Justin Bieber and K-Pop artists need "Somebody to Love" them, I don't.

Time: 6:46 p.m.
Where: In our living room.
Now Playing: "Rhinestone Eyes" by Gorillaz.

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You know, here's my introduction...

F*ck Justin Bieber, F*ck Super Junior, F*ck SHINee, F*ck 2NE1, F*ck 4Minute, F*ck FT Island, F*ck One Way and F*ck them all Korean Pop artists plus upcoming charisma artists. Damn, these artists are called "charisma artists" where they used their charms and looks to hypnotize millions and millions of people in the Philippines that's why they dominate the local charts as of now. Those "them" are the ones who have fanbases of that said artists where most of "them" are brash talkers and narcissists to them people who hates their beloved artists, especially Justin Bieber, f*ck that guy.

I just think that Justin Bieber just made a clear shot of his popular "Bieber Blast" to the millions of people who are hypnotize as of the moment on his charisma music. Come on, he didn't compose his songs, he can't play any single instrument instead of whacking the drums which in result, the drums was ruined in the last VMA's because of fail musicality, and his stupid hair. Damn. I am damn sure that the National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences of the United States will not notice Bieber's voice and he will be not nominated for any Grammy award next year nor all of the K-Pop artists, they all don't deserve it. It's impossible for them. Sorry for this harsh words if you're really into Bieber Fever or to Korean Wave but it's just I hate them, so I express them here.

Now, to those Korean Pop artists, I blame GMA for starting this Korean Wave thingy. If you remember 2003, the first Korean drama shown here in Philippine free TV, "Endless Love". In result, it hooked millions of Filipinos, and now, unanimous Filipinos now wanted to extract more from Koreans instead of drama. You know, they wanted to explore more to Koreans. So, they have interest on their music, which they really don't understand, even I am. Flock of female birds screaming (I meant of Filipina girls), in every Super Junior or U-Kiss or any other Korean boy band concert. Damn, I just hate it. They, the Filipina teenagers, love them because they're cute and handsome... that's why the Original Pinoy Music industry is down and unappreciative by the Pinoys themselves and I must admit, that industry is changed, Western-type musicality wanna be is the OPM industry but somehow I find Tanya Markova the coolest band I listened too in the fact that I liked "synthpop" music. Maybe that's why unanimous people here goes "crab mentality" and being part of those fags like Bieber and those K-Pop artists.

I would rather listen to William Hung than Justin Bieber. Just f*ck them all. Oh, and also, If I was asked this question, "Bieber or Die?" I would rather DIE than BIEBER.

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Time: 7:09 p.m.
Where: Still in our living room.
Now Playing: "Justin Bieber gets hit by a water bottle" by some YouTuber.

Not So Infinitesimal Experiences.

Time: 5:45 p.m.
Now Playing: "Losing Touch" by The Killers.
Where: In the living room.

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I just wanted to take this opportunity to do some unique this on a unique day on a unique style of blogging. So, I am using this MacBook for so long only for this day because I never touched one and now, I am holding and amazed because of my infinitesimal experience. So, I will make two blogs in one entry alone.

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First Blog: "Four Years more Mom, you'll be a Golden Mom".

My mom is getting older and yet as she grow older, the harder her challenges will be. She is just four years away to be a "Golden Mom". She's is my supermom alright. She just celebrated her birthday last September 6 and yet I didn't blog it earlier enough but that said day was a normal day for her that she needed to work on a Monday but we greeted her through text which is I think enough for her to brighten her day but I don't think it's enough.

I know that my mother doesn't want that to happen. She's that kind of mother that finds a way just to bond with her family and making it special. So, on September 11, we had a steak-out montage or for short, a dinner out. She is the celebrant but she bought the food for us which is embarrassing and rare but you know my mother, she just truly loves us and we had a lot of love debt for her. We need to somehow equal it up.

From all those sufferings, she continues to surpass it all no matter how hard it is, whether it is financial problem, or social problem, or physical problem whatsoever, she is just the supermom I know.

I love you, Mama.

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Second Blog: September 26, a year before.

September 26 of last year, it was the most horrendous experience I received and hopefully, I won't have that same experience ever again. It was a rough experience.

I am really lucky that I am just having a case of massive traffic in the suburbs of Manila. 14 hours, that's no big deal now to me when I saw that there are thousands of people that have the worst situations than I did last Saturday, September 26, 2009. Others are in the roofs of their houses, even they didn't own the house. Others are finding a way to get out of the floods. Others are having the heroic aura to save many lives before their own selves. Wow, imagine what kind of environment, of atmosphere it will be.

After that 6 deadly hours of heavy rainfall and aggressive floods, just look of those people who were victimized by Ketsana, by immobilizing to Ketsana's foolish love, I must say, maybe not.

I feel that I want to help them and I think all of those 92 million Filipinos are required to help those for a speedy recovery. So, from Ketsana with Love? I must say, not.


Well, yeah. Damn, I need to pee in the center of Coastal Road on that day. No food, no water at all. God, I was almost dehydrated on that day. The jeepneys were so rare on that day, gladly I found one and the gate in my house was locked so, I need to climb that 8-foot gate up. Thank God I was okay.

Some parts taken from "From Ketsana with Love, Maybe Not".

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Time: 6:30 p.m.
Where: Still in our living room.
Now Playing: "For the First Time" by The Script.

The Day That The PHILIPPINES Stood Still.

Time: 11:47 p.m. (August 23, 2010, Monday).
Where: In my bedroom.
Now Playing: "Wonderful Life" by Hurts.

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Oh my. It was a shocking day today. I am so deeply ashamed on what just happened today. Kind of speechless and with deep affection but nevertheless, no Filipinos were killed but the innocent Hong Kong tourists that just wanted to vacate here and enjoy the wonders of the three stars and a sun nation.

It happened at around 10:30 a.m. where at that time, I was sleeping gently after a fierce battle of a computer game with one of my buddies at around 3-4 a.m. When I woke up at 3 p.m., my father was watching all along on the TV and wondering that something is unusual because he didn't watch the news at that time, he was supposed to watch his favorite noontime show but alas, he was tuning in to the news about the hostage taking in the Quirino Grandstand. He told me some details and I felt so concerned a bit because I seen it before. Last 2007, the same hostage taking on the bus happened. At first, I was confident that it will obtain a great outcome but the opposite happened.

Rolando Mendoza, a former police senior inspector, was the gunman. My sister told me that the story goes like this. The said Hong Kong tourist bus was in Fort Santiago. The photographer inside the bus counted the tourists inside and it was all 21 of them, that made a total of 25 including the 21 tourists and the 4 Filipino tour guides, and photographers and the driver respectively. All of a sudden, Mendoza was in the fray. He went to the said vehicle and ask if this bus needed security and yet the photographer said that they don't need any security nor bodyguard at all but what the heck, you can join, he said kind of like that.

They made into the Quirino Grandstand and that's what happened. Mendoza explained to the passengers that he was doing this to fight for what I want to obtain and is to go back to his job and lift his cases and he requested for the passengers to cooperate and he will NOT KILL ANYONE. Really? He was just making a threat to the Ombudsman but what happened? Then this driver of the bus escaped and told the media that all of the passengers are dead, which we go to the horrendous Manila SWAT team, they were alarmed and bash the hell out of the windows and fire some gunshots inside the bus which I think the cause of some fatalities including Mendoza's death.

If only the police shoot the TV inside the bus where it showed what happening outside so Mendoza wouldn't know what happened outside. C'mon. The policemen couldn't even get the dude's brother into a policecar. How'd you expect them to deal with an actual hostage situation. Oh my. I am goddamn speechless at this very moment. Was I screaming for God's sake?

The whole world saw it, even me. I saw it on some local and international news stations like GMA, ABS-CBN, CNN, BBC, ChannelNewsAsia, CCTV, RT, and so on. It was truly a lesson to us Filipinos especially the Philippine National Police. Sana hindi na maulit ito and we are praying for it. International people have have negative thoughts about our country which is BAD but we can rise up and regain the good image that we deserve.

Again, God bless the souls of the hostage taking victims. We Filipinos are great and professional people and I know it. We are also aware of what will happen, we are deeply concerned of what our fellow countrymen did horrendously.



PNOY to Filipinos: "Lahat ng pagkakataon may pag-subok tayong daraanan. Lalo tayong magsumikap dito na hindi mauulit ang sitwasyon."

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Time: 12:44 a.m. (August 24, 2010, Tuesday).
Where: Still in my bedroom.
Now Playing: "The Prayer" by Bloc Party.

A Family Reunion is a great idea.

Time: 9:47 p.m.
Now Playing: "The Hardest Part" by Coldplay.
Where: In my bedroom.

The feeling of the compilation of the members of one's clan or one's family is truly one of the best highlights of our life. It gives us the uplifting that someone really cares about you because the family's name is not only by one, is by multiples. Even thought you have problems or downfalls, you have the rest of the family to help you and don't ever say that nobody loves you.

Moving along... too emotional. What a crybaby. Anyway, yesterday, August 8, we had a family reunion in Los Baños, Laguna... where one of my uncle lives. They hosted the said reunion and actually, they started this thing last year and I think it will be an annual event for our family.

It all started when my grandmother to my father's side, passed away (R.I.P Grandma Juling), and after the burial ceremony, we took a grand picture with the whole family wearing the immaculate white tops, a symbol of peace. There's talks of a reunion all of a sudden and it came into a reality.

I must say the family reunion this year was doubled compared to last year's reunion because many of us or unanimously of us attended, it's nearly completed, plus the fact that my family was complete. Last year, my father and I were the attendees representing our family. Nothing's different if I compare the reunion of last year to this year's.

The fiesta-type of celebration like some drink-o-holic station outdoors, foods galore indoors with some chit-chat of their memories, not just the usual chit-chat, others are chatting each other on Facebook, which is kewl. Literally. I mean it. We brought our laptop together with my uncle's set of laptops, which is totally rare. I played with my fellow cousins, while playing my own game with my gaming friend outside Los Baños, he's from Batangas right now, beat him good. Nobody cares.

It was a day of bonding, picture-taking and celebration that we shared on that day. It was fun while it lasted. There's rumours of a swimming event this Saturday, which is another reunion extravagant, that I heard but I'll dig it to that for sure with our family.

I can't wait for another reunion next year, we should do this every year for a living. Without this family reunion, I must say, our lives will be a piece of nil souls.

Thanks a lot.

Time: 10:25 p.m.
Now Playing: "Rebellion (Lies)" by Arcade Fire.
Where: Still in my bedroom.

August 1 is "The Day of Rekindling".

Time: 5:24 p.m.
Now Playing: "On Melancholy Hill" by Gorillaz.
Where: In my sister's bedroom.

Why did I entitled the very first day of August "The Day of Rekindling"? If you are a Filipino, learned some history lessons, and does like the color yellow, you might probably know why it is. No seriously, these requirements are jokes but it's pretty obvious why did I call that. It's the day to commemorate Corazon C. Aquino, the mother of Democracy in the Philippines. The world witnessed what she had done to change the image of the Filipinos in the four corners of the globe.

It all started during 1983 where Benigno Aquino Jr., he is the Father of Democracy in the Philippines, fought for democracy during the Marcos regime and mostly accused Ferdinand Marcos about their hidden riches which they stole in people's taxes. He fought for so long and ran for presidency and yet he lost to Marcos. The people of the Philippines were not convinced so they continue to oppose Marcos with that curious result of that said election. Ninoy, however, was arriving in the Manila International Airport at that time when suddenly he was gunshot and he was down, down at his homesoil, he made it yet it was a sacrifice I must say because he returned home with one voice, that we must unite to fight dictatorship, and corruption. So, it was truly a sad day for all Filipinos when he died August 21, 1983. I think more than a million gathered together during the burial day and I wish I witnessed that but sadly, I wasn't in existence yet.

People started to let people sign to be part of 1 million signature petition for Mrs. Aquino to run for presidency which is the beginning of the true history. She did run and a rumored she won and another rumored Marcos won via majority votes or a slate. She was a then mother turn president when Marcos flee to be exiled in Hawaii. She truly changed our country when the 20-year dictatorship ended.

"Kapag nagkaroon ng demokrasya ang Pilipinas, pwupwede na akong mawala sa mundo." That's the quote that I will never forget that she said during her last interview and she was suffering with colon cancer (I hate cancer, seriously). She died August 1, 2009 at 3: 18 a.m. and the Cory Magic is still here.

Anyway, when she died, it was all silence and pure commemoration to what she had done to the Philippines and I kind of figuring out something weird yet it is true. I was truly crying when I was on the bus when I heard the news on my way home after a grueling day on Mapua during that day.

She died on 08-01-2009, right?

She died at 03:18 a.m., right?

Try gather all the numbers around. ---> 080120090318. There.

Remove all the zeros. ---> 8129318.

I jumbled it and here's the result. ---> 8211983. If you see it as 8-21-1983, that's Ninoy's date of death. What a coincidence and it is truly a magic for Philippine Democracy, they united again after 26 years.

And now, his son, Noynoy will continue his parents' legacy and hopefully we will recover after the nine-year inconsistent governance, which caused for lack of funds and bigger problems in corruption and poverty.

We will never forget you, Cory.

Laban!

Time: 6:28 p.m.
Now Playing: "Ready to Start" by Arcade Fire.
Where: At my sister's bedroom.

Envious to the Nations in every World Cup.

Time: 1:10 a.m.
Where: My room.
Listening to: "Dance Little Liar" by Arctic Monkeys.

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Lionel Messi, he is one of my idols in football, playing for F.C. Barcelona and he is the best in the world, winning the "Ballon D' Or". I also like Cristiano Ronaldo, Kaka, and Wayne Rooney. They are just the examples of the icons I praised in football which is NOT a factor here in our country. Well, we all know that "football" is phenomenon, right? Almost the 6 billion people in the world are ecstatic to the game. Not everyone but you can't please every sports fan to become one-dimensional when it comes to the game preference but it's just that I want to feel that every Filipino should be into "football", you know... playing the game, watching the game, et cetera. I truly envy every single country that usually participate in the biggest sporting event in every four years tied with the Summer Olympics, and it is the FIFA World Cup. You can name them. England, Germany, Brazil, Spain, even Cote d' Ivoire or Ivory Coast is one of the powerhouses of the sport even though in the international community that it is one of the most unpopular or unrecognized countries in the world. It's not that I am not respecting the country of Ivory Coast but where the hell is "Ivory Coast"? I know it's in Africa but where?

Anyway, to the main topic. I am envying them all it is because of the word "passion". You know, I always imagine if the Philippines qualify the World Cup for the first time. What will be the crowd look like? Having their painted faces of the design of the Philippine flag plus, our jersey with some expensive merchandises and sponsorships, plus, who are the members of the team or what will be our monicker? The Patriots? It's good.

I want for them, our national team, if they are really in existence to play more football and to the Philippine Sports Commission to give them exposure and establish a professional league for Filipinos with major clubs so that we can regularly participate in the Asian Football Confederation or AFC and a possible trip to the World Cup.

You know, bagay talaga sa atin ang larong "football" because Filipinos are short and in football, we don't have to become freakishly large to be a good football player, unless if you want to be a goalkeeper with that long legs blocking every goal kick. Also, Filipinos are very "passionate" people and football is a game full of passion, as you can see from the other international countries participated for centuries like England for instance. It's like watching Manny Pacquiao in every fixture. It's just that, no exposure.

So, I released my feeling for Filipinos na sana 'wag naman puro 'basketball' or 'boxing' ang ating panoorin. We need to become football fans. I cannot force everyone but I hope this will happen. And the first thing to look forward is the Philippine National Football Team in the Homeless World Cup in Rio de Janiero, Brazil, who qualified and oh, Brazil is the number one ranked when it comes to the sport "football". Come on mga kababayan, let's cheer our team with pride and passion.

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Time: 1:31 a.m.
Where: Still at my room.
Listening to: "Crossfire" by Brandon Flowers.

I Say on Wednesday.

Time: 2:06 p.m. (June 28, 2010).
Where: My room.
Eating: None.
Listening to: "Your Love" by Keane.

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Well, if you are living in the Philippines, you might know what event or events will take place this Wednesday, June 30, 2010. Of course it will historic and in fact a start of change in the Philippine political scene. A transition of power, as they say on this day. It will be the Inauguration of the 15th President and Vice President of the Republic of the Philippines, Benigno "Noynoy" Simeon Aquino III, and Jejomar "Jojo" Binay respectively. I must say that this will be a historic day for the most of us but after that day, it will be a blowout inside Malacañang Palace.

Also, not to mention, another thing that comes to the Filipinos on that day is the opening of the much awaited "The Twilight Saga: Eclipse", which is the third installment of that Stephanie Meyer novel series. So, it's like this, the people of the Philippines has to choose one event to attend, unless if you're a die-hard Twilight fan that you wanted to see the movie on the actual opening date, which is the day Noynoy is scheduled to speak for his inauguration. Well, most of us are I think in the focus for this momentous event, I meant the inauguration of our new leaders.

As I am typing this third paragraph, I am watching the live coverage of the special coverage for the inauguration but not the real inauguration yet. Probably, in the morning but back to the topic. I am quite confused on what to do on this day but I made my mind that it is for the good of our country if every Filipino witnessed another chapter in the country's history. So, maybe, I can watch the Eclipse later this week, on the first week of July or two just to witness Noynoy's speech and also some musical parade and the President's surprise number. So, I am kind of drowsy now and this is my first blog since the election last May 10. It's been a while. Good day to the Philippines and "Mabuhay ang mamamayang Pilipino."

Time: 5:49 a.m. (June 30, 2010).
Where: In my room.
Eating: none.
Listening to: "Infra-Red" by Placebo.