Phillit

Ang masasabi ko lang... Iba ang natutuhan ko sa Phillit... hindi pang- akademikong kaalaman ang naibigay sa akin ng kursong ito... Higit na mahalaga ang natutuhan ko dito dahil natuto akong harapin ang realidad ng ating buhay. Ang hirap, sarap, lungkot, ligaya atgalit sa ating mga buhay ay ang ating magiging sandalan sa pagharap sa ating bukas.

Hindi kayang ituro ng diffcal kung paano ka babangon mula sa nasawing pag- ibig... Hindi accounting ang magtuturo sa iyo kung paano ang tunay na pagmamahal. Higit sa lahat hindi e- commerce ang magtuturo sa iyo kung paano muling umibig.

Ang Phillit (ang lahat ng aking mga kaklase) ang nagbigay linaw sa mga bagay na dati'y nakakagulo sa aking isipan. Ang masarap na pakikipagtalakayan sa klase ang nagsilbing venue para magkaunawaan ang buong klase.

Maraming Salamat

Pinoy Classic

I was excited when I knew that the class will be watchin' Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros, but no one was able to get a copy of the film so we settled for La Visa Loca, which I, personally, would recommend to all Filipinos.

The picture above is a table of characters of the story.

Actually, Ms. Dianne was right when she said that there's a different Robin Padilla in this story. This is certainly way out of his characters before... But even so, he was able to play the role with excellence.

The movie was comedy, but it nevertheless will give a mark at everyone who sees it, specially those Filipinos who were able to watch the film. It was not like those romantic films we see in televisions that has a lot of nonsense when proposing and when conflict arises... This film gives a real view (though comedy) of what identity a real Filipino has.

Perhaps I am just too nationalistic because I don't want to see the wrong things Pinoys had fatally done to his own identity.

The penitensya, crucifixion, agimat and other superstitious things that grew up within us were the things that was prohibited by Catholicism. The Church allows and asks us to perform sacrifices when lent season arrives but, we are not asked to crucify ourselves or kill through deliberate torture.

When I saw the characters in La Visa Loca, I was (shock is an understatement) SURPRISED! First, I don't want to aggree with the film on how they represent the Filipinos. Ang nasa isip ko pa noon ay 'hindi uto- uto ang mga Pinoy!' But come to think of it, what is in store after the sacrifices we had during lent season... we woldn't know... God wouldn't really shower us with blessings.

We celebrate Lent (Kwaresma) every year, and every year my mom always prepares us to go with her for visita iglesia. Don'tget me wrong, I am not asking for something in return for the sacrifices I do, but the thing is, we are becoming very superstitious, kahit na nga ba sabihing sabi ito ng ating simbahan, I think we are still stagnated with the 'Bathala' kind of worship.

Everytime my mom prepares for visita iglesia, I sometimes get annoyed... ang mahal na kaya ng gas tapos mag- visita pa sa malayong lugar... how odd??? It's as if we're travelling to beaches... because most often than not, the churches that we visit are those near the beaches.

I want to pay particular attention to Mang Sancho right now, he reminds me of those men who never knew how to work... masyadong umaasa... hindi naman dahil sa matanda na ang isang tao ay mawawala na ang kanilang pagiging produktibo. Even if it is already the task of his son to take care of him, now that he's aleady old, he shouldn't be very inefficient. Minsan kailangan din naman nating mahiya sa mga taong nakapaligid sa atin.

The issue of viagra, however, made me feel nosy... Is this one of the reasons why Philippines is overpopulated? Masyado na bang malibog ang mga tao ngayon at hindi na natin mapigil ang ating mga sarili? Hindi na ba talaga tayo makatiis?

Mara on the other hand, makes me feel sick. After we discussed some stories, which depicts the strengths a woman possess, bakit ganun naman ang nangyari sa kanya? She solves her problem via herself, because she's afraid... she's afraid of the truth, natatakot siyang malaman ni Jess ang katotohanan. At itinuturing kong kahinaan ang hindi pagsasabi ng totoo... Whom is she trying to protect? Herself? What about her child?

Nakakahiya naman talaga ang sabihing isang sirena ang nanay mo, pero, nanay mo yan... kahit anong mangyari... yan ang magiging sandalan mo sa lahat ng pagkakataon, kaya kahit sirena o siyokoy o unggoy pa yan... kailangan nating tanggapin ang katotohanan... Mahirap... (what defines us, as a person, is not the way we all face our problems but what we do after we facing it)

I am not a fan of any of the artists included in this film, but I want to give credit to all of them who gave Filipinos something to be analyzed.

This made me fantasize and imagine things that no other film made me do... somehow it made me laugh at the things running in my mind while watchin it.

Ciao.

Bakit Dayuhang Pari?

Ngayon ko nabigyang pansin ang mga karapatan ng bawat bata. Parami ng parami ang mga taong hindi nagpapahalaga sa mga damdamin ng bawat musmos. Ang pinaiiral ng bawat tao ngayon ay ang tawag ng kanilang laman.

Nakakatuwang isipin na ang ginamit na mga pangunahing tauhan sa nasabing nobela ay mga pari... mga paring dayuhan. Ngunit, hanggang ngayon ay iniisip ko pa rin kung bakit kaya dugong banyaga ang ginawang pangunahing tauhan...dahil ba sa hindi kaya ng Pinoy na mag- isip gaya ng pag- iisip ng mga paring tauhan sa kwento?

Walang duda sa kagalingan na ipinamalas ng may-akda sa nobelang ito, kaya lang, naisip ko lang kung ano ang mga maaaring naipahiwatig ng kwentong ito sa mga nakabasang mga dayuhan...

Mahina ba ang mga Pinoy?

May mga Pinoy na mala- Arcinas o mala- Carding.... ngunit naniniwala pa rin naman ako na marami pa ring Pinoy ang kayang maging Saenz at Lucero, Hindi nga lang sila nabibigyan ng pagkakataon dahil na rin siguro sa hindi pa kaya ng ating pamahalaan ang magbigay o mag- allocate ng budget para sa ganitong mga bagay.

Gusto ko kong bigyan ng pansin ang paglikha ng may- akda sa dayuhang pari bilang pangunahing tauhan sa kwentong ito. Gusto kong magtanong...

Una kong katanungan... Bakit ang dayuhang bida ang mabait at halos lahat ng Pinoy sa nobela ay masama?

May naging karanasan ba ang may- akda na masama sa mga Pilipinong nakapaligid sa kanya? Bilang isang Pinoy, napapansin ko, bakit lagi na lang ang kamalian ng isang tao ang ating napapansin... masyado tayong nagiging kritiko sa lahat ng bagay. Ang isang ginawang pagkakamali ng ay ang siyang maaalala ng lahat ng tao kahit na nga ba napakarami na niyang iubinigay na kabutihan. May mga Pinou na kagaya ni Arcinas, ngunit kaunti lang sila... sigurado akong kaunti lang sila... pero ang ugaling ito ang ating nakikitang lahat... Ang mga dayuhang mistulang maamong tupa na tumutulong daw sa atin... hindi natin alam yan... hindi natin sila kaugali... hindi ko ibig na sila'y hindi pagtiwalaan ngunit ako ay Pinoy.

Ikalawang katanungan... Bakit dentist?

I was hoping in the end that the killer would be someone from the main characters... its more suspensive when its like that... kasi nang masabi ang tungkol kay Alex... nawala na yung thrill ng pagbabasa... nang inilalahad na kung sino si alex... nawalan ako talaga ng ganang magbasa... Kumbaga... "Eto na pala ang killer, ayoko na!"

Ikatlong katanungan... May serial killer ba sa Pinas?

Wala, Filipinos are happy people... ang mga masayahing tao ay hindi pumapatay ng pinaplano at sunod sunod.. Masaya ang Pinoy... hindi mamamatay tao.

The Hurt and the Pain of Losing

Getting Better, upon reading it made me realize how foolish man can be when it comes to LOVE.

I want to tell a story about a distant relative of mine, a story I just knew last night.

A 77 year old woman whom I dearly love, and have been part of my life since I was young has felt love but was never loved. Thirty two years ago, this woman fell in love with a man, a beautiful and attractive man. There seemed to be no problem with it, just that the man she fell in love into was her younger sister’s boyfriend. A younger sister who’s almost 20 years younger than her. She was torn between the love for the man and her sister. She knew the man won’t love her because the man really loved her sister. Perhaps an act of desperation or so, she teased the attractive man and she became pregnant.

Imagine how, the younger sister would feel. If I am in the younger sister’s position I will feel betrayed and I’d feel lost... my sister and my boyfriend? Until I heard this, I never would’ve believed this.

Naturally, the elder sister was married to the attractive man and the younger sister was left hurting. Perhaps her only consolation is that the marriage wasn’t successful, though the younger sister didn’t wish that these things would happen to them, perhaps the two aren’t really meant. The elder sister and the husband separated ways after she gave birth to her daughter.

There was a time where the two sisters never really talked to each other but as time goes and pass, they learned that they need to be with each other because they are sisters. ‘Walang sugat ang hindi pinaghihilom ng panahon.’

Just like Karen and the younger sister, they need to move on with their lives, though they had loved a very dearly man and though these men would mean their lives, it is sometimes good not to think of it this way. Loving is not always bed of roses, most often than not they always have torns with them.

My aunt and Karen should always bear in their minds that love comes and goes when and where you least expect it.
I sometimes really wonder if what I am writing here would be the most applicable solution to these kinds of problems. I have yet to experience these things before I give my opinion. But god forbids, I don’t want to be in this kind of situation...

Modern Romantics

Sweet Summer and The Marriage gave me a different view on the romantic side of stories. It showed me a puppy love which I believe I already have experienced and an adult love which I have yet to experience.

Sweet Summer made me think how I fared with my own puppy love. I believe just like the female character here I was naive, because I was young. And, before I new what has gotten into my very soul, I fell in love. It is such a nice feeling when I try to recall, what sometimes I refer to, as part of being stupid and being young.

I remember when I had my first love, I was 12 years of age, and everything seemed right that time. I began to feel conscious with everything. I began to feel that nobody should be more appealing than me. Nobody should be more attractive to her eyes but me... such possessiveness... I never knew that I would be like that.

When I had my first love it was really SOMETHING. A love that sprung on our early age is one of the most important and most endearing.

As I begin to live a life of an adult I begin to feel anxious with everything. Insecurity has been one of my most feared value. Unlike when I was in my younger years, everything was perfect. But now, I need to be able to fit myself with the existing values and norms that the society I belong into have. Society drills to us that we should be something and someone... such materialism exist and even though you don’t want to be part of it, you don’t have a choice. You take the chance or you just leave, and be coward all your life.

As an adult, I’d want to fall in love with someone who will need me because she won’t be able to go on with her life without me. Someone who will arouse my protective instinct and someone who’d want to share the rest of her days being with me would be a good definition of love that I would want to experience. I may be idealistic this time, but when it comes to love, we have our own fairy tales to fulfill. Though I already am starting to live an adult life I still believe in happy endings.

I still am an old fashioned man who wants to loved...

Since Wowowee's stampede incident , I've been asking myself.... what do I need to do to be able to make thes epeople be more creative and hardworking...

Psychologists say that the stampede were more of the people's fault...? Perhaps... we should always take into consideration the people's views as to why they chose to be there and why they chose to join the said game show.... Filipinos are happy people... Happy people don't kill each other...

Why did this thing happen?...................

I hope victims would be given proper justice.

Ang Banahaw at ang Kwento sa Phillit

I was not prepared for the hard things I’ve experienced in Mt. Banahaw. My dad, before leaving the house advised me a thousand times never to ‘greet’ all the unnatural things I am to see there.

My dad was one of those who still believe in folklore. He and my late grandfather were of those who believe in the power of amulets, and the power of nature over us. In times like this, I am still proud, that even though we are living in a very permissive society, my father still finds this sort of beliefs in his heart.

Kakaiba ang Banahaw na aking nakita, at narating. Kaiba sa mundong aking ginagalawan. Ang mga tao’y animo dayuhan kung kami’y ituring ay pawing mga nagbibigay galang sa aming pagdating.

Buong akala ko’y ang pagpunta sa Bundok ng Banahaw ay isa lamang kompromiso na kailangang puntahan dahil kasama mo ang iyong mga kaibigan. Mali ako, dito sa Banahaw, nakita ko kung paano ako bilang isang kaibigan… bilang isang kaklase at bilang isang tao. Maaaring sa iba kong kasama, naging masama ang aking ginawa… ngunit sa iba naman ako daw ay nakatulong.

Sa aking pag- akyat, natutuhan ko kung paano ang maging isang conformist na tinatawag. Natutuwa ako dahil hindi ko inaasahan na ako ay makakatulong sa aking mga kaibigan, kaklase at mga kasama sa maliit kong kaalaman at kakayahan.

Sa panahon ng pangangailangan, dito mo malalaman kung sino ang tunay mong mga kasama at mga kaibigan.

Sabi sa amin, kailangan naming ilubog ang aming sarili sa ilog sa Banahaw upang kami’y maging malinis muli mula sa kasalanan. Ang sa akin, kahit na hindi na ko maging malinis, basta ako’y masaya a kasama ko ang aking mga kaibigan na nariyan at nagbibigay inspirasyon sa akin upang nang sa gayon ay maging isa akong kapakipakinabang na nilalang.

All the supernatural things that seemed to get into everyone’s mind that day, never got the chance to get stuck to it. Siguro dahil na rin sa hindi namin ito pinahintulutan.

Gaya ng hindi pagpapahintulot ng babae sa Tale of the Spinster and Peter Pan, kahit na anong kababalaghan pa ang kaniyang maranasan sa pagtingin sa binatang sa Joel, hindi niya pinahintulutan na ito’y makasumpong sa kaniyang pagkatao.

Kahit pa ito ang prince charming niya… hindi siya nag- asam… Sa aking palagay kaya siya tumaggi nung huli… kasi natakot siya sa sarili niya. Na kapag lumalim ang kanilang pagkakakilala, baka may mangyari kung saan masasaktan lamang siya. Siguro isa ang babaeng ito na maituturing kong mahina sapagkat hindi siya nagmahal… mula sa kaniyang puso,mananatili ang pakiramdam na umasam… at panghihinayang…

How Often is Sometimes... (Platonicism)

(Before reading my blog, I want everybody to know that... all of the things I wrote here are based on my very own opinion.)

I would like to give my story 'Documents' a creative way of discussing it by means of discussing what I feel and what everyone, I believe feels.

First... How often is sometimes? In Tagalog, 'Gaano kadalas ang minsan', minsan naiisip ko kung hanggang kailan ako mag- iisip ng napakaraming bagay tungkol sa mga taong nakapaligid sa akin. When I look at the girls, they seem to emulate such aura that would really make you 'go gago' always... depende nga lang sa babae... may mga babae rin kasing ayaw mo nang lingunin kahit kailan.

Platonicism is a word I built especially for this topic, simply because I never believed in platonic relationship between a boy and a girl. At one point in time, a boy or a girl should consider themselves asking what relationship do they really have... do they want to continue being best friends? close friends?

Hindi ako naniniwala na ang dalawang magkaibigan, yung close or best friends (babae at lalake), ay hindi magkakaroon ng kahit kaunting sandali upang itanong sa sarili nila kung anong uri ng relasyon ang gusto nilang makamtan. I'm not only basing what I am writing on my own beliefs, I am also basing it from others experiences.

Naniniwala akong ang pinakamabisang pundasyon ng pagmamahalan ay pagkakaibigan. Though, some of them did not prosper, they all said that it's a very wonderful experience being in love with your best friend or close friend.

If I am going to base it on my personal experience... it's more of a trite one... i fell in love with my best and close friend. I never intended to fall in love with her, but I fell... just like the song... 'i was hooked... and before I knew what hit me, my soul surrendered'.

I fell in love with a friend when I was barely elementary, I didn't regret what I felt cause it made me realize that I exist because I love. Love is a wondrous feeling.

It requires a decision that entails happiness and loneliness. On my opinion girls are very emotional... lagi na lang isinasaalang- alang ng mga kalalakihan ang kanilang feelings (Don't get me wrong!I think girls, also do this!) Kaya lang hindi nakikita ng mga girls kung gaano ka- hurt ang isang lalake, this is why guys are better pretenders than girls.

Lalo na kung friendship lang ang kailangan ng isa sa kanila. It really hurts...SOBRA... hehehe...

Now if you ask me 'How often is sometimes?' ---- MADALAS! NAPAKADALAS...

Platonic love? MASAKIT! NAPAKASAKIT!!!

Forgive me for having a sewer mind!!!

'For out of much tribulation and anguiash of hearts, I wrote you with many tears, not that you might be saddened, but for you to feel the love I have especially for you.' - di ko maalala kung saan ko nabasa

The Unconditional Love

'The only person who gave me unconditional love was my mom...' by Kris Aquino.

The Corral

Palaisipan…

Ang partikular na istoryang ito ay nagbigay sa akin ng isang napakalaking palaisipan. Noong araw pala kung ilalarawan ng isang tao ang kaniyang napupusuan... tulad ng sinabi ni Pilar, 'a strong, man with muscles bulging out his body.' Ngayon kasi, kapag nagpa- describe ka sa isang babae ng isang lalake, it's either sasabihin niya, 'gwapo, okay lang, singkit, pogi, panget etc.' Nowadays, people are very superficial, masyado na silang nagiging pisyolihical sa lahat ng aspeto ng kanilang buhay.

Desperate…

It looks as if Pilar was desperate to have a man in her life just to prevent herself from being with Mr. Perfecto. Perhaps, Filipinas are really born romantically (boys also). They tend to fall in love first before they marry and tie themselves with someone else.

Magnificence

I would like to give so much credit to this story. Kaya lang, sana we could also read about a child and his or her unconditional love to their mom or dad. Usually we tend to give a lot of credit to the love given to us by our mothers which is true, but I think children also love their moms and dads the way they are loved by their parents.

Some children may not be the ‘showy’ type of person who’ll always say ‘I love you’ but certainly they still love their parents more.

Magnificence gave me a total outlook to a typical family who may have experience something that made them bind more as a family. Sa gitna nang dalamhati, ang lagi nating pwedeng makasama ay ang pamilya natin.

Ang kauna- unahang istorya naalala ko ay ang istorya ni Kris Aquino… When she had an affair with Joey Marquez… it was a nationwide scandal. When she was allegedly abused by Joey Marquez, she went back to her mom and asked for guidance and forgiveness. Of course a parent, as Cory is, forgave her daughter for the mistakes she had committed. And as Kris had said in her reports… her mom was only the person who gave her unconditional love.

I liked the magnificent love the mother shared to her children… it is very much real.

The suspect, however, first I believed that he didn’t do nay crime at all. I perceived him first as someone trapped in a bad situation… but as the story progresses, I began to believe that he is in fact a maniac trapped in a tuitor’s body.