So Global Warming Didn't Hit Heat...

...Strange how Heat seems to be on the Ice Age. Made me want to scream, "Dayum, what was that... a bad case of overheat?"

To illustrate my point to the ehem- less patient readers---
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I was (barely) watching the Chi - Mia on my BB earlier, when a friend asks, "who's playing?"
 (**My lines in italics. Italics in parentheses, are my tactless silent thoughts.)
"Bulls vs. Heat."

"Bulls? Where Jordan played for?"

"Yes- those Bulls."

"Ah. Meron pa pala nyan?"

"Yup! Ito nga o."

"San ka?" (Nandito.)

"Heat. Pero mukhang alangan. Kakatuwa lang manood."

"Ahh. May magaling ba sa Bulls? Bukod kay Jordan?" (Kalurky ka na. Puro ka Jordan. Space Jam lang ata alam :)  )

Then this part we see.


http://bit.ly/gNQvdX (click on this link if you can't see the video!)

What a slap on dear Lebron James's and Dwayne Wade's faces. (I think I heard a, "Lebron and Wade, WHO?!"), Way to go ROSE!

(The voice inside my head just said... SIBLEHHHH!)

And to "clap" it all off.... the Bulls win by a single point. (I hear you, "who wuddathought?"-- ok, they had were ahead the first half after all.)

So again, I have yet to see more of Lebron, and here's to hoping I see him battle it out with Kobe in the finals. (ASA!!!! LOL! -- ok , fine, but I've got the admit, the future for them-- kind of looks.. cold. For now.) 

And to my friend, the Bulls, are not just about Jordan. Or Pippen, if you remember him. Just as Philippine sports, is not just about Pacman.Or the Younghusbands.

Clubbing 101 For the Guys and Girls I love the Most

(This is dedicated to you, you, and you.)

I was never the 'certified' clubber. Neither am I the party animal. In fact, I will probably never stand out in a crowd, be the drop dead gorgeous head turner, nor THAT girl you met at the club.

In fact, I am the most ordinary girl you see there, and probably not in the best (skimpiest or sexiest, whichever way you define it) party dress anyway. But yes, when I’m there, I’m there dancing. Dancing, singing, drinking (something which I’ve been holding the whole night) and just plain having a good time.

I’m no Georgina Wilson, but my blurry eyes are quite sure I’m no wicked witch of the netherworld either. I would normally wish a Derek Ramsey-ish guy would dance with me and get my number, but that may just be too good to be true.  I’d settle for an Enchong Dee, or a Jericho Rosales, really. And I guess among the guys I’ve “met” in these bars/ clubs, none of them have a faint resemblance. Haha. (Sorry po.)

So, if you’re not these guys, or have only 10% resemblance, chances are, girls didn’t turn their heads on you either. J (Remember, 10% accounts ONLY for the fact that Derek Ramsey, and you, are both human.) Yes, whether or not they look like Anne Curtis or Sam Pinto.

Don’t keep your hopes up. Have fun anyway. Meet people. Have fun. Party! Party hard but keep responsibly sane, so you have something fun to talk about the day after.

So from a girl- friend’s point-of-view, in simple numbered form, here’s what I have to say. J

1.       We may have glanced at you, once or twice, but that doesn’t mean we like you already. Take it easy. We’re here to have relax, let loose and have fun.

2.       If you do catch us glancing at you more than thrice, of course we are checking you out.  BUT we know you’re checking us out too, if you catch us looking that much already.  

3.       If we check you out, pretty please swing by, and let’s talk awhile? We don’t want to be overly aggressive at this point, really.

4.       If we stare at you, don’t IMMEDIATELY think you’re hot. Chances are you’re not.  You’re probably weirding out. Get a grip of yourself, check if you have something on your face. (If that, at all on your head is a face.)

5.        Some of us may dress a little to skimpily, but that doesn’t give you the permission to throw yourselves at us. We just wanted to feel and look great about ourselves, with or without you.

6.       We don’t really like talking to drunk guys. So keep it a “responsibly-tipsy” level.

7.       Stop staring at our front-sides and rear ends. We have eyes. On our faces.

8.       Please, make it a conscious effort to smell good. And look good.  Please stop wearing your granpa’s shirt. And your granpa’s perfume.  Do so, and we’ll set you up with one of our lolas.

9.       Small talk is great! Please layoff talking about the Dewey Decimal System though. One short word to describe why we’re here:  (to have )FUN.

10.   We, are not looking for a serious relationship in a club. Get real. We are smart enough to know you aren’t either. This isn’t just the place.

11.   We know we aren’t the only ones you checked out. It’s OK. Really.

12.   If you ask for our number and we don’t want to give it, don’t be annoying, just drop it. Means we’re not interested. If we do give you our number, and we don’t answer, please stop calling and texting within two days tops. GET A CLUE.

13.   If we walk away when you dance, we’re not interested. In you, in dancing with you,  or just plain getting seen near you. Period.  Ok the last one’s too mean but go somewhere else but near us.

14.   If we do get a little bit too comfy with you, don’t take advantage of the situation. We may have sipped a little too much a-a-a-a-alcohol.  A girl will still love guys with respect, after all.

AND FOR MY GIRLS…

(mga ganda, hindi ako mahilig gaano sa ganito, pero once in a while, go na. nakakaburyong din magbasa nang magbasa, diba? Personal growth. Widening of horizons, ika nga.)

1.       Guys will be guys. They will have their p__________ thoughts, so be a step ahead.

2.       Sexy is not synonymous to skimpy, or almost naked.

3.       Don’t settle for a troll when you know a Brad Pitt is checking you out. OK, so that’s exag. Piolo Pascual na lang, para realistic. LOL

4.       You look gorgeous. Go ahead and dance.  …as Katy said, “You just gotta igniiite the liiight and leeet it shiiine…just own the night like the fourth of July…”

5.       All guys are bolero. They just come in levels—like grade one bolero, grade two, three, and so on. And us girls, kahit may masteral na, still love ‘em. The “bola,” I mean. Some though, get too irritating. See? I know, you know better.

6.       Clubs may be calorie-laden. a) Drinks may be sugar or carb-packed and b) these places may be full of eye candy! (Emphasis on EYE). Anything too much, is bad for the health.

7.       You can have fun without getting stoned. Or drugged. Look after yourself too – you’re smarter than they think.

8.       A lot of guys were born presko and you know that. It takes a great girl to level his air down.

9.       Whoever said, “dance like nobody’s watching,” is right. Nobody said, “strip like nobody’s watching,” right?

10.   If you and your boyfriend get things unbelievably heated up, prove to be the smart girl. Save it. Or go get a room at least. It’s a club, a public party! Unless you both have dreams of becoming porn stars. (Ok, count me out!)

11.   What’s FUN without “U”? If you drink too much, you lose yourself.  Trust me, guys don’t like the smell of puke either. Having fun, is not synonymous to getting drunk.

12.   Listen to Beyonce and Lady Gaga. “Hello, hello, baby you called, I can’t hear a thing… not that I don’t like you, I’m just tryin to party...” Stop tweeting everything you do, every song that plays, every move you make, every guy who approaches you.  Let go, have fun.

13.   If you can’t dance in heels, dance in pretty flats. The party’s all about having fun. Unless you call blistering feet and possible ankle sprains, enjoyable.

14.   You don’t have to give your number out if you don’t want to. You don’t have to respond to a call/ text if you ever do. Your choice, babe. J

15.   Relax, enjoy the night. Trust me, that guy, isn’t serious. If he is, you’ll find out eventually. But, “you don’t get down, not on the first night!”

(OK, I still wish I can go to an LMFAO gig. Or something.)

So come on, let’s party! J

 (...WHY, WHY DID I EVER WRITE THIS ON A MONDAY?)

10 Reasons Why Pinays Dig (Pro) Basketball Players

For the sole intention of laughter only. Not based on experience or whatsoever. Players do not kill me. :)  

10. Who can resist the cuts that seem to have come naturally? Talk about h-o-t. (But yeah, so are football players. More exposure for the hoop players though.)

9. They are easier to spot than football players, in and off court. PBA airs live at least thrice a week, may close up and slow mo’s pa. If we’re lucky, some cameramen shoot in their dugouts without their jerseys on. Football players have their games shot mostly at aerial/ wide views. Too fast paced action: it’s hard to stare. (Besides the Younghusbands, sige ladies, give me 7 more Filipino pro-football players without googling. AND DAVID BECKHAM does not count. He’s not an AZKAL for crying out loud ;p)

8. Basketball players are toned- down celebrities. Ladies get starstruck when seeing them, and it’s harder to find out more about them than showbiz hunks. “Mysterious” types.

7. Root word, ball. Filipino, bola. Mambobola. They’re well-trained! Haha. LOL . Peace, ballers. J (Masarap mabola,minsan. Kahit alam nyo na. Haha.)

6. YEA Pro-ballers earn a lot in their career. A lot. Talk about being “gifted.” (This one’s from the guys and the girls’ POV.)

5. These guys’ girls get all the courtside seats. And then, other people check them out too! Instant “celebrity” status. Liga level, or Pro-ball level.

4. Pro-basketball players, are likely to have career shifts sooner or later. Paras went on to be a comedian. Jason Webb, is still reporting courtside. Look at Artadi. Ngayon pa lang, guest dancer na sa ASAP. Who says walang future sa sports?! Think again. And oh, don’t forget SENATOR Jaworski.

3. These guys got some swag. Irresistible. Head-turning, brain-tickling swag.

2. Pro-basketball players, CAN be really sweet and malambing and all that to their partners/ gfs/ wives. (As long as it lasts anyway. Or as long as they’re not busted! As Mo Twister said in one of his show, “Pero basketball player yan eh!”) So here are a few examples… (of the good stories anyway.)  

 Example: Gabe Norwood and his beautiful wife. This guy’s really sweet. In twitter as I see it, at the very least. Example number 2: Vince Hizon and Patricia Bermudez. Who can forget his live proposal to her?  Example 3. Rich Alvarez and Kyla: Did anyone else see his proposal on SOP a few weeks back?

AND finally on number 1...

  Basketball is the Philippines’ favorite sport. Basketball players are everywhere. So it’s a matter of choosing between the tambays and the ‘serious’ hoops players.

 I’d go for the one who’s got game too, again, liga or pro-ball level. AT LEAST hindi kalakihan ang tiyan :)

Disclaimer:  Ang lahat ng ito ay pawang kathang isip lamang, na may halong katotohanan. Hehe. Not based on any study or any statistically sound research I conducted. Just for the fun of it.

Footnote: If you think I should make a study out of this, let me know. Maybe I'd consider. Hehehe.

Look at What I found from the old blog site...eww :)

 

So, why am I sharing this? Got me laughing at myself. Wonder how long it will take me to realize this "blog" relocation / reconstruction will have the same effect.

So ok, enjoy. While I try to lift out some more of my personal favorite self- posts. :)

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Thursday, January 27, 2005

jabines: drama ko lang, patula tula

DILIM

Sa pagmulat ko,
nasaksihan ko ang langit
Nadama ko ang saya ng araw at mga ibon,
Narinig ang kanilang matamis na sambit

Sa pagmulat ko,
Wari ko'y naroon ka na
Na lalo pang nagpaliwanag
Sa isang maaliwalas na umaga

Sa pagmulat ko,
Nakita ko ang isang simula
Batid ko'y walang pangamba
Ang anumang haharapin,
Pasakit man o dusa

Nakita ko ang aking sarili, masaya, nakangiti
Umaawit, pinapanalangin, umaasa--
Sa mga pangarap at kinabukasang naroon ka

Nakita ko ang giliw sa iyong mga mata
Nakita kita, masaya.

Nakita kong minahal mo rin ako,
Tulad ng akala mo..
Nakita ko na minsan,
Ika'y naging totoo...

Nakita kita...
Ngunit ni minsan ay hindi nadama..

Sa pagmulat ko,
Naintindihan ko na...
Ako'y bulag pala.
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Oo na, baduy na.

My Thoughts as a Post EDSA Revolution Baby

Coming from what I call “alone time” or singlehood appreciation experience, I decide to make my last stop for the day. To EDSA Shrine! 

I took a jeep from Greenhills lugging Chione around. Not the safest thing to do, but cabs seemed to make a temporary disappearing act that night.

I just had to do what I had to do.

For (what was only!) the 2^nd time in my life, I decide to visit the EDSA shrine. Galle, yes, I’ve been to countless times but the EDSA Shrine? The first time I actually stepped foot on the historical Church was three years ago, when I was so bent on seeing was this place was like since no one really took me there.  

There was just too much hullaballoo over the 25^th anniversary of the People Power Revolution; as we all know, the EDSA Shrine was where the Filipinos congregated in February 25, 1986 to peacefully oust a once-loved dictator.

I stare at the large statue of Mama Mary as soon as I step off the jeepney. I say a little prayer, and proceeded to the staircase going up –somewhere. Out of curiosity, I walked  around ‘til I found a security personnel  and asked him if I could go up.

“Anong gagawin mo sa taas?”

“Gusto ko lang po malaman anong nasa taas. First time ko po.”

“Sige lang,” he said. I hurried up. Siguro maraming umaakyat na rugby boys dito, di kaya?

Looking around, I’m pretty sure there were stations of the cross there. There was what seemed to be a conference/ meeting hall.  I got pretty scared to walk around because it was too dark. I’ll go around the back area some other time. The ghost of the living mumu might just appear. Haha. And I was NOT about to compromise Chione to some thug. Else I might get my boxing skills on. Really.

So there were the bells. I could see Mama Mary’s backside, and the sprawling jungle of cars along EDSA, the buses and pedestrians around Galleria. Cool. I was mesmerized. I sat down on the floor and just looked around. I loved how Robinsons Galleria has improved its façade and its area so that maybe, more people can stare at the EDSA Shrine too, from Starbucks, perhaps? Maybe give some thought and justice to the legacy it stands for. (I am so tempted to place a hashtag, #wishkolang; if only this was a tweet!)

View from the EDSA Shrine Deck

So zooming in on to my point of writing this: what does the EDSA Shrine stand for now? Is this the freedom that the Filipinos always wanted?

I will look forward to the coverage of today’s festivities on replay, probably tonight on TV.  What took place? What are we Filipinos are even talking about? Why is twitter flooded with #EDSA pictures, posts and political hecklers? Was it was worth a day off for the students?

                                 

Sure, I would have wanted a day off too. I would have wanted to drop by the  Shrine today, if only we had free time to witness it. Some people are actually on leave to witness it; well, since my colleagues were present during the “silent” revolution in 1986. (I was probably a 7-week old fetus by that time.)

I wonder who goes to EDSA Shrine to fervently pray for a confused nation like ours.

I wonder, “is this how we define freedom? That we can zoom through EDSA without getting noticed by the MMDA? That we can party til we drop at Republiq, Kyss or Encore without curfews?”

So much for that. But how have your lives improved since then? What would our lives have been if f Ninoy wasn’t assassinated? If Marcos wasn’t ousted? If this Shrine, stood for a memory of something else?

I may live ‘til the People Power’s Golden Anniversary, but I have yet to see how free and improved the Philippines should have been 50 years later. I hope the People Power’s essence shines through. I hope the Shrine will stand out more than being, “the Church fronting Galle.”

So lead us, dearest Lord.  

Run, Run United on March 6!

The same time last year, I was so psyched about running and joining RUN UNITED. For an event which was so hyped, it certainly delivered the expectations of the THOUSANDS who registered, and even exceeding what everybody else expected.

Believe me, it's one of the best runs I've ever seen.  One million plus points for involving not just the registered runners, but the runners' families as well. Google it, and I assure you, I'm not the only one saying that.

Run United 1 2011 is set on March 6, 2011. Yes, that's this Sunday. Yes, it's at the Fort, and no, there will be no onsite registration. All slots have been taken and they were gone FAST. That's the simplest way we can say: YES, the Run United events are worth it, and yes, registration sells like hotcakes. (I slacked off registration, and even I, was unable to get a slot! Buhhh-mmer.)

That sucks. I am not missing the Run United 2. And right now I am wishing Santa delivers me an early present -- a bike. (Ehem. XS - S frame, please Santa. Please? I've been good. So far. :D ) 'Cos, unless you haven't you heard, Bike United rocked too!

If you're complaining that organizers should open more slots, try to understand, this is a run, and we don't want to feel like we went to some political rally. Let's let the runners and enthusiasts do what they have to do.

'Wag na nga kasi mainggit!...

So... if you missed out on a slot, stop sulking (or making excuses), postpone that Satur-date night and head on the Fort on March 6th.

OH, didn't I tell you yet?

                                                        Anooo ba...

The Active Health Village is open to everybody.

Really! It's really free for all. Bring lolo, lola,  mommy, daddy, ate, kuya and experience what's in store for all of you at the Active Health village. There's a zone for every member of the family. :) (Ummm Bantay, Blackie or Whitie doesn't count yet, but who knows, maybe on the next event? Well, there's a whole lot of space for you to walk them at the BHS vicinity. You'll look overly sosy pa. Just make sure your pet doesn't have galis.)


And for all you showbiz people asking -- "sinong celebrities ang pupunta?..."

I DON'T KNOW!!! :) Hindi po kami close. Hehehe.

Well, yeah, I have some ideas, but just GO, and see for yourself. I assure you, it will be worth your while. (For the record, I did see Diether Ocampo, Sen. Pia Cayetano, Coach Norman Black, Alvin Patrimonio, Akiko Thompson, the Gonzaga sisters, Ryan Agoncillo, among many others, last year.)

(And if you don't see anyone, you can console yourselves looking at guys and girls in sexy running shorts at the very least. That's HOT if you ask me! Mucho freebies from the village to boot.)

See you on Sunday!

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Snippets from last year's event:

The ABI Runner Friends



See all those bags I'm lugging? Besides my spare clothes, yes they were freebies!



Photo Courtesy of Photovendo. Thanks!



You Gotta Give it to Kobe! (The Philippine Premiere of The Black Mamba) - Repost

(Content originally posted at http://hoops.blink.ph/2011/02/24/you-gotta-give-it-to-kobe-the-philippine-premiere-of-the-black-mamba/  VISIT the hoops.blink.ph and follow on twitter too! @hooph) 


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Set - Up: Impressive!

  “Nice trailer…” goes the guy beside me. I look at him suppressing my “are-you-serious?!” look. I managed to calmly say, “Kuya, that was it.”

“Ha? Hindi, trailer ata!”

“Kuya, yun na nga yun. PRAMIS!”  Music roars again (thank you DJ Mars Miranda –follow him on twitter @marsmiranda) and finally they cut the message across, “THAT’S IT FOLKS!”  Robert Rodriguez does it again and under six minutes at that!

So thank God for Robert Rodriguez’s genius, Nike’s setup and overflowing Charlie’s to boot --- the Black Mamba Philippine premiere was everything a Kobe fan would’ve wanted… except for those who brought their clueless girlfriends along to RONAC Art Center that day.

 

RONAC Art Center Staircase



(Overheard: Hon,  akala ko ba premiere showing ng movie ‘to? Bakit yun lang?  Dude, c’mon! You should’ve briefed her. Or I hope you at least took her out for another date movie! )

Nike, with Ogilvy, transformed the RONAC Court into a fitting mini- movie house for the launch of Robert Rodriguez’s the Black Mamba. Amazing film, actually. Great effects. If only it passed a bare minimum 10 minutes. So, I can’t blame the expecting audience for wanting more. The event was nonetheless well-attended; although of course, there’s no pleasing everybody.

Sighted were Talk and Text’s (36^th PBA Season Champs) big men Jared Dillinger, Harvey Carey and the Mighty Mouse, Jimmy Alapag.  LA Tenorio and Rico Maierhofer graced the event as well.

The short film which stars Kobe Bryant, Robert Rodriguez, Danny Trejo, Bruce Willis and Kanye West, is a “movie” about the making of the movie that Rodriguez pitches to Kobe. What we see is the “movie” and how they see it happening in their minds.

 I loved how a lot of wit was thrown in their lines, no matter how short the roles were.  And for the record, Kobe has “on-screen” presence! Not bad, not bad at all. As for Kanye, well, it was his bad-ass self probably that made him effective for the bad boss character.

The Nike shop at the Deck opened its doors for the guests after the premiere, and boy, was it packed! The shop, which seemed to hold the premiere after party, was full of people queued to purchase the latest Kobe 6 shoes, among many other wholly-owned Nike subsidiary brands.




With the event host, Aaron Atayde

 

Good music, good food (for those who missed it, beer was served too! Party talaga!) and a great Kobe cheerin,’ Nike lovin’ crowd.

Kudos to Nike and the All-Star MVP, Kobe!

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“Heroes come and go but legends are forever.” (Excerpt from The Black Mamba)

  

 

In the end, si Danding pa rin ang Winner!