject yun. waiting in vain ang peg. Meanwhile, nag apply ako sa work dahil nauubos na ang pinagputahan ko, kaya need ko ng kita. Hindi rin sapat ang mga paraket raket kong mga chuva, kaya ayun. Kolboi ulit habang antay ang 2nd sem para makuhanan ng completion ang putanginang INC na yan.<br />
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Meanwhile din, nag-apply ako ng Masters Degree sa UP Open University, and yes, pumasa at nakapasok. Enrollment this week. Buti na lang sumweldo ako. Ayun. So Kolboi ako na nagmamasters sa UPOU ng ASEAN studies. And in my spare time, kung may spare nga ba, ay paraket raket. Isa na dito ang pagsasalin. Minsan Filipino to Hiligaynon, minsan English to Hiligaynon. Iilan lang naman kasi ang gumagawa nun at swerteng naambunan naman ako ng mga projects. Habang nag aantay s aputang inang 2nd Sem.<br />
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Sana nakaluwas na akong Manila. Sana at siguro ay hindi nauwi sa wala ang mga tatlong subok ko mag kapartner - dahil malayo ako at dahil nasa Manila sila, at dahil hindi ako mayaman para lumipad lipad every weekend. But that's another story for another day.<br />
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Meanwhile, natapos ko ang isang libro at may dalawa pang nag-aantay. Siguro matapos ang 2nd sem at makagrad na ako, pwede na magpalipat sa work at ituloy ang planong Manila. At siguro may mahahanap akong letcheng love na yan.<br />
Siguro wala rin.<br />
Siguro mauuwi lang sa wala.<br />
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Meanwhile - salin salin din pag may time!<br />
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<br />Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-91768841498263963612014-08-04T06:35:00.002+08:002014-08-04T06:54:34.231+08:00Joy of, The sheerI'm back lubak-lubak!<br />
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Oo alam ko, it's been a while since I last blogged. Yung last entry ko nung Mayo pa, pero dedma na. I'm back and I will be back for good. Paano nga bang nawalan na ako ng ganang magsulat dito? Kasalanan ni Facebook. Madali na kasing magsulat sa Facebook. Merong 'Notes' Function ang Facebook. Konting edit, konting lagay ng picture, click, share. Tapos. Mas kumplikado ang mag blog at mas madaling sundan ang sulat ng iba sa paltform ng Facebook.<br />
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So bakit ba ako bumabalik. Dahil na heartbroken na naman ako. CHARING LANG! Well, sige, dahil nga dun, inaaliw ko ang sarili ko. Nagbasa basa ako ng mga kung anek anek. Sa rest days ko naubos ko mabasa ulit ang "The Great Gatsby" ni F.Scott Fitzgerald, nakasulat ako ng mahigit kumulang sampung haiku dahil sa mahaderang si Sylvia Plath, at nakapagtranslate ako ng isang tula ni Pablo Neruda sa Hiligaynon at Filipino. Taray much no? Hehehehehe<br />
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Well yun na nga, dahil sa kakaliwaliw ko kung saan saan, napadpad ako sa tumbler ni israelmekaniko. Funny sya. Witty, humorous. Parang ako. Lamang lang ako ng kaunting paligo at ilang wisik ng Bambini Cologne Summer Fresh Scent. And so, ayun, napanostalgia ako sa pagboblog. So bakit ako bumabalik? Bakit hindi na lang gumawa ng bagong blog sa tumblr? May nagbabasa pa ba ng blogspot? May nagbabasa ba sa akin to start with. And then it dawned upon me. Parang pagkalaki-laking Epiphany - yun na mismo ang rason.<br />
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When I started blogging, ang sabi ko lang sa self ko, magsusulat ako dahil yun ang gusto kong gawin. Magkwento. Hindi ko iniisip kung may nagbabasa ba sa akin o wala. Kung may nagcocomment ba? May nagfa-follow o nagshi-share ng mga pinagsusulat ko. And there lies the reason. Hindi naman ang aging platform ang rason kumbakit hindi na ako nagboblog. Followers. Yun ang pinakarason. Instead of just writing for the sake of writing, naghabol ako ng readership. And that spelled the death to my writing. Nawala na yung sheer joy of just putting words into paper. The sheer joy of putting my thoughts forward. Inalala ko na ang readership, ang acceptance, etc etc etc. At mali ako.<br />
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One time, nung nag Manila ako, napag-usapan namin ng isa kong tatay-tatayan na si Atty. JP Cunada ang tungkol sa Sheer Joy. The Sheer Joy of learning for the sake of learning. The sheer joy of writing for the sake of writing. The sheer joy of studying for the sake of studying. Ito ang kailangan ko ma-irecapture sa sarili ko. Ang Sheer Joy na itey.<br />
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And so, ito ako. Bumabalik at nagsusulat muli sa isang platform na hindi na siguro pinapansin ng mundo. Dedma! Magsusulat ako dahil gusto kong magsulat. Aaralin ko ulit ang platform na ito. Kung may magbabasa man, thank you. Kung wala, dedma. Babalik ako sa pagboblog dahil gusto ko irecapture ang sheer joy na yun. Na naiwala ko kakahanap ko ng audience. At gaya ng sabi ng magagaling kong mga mentors sa pagsusulat, kung magaling ang pagkakasulat, hahanap at hahanapin ito ng audience. For now, magsusulat lang ako for the sheer joy of it.<br />
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And as such, hello there, and welcome me back. Matagal tagal din na wala akong naikwento sa blog kong to, but don't fret. The Batchoy Boi is back, and yes, he is back for good, for the sheer joy of writing.<br />
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Sa mga nagbabasa nito, anjan pa ba kayo. Kung oo, heller! Kung wala, dedma. Sana ay nahanap nyo ang sheer joy ng kung ano mang ginagawa at gagawin nyo. And so, welcome back the Batchoy!<br />
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MABUHEI!<br />
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<b>The Dan Brown Effect</b><br />
By Luis Batchoy<br />
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Manila, Philippines - In an unprecedented show of force and patriotism, the Philippines proves to the world how a city is to be fictionalized in a novel. Angry, frustrated and hurt with how international best selling author Dan Brown has referred to Manila as 'the gates of hell', Filipinos now react with such fervor that the world has never seen. On the forefront is Metro Manila Development Authority (MMDA) Chairman, Atty. Francis Tolentino. After writing a letter to Brown, instructing him how to do his job as a fiction writer, Tolentino now takes to the streets and does his own job. "We will show the world how wrong Brown is. The 6-hour traffic he mentions in his book is non-existent, as erring traffic violators are now strictly being prosecuted without regard for who's who, or who gives what. All franchises are now automatically being cancelled on a 'one-strike policy.' Motorists are also being stringently punished with a discipline that would rival that of Singapore." He said. "Also, the abject poverty he mentioned is being eradicated as we speak." He added. Measures in Congress and Senate are being passed one after the other, with genuine concern for the welfare and the plight of the poorest of the poor. "We have a program now where the richer families are obliged to adopt a certain number of poor families, and that they are now being told to build decent homes and clean up the shanties of the poor." Congress has also given up their Countrywide Development Fund (CDF) or otherwise known as their Pork Barrel Fund to finance projects that would reach the poorest of the poor. Prostitution is also being eradicated at break-neck speed. "We now have a coordinating center that monitors such sex-workers for their proper documentation and protection. We admit that the sway of prostitution continues because of a lack of proper regulatory body to monitor and check their activities, so now we have all bases covered." He added.<br />
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More pronounced is the impact of the incident to the people. Overnight, people have become instant literary critics. They have now vowed to pay closer attention to literature. In an attempt to scour other books, novels and other literary works of disparaging descriptions, people have now flocked to their local libraries and bookstores, securing novels and other written works. There has been a dramatic increase in readership and never before has there been an intense interest in literature than now. Everywhere, people are carrying books and reading whenever they can, Offices now add a 30-minute 'reading break' to allow employees to pursue their new found passion for the written word. There has been a surge in book sales and book sellers struggle to answer the growing demand for books. In a flash, bookstores have been raided clean and books have been bought off racks leaving whole shelves empty, Never before has there been such a passionate fervor to read. Library staff also struggles to keep the growing interest of the general public in books and written works. They have been forced to extend their working hours and are now open 24/7. Even the more techie generation has now resorted to downloading books on their mobile devices and gadgets. Trending topics on Twitter and Facebook include quotes from novels and critical discussion of works.<br />
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There has also been a mad rush for literary courses. Colleges and Universities have been forced to allocate more rooms for the rush of students wanting to enroll in writing and literary courses. Some rooms for other courses have now been converted into classrooms for creative writing and literary course. There has also been radical shifts in the enrollment in schools, especially in college, as students started shifting from the more popular course to literature. "We want to be able to write well, and the only way to show the world how to properly 'fictionalize' our cities is to do it ourselves", says one passionate enrollee. There has also been a marked increase in the interest for local writers and literary figures. Filipino novels and written works have taken center stage. Filipino writers now are being lauded as the new heroes of the country. They are now treated as celebrities and are accorded with respect and showered with accolades wherever they go. This may very well be the Neo-renaissance, a golden age in Philippine Literature. The world watches as novels and other written works are being released by the minute, to answer to the growing demand for quality literature in the country. "Never before has people paid so much attention to the literary world that this seem to come out of a post-post-modern magic realist novel," quipped a Palanca Award Winning writer who finds himself suddenly catapulted into fame.<br />
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Indeed, the amazing effects of this incident continues to rock the country as more and more people turn to literature and the written word. Critics all over the world are training their eyes on the Philippines as the next literary hub in the world. They have dubbed this amazing phenomenon as the 'Dan Brown Effect.' International publishers are now in a mad scramble to secure publishing rights and contracts to the highly literate and prolific pool of writing talents in the country. "Surely, Dan Brown is mistaken. This is not the gates of hell, this is utopia! The heavens of the literary world," exclaimed a top executive of a major International Publishing Firm. "Truly, Hell hath no furry like a city scorned, and fictionalized," he added.<br />
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<br />Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-1148870911124300092012-10-07T00:41:00.000+08:002012-10-07T00:44:56.189+08:00Pusa - A Monodrama<br />
Something I did two years ago. I missed theater so I said yes to essay Prof. John Barrios' masterpiece 'Ang Pusa' for his Masters Class. This is a monodrama. It was challenging since there was not much as to lighting or any stage works to distinguish between the two characters, so I decided to give Jun a heavy Hiligaynon accent. Sorry for the poor quality as this was captured using a cell phone camera. It was posted on my Facebook account so I copied it here for easy reference. Enjoy!<br />
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Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-341977218853027452012-10-03T11:29:00.002+08:002012-10-03T11:29:32.627+08:00Dear Senator - A Status Update Series<br />
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In defiance of the Implementation of R.A 10175, otherwise known as the Cyber Crime Act of 2012, I posted a series of status updates in my Facebook page. These are letters to brilliant senators of the Philippines who signed the said law. As suggested by a friend, I will compile the statuses into one easy to read entry, Enjoy, and please do tell me if I missed any one of them! Have fun guessing, too. Sandok na sang sabaw kag pataw!<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Dear Senator,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Hinangaan kita nung una kang umupo dahil sa ipinakita mong kagandahan ng ugali at asal. Napakamaginoo mo noon. Bilib ako sa 'yo dahil magaling at matalino ka pa man ding abugado. Hindi ako makapaghintay na matawag kang panyero. Sabi ko, hay, may pag-asa pa ang Senado. Malaman-laman ko, pumirma ka din sa batas na ito? Anyare? Kasama ka rin yata sa 'siraan ng pangalan ng ama' society eh!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Love,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Luis na tinatry wag masira ang pangalan ng Ama</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Dear Senator,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Alam mo te, kaya pala hindi kita masyadong ma bet na bet eh. Hot and Cold by Katy Perry ang drama ko sa yo eh. Ate, hindi kasi eksyus na bisi-bisihan sa pagsulong ng RH Bill kung kaya nakalusot yang batas na yan eh. Unless, nakapikit ka nung pumirma ka sa panukala. O baka naman napagkamalan mong ang pinipirmahan mo ay panukala ng designer mo para sa susunod mong gown na isusuot sa kung saan mang official function mo? Isa ka rin sana sa pinapangarap kong matawag na Kumpanyera eh. Naku, pahirap ng pahirap tuloy ang maging future abugado.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Love,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Luis na kailangan talagang pumasa sa Bar</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">P.S: In fairness teh, ganda ng hair!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Dear Senator,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">At least, ikaw ang pinakaconsistent sa lahat! Sure ako na hindi ka kasapi ng 'siraan ng pangalan ng ama' society. Wala na kasing ikasisira pa further ang pangalan ng ama mo. Congratulations kasi ito naman talaga ang pinaka-pakay mo bilang Senador di ba? Ang magkalabu-labo ang bansa? Itchura ngayon ng mga nagsasabing 'Never Again!' Ang galing! You're the man po! Dahil jan, payag na ako ilibing ang tatay mo sa libingan ng mga bayani, provided, kasama ka... at syempre, dahil malulungkot ka dun, sige, pati na nanay mo. Idol kita, sobra! I love you po!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Love,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Super Fan Luis</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Dear Senator,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Pak na pak teh! Achieve na achieve! Thes es et! The dream is within reach! Na achieve mo na talaga ang iyong campaign slogan na "Nalintiang Pilipinas!" Ay wait, Luntian ba dapat yun? Dedma na da va? Magkatunog naman eh! Kering keri mo teh! Ngayon, wala na talagang pwedeng manlait sa yo online, at magsabing mas maganda ang gown nung asawa nung isang kongresista nung nag SONA. Ikaw na ikaw na talaga! Sintang-sinta talaga kita! You are SO! As in! By the way, may natira pa ba dun sa cellphones na pinamudbod mo? Baka naman may iPhone. Penge te para matext kita lagi ng mga papuri at pagsinta! Lab na lab kita! Ganda ganda mo as in!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Love,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Nalintian Luis</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Minamahal na Senador,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Iiksian ko lang to kasi mahirap isalin sa tagalog ang lahat ng gusto kong sabihin sa yo! Naku pano na yan, hindi na pwedeng gamitin ang online dictionary (hirap na hirap po akong isalin ito, pasensya na) paano ka na ngayon nyan? Sabagay, marami namang nabibiling diksyunaryo sa Recto di po ba? Mabuti at naintindihan mo lahat ng nakasaad sa panukalang batas di ba? Kaya ka pumirma? Galing galing naman ng tagasalin ninyo. Sige po, nahihirapan na po ako managalog ng dire-diretso. Pano kasi, sinira ng internet (paki-patranslate na lang itong salitang ito) ang pag-iisip ko sa mga kainglisan na yan eh! Mabuhay po kayo! Mga ten thousand years pa!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Nagmamahal,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Luis Pinoy na Pinoy</span><br />
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aanong sikilin ang kalayaang ipahayag ang kanilang saloobin at hinanakit sa gobyerno! Napaka post-modern ng peg ninyong dalawa mga ginoo! Bet na bet ko talaga! Ngayon mararamdaman na rin namin sa wakas ang naramdaman ninyo noon. Wala namang problema di ba kasi may amnesty naman eh. Saka naiintindihan ko po kasi bahagi ito ng pagpapakita ninyo ng sinseridad sa inyong pagbabalik-loob sa gobyerno di po ba! Napaka brilliant po! Ahlavet!<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Makukulong na talaga Luis</div>
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Dear Senator,<br /><br />Bongga ka talaga, I swear! Sayang nga lang at ang penalty ay hindi yung paliliguin sa dagat ng basura ang cyber criminal! Mas mataray yun kung nagkaganon di ba? Oo nga naman, hindi na nakapagtataka kung bakit pumirma ka dun sa batas na merong insertion sa libel provisions. Sanay ka dun di ba? Sa insertions? Sabi ni Mareng Winnie Monsod, di ba? Yung insetions, forte mo yun di ba. Bonggang bongga! True to form ka talaga! Yung kapangalan mo, nung inakusahan ng plagiarized speech nag-resign, samantalang ikaw andyan pa rin! Mas bongga ka in other words.<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Hindi pa nakakapaligo sa dagat ng basura Luis</div>
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Dear Senator,<br /><br />Ang ganda ganda ng 'The Healing' I swear! Bet na bet ko ang acting ng asawa mo dun! Havey na havey! Dahil jan, super love na love ko talaga si Ate... na hindi ko alam kung paano ko naging ate. Anyway, ang point is, maganda ang asawa nyo! Ay sige para fair, pag-usapan naman natin ang tungkol sa inyo. Aside from this na pinirmahan nyo, bet na bet ko talaga ang Sin Tax Bill na sinusulo<div class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">
ng ninyo! Ano nga ba naman ang karapatan ng mga puritang mamamayan lumaklak ng alak at humithit ng yosi? Nagki-care kayo sa health nila da va? Tayo lang! Tayo lang na Richness ang dapat maka afford magbisyo. Dava? Tapos yung sabi nyo na mas maganda ang Cash Aid ang ipamimigay kesa Condoms, tama din yun idol! Bakit ba? Brandless na Condoms ang ipamimigay? Pera na lang para makabili ng Trust or Durex or Trojan! Di ba? Duh! Maallergic pa ako sa mga libreng condoms na yan! Sobrang brilliant kayo, idol!<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Vilmanian Forever Luis<br /><br />P.S: I Love you, Lucky!</div>
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Dear Senator,<br /><br />You should have been president and this wouldn't have happened. We must take our cues from you and learn how to hide successfully and avoid detection! Surely, your signature on this bill is testament to your commitment in proving to the world the very effective and efficient police force and NBI that we have. Pormal na pormal ang letter nakakaloka! Anyway, what I really wanna say is<div class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">
that I idolize you and the things you have done for this country and so much more! I regret the fact that you have not been president, and perhaps, never will... Honestly, I am at a loss for words. I am humbled by your virtuous existence. May you live longer, whether in hiding or in the open!<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Formal Theme Luis<br /><br />P.S: You go, girl!</div>
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a rin as Senador! More Fun in the Philippines dava? Honestly, wala akong masabi talaga sa yo kasi expected naman yun na pipirma ka sa mga ganitong batas di ba? Lahat naman halos ng batas pinipirmahan mo eh. Pandagdag din yun sa iyong Curriculum Vitae di ba? Wala rin akong mahalungkat na kung anong isyung negatibo tungkol sa inyo na sobrang nakakagulantang. Or baka naman wa lang talaga akong care sa track-record ninyo. In fairness! Success ang pagbabalatkayo! In fairness na mislead nga ako sa isang film title... akala ko tungkol sa inyo... yung "The Perks of Being a Wallflower." Anyway, congrats sa pagpirma sa RA 10175! Amboring ng letter na to no? Bagay na bagay sa inyo!<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Not-so-very-wall-flower Luis</div>
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Dear Senator,<br /><br />I have saved the best for last! YES! Ikaw na! It's your time to shine! Andami kong gustong sabihin sa inyo kaya medyo mahaba tong letter na to, pagpasensyahan nyo na po. Sobrang idol ko kasi kayo, so I can't help na marami akong gustong sabihin. Una sa lahat, FUCK YOU PO. Yun lang<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Cyber Criminal Luis<br /><br />P.S: Blogger LANG po ako.</div>
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<br />Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-20630626808496989722012-06-06T20:09:00.002+08:002012-06-06T20:09:51.900+08:00KM3: Tinig - (Hindi lang Dinig)Bakit ang awit<br />
Ay kailangan ng himig<br />
Na kailangan ng titik<br />
Na kailangan ng tinig<br />
- Kailangan Kita<br />
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Tinig. Isang salita lang pero andami-daming bagay na sumasagi sa isip pag naririnig o nababasa. Una dito ay ang tinig bilang boses. Tinig-tunog. Naririnig. Nasasagap ng tenga, nararanasan ng pandinig. Sobrang gulo na ang kalibutan sa ngayon at halos lahat ay kanya kanya ang tinig, ang tunog - nagsusumigaw, nagpupumilit, nagsusumiksik, naghuhumiyaw. Lahat, may gustong sabihin. Lahat may isinasatinig. Lahat gustong mapakinggan. Mula sa boses ng mga komentarista sa radyo sa AM pati na rin mga deejay sa FM na dati nagpapatugtog lang ng musika ay may kailangan na rin sabihin sa mga bagay bagay. Hanggang sa telebisyon na walang humpay ang pagtatalak. Pati sa internet. Lahat may face book, lahat may twitter, may blog at kung ano-ano pa. Lahat may sinasabi. Lahat may tinig. Pati na rin ang mga bagay na walang boses at hindi naririnig, may gustong isatinig. Mga naghihiyawang mga billboards sa kakalsadahan, makukulay na mga patalastas na nakaimprenta, mga nagsusumigaw na mga headlines - lahat nagsasatinig, lahat may gustong sabihin, lahat naghuhumiyaw. Parang ako. May sinasabi sa blog na ito. Letra na bumubuo ng salita na bumubuo ng mga pangungusap. Nangungumbinsi, nagdidiskurso, nagpapaintindi - nagsasatinig. Pero sa tutoo lang hindi talaga ito ang tinig ko. Ang tinig ko ay ang panunula.<br />
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Ani Jesus Manuel Santiago,makatang progresibo, ang tula ay pumpon lamang ng mga salita. Ngunit sa panunula nagkakaroon ng lawak, lalim, taas, sangkad at pagkakahulugan. Nagkakaroon ng amoy, lasa, paningin pati damdamin. Nagkakaroon ng tinig pati ang katahimikan. Ito ang kapangyarihan ng panunula; mahika ng tinig na hindi dinig ngunit maalingawngaw. Oo nga pala, ang tula, mas karaniwang ang tula ay nababasa, hindi naririnig, ngunit ang tinig nito ay nagtatagal at nakakatigalgal at mas nananatili hindi lamang sa isipan ngunit pati sa diwa at hiraya. <br />
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Ito ang tinig ko. Hindi man dinig, mas antig. Maliit ang tinig na ito. Kadalasan hindi nga naririnig. Hindi naghuhumiyaw. Hindi nanghihingi ng atensyon at hindi nagpupumilit marinig. Nakapagkit lang sa pahina. Nakasulat.at naghihintay madama. Naririnig mo ba ang katahimikan?Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-80905110600722721532012-05-23T14:56:00.000+08:002012-05-23T14:56:29.446+08:00Out<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I remember a very good friend who no longer is. To make the long story short, the issue as it stands, is that I allegedly, unwittingly and maybe inadvertently outed her to a cousin of hers. I would like to maintain that I did no wrong though, because the said cousin was in fact 'in the know,' as to her sexual orientation and gender identity - or more so, her sexual preference. The last time I was in Manila, I had a talk with a Master Novelist. I was happy that this senior writer is open-minded. Funny and fun how we got to talk about LGBT issues and even Lady Gaga and the anti-Gaga's. He said that there will always be 'demons.' Year after year after year, Religious institutions have demonized an artist or two. There will always be an 'anti-Christ' and a Devil incarnate to their minds. He also thinks that given time, the issues we have will no longer be an issue. Sexuality and SOGI (Sexual Orientation and Gender Identity) included. I really admire him and I, more than ever, look up to him. It came to the inevitable question then - was he gay?<br />
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Not that it matters, but for the record, the question begged to be asked. As a rule, I really do not care whether someone is gay or not. I only care to know 'officially' if such a person is my type - meaning, I am entertaining thoughts of getting it on with him. This makes for the viability of whether or not I take my chances. Otherwise, it's a non-issue. While it would be great to count among the growing number of us in the LGBT Community a person of high intelligence, great literary achievement and brilliance, it really did not matter. Though there was an openness to our conversation, it stopped me dead in my tracks. Then it hit me. Why is asking someone's sexual preference an almost taboo thing? Why can't we just ask for the sake of asking and not be afraid that we might be unnecessarily putting the person on the spot, or that it would be too personal or unprofessional? I braved up and asked him anyway, and he said no, he was not gay, no he doesn't mind my asking, it was all in context, and no he was not offended. I believe no one should take offense. A question is a question is a question.<br />
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Although I respect the decision of persons whether they chose to be out or still in the closet, what begs to be taken a look into is the reason why this is so? Who would want to consciously suffer and suffocate inside a deep, dark and dank closet of secrets? I believe this is because of the prevailing attitude of people towards the LGBT Community. It could spell trouble for some with their work, their religion, their career, their families and for some, it could even draw the line between life and death. Such is a serious matter. Some people refuse to come out because there is a hostile world out there, beyond their closets, and that is why, some people would chose to suffer in silence. I still believe that coming out is a personal choice. No one knows better when to do so, and no one can make the decision to do so except the person himself. He knows best his circumstance. On the other hand, I believe that most, if not all of these fears are basically imagined and magnified. With the proper positioning and the right support group, it can be done. The odds may be insurmountable and the stakes may be high, but it CAN be done! Nothing beats the feeling of being free to be the person that you are.<br />
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I wish it is as my novelist friend say it is - that given time, the issues we have will no longer be an issue. <span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"> I dream of a world where
sexuality, sexual orientation and gender identity is not an issue. Where
the simple thought of asking someone his or her gender preference is
not a matter of propriety but a matter of fact, and no one thinks about
'outing' someone as a bad thing to do because it really wouldn't matter
anymore. I dream of a world that would rejoice in someone finding love without qualifications as to sexuality or gender. I dream of a world that would nurture such loving relationships and would encourage people to embrace the light and not push them to the deep, dark, and dank corners in the name of anonymity and fear. I dream that no one be demonized because of his or her sexuality. I dream of a closet free world where everyone relishes the light and is free to be whatever he chooses to be, and to be able to make intelligent determinations for one's self. I dream of a world where sexuality is a non-issue. I will try my very best to give everything I have and everything I can to make such a dream a reality. I am OUT, I live, I love, proud and free. I am Bisexual!</span>Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-69829766943619357742012-05-13T02:32:00.001+08:002012-05-13T02:33:36.282+08:00Dalawang Tula Para sa Mga Pawisang MudrakelsDahil araw ng mga mudrakels ngayon, May I share ako ng dalawang tula para sa mga nanay. Bahagi ito ng koleksyon ko ng sampung mga tulang pambata na may pamagat na "Nanay ko si Era, Tatay ko si Er at iba pang mga tulang pawisan". Alay ko ito sa mga magulang na blue-collar workers. Hapu Mudrakelles day sa inyong mga madiraka at sa iyo na rin kung madiraka ka or feeling mo madirakabelles ka!<br />
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Ang Giyerera<br />
Ni Luis Batchoy<br />
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Hindi sundalo ang aking nanay,<br />
Pero sumasabak sya sa matinding away.<br />
Dala’y palu-palo, sabon at palanggana,<br />
Sambundok na labada ang kalaban sa giyera.<br />
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Puti at de-kolor, una’y paghihiwalayin<br />
Upang dugo ng kalaban, di magsalin-salin.<br />
Lulunurin nya sa tubig ang kaaway<br />
Magdamag na ibababad ang mga pasaway.<br />
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Pagkatapos isa-isa nyang sasabunin<br />
Mahihigpit na kalaban kanyang kukuskusin.<br />
Ubos lakas na pipigain at pipilipitin<br />
Ang pagkapanalo, kanyang sisiguraduhin.<br />
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Matapos ito, kanya nang babanlawan,<br />
Upang makita, tagumpay ng kalinisan.<br />
Isa-isa na nyang isasampay,<br />
Talunang mga kalabang lupaypay.<br />
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Meron daw syang sikreto<br />
Sa kanyang laging pagkakapanalo.<br />
Lalabanan daw nya, labada man ng buong mundo<br />
Maitaguyod lamang kami ng mga kapatid ko.<br />
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</div>Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-91431463668860818482012-05-10T04:50:00.001+08:002012-05-10T04:50:25.219+08:00E-I-C<br />
One of these days, I will make a full blown five part series on my memories of Campus Publication and being Editor-In-Chief, for now, here's a snippet. This is culled from my latest facebook status message. Yes, it seems I'm back and making good with my resolve to keep posting regularly. Wish me luck.<br />
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There is this one thing that I miss - being the Editor-in-Chief of a
school publication. It's a feeling like no other. While you contend with
deadlines and all the nitty gritties of publication, you also manage
and deal with people. <br /> <br /> You become a cheerleader, waving your pompoms at staff members who feel a little less wonderful. <br /> <br /> You become guidance counselor carefully listening to the little we<span class="text_exposed_show">ar and tears of their hearts urging them to put those feelings into paper. <br /> <br /> You become slave driver whipping people into shape bullying them into meeting a deadline.<br /> <br />
Students accuse you of not being pro-student and being elitist. Faculty
and Administration label you as activist. Your family doesn't
understand, and you can barely make a relationship work because it does
not sit well with them how an all nighter in the printing press could be
more important than a long overdue date.<br /> <br /> You become a rallying
hero fighting against the injustices of the academic structures and
leading your little pen-wielding, grade conscious and 'graduation-bound'
little band of dreamers who believe in changing the world one issue at a
time.<br /> <br /> You become a boss, a friend, a mentor, a compatriot, a
co-plotter, a dreamer, a realist, a surrealist, a clown, and all that's
in-between, and sometimes, all at once.<br /> <br /> All these while minding and managing your own issues and your own life and deadlines!<br /> <br />
I am lucky to have been blessed with the most efficient, the most
charismatic, the most talented, and the most lunatic and delusional set
of staff members in all the school years I have been EIC. I reminisce
with pride and joy and bask at the crazy, happy, zany and wonderful days
and nights of being a pub person. Here's to campus publication and the
good old memories! <br /> <br /> ~Luis Batchoy<br /> Editor-in-Deed!</span>Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-50387203955894221312012-05-08T21:20:00.001+08:002012-05-08T21:20:43.318+08:00Sikat<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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Matagal ko nang nabasa ang sanaysay ng aking ina sa
panulatan, ang sirena ng literaturang Filipino na si John Iremil E. Teodoro sa
kanyang librong ‘Pagtatalak at Pagmumuni ng Sirenang Nagpapanggap na Prinsesa.’
Sa sanaysay na ‘yon, ikinuwento ni mother John kung ano ang posibleng mangyari
kung ang isang manunulat na tulad nya ay kasing sikat ng isang matinee idol na
nakikitang sumasayaw-sayaw at pakanta-kanta sa TV. Dahil mahisaon ako at sa
tingin ko ay mas ambisyoso, iu-update ko lang ang sanaysay nya. Nabasa ko kasi
sa mga networking sites gaya ng Facebook ang diumano’y nangyaring bugbugan at
eskandaluhan sa pagitan ng mag-asawang artistang sina Raymart Santiago at
Claudine Baretto, at ang mamamahayag na si Mon Tulfo. Ayon sa balita, narinig
daw ni Mon Tulfo ang isang babaeng nagwawala at inaaward ang isang ground crew
ng isang airlines. Halos wala na raw dignidad ang crew kung lait-laitin ng
babae kaya na kyuryus daw si kuyang Mon. Kinuhanan daw nya ng litrato at bidyo
sa kanyang cellphone ang eksena at nakilala daw nya ang laitera at yawyawerang
babae na si Claudine Baretto. Nilapitan daw sya ni Raymart Santiago na asawa ng
artistang yawyawera at kinukuha daw sa kanya ang cellphone nya. Nung ayaw nyang
ibigay dun na bigla raw syang sinunggaban at pinagtulungan ng mga kasamahan ng
mag-asawa. Iba-iba ang bersyon nila sa nangyari pero hindi yun ang point ng
sanaysay na ito. Bahala sila sa mga buhay nila. So okay, nasaan na ba tayo? Ay
oo, dun sa premise na kung ano nga pala ang pwedeng mangyari kung kasing sikat
nila ang tulad kong makata. Hmmm… So there I was… shempre ingles para shalan di
ba! Kalalapag lang ng eroplanong sinakyan ko sa paliparang pandaigdig Ninoy
Aquino sa Pilipinas. Saan ba ako galing? Wait, oo, galing akong Geneva.
Naimbitahan kasi ako dun bilang makatang Ilonggo. Binigyan ako ng award bilang
isang Hiligaynon writer. Narealize kasi nila kung gaano kahalaga ang Lengwaheng
Hiligaynon ‘in the greater scheme of things’ – ideya nila yun, hindi akin. So,
ok, kagagaling ko lang dun sa parangal nga na yun. Diretso na ako sa baggage
area. Kukunin ko na ang aking bagahe sa carousel. Matapos ang napakatagal na
hintay, wala ang bagahe ko. So didiretso ako sa ground crew. Malalaman ko na
lang na hindi pala niload sa eroplanong sinakyan ko ang bagahe ko. Naku!
Malaking problema ito. Maririnig ni Mon Tulfo ang aking concern kahit hindi ako
nagyayawyaw… wait, wag na si Mon Tulfo. Dapat CNN ang leveling… sige si Kyra
Phillips na, or si Soledad O’Brien, o di kaya si Connie Chung… ay wait, wag na,
si ano na lang – si Fabienne Paderes – yung internationally renowned broadcast
Journalist na Ilongga. Bakit ba! Sanaysay ko to, at kaibigan ko si Fabienne, so
yun, sya na. Where was I – ayun so nakita nga ni Fabienne na kinakausap ko yung
ground crew ng masinsinan, and let me reiterate – hindi ako sumisigaw. Cool
lang ako. Very reserved and sedate lang. Nung malaman ni Fabienne ang concern
ko, sya yung magpapanic. Hindi pwedeng mawala ang akin bagahe! After all,
nandun ang draft ng aking bagong Hiligaynon literary masterpiece na nobela.
Nandun din ang mga works in progress ko tulad ng translation sa Hiligaynon ng
Noli at Fili at yung malapit na ring matapos na salin ng Anna Karenina in
Hiligaynon! Hindi pwede ito! Nakasalalay dito ang ‘stake’ ng literturang
Pilipino sa pandaigdigang lebel! Magagalit si Fabienne sa ground crew! Isa
itong emergency na dapat malunasan sa lalong medaling panahon! Medyo napataas
ang boses ni Fabienne kaya naglilingunan ang mga ibang pasahero. Tapos na
realize nila na nawalan nga ng maleta ang isang living ‘gem’ in Philippine
Literature. Hindi nila ito ma take! Magkakaroon ng cataclysm pag nagkataon! So,
nag tweet sila at nag update ng mga status nila. Nagkaroon ng komosyon. Yung
ibang mga pasahero, dali daling bubuklatin ang mga maleta nila. Kanya kanya
silang labas ng kopya nila ng mga libro ko – kanya kanyang lapit para
magpapirma. May nag-iiyakan at nagsisigawan! Hindi nila lubos maisip na ma-meet
nila ng personal ang isang Hiligaynon na makata! Yung iba, naglalabasan ng mga
bags, Ziplocs at kung anu-ano pang mga lalagyan. Sinisilid nila ang hangin na
posibleng nahinga at naibuga ko. Gagawin nila itong mga heirlooms at ang iba ay
ibebenta sa ebay. Magkakagulo na ang lahat. Ifa-flash sa screen ang breaking
news tungkol sa pagkawala ng maleta ko. Maghihiyawan ang mga tao. Ang iba sa
kanila hahagulgol. Magdadasal sila n asana mahanap na ang maleta ko. Maraming
tao ang makikipagsiksikan na makamayan ako o mahawakan man lang ang aking
shaolin braided hair. Magbabanta ang isang stampede! Shempre, lalabas bigla ang
aking bana – well, actually hindi naman necessary na bana talaga, pwede namang
asawa, wala naman akong reklamo dun – pero syempre dahil sa kwento nila
Claudine ay bana nya ang umeksena, so sige, bana na nga lang. SO, yun lalabas
na ang bana ko para protektahan ako sa mga tao. Wait lang, sino ba ang bana ko
– o sige si Cid Lucero na lang. So lalabas na nga si Cid para protektahan ako
sa nagdadagsaang mga tao – ay wait, baka hindi kaya ni Cid, palitan natin – si
ano na lang, si Wolverine – si Hugh Jackman na lang. Bakit ba! Sanaysay ko to,
at libre naman mangarap. Sulat ka rin ng sanaysay mo – walang basagan ng trip.
Where was I – so yun na nga lalabas na nga si Hugh. Yayakapin nya ako para
maprotektahan ako sa mga tao. Maglalabasan na ang mga camera at masisilaw na
ako sa mga flash ng camera. Isusuot ko na ang aking Prada na HD shades kasi
baka mabulag ako hindi na ako makakapagsulat. Ilalayo na ako ni Hugh sa mga
nagdadagsaang mga tao. Wala na kaming madaanan. Siksikan na talaga sa Airport.
Sobrang dami na ng mga tao at kahit sa mga exit ay nagaabang na ang mga tao
para makita lang ako. May mga tarpaulins na sa labas at nagtatrapik na hanggang
EDSA. Tatakbo kami ni Hugh papuntang runway. Mahahablot ng isang fan ang aking
Hermes na scarf habang tumatakbo kami ni Hugh! Nagraradyo na ang ATO kung ano
ang gagawin at miski ang president ay aligaga na rin. Pinapadala ang personal
na eroplano ng president pero mabagal at kakarag-karag yon. Matagal pa bago
makatake-off yun. Sisenyas ang isang opisyal sa airport na may nagaantay na
dawn a helicopter para masakyan namin. Hindi na napigilan ang mga tao at
nakalabas na sila sa runway hinahabol kami ni Hugh. Makakasakay kami sa
Helicopter at makikita ko na sobrang dami ng tao para silang mga langgam.
Kakaway ako sa kanilang lahat at magiiyakan sila at maghihiyawan sila. May
isang chubby na chinito na hahabol sa helicopter at magaabot sa akin ng mga
bulaklak. Aabutin ko yun habang umaangat ang helicopter. Yayakapin ako ni Hugh.
Aagawin ang bulaklak na bigay ni Chubby Chinitong kuya. Itatapon nya yun at
sasabog ang mga talulot ng bulaklak habang papalayo na ang Helicopter namin.
Tatatnungin ko sya kung bakit nya ginawa yun. Sasabihin nya na may naka imbed
pala na GPS sa mga bulaklak. Dideretso muna kami sa isang isla kasi inaabangan
na rin ng mga tao sa lahat ng paliparan sa buong Pilipinas kung saan kami
lalapag ni Hugh. Kakawayan ko ang mga mahal kong mambabasa one final time!
Pakialam ko sa isyu ng letcheng Claudine, Raymart at Tulfo! Hehehehe.
Meanwhile, magbabayad muna ako ng kapeng ininom ko dito sa kapehang ito. Libre
kasi ang WiFi dito at syempre, hindi ako kilala ni Cid Lucero – lalo na ni Hugh
Jackman – at kung mabasa ito ng aking mother John Iremil, I’m sure sasampalin
nya ako! </div>Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-46680369673721158762011-12-25T17:26:00.003+08:002011-12-25T17:53:21.290+08:00TraditionsThe Batchoyan does it's yearly tradition. Ladies and gentle batchoys, here is this year's christmas Cantata! Merry Christmas everyone!<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HfH_rfEe-F0" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="315"></iframe><br /><br />And this one from my future 'bana' chos lang! pabay-i lang bala ko. hehehehe<br /><br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6KcZSLhc_Yc" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="315"></iframe><br /><br />and of course, something from Las Islas Filipinas!<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H7SwAno5tMM" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="315"></iframe><br /><br />Merry Merry Christmas Batchoy Denizens! Love and light!<br /><br />Love,<br />Luis BatchoyLuis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-40993429076770292722011-10-15T03:14:00.004+08:002011-10-15T03:49:53.649+08:00This Selective Amnesia ThingI know, I know, I know! I forgot again, and I have no excuses! Maybe I just got lost in the thick of it all, or maybe I haven't been thinking of it as much as I used to. Nevertheless, a milestone is a milestone, so, late as it may seem, let me greet us!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcyHt2Mm_H-8OgawPMo8Z-4_i85_m2S8KQsV_Q5JA7qTOup0LabFcwEQ0h-gwCw_XVdBY3o6AhzcJBaal7Lgvk0vto44ICGtRVPMvNyE-FyYSGHIgDUr7bK_6LQv2HWwXsb2X2gdEpoZs/s1600/Number+3+Cake.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcyHt2Mm_H-8OgawPMo8Z-4_i85_m2S8KQsV_Q5JA7qTOup0LabFcwEQ0h-gwCw_XVdBY3o6AhzcJBaal7Lgvk0vto44ICGtRVPMvNyE-FyYSGHIgDUr7bK_6LQv2HWwXsb2X2gdEpoZs/s320/Number+3+Cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663436858873296066" border="0" /></a><br />HAPPY 3RD Year Anniversary to us Batchoy Denizens!<br /><br />The Batchoyan turns three!!!<br /><br />Three friggin' years! So much has happened! So many things have changed and yet, so many things remain the same. Some people have come and gone and we have taken all the good with the bad. When I back read sometimes, I sigh. How much of me have I revealed to you? Too much, and yet, it feels like none at all. Some entries make me smile as they used to, and some could even make me smile wider than it used to. It has been a wonderful journey so far and I thank all of you for journeying with me - ups, downs, sides and every which way.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDvSf2KGnWwDJ8tEeexwZc_ng473aKZU7piE-1s-jRgszLsWIM_7JvdHAGWqEoJUfPjPfwmR5z9BSwupuNaFYzatNSZeMd70riO3600NL47C3OE4-C87brDJ663uabJ7gAHwacu-N_bU0/s1600/three.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDvSf2KGnWwDJ8tEeexwZc_ng473aKZU7piE-1s-jRgszLsWIM_7JvdHAGWqEoJUfPjPfwmR5z9BSwupuNaFYzatNSZeMd70riO3600NL47C3OE4-C87brDJ663uabJ7gAHwacu-N_bU0/s320/three.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663436878980797170" border="0" /></a><br />I admit it gets harder and harder to churn out entries lately. Maybe it's going back to law school. Maybe it's the other things that occupy my mind. Or maybe, just maybe, its because it feels like there's no one there anymore. The batchoy turns cold without a word from you guys. Show me some lovin and hit that comment button. I know you are still out there because Feedjit says so, but you know, it gives me more reasons to fight the 'tamad' modes!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghf_hqGBp9x8ehoqxStbkOyVIk4kUHy8OZhHpxjvw_tdbanaaKacH7c0dbACn5pL1EaI3NzBky0KR330yTaX6cPsj5SpOJ7K0AMit6zkMFcOQac-ubqzEDjjYi537uc_U3G-UlCjpWjHQ/s1600/ss-6516556-genieLamp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghf_hqGBp9x8ehoqxStbkOyVIk4kUHy8OZhHpxjvw_tdbanaaKacH7c0dbACn5pL1EaI3NzBky0KR330yTaX6cPsj5SpOJ7K0AMit6zkMFcOQac-ubqzEDjjYi537uc_U3G-UlCjpWjHQ/s320/ss-6516556-genieLamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663436866086970018" border="0" /></a><br />So now, since its our third year, instead of you giving me a gift, let me give you a gift. It comes in threes, so I need you to click on that comment button and tell me three things you'd like me to write about. I will choose three commentors and will write all three things you ask of me. You know what it's like. 3 wishes. Genie thinggie! Sounds like fun right? SO go! Make the Batchoy Boi happy! Fire away with the comments!<br /><br />Happy Third everyone! You know what they say. Third time's the Charm!Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-62645020178243495882011-10-05T01:58:00.009+08:002011-10-05T03:56:08.436+08:00Ten Sperm Things<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In an article I recently read from shared links on my News Feed in Facebook, this stood out.</div><div><div><br /></div><div>Read <a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Furbanmeter.weebly.com%2F8%2Fpost%2F2011%2F10%2Fmasturbation_is_abortion.html&h=7AQBjAwuzAQBed5sfRVBeZCB9vwiDxMdveEsQVFyLZvldUg">here</a></div><div><br /></div>Let us, for a moment set aside the thought that the good Senator's words are full of crap, stupid, and bull. Let us then for a moment, put on our thinking caps and perhaps, see it the same way the Senator does. What if indeed, masturbation is interfering with the natural process of fertilization. What if indeed, it is tantamount to abortion.<div><br /></div><div>Senator Enrile expressed his concern as such: </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(66, 17, 7); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><em style="position: relative; ">“And the question that bothers me is… Is the sperm alive? Is the ovum of the woman alive? I have consulted doctors and the answer is yes.</em><br /><br /><em style="position: relative; ">The sperm of a man cannot fertilize any egg, not the egg of a whale, or a lizard, or a bird, or a fish, but only the egg of a woman. And neither can the egg of a woman be fertilized by any other sperm except the sperm of a man, so that these two elements must be together to create life. But each one of them has life. There is no question about that because they have mobility: They move; they develop.”</em></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(66, 17, 7); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><em style="position: relative; "><br /></em></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i>Very noble then, is the good Senator's intention to protect the 'dignity' of this 'living' organism. As such, here are some conjectures that can normally be arrived at, granting that the sperm, indeed, is a living sentient being.</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2TLpQNAPEFHQWYddTMmqiV4I_V3oZsmkp1p65bx3r_Tzdp0a-eOuCg_QzjofpW5kUC8SBDMgiYpazhs74K6iI-dL7B41qXq55abeMfJMnfQFw0p7RwjQ866zdJp3113vuYrKfPReZrbk/s320/sperm1" /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><b>1. The sperm has feelings and emotions, thus, it is a must for it to be protected and nurtured.</b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i>Yes, dear Batchoy denizens, naturally, if the sperm is alive, it is then capable of emotions. Much like we protect plants and animals, we must also protect the sperm, as a living entity. We must make sure it is nurtured and protected. </i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb7C_D9za7u9zJHrwsagVFgcy1YgvF0dRnPTfTBHrBvBwCI5-ALYilpEFRVfmNnxfa8wPfOXj_DA34Dza9VrmhZad_gfPmSCitdPUs0qB4Gw_MrC7EKuPkzgPHbdkiHn7gSnUIGodZ3Lo/s320/sperm2" /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><b>2. The sperm then, being alive and being a 'future person,' it must be afforded legal personality.</b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i>- Never mind that the Civil Code has a different definition of legal personality and when it should be considered in existence. After all, it could easily be revised and replaced with legislative intent for the same purposes. Being a living organism, it must be given full rights. Voting rights, Civil Rights. It must be allowed to be registered and vote, it must be allowed to acquire properties, to be subject of testamentary capacity, to be able to go to school, to be able to earn a decent living, to be secure in its house, papers and personal effects. It may also be elected into office then, or appointed to government service! </i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen6DxjYWAA4B9IxCGOeippgOLwrOyPArXbiTEuiqx5Ekxp-2wuLEN47MNXNkjjPM_0eVc8wKzETa-GNevos2QB3eQrPqPNfML_Lh6PXRMln5tZ_VLfNXYLfH1iDD655RedWtn48utE2w/s1600/sperm8.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen6DxjYWAA4B9IxCGOeippgOLwrOyPArXbiTEuiqx5Ekxp-2wuLEN47MNXNkjjPM_0eVc8wKzETa-GNevos2QB3eQrPqPNfML_Lh6PXRMln5tZ_VLfNXYLfH1iDD655RedWtn48utE2w/s320/sperm8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659721594916437682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><b>3. It must be a subject of a Senate or House Inquiry in aid of legislation.</b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><b><br /></b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i>- Now that the sad state of the Sperm has come into light, it is imperative that our Senate bring an inquiry to improve the status of the Sperm, which has remained in the dark for so long a time. We must conduct extensive study and research and inquire into the sad state of the sperm before the brilliant Senator has discovered it's 'existence.' After all we should be committed to the development and welfare of the least of our brothers and sisters, and every living being! We must invite a 'spokesperm' or a 'represpermative' to shed light to this condition!</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3tMzKKf4uuqh1ZuZrF8W014GLpoGHGXVMgxyKpAoKYMIm3pBY4uoxxm0rr8iMiJkwz_ypsH_Rp0mg79YwmQ-u-eOFlXLLdRxkN_Qb3doLqbOyAe6SNtIHgCCtMdcHRlcn9rzYTf8kEoo/s320/sperm6.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 22px; font-size: small; "><i><b>4. Associations and NGO's must be formed for the welfare of the Sperm.</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i>- We then must come together and fight for the welfare of the sperm. It should be considered marginalized and hence, we should do our part in protecting the sperm from abuses. We must form associations and People's Organizations for the welfare of the sperm!</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT4xetIOXh1nqhpaD8RDEo7NntPRdfDQO0-PmoBp5C0j3zjkom2EVrxzuEJPDvxbkPaHocDMitqNBM0XCCFlsCLUYcoA6cUrqA_-TWXF64AotLmRIl0MXku6_5fRPSFdXCTOr4hMj-084/s320/sperm+9.jpg" /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><b>5. It should organize, together with other sperm, under one banner, and run for office as a marginalized group under the party list system.</b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><i><b><br /></b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;">- It is provided for under the party list system, that representation is afforded to the marginalized sector of society, and as such, the sperm and their kind should also be afforded with the same privilege! VOTE FOR SPERM in the next elections!</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha5F4eYZYd3ATSTLvBgCd1J96mMoXKIeW710gPArTeQazC9Z9-QvqFDBgz7wLJOUJ6PbvE_i4Z17XljDzptE_8OYxiinrnQVWbi-ksPGrkp6P6kFpuX_jWasn-vWrb8F5ibGfUCBm6LKI/s320/sperm4.jpg" /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><b>6. It must have its own religion.</b></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;">- If it is alive and is to be a future person in itself, then it must care for its soul, and as such, it must have a faith of it's own. Preferably, Catholic!</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>Further in the debate for the RH Bill, the good Senator also said:</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(66, 17, 7); "><em style="position: relative; "><span class="Apple-style-span">“Well, if the man wants to satisfy himself by manipulating himself alone, if it is only for pleasure, then it interferes with the production of life. That is my belief. That is a matter of faith to me.”</span></em></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>Therefore -</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3fEAgKBx40c2vSDQahBaqfag84dYE2Ar4xEfwqYj40Y-vksbFLhIRQsJyxsUFyHGLhUM2Th6ERPQh-aEjTQ7NKItvGFpPGIQwytqqsexp9_CEpWa3LY-owouF9AI7cpKEZtoxRyDBRRg/s320/sperm5.jpg" /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><b>7. Everything that is a matter of faith for a member of the Senate should be given high credence.</b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>- Never mind the doctrine of separation of Church and State! If the Senator feels like legalizing cannibalism, then it should be, because it is a matter of faith! Speaking of cannibalism;</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjez7Bu-OX2KmxUM7E1ega8KvJBgB8uAk1WLgwVDlsjXQH9nYssBJKWUjvqckkwqvpMZDj_Xftr7THa2wFMV-EG-1k9FdtzwN-iw7oMHmxhAKXtPwCxqEUIyd8RnhdkGpF27WV6we_J18c/s320/ferti.jpg" /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><b>8. Since the sperm is a living entity, the swallowing of it in any form, sexual or otherwise, is considered cannibalism.</b> </i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>-So too is the 'interfering' with the production of life when a woman ovulates every month and has her discharges. It interfered with the meeting of the sperm and the egg and the ovulating woman should be charged accordingly for preventing or failing to cause the production of life. Hence, it should be a law that every egg should be fertilized to produce life, and the ovulating woman should do everything to cause such a union!</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7JIGz3CJdvoaenpG02kQj63fnR19zj3NRDhMJcW0DHpU6_SXUEXh6FzraIAw8q4RSaaC8pgzogUOAJQ9A8YaRS77CwfjZnxDxj6vJsGC_O9BfCmsAUayno3P4GsJt4S9EaWNPM-0C2dk/s320/sperm+7.jpg" /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><b>9. Therefore, the sperm should be a subject of a UN Convention!</b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>- Knowing now that the sperm is a living organism, it should not only be protected locally, but should be a subject of International importance, hence a summit should be called, and a protocol or a UN Convention on the protection of the same should be pushed. NOW!</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>And lastly!</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFIVNrMB9w0bXXhC_WKOUfcVa3svvxV4GjMXycIMNbJN2uzLUbE0EUSVch4XrbK7XzWGfCor9Fh9wScpupaDy6Ee93xMUr4YUD9kx2kDWIGy3_rAHuR_sVkGpfM_AHXldhQTxK1C-toBc/s320/egg+cell.jpg" /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><b>10. For purposes of gender equality, the same matters should be undertaken for the egg cells!</b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>- Of course, the feminine counterpart must be equally protected!</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>Ain't that brilliant? Now, please, give the good Senator an Honoris Causa Degree in Medicine and Theology!</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>Here is the brilliant Senator! Champion of the Sperm's cause!</i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE8ppuRiOvwxqqv6wE1sAKTWagcFjOn4YlCT2-jJ3nX8Cel4QpKLXzWkPGHJ6S1hnBAuqkmdphMeJnNSf1SVKWswRAqyc6Oo91veCrwzebyFbHb3pVlAM-3KSK6SmyZEkeSIit8ZPcENU/s320/enrile.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">ONE SPERM!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><i>Images Courtesy of Google Images</i></span></span></div></div>Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-54561029851747035052011-08-11T04:28:00.004+08:002011-08-11T04:34:35.270+08:00Plus One<span style="" lang="EN">
<br />Although I am still in the heavens, there are some earthly matters to take care of, and so I need to somehow come down from my clouds of bliss. To start with, there are the schedules to fix. The midterms exams are coming up and I need to calendar my trip to Manila to make the most of my time there. There are the plane tickets to book, and of course, the attire for the Ceremony. Well, the attire is being taken care of, as tomorrow, my good friend will join me in scouring the city for a suitable ensemble. One more question remains unanswered: who then should be my Palanca 'plus one?'
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<br /><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">In laymen's term, the Palanca plus one is the special guest that would accompany an awardee to the ceremonies. Each awardee is given the privilege of bringing along only one guest for the awards night. My first Palanca experience was actually as a 'plus one' of a then significant other, who won an award a year or so ahead of me. When it was my turn to win, we were no longer exactly us. In the years that I have been joining the competition, I might have promised some 'then-significant' others to have the singular distinction of joining me in one of the most splendid night in the life of a writer like me. Too bad however, that the liaisons with these<span style=""> </span>'then-significant others' did not last us long enough to see me achieve this distinction.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">My first 'plus one' was very very special in another way. As loyal denizens would know, I went with my 'almost-wife-sans-the-sex-and-marriage' super girl Charmita. We had a blast then and it was a most wonderful evening. I am not complaining but at a time like this, it is but natural for a sentimental poet to feel the pangs of longing for that special 'plus one' for the night. You know what I'm saying.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">This year finds me un-partnered and very much single too, so there is no automatic 'plus one' to share this big triumph with. It would be a very very tricky thing to do to be asking someone from my writer's group to join me that night. Aside from the obvious expenses involved, I do not want to be accused of having 'favorites.' Besides, its not like we can just pick anyone just like that. Every Palanca Award Winner's circle of friends would understand the gravity of being asked to be an awardee's plus one. It's as if you have been shared that distinction of the win too. So now the dilemma. Who to ask to be my plus one?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">Hmmmm....</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">Well you see, it might be plain fantasy or day dreaming, but you know, I also merely day dreamed and fantasized about my Palanca moment, but I must have done something right and someone up there must like me a lot<span style=""> </span>to make it come true. So, you see? You can never can tell says Ara Mina. So let's see the viability. Here goes:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">I was thinking, ever since the moment I first saw the raw talents of this person I wanted to ask him to be my plus one. Being a disciple of the arts himself, I know he would understand the immensity of the situation and would perhaps be honored to be my plus one. More so, when I saw him in one of the movies, I was convinced he had to be my next plus one. I have to take him to the Awards Night with me, and wearing this... exactly this!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="">
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<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">Then again, maybe he won't be admitted to the Rigodon Ballroom because of strict implementation of the dress code, and I am afraid of the rumors that he is given to a little violence. So, ahmmm... maybe not. Maybe I need someone gentler.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">So I thought maybe he should be my plus one. I do not watch much TV so I didn't know him from Adam. Not until recently when I saw him in a Cinemalaya entry. Well, probably, if I was in Eugene Domingo's place and I was asked for a role in a movie with him as producer, I would in fact say the same things:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">"Full frontal nudity, check!"</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">"Death-defying stunts, check!"</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">"Sex scene with actual penetration, check na check!"</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">Maybe even if he asks me to swim in a septic tank, I would have been convinced by his sweet smile! And maybe, I would have even said this while floating in shit: "I'm just a boy, floating in front of another boy, asking him to loourve him in return!"</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="">
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<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">Fine that's a long shot I know, and my little crush with him was not even enough to make me vote for him during the last elections. Not to mention the many envious baklitas in the Awards Night that might mob me should I be seen with the guys above. Well, I need some one to defend me. Alam mo na! Baka kalmutin ako ng mga lola nyo sa Palanca. They might bitch-slap me and scratch my delicate Ilonggo skin! I need a hero! So, ok fine! That settles it! He should be my Palanca plus one!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">
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<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">Pramis, wala na talaga akong choice! Baka sya na lang talaga! Napipilitan na talaga ako eh. Hehehe. Hayaan nyo na akong mangarap ano ba!
<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">My my my! Who should it be then? Help me out guys!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">Credits:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN">All Photos grabbed from Google images</span></p> Luis Batchoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10119576269443636292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971275925870257316.post-89630621993114739472011-08-10T05:06:00.008+08:002011-08-10T05:47:25.647+08:00By popular demand<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6xdF4eYOgA21PopbtIm6QQkYjtoVyA9ZtvUsRJYq46a9ZrvLlMvWmNnug2MNszpEYoKsb6hrf0of7TpuafpIu3aLHJrIK38lFRoHNrLkqHHLDhedFubCzfJZAx4gnaDuz6zZgzAIEcKM/s1600/medal-300x225.jpg">
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<br />The batchoy boi is ecstatic! Once again, a parcel came in August!
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<br />Oh yes, indeed! I will be at the Rigodon Ballroom of the Peninsula Hotel, Manila on September 1, 2011!
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<br />Yes, dear denizens. The Board of Judges for this year's Carlos Palanca Memorial Awards have found my entry meritorious enough to win the First Prize in the Filipino Poetry for Children category!
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<br />Oh yes, and I will be getting one of those ginormous 'plate-like' medals too! It's kinda ironic how, months before, even years before this happy day, I have always dreamed and fantasized of how it would feel to receive that Palanca 'pinggan' but when the letter finally came and I now actually stand to get one for myself, I seem to not believe I actually won one! I would jokingly tell my friends that my lone certificate from the Palanca Awards 2008 for my 3rd Prize win in the Hiligaynon Short Story category is already lonely on my wall and could use some company. Now, here it is - with a pinggan at that!
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<br />Much as I could not describe the incredible feeling the first time I won the Palanca, same goes with this one. It's true what they say that each award brings a thrill of its own. Perhaps I will never ever get used to this feeling - this exhilaration! Now before I get away with myself, let me get to the point of this blogpost. When I shared the news on my Facebook account, my ever supportive friends flooded me with congratulations and well wishes. This added to the sweetness of the triumph, even more than the award itself. One recurring request is for a copy of the winning piece. The entry is a collection of 10 poems for children. I am sure that it will appear on the Palanca website shortly, and since they have publishing consent, I'm afraid there will be 'technicalities' if I jump the gun and publish them online. So, to satisfy my loyal reading public and hordes of fans (Chos lang!) I'd like to give you the title poem of the collection. I believe it has already appeared in its unedited form somewhere in this blog, so let me repost it. Here goes:
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mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">AKO ANG BIDA</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US"> Ako ang bida.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ako ang pinakamaganda.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Bago lagi ang damit ko at sapatos.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Sa akin ay wala nang nakakaungos.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span 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<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ako ang bida.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ako ang laging nangunguna.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Mga gamit ko ay mamahalin.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Wala nang tatalo sa akin.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">
<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ako ang bida.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Kinaiinggitan ng iba,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Sikat at pinaguusapan,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Sa buong paaralan.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">
<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Liban na lang pag may miting ang PTA</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">O di kaya ay tuwing Family Day.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Dahil si Nanay, sa ibang bansa nagtatrabaho</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Hayun, si Yaya, sinasapawan ang byuti ko.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">
<br /></span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlISiDd3ZDzgVI2OmcrKXDDPxEnepdSYUBd4C8BsT5IX3Uh0zAtvobvw4fC54RSFIXQnrTbiMdF_LgU4Dd6_Vm-w9xCDyunbO8gHs_BE81MoYclTZdPNgb6DgGJ_wUDqyvzGg2BwLkpQ/s1600/logo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 167px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlISiDd3ZDzgVI2OmcrKXDDPxEnepdSYUBd4C8BsT5IX3Uh0zAtvobvw4fC54RSFIXQnrTbiMdF_LgU4Dd6_Vm-w9xCDyunbO8gHs_BE81MoYclTZdPNgb6DgGJ_wUDqyvzGg2BwLkpQ/s320/logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638974634997752258" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN-US">Thank you so much to all my friends, family and supporters who believed, prayed, wished and hoped with me. This victory is as much yours as it is mine! I love you guys! Oh, and yes, see you in Manila and let he coffee flow! The Batchoy boils over!
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