please!

Get me these two books and I will worship you like a GOD! 

P.S. The Trainspotting movie rocks ass! That’s why I’m so intrigued in the reading the book! 

huh?

I was flipping through the channels and came across Paris Hilton’s music video, “Stars are Blind”. While watching it, I was thinking how much money they spent on this video because they could’ve spent it on something better.

It was a four-minute video with too much black and white scenes, lots of skin, and too much making out. Paris spent most of the time in the video rubbing herself against either a man or a tree. It was like the tree was her personal stripper pole. And the rest of the time she was rolling around in the sand, trying her best to look sexy.

The song itself wasn’t impressive either, the lyrics were dull and unoriginal. It was just another generic girl singer with a sex video. It was like the company that manufactures the line of the many Britney Spears, Aguileras and Jessica Simpsons.

I do not get what people see in HER. 

Philippines

Who wouldn’t miss the flying jeepneys on the road? Or the fighting drivers? Confused commuters? Who wouldn’t miss the overstaying buses which will also fly like killing machines on EDSA? How about the brave pedestrians that doesn’t care about the traffic lights? Or the traffic jams? The thick black air from smokers and smoke-belchers? The tak-a-tak vendors selling cigarettes, candies and skyflakes? Or funny-looking fat-bellied police men who runs after petty criminals but stops in mid-way, catching their breath?

The fishballs, squidballs, kikiam, isaw, barbeque, banana cue that one can enjoy wherever you are because vendors are everywhere. One wakes up upon hearing the manong shout “taho!” or “puto! kutchinta!”. Eating on the table with your feet up and talking loudly about the latest showbiz gossip. Flipping through local channels, seeing the same face over and over again - kris aquino. kris aquino. manny pacquiao. manny pacquiao. kris aquino.

Isn’t it grand to walk down a street and see different kinds of children - from small to tiny - running around and playing patintero, sipa, tago-taguan, piko, step-no or chasing after dogs, taking a bath in the middle of the street, or sucking the juice out of a santan flower?

But on the other hand, who would be happy about a blind government? corrupt officials? being in debt? seeing your taxes isn’t working for you? seeing the rich gets richer? seeing the poor being ignored?

There’s so many things to love about this country. Things that one would surely miss if they leave. Saying that many filipinos would like to leave this country would be a MAJOR understatement. It seems like no one wants to be a part of this country anymore. They want to leave everything behind. They’ve lost all hope on this country because they wouldn’t look at the simple things that a filipino can be proud of. All that they can see are the faults of the government. All they can look at is the negative side.

Puro reklamo na lang. Lahat na lang mali.

From my point of view,  that is the very reason why the Philippines won’t prosper - hindi na kasi tinutulungan ng mga pilipino na umangat ang bansa nila. Ang nasa isip ng pinoy ngayon ay “I’d rather be anywhere, but here.” Don’t they understand? They are needed HERE. Every filipino is needed HERE. Our country needs us, bakit natin siya hindi pinapansin? Let’s say that its hard to love this country. Sino ba naman magtitiis kung lugmok na tayo sa utang. But what i’m saying is, why don’t we help our country out?

Call me stupid and hit me over the head with it, but I just don’t see the point of why one has to go to another country and use their talents there?! Your talents are needed HERE! Your intelligence is needed HERE! Your knowledge through years of studying is needed HERE!

But where are you going? 

What makes me happy?

Source of Happiness No. 1

I’m going to sound very mushy but here goes. This guy is my drug. He keeps me going. He inspires me and he never fails to make me happy. We do fight alot, and because of that, we’ve become closer and closer. We’ve managed to go through alot of problems already, and looking back, i’m suprised that we were able to handle our problems maturely. We practically do everything together and i know ever tiny single little detail there is to know about him. I could spot him meters away and i can find my way to him in a crowd. He means so much to me, so much that i know that i couldn’t go on without him. He’s my bestfriend. My lover. My angel. My Rafael. (told you i was gonna be mushy.)

Source of Happiness No. 2

Call me materialistic if you want but i just can’t live without a cellphone. No explanation needed.
My crappy mp4 player is on this list too. It may be a little worn out and compares to nothing next to an iPod, but i don’t care. As long as music comes out of it, i’m all good.

Source of Happiness No. 3

Probably the only member in our family that truly makes me happy. I’m in love with this kid. He’s very adorable and very active. They say I’m his favorite tita. He goes through a fit of hysterical giggles when he hears me call out “Gaeelll!!” It’s amazing how a kid can make someone smile even in the gloomiest of days. I look forward to every weekend that he gets to spend here at home. I become his ever watchful “yaya” while he crawls and walks around the living room. Looking at him makes me want to have a kid of my own just like him - very pogi and very makulit.

Source of Happiness No. 4

My friends. Of course, who else do i run to when i need help, or just someone to laugh or hang out with? Everybody needs a friend. Friends you can keep for a lifetime, but boyfriends? They come and go, ladies, they fucking come and go. You get help getting over your fucked-up moments from your friends. So never ever try to survive without a friend. That would be a very stupid thing to do.

This here is Joyce. She’s been my friend since high school. We never stop to keep in touch. She helps me through my ups and downs. She never fails me. That’s why i love her to bits. I’m ready to do anything to help her when the time comes.

Source of Happiness No. 5

Two words. MARLBORO LIGHTS. ^_^