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Kyung Hee University. Suwon, South Korea. The two obelisk-like structure mark the beginning of an almost one-kilometer walk from the bus stop to the library, the venue of the EACOS Youth Forum. We have to walk this far everyday for six days under the scorching heat of the sun, in stillettos. Talk about super pain in the ass, but we did have a grand time! Posted by Hello


This really cool banner was made by my hny specially for me! Niiice!! hehe That's also a very good rendition of me wearing shades. :D

These fun office words have been circulating for some time in the internet. Why not update your vocabulary and spice up your daily office conversations?

Have fun, you stress puppy! :D


BLAMESTORMING: Sitting around in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed, and who was responsible.

SEAGULL MANAGER: A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps on everything, and then leaves.

ASSMOSIS: The process by which some people seem to absorb success and advancement by kissing up to the boss rather than working hard.

SALMON DAY: The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die in the end.

CUBE FARM: An office filled with cubicles.

PRAIRIE DOGGING: When someone yells or drops something loudly in a cube farm, and people's heads pop up over the walls to see what's up.

MOUSE POTATO: The on-line, wired generation's answer to the couch potato.

SITCOM: Single Income, Two Children, Oppressive Mortgage. What yuppies turn into when they have children and one of them stops working to stay home with the kids.

STRESS PUPPY: A person who seems to thrive on being stressed out and whiney.

SWIPEOUT: An ATM or credit card that has been rendered useless because the magnetic strip is worn away from extensive use.

XEROX SUBSIDY: Euphemism for swiping free photocopies from one's workplace.

IRRITAINMENT: Entertainment and media spectacles that are annoying but you find yourself unable to stop watching them. The O.J. trials were a prime example.

PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE: The fine art of whacking the crap out of an electronic device to get it to work again.

ADMINISPHERE: The rarefied organizational layers beginning just above the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the adminisphere are often profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed to solve.

404: Someone who's clueless (from the World Wide Web error message "404 Not Found," meaning that the requested document could not be located).

GENERICA: Features of the American landscape that are exactly the same no matter where one is, such as fast food joints, strip malls, subdivisions.

OHNOSECOND: That minuscule fraction of time in which you realize that you've just made a BIG mistake.

WOOFY(S): Well Off Older Folks.

CROP DUSTING: Surreptitiously farting while passing through a cube farm, then enjoying the sounds of dismay and disgust! (leads to'PRAIRIE DOGGING'.)

As much as possible, I refrain from reading newspapers or watching the evening news. I can't bear to read or watch reports saying that the country is going downhill, and fast. UP economists have predicted that we will be the next Argentina in two years time. Even the President cannot deny the fact that we are indeed in the middle of a financial crisis and admitted it to the public, hoping to generate support for her new tax measures. All the hype about progress and change during the campaign period gone to naught. Although i really didnt set my hopes high when the roster of presidential aspirants were officially announced.

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A major irritant (and dumbass, if I may say so) who caught my ire today, is none other than Cebu's beloved Serge Osmena. Inquirer columnist Bambi Harper wrote an open letter, asking him why, would he push for two bills that would change the name of streets while there are still a lot of more important bills pending and waiting for deliberation at the Senate! I really don't know where in hell did Serge Osmena get such a totally stupid idea such as that. People are in panic mode because of another oil price increase, and here is a supposedly intelligent legislator with his bills proposing to change street names! I dont want to believe that stupidity runs in the blood, I can still clearly remember the dumb retaliation of John Osmena to UP President Francisco Nemenzo as to why the premier University's budget should be decreased.

Read Bambi Harper's Letter: http://news.inq7.net/opinion/index.php?index=1&story_id=6429


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With the looming billion peso budget deficit, some of our legislators have voiced out their intent of cutting their pork barrel by 50%. Whether this is just for a show or not, they still deserve to be lauded. Now, where are the Congressmen who receive P65 million a year for their so called countryside development fund? They should burn in hell for purchasing those imported vehicles while somewhere in Negros, people cannot even have a decent meal, children cannot go to school because they have to work and more probably there is no school to go to.
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I could go on and on ranting about the misfortunes of the Filipino people. Do we really deserve these greedy people in the government? Have we really chosen the lesser evil in the last election? I would like to blame the voters who have casted their precious votes on the wrong candidates but we were not really given much choice, they are the same people who ran and plundered the coffers of the government. Yes, I would like to blame them, illiterate fools, but shouldnt i be blamed more? For not helping them make an educated choice, for being an arrogant ass calling them illiterate and not helping them become literate. I just sat there and watched, snug, within the comfort of the university synonymous with progressive ideas and service to the people. Who's stupid then?


July 31. 5 pm. Incheon International Airport, South Korea. After the uneventful 4 hour flight we decided to take a pose and smile!! Posted by Hello


July 31. Korean Air. Inflight Meal. Beef Fettuccine, Shrimp vinaigrette, bread, custard cake. Sipped some red and later white wine but i didnt like it, i still prefer mule. (I saw a bottle of Remy Martin, why didnt i try that. Getting intoxicated inside a plane would be fun. Alcohol+ Turbulence = hehe ) Yummy!! Posted by Hello


Saturday, July 31, 2004. NAIA Departure Area. Checking-in our luggage. A bit haggard (but still prettiful) coz we still watched Along Came Polly the night before at Glorietta and did some last minute shopping.
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One of Friendster's feature is the testimonial. This is the space where people ( sometimes friends, more often strangers) try to sum up who you are in 1000 characters.
Recently, I received a testimonial from a guy (?) friend :D, though he didn't write it in his own volition, rather I asked him to write me one (well, boredom causes mental lapses you know, you do things you'll deny afterwards) and I went windang after reading it. The first phrases are somehow acceptable such as fashionista (though i don't consider myself one), billiards aficionado (i just go there for the gay, merry people!), Victoria fanatic ( not the place, but the perfume and lingerie brand), a diligent student ( I assure you, I am really not) but somewhere along the middle of the paragraph I became a pimp. Hey! (i raised hell because of this) I feel it is entirely out of character, I mean, I rarely even play matchmaker. I am really not into it, pimping that is. Despite constant proddings from a friend to find him a whore or a biatch, I never relented to such indecent deals. Haha now i'm calling a friend indecent, i mean his proposal. :) (u know u r)
Come to think of it, what the hell, it's just a label, same with gay, slut, lesbian, disgrasyada, etc., that "righteous" people admonish as deviant, therefore sinful. Nowadays, i think, especially within our circle of friends, such terms are but normal, we say someone's a bitch and we say it lovingly, afterall the new definition of B.I.T.C.H. is a woman Being In Total Control of Herself. I usually say "go to hell" and "fcuk off" in jest, and i mean it some times, most of the time i don't. So, what's the point of all these? (uhmm, don't streotype?) Nothing. I am just bored here in my small space and I have no one to talk to. Rather than amuse myself with the carefully edited Happy Tree Friends, I'd rather blog and practice my english writing skills hehe very academic no? Just in case, my friend who called me a pimp ( now im enjoying the sound of it) decided to drop by and read this, i'd like to say thank you for the really enjoyable testimonial, you tactless gayslut! haha :D

I just have to share this. I have been singing, feeling and breathing this song for the last several days. I simply love it, the melody, the lyrics.

Hands To HeavenBreathe

As I watch you move, across the moonlit room
There's so much tenderness in your loving
Tomorrow I must leave, the dawn knows no reprieve
God give me strength when I am leaving...

So raise your hands to heaven and pray
That we'll be back together someday

Tonight, I need your sweet caress
Hold me in the darkness
Tonight, you calm my restlessness
You relieve my sadness

As we move to embrace, tears run down your face
I whisper words of love, so softly
I can't believe this pain, it's driving me insane
Without your touch, life will be lonely

So raise your hands to heaven and pray
That we'll be back together someday

Tonight, I need your sweet caress
Hold me in the darkness
Tonight, you calm my restlessness
You relieve my sadness

Morning has come, another day
I must pack my bags and say goodbye...


Whoever put up a website to search for lost friends must be totally bored or s/he may have felt the need to connect, after all, no man is an island, as the cliche goes.
Despite a quarter of the human population being friendster users, there are still some people i know who havent given in to the pressure. Imagine everytime they meet with friends the question is always :"May friendster account ka?" And thats not the end of it. You have to explain why you doesnt have an account and why you are not planning to have one. Goodness! I-explain ba ang buhay. That must be tiring. Therefore, i salute those people who opted to deviate and live a quiet life.
Friendster, after some time, evolved, from just being an instrument to fulfill the need to connect, into an instrument of expressing (and exposing) one's self, tastefully or otherwise. I have seen hookers, bitches (which they happily call themselves, therefore, not derogatory), men and women, gays, children, animals, living forms in all shapes and sizes. Interestingly, I have seen hookers peddling their wares on screen, teasing lustful men and women, and we dont know what happens after that. It is a totally free space where whores and colegialas alike meet ( though its different to distinguish one from the other).
I while away my time searching for old classmates from elementary to college, old crushes, ex-boyfriends, even enemies.
My hny and I even came up with a list of observations and comments regarding friendster users' pictures.
1) People who put a celebrity picture rather than their own must be so ugly they cant even take to look at themselves.
2) Men who have pictures half naked are not really "men".
3) Majority of the women who have invites from groups which attest to one's beauty, intellect, sexiness, etc. look otherwise.
4) People who put their email addresses for everyone to add up do not have enough friends.
5) People tend to put information on their profile that would make them seem cool.
6) Women who are either tease or hooker (or both) do not show their real faces but reveal juicy parts of their body (or so they think). But when they do, you'll just get disappointed.
7) Friends who just copy and paste graphic testimonials do not really know who you are.
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I'm preoccupied by the tons of things I am required to do. What if i just declare a war and antagonize everyone or sit immobile until 5 pm? I am just so exhausted. I have looked at the symptoms of jet lag and mine are all exaggerated. I mean i just crossed a one-hour time zone difference or whatever technical sounding stuff you want to call it, and here I am, sleepy and braindead for three days now. Arggh, we still have a class tonight until 9 pm.

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I want to go to Thailand. Told my hny about it and he concurred. He said that our only problem would be money. Ha. I think we could save enough for a 3-day trip until next year, just in time for our fifth year as a couple. Yeah, we've been together that long and it really amazes me how could someone be so tolerant and kind and loving. See, im blabbering. Basta.


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Im teasing my hny about this Korean girl we saw at the conference. He's tryin to deny it pero nagba-blush sha e, hang cute.Anyways, i think she's cute kaya lang when you get to hear this private joke of ours regarding hygiene.. wag na nga.. baka may magtranslate pa nito sa kanila hehe

Ang masasabi ko lang base sa mga nakilala at nakasama ko dun for a week: Pinakamalinis pa rin ang mga Pilipino, naliligo several times a day, naglalagay ng anti-perspirant, naghihilod, at nagpapalit ng damit. Yun na. :)

I cant really think of a more creative title for this article, perhaps the main reason is that im not really a creative person. Whenever I read Agatha Christie's novels, i dont pause and imagine myself in the scene, like my more creative hny does. I dont want to exercise my gray cells thinking whodunnit. Perhaps I'm just a tad lazy, or im just a normal person. Now im digressing.
I've started to recollect my thoughts of what transpired over our one-week stay in Suwon, South Korea. Maybe Ill just write randomly. Whatever comes to my mind, Ill try to write it down, because i think i cant really capture the moments we've spent there in mere words. Thats a real lame excuse :D

Prelude to a Journey

Our flight is scheduled on July 31, Saturday at 12 noon. Would you believe that on Thursday, July 29, 30 minutes before 4 pm, we were rushing to the Korean embassy in Makati? We literally begged our way to the 18th floor of the Pacific Star building. We were so desperate. I even have to ask the first person on the line at the MRT ticket booth if he can give way to a desperate and haggard looking lady because "it's an emergency". The man wearing a camouflage military wear, agreed, on his face plastered a half-startled look. We asked the cab driver if he can reach the building in 5 minutes and we got a chuckle in return.
Minutes later we got our passports and started to do a last minute shopping everywhere in Makati. Yet we call ourselves planners. The minute we got home, we started to systematically pack our things. We'll be bringing two big luggage bags to be checked in and two smaller bags to be hand carried. I am not really rejoicing because i still have to pass the immigration officer at the airport. I really forgot some very important things and so i have to beg for more of HIS mercy to once more save my arse.
The night before our flight we had the nerve to watch a movie instead of recheck the things we'll be bringing. We had a fun time watching Along came Polly, so, no regrets. We left the house past 7 am and arrived at the airport just before 9. We still have to meet our co-delegates.
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