One of my favorite mistakes is making typos.
I am irritated by this. Annoyed by his. I roll my eyes when I get corrected because I know it’s my fault, my fault, my fault. But.It’s.Just.So.Hard.To.Edit. It takes another person to let me see what my fault was. Gahd, I’m so lazy.
I hate editing my material. I’d rather edit or write. Not both. I hate doing both.
Then, again. This is my job. T_T
Errm, should I get scared? :D
I found this ad a very appropriate reminder for all people. Indeed, not all vegetables are clean. That’s why it is extremely important to wash them before cutting, chopping or mincing.
Incidentally, the broccoli is one of my favorite vegetables.
Source: Ads of the World
Writing and travel broaden your ass if not your mind and I like to write standing up.
Source: BrainQuote
I’m changing my blog’s name from sTALKs to The Stalker, the main reason being I want it to have a niche. Hahaha! I don’t know if I’m going to be more active in the next days, weeks, months, but I’m definitely trying to make my blog more useful (ermmm).
So, there you go. From now on, it’ll be more ranting and ranting. HAHAHA. 50% kidding. Hope you learn more from The Stalker in the coming days.
Bye for now.
It’s a wake-up call for three parties: One, to the Civil Aviations Authority of the Philippines. Two, to all Filipino masses. Three, to the owners/management of Cebu Pacific Philippines.
Recent news about the Santiago-Tulfo brawl sent this wake-up call in the atmosphere. I first thought that the whole showbiz brouhaha will overshadow the bottomline: that the Cebu Pac management were careless. Thanks to the perks of the social media, everyone was able to see all the sides of the story.
Now come the articles revealing Cebu Pac’s inefficiency. There’s one from a Malaya newspaper. There are plenty more coming in from the social networking sites. I am not sure whether the same is happening with all the other airline companies. Perhaps. Then again, perhaps not.
What is it with Cebu Pacific? Why are you trying to shorten the internationally-recognized Pinoy patience? What are you trying to prove? That you cannot do anything just because we are passengers? Aren’t you ashamed that you are serving the country this way? If keeping mum about these issues is your way to shake off all the ugly stories, you had better think again.
One part of the industry which suffers most? Tourism, of course. Cebu Pacific just killed “more fun in the Philippines”.
All the DOT’s efforts to surpass the previous years’ number of tourists will be put to waste. All because of flight problems. Now, perhaps those who originally decided on travelling to our country will be discouraged. Even if we put in much effort trying to encourage them to visit our country, they will now think twice before doing so.
Hopefully, this won’t last for long. More tourists means more employment for Filipinos. If Cebu Pacific continues to screw up, let’s just hope this stays within their management and their crappy company policies. There are other airline companies who do not advertise much with regards to flight fares but are very much willing to do what they are for: get us from Point A to Point B.
I am not really a fan of Lady Gaga.
I find her style beyond eccentric. Original, but too beyond eccentric. Although I understand that she constantly wants to reinvent herself (like all celebrities), looking at her photos sometimes bothers me.
I have not seen most of her music videos, much less understood most of her songs. But there was one song which I really liked: Born this way. When I heard it, she instantly earned my respect. I think that this is one of the reasons her fans love her. No pretense, no ass-kissing.
Now, this controversy.
I admit that if it weren’t for my exposure to a higher education, I probably would have sided with those who say that she shouldn’t be allowed to do her concert here. I came from a Catholic school and we were streamlined to the views of the church. But when I reached college, my understanding of the world became clearer. I began to analyze things and saw where I stood. It was like wearing my first pair of glasses.
Lady Gaga should be allowed to hold her concert here. That, or the groups who condone her pay for the travel expenses of all those who want to see the concert outside of the country. Ayaw niyo namang papuntahin dito, eh di logical lang na bayaran niyo pamasahe nilang lahat, di ba? Haha!
Come on, people. Lady Gaga wants to go here because she wants to offer her fans the chance of listening to her songs sans music players. Let them be. Let them enjoy art. Let them be happy. You are accusing her outrageously for being so bold with her songs, are you sure that all the other foreigners who were allowed entry to the Philippines are not “evil” or “Satanic”? Just because they kept their mouth shut and they are not as popular, they were allowed to walk our beaches? Come on.
Our government is already full of those kinds of people. Let’s clean it up first before denying an “alleged bad influence” reach our concert grounds.
I am no fan of Gaga. But some groups just need to see or read a third party’s POV when it comes to music or art.
I’m currently reading Empress Orchid by Anchee Min.
It was a bookstore discovery made by Bemjo, while we were on SM North Edsa, looking at shoes. It was funny because we were both stooping down and trying on some pairs when she suddenly thought of Fullybooked and Powerbooks.
She asked me if I know where they can be found inside the mall. I said no. When we both straightened up and looked around unconsciously, our eyes caught the green and white colors of Booksale. And we left shoes for books.
Empress Orchid is basically all about a poor girl’s journey towards proving herself to become a worthy concubine for the Emperor. This is what I can deduce from the number of pages I have read. I’m not even halfway, haha! 
What I like about Anchee Min is the way she writes about day-to-day events—same reason I keep on reading Japanese, Chinese and Indian novels. Their plots are so detailed that each day never registers boredom. I am very much in love with how they write about nature and how they weave it with reality and emotions. They have deep respects for ordinary things, a phenomenon that is not so ordinary among people nowadays. These are also the reasons I love reading Filipino anthologies and it is one of my dreams to own a thick book of Filipino anthologies. Waaaah.
Even with my killer schedule, I still find time to read about it because I know the last page will be very much worth it. I recommend it for all of you who are under the same sky with me.
The past week landed me on a state of limbo. If I were to be OA about it, I felt so incomplete, so unhappy. My office mates have been teasing me for spacing out. I have been known to immediately give a reaction–however witty, weird or morbid–to anything that is verbally sent out in the atmosphere.
I knew I’m officially lost in that transition from being in a romantic relationship to one that’s become undefined. Undefined because I cannot call us friends or lover or anything.
There were nights I felt so alone. I debated with my inner self if I will let pride or anger or being in love rule over me. But never once did I felt hatred against him. And from his side, he never ceased to be very understanding.
But do you know one thing that made me happy about this ending? We didn’t come to a point where bitterness ruled. Sure, there was pain. We were both hurt, we cried and laughed stupidly at the same time. But I think we cared enough for each other to look on the brighter side always.
He is still there for me. And I, for him. We made each other better. Good times. :)
I consider myself very fortunate for having friends who are into literature as much as I am.
One of those people is Jennie, always stubborn, sometimes sane and never inconsiderate. :)
Here are two of her bests (from my POV):
Forgettable as My Two-syllable Name
*I got this from her Tumblr page, himutadsahangin.tumblr.com. Go check it out if you are also into rants, musings and wishful thinking. :)
