Thanks to ysobel for taking the time to make this vid possible.
It seems I'm on the running for the US elections by some interesting twist of fate. Check out the video here.
Ka-level ko na pala si Ralph Nader at Ross Perot? hahahahahaha Go!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sayonara Lelouch!
The last episode of Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion has aired...
Mami-miss ko ang series na 'to...the myriad of plot twists na talo pa ang telenovela; the almost Neon Genesis Evangelion-like plot twist toward the end(na thankfully hindi natuloy or else baka nabaliw na ako hehe), C.C.'s obsession with Pizza Hut - may product placement pa!; and finally, Lelouch's impression of Butch Francisco whenever he dons the Zero persona.
But I guess the writers just couldn't resist one FINAL plot twist right at the end. hahahahaha how typical...
Now, off I go to look for another anime series to obsess on...
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Somewhere in Vietnam, During the 1960s, a Lizard opened its mouth and said -- "F*ck You!"
Medyo surrealist ang title but I think this best captures the mood of Mark Baker's "Nam" - a collection of wartime stories of the Vietnam War Veterans.
This surely is an engrossing read, given na nasisingit ko ito sa aking readings - and mind you, I have a sh*tload of readings to go through for my term papers.hehe
The stories are brutally honest, giving us a glimpse into quite literally another world. One vet said that Vietnam during the war was "hell on earth." Baker described it as "a brutal Neverland, outside time and space, where little boys didn't have to grow up. They just grew old before their time."
The collected oral testimonies are a mix of the disturbing, explicit, violent, and surprisingly laugh-out-loud funny moments in the lives of the men and women who "endured the unendurable." (pasintabi kay Emperor Hirohito hehe)
Here's my pick of the funniest bits in the book, warning: explicit and/or disturbing content, but still funny though...
The day I flew in, we stayed up in the air watching the whole place get hit. I couldn't believe that was the place I was going. After the mortar attack, I got to my unit and asked to see the captain. They told me he was away from the main area of the camp....I walked out to meet him and take over command. He was dead with his head blown off and his dick in the air. He had been out there masturbating when the mortars hit and got his head blown right off. Stiff as a board with his cock in his hands. -- Granted, medyo morbid ang kwentong ito. pero kakatawa pa rin...blown off while getting off...how ironic...
They always call us men, Marines or troopers. Never boys. But during my first fire fight in Nam, I was giggling. We got pinned down by some VC [VietCong] with an automatic weapon. Our machine gunner opens up. The next thing I hear is, 'Oh boy, I got 'em. Man, did you see his fucking head fly off?' A kid'll do that. Nobody in the unit was over twenty-one.
You try to have fun with things. Ambush was fun. It's supposed to be professional, but it's not.
'Oh boy, here he comes. I got that one.'
'This one is mine.'
'Nah, I got this one. You got the last one.'
'Man, this one's for me. Get your own.'
'He's mine.'
'Is not.'
'Is too.'
'Is not.'
-- Mga bata...kelangang mag-share ha? Learn to take turns killing VCs OK?
This last one's the killer. And I think this story deserves to be told in full, thus:
At night it would scare me. I couldn't see anything. I would sneak out and set up trip flares every night. They would all go off and I would never see a God damn thing.
Then there were the lungfish. There was water all around us and these fish would swim up. Then when the tide would go out, the fish would get caught in puddles in front of my bunker. Lungfish have lungs and they sound like human beings breathing. You'd be laying there trying to sleep, hearing horror-show-monster breathing right in front of you.
One night while it was my turn to be awake, somebody, very clearly and distinctly and right in my ear, said, 'Fuck you.' I knew I was dead. I was grabbing my rifle like one of the Three Stooges in a comedy routine. The only thing I could see was this little lizard six inches long. There was a frozen moment when the lizard blew out its little gills and went, 'Fuck you,' again.
I was waking up the other guys. 'Hey, man, this lizard just told me to go get fucked.' The three of us -- relatively grown men, three old kids, at least -- had a standoff with an ounce-and-a-half lizard. Finally, the little sucker said 'fuck you' for them, too.
This surely is an engrossing read, given na nasisingit ko ito sa aking readings - and mind you, I have a sh*tload of readings to go through for my term papers.hehe
The stories are brutally honest, giving us a glimpse into quite literally another world. One vet said that Vietnam during the war was "hell on earth." Baker described it as "a brutal Neverland, outside time and space, where little boys didn't have to grow up. They just grew old before their time."
The collected oral testimonies are a mix of the disturbing, explicit, violent, and surprisingly laugh-out-loud funny moments in the lives of the men and women who "endured the unendurable." (pasintabi kay Emperor Hirohito hehe)
Here's my pick of the funniest bits in the book, warning: explicit and/or disturbing content, but still funny though...
The day I flew in, we stayed up in the air watching the whole place get hit. I couldn't believe that was the place I was going. After the mortar attack, I got to my unit and asked to see the captain. They told me he was away from the main area of the camp....I walked out to meet him and take over command. He was dead with his head blown off and his dick in the air. He had been out there masturbating when the mortars hit and got his head blown right off. Stiff as a board with his cock in his hands. -- Granted, medyo morbid ang kwentong ito. pero kakatawa pa rin...blown off while getting off...how ironic...
They always call us men, Marines or troopers. Never boys. But during my first fire fight in Nam, I was giggling. We got pinned down by some VC [VietCong] with an automatic weapon. Our machine gunner opens up. The next thing I hear is, 'Oh boy, I got 'em. Man, did you see his fucking head fly off?' A kid'll do that. Nobody in the unit was over twenty-one.
You try to have fun with things. Ambush was fun. It's supposed to be professional, but it's not.
'Oh boy, here he comes. I got that one.'
'This one is mine.'
'Nah, I got this one. You got the last one.'
'Man, this one's for me. Get your own.'
'He's mine.'
'Is not.'
'Is too.'
'Is not.'
-- Mga bata...kelangang mag-share ha? Learn to take turns killing VCs OK?
This last one's the killer. And I think this story deserves to be told in full, thus:
At night it would scare me. I couldn't see anything. I would sneak out and set up trip flares every night. They would all go off and I would never see a God damn thing.
Then there were the lungfish. There was water all around us and these fish would swim up. Then when the tide would go out, the fish would get caught in puddles in front of my bunker. Lungfish have lungs and they sound like human beings breathing. You'd be laying there trying to sleep, hearing horror-show-monster breathing right in front of you.
One night while it was my turn to be awake, somebody, very clearly and distinctly and right in my ear, said, 'Fuck you.' I knew I was dead. I was grabbing my rifle like one of the Three Stooges in a comedy routine. The only thing I could see was this little lizard six inches long. There was a frozen moment when the lizard blew out its little gills and went, 'Fuck you,' again.
I was waking up the other guys. 'Hey, man, this lizard just told me to go get fucked.' The three of us -- relatively grown men, three old kids, at least -- had a standoff with an ounce-and-a-half lizard. Finally, the little sucker said 'fuck you' for them, too.
Monday, September 22, 2008
WTF? Josh Groban at the Emmys
Best bits:
1. Natawa ako sa Southpark rendition, kuhang-kuha si Cartman...hahaha
2. yung X-Files and Law&Order theme...panggulo?
3. Josh Groban singing the "Cops" theme...
4. Josh doing all the voices for the late night talk shows...except for one intro na parang di niya kinaya hehe
5.Listen carefully as he goes "Oh God..." before rapping the "Fresh Prince of Bel-air" theme song -- kinaya si Will Smith! Bravo Groban! Bravo
They're Back!
It's been a looooong wait...
Finally, the long-awaited answers to our questions...
Who shot Nathan Petrelli?
What happened to Nikki?
What was Kaito Nakamura's power?
What is Angela Petrelli's power?
Who are the villains?
Will Sylar get more powers?
Some of the questions are answered by the spoiler vid below:
Season Three starts now...damn it, walang TV dito sa boarding house!
Finally, the long-awaited answers to our questions...
Who shot Nathan Petrelli?
What happened to Nikki?
What was Kaito Nakamura's power?
What is Angela Petrelli's power?
Who are the villains?
Will Sylar get more powers?
Some of the questions are answered by the spoiler vid below:
Season Three starts now...damn it, walang TV dito sa boarding house!
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Where in Hell am I?
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
Here's a description of the seventh circle of hell:
Seventh Level of Hell
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The stench here is overpowering. This level is also home to the wood of the suicides- stunted and gnarled trees with twisting branches and poisoned fruit. At the time of final judgement, their bodies will hang from their branches. In those branches the Harpies, foul birdlike creatures with human faces, make their nests. Beyond the wood is scorching sand where those who committed violence against God and nature are showered with flakes of fire that rain down against their naked bodies. Blasphemers and sodomites writhe in pain, their tongues more loosed to lamentation, and out of their eyes gushes forth their woe. Usurers, who followed neither nature nor art, also share company in the Seventh Level.
Ive read Dante's Inferno so the details come as no surprise to me. Somehow, I'm not surprised at the test results...*insert devilish laugh here*
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | High |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | High |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | High |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | High |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Low |
| Level 7 (Violent) | Very High |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | Moderate |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Low |
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
Here's a description of the seventh circle of hell:
Seventh Level of Hell
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The stench here is overpowering. This level is also home to the wood of the suicides- stunted and gnarled trees with twisting branches and poisoned fruit. At the time of final judgement, their bodies will hang from their branches. In those branches the Harpies, foul birdlike creatures with human faces, make their nests. Beyond the wood is scorching sand where those who committed violence against God and nature are showered with flakes of fire that rain down against their naked bodies. Blasphemers and sodomites writhe in pain, their tongues more loosed to lamentation, and out of their eyes gushes forth their woe. Usurers, who followed neither nature nor art, also share company in the Seventh Level.
Ive read Dante's Inferno so the details come as no surprise to me. Somehow, I'm not surprised at the test results...*insert devilish laugh here*
Pop!
I was browsing the music files in my laptop, looking for pop songs...
hahaha minsan nakaka-umay na rin ang mga music na trip ko.
Unfortunately, wala talagang purely pop song sa laptop ko. My definition of pop song is hindi mo na kailangang i-subject to discourse analysis ang lyrics, walang social relevance or artistic bent sa paggamit ng words, metaphor, allegories, walang literary device to speak of...and the music is as monotonous as the Selecta chime on those roving ice cream men. That's pop for me, anyway.
When I browsed my music, I made some arbitrary and rough categorization of the hundreds of songs and music I have:
1. 'hippie' songs - 70s songs, guitar solos nga ten minutes kalawig daw gaingus nga kuring ang lead guitar. songs to get high to...hehe
2. new wave - grandfather of house, triphop, trance and music nga may mga beat. usually gloomy, rebellious, and depressing ang lyrics. ang mga sadya usually ara na sa 'new wave collections' or 'can't get enough of the eighties.' artists usually in their late 40s at present.
3. adult contemporary - pop song para sa mga tigulang. simply red, phil collins and mike francis come to mind...
4. new age - music from the realm of myth and legend, soundtrack sang lord of the rings hehehe. The Goddess, Enya, is a prime example...
5. alternative - mga kanta nga ginpamatian ko sang tinedyer pa ko. hahaha difficult to categorize, a fusion of a LOT of genres, kinanglan dyutay lang ang nakakilala para astig...some of them have gone mainstream i.e. (green day, foo fighters), most remained stuck in the 90s, (crash test dummies? belly? no doubt? nirvana?)where they rightfully belong...
6. pinoy rock - a.k.a. 'tunog kalye,' the 'second wave' of pinoy rock; prevalent during the 90s, era ng eraserheads, rivermaya, siakol, yano, etc. basta damu na sila indi ko na sila kilala tanan.
7. techno, electronica - i'm not sure if I can lump them together, since marami rin silang sub-genres. William Orbit, Chicane, Faithless, the Prodigy, Massive Attack, Lamb, Crystal Method, Mono. BTW, may concert dito si Chicane on Sept 29. 1500 ang ticket. Punyeta! I won't even come to the concert if it were 100 pesos kasi sigurado magulo ang mga tao dun...
8. folk songs - songs anchored on the sedate strumming of the acoustic guitar. socially relevant ang lyrics. makes one want to save the world or join a cause...
9. and the 'uncategorizable' (?) songs - basta...songs and artists that appeal to me because of their - uh - uniqueness (read: WEIRDNESS). Bjork is one of them...makes one shake his head in bewilderment...what the f*ck was that song about? hahaha
10. The Smashing Pumpkins - a class of their own, period.
Pero wala talagang POP. Nada. Left them all at the PC back in Bacolod.
Hahaha
So mantinir ko subong Bamboo...Take Me Down...Rakenrol...
hahaha minsan nakaka-umay na rin ang mga music na trip ko.
Unfortunately, wala talagang purely pop song sa laptop ko. My definition of pop song is hindi mo na kailangang i-subject to discourse analysis ang lyrics, walang social relevance or artistic bent sa paggamit ng words, metaphor, allegories, walang literary device to speak of...and the music is as monotonous as the Selecta chime on those roving ice cream men. That's pop for me, anyway.
When I browsed my music, I made some arbitrary and rough categorization of the hundreds of songs and music I have:
1. 'hippie' songs - 70s songs, guitar solos nga ten minutes kalawig daw gaingus nga kuring ang lead guitar. songs to get high to...hehe
2. new wave - grandfather of house, triphop, trance and music nga may mga beat. usually gloomy, rebellious, and depressing ang lyrics. ang mga sadya usually ara na sa 'new wave collections' or 'can't get enough of the eighties.' artists usually in their late 40s at present.
3. adult contemporary - pop song para sa mga tigulang. simply red, phil collins and mike francis come to mind...
4. new age - music from the realm of myth and legend, soundtrack sang lord of the rings hehehe. The Goddess, Enya, is a prime example...
5. alternative - mga kanta nga ginpamatian ko sang tinedyer pa ko. hahaha difficult to categorize, a fusion of a LOT of genres, kinanglan dyutay lang ang nakakilala para astig...some of them have gone mainstream i.e. (green day, foo fighters), most remained stuck in the 90s, (crash test dummies? belly? no doubt? nirvana?)where they rightfully belong...
6. pinoy rock - a.k.a. 'tunog kalye,' the 'second wave' of pinoy rock; prevalent during the 90s, era ng eraserheads, rivermaya, siakol, yano, etc. basta damu na sila indi ko na sila kilala tanan.
7. techno, electronica - i'm not sure if I can lump them together, since marami rin silang sub-genres. William Orbit, Chicane, Faithless, the Prodigy, Massive Attack, Lamb, Crystal Method, Mono. BTW, may concert dito si Chicane on Sept 29. 1500 ang ticket. Punyeta! I won't even come to the concert if it were 100 pesos kasi sigurado magulo ang mga tao dun...
8. folk songs - songs anchored on the sedate strumming of the acoustic guitar. socially relevant ang lyrics. makes one want to save the world or join a cause...
9. and the 'uncategorizable' (?) songs - basta...songs and artists that appeal to me because of their - uh - uniqueness (read: WEIRDNESS). Bjork is one of them...makes one shake his head in bewilderment...what the f*ck was that song about? hahaha
10. The Smashing Pumpkins - a class of their own, period.
Pero wala talagang POP. Nada. Left them all at the PC back in Bacolod.
Hahaha
So mantinir ko subong Bamboo...Take Me Down...Rakenrol...
Saturday, September 20, 2008
May Gold Man Ko Di! Hahaha
As a response to Peace and his Irish gold, here's Sinead O'Connor again...
Whew!
It only took three songs from New Order para matapos ang book review for 226. hehe Conclusion na lang ang kulang, but it is always a joy to reach the 'Conclusion' part of the paper - for all intents and purposes talagang tapos ka na, you just have to summarize and insert a few thoughts here and there but...Whew! Finally!
To celebrate, eto si Madame Bjork with "I Miss You"...
Parang episode ng "Ren and Stimpy" ang vid, watch out for the dancing prophylactics hahahaha
To celebrate, eto si Madame Bjork with "I Miss You"...
Parang episode ng "Ren and Stimpy" ang vid, watch out for the dancing prophylactics hahahaha
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Freak Accident
Or you can also call it "Accident sg Freak" hahaha
Fellow blogger kristel just had an unfortunate mishap and I wish her a speedy recovery. But now it seems the untold story of last week can now be told...
After I posted the "I'm OK" blog post I really thought that the rest of my week would turn out fine.
Tuesday: the flooding in my room was fixed.
Wednesday: I spent the whole day in the mainlib, deciding to come home around 6:30 in the evening. Unfortunately, rain started to fall - and the rain turned into a torrent that seemed unceasing.
As it is my custom to walk the few blocks from the library to the boarding house, I was a bit pissed that the rain would be an added hassle on my trek home. I decided to get a take-out order from the food stall beside the mainlib as I was determined to go straight home and weather out the storm (since Bagyong Marce was still active in Luzon that time).
It must've been a combination of the unlighted street and my haste to go home that the big gaping pothole (lubak) went unnoticed by me. One moment I was shuffling along the middle of the street, with my backpack slung on my back, my umbrella on one hand, and the other carrying my takeout order when - BAM!- in an instant I was sprawled on the middle of the street. It took me a moment to realize that I managed to save myself from completely falling flat on my face by resting my elbow on the hard pavement. It f*cking hurts! My left knee, I knew, was scraped and bleeding as I could feel it underneath my pant leg, while my right ankle was throbbing with pain - possibly sprained.
Thankfully I still had the strength to immediately get up and hobble painfully to the side of the road. And THAT'S when I noticed the pothole...what the f*ck?! It would also seem that I still had my wits with me because as I was slowly inching my way away from the scene of the accident, I immediately checked to see if my takeout managed to survive (it did, though medyo naghalo na ang bolognese sa chicken hehe). And as I was painfully hobbling my way toward the Shopping Center, I began to unconsciously plan a course of action.
First I would need to get rid of the cumbersome backpack. That meant going to the boarding house first. Upon arriving there, I checked if I had any supplies to dress my wound. None. Then I rolled up my left pant leg and saw the bleeding scrapes juxtaposed on the old scar tissue from my vehicular mishap waaaay back in high school (another story left untold, andami ko kayang accidents in my life...) Having no choice and faced with the need to immediately disinfect the wound, I poured alcohol on it.
The pain was monstrous.
Without changing my clothes, I immediately went outside with my umbrella and braved the torrential rain to buy antiseptics and antibiotics. When I arrived at the Shopping Center, the Pharmacy was closed. Just my luck. I badly needed antibiotics since the place where the pothole was was flooded by water leaking from a sewage line just at the corner. I feared infection, and worse, tetanus. My mind was already calculating if I had enough allowance left for an anti-tetanus shot...I managed to buy Betadine and a pack of cotton swabs from the coop grocery. Then after making my purchase, I made my way home.
Good thing my landlady is a doctor, so I was sure she'd have some medicine stashed somewhere. Unfortunately, she wasn't home when I called on her, so it was her husband - an engineer - who answered. Doc (Ph.D. si engineer) was kind enough to riffle through their medicine cabinet and then the familiar name came up: Amoxicillin.
Eureka!
I managed to get some more antibiotics from a fellow boarder who was kind enough to give me her blister pack full of 500 mg amoxicillin. Seems God was still looking out for me. So after washing the wound, I applied the antiseptic, ate my takeout order, took 500mg of antibiotics, and willed myself to sleep despite the pain in my left knee and right ankle.
The next few days were spent confined within my room, recuperating. I also bought some ready-to-eat stuff together with the antiseptic anticipating I would be confined for a while, unable to go out. I already expected the pain since, as I've told you earlier, I've been through graver mishaps. Fortunately, there was no signs of infection on my left knee and my right ankle, though sore to touch and difficult to move the day after, didn't experience any swelling.
My imposed convalescence meant that I would miss almost four days of research work. But what can one do but bow to the will of Divine Providence? hehehe In the meantime I was googling symptoms for tetanus infection and having been convinced that any infection had been held at bay, I turned my attention to healing...and killing boredom.
It wasn't all that bad though, I managed to finish my 205 book review and got started on the 110 exam paper. I even got through several chapters of Dostoevsky. And then of course, there's blogging and the internet to chase the blues away.
One week later...
I am now looking at the dried crusts peeling away from my knee, revealing fresh pink skin. Parang skin ng baby! haha My ankle's not bothering me anymore, though I think it would still take a few more days for it to fully recover. I feel confident that I could wear long pants and shoes tomorrow as I will be making the trek to the National Library.
By the way, the research is doing fine.
I still pass by THAT street, though the rains have stopped and I was now a bit more careful to steer clear of the pothole.
* * *
Yesterday I passed by and know what I saw?
They covered up the f*cking pothole.
Just my luck, I guess....
Fellow blogger kristel just had an unfortunate mishap and I wish her a speedy recovery. But now it seems the untold story of last week can now be told...
After I posted the "I'm OK" blog post I really thought that the rest of my week would turn out fine.
Tuesday: the flooding in my room was fixed.
Wednesday: I spent the whole day in the mainlib, deciding to come home around 6:30 in the evening. Unfortunately, rain started to fall - and the rain turned into a torrent that seemed unceasing.
As it is my custom to walk the few blocks from the library to the boarding house, I was a bit pissed that the rain would be an added hassle on my trek home. I decided to get a take-out order from the food stall beside the mainlib as I was determined to go straight home and weather out the storm (since Bagyong Marce was still active in Luzon that time).
It must've been a combination of the unlighted street and my haste to go home that the big gaping pothole (lubak) went unnoticed by me. One moment I was shuffling along the middle of the street, with my backpack slung on my back, my umbrella on one hand, and the other carrying my takeout order when - BAM!- in an instant I was sprawled on the middle of the street. It took me a moment to realize that I managed to save myself from completely falling flat on my face by resting my elbow on the hard pavement. It f*cking hurts! My left knee, I knew, was scraped and bleeding as I could feel it underneath my pant leg, while my right ankle was throbbing with pain - possibly sprained.
Thankfully I still had the strength to immediately get up and hobble painfully to the side of the road. And THAT'S when I noticed the pothole...what the f*ck?! It would also seem that I still had my wits with me because as I was slowly inching my way away from the scene of the accident, I immediately checked to see if my takeout managed to survive (it did, though medyo naghalo na ang bolognese sa chicken hehe). And as I was painfully hobbling my way toward the Shopping Center, I began to unconsciously plan a course of action.
First I would need to get rid of the cumbersome backpack. That meant going to the boarding house first. Upon arriving there, I checked if I had any supplies to dress my wound. None. Then I rolled up my left pant leg and saw the bleeding scrapes juxtaposed on the old scar tissue from my vehicular mishap waaaay back in high school (another story left untold, andami ko kayang accidents in my life...) Having no choice and faced with the need to immediately disinfect the wound, I poured alcohol on it.
The pain was monstrous.
Without changing my clothes, I immediately went outside with my umbrella and braved the torrential rain to buy antiseptics and antibiotics. When I arrived at the Shopping Center, the Pharmacy was closed. Just my luck. I badly needed antibiotics since the place where the pothole was was flooded by water leaking from a sewage line just at the corner. I feared infection, and worse, tetanus. My mind was already calculating if I had enough allowance left for an anti-tetanus shot...I managed to buy Betadine and a pack of cotton swabs from the coop grocery. Then after making my purchase, I made my way home.
Good thing my landlady is a doctor, so I was sure she'd have some medicine stashed somewhere. Unfortunately, she wasn't home when I called on her, so it was her husband - an engineer - who answered. Doc (Ph.D. si engineer) was kind enough to riffle through their medicine cabinet and then the familiar name came up: Amoxicillin.
Eureka!
I managed to get some more antibiotics from a fellow boarder who was kind enough to give me her blister pack full of 500 mg amoxicillin. Seems God was still looking out for me. So after washing the wound, I applied the antiseptic, ate my takeout order, took 500mg of antibiotics, and willed myself to sleep despite the pain in my left knee and right ankle.
The next few days were spent confined within my room, recuperating. I also bought some ready-to-eat stuff together with the antiseptic anticipating I would be confined for a while, unable to go out. I already expected the pain since, as I've told you earlier, I've been through graver mishaps. Fortunately, there was no signs of infection on my left knee and my right ankle, though sore to touch and difficult to move the day after, didn't experience any swelling.
My imposed convalescence meant that I would miss almost four days of research work. But what can one do but bow to the will of Divine Providence? hehehe In the meantime I was googling symptoms for tetanus infection and having been convinced that any infection had been held at bay, I turned my attention to healing...and killing boredom.
It wasn't all that bad though, I managed to finish my 205 book review and got started on the 110 exam paper. I even got through several chapters of Dostoevsky. And then of course, there's blogging and the internet to chase the blues away.
One week later...
I am now looking at the dried crusts peeling away from my knee, revealing fresh pink skin. Parang skin ng baby! haha My ankle's not bothering me anymore, though I think it would still take a few more days for it to fully recover. I feel confident that I could wear long pants and shoes tomorrow as I will be making the trek to the National Library.
By the way, the research is doing fine.
I still pass by THAT street, though the rains have stopped and I was now a bit more careful to steer clear of the pothole.
* * *
Yesterday I passed by and know what I saw?
They covered up the f*cking pothole.
Just my luck, I guess....
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Doing It Old School
I have to say this again...historical research is not an easy endeavor. Hay naku!
Just this afternoon I met with Dr. Jose to discuss some problems with my data gathering for my 205 paper. One persistent problem I was having is that the online catalog of the main library does not list the annual reports of the united states high commissioners to the president of the united states on the state of the philippine commonwealth, an important document I had to get my hands on. I tried typing variations of the title - even the whole damn thing pero olats pa rin.
Sir Jose told me that the multivolume reports are there in the filipiniana section, just tucked away in an obscure corner. So having received that assurance from a person 'in the know', I marched back to the main lib and requested a staff member to fish out the volume I'm looking for - quietly but firmly insisting na meron po yan dyan, sabi ng Prof namen...(please, para niyo nang awa...)
The student assistant seemed lost and directed me back to the online catalog, then to the printed list of books. Gusto ko nang sabihin na pati card catalog hinalukay ko na pero wala talaga pero mag-iinsist talaga ako na meron diyan...sabi ni Prof Jose nga eh...
Good thing a veteran member of the library staff came to my aid. And so finally, the book I was looking for (1936 report of the US high commissioner) was found but alas, it was already 5 PM (closing time ng filipiniana section) so I just took note of the book's call number for easy reference when I return tomorrow.
Phew! binalhas man ko pangita libro bah...Sir Jose was kind enough to provide some guides as to which libraries or collections I can go to in order to look for sources relevant to my work.
The quest for elusive historical sources shall continue well into the next month, maybe even the semestral break. waaaaaah! I can feel another INC in the making...
Just this afternoon I met with Dr. Jose to discuss some problems with my data gathering for my 205 paper. One persistent problem I was having is that the online catalog of the main library does not list the annual reports of the united states high commissioners to the president of the united states on the state of the philippine commonwealth, an important document I had to get my hands on. I tried typing variations of the title - even the whole damn thing pero olats pa rin.
Sir Jose told me that the multivolume reports are there in the filipiniana section, just tucked away in an obscure corner. So having received that assurance from a person 'in the know', I marched back to the main lib and requested a staff member to fish out the volume I'm looking for - quietly but firmly insisting na meron po yan dyan, sabi ng Prof namen...(please, para niyo nang awa...)
The student assistant seemed lost and directed me back to the online catalog, then to the printed list of books. Gusto ko nang sabihin na pati card catalog hinalukay ko na pero wala talaga pero mag-iinsist talaga ako na meron diyan...sabi ni Prof Jose nga eh...
Good thing a veteran member of the library staff came to my aid. And so finally, the book I was looking for (1936 report of the US high commissioner) was found but alas, it was already 5 PM (closing time ng filipiniana section) so I just took note of the book's call number for easy reference when I return tomorrow.
Phew! binalhas man ko pangita libro bah...Sir Jose was kind enough to provide some guides as to which libraries or collections I can go to in order to look for sources relevant to my work.
The quest for elusive historical sources shall continue well into the next month, maybe even the semestral break. waaaaaah! I can feel another INC in the making...
Monday, September 15, 2008
Hahahahahahaha
SNL skit featuring Tina Fey as Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin and Amy Poehler as U.S. Sen. Hillary Clinton. Brilliant.
The only time I really truly care about US politics is if they're being parodied by SNL, Jon Stewart, or The Onion News Network. This is coming from a grad student who's taking up US policies in Asia...how ironic...
The only time I really truly care about US politics is if they're being parodied by SNL, Jon Stewart, or The Onion News Network. This is coming from a grad student who's taking up US policies in Asia...how ironic...
Well, Hello There...
Another voice from the void reveals itself...
www.sheisnotperfect.blogspot.com
A belated welcome to this crazy realm of cyberspace, kristel.
www.sheisnotperfect.blogspot.com
A belated welcome to this crazy realm of cyberspace, kristel.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
New Order
Three music videos from the classic new-wave/synthrock band spanning a career of almost two decades. Rakenrol!
1. True Faith. One weird video
2. Regret. 'eto mas mainstream ang 'look'...
3. Crystal. Late 90s or early 2000 yata 'to. But their distinct sound is still unmistakable...
4. and of course, ang walang kamatayang Bizaare Love Triangle...
One of their unique styles in their music is that the bass guitar takes the place of the lead guitar. Atsaka ganda ng rhythms section ng music nila...
1. True Faith. One weird video
2. Regret. 'eto mas mainstream ang 'look'...
3. Crystal. Late 90s or early 2000 yata 'to. But their distinct sound is still unmistakable...
4. and of course, ang walang kamatayang Bizaare Love Triangle...
One of their unique styles in their music is that the bass guitar takes the place of the lead guitar. Atsaka ganda ng rhythms section ng music nila...
Progress Report
1. Book Review for Kas 205 - Done. Yahoooo!
2. Book Review for Kas 226 - I already have my notes, though I have to read the book again to get the 'feel' of the book hehe
3. Term Paper for 205 - konti pa ang sources na nakita. Postponed for a moment because of a 'mishap' hehe I'll explain sometime...
4. Term Paper for 226 - WALA PANG NASIMULAN! baka dito ako ulit ma-INC. well, mabait naman si Sir hehehe
5. PANGGULO! "Take Home" Exam ni Spiderman - Gagawin ko na mamaya...langhiyang Spiderman na 'to, may take-home exam na, meron pang written exam pagbalik nya. Naku! Sana masaya ka ngayon dyan sa Mexico! wahahahaha
2. Book Review for Kas 226 - I already have my notes, though I have to read the book again to get the 'feel' of the book hehe
3. Term Paper for 205 - konti pa ang sources na nakita. Postponed for a moment because of a 'mishap' hehe I'll explain sometime...
4. Term Paper for 226 - WALA PANG NASIMULAN! baka dito ako ulit ma-INC. well, mabait naman si Sir hehehe
5. PANGGULO! "Take Home" Exam ni Spiderman - Gagawin ko na mamaya...langhiyang Spiderman na 'to, may take-home exam na, meron pang written exam pagbalik nya. Naku! Sana masaya ka ngayon dyan sa Mexico! wahahahaha
Sino Si Bob Ong?
This topic was started by Pipoy's comment at my cbox, then followed Pebi's comments...hahahaha
I still haven't read any of his works, though Eli and Pebi are familiar with his works. I only heard rumors that he's a teacher in UP Diliman. Though Pebi named her most likely suspect, I've heard other names floating about as the 'true identity' of Bob Ong.
Sino ka ba, Bob Ong?
I still haven't read any of his works, though Eli and Pebi are familiar with his works. I only heard rumors that he's a teacher in UP Diliman. Though Pebi named her most likely suspect, I've heard other names floating about as the 'true identity' of Bob Ong.
Sino ka ba, Bob Ong?
Friday, September 12, 2008
End of Evangelion
Brilliant. Amazing. Superb. Fantastic. Graphic. Gory. Violent. Sensual. Frightening. Arousing. Thought-provoking. Semiotic. Postmodern. Transcendental. Enlightening. Confusing. Kaballah-esque. Mind-blowing. Art-house. Experimental. Frustrating. Enigmatic. Paradoxical. Ironic. Cinematic. Depressing. Intelligent. Confounding. Psychological. Philosophical. Disturbing. Religious. Diverse. Triumphant. Eclectic. Theoretical. Discursive. Deep. Profound. Emotional.Evocative. Obfuscated. Bewildering. Depraved. Psychedelic. Analytical. Astounding. Atypical. Classic. Ground-breaking. Fucking Great.
My review of the anime "End of Evangelion" (Parts 1 and 2) in fifty words. Maybe more...
Seeing this film would result to either an increase in IQ or insanity. I'm still not sure which effect applies to me.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Okay Na Ako
Liwanag's friendster bulletin made me laugh 'til my stomach hurt. It's amazing what a few hours could do to make up for a crappy day. Updates: one of the problems that confronted me today seemed to be fixed, while the other I already formulated a plan to address it. Thank you to the cyberpeeps who were kind enough to lend their support or just happened to 'be there'. Salamat...
Iskolar Down! Iskolar Down!
Medic! Medic!
'twas a silent late afternoon at the GenRef section of the MainLib. Me and Eli were quietly poring over our readings. I was reading on Quezon's dictatorial and fascist tendencies while Eli was reading for his paper on postmodern literary criticism, when a strange gathering a few meters away from us caught my eye.
Naguumpukan ang staff, at ilang janitor at si Kuya Guard sa may isang table, may kung anong pinagkakaabalahan. When the two kuya that I thought were library staff stood up and revealed a student lying semiconscious on a stretcher. O May Gas! Iskolar Down!
I called Eli's attention, prompting him to turn around and witness the scene of the female student being quietly pushed out of the GenRef section on a stretcher. Grabe nakakahimatay pala ang research dito sa peyups. At dahil mga tsismoso kami, tinanong namin sa mga Kuya Guard kung anong nangyari sa babae. Hinimatay daw dahil hindi nakakain, ayun...pati pangalan nakuha namin, ganun kami ka-close ng mga guard hahahahaha
Seriously though, I do hope the kid's alright. The only thing that's more important than passing that research paper is that you're able to pass your paper.
'twas a silent late afternoon at the GenRef section of the MainLib. Me and Eli were quietly poring over our readings. I was reading on Quezon's dictatorial and fascist tendencies while Eli was reading for his paper on postmodern literary criticism, when a strange gathering a few meters away from us caught my eye.
Naguumpukan ang staff, at ilang janitor at si Kuya Guard sa may isang table, may kung anong pinagkakaabalahan. When the two kuya that I thought were library staff stood up and revealed a student lying semiconscious on a stretcher. O May Gas! Iskolar Down!
I called Eli's attention, prompting him to turn around and witness the scene of the female student being quietly pushed out of the GenRef section on a stretcher. Grabe nakakahimatay pala ang research dito sa peyups. At dahil mga tsismoso kami, tinanong namin sa mga Kuya Guard kung anong nangyari sa babae. Hinimatay daw dahil hindi nakakain, ayun...pati pangalan nakuha namin, ganun kami ka-close ng mga guard hahahahaha
Seriously though, I do hope the kid's alright. The only thing that's more important than passing that research paper is that you're able to pass your paper.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Today in Thought Adjustment...
OVERSTAYING G.I.s? NO!
DEVOTED TOURISTS? YES!
The Enchanted Kingdom of Minime has recently released a press release denying rumors of overstaying American troops in the Philippines. The presence of US troops, according to Minime's Propaganda Officer - este - Press Secretary is not a violation of the sovereignty of our nation but rather a boon to the tourism industry of the Philippines. The following is the statement released by the Department of Imagination of the Enchanted Kingdom of Minime:
"The presence of US troops, though primarily undertaking combat training for defense purposes, could also be engaged in 'fun and recreational activities' as US troops also deserve a break from hunting down the Abu Sayyaf - I mean - engaging in joint military exercises with Filipino troops here in the Philippines. The allegation that the GIs are overstaying is preposterous as they are not staying too long in our Philippine Islands. Take note that there are more than 7100 islands in the Philippines and the GIs have taken the opportunity to visit each and every one of them, having heard of the exotic pussy - este - beauty that the islands have to offer. And of course the GIs are kind enough not to stay too long on a particular island, just stay for about three days. This is enough time for them to ravage - este - admire the natural pussy - este - BEAUTY that the Pearl of the Orient Seas has to offer. Of course, after said period, they would have to move on to another island. So far they have invaded - ahem - visited 756 islands. Our government is happy to report that the presence of the US troops have resulted in an increase in venereal - este - revenues for the tourism industry. Thus aside from a ready ally in the person of the American GI, we also have a devoted tourist touring our islands. God Bless America.......and the Philippines, also."
DEVOTED TOURISTS? YES!
The Enchanted Kingdom of Minime has recently released a press release denying rumors of overstaying American troops in the Philippines. The presence of US troops, according to Minime's Propaganda Officer - este - Press Secretary is not a violation of the sovereignty of our nation but rather a boon to the tourism industry of the Philippines. The following is the statement released by the Department of Imagination of the Enchanted Kingdom of Minime:
"The presence of US troops, though primarily undertaking combat training for defense purposes, could also be engaged in 'fun and recreational activities' as US troops also deserve a break from hunting down the Abu Sayyaf - I mean - engaging in joint military exercises with Filipino troops here in the Philippines. The allegation that the GIs are overstaying is preposterous as they are not staying too long in our Philippine Islands. Take note that there are more than 7100 islands in the Philippines and the GIs have taken the opportunity to visit each and every one of them, having heard of the exotic pussy - este - beauty that the islands have to offer. And of course the GIs are kind enough not to stay too long on a particular island, just stay for about three days. This is enough time for them to ravage - este - admire the natural pussy - este - BEAUTY that the Pearl of the Orient Seas has to offer. Of course, after said period, they would have to move on to another island. So far they have invaded - ahem - visited 756 islands. Our government is happy to report that the presence of the US troops have resulted in an increase in venereal - este - revenues for the tourism industry. Thus aside from a ready ally in the person of the American GI, we also have a devoted tourist touring our islands. God Bless America.......and the Philippines, also."
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Last Meetings (Sort Of)
This week I'll be seeing (most of) my classmates (probably) for the last time (for a while).
Our Kas 205 and 226 classes have officially adjourned for a research break of a few weeks. But we will still be meeting again in October for updates on progress and some finalizations of our papers prior to passing at the end of the semester.
In our Kas 226 class kanina, natuloy na rin ang debate namin ni Mr. Sungit (Chester pala pangalan niya hehe) We were discussing Regina's report on the Vietnam war, when we got entangled in a debate on...basta...nag-debate kami!
He was going on about his "theorizing" on the Vietnam War as seen through elite-peasant interactions in the struggle against the US forces. He reacted to my statement (which was a reaction to his earlier statement - but I forget what the statement was...) in which I commented on the seeming confluence of the nationalist and communist ideologies in the struggle of the Vietnamese during the Vietnam War. The exchange took a while, but in the end I was able to glean the point that he was trying to make:
Me: So, are you therefore saying that the Vietnamese experience could've been the Philippines if we had 'stuck to our guns' against the Americans?
Mr. Sungit: *gave a meaningful smile*
Me: (silently) GOTCHA! hahahahahaha
It was a pleasant surprise that Mr. Sungit became affable and - uh - conversant? (hehe) during our 'last' meeting. And the exchange with him was enlightening, and I found myself agreeing with his point - his seeming juxtaposition of the Vietnamese experience vis-a-vis the Philippine experience was a very interesting viewpoint. But enough with the theorizing, please...hehehe
Tomorrow will also be a 'last' meeting of sorts with Spiderman as he is vas al Mejico en las semanas siguentes. He'll be gone for a while, which will leave me adequate time to start my readings for my term papers for Sir Jose. About time!
Side note: Played DOTA with the kids...este...classmates yesterday and our team got trounced in two straight matches. But I hold the proud distinction of having the record for...most deaths! ten! hahahahaha I also saw a couple of gamers playing the MMORPG "Lineage" which brought me back through memory lane...ah, my former life as a gamer...
Our Kas 205 and 226 classes have officially adjourned for a research break of a few weeks. But we will still be meeting again in October for updates on progress and some finalizations of our papers prior to passing at the end of the semester.
In our Kas 226 class kanina, natuloy na rin ang debate namin ni Mr. Sungit (Chester pala pangalan niya hehe) We were discussing Regina's report on the Vietnam war, when we got entangled in a debate on...basta...nag-debate kami!
He was going on about his "theorizing" on the Vietnam War as seen through elite-peasant interactions in the struggle against the US forces. He reacted to my statement (which was a reaction to his earlier statement - but I forget what the statement was...) in which I commented on the seeming confluence of the nationalist and communist ideologies in the struggle of the Vietnamese during the Vietnam War. The exchange took a while, but in the end I was able to glean the point that he was trying to make:
Me: So, are you therefore saying that the Vietnamese experience could've been the Philippines if we had 'stuck to our guns' against the Americans?
Mr. Sungit: *gave a meaningful smile*
Me: (silently) GOTCHA! hahahahahaha
It was a pleasant surprise that Mr. Sungit became affable and - uh - conversant? (hehe) during our 'last' meeting. And the exchange with him was enlightening, and I found myself agreeing with his point - his seeming juxtaposition of the Vietnamese experience vis-a-vis the Philippine experience was a very interesting viewpoint. But enough with the theorizing, please...hehehe
Tomorrow will also be a 'last' meeting of sorts with Spiderman as he is vas al Mejico en las semanas siguentes. He'll be gone for a while, which will leave me adequate time to start my readings for my term papers for Sir Jose. About time!
Side note: Played DOTA with the kids...este...classmates yesterday and our team got trounced in two straight matches. But I hold the proud distinction of having the record for...most deaths! ten! hahahahaha I also saw a couple of gamers playing the MMORPG "Lineage" which brought me back through memory lane...ah, my former life as a gamer...
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Face The Music...
I will be passing The Great Big Research Paper tomorrow.
The submission of my greatest work ever (pwe hahaha)will be done to the tune of this song...
Criminal by Fiona Apple (warning: suggestive content)
Ang daming phallic symbols sa video na ito! hahaha
I had planned to continue reading for my book review but got immersed in serious/semi-serious talk with Eli at McDo Philcoa. Aside from being bibliophiles, we also have other things in common - being valedictorians (Eli in high school, ako in elementary), Best in Science Awardees in High School, and having a passion for teaching.
Good luck to all my classmates na nagpupuyat ngayon for Kas 110. Kaya niyo yan hehe Mas dakila kayo kasi konti lang 'free time' nyo. Hindi tayo magpa-pass ng reaction paper kay Spiderman! Tanginang reaction paper na 'yan! hahahahahaha
The submission of my greatest work ever (pwe hahaha)will be done to the tune of this song...
Criminal by Fiona Apple (warning: suggestive content)
Ang daming phallic symbols sa video na ito! hahaha
I had planned to continue reading for my book review but got immersed in serious/semi-serious talk with Eli at McDo Philcoa. Aside from being bibliophiles, we also have other things in common - being valedictorians (Eli in high school, ako in elementary), Best in Science Awardees in High School, and having a passion for teaching.
Good luck to all my classmates na nagpupuyat ngayon for Kas 110. Kaya niyo yan hehe Mas dakila kayo kasi konti lang 'free time' nyo. Hindi tayo magpa-pass ng reaction paper kay Spiderman! Tanginang reaction paper na 'yan! hahahahahaha
Period. Ellipsis...
The Great Big Research Paper is finished.
Bahala na si Batman - este - Spiderman, pala.
Now we move on to the other things that need to be researched on, analyzed, and put to paper...
Bahala na si Batman - este - Spiderman, pala.
Now we move on to the other things that need to be researched on, analyzed, and put to paper...
Monday, September 1, 2008
WTF?! I Want That F*cking Monkey!
I'm in the middle of finalizing The Great Research Paper. It's the early morning of the new month. The deadline's two days from now. But still...
What the F*ck?! Astig ng monkey ni General Cloud Nine! Do they sell them in pet stores? Baka sa Bio Lab meron? hahahahahaha
General Cloud: Do you want to get whipped?
General Cross Marian: Not a bad idea...
wahahahaha! Pervert ka Cross! But then again, kung nagyaya si Cloud ng konting S&M roleplaying...Bad Monkey! Spank the Monkey! (pun most definitely intended) wahahahaha
What the F*ck?! Astig ng monkey ni General Cloud Nine! Do they sell them in pet stores? Baka sa Bio Lab meron? hahahahahaha
General Cloud: Do you want to get whipped?
General Cross Marian: Not a bad idea...
wahahahaha! Pervert ka Cross! But then again, kung nagyaya si Cloud ng konting S&M roleplaying...Bad Monkey! Spank the Monkey! (pun most definitely intended) wahahahaha
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