Pulis Patola (Unbecoming of a police officer)

Around 7:30am, a police officer stopped the public jeep that I was riding, the driver apologetically asked what was wrong, the officer answered with "you drive too slow". Really, Mr. police, that's the best you can do? The officer took the driver's license and told him to go right, the driver asked again if he was supposed to go right, because the "typically prescribed" way is the left one. The policeman reaffirmed it and told the driver that he goes right.

The driver then obediently followed and went right instead, but not more than 5 minutes have passed, there was another police officer who pulled him over. This 2nd police officer was reprimanding him for going the wrong way. The driver tried to explain that another policed officer told him to do so but he didn't believe. It was infuriating! He was implying "something" to the driver to let him off the hook.

Sige, gatasan niyo pa ang mga mamayan nating naghahanapbuhay

Epic Incubus Live in Manila

If I'm gonna be impregnated, let it be Incubus (Brandon Boyd to be exact) but that's just me fangirling. If I'm not mistaken, this is only the 3rd time of Incubus to perform here in the Philippines and I do not have the money to watch the first and 2nd one. Actually I still don't have the money now LOL. To make matters worse, we were late and it was already a full house when we arrived. This forced us to just stay at the back and stand. Okay this is not a good start.

Then here comes Franco for front act. OHMYGOD FRANCO!!! I took out my camera, only to find out that the camera that I've brought  has no zooming capabilities. DEYM!!! this is not happening. 

Then the dome was pitch black and the crowd was acting up and then the light's back, I can see Brandon Boyd. I can see him and not just on the screen! and they sang megalomaniac adfghdskljdksdjs. It was so surreal. To see them singing megalomaniac live, to feel the vibration of music, oh boy I tell you, just listening to them sing live is enough to make me...

Brandon Boyd is the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on and I'm sure the crowd agree, because that crowd was the loudest one I've been with. His voice? ASTOUNDING! He said thank you after every song and there was this part when he shouted, yahoo- or something to that effect and the crowd went mad.

It was really awesome guys, at first I was shouting and jumping and singing, then came a point when all I could do was be still in awe.

Here is a 15 minute snippet of what transpired in the big dome last July 28, 2011 during Incubus' concert entitled "If not now, when" 

Attention is given but what is needed?

Just recently, I saw this man again.

He isn't a beggar but he sits in the dirty sidewalk of Faura,

He holds a poster with poorly constructed English sentences.

He has a water container covering his head and he looks sad.

He doesn't understand me and I don't understand him either.

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I wanted to know what to do with him, but I just don't understand what he wants and the longer he stays there, and the longer I think, the more cynical I become.

Define embarrassing in class

I have Saturday classes, but I have not been attending for about a month

because of other things.

Today, I decided to go to class although I forgot what time my class was.

I emailed my classmate and asked her, she seemed to have taken a liking in 

making fun of me first before answering my question. :)) Good thing we're close

buds.

It turned out that my class starts at 10, I was always late so I thought of breaking

that habit today. It was a success because I came in by 10:05 AM, it's actually

early compared to my usual habit during Saturday classes. I was really proud of myself. 

(insert a very wide grin here)

Our professor finished checking the attendance; I wasn't called. I raised my hand

and told him that I wasn't called. He was perplexed then he asked for my surname.

I told him.

His hand, her skirt, was it rape?

My friend told me this story that she experienced

while on a bus ride on her way home.

She seemed bothered. From the corner of my eye, I can see her legs move. At first, it didn't matter. 

I looked in the mirror in front of us, then I saw it. The man beside her had his hand on her skirt. I was shocked and scared

I looked again just to be sure, and I was right. Whenever his arm moves, the girl's legs moved as well. 

There was no blatant reaction from the girl. She was just looking outside the window. I wanted to help her, but I didn't know how.

I ended up doing nothing. 

Nothing, until both of them left the bus together.
The man was around mid thirties. The girl, still in her uniform must have been a sixth grader or a freshman high school... every neurons in my brain told me to do something...but what? but how?

Victimized by Dura dura gang

Please don't text me yet. I regret to say this but I was victimized by the Dura-dura gang while on my way home today.

The modus:

1. Someone who looks sick/drunk will sit beside or near you and will spit out in the window. But you are actually the target of that freaking saliva.

2. The people beside you and in front of you will make a fuss about it and you will be grossed out too (well I was freaking out, there was phlegm). They will try to suggest that you put your phone inside your bag if you are currently holding it- and so I did (panic took over, eee)

3. The drunk/sick person will leave and while you're busy cleaning yourself, the person beside you will try to make you go down to have you clean yourself (I didn't, I didn't think that it was practical in all angles)

Snatcher A: Miss, baba ka muna kadiri eh, makihugas ka muna dun
Me: Ayoko nga
Snatcher A: Miss, kadiri ka naman, wag ka na manghinayang sa pamasahe mo
Me: Hindi naman ho ako nanghihinayang eh tinatamad ako
Snatcher A: Bakit ka tinatamad, kababae mong tao, tamad ka, paano pag nagasawa ka na? sasabihin mo tinatamad ka? e dugyot ka pala e
Me: ay ganon talaga? PUTA, EH KUNG NANDIDIRI KA, EH DI IKAW YUNG BUMABA! (I was furious)
Snatcher A: Talaga! kadiri ka eh, manong para nga sa tabi

That was when I thought that something was amiss, then I noticed that my bag was opened and that my phone was gone so I made a commotion and actually asked them to give my phone back. That was when I knew that I had nobody to count on in that jeepney because the guy beside me threatened me with a knife so I looked around for help. Unfortunately, they ganged up on me, everyone.

More than a pinky swear

I am a communications student that is involved in corporate studies, organizational communication major to be exact. So, expect that I don't joke without citations nor close a deal with just a pinky swear (because unless we're Yakuza, the pinky is always spared) and today, more than a pinky swear, more than a handshake, a memorandum of agreement was made.hihi

While in the library, my friend and I were talking about the movie Three Idiots (must watch!) and the promise (in the movie) that they should meet after 5 years and compare their social statuses. But of course, we're not like that, so instead, we promised that we should put up a business together before we turn 27. The business is not specified but we initially planned it to be a bar (Please visit us someday =D) HAHAHAH but, my good friend here wasn't satisfied with our verbal contract so I made a MOA (click photo to enlarge)

A deal has been made