Won Bin and Mukai Osamu

Specimen #01: Won Bin
Birthdate: Sept 29, 1977
Country of origin: South Korea
Notable appearances: "Autumn Tale" ("Endless Love 1"); Taegukgi

Most recent press photos, in a Unicef event (Source: Soompi Forums)

Specimen #02: Mukai Osamu
Birthdate: February 07, 1982
Country of origin: Japan
Notable appearances: "Nodame Cantabile" (live action); "Bambino!"

Blog pictures (Source: official blog)

Let's face reality. None of us would end up with somebody as beautiful as these men are. (Nakakaiyak!) Kaya let's say goodbye to love na lang. Or copulate with your future spouses and hope that chance be kind enough to endow your future imps with sex appeal at the least. For the preservation of the human race! (Shet, ba't napunta ako dun?)

BA 173 Sem Ender

The only reason why I took up BA 173 (Consumer Behavior) this sem was because I wanted to see Ma'am Joy Guevarra's house. (That's how shallow I can get.) Every sem, she invites her students to her residence in La Vista (Loyola Heights area) and holds a dinner party. Yun yun eh.

From the stories of her past students, her house might as well be a mansion, comparable in size with the UP School of Economics. (Whose eyes wouldn't widen?) Anyway, what stuck to me from what I've heard was the presence of a fountain inside the toilet room. Sosyal.

Last Friday was the big night. My groupmates weren't attending so I texted Ma'am if I could bring proxies. (That's how thick I can get.) Good thing Ma'am affirmed because I've no friends in her class. Haha. So the proxies were Gen, Gil, and Levs, collectively known as PnG (Pataygutom na Gatecrashers).

Because of our cab search struggle, we arrived at the house late and starving. Fortunately, there was still plenty of food and dessert. The house was big, but the SE comparison was a bit exaggerated. Ma'am's house was way bigger! Just kidding. And the toilet room fountain? Well, shameless as we were, we held a photoshoot in there. Haha. Kadire.

Pictures coming up...

I Need Gamot

I feel so alone. I feel so empty. I feel so purposeless.

Is God (given that such being really exists) calling on me? To repent and to renounce my worldliness? (May ganyon?!)

I'm too neurotic to function.

I need gamot. Some turok here and there.

Someone, seduce sedate me. O kaya, date me na lang.

Beautiful Boys Make Me Suicidal

For three consecutive nights now, I would look up at the sky and see the moon in all her fullness. It seems as if she's insinuating I should be depressed (which really I've been feeling lately but somehow couldn't bring myself to admit). Behind her veil of clouds, she would peek, sniggering, mocking my state of mind.

Ohmagad, I'm going crayzeh!
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My new crushee's sexuality is very dubious. His level of closeness with his male "friend" (also crush-able in his own right) intrigues people. It's starting to bother me, too, actually. Moreover, I discovered just today that he sports an earring on his left ear. Does that scream "GAAAY" or what?
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I'll make it through the rainy days
I'll be the one who stands here longer than the rest
When my landscape changes, rearranges
I'll be stronger than I've ever been
No more stillness, more sunlight,
Everything's gonna be alright...

I should keep singing this song to myself. Ganbarou (whatever that means)!

Callente; Taegukgi

It's a bit late for this, but still I want to congratulate the whole of UP CE Entrepreneurial Ad Hoc Team for holding a successful and very fun-filled "Callente" last Friday. Most of the alumni I expected to see didn't show up (no surprise there really). Despite that, I enjoyed the the event what with the spectacle of the contests, the free-flowing food and drink, the occasional cuties I ogled at, and, of course, the CE company. I think I can speak in behalf of everyone else who attended.

Billiards and videoke until 3AM, then a sleepover at the former-dean Fabella's residence. :D
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Taegukgi: Brotherhood of War (2004)

It's Korean Filmfest at the UP Film Institute. Last night, Rachel and I watched Taegukgi. War films usually don't appeal to me, but since the movie starred the ever so beautiful Won Bin, I gave it a try. Besides, it's the second highest grossing film in South Korean box office so it should be good.

Jang Dong Gun and Won Bin

Indeed, Taegukgi didn't disappoint. The violent and gory scenes (eg. limbs being blasted) would nauseate you, but I assure you would appreciate the movie as much as you enjoyed, say, Titanic. Oo, ganung lebel!

Near the ending, I could no longer hold back my tears. When I turned to snatch my hanky from my bag, I was amazed to see Rachel beside me crying uninhibitedly. Haha.
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I think I'm starting to crush over someone again. Hard. This is dangerous. Every time this happens, I turn to self-destruct mode. :(

End It with Mini Stop's Fourteen-peso Giant Ice Cream

Because the SPADHOC no longer exists (at least for this sem) owing largely to me, the HR&D Committee of the UP CE has found an ingenious way to do away with the traditional Talent Night and instead assigned the BA Council's OrgPres to the CE applicants as their project.

The OrgPres was held at the Archi Audi tonight. There were six participating BA-based orgs including CE, which was to perform last.

It was already time for CE's turn on stage. I was seated clandestinely among the audience. The music started to play and as soon as the stage lights opened, I closed my eyes. I closed my eyes firmly, pretending to be asleep all throughout, avoiding any chance of cringing at the sight of the performance. Way to show org support, noh?

Well, what do you know, CE managed to place first runner-up while ABAM and JMA tied as champions. As Gen put it straightforwardly, CE's goal really was not to win but just to perform passably and evade emotional scars from embarassment.

One of the hosts for the night, by the way, was "Pamintang Tunay" herself, Jacqueline Mago, in her drag-queenish best. Thank goodness her hosting-mode voice was well-modulated this time lest the audience flee with bleeding eardrums.

On the Feasib Defense

That was it? (Yuchh, ang yabang.)

I was the last reporter for our group and I got cut. I was already speaking really, really fast and I got cut. Freaking time limit! It was just the management study anyway, but still, it was my time to shine. Haha. Kadiri.

The critique and the questions? *Yawns*

Feasib: Monday Submission, Thursday Defense

I was slitting hotdogs for cooking when the bread knife slid from the meat and its serrated blade dug into the flesh of my left index finger. It didn't bleed.
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Check out my Carpenters discography collection. Woot!

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"When my niece returned from school saying, “Gays are disgusting!” I knew she learnt that hatred from a classmate, who had in turn absorbed that hatred from a parent...

"Many people have cited many ‘reasons’ for hating homosexuals, just as many people tried to justify their views that the Earth was flat, that the darker skinned should always be inferior, and that women should subjugate their lives to men."

Feasibusy Kuno

Update: Do you want to know the most shocking CE gossip for the 1st Sem AY 2007-2008? (It's already a few months old although still only a handful are aware of it.) Text me! :P
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I'm so distracted I'm distracted from my usual distraction-- which is blogging. For the lack of a narrative, I present you with my latest music download.

Gold: 35th Anniversary Edition, The Carpenters

When singing videoke at home was still a pastime activity for us, my mother never missed to sing to the tune of The Carpenters' songs. She would then proceed to resent my generation's taste for noisy, artificial-sounding music. I was really indifferent to her most loved band until Toni Gonzaga rendered "Superstar" (lyrics) a cappella in an "Eat Bulaga" Lenten special. It was only then that I started to appreciate the music of The Carpenters.

During a period when rock and soul started to flourish, the music of the Carpenters was lambasted by critics saying it was too bubble-gum poppy. What probably was their saving grace was Karen Carpenter's voice. It had a remarkable hint of melancholy. The kind that was contagious and potent. Although seemingly trivial at first, it would slowly creep into the listener's subconscious making him turn to introspection and be haunted by his own emotional demons. The fact that Karen struggled with and died from anorexia makes her voice all the more romantic. A romantic tragedy, indeed.

If I had to pick my most favorite in their discography, I think it would have to be "A Song for You" (lyrics).

I'm Going Under! Este, Down Under.

Hah, alimuom is in the air. *Sniffs*

Run, baby, run, screaming with a loaded gun!
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If you own one of the beautiful names listed in my phonebook, I absent-mindedly left my cell phone in Pampanga. So don't call me, babeh. But you can call me babeh. Wenk. To push it further: Don't call me in the middle of the night no more. Don't text-text me to be there. Haha. Wenk another. It's not as if I'd readily reply anyway. :P
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Last Saturday I was in Makati to attend a seminar on Australian migration. Why? Actually it was my mother who volunteered me. Her friend is the friend of the managing partner of the organizing agency. The registration fee was some thousand pesos, but for us it was free. So why waste the opportunity, right?

The speaker was an old Aussie. He is a veteran migration officer and one of those who drafted the policies followed today blah blah. He was mumbling the whole time so I couldn't catch half of what he was saying. Good thing I had a seatmate (Multimedia Arts graduate from CSB) who was pleasant to stare at. Haha. And of course, there was also the food. Almost all of the attendees were hardcore on migrating and brought their resumes for assessment. I was also a bit interested, but despite that, I was still unqualified because the jobs required work experience of at least three years, unless I plan to study in Australia.

The venue was in Salcedo Village, near Citi Tower so I got a chance to see again the building of my beloved, future employer. (Yucch, feelingera!) After the seminar we went straight to the shopping malls. While Egay was unleashing her torrential fury and drowning half of my province, I was apathetically sashaying in the corridors of Glorietta and Rustan's. And please tell me what the buzz with Crocs is. They look like they're made out of cheap plastic, in retarded colors and designs! Wala lang, consumer insight.
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Break na pala sina Gil? One month has passed and I didn't notice! (Maybe it's because I had no interest in their relationship in the first place. FYI, I'm not being mean when I say that.)

Depression Is a Much Abused Word

It could all be so simple, but you'd rather make it hard.

I'm sad. There are so many things that I should be sad about. Some of them are an outcome of my own misdoings or negligence. Some of them are just out of my control...

I can't stand whining. I can't stand it when people whine, and most definitely I hate it when I find myself whining. It is an unnecessary activity in facing difficulties. One should direct all energy instead in formulating tactics in tackling the problem, to minimize it, to eradicate it. Easier said than done, but that is the surest way of doing it. But what if one, more than being beyond help, is unwise behind his years?

(I'm distracted, excuse me. Be Bench eye-candies!)

And I'm back. But I lost my train of thought. Chuchu, train, chuchu.

The bottomline is, no matter how heavy it is, my burden is my burden. I should carry it with my own shoulders. With a gag in my mouth. (Welcome, dirty thoughts.)

If only life were an unending late-night bus ride. Despite the freezing temperature and dimmed lights, to the nostalgic classics playing on the radio, I sleep, care-free yet secure, alone yet content.

When I look far, far back, the future was forever shining.

Bus Ride, Glueboy, Prince Harry

Going home to the province, I boarded an ordinary (un-airconditioned) bus just for the heck of it. Actually, I overspent my allowance that's why. Hehe. But I really didn't mind. The bus was half-filled and the weather was chilly.

From Cubao, I sat closely beside the open-wide window. I displayed my freaking, fugly face for the sidewalks of EDSA to behold. By the time we exited Balintawak, my face was already covered with soot of Quezon City air (ang sosyal) and god knows what other particulate matter entered my asthmatic lungs.

Past the tollgate, against my frail frame the wind rushed violently. Like flag on a pole amidst a storm, the shirt that covered my body flapped vigorously. Like the force of an industrial-strength magnet, the wind repelled my repulsive self as if to say "You don't deserve me, you puny being!" To which I would insist," Rape me! Rape me!"

Sensing the hubbub happening behind him, the man seated in front me closed down our shared window. Instantly, silence fell and for thirty seconds I couldn't feel my face. Another thirty seconds, there was this high-pitching sound. Someone farted. I just pretended I didn't hear anything. Deadma. So did the other passengers who boarded that bus.
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I spotted Elmer Glueboy walking by the Sunken Garden. He was wearing his usual black frames and skinny jeans. What has drawn a deep sigh out me though was his white, long-sleeved polo. It reminded me of Chiaki-senpai's. And I bet that just like Chiaki who's so confident of himself, Glueboy would say, "I'm so gorgeous I could sleep with myself!" Butting in, I would ask, "Can I join?"
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What is Prince Harry hiding under those shorts?!

Hmm, to the left, to the left....

The cold makes me horny. >:P Sa inyo na si Prince William.

Leah Dizon

I'm confident that only Jazelli takes interest in my JPop entries while the rest of you just skip reading them. However, what I'm going to tell should intrigue you.

There is this upcoming female artist in the JPop music scene. She was born in 1986, and she has Filipino heritage! (Her father is Filipino-Chinese and her mother is French.)

Presenting Leah Dizon.

Kawaii!
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"Softly" (first single)
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"Koi Shiyou♪" (second single)
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"L·O·V·E U" (third single)

She already has three singles under her belt the first of which was released early this year. She looks like Katrina Halili and a bit like Paris Hilton in her music videos. Haha. So far, she has one nice ballad and the rest are synth-filled, danceable tunes. Her music style is very poppy and teeny-bopper. I would have completely ignored her had she not been Filipino and a JPop artist. As of now, I can say I'm her fan. Hehe. Besides, Utada Hikaru is fond of Leah Dizon. :D

Related links:
Official site
Official blog
Wiki.ThePPN article
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"America is the only country which had first created and used the atomic bombs, while banning other countries to possess the atomic bombs or been putting pressure on them to reduce the quantity on the other side (And they possess a lot of nuclear weapons themselves) . . . Also, lately they've been criticizing Japan's "Comfort women" issues in the past, but they have a history of slavery in the past as well, are they really in the position to talk about the things like that..."

That comes from Utada Hikaru herself. Just when you affirm your opinion that she truly is an artist with profound insights, she proceeds to insert her usual conversation with her stuffed bear, Kuma Chang. I'm not complaining. :D
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Gulay, it rained so hard today. So hard that the raindrops beat against my umbrella mercilessly, creating tiny rips on it. The streets also gushed with rainwater that my sneakers and socks got soaked. As I walked back home I could feel the insides of my sneakers squish with every step I take. It felt oddly nice. Squishy, squishy. Hehe.

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Litter Miss Philippines

A post (translated from Kapampangan) in our Y!Group by a friend I've known since elementary. He is a Comm Arts graduate from Ateneo.

"Currently I'm staying here in our house [in Angeles] because I already left my events job [in Makati]. My body could no longer handle looking haggard all the time. I'm now busy sprucing myself up so I can apply as a flight attendant so wish me luck everyone! I hope I'll look gorgeous within a few weeks' time, I'll harass my dermatologist!

"When I finally save up enough, that's when I'll focus a career in fashion. I don't know, maybe in fashion design, fashion journalism or modeling or fashion buying, fashion PR, whatever! Just thought I'd tell you..."
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Good afternoon, everybody! I am Ivan Flores Rico, 20 years of age. I live in the city of Angeles... City!

I am taking up BS Business Administration in UP Diliman. I'm in my ninth trisemester and I expect to give birth graduate this October. (Yuck, delayed! So what?)

My ambition in life is to be a slave for the multinational corporations of the world. I also may put up my own business. That's if my need for achievement requires so and if I overcome my pathological sloth.

I used to believe that there is no God. I've already relented that atheistic persuasion, although I'm still not a fan of Christianity (or the Church to be exact).

There is a saying that goes, "If I am that and you are that and everything is that, then that is all there is."

I thank you. *Curtsies*
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Update:

Alpha: shehetttt ivaneeee! winner ka na naman!!!

When it comes to love I may be a loser but not in life (though it's contestable).

Innocent Porn

I caught an episode of this late-night Christian program. Actually, my mom was the one watching the TV while I was in front of the computer. Anyway, their topic was the "oversexification" of the entertainment media. So they went about discussing things like pornography, its widespread accessibility, its bad effects, and so forth.

Then, as usual, they showed case-studies-slash-testimonials. One was that of a married man who claimed to have been addicted to porn magazines. I think it's still within the bounds of normalcy, though. Anyway, the program went on telling that, as a result, the man developed an affair with another woman, blah, blah, blah. Later on, the featured case focused on the extramarital affair itself and ended completely oblivious of the porn addiction part.

I was like, "WTF was that?!" I even asked my mom sarcastically, "O, ano namang koneksyon ng pagkakaadik niya sa bold sa pagkakaroon niya ng kerida?" My mom just shrugged, then laughed. I mean, for chrissake logic's sake, they could have explained the psychological connection of the affair with pornography, but no! They didn't even pretend to attempt, those self-righteous idiots!
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Back in high school, in Creative English class, I made a research paper on sexual deviation. One of my references, a book on abnormal psychology, cited the "unadulterated" findings of the Meese Commission (a copy of its report can be found in the UP MainLib) under Ronald Reagan's term regarding exposure to erotica and how it correlated to sexual crimes.

Related readings:
*Exposure to Pornography and Reactions to Rape
*No link between child porn and sexual abuse
*Pornography, Rape and Sex Crimes in Japan
*Pornography, Sex Crime, and Public Policy

This Is How Harry Potter Should Have Ended

Tohru and Kyo of Fruits Basket, graying, together until the end. Aww. :)

Or not. Haha. Oh my god, I'm going to grow old and die alone. Huhu. :(

Extrajudicial Killings Aside, This Administration Does Something Good

Woot! Classes suspended tomorrow. One more day to procrastinate and escape into the comfort of cyberspace.
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Rain, rain, on Saturday
Come what may, that's what I say.
Um, hindi ko na matuley.
Hehey.

Sana bumagyo para walang BACBACAN, para walang masaya. Yay!