Second Quarter Stormer

a mental maelstrom of thoughts

[currently...]

1) occupying a chair. 'nuff said.

2) still a layout artist scratching my way for loose change. but there's a catch there. i AM currently busy with not just one, not just two, but FIVE high school textbooks. goodluck to my eyes, as well as clammy palms and a calloused right palm bottom. woah for that.

3) a bassist for this pankrak band we're coming up with. yup, there are callouses on the tip of my fingertips right now.

4) jobless, mainstream for that matter.

5) thinking of something and anything and everything right now. up to and including.... your last message to me.

[wait, this should be frankie's post right?]

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 11:49 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[may bangs!!!]

have you ever wondered why red horse have that "ito ang tama" tag? if you answer is "because anlakas ng tama nya, because it is extra strong beer," well...

you may be right in that sense, but you CAN be wrong. because the horse can be deceiving. in years i spent riding the ale (yup, i used the word "ride" there, as in "trip") i recently discovered something. there exists 2 kinds of the bottled piss. one, that is your usual horse. the other, the real stuff.

you can differentiate one from the other by the look of the horse. my drinking buddy told me to look for the horse with "bangs," or that which the horse's mane runs through the forehead. yep, that's the one. with red letters behind. and yes, if you're a regular horse rider, it tastes different too. i found the one with the bangs bland, actually.

rumor has it that in a case of red horse, you MIGHT get just one of that. rumor, too, that it was "pamahiin." i tried to debunk my friend that time, saying that "ikaw, u believe in materialism, yet you believe in pamahiin? baka naman old school na yung bottle?" then he retaliated with not just one, but a string of questions that led to evidences.

"one, why still use the old bottle, if it's really old packaging that matters for the bottling plant? di ba dapat sila ang nag-pha-phase out nun, e andami namang new bottles? besides, they recycle even the newer bottles d ba? two, ano sinabi mo? iba lasa? ikaw nagsabi nyan ha... three, ganito... ilan tinitira mong bottles, then banlaw tayo ng colt45... apat? have you asked yourself nung minsan na tinira mo yung apat na yun, and isa dun e may bangs, bat naka-isang round lang tayo ng colt when dati tumitira tayo ng 3 rounds hanggang umaga kahit naka-kabayuki ka na, lahat ala bangs?" then he smirked...

oo nga ano, i told him after pensively eating his barrage. olat ako in that discussion. ahaha, taenang red horse na may bangs yan. ayun ang amats wahaha.

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 10:00 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[pertinence]

i made a booboo last night. i texted you a poem.

i know, i shouldn't have to. i'm not hearing from youanymore, save for that time last week when you asked me for a good yet depressing read, and you asked me some titles i said to you way back.

way back. sounds like it was eons ago. but it was not. reality check, it was just months ago, when i jested you that depressing reads arre those HTML, XML, programming thingee books. of course that was a joke, i know you know.

still, i made a booboo last night.

if it were pertinent things that should be said and said through this technology we call mobile phones and not more realistic things, then i'm sorry if i did that. otherwise, reality is...

i really don't know right now.

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 12:59 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[on prayers and inaction (or the lack of even the both of it)]

...actually, i wrote a really long one here. about emails running around saying middle class are so and so against these rallies, the military standstill, and stuff stuff they wanted to write/type/say about.

sheesh. the simpler things in lifeand reality really can't be explained to these people, as long as hmm, they can affort to have their luxuries. they are just as well be taken to the backseat, there praying (maybe in posh churches rather than simple chapels - i remember an altar somewhere down smokey mountain by the way). or maybe there, after their jobs at some high-rise or any other air-conditioned workspace, maybe there having their three fraps a day typing to the internet via wi-fi in some posh coffee shop. or simply just lounging with their gadgets.

well, we can't be all to bitter with these people. yes, they too are hardworking, just like the farmers that plant the rice that they eat, or the coffee that they drink. they toil too like the carpenters, the stoneworkers, the construction boys, the plumbers who hand-in-hand helped physically construct the buildings these middle class cool people work in. these middle classers are not hungry. and they can claim that they are the majority.

to that, a simple request. maybe suffer, even JUUUST a little (like what the holy book says, right religious ones?). and use ALL the things you learned in school, like, well, basic math, history, logic... maybe even a little bit of PE. and maybe do away with their myopia. others than that, they can go to malacañang and swear their allegiance to that someone sitting there, and put their money where their mouth (as well as their praying hands?) is.

and one last request. tumawa o humalakhak silang lahat kapag nakakita sila ng isang ralyistang duguan sa palo ng truncheon sa isang rali, o tumawa AT MAGBUNYI kapag may political killings silang nabalitaan (if ever interested pa pala sila sa ganitong mga bagay), o TUMAWA, HUMALAKHAK AT MAGBUNYI habang binubusalan ang kapwa nilang TAO, MAMAMAYAN (na nasa midya at militar, kasama na rin ang nasa simbahan) na ipahayag ang kanilang disgusto.

there. now there's ome action they CAN do, others than pray.

with a flick, the long one i have been typing is gone. and i intended it to be that way. i really don't want to be preachy about this topic, however, it makes me sick. *sips the rice coffee, freshly roasted since i don't have even instant coffee here, and maybe nap for a while before i prepare the next meal of tuyo, and sinangag from last night's sinaing - recycle right? got a long day ahead, and my tummy's growling already...*

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 10:43 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[argh... what for?]

i wanna rest... the pictures have been kept. and even though i stil think of stuff-stuff, and let it slip in my dreams (and yes, i have had sleepless nights), sometimes, all i can ever think of is that last thing i was told...

and then sometimes all i can ever think about is quitting. yes, the ball is still rolling, but what for...? sometimes i find myself thinking, scheming of things, like go somewhere, drop something, go back... and sometimes i backstep to rethink of such and such things, because, like what that question poses, "what for?"

and sometimes, or no... most of the times, i fall. and in the end, i fail. which makes it (well, what for?) a nullification of everything i am.

therefore, i am, yes, a failure. a big failure... sorry.

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 16:32 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[something to start the week wrongly... mine ha?]

after a weekend's travesty, i find myself (i might say...) 'bewitched' on yet another week of "i wonder what will happen next." so there ya go, yesterday's and today's headlines. the prexy opening her side to talks with the AFP (after she trembled last weekend aheheh), yet them soldiers said they will be open to any talks as long as the HELLO GARCI or anything like that thingee spews up.

hala ka ineng-bansot.... ikaw eh weheheh...

on other things, hay, the media yet again... so ok, PP 1017 has been lifted. look where Ninez Cacho-Olivarez is heading. and let's heave a whiff of...  laughter here? Palace insisted "Tribune hurt other people's feelings?"

wait, i'll go on quoting... said Bunye, "Those responsible journakels [sarap talaga gamitin 'to ng word na to instead of journalists] need not worry [pero teka lang... sino ung responsible journakels?]. We have the guidelines [teka sino may hawak muna...] to follow [at sino ang susunod hane?]. And it would be good if all of our friends in the media [whaw, friends mo na silang lahat parekoy?] would review the provisions so we [sino nga yang 'we' na yan eh ang kulit mo...] would not commit the mistake of hurting other persons' feelings [whawwww.... EMO!!! tangna PANALO!!! RAK ON!!!] and (crossing) that line wherein we are already violating the rule of law."

so Bunye might go on saying that, whaw, EMO kami so wag naman kayo magsulat mga friendy-friends ng sumthing-sumthing na might hurt our feelings dahil tao ren kami at kung patuloy kayong ganyan eh susumbong namin kayo sa pulis wahuhuhuhuh... or something like that.

sheesh. badtrip na talaga. OA na ever...

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 12:28 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[pretty much over-reacting?]

reading today's papers got me perked up more than my usual cup of coffee. for one, the commentaries on the recent spate of events leading to Presidential Proclamation 1017 holding the country to a state of national emergency led me, at the least, dumbfounded.

there they were, student commentary on the matter. i dunno if they were in up diliman last night, but hey, they spoke well. was it kinda irritating for a couple of comments to say so (goes like PP1017 serves a purpose, a good one that is)? kinda, that's the least i can say. i could have said the same way too, if im still the MTV-and-mall-coddled geek-a-punkaramazoid. but no. i'd rather say the other way around, like what the most of those guys said. detrimental. an over-reaction. suppression. so who says better? who saw things clearer? id leave that as an open question for a while.

then there's tim yap cavorting to the Fort (not the camp, but the posh place full of yuppie-classie) and writing his view from there. "as if nothing happened" or nothing has happened that friday night he went there. there were people partying, he said, to the cajole of a DJ screaming "its the state of national emergency -- TO PARTEEE!!!" or his account of a cellphone conversation, the one he saw aware that there was a rally along ayala but that the person was stuck in a salon... blah-blah. you know the rest of the story by just referring to tim yap.

so there you go. PP 1017, as what a part (see, im already restraining myself to use expletives of numbers here --  i could've said "a vast majority," but no... sige, a respect to that virtual media gag) says, its an "overkill," "rape to the freedom where we fought for and won two decades ago," "a suppression, a violation of human rights," and so on. with these people i mentioned? as tim yap says, "parang walang nangyayari" or just go on with rest of our lives. as he continued, the people were only being manipulated by the elite.

true. at last there's an honest remark on tim's side.

but hey, have we all ever asked ourselves why we as a country are running in circles? a hard-earned democratic space trampled on the day of its commemoration? come on. or let's say say you're neutral, as you can opine? start asking, then, if what your final assertion falls on neutrality, or it pertains to just a side of a coin (for of course, it's bladderdash if you see two sides of a coin at the same time. one side will prevail in the end, and that will be your final side, kid).

right now, yes we are in a state of national emergency. what's it for? a suppression, or regulation? violation, or respect of basic human rights? an overkill or an over-reaction, or the basic instinct of the government for its side (there, i wont go blabbering over issues here, you already know everything don't you?)

start asking. and no, i am not over-reacting, if that's to quell the supposed to be burst of emotion i have since the friday edsa-to-ayala march, to the daily tribune's raid, to sunday's marine standoff at the FORT (tim yap, yun po ang THE FORT). again, i reiterate, i am not over-reacting. i simply have my eyes wide-open and not blinded by MTV or Starbucks or whatever posh thingees you can throw in.

of course, i did and already chose my opinion, and therefore my side. how about you? and i will echo the mantra us journalists at the Manila Collegian wore when we were serving the college paper.

"in the midst of a deafening cry for social change in a society beset with inequalities, journalism cannot find a neutral sanctuary. either it contributes to the prolonging of the night, or it helps in the ushering of the dawn. after all, TO WRITE IS ALREADY TO CHOOSE."

so there ya go.

[on other things]
1,200 troops were deployed as anti-coup force. the PNP lowers it's alert level. right on guys. and all that, to think there's the national emergency, after the president's smug announcement BEFORE she proclaimed for PP1017 that everything is spretty much stable and the economy is climbing up with stocks climbing and the peso becoming stronger to the dollar. but hey, wait a minute.... is there a BSP intervention there?

hello..... manny?

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 09:29 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

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