Calum Scott don’t know that I belong to the multitudes of British Got Talent viewers who was so moved when he sang his audition piece and celebrated along when he got the Golden Buzzer as bestowed by Simon Cowell.
Calum Scott don’t know that I definitely identify with his audition song “Dancing On My Own”! And if I am going to sing that song, I will be like him. I will definitely not change the pronouns in the lyrics.
Calum Scott don’t know that the first time I heard his song “You Are The Reason” was through my Spotify while I was travelling in Turkey. He of course doesn’t know that I am one of the responsible blokes why such a song has so many airplays in Spotify.
Calum Scott don’t know that we actually have a lot in common. We both love our family so much. Both of us are momma’s boy. Both of us are assiduous HR practitioners. And both of us are attracted to the XY chromosomes.
Calum Scott don’t know that I am such a fan and did some unthinkable efforts so that I’d be able to see his first concert here in Manila. And I was super happy when he sang my personal favorite “What I Miss Most”. He was super adorable that night! My favorite part was when we at the audience were singing along with him.
Baristas spend years perfecting their latte art. Tons of milk and espresso has been spent so as to achieve a beautiful design. But when you visit Celia’s Café in Alaminos City in Pangasinan, they actually have a machine that can actually have your favorite selfie photo be printed on your coffee.
I don’t know of a café in Manila that offered this same cool feature and going to Singapore or Hongkong would be too expensive if I wish to have my photo printed on my coffee. That is why I did not missed my chance of having this coffee experience when I last visited Celia’s Café, my family’s favorite café in the northern part of the country.
Celia’s Café is located at SSS Building Marcos Avenue, Palamis Alaminos City, Pangasinan
I follow the Facebook page of my college alma mater. The officer of the Alumni Relations Section of my old college plans to highlight endeavors and achievements of all alumni then posted a message. She asked all graduates to inform her via private message about the following information: full name; baccalaureate degree earned; year graduated; present occupation; and, present country living in.
Instead of sending private message about their present status a lot of graduates opted to post in the comments section about the information being asked by the Alumni Relations Officer. I was stunned at how successful all these alumni who posted their respective comments/status. Those comments are awe-inspiring testimonies about the quality of education as well as how holistic personal developments are being honed by the Manila Doctors College now known as Manila Tytana Colleges.
I opted to follow the favor/instruction of the person who needed my data. But I tweaked it a little! Here’s what I posted:
Name: (my whole name, which is so saintly by definition)
Course: BS Psychology 1991
Dream Occupation: Prostitute / Porn Star
True Occupation: (my present occupation, which is so mind-numbing in nature)
I obviously failed on reaching my dream occupation! No porn production house now would hire me with my skinny legs and big fat belly. And besides, Manila Doctors College does not have the curriculum in making my dream occupation be realized.
It’s been uncounted number of years since the time I last finished reading a book written in my native language, Filipino. This long streak of non-sense convention is finally over. And I am glad to announce that the Filipino-language book I finished is sooo me. Its entitled Ampalaya Monologues written by “spoken word” genius, Mark Ghosn.
Ampalaya Monologues is so me! Ampalaya for those who don’t know is Bitter Gourd in the Filipino language or metaphorically defined as “bitter”. There are 27 characters in the book that features varying idiosyncrasies of heartaches, heartbreaks, eccentric longing, quirky hopes, emotional struggles and of course romanticized bitterness.
This I guess would be the very first book written in Filipino that made me cry and laugh out loud at the same time. I literally was laughing at a lot of lines and thoughts in this book for I am so bitter, I can totally relate. Here’s the top six monologues I loved and totally enjoyed!
I haven’t see or talked to the writer yet Ampalaya Monologues seem to have entered into my realm. It was as if Mark Ghosn has entered my cranium and cerebral cortex and wrote what he has seen inside.
According to some write ups, Ampalaya Monologues (like The Vagina Monologues popularized in the past in the western side of the planet) are actually staged and performed by actors in front of big audiences. But I guess reading the book would be a totally different experience. It was as if the character was merely talking to the reader and no one else like in a big crowd. Thus, reading the book I guess would be more intense and can definitely hit you right at your very core.
I love every piece of the chapters/monologues yet the last part was actually the most fitting for it makes you realize that for every tear, every heartache and bitterness a reader felt and experienced in the past, such sufferings will eventually make a person fervently mature and emotionally stronger. I believe in the ultimate message of the book and that is for bitter people like us, there is still a chance to move on and some freaking flicker of hope is awaiting for all of us.
Ang sabi nga sa libro, mas mabuting maging bitter kesa fake!
It’s September and Finding Tom basically said everything I want to say about Christmas here in the Philippines. Watch this….
To add to what Tom Finding said in his video, I would like to say that Christmas in the Philippines is also for the children. Though it is also for the children, I however, could no longer recall when was the last time I bought a Christmas present intended for a child.
In fact, my youngest twin nephews are in their freshman year in college while my youngest niece is in her senior high. Though it has always been a blast, there has been no baby around Nengkoy’s house for the past eons of years during Christmas.
But Christmas this year would be a little more special because of this kid…
Looking forward to seeing the first Christmas celebration of my first grandnephew, Arziolo.
Mahjong is my family’s game played in Nengkoy’s house very Friday night. The shuffling sound of mahjong tiles reverberating inside my mother’s living room area every Friday night is literally a weekly occurrence. Every child of Nengkoy (including me) does in fact know how to play this old and traditional Asian game.
And every member of my family seated to play this game would in some way transform into someone different. We would be more focused, more fierce, somewhat smart and strategic as if in a funny attack mode. This is especially true with Nengkoy. She would be so engrossed, she would not mind a word you say if you try asking her what she has done all day or what food has she prepared for dinner.
With our being so well versed with Mahjong, it was easy for us to process and easily understood the mahjong scene representations made by the director of the movie Crazy Rich Asians when my whole family watched this groundbreaking movie last Saturday.
In that mahjong scene between the characters of Rachel Chu (the NY-based Asian-American) and Eleanor (the overbearing matriarch and fearsome mother of Rachel’s boyfriend), we right away understood that Rachelle did the ultimate sacrifice when she let Eleanor win the mahjong game. Rachelle gave up her love, would-be wealth and basically her future with Eleanor’s son. She picked the needed 8-sticks tile to win the game yet she threw and discard it away so that Eleanor could win.
My whole family laughed when we heard Eleanor (played by Michelle Yeoh) uttered “Pong!” The scene would have actually been better if the characters can do the “sinasalat” act. It is a classic mahjong act in which players would be able to determine the tile they picked without looking at it but by merely using the sense of touch, i.e. by sliding the tile’s character through the player’s finger tips.
If in other Asian movies the fight scene can be so literal – in the form of Karate, Judo or other martial arts – I consider the mahjong scene in Crazy Rich Asian as the ultimate fight scene between the protagonist and the antagonist of the story. This scene actually unleashes the dragon in Rachel and ultimately tamed the bitchiness of Eleanor.
I was seated beside Nengkoy inside the movie house when Rachelle picked her “puro” (the needed tile to win). I heard Nengkoy say, Todas na Sya! Bunot Pa! (Translation: she wins! and with a higher pay).
And since mahjong is played by my family every Friday night, the mahjong scene in Crazy Rich Asian even made me further love this delightful film. The movie was definitely a Todas! Bunot! All-Up! and Syete Pares!
Me and my younger sister Joie last night saw the Manila leg of the Irish pop band Boyzone world tour and farewell concert. And since the songs they performed were so familiar to my ears, the general feeling after seeing the whole show was like catching up with an old bunch of friends who visited me and my sister after a very long time.
I had the ultimate fun watching Ronan, Shane, Mikey and Keith perform! The show was no longer about their youth, no longer about their looks and no longer about the winking of their eyes to the screaming audience. The concert was more about their music, it was more about their friendship and it was more about their appreciation towards their fans and the audience in this side of the planet. And the feel-good vibe kind of interaction with the audience was very delightful. It was more of a grown-up affair.
Since this now-mature boyband amassed numerous hit songs (unlike bands with only one or two recognizable songs throughout their repertoire), a Boyzone concert will always be sulit (translation: a good deal and worth every penny) that the audience paid for. I and my sister were actually singing along all throughout the show!
Boyzone may no longer be a boy-band that get their fans’ hormones intensely soaring but since their music will always be part of my past, this Irish pop group seem to have transformed into some bunch of good old friends who has been gone for quite some time.
At dahil piling ko prends ko sila, gusto ko na silang utangan.