Changed my Category!

yep, i'm now listed as a personal blog and not a literary blog... ;)

Story of the Day: Fairies in the Backyard

An Austrian man stumbles upon a trove of medieval jewelry while turning soil in his own back yard.

This amazing story is so fantastical that the Austrian Authorities for such things went beyond their stoic nature and are actually making a fun ruckus over the find.

The bling are said to be 650 year old.

Truly something out of a fairytale if you ask me.

DOTA Addicts

Do you mind? I'm working here. running wild in my head, this sentence tries to drown out the shouts and jeers of the weirdly enthusiastic DOTA players of the Cafe I'm blogging in.

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Who are they anyway?

The insecure boyfriend of an amazingly gorgeous girl.

The geek whose only life is in the black box called the PC.

The overage man whose only way to get back his lost but not forgotten youth is the game.

Behind every DOTA addict's tired, eyebagged face is a boy, a man, lost - insecure... in need of love. of attention.... so with that...

i choose to smile and understand...

this is not a room filled with happy people... it's a room of sad sad boys whose only future it seems is at the end of every kill.

Selling the Movie?

I Seriosuly love Sara G. Although not particularly because of her acting skills or her infallibly diva pipes but because she is so real, so honest, raw that sh totally is a breath of fresh air in a business full of Kris Aquino's.

That said, i super regret putting out this review about her latest flick: CATCH ME... I'M IN LOVE.
Starring gorgeous boy hunk Gerald Anderson, this movie rides the "langit-lupa (heaven and earth) lovers" train into my list of worst movies to hit the Pinoy cinema.
why?

1. The Title - I mean seriously, the ellipses, are they really necessary? I'm sorry, but i'm not that big a fan of the 90's where every movie title was a song title and i'm not gonna start being a fan of it now. Why can't you think of better titles for a romantic flick? why do you have to blatantly put it out there - fine, it's a romantic comedy... we kinda know that already... hello! Gerald Anderson? Sarah Geronimo... that's their thing. You don't have to put LOVE in the title to let people know it's a romantic comedy. Examples of really good pinoy titles: MY AMNESIA GIRL, WHO'S THAT GIRL, HERE COMES THE BRIDE, HATING KAPATID, MANO PO.
2. Product Placements - need i say more? The basketball scene - MILO, all phones are myphone... garghhhhh...
3. The Theme - How many movies do we have that tells the story of two lovers which are torn by the difference of their social status? Seriously? Are we this empty of creativity?
   
4. Matteo - why is he a poster character? in the movie he hardly has any lines, any scene. And i'm so sorry... why does his station force him into acting? He just can't do it... he has a fab body, but the face is just exotic is all... nothing special....
   
5. SCRIPT - cliche, corny, used up... uninspired... watch the movie for yourself...

That and more... just watch it or not... you wouldn't be missing anything really...

Up and About:Holy Week Special

Holy Friday in Dumsville is sepia.

Although the rituals here are, oh so alien to me, i still felt the solemnity of the moment as the townsfolk marched the streets with candles and their saints in tow.

The night was auspicious, undeniably. So a scrambled for my camera which i apparently left in my other man-purse (yes, i have a man purse and yes, it does make me gayer, but i couldn't care less...). So i settled with my uber awesome Samsung QWERTY phone with an ok-ish camera.

I got to take these pictures (yay!!!) of the "Stations of the Cross Procession" in Dumaguete city.

Copyright on all the pics yes?

The Quill Breaks

I shall abstain from writing on this blog as a mark of penance.

Here be with you the greatest of all words, the master of all scripts, the greatest book published:

LINK

click the link... do it.

Rambles on Papers

Ink Stains

The essence of reality

Hidden in the motion of lover's hands

In a dance of yes's and no's

The frailty of humanity

In the obvious unexplainable

In the unknown discovered

In the Leftists conservatives

In the race to be - what is it to be?

To be real, to be Human

Let there be what there should be,

Let the wives dance, daughters sing

Brothers drink, fathers rest

Humanity is reality

Inexplicably truthful

Undeniably false

Super Junior?

Enlighten me.

I seriously don't understand this group. Minus the fact that they are Korean and perform in Korean, I don't understand them.

They are so gay... and plus they have these subgroups that i seriously don't get... Enlighten me please.

Story of the Day: Dancing President?

Loving the coolness pres... :)

LINK

Ink on the Mic

Ryan Narciso

This Filipino Canadian or Filinadian is super amazingly talented.

Check him out (click the link):

RYAN NARCISO

Spotlight on Mario

Is he cute?
Regardless, you can never take away from this half German half Thai wonder the fact that he is one of the most talented actors out there...

May he be kissing a boy or crooning a girl in his up beat and solid performances in Love of Siam and A Crazy Little Thing Called Love, for sure, he wows not just by his smoldering good looks but with his acting chops which rival even those who have been in the business 10 times longer than he has.

Inkling's Story of the Day, Easter

Story of the day: LAST MEAL'S REAL DATE!!!

Apparently some guy called Prof. Humphreys of Univ. of Cambridge has figured to reconcile an apparent contradiction in the four Gospels - when did the Last Meal take place?

You see, in the first Gospels of the New Testament - Matthew, Mark and Luke - the Last Meal took place during passover, while according to John (oh! Johnny boy... ) it took place before the passover. Confusing right?

Well anyway, click the link above to read through the original article.

The article isn't really conclusive, or at least substantiated well enough to really paint a super clear picture. They just threw in some phrases like "old-fashioned Jewish calendar rather than the official lunar calendar " and "explaining how such a large number of events took place between the meal and the crucifixion" which don't really explain much (although a picture is painted well enough to help us understand that there is no inconsistency with the Gospels, but not really answering why there had to be that difference... Divine Inspiration means every little detail has it's inherent purpose, right? Or at least, it's definitive contextualization as to the writer or writers and/or implications)

Prof. Humphreys seems to know what he's talking about, though, so maybe he just wants us to read his book or something.

Whatever... Fun yeah?

Werewolves and What Nots

LoL... another HP Slash

from lgtblaughs(tumblr.com)

Religion? Maybe.

God doesn't fear - so how can he have a phobia?

God is love - so how can he hate?

God made me - so how am i a mistake?

Just Another Truth

Whether you believe it or not, the truth is, the awesomest people out there are playing on my team...

Monkey Fun with BRUNO MARS!!!

Omg! I love love love this video! <----- click the linky!!!

Lazy Song by Bruno Mars

This half "flip" knows how to make fans and keep them.

I love Bruno Mars even more!!!

ORIGINAL

FRESH

REAL

What is not to love?!

Inkling's Story of the Day

From Yahoo News: LINK.

Amends for Student Cheated of Valedictorian Honors

This is the sad story of a girl who was robbed of her victory just because she was black.

Although it all ended with her actually receiving her VALEDICTORIAN citation, it came too late: 3 years after she died and over 75 years after her high school graduation.

She forever carried in her the hurt that was because of racists bigoted bastards like her principal at that time.

AJ Perez.. Goodbye...

Goodbye...

The cuteness which is AJ PEREZ passed away after a freak car accident. (click LINK for details)

We will forever remember that cute smile... the pout... the sly gaze...

back to the 78th spot

my blog apparently is 78th in the Philippines boooohooo... i need to get back to the top 10... but this is a good sign na... i was 100th something just days ago and now this... coolness... help me keep my blog risin'... :)

McFly

Is Mcfly worse off now that they've done this image change?

For me, Mcfly was super awesome back in the days... i super loved them before... i super love them now...

VIDEO LINKS

BEFORE

NOW

YOU BE THE JUDGE EY?

PS:

the one at the top of this post is them now, the one in the bottom is them before...

I was Struck... by a Star

this was taken august of '10 when i organized this event with Smart for my university... it was AWESOME!!!! love spongecola... and i ot to meet YAEL... the lead... fun... fun... fun..

Wedding Dress by Taeyang

Weirdly enough, i love this. (click on link for the MV)

yes i am asian, but i'm filipino so basically... i don't understand a single word.... gaaaahhh... but there's a translation online and it's pretty...


loving the asian music scene!!!

Jars of Hearts by Christina Perri

I don't know why, but this song struck me as something relevant. I have been a victim of many who came to leave scars... to collect pieces of my broken heart.

pathetic, but true...

I love, love, love this version:

JARS OF HEAT by SAM TSUI

(click the link above)


Lyrics of JARS OF HEARTS: JARS OF HEARTS LYRICS



LOVE!

Charlie, My Man.

happy birthday dude!

without you and your genius, the silver screen would never be as sparkly as it is today..

Tumbling to the Inkmeister

DAY DREAMING

Day Dreaming by insane chemist



The sound of a drill bellowing two floors down, the cool morning breeze caressing my barely awake face, the sunlight – sweet sunlight, against her creamy, pale cheeks, gave me a sense of ease – of comfort.
I watched as her hair fell down her perfectly slender back. I sat there in awe of the goddess seated right in front of me – facing the same board as I was, listening to the same math teacher’s voice as I was.
I felt as if we were connected – related by the minute sameness of the things going on in her moment and in mine.
The drill gave a burst of shrieks; it must have broken down. The class went into a flurry of chit chatters and she turned to me and smiled; a smile unsurpassable in beauty. She beckoned me to lean forward. I did so without hesitation. She asked if I had gotten the hang of translating equations. I said I’ve mastered it last night.
“So you did study.” She said with that smile on her face which seemed to melt away every bad thing in sight. “I studied only because you made me.” I said while smiling the brightest smile I could have mustered. She giggled and a pink blush appeared across her nose.
She didn’t say anything after that, nor did I. We just sort of stared at each other. Smiling.
The teacher saw me drawn too far from my seat. He shot me an accusing look. I jerked back to my seat mechanically; as if that wasn’t the first time I’ve been caught doing that.
She looked at me for the last time and she winked. I returned the gesture biting my lower lip. She almost laughed out loud. I drowned myself in her giggles and laughter.
But the laughter became louder and louder and I felt someone poking me.
I almost jumped out of my seat. I woke up and everyone was giggling and pointing at me. “Sleeping again Mr. Credo?” My Math teacher gave me a stern look.
The bell rang – saved by the bell. Everyone left, including her; my goddess, my soul mate. She left as if not even knowing I existed.
A mental note to self: The mind plays the cruelest tricks in Math class.

MOTIONS...

I motioned to him. Every bit of me wanted to kill him on the spot – just strangle him in front of all those people, showing them how human he was. But there was this one tiny bit of me who wanted to hold him close; tight in a warm embrace. That little bit won. As it has always had, it won over my better judgment.

I motioned to him. He turned and our eyes met. His eyes gleamed, mine did the exact same, cliché, thing. And as distance shortened I was sure I could feel his heart beating as fast as mine. He was a whiff away and his smell that brought a rush of memories and familiarity engulfed me in sudden ecstasy. How long has it been? The thought prevailed. A month, I reckoned. These thoughts circled my mind.

I motioned to him. It was a month since I left him. Or was it he who left me? No, yes, it was him. He left me right in the middle of our fist year anniversary dinner. Yes. I cooked up a storm for our special day. But he left me – he left with such fleeting words. I don’t think I can go on knowing I can’t love you as much as you love me. He said these words with such intensity that almost brought me to thinking that this was all sincere and not just another cliché break-up line. It was; a month later I found out from my friend’s cousin’s friend that he had been seeing a college professor for over 5 months – behind my back and behind that poor teacher’s wife and two kids. Fucked up. What a fucked up guy.

I motioned to him. He then motioned to me. His hair flipped in response to the sudden breeze that swept the hall – another very cliché detail. He reached to take me into his arms and I suddenly jerk back.

I motioned to him, right hand raised high. I motioned, boy did I motion. Right on his left cheek – I motioned. I left him a token of my appreciation. I guess that time I won.