Thursday, June 15, 2006

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"

I hope I'm one day given the opportunity to use that line on someone.

So, Panic at the Disco's I Write Sins Not Tragedies (where that line is from) and the Yeah Yeah Yeah's Gold Lion are running wild in my head right now. If this doesn't abate soon, I'm going to (yet again) buy entire CDs for just one song. Hopefully this doesn't turn out like bunches of my other buys, and I actually like the other songs on the CD.

In other Ajeet news... (and thanks sa blog ni Amelia, gagayahin ko ang asterisks mo)

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So I want to start buying magazines and I tried out Pulp. Big mistake, it would appear. Around 104 pages but after like 48 full-page ads, that comes around to only about half of the magazine having any actual content. And most of it was taken up by Awit Awards articles. Giving one each to nominees is okay but giving one each to the judges? Who cares about them? I have one word: filler.

The rest (what little remained) was given over to the obligatory CD and movie reviews and little blurbs like this one about some place in Makati where konyos play poker. There was a rather dull photo-spread accompanying the poker article so I had the wonderful opportunity to look at the detestably-konyo VJ John Joe's face splashed prominently all over it with his generic I'm-such-a-teen-rebel get-up. Blech. How old is he ba?

Avoid like the plague kiddos.

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And speaking of poker, it seems to be becoming some kind of middle-class Pinoy fad. After turning up at two parties with people playing away at a table, I have to assume such. I half-expected to see visors and cigars.

Heh. I remember going to one of the parties and hitching a ride with someone. He warned me NOT to step on this metal case on the floor of his car. I can wreck anything daw, just not that. I later found out that was where he stores his (ta-da) poker stuff. How OC.

We Pinoys are such fad whores talaga. We'll go for anything that's uso. Though at least poorer people are more up-front about doing something because everyone else is. Middle-/Upper-middle-class types try to be nonchalant about it. Insert eye-roll here.

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Those call-center bozos need to stop calling me. Seriously. I don't want to answer phones for a living. I don't even answer my own.

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I watched The Omen the other day. My opinion? Meh. Still, it was nice seeing Julia Stiles get thrown off the second floor. But the original was better. Now the kid from that one, there was a creepy bastard.

Also caught X-Men 3 before that. Twice. Ako pa? Comic fan 'ata ito. Man, I love how they cut out the celestial goddess bit with Phoenix and just amped up her psychotic bitch quotient. That scene where Baldy and the Magnet walk into the room and she's holding on to the chair she's sitting on and just glaring at them? Priceless. Famke is a babe. All she does is stand and glower at people but it works. Though I wish we could have seen just one firebird and her bursting out of the lake shouting "I-A! Am-A! PhoeNIX!"

As for Storm, well the larger bit for her was kind of forced. I mean, they killed *bleep* and *bleep* just so they'd be out of the way and she'd get a chance to lead. And she's the only one who had a baddie specifically going for her, that Callisto chick. Siguro Halle's bitch fits paid off and the writers wrote Ms. Academy Award a bigger part. Still, that tornado-lightning-whirl bit was very cool.

By the by, if you wait till the end credits finish, you'll find there's a little suprise scene there. We comic fans hear these things.

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I have not bought comics in more than a month 'ata. Ganyan talaga 'pag cashless tsk tsk. My stack at the store is growing ever higher. I'm withdrawing.

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I miss Encantadia. Dearly. But that's for another blog entry. Related though, I've been trying to watch Captain Barbell, for Sunshine Dizon. But her character is nowhere in sight, and everything I've seen so far reeks of Smallville. Rip-off, seems. I even think Teng-Teng has a freaking barn he goes off to like Clark. As for Mahika, well I tried it for Angel but I had to give up. Corny talaga. Ang costumes pa lang... Diyos ko.

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I should be reviewing for my board exam, which is in less than two weeks... Why am I typing here?

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I've been doing some work with Bantay Bata. The person who asked me to come on board made it clear it was pro bono pero okay lang. Fodder for my resume, 'di ba? You use me, I'll use you. They first made us (there are a bunch of us) design a service booklet for them. But then they also made us come up with an ad for them. If they'd gotten an ad agency to come up with a concept, they'd probably have had to cough up big bucks. And this artist who's also part of the group is designing tarpulins and streamers pa. Mukhang nakatipid sila sa 'min a.

I was asked to apply for a job there, while I was at it. Resource Mobilization Officer 'ata. Basically you hob-knob with snobs and trick them into giving money to a worthy cause. Sounds interesting. We'll see after I pass the board.

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Tower has an electronica section na pala. I know I'm going back when I get my first paycheck.

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I had the displeasure of sitting next to two konyos at Nomads while I was catching the Spain-Ukraine World Cup match. So I had their relentless monkey-chatter in my right ear the whole time. Bwisit. The ditzy chick was going on and on like a machine gun about the inanities of her adolescent lovelife. The guy naman was boasting about how he's such a boozer and a druggie. "I've tried everything" daw. Si girl naman: "That's SO cool! I've never done that in college!" Of course, there was the obligatory "My car, my Motorazr, my trip abroad, my expensive this-and-that" talk too. Konyos nga, 'di ba? Where would a konyo be if he wasn't broadcasting about all his stuff?

It's hilarious listening to teenagers try to pull off been-there-done-that. They're so needy and desperate to impress. I wanted to lean over and tell them to give it a rest till they turn twenty. Anyone with money and ambiguous morals can do drugs and walk into class drunk. You want to come off like a badass? Rob a bank or something. I can't believe I was ever their age.

They're certainly not doing their school any favors, which already has a rep (undeserved or not) for having a high number of ditzy, self-absorbed konyos among it's student body. I'll give you one guess where they're from.

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Ah, 'tis light that breaks in yonder formerly dark sky. Which means I've been here much too long. So I'm off to pretend to sleep. Later.

2 comments:

Jane said...

Hey Ajeet, Jane here. Yes yes, I'm stalking your blogs all the way from Friendster because I'm in semi-awe (God forbid I have any talent to write like you), but anyway, that wasn't the point of
my hijacking your journal. Heh, because what I really want to hijack is your comics collection. Nah, just kidding.

Don't rain on the coño kids' parties. Who wouls we make fun of if they started becoming normal human beings with the other half of their brains actually working? Oops ok, so you lose your faith in humanity along the way...

Ajeet-X said...

Haha, oo nga 'no, mawawalan ako ng frequent targets!