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a twisted little soul... people see me to be so delicious they sometimes want to eat me...

Preserving My Friendster Testimonials

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Now that the previously web darling and popular social networking site has announced that it will have a reformat, I’m sure almost all previous Friendster fanatics are now distressed with time.  Every account holders are freaking out on how they would be able to retrieve and save in another file all their momentous photos they have kept intact throughout the years from their respective account.  I admit I am one of them…

While trying to find out how the Friendster exporter app works, I had time to revisit my profile, review all my photos and inspect my (remaining) active friends in the site.

One unique feature of Friendster is the testimonial section.  It allows you to chronicle, memorialize and reveal fascinating character descriptions of connected friends.  If utilized properly based on its intended purpose, it is one stunning feature that could tickle a person’s affection.

Hence, before the original Friendster wraps up and reconfigures into a different format, let me preserve those heartwarming testimonials that were posted and written about me by incredible friends.  These are truly the type of precious gifts from friends that I would like to receive other than their ATM cards with pin codes…

suzette cuerpo (the empress of the sea)

Posted by Suzette Cuerpo last October 16, 2005

Neil…ummmm…what can i say?…his profile says it all…MASARAP, indeed.
The coolest person I have ever known…never siyang nagalit (namumula lang ang tenga)…fun to be with…a great listener…advisor…a perfect people person…sa taong ito, vow ako! kasi, exactly my exact opposite…i just hope he will not implode (ehehehehe)…   Take care Neil…see you around.

mimi quibedo (the arab heartthrob)

Posted by Mimi Quibedo last November 8, 2005

Si Neil????? ay sobrang bait, masayahin, open minded and higit sa lahat super dooper

mike navor (the dandy daddy)

Posted by Mike Navor last May 11, 2006

Neil is a friend who knows all about you, and still likes you.
A real friend who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
He hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.
I keep my friends as treasures because of all the things granted to us, none is greater or better than friendship…To you my best friend more success and happiness in life. Keep the smile in your heart. coz it shows the radiant spirit you have.

karen teotico (the crowned princess of armidale)

Posted by Karen Teotico last June 2, 2006

I am sorry guys but Neil is not as delicious as you think he is. BUTTTT!!! This guy is SOOOPERRR sa lahat ng bagay. Neil (or HR to me), is super sarap ksama, super friend, super bait, super thoughtful, super cool, super sipag, super generous, super professional, super kulit, super gumimik,super magyosi at kung anik anik pa. There is never a dull moment w/him for you can talk to him about any topic u can think of. He can be super formal one minute and mega crazy the other minute. He can be ultra mega formal pero jologs din at the same time. Weird ba? Di rin coz thats what makes him special. Mere words could not express how much i love this guy. I am truly blessed to have met Neil in this lifetime….O cya cya tama na ang bola at baka maiyak ka na jan sa kinalalagyan mo) 😉

joy reyes (the duchess of gaiety)

Posted by Joy Reyes last June 29, 2006

NEIL LANGIT… the HRD Manager but most of the time a Psychiatrist!!! He brought back my sanity after so many years (chef onil knows why, too. Hahaha). He’s my idol. He’s a good teacher, adviser, writer (especially the “however / on the other hand / moreover in his memos :p), and dancer (he’s always I think of when I hear this song “Time goes by so slowly… Every little thing that you say or do I’m hung up. I’m hung up on you. Waiting for your call, Baby, night and day. I’m fed up. I’m tired of waiting on you. Yea, the famous 2005 Madonna song. Take note: he danced this twice). He is very intelligent combined with perfect light and flawless skin that make him oh so DELICIOUS!!! La la la la!  By the way, I enjoyed reading your “pechay blog. Anak ng pechay! Ang galing mo talaga!!!

nene tizon (the baroness of chastity)

Posted by Nene Tizon last December 11, 2006

Aaayyy!! okey my delicious Sir Neil kakaiba very SMART talaga! Though sumpungin but super bait yan very broad, understanding and i like when he laughs todo bigay. Siya ang una kung nilapitan to ask for advice when i applied to where i am now.Thanks for that Sir! Di ko makakalimutan ang isang tulad ni MR. NEIL LANGIT.I love this guy. Updated ako sa blogs nito kasi i always enjoyd reading it. What more can i say tulad ng dati kung Testimonial sa kanya na nadelete cute na suplado but basically mabait talaga!!!!!

rosemary ferriol (the bollywood maharani)

Posted by Rosemary Ferriol lasy January 26, 2007

si sir neil sya ang tipo n nag papa seminar n hid ka aantukin dahil ang galing nya at laging my patawa effect p..sya rn ung sir n hnd mo kakatkutang kausapn kc kalog sya at marunong mksima at nkkpg join sa amng mga staff.

O sige! Geym! Prendster mag-sara ka na!

Shhh… Patay Ang Diyos!

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nengkoy's shhh

I am from Manila, probably the loudest city in the world.  But today is a totally different Manila.  It’s freaking quiet!  There literally are no cars on the streets, no ear splitting karaoke buzz emanating from households, the malls are closed and everybody is out of town.  Manila today is a dead zone.

For me, the most horrific day of the year is Good Friday.  It is scarier that Halloween and most horrendous than a Physics exam at school or a day you need to pay for household bills.  It is so petrifying because today is the day God died.

This fear has been inculcated in my moronic brain since childhood.  Since childhood as a tradition, today is the day that we couldn’t make noise before 3:00 PM because God is in misery and we couldn’t make noise after 3:00 PM because God is dead.

It is a common and ancient convention in our family’s compound in Pasay that we would receive fierce looks from the elders (starting with Lola Teray and Lola Anghiling) and say “Shhh! Patay ang Diyos!”, if you happen to have been the cause of any sound or noise.

This was fossilized into my deepest subconscious that up to this point, I made sure to zip my luscious lips all throughout the day.  This also made me terrified that if God is dead, then it connotes that evil spirits and other loathsome creatures wanders the entire planet lurking in the aparador or lying in wait sa ilalim ng kama (under the bed) ready to suck your blood or devour on little children.

Now that I am grown up, what really solidifies my red and while corpuscles is that horrifying monsters need not wait for Good Friday anymore.  They ramble and scramble the earth every single day and need not manifest in those horrible appearances like fangs, horns and tails with leathery wings on a bad hair day.  Today they wear ordinary clothing like that of a taxi driver, a street dweller or an office worker.   They may even be dressed in over-priced suits, drive luxury cars and live in opulent houses. They simply look like everybody else so you can’t identify them on sight.

Aswangs nowadays no longer sap and suck up your blood what they simply want is either: your hard-earned money, your livelihood or your reputation.

Makahulugang Biyernes Santo sa ating lahat…

Friends from the Land of Rainbows and Unicorns

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surry hills, new south wales, aus

Almost on the last leg of our journey in Australia, we were inside a moving van heading back to Melbourne from the spectacular views of the Twelve Apostles in Victoria, me and Karen were asked by Jesse on which among the sights and adventures was the highlight of our 2011 Australian trip.

Everybody suspected that my stay in Gold Coast, Queensland would be my answer for I specifically broadcast how beautiful the people are and how amazing the place was in that part of the continent.  I even wanted everyone in the group to rather proceed in Surfers Paradise to spend the rest of the trip and drop the plans of going to Melbourne.

Everyone was surprised when I announced that my Gold Coast stay was just a runner-up.  I revealed that the highlight and most focal point of the whole trip was that actual moment.  The fun moment I was having inside that van with the complete people whom I consider to be very close friends – Joesel, Karen, Denton, Jerico, Charles, Gareth and Jesse.

The whole trip gave way for me to develop beautiful friendship with these beautiful people.  The geographical landscape and cosmopolitan setting of Australia may change, but the fact will remain that these people are true friends in every sense of the word.  My bonding with these people are definitely incomparable to the sights and adventures of The Land Down Under.  They made me feel that Australia is like a land of rainbows and unicorns…

Because of this, let me dedicate this short photo slide show that enumerates some of the various spectacular Aussie places that I have been to…

Si yu sun pips!  : )

Pebbles of Poseidon

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the twelve apostles

pa-cute!

While journeying the three-hour ride from Melbourne to the Twelve Apostles along the Great Ocean Road, I and my friends witnessed the country-side beauty of Victoria.  Prior to reaching the coastal highway of the Great Ocean Road, we witnessed the massive lush green fields with breathtaking views and sceneries of mountain ranges. I suddenly felt how the Von Trapp Family felt that I wanted to sing, all together now, The Hills Are Alive With The Sound Of Music…

While passing through the hills and mountainous green fields, we saw great quantities of hale and hearty Australian cows grazing through the hills.  Jesse yarned that the brown colored ungulates when extracted will produce chocolate flavored milk and asked us to spot for the pink colored ones since they ooze the strawberry flavored variety.

Upon reaching the arch that indicates that we have just entered the Great Ocean Road, everybody were ecstatic and could not wait to witness the world’s most scenic road.  True enough the coastline road covers the most incredible scenery that I have ever seen in my entire life.

And when we saw the Twelve Apostles limestone stack formations from afar, we were again literally shouting and giggling from excitement (kahit ihing-ihi na ang lahat).  When we reached our final destination (Port Campbell National Park), Charles – the impressive driver of the group – parked the van and we immediately headed to the board-walk tracks and viewing areas.

denton, garett, karen, charles, jesse & me

jerico, me, joesel, denton, karen, garett & charles

"ang apat ng sikat!"

The spectacular sight was one to behold!  Those pillars of stones were like pebbles of Poseidon beautifully scattered along the shore of Australia before sailing to another continent.

We couldn’t get over the spectacular sight and wanted to get closer to those limestone formations and be at the actual stretch of sandy beach that we headed to the actual edge of the cliff and descended the narrow Gibson Steps (a less-than-five-minute drive from the board-walk and viewing areas).

gibson steps

gibson beach (photo taken by joesel)

The spectacles of The Great Ocean Road, The Twelve Apostles and the Gibson Steps of Victoria in Australia were truly stunning!  We journey back to Melbourne happy and smiling… : )

Si Mel Gibson kaya ang umukit ng hagdang ‘yon o si Poseidon?

Late for Australian Open 2011

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Two months!  That is how late I was to witness one of the most prestigious tennis tournaments in the planet.

While in Sydney, planning our trip to Melbourne, I specifically requested my Pinoy-Aussie friends that I wish to see and visit the arena where the Australian Open is annually being held.  True enough on our second day in Melbourne, my dear friends granted my wish by catching a train and made a short walk along Melbourne Park.  We specifically went to the Rod Laver Arena, the center court of the recently held Australian Open.

a wide walkway bridge within Melbourne Park leading to Rod Laver arena

obyus ba na atat ako? iniwan ko mga kasama ko ng milya milya

thanks to jerico for these superb photos...

We had the opportunity to enter and feel where the superstar players traverse leading to the court in which the walls are lined with pictures of past winners. I was ecstatic trying to control my happy feelings.  The excitement and thrill was more than the festive Jollibee kiddie party.

While inside the lustrous hallway, I severely focused my senses to verify the wall vibrations if there still subsists the reverberating sound of audience cheer from this year’s men’s finals between Murray and Djokovic.

i've written a lot about this legend in this blog. i'm a fan!

thanks guys... for allowing me to have this wish fulfilled...

Of course, me and my friends did not miss the chance to take souvenir photo shoots of this once in a lifetime experience.  A gazillion thanks to my Pinoy-Aussie friend Jerico for the great photos…  This is one breathtaking realization on my bucket list.

 

me with this year's winners

the message wall from the players... encircled are the autographs of the two greatest tennis players of the present generation (Rafael Nadal and Roger Federer)

Huli man daw at magaling, huli pa din… Oberwelming ang piling!

Giordano

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Giordano as we all know is a Hong Kong giant retailer of men’s, women’s and kids’ apparel.  Their store is literally everywhere.  But when in Hong Kong, aside from the usual key chains and ref magnets that a typical tourist buys, a trip to a Giordano store is inevitable.

But with my recent trip to Melbourne I found a different Giordano.  Surprisingly, it is not a clothes store located along the sassy streets of Australia’s fashion capital but it was right inside the National Gallery of Victoria.  (Since Melbourne is considered the “cultural capital of Australia” let me be culturally-inclined in this particular writing)

I found a painting that enormously roused the synaptic vessels of my brain.  Executions of the visual elements as well as the symbols for each character portrayed in the painting were just overwhelming.  A great deal of metaphoric stories – may it be compassionate or evil – can be depicted and interpreted from this cunning work of art. It precisely fits its title “Allegory” a genius oil in canvass painting of Italian painter Luca Giordano.

Wow, ang sosyal ko na! Ching!!!

Glittering Gold Coast

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A person’s social standing and size of wallet can easily be categorized based on the location of his room accommodation along the four-kilometer stretch of White Beach in Boracay Island, the foremost tourist destination in the Philippines.  It is an open secret that people staying at opulent Station 1 of the island belongs to the well-heeled spectrum of society.  Those staying at intermediary Station 2 are classified as people with middle-of-the-road riches while at Station 3 are those with slender means who went to the island bringing loads of cheap instant noodles.

This is totally different from what I’ve seen and observed during my stay in Gold Coast, Queensland. Australia’s one of the foremost tourist destinations.  Upon my arrival in the area, the first thing that entered my mind was that I was like in Station 1 of Boracay in a gargantuan metropolitan proportion.  The picturesque backdrops were spectacular, the high rise buildings and infrastructures were stunning and the greens were meticulously trimmed.

The more-than-thirty kilometers of holiday resorts and white sand surfing beaches are all Station 1 if to match it with Boracay.  This is not because all its inhabitants are filthy rich but because the place with like-minded people will truly impress any tourist may he be camping in a hinterland park caravan or staying in a beachfront luxury hotel.

 

 

Iwas lucky enough to stay in a service apartment in Surfers Paradise, the center of tourist activities in Gold Coast.  The city is so beautiful I was not able to take a short break from drooling.

The level of my amazement on Gold Coast even went colossal when Jesse, one of my Pinoy-Aussie friends, joined me later in the week to show me magnificent places that I never knew existed in this planet – the Main Beach area, the cosmopolitan streets of Broadbeach, the grandiose Palazzo Versace, the Pacific Fair and Oasis commercial centers, the Mariner’s Cove Marina and the long manicured stretch of esplanade from Manly Beach to Surfers Paradise to name a few.

Ibang lebel ang Gold Kowst! Maka-ipon nga ng limpak-limpak ng maka-balik.

Slick and Slippery Versions

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Last weekend, my whole family invaded one of the private resorts in Laguna for the extended birthday celebration of Nengkoy.  This was the day I ventured in conquering one of my fears, that is, gliding through a wet slide and dropping to a deep water pool at the end.  Here are two versions of my story.  It would be up to you which one of these stories actually transpired.

Version 1

While stepping up the ladder leading to the top of the slide, I was full of nothing but confidence.  I told myself that I need to make a good impression making sure that all my nephews and nieces would ask how I did my fantastic slide acrobat.  Reverse three and a half somersaults with two and a half twists.  This is the degree of difficulty that I executed when I glided through the 15 feet water slide.  While flexing and twisting my body, conscious of what I was doing, I entered smoothly and effortlessly into the water without a single splash of water.  When I emerged from the water I was throwing punches in the air knowing I executed a perfect slide.  I smiled upon seeing all spectators showing off 10 as a score on their flashcards.  The applause reverberates and reached the outer space even the creatures from Mars were alerted and applauded upon knowing that I just executed a flawless slide.  The spectators asked me how I felt.  I told them that it was just one of those ordinary routines.

Version 2

My knees were shaking when I was ascending the stairs leading to the top of the 15 feet slide.  Upon reaching the top I felt nauseated and realized that this may be the end of a magnificently delicious life.  I did not know how to sit still and how to settle my legs on top of the slide.  It was too slick and slippery.  While trying to carefully rest my butt on top of the slide, I suddenly lose my grip and slid without a warning.  While sliding through the curved channel I lost my balance, control and concentration.  Even my teeth that does not have a single muscle fiber was tightly flexing.  Out of fear, I shut my eyes and suddenly lost all hopes of living.  The next thing I knew, I plunged into the body of water.  I surfaced out of the water while coughing my throat out.  Upon gaining consciousness, I noticed that my relatives who witnessed my ridiculous fall were convulsed with laughter and the water in the pool suddenly got half-filled.  It is because I drank most of it and some splattered out of its rim during my awful entry into the water.  They asked me if I’m okay.  I told them I’m fine and laughed so hard after realizing what had just happened.

Basta nadulas este nagpadulas ako. Tapos!

Nengkoy: the Diva Mahjongera

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A lot of research and medical journals claim that playing the ancient Chinese game of mahjong has lots of benefits.  Some study shows that this cognitive game that requires sharp memory, notable strategic planning ability, brilliant attention and robust skill in mathematical computation prevents the development of dementia and could even amplify various cognitive measures. It makes you quick-witted, sharp-witted and not dim-witted.

Definitely, mahjong is considered one great social channel for its players (though they consider other players as their opponents) to bond ties among each other as well as the ‘mirons’ (onlookers) who just watch it.  It’s a game in which the players’ interrelationships would closely bind which leads to feelings of positive social belongingness and well being.

I consider myself and my siblings to belong to the above average intelligence scale but I cannot remember the time I and my siblings were assisted by Nengkoy to study for a school exam or finish a school-required-homework.  However, my memory never fails me to recall the days when Nengkoy would tag us along in her mahjong sessions at the houses of her amigas and compadres in Sta. Ana, Makati during our childhood days.

I clearly remember those days when I would not play with the sons and daughters of her ‘mahjong-mates’.  But I would prefer just sitting beside her at one corner of the mahjong table and watch how she do various tactics and strategies among those engraved marble mahjong tiles on the table.  And when every time she or an opponent declares ‘todas’ (a win) I would gladly assist her in shuffling and rearranging those tiles to re-start a new game.

At present day, Nengkoy’s amigas may seldom or no longer play it anymore but Nengkoy still does.  She now plays it with us, her children and grandchildren.  Hilarious yet brain-challenging mahjong games played by the family up to these present days in the house of Nengkoy in Pasay kept the family sane and insane!

I belong to the Romasanta-Langit family and every one of us knows how to play mahjong. It is one of the common flairs that we have.  A specimen who claims to belong to the Romasanta-Langit family is a sham if he or she doesn’t know how to play this ancient game.

I and my siblings’ intellectual aptitudes and social acumen may be attributed to our innate genetics but this has been enhanced and honed by Nengkoy’s influences. And one of these great influences is our knowledge and ability to play mahjong.  Thanks to Nengkoy, the “diva majongera” who is celebrating her 74th birthday today, for the unconventional way of sharpening our wit.

Happy Birthday Nanay!  Todas!  Ol ap, syete pares.  Bipor da pip.  No plawer, no dyoker…