Kaloka lang ang Alexandra Wallace. Napanood ko sa youtube ang bilat. Nilait lait nya lang naman ang kultura ng mga Asyang. Kesyo daw tiga UCLA sha at nag aaral ng political science. Naiimbey daw sha kumvakit pag weekends eh more ang gorabelles ng mga jumag aneyk ng mga asyang sa apartment at maglalaba ipagsa-shopping, lulutuan at kung anek anek pa ng mga kamag-aneyk ang mga studyanteng Asyang. Eh gaga ka fala, ganun talaga kami teh! Servitude kami teh sa mga familyey gagah!
Tafos, nasa library nga daw sha nag aaral at nung malapit na daw sha magka Epifany eh bigla mag riring ang isang nyelpown at mag kukuda ang isang Asyang. Sabi pa ng bilat. Wooooohhhh!!! Ching Chong Ling Long Ting Tong! Gagang toh! Laitin ba ang lengwahe ng Asyang na mas matanda pa kesa sa markanong lengwahe na hiram hiram lang sa kung sa anek anek na lengwalalur?
Ang pinakanakakaloka, aba, di pa na kuntento ang hitad, at doon na talaga ako na jiniz de belen sa kanyey~ Aba'y pakialaman ba naman ang tsunami! Kesyo na iintindihan daw nya na nagka tsunami kayah lang nakaka disturbances daw sa Epiphany nya! Gaga! Sino ka ba sa kala mo si Chaka Khan na magkaka epiphany ka? Kalokah! Kailangan daw mag ka American manners ang mga Asyang. Gagang toh! Di ko ipupromote ang video nya kasi shinonggal na nya at kinlose ang channel nya pero kalat na sa youtube ang panlalait ng gaga. Instead, in my own way, itrak ang masasabi ko lang. Kung itrak ang mga Asyang na magchi-Ching Chong Ling Long Ting Tong sa library, gagah, magpapatayo ako ng sariling Library ko. Well, Music Library at least. Gagang bilat na toh! Honey you need to get laid. Nandun ang Epiphany na hinahanap mo.
Oh well... itrak na ang mga Asyang na felt ko maka Ching Chong Ling Long Ting Tong sa Library ko. Enjoy Batchoy Denizens. Pakisabuyan ng mainit init na batchoy ang hitad na bilat pag nakita nyo. Please lang!
Nung 2008 ko pa na feature ang Asyang na to kaya nangunguna sha
Love ko ang Song. Love ko na rin sha! Anuver!
Yummy lang sha! Ganda ng song. Atchaka, love nya daw ako. Kaya sha na talaga for now. Hehehehe. Gruff Chubby lang! Woof!
Kaya kay Alexandra Wallace, because I am a nice decent Filipino and Asian that my Mom raised well, with free laundry over the weekends, grocery shopping and all that shit, and growing up talking to my friends without any Ching Chong Ling Long Ting Tong thing, hindi ka pwede sa Library ko letche kah! Peace on the Batchoyan Library. Chos!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Gone
I feel very very sad. I dunno why I only blog here when I'm sad and I certainly would not want this to be a habit but here I am updating this blog because I'm sad.
Tonight, my photo artist friend Babak Niaraki and I drove around the city to look for subjects to photograph for the pictures for my poetry book. We were looking for doors. Good doors. Solid doors, bamboo doors, battered doors, shattered doors. Basta, doors. We passed by my favorite ruins. This is the Laguda Mansion at Gen. Hughes St., near Colegio del Sagrado Corazon De Jesus. He told me that a new hotel was being constructed, and I didn't realize what he was telling me until I saw that the ruins were gone. Nothing left! Everything was cleared out and the hotel he was telling me about will rise in the same exact spot where the ruins were.
It broke my heart! Gone! Nada! Nothing.
I have always been proud of those ruins. I have always found deep mystery and beauty in those ruins. Remember an old post I wrote about Fort San Pedro, calling the place my secret sanctuary? These ruins are actually somewhere near, and every time I'd go to Fort San Pedro, I would pass by these ruins all the time.
Those ruins have always meant so much for me. I find beauty in the structure. It represented so much for me and it has always been poetic for me. I always told myself that if I had the money, I would buy the property, secure the ruins by checking its structural integrity and augmenting it if needed be or restoring it, then having an open air cafe on it. Now its gone. Razed and bulldozed to the ground. I dunno what else to say. My heart simply bleeds. I feel at a loss.
Here are photos taken from the net of how the ruins looked like.
Credit: Photo above by Marcos Chymera exploreILOILO.comSuceeding Photos from http://ilonggos.net
I scanned my old friendster account remembering I once posted pictures I took with my cellphone camera. I found two. Only two of them.
Tonight I mourn yet another personal and artistic loss. No more grand photo shoot by the ruins. No more performance poetry sessions to be held there. No more book launch. Goodbye my favorite ruins.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
This is it!
This is it!
I have always been afraid to publish. Mostly because I have been afraid of the discriminating critics. There are times when I even stop myself from submitting to Folios and Anthologies. I don't know, maybe this is the writers version of stage-fright. And then, this year came.
I do not remember anymore how it started. I posted poems on my facebook notes and most of them took on the same vein. Erotica. I am originally a writer in Hiligaynon, and the poems I consider well crafted and those I love best are in the language, but from time to time, I also produce pieces in English and Filipino. The erotic poems are in English. Then, one of the poems I posted was featured in an online website by the Asia Writes Project. This gave me a deep feeling of satisfaction and affirmation as a writer.
As the facebook poem/notes continued to grow, I would often get comments. Why not publish a collection of poetry? As usual, my 'stage-fright' comes up. But this year, I might have overcome this. I decided, this is my year. Finally, I will pursue publication. I will live up to that title I use when I travel abroad. The one I place under 'Occupation' - author.
At this point, I have finished writing the 50 poems that will make up the compilation of the Erotic Poetry, and yes, I also have a working title for the book.
YES! Book! I am braving publishing my first ever Book! Under my own name, solo!
Whew! I feel overwhelmed and excited.
There is no turning back. I just pray that this will go well until the book is finally launched.
What comes next will be editing, reviewing, revising and rewriting the poems if needed. After which, I will meet with my photographer friend Babak Niaraki to brainstorm on the photos for the book. I intend the book to be a coffee table poetry book of sorts, with 50 poems and an accompanying photograph for each poem. Well, technically, since it is Erotica, it will be a bedside table book, then. After this, I am sending the manuscript to my Literary Mother, John Iremil E. Teodoro for further editing and critique. She will also have the honor of writing and Introduction to the Collection. After which, we will then be marketing the Folio to publishers. Whew!
For now, I will celebrate the collection's completion with unrestrained hibernation and a good nights sleep!
Oh by the way, the working title of the book is
"The Unfinished Phoenix Tattoo"
and other poems of Longing, Love and Lust
(Well, mostly, Lust)
Whew! I am ecstatic! Wish me luck Batchoy Denizens and pray
that this pushes through, well up until launching!
I have always been afraid to publish. Mostly because I have been afraid of the discriminating critics. There are times when I even stop myself from submitting to Folios and Anthologies. I don't know, maybe this is the writers version of stage-fright. And then, this year came.
I do not remember anymore how it started. I posted poems on my facebook notes and most of them took on the same vein. Erotica. I am originally a writer in Hiligaynon, and the poems I consider well crafted and those I love best are in the language, but from time to time, I also produce pieces in English and Filipino. The erotic poems are in English. Then, one of the poems I posted was featured in an online website by the Asia Writes Project. This gave me a deep feeling of satisfaction and affirmation as a writer.
As the facebook poem/notes continued to grow, I would often get comments. Why not publish a collection of poetry? As usual, my 'stage-fright' comes up. But this year, I might have overcome this. I decided, this is my year. Finally, I will pursue publication. I will live up to that title I use when I travel abroad. The one I place under 'Occupation' - author.
At this point, I have finished writing the 50 poems that will make up the compilation of the Erotic Poetry, and yes, I also have a working title for the book.
YES! Book! I am braving publishing my first ever Book! Under my own name, solo!
Whew! I feel overwhelmed and excited.
There is no turning back. I just pray that this will go well until the book is finally launched.
What comes next will be editing, reviewing, revising and rewriting the poems if needed. After which, I will meet with my photographer friend Babak Niaraki to brainstorm on the photos for the book. I intend the book to be a coffee table poetry book of sorts, with 50 poems and an accompanying photograph for each poem. Well, technically, since it is Erotica, it will be a bedside table book, then. After this, I am sending the manuscript to my Literary Mother, John Iremil E. Teodoro for further editing and critique. She will also have the honor of writing and Introduction to the Collection. After which, we will then be marketing the Folio to publishers. Whew!
For now, I will celebrate the collection's completion with unrestrained hibernation and a good nights sleep!
Oh by the way, the working title of the book is
"The Unfinished Phoenix Tattoo"
and other poems of Longing, Love and Lust
(Well, mostly, Lust)
Whew! I am ecstatic! Wish me luck Batchoy Denizens and pray
that this pushes through, well up until launching!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Hope Never Dies
Hope Never Dies
My heart is heavy and burdened tonight and my eyes are blurry with tears.
I turn to the solace I know best. Writing. I admit that I have not posted any updates in this blog for a long time. It is Facebook's fault! It takes most of my time and the poetry folio I am compiling is also taking much of my writing time, but tonight, I come home to the batchoyan. I come home to the comforts of my denizens, who, hopefully are still there, and, as according to my feedjit tool, still continues to check for new posts from me. I am sorry that I come home with a heavy heart. It seems to me that my last few posts are all about one thing. Deaths. Well I'm so sorry that this has to be another one of those.
Her name is Sheila Mae. She is fondly called 'Hope' or 'Hopyang'. She is a cousin. Our moms are sisters. I am older than her by 4 years. She was the closest cousin I ever had in my whole life. We were neighbors. Literally our houses almost share a wall. You could imagine how close that would be. We grew up together. We had a beautiful childhood. Because we lived near the sea, or literally ON the sea, since the back kitchen portion of the house have posts stuck to the sand of the sea itself. We would swim together, play at the vacant portion in front of the chapel in our baranggay. We did lessons and assignments together. Our birthdays are on the same month, she on the 10th of March, I on the 31st. She was Hopiang and I was Manoy Zambo.
Years later, we transferred to where we are living right now. The house is still there, but we are already staying here at our new house. We kinda drifted apart as is what happens when you relocate and then, life gets the better of you. I would still see her at family gatherings such as weddings, funerals, birthdays and the like, and every time, the years melt away just like that. We would find ourselves laughing and chattering away. And oh, now, she has two adorable children. Gab, 5 years old and Alexia 1 year old. Then tonight happened.
She was rushed to the hospital days back when she had severe asthma attacks and simply dropped unconscious. The doctors said she was Dead On Arrival, but due to timely intervention, she was revived. However, she was comatose. We prayed for her. It was a miracle that she was revived, and we believed that the miracle of her waking up from her condition was only a matter of time. She had seizures. We kept hoping and praying, and this morning, I heard the news that she was being transferred to a semi-ward. She had stabilized but she contracted an infection, but she can now be moved out from the Intensive Care Unit.
It was Valentines day and so I went out and had dinner. I had a most lovely and pleasant evening but was aghast to discover upon my logging on to my facebook account that she expired at around 10:00 PM tonight.
The happy childhood memories flooded back to me. I can not help it. The tears kept flowing and flowing and flowing. I will miss her so much.
Yes, the blog title is very true. Hope never dies. She may have gone well and rested in the loving arms of God, but no, she will never die. She will live on forever in my heart, my mind and my memories. Hope, thank you so much for sharing your life with me. Thank you for the wonderful childhood days that would never have been the same without you. I shall cherish them forever. Sad as it may seem, and against my will, I commend your soul to the almighty. Even if I think you are too young at 27, to be already gone. Langga, Manoy Zambo loves you so much. I am sorry if I have not been there when you would have needed me, but surely I will always remember what you said : "Noy, indi mo gid ko ya malipatan kay ngalan ko sigarilyo mo - HOPE! (Noy, you will never forget me because my name is your cigarettes - HOPE). Yes, langga, I will never ever forget you, and yes langga, you will always be my bestest clostest and most favoritest cousin in the whole world. Farewell, Hopyang. You, Hope, will never die! Till we meet again! The seas await us! And then we shall play the games of our childhood days once more. I love you!
My heart is heavy and burdened tonight and my eyes are blurry with tears.
I turn to the solace I know best. Writing. I admit that I have not posted any updates in this blog for a long time. It is Facebook's fault! It takes most of my time and the poetry folio I am compiling is also taking much of my writing time, but tonight, I come home to the batchoyan. I come home to the comforts of my denizens, who, hopefully are still there, and, as according to my feedjit tool, still continues to check for new posts from me. I am sorry that I come home with a heavy heart. It seems to me that my last few posts are all about one thing. Deaths. Well I'm so sorry that this has to be another one of those.
Her name is Sheila Mae. She is fondly called 'Hope' or 'Hopyang'. She is a cousin. Our moms are sisters. I am older than her by 4 years. She was the closest cousin I ever had in my whole life. We were neighbors. Literally our houses almost share a wall. You could imagine how close that would be. We grew up together. We had a beautiful childhood. Because we lived near the sea, or literally ON the sea, since the back kitchen portion of the house have posts stuck to the sand of the sea itself. We would swim together, play at the vacant portion in front of the chapel in our baranggay. We did lessons and assignments together. Our birthdays are on the same month, she on the 10th of March, I on the 31st. She was Hopiang and I was Manoy Zambo.
Years later, we transferred to where we are living right now. The house is still there, but we are already staying here at our new house. We kinda drifted apart as is what happens when you relocate and then, life gets the better of you. I would still see her at family gatherings such as weddings, funerals, birthdays and the like, and every time, the years melt away just like that. We would find ourselves laughing and chattering away. And oh, now, she has two adorable children. Gab, 5 years old and Alexia 1 year old. Then tonight happened.
She was rushed to the hospital days back when she had severe asthma attacks and simply dropped unconscious. The doctors said she was Dead On Arrival, but due to timely intervention, she was revived. However, she was comatose. We prayed for her. It was a miracle that she was revived, and we believed that the miracle of her waking up from her condition was only a matter of time. She had seizures. We kept hoping and praying, and this morning, I heard the news that she was being transferred to a semi-ward. She had stabilized but she contracted an infection, but she can now be moved out from the Intensive Care Unit.
It was Valentines day and so I went out and had dinner. I had a most lovely and pleasant evening but was aghast to discover upon my logging on to my facebook account that she expired at around 10:00 PM tonight.
The happy childhood memories flooded back to me. I can not help it. The tears kept flowing and flowing and flowing. I will miss her so much.
Yes, the blog title is very true. Hope never dies. She may have gone well and rested in the loving arms of God, but no, she will never die. She will live on forever in my heart, my mind and my memories. Hope, thank you so much for sharing your life with me. Thank you for the wonderful childhood days that would never have been the same without you. I shall cherish them forever. Sad as it may seem, and against my will, I commend your soul to the almighty. Even if I think you are too young at 27, to be already gone. Langga, Manoy Zambo loves you so much. I am sorry if I have not been there when you would have needed me, but surely I will always remember what you said : "Noy, indi mo gid ko ya malipatan kay ngalan ko sigarilyo mo - HOPE! (Noy, you will never forget me because my name is your cigarettes - HOPE). Yes, langga, I will never ever forget you, and yes langga, you will always be my bestest clostest and most favoritest cousin in the whole world. Farewell, Hopyang. You, Hope, will never die! Till we meet again! The seas await us! And then we shall play the games of our childhood days once more. I love you!
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Don't Dare Me!
Makulit ka lang din naman kuya no?
Masaya kang kausap. Masarap kakwentuhan.
Seryosohan. Bastusan. Lahat na!
Kumusta naman sa Roma, bebe?
Hulog ka ng langit at masaya dahil napadpad ka sa batchoyan
Uwi ka na sa Pinas kasi pakasalan mo na ako.
I Love You Ramses Mejia!
At wag ako dinedare magsisisi ka!
Walang burahan to!
Makulit ka lang din naman kuya no?
Masaya kang kausap. Masarap kakwentuhan.
Seryosohan. Bastusan. Lahat na!
Kumusta naman sa Roma, bebe?
Hulog ka ng langit at masaya dahil napadpad ka sa batchoyan
Uwi ka na sa Pinas kasi pakasalan mo na ako.
I Love You Ramses Mejia!
At wag ako dinedare magsisisi ka!
Walang burahan to!
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Epic F
And while at it, elsewhere in the lofty halls of Senate, another 'oh so brilliant I am dazed and dazzled' Senator has this to say.
Senate Bill 2639, authored by the highly intelligent Senator Lito Lapid, seeks to regulate and mandate that Billboards be either in English or Filipino only. If it be in a foreign language, it should contain the English or Filipino Translation. He says that signs in other languages 'alienate' the Filipinos. The Senator added, "It is incumbent upon the State to instill and maintain a sense of nationalism among dwellers... We, as Filipinos, should never be subjected to the alienation and seclusion that we are experiencing due to this phenomenon."
Brilliant, right? Now let's start at Binondo and Ongpin, where there is a proliferation of strange calligraphic signs. We don't know that the sign means 'restaurant' right? Or that it means 'internet cafe,' right? Oh and we are sooo alienated! Thank you so much, Senator!
Photo Credits:
http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.pinoy-ofw.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/lito-lapid.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.pinoy-ofw.com/news/4357-senator-lito-lapid-seeks-50-postal-discount-ofw-families.html&usg=__XDw8Eo-zjAomVM8AU18TO2u9IZQ=&h=320&w=229&sz=16&hl=en&start=4&sig2=dSdq2L5rrQgG-xTKtULWcw&zoom=1&tbnid=TU_zvihNAUaW-M:&tbnh=118&tbnw=84&ei=H6E6TbDMJYK8cJ-P0IUH&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dlito%2Blapid%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D579%26gbv%3D2%26tbs%3Disch:1&itbs=1
Winner si Tiyay
Winner si Tiya'y ko Mirring Lukring
Seeking to ammend Article 248 of the Revised Penal Code, Senate Bill 455 seeks to include all Digital MEdia Practitioners in the Protection afforded by the law.
“With the popularity of blogs and video-sharing websites such as YouTube, there are now a lot of people who regularly post sensitive political commentaries online, with content similar to those traditionally published in newspapers or broadcasted over the television. It is clear that practitioners of the digital media are exposed to the same dangers that print and broadcast media practitioners are exposed to, so they should likewise be given protection by the law,” she said.
Winner ka gid ya Chay! It's only a matter of time, that what I once proposed in this blog become a reality too. The revisiting of other National Laws to include the virtual community online, such as the revising of the Omnibus Elections Code, to include the reality and impact of the cyber community in our political exercise. Mabuhay ka Tiya'y!
Read the downloadable copy of the Bill HERE
Photo Credits:
http://www.coolbuster.net/2011/01/senate-bill-455.html
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