BADING SI MARIA CLARA AND IBA PA

What if Maria Clara is a babaeng bakla? How will she behave? I've got this forwarded message the other day and I can't help but laugh everytime i read this:

Maria Clara: Padre Damaso ano po ba ang lihim na inyong tinatago?
Padre Damaso: Wala iha, ako ay alagad ng Diyos.
Maria Clara: Tsaring Eh bat sabi ng mga tsenilin, ineklavu mo raw si. . .
Padre Damaso: O s'ya, aaminin ko na sayo. Pumatol ako sa . . .
Maria Clara: Oh my Gadd! Tama ang tsismaks! Tsinupangga mo ang tsakness na sakristan mayor!
Padre Damaso: Ano ang pinagsasabi mo? Ako ang iyong ama . . .
Maria Clara: Eeww! so anong ibig mong palabasin? Bi ka? Ganun?

DON'T CALL ME FRIEND

Don't call me friend if you can't be truthful to me!
Don't call me friend if all you have been telling to me are all lies!
Don't call me friend if you even won't tell me who you really are!
Don't call me friend when all you do is just to bother me with your phone calls!

You think I am a fool?
You think that I wouldn't know that you are lying to me?
You have told me too many lies already
Too many that your lies has become too obvious!

You can be my friend even if you are not rich.
You can be my friend even if you don't live in those fancy villages in Makati
You can be my friend even if your other friends are not goodlooking
You can be my friend even if you don't really have a jetsetting life.

I can accept you as who you are
Just be true to yourself and to me
But if your can't, then stop bothering me
My hours are too precious just to listen to your lies!

50 FUN THINGS TO DO IN AN ELEVATOR

For all those cityfolks out there who are already bored with their house-office-house routine. Here's something to spiced up your life. If you do one of these things, please let me know, okay?

1. Make race car noises when anyone gets on or off.
2. Blow your nose and offer to show the contents of your kleenex to other passengers.
3. Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering: "Shut up, dammit, all of you just shut UP!"
4. Whistle the first seven notes of "It's a Small World" incessantly.
5. Sell Girl Scout cookies.
6. On a long ride, sway side to side at the natural frequency of the elevator.
7. Shave.
8. Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside ask: "Got enough air in there?"
9. Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside-down.
10. Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.
11. When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves.
12. Lean over to another passenger and whisper: "Noogie patrol coming!"
13. Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake and ask them to call you Admiral.
14. One word: Flatulence!
15. On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the shaft go "plink" at the bottom.
16. Do Tai Chi exercises.
17. Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then announce: "I've got new socks on!"
18. When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back: "Oh, not now, damn motion sickness!"
19. Give religious tracts to each passenger.
20. Meow occassionally.
21. Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose.
22. Frown and mutter "gotta go, gotta go" then sigh and say "oops!"
23. Show other passengers a wound and ask if it looks infected.
24. Sing "Mary had a little lamb" while continually pushing buttons.
25. Holler "Chutes away!" whenever the elevator descends.
26. Walk on with a cooler that says "human head" on the side.
27. Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce "You're one of THEM!" and move to the far corner of the elevator.
28. Burp, and then say "mmmm...tasty!"
29. Leave a box between the doors.
30. Ask each passenger getting on if you can push the button for them.
31. Wear a puppet on your hand and talk to other passengers "through" it.
32. Sing Barney songs
33. When the elevator is silent, look around and ask "is that your beeper?"
34. Play the harmonica.
35. Ask each passenger if they are a virgin.
36. Say "Ding!" at each floor.
37. Lean against the button panel.
38. Say "I wonder what all these do" and push the red buttons.
39. Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope.
40. Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers that this is your "personal space."
41. Bring a chair along.
42. Take a bite of a sandwich and ask another passenger: "Wanna see wha in muh mouf?"
43. Blow spit bubbles.
44. Pull your gum out of your mouth in long strings.
45. Announce in a demonic voice: "I must find a more suitable host body."
46. Carry a blanket and clutch it protectively.
47. Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
48. Wear "X-Ray Specs" and leer suggestively at other passengers.
49. Stare at your thumb and say "I think it's getting larger."
50. If anyone brushes against you, recoil and holler "bad touch."

Belated Happy Valentines People! 

BIRTHDAY BOY

There used to be a time when my parents would throw a party for me in celebration of my birthday. It ended, however, as circumstances changed. That was when I have two younger sisters already and the economic situation has become difficult. I still celebrate my birthday after that, but it is different from the pictures below.


On my third birdthday with My late father, my elder sis and my mom (I do not have any memory of this party. I was three!, the picture has become my memory). 


Trying to be a model on my fourth birthday. 


Blowing the candles on my pinochio inspired cake on my 5th birthday. 


The guests on my 5th birthday party. 


Cutting my robot cake on my sixth birthday. 


My cake on my 8th birthday party. And the throwing of party ends here. 

I don't have a picture of my seventh birthday party. I remember celebrating it in my senior kindergarten class and my mom forgot to bring the camera.

* * *

I am 29 year old now. One more year before I turn 30. I don't know, there must be something about 30 that makes people dread about that age? As for me, however, I still feel that I am young. Your age may add every year, but your heart can always stay young forever. Youth is a state of mind. (Hahahahahaha. I am actually convincing myself!)

But I am happy now. At 29, I am back in law school and I lost weight already. I made this promise on my 27th birthyday and it is only last year that I was able to fulfill it. I am actually looking forward, with optimism, for the years ahead.

PHOTOGRAPHS AND MEMORIES

I suddenly had the urged the other Sunday to clean my closet. Thank goodness I did not find some skeletons there (har har!), but I've found some old photos that I brought with me from Dumaguete. So as promised to Her Majesty Queen KK, I scanned some of them and here they are.


The tWS 96-97 Gang. I would declare that this is batch is one of the best batch of the Weekly Sillimanian. This the batch that surely made their presences felt not only in Silliman, but also in the larger community called Dumaguete. 


The Vice Presidential Choir. Aldwyn, Johnard and Me (not in photo was Raffy). These guys became my goodfriends after the 1997 SUSG Election where I ran and won as Vice President. We call ourselves Vice Presidential Choir because of the unfortunate incident when Wilma and I agree to serenade Dr. Pulido on his birthday, only these people and She-she Sitoy accompanied us. I will forever be thankful to these friends for standing with me during my rough times as VP of the SUSG. I miss Johnard and Raffy, I wonder how are they right now? This photo was taken after the Doltz Ball.


Talking about Doltz Ball, here's a picture of me and my date, Janice. This is not our first date, on Valentines Day that year, we had a date at Park Theater watching Romeo and Juliet (the film which starred Leonardo de Caprio). The date and the movie ticket was courtesy of KK (remember that KK?). I had a big crush on Janice at that time and with the help of Joana Utzurrum, they we're able to arrange a blind date with me and Janice on Valentines Day. That was part of the activity of tWS where we had a manito/manita on Valentines Day with the objective of making your manito/manita happy on Valentines Day. 


This is the 1995 All-Unversity Extemporaneous Speaking Contest. One of the highlights of my College Life. Why? becuase I won First Place! (yabang!). Right hand most is Jamil Zoobi of the College of Business Administration, Dinah Baseleres of A/S, Nicel Dinoy of High School, Jayson Alcantara of CBA (third place), Best Friend (hehehehe) Rowena Reformina of Nursing (second place,remeber the loook on her face when she was called as second placer only? hehehehe), I forgot the name of PT representative, Ian Caballes of Music, and Tonette Lim of the College of Engineering.(not in the Photo was Beth Castillo who at that time was already preparing her speech) 


Talking about Extemporaneous Speaking Contest, a year before that, I joined the Annual Extemporaneous Contest sponsored by the English Department, I placed second to Wilma Famoso who later on became the President of SUSG and I was her VP. This was supposed to be our Portal Picture. 

If you can't open the pictures, see it here.

BITCHY LETTERS!

I love reading letters most especially if they are well written and their being bitchy is with class. Like this letter of Danton Remoto (do I need to tell you who he is?) published in one of the yahoo groups:

Dear Angmokio,

Since you asked, I will tell you.

Yes, the very intelligent management of Redline, composed of Dodong Rivera, who sends entertainers to Japan and owns a girlie bar and a gay bar, and Genesis Gallios, who was fired from Fahrenheit, said "my services are no longer needed" as of January 3, 2005.

Why?

1. I questioned their insistence on having too many almost-pornographic pictures of men. I said time and again that if gay men want porn, they can always go to the Internet. Not at my expense. I know Article 201 of the Revised Penal Code like the back of my hand, the code that penalizes magazines that "arouse the prurient interest of readers."

The text-picture ratio was supposed to be 50-50. They changed it to 70-30 in favor of photos. They violated the editorial independence that was my only requirement for joining them in October 2004. My friends in the Makati ad agencies said their clients want to advertise, but not when there is pubic hair galore on the pages of the magazine.

2. They treat gay and lesbian issues in such a shallow fashion. I had to fight for the coverage of the Pride March. I had to fight for the inclusion of articles on lesbian issues. To quote the great Genesis, who should instead be called Apocalypse, when one customer on the phone asked what the magazine contains: "Ang magasin ay may lamang tumpok-tumpok na titi." I rest my case.

3. Time and again, I asked them to provide me with a National Census and Statistics Office certification that some of the models are above 18 years old. They did not do this. Violation of this requirement that models should be 18 and above is an act punishable by law.

4. I warned them they are going on a financial hemorrhage. Under Mr. Gallios as VP, the magazine has spent P2 million on two issues. The usual expense should be P500,000 for one issue. Therfore, P2 million should have published four issues. How do I know? I have an M.A. in Publishing from the University of Stirling in the UK, and I have edited the weekend magazines of the Philippine Daily Inquirer and the Manila Times. I was also the Director of the Research and Publication Office of Ateneo for ten years, which published 200 books and journals.

5. Before me, two people in Advertising resigned; one in Talent Management; and my beloved Art Director. They went to the best schools--UP, Ateneo, De La Salle. My Art Director worked with a top company in Kuala Lumpur. I had taught in the US. But Mr. Gallios--a third-year, high school dropout who thinks globalization is the same as global warming--treats us with disrespect.

6. Now, their website for Campus Face Philippines shows UST, CEU and UE beside pictures of half-naked men. Even the good doctor of the Catholic Church, St. Thomas of Aquinas, has a statue placed beside a half-naked boy, making it appear that the contest is an official activity of the universities. The officials of these universities are now complaining, and I am sure Redline will get some official letters in the next few days.

Therefore, I ask our friends in the gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender community to BOYCOTT L Magazine and BOYCOTT Mr. Campus Face Philippines on Feb 2. I have been with gay groups since 1991, and only now have I met such callous people who think they can treat us in such a reckless fashion.

Not anymore, not now, not here. Let us not give our hard-earned money to people who do not help, but only oppress us.

Many thanks,

Danton Remoto
Associate Professor of English and Creative Writing
Ateneo de Manila University

Columnist, Art and Culture, Philippine STAR

Founder, Ang LUNDUYAN

Dear Eric,

I'm not sure if blogger is working but if it is, and you can see the design, I hope you like it. If you have anything you want changed, just email me okay?

Walay kurat ni, I like doing this stuff now, I don't know why but kalit lang. I might just do some course for it siguro if di pa ni mawala in the next couple of weeks.

I love you!

Love,
KK

FRIENDS IN THE BUKID

Its amazing how time fly so fast. How we have grown up. I looked at my High School Friends today and I am quite happy of what we have become.

We are the IV-Faith Batch '93. If you noticed, I just didn't call it Batch '93 of our school (Bukidnon State College), IV-Faith was our section. The other section is IV-Hope and from freshman to senior year in High School, we never get along with the other section. In our senior year, the tension between our section and the other section heightened and I was one of the reason. You see, I ran as President of our Student Council against the one whom everyone thinks as the likely winner. My opponent then was the Mayor of our Student Government in our elementary years, so everybody assurmed she will be the next President of the High School Student Council.

Knowing the odds, my classmates (all of them) campaigned for me with all of their hearts.And it was because of them that I won. The son of an ordinary unknown government employee won against the daughter of our town's affluent businessman.To some, your parents stature in the society won't really matter, unfortunately back in our place, it does. But we made it and I went down to the history of our school as the one who became the President of the Student Council and at the same time the Corps Commander of the Preparatory Military Training (also known as Citizen Army Training or CAT). Yes dear, I WAS A CORPS COMMANDER!

Now looking at them, I can help but smile and recall all the good memories that we shared. Most of us were not really "well-to-do" as opposed to the other section where only two of their male classmates does not bring any "wheels" to the school. But boy! we have all sort of fun! Outings, swimmings, mountain trekking or just strolling at our town's little business center (Malaybalay only became a City in 1998).

This is not the complete IV-Faith. We were 48, but some already resides outside of Bukidnon and even out of the country. So there were only a few us who were able to gather last Decemeber when I went home.

Let me introduce them to you (picture above). Leftmost is Paul now a Marine Biologist, Earl, our baby of the class, works for Landbank, beside Earl is Dearly or Ylizaderlita Rose (unique name right? our student teachers have a hard time pronouncing her name), she is now with the Provincial Government of Bukidnon, at the back of Earl is Marjorie (lady in red)now works for the City Government of Malaybalay, Joy a concert pianist and has toured Europe twice with the UP Concert Chorus, Ellen who teaches sign language, among others, for the differently able kids in Malaybalay, beside Ellen is me of course, Ritchielyn an Interior Designed and Choi, a webpage designer working for PLDT in Makati.

The girl sitting beside me in the picture below is Eisel a registered nurse but now full time mother. The three girls in that picture below (Eisel, Joy and Dearly) and I were the best buddies in High School.


 

MERRY CHRISTMAS

I am going home tomorrow. In our side of the Bukid, there are no internet cafe and I fear that my Suncellular phone may not be as far-reaching as their ads claims, so allow me to greet you now.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year people! I pray that the year 2005 will be fruitful for all of us.

FUNNY PICTURE: 4th part

Will you buy some romance books from him? 

THE AMERICAN DREAM

Stories like this make you appreciate life more and inspire you to work even harder and learn how to persevere.

Cebuano nurse makes it big in Nevada
By Connie E. Fernandez
Inquirer News Service

CEBU CITY-He used to rummage through the neighborhood trash for whatever could be sold to the nearest "timbangan'' (junk shop) to augment his school allowance. But he does not have to do that now.

He has come a long way--from an urban poor community here to the glittering world of Las Vegas, Nevada, USA, where he was recently named "Nurse of the Year."

Rhigel Tan, 35, the only child of a retired schoolteacher and retired policeman, did not expect to win. His mind went blank when his name was called during the awarding ceremonies on Nov. 13 at the grand ballroom of the Rio All-Suite Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas.

Although he did not prepare a speech, Tan did not forget the promise he made to himself in case he won. He closed his message to the crowd of 700 that included state officials and medical practitioners with "Thank you ... maraming salamat ... daghang salamat [Many thanks]." (read more of the story here)

SO HE'S DEAD

Can you bring back my regular programming?

So he is dead. But do I have to bear watching TV programs with nothing but coverage of his wake? I wake in the morning and the regular morning show speaks nothing but about him, I watched the late morning show and it is all about him, I watched the primetime newscast and it is still all about him! They even brought the newscast to Sto. Domingo where his body lies in wake! And just because he is dead people are talking about giving him the National Artist Award.

So FPJ is a good man. So he has a helped a number of people. So he could have been our President (and thank God, he is not!). So he have made hundreds of movies where he acted as hero of the common folks. But do we have to suffer all these coverage about his death? Isn’t the coverage an overkill?

Now we have forgotten about the people who are still suffering in Quezon, Aurora, Nueva Ecija, Bulacan etc. We don’t know what happened to the case of General Garcia. We don’t know the development of the bombing in General Santos. We don’t know any developments about the negotiation to release Tarungo, a Filipino captive in Iraq. The Philippines, as how our major networks have seen, is in a standstill just because “Da King” is dead!

Yes, he probably deserves all the tribute of the people whom he has helped and he worked with. But flood us with programming all about him? I am choked!

Thank God for cable television!

DYAMES BLOG

Friends,

Atty. James Dalman already has a blog. Check him out here. His blog is also in my link under the midnight society. I have also added (albeit quite belated) the blog of Teng in my City Friends list.

FUNNY PICTURE
3rd part


Yeah, Baby Yeah! (other captions please, just for fun). 

YOUR FAITHFULNESS

Tom Seibert, former President of American Standard Philippines and our lead guitarist in our team, bid farewell last night at our Evening of Praise and Worship. Tom is one of the few cool Christians I know, kind, understanding and he enjoys music Stings and the likes much as he enjoys playing Contemporary Christian Music.

While saying his farewell (he will be going back to Vietnam to work there), he left us with this song. I am putting this song to remind others that despite all the troubles we are experiencing now, we can all rest in God's faithfulness. To TJ, my good friend, this song is also for you.

Your Faithfulness

I don’t know what this day will bring
Will it be disappointing
Or filled with longed for things
I don’t know what tomorrow holds
Still I know I can trust
Your Faithfulness

I don’t know if these clouds mean rain
If they do, will they pour down
Blessing or pain
I don’t know what the future holds
Still I know I can trust your faithfulness

Chorus:

Certain as the rivers reach the sea
Certain as the sunrise in the east
I can rest in your faithfulness
Surer than a mother’s tender love
Surer than the stars still shine above
I can rest in your faithfulness

I don’t know how or when I’ll die
Will it be a thief
Or will I have a chance to say good-bye
No, I don’t know
How much time is left
But in the end I will know your faithfulness

Bridge:

When darkness overwhelms my soul
When thoughts are storms of doubt
Still I trust You are always faithful
Always faithful

Chorus to end:

Certain as the rivers reach the sea
Certain as the sunrise in the east
I can rest in your faithfulness
Surer than a mother’s tender love
Surer than the stars still shine above
I can rest in your faithfulness
I can rest in your faithfulness

WEAR SUNSCREEN

I've got this piece while browsing over some people's journal a long time ago(http://riyadhrocks.multiply.com/journal/item/9). I find the truth in this article worth pondering. Accordingly, this is a graduation speech, I don't know who the author is.I have highlighted some points, I hope you could give me your comments.

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

BACK ON TRACK

Ladies and Gentlemen, Honorable Members of this House:

As of today, 04 November 2004, I am officially enrolled as a student of the College of Law of the Lyceum of the Philippines.

I am finally back on track and pursuing my dreams.

Don't wish me luck, pray for me instead.

INTERVIEW

For the lack of anything to write. I copied this interview from Ms. D's page. So here I am, pretending that I am so famous to be worth an interview about my life.

1. What kind of first impression do you think you give people?
That I will devour them. I really don’t know, but it’s probably the way I look that those that I am not close to will always think that I want to eat them alive.

2. What's one thing you like to do alone?
Sing! And not only sing, I sing in a performance level with all the hand gestures and pretend that I am singing in front of a huge crowd. Then I practice waving, you know, like how Presidents wave when they get out of the plane upon their arrival. Don’t ask me why.

3. Are you a giver or a taker?
Giver. To a point that I have become a doormat.

4. What have you stolen before?
Coins from my Mama’s purse. A ballpen from the department store in my hometown. Well, I though I have already bought a lot of things from that store, so it won’t harm their business if I put one Kilometrico ballpen in my pocket.

5. How many drinks before you're tipsy?
If I haven’t eaten, three bottles of San Mig Light will make me tipsy. But If I have eaten and in an open place, I could go for more than three bottles of Colt 45.

I refrain from drinking beer nowadays. As much as possible, I limit my drinking to tequila, vodka, brandy and red wine!

6. Do you ever have to beg?
I don’t really beg. When I ask something and I don’t get it from asking. I’ll just walk away and find other means to get it! Hehehehehehehe.

7. What kind of books do you like to read?
Anything worth reading.

8. Do you think you're cute?
No. But some people are crazy over me to the point of stalking me, so I don’t know, am I cute? Or just simply irresistible?

9. Do you have a problem changing clothes in front of your friends?
Not when I am with a group of men. I don’t have problem undressing in front of them. Living in a dorm for four years and using the showers with no cubicles, I have learned to adjust. However, I get conscious when I undress in a presence of a woman.

10. What's the most painful experience you've ever had?
Losing my father and growing up in a place where not your skills, wit and talent matters in order to “belong” but what brand of clothes you wear. And I mean this literally. The problem was, my Mama just couldn't afford to buy me those branded clothes and I don’t really beg for clothes to my Mama.

11. Favorite communication method?
Sarcasm!

12. Do you care?
Yes I do. I care if people around me are so full of the soap operas they watched that they seem to forget and oblivious to all the bad things that are happening around them.

13. What is your most prized piece of your music collection?
Josh Groban Concert CD and VCD. Given to me by a lawyer friend after I wrote his speech that he delivered when he was invited as a graduation speaker in my hometown. Considering the remarks that he received about the speech, I think that CD and VCD is not enough! (Gaddd! The travails of a ghost writer!)

14. What is the geekiest part of your music collection?
A karaoke VCD of Tom Jones’ music. Again, don’t ask me why.

15. What do you eat when you raid the fridge at night?
Bread! Yes we put bread and cookies, hopia and all sorts of pastries in the ref.

16. What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?
I cried watching “Bata, Bata Paano ka Ginawa?”, “Step Mom” and any commercial of a brother talking to his elder brother or a son talking to his father. In case you will wonder why, I am the only son and I lost my father at the age of 12.

17. If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?
I am seriously considering having some reconstruction on my nose and injecting some botox to erase the lines in my forehead.

18. What is a physical habit that gives away your insecure moments?
I am usually silent when introduce to a group new group. (But it would only take seconds for me to be noisy again! hehehehehe)

19. Do you know anyone famous?
Yup, movie and TV personalities, politicians, writers!

20. Describe your bed.
Typical bed of a boarding house. Double deck (I occupy the lower deck), two pillows in blue pillowcase, white blanket with some floral prints and a blue bed sheet.

21. Spontaneous or planned?
More of spontaneous. Like when I want to go out to sing along bars in Malate, I go there even if I won’t be able to pull anyone to accompany me.

22. Do you know how to play poker? No. The only card game that I know are “bulak-bulak” and “unggoy-unggoy”.

23. What do you carry with you at all times?
My wallet with my ATM, Credit and Health Insurance Card, my cellphone and some condoms.

24. What do you miss most about being little?
Swimming at the river just 25 meters at the back of our house in Bukidnon, even If my Mama strongly prohibits it. Getting some firewood and playing at the pine forest which is just less than fifty meters at the back of our house, even if my Mama prohibits it. Climbing all kinds of fruit trees, playing bahay-bahayan with a makeshift house that we built out of banana leaves, sacks, sticks we got in our backyard. Catching all kinds dragon flies in our back yard, playing “shatong”, eating santol with salt and vinegar, listening to radio plays like “Esteban Escudero”, “Mutya sa Saging Minantikaan” “Hayop ka man Mohilak Ka-usab”, “Handumanan sa Usa ka Awit” Ramini ang Batang Bronse” and many more courtesy of Radio Mindanao Network. There’s a lot that I miss about being little.

25. Are you happy with your given name? Yes!
My Complete name is Eric Samuel Paano-Joven. Eric originates from Scandinavia (Vikings, remember?) and it means above all kings. Samuel is of Hebrew origin which means, “called by God”. Paano, my middle name, is of course a tagalog word which means “how”. And Joven is a Spanish word for young.

26. How much money would it take to give up the internet for 1 year? Probably a million dollar. But I don’t think I can live without any internet for one year.

27. What color is your bedroom?
Brown! It’s a boarding house, so what can I do. If I’ll have a bedroom, it will be colored blue, a mixture of all shades of blue.

28. Have you ever been in a play?
Yes, back in my college days. I played as Mendel in “Fiddler on the Roof”, Pharaoh and Rueben in “Joseph the Dreamer”, Vincenzo in a tagalog play “Alitan”, and acted as that proud theater guy in the one-act play “Impromptu” for Alexis dela Cruz play.

29. Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?
Yes, but sometimes I slap my own face for the stupid things that I have done and hated myself for being stupid.

30. Do transient, homeless, or starving people sometimes annoy you?
Yes, especially when they look healthy enough to make a living, or when they use their kids to beg! I made it a policy not to give in to beggars. I believe that you are not helping them if you give. But If I have enough money, I donate it to reputable charities. Believe me, some of those beggars are part of syndicate, so the best way to help them is help organization that will take them out of the street.

31. Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?
Yes. It is only people’s first impression of me that isn’t nice. But once they get to know me, they know how “approachable” and how down-to-earth I am.

32. Do you spend more time with your girlfriend/boyfriend or your friends?
I wish I were in a relationship now. So I have no choice but to spend time with my friends, hoping that they will match me with their other friends. HAHAHAHAHAHA!

33. What's one thing you wish you could do but can't?
Run this company I am currently employed! and Kill Ryan!

34. What is your ideal wedding location?
Old small chapel by the beach.

35. What's one instrument you wish you could play?
The violin and harp.

36. Something you love and hate?
Good-looking persons.

37. What's one language you want to learn?
French and Spanish.

38. What do you order at a bar?
San Mig Light, Vodka, Tequila.

39. Have you ever pierced your body parts?
No.

40. Do you have any tattoos?
No. I don’t want to blemish my good complexion. A henna tattoo would be okay though.

41. Would you admit to getting plastic surgery if confronted?
Over my dead body! That is if, I’ll be dead first!

42. What's one trait you hate in a person?
Apathy! A person who doesn’t care at all deserves to die!

43. Do you consider yourself materialistic?
Not really. Most of my salary goes to food.

44. What do you cook best?
Rice! Although I cook, but I really don’t know if its good.

45. Do you cry in front of your friends?
Yes, but to a close friend.

FUNNY PICTURE
2nd Part


Isn't the picture cute? Now this time, all I want from you is to place a caption for this picture. Common, let your creative juices flow! Hehehehehe.