Election: Organized Chaos

It took me almost 4 hours looking for my precinct and lining up before I was able to cast my vote today, not to mention it was really hot, I was almost soaked up with sweat and looked so beaten up. Anyhow, I just take it as an organized chaos.

I think the facilitators, teachers and the people who helped me in voting today are more deserving of my vote than the names listed on the ballot. They were very kind and their smiles are not fake, true duty-bounded. Nobody even recognize these people after the winning candidate stands in the podium and raises both their hands.

Now, let me share to you a barroom story that magnifies our ideas about Politics.

A doctor, an engineer, and a politician were arguing as to which profession was older. "Well," argued the doctor, "without a physician mankind could not have survived, so I am sure that mine is the oldest profession. " "No," said the engineer, "before life began there was complete chaos, and it took an engineer to create some semblance of order from this chaos. So engineering is older. " "But," chirped the triumphant politician,"who created the chaos? "

Little as we know, being a politician is the 1st and most popular profession. Guaranteed seat means guaranteed money; best investment in the Philippines, I mean everywhere.

Politicians mastered the craft of enticing the masses to put them in the position.

Right from the start, they have made an image of themselves as the person for the people. They have studied higher education to facade as their solid background. More so, they have invested so much to finally take the last push for you to choose their name in that last instant.

And because they spent too much, they are willing to fight tooth to nail to their adversaries. No matter what the cost, they will do anything to win, to be in the position, to have that power. I call it greed.

In our Province, 5 are accounted dead, because of this election. And the worse part of this is, they are not even on the news. Our place is far from media and civilization. God bless their souls.

Thank God, I only suffered the heat and the long voting lines, I was not involved in the encounter with the goons and armed supporters of the politicians.

Thank God, it was just an organized chaos not a true one.

My Mom is Mah Niggah!

It was drizzling when I woke today. My Facebook, Twitter and Instagram are swarmed with pics of all the Mothers in the world, Saying all the good things about her, how much they love her, how much their mother inspired them , so on and so forth.

Just to be different, let me tell you the Negative side about my Mother. I call her my Nega-Mom.

These are some of the Nasty things about her;

My Mom plays the most annoying Ms. know-it-all, she would always say,"Sit further away from the TV, it will ruin your eyesight" or "Don't eat pork, take these vegetables, it has more vitamin A B to Z."

She is also the baddest liar in the world, I constantly hear her say, "No, I never skip school" , " I always finish homework ahead of time." or " I don't go to parties." Duh...

She painstakingly likes picking on little things everyday, like, "Why did you leave the lights on","You sweat on your shirt again?", "Did you flush the toilet?"or the most famous,"Did you wash your hands?"

She absolutely hates pets," Go ahead and keep that stray dog, i I will feed him your food and slash your allowance." , " Who brought these kittens in the house!?"

She polices you tightly, "No later than 10pm.", "When did you learn how to drink!?", "You got into a fight!?" , "You flunked!" (Spank! Spank!)

She is very frank, "You smell awful, go change","You have booger on your face." or "Your shirt is so dirtyyy!" (More Spank)

She's never contented," You wear a jacket ", "Drink more water", " Here bring this lunchbox for later","Put a towel on your back", "You are smarter than him" and my personal favorite, "You are better looking than him."

As defined by the Urban Dictionary " Mah Niggah" is your partner through thick and thin. someone who will always help you out, no matter the situation.

As nega as she is, My Mom is my true first love, she shows me the right path to take and she helps me get through all the circumstances in life, she gives me all the blessings in the world.

My best-friend. My love, Someone I will do anything for anytime, anywhere.

I know she has my back and is looking out for me even when I am wrong.

Mah Niggah ! Mah Niggah!

Happy Mothers day!

Impress Your Man

HOW TO IMPRESS A WOMAN Compliment her, respect her, honor her, cuddle her, kiss her, caress her, love her, stroke her, tease her, comfort her, protect her, hug her, hold her, spend money on her, wine and dine her, buy things for her, listen to her, care for her, stand by her, support her, hold her, go to the ends of the Earth for her. HOW TO IMPRESS A MAN Show up naked. Bring food/beer.

(Sigh) Women...

Have you ever wonder why you cant get along with your girl?

Well, wonder still, because the congruency of the men's action to women's reaction is irreconcilable.

If you kiss her prematurely, you are not a gentleman. If you don't, you are Gay. If you praise her, she thinks you are full of BS. If you don't, you are unappreciative. If you agree to all she says, you are indecisive. If you don't, you are not understanding. If you give her great romance, she thinks you are a 'man whore'. If you don't, you are half a man. If you visit her too often, she thinks it is boring. If you don't, she accuses you of cheating. If you are well-dressed, she says you are trying to impress someone else. If you aren't, you have no fashion sense. If you are jealous, she says you are being possessive. If you aren't, she thinks you do not love her. If you attempt to treat her roughly, she says you don't respect her. If you don't, she thinks you are not adventurous enough . If you are late, she complains, If she is late, she says "I had to put on my make-up". If you visit your friends, she's thinks you will have a party with some bitches. If she is visited by her friends, 'oh we are just catching up with the girls'.If you kiss her once in a while, she professes you are cold. If you kiss her too many, she yells you got nothing better to do. If you fail to open the door for her, you lack ethics. If you do, she thinks you are doing it for a favor. If you look at others, she accuses you of flirting. If she stares at others, she says she is just admiring. If you talk, she wants you to listen. If you listen, she wants you to talk.

If you are experiencing this, you are not alone.

Swanky Middle Man

Vanity strikes 30 minutes before I started my manning schedule in the mall, I grab my iPhone5, used the front camera then 'click'. I saw a short-haired, chiseled chin, raging wannabe-GQ-front-page guy who confidently thought he can make everything look good.

And I smiled lightly whisper to myself, how long has it been since I stopped growing fondly of that lanky skinny guy in a long uncombed hair who never loved dressing up ?( the printed t-shirt guy)

That young guy who never liked sophisticated food in a fancy restaurants because its too pricy, who never wanted to travel abroad unless its free, and who never approached a woman of high-caliber assuming he might get rejected.

Never have I thought I can be the man that I am now. Secure of myself. Alpha male, ladies man, gentleman. (Superman, batman ...whatever)

For the most part of my current life I love everything about it. I'm 25, I hold a good job in arguably the biggest developer in the country. I live in my own comfortable house with 2 lovely sisters. I owned and sold my first car, ( brand new one is coming), I have a beautiful and loving girlfriend, I have tons of friends I cant even recognize their names and If I want to, I can travel just about anywhere across the globe.

I have no credits or sorts, I have a healthy bank account, I have invested in insurance business funds, I have made my parents and myself proud that I'm already able to achieve the stability of somebody in their early 30's.

However, I always see to it that whatever good thing that comes my way, I will unfailingly keep grounded, I will always thank the merciful and generous creator for giving me grace and I always show appreciation to those who supported me all the way through rough and easy times.

I always stay simple and thrifty, but still adorned and embellished. I don't want to appear as a commoner or average but I still don't want to spend on complex unneeded things.

I believe I can manifest an honest and well balanced lifestyle of that guy who just took a picture of himself before his PM shift.

Oh snap! I gotta work!

Mr. Virgo Blogging

Midnight, with a gentle breeze after the hard rain, alone with my thoughts in a quiet little room, surrounded with VISION posters plastered all over my walls, thinking ... Hmmm ... I had a great time today, What am I gonna do tomorrow?

My Wall of Fame

Earlier today, I sensed that everything was very slow-paced. No chores at home, no-show-of-client at work, it was indeed a slow-moving Friday, too slow that I just became a spectator today rather than the man on the stage, the man I once was. 

My girlfriend and I saw a world class performance by ReQuest Crew today in Ayala Activity Center as part of Ayala mall's Second day of Grand Graduation Sale event. 

I am tickled I was able to see in-flesh this high-energy dancers going at it for like 25-minute of jaw-dropping, total entertainment. 

I was on the edge of my chair the whole time, can't  help but wanting to join them, if only I have the luxury of time. I could very well be a good addition to their group, modesty aside. However that ain't my main thing now. Well, at least, not being on the stage prompted me to write instead.

ReQuest Dance Crew getting it on

 I'm more of a philosopher now, standing in an inviolable centrist view yet leaning towards impeccable realist manner.I have to admit I tend to play it safe. Yes! always I get paranoid trying to please everyone around me. 

As I remember it, I even started dancing because every one in our family kept pushing me in the center stage whenever a good song pops out. And I cant say no because they might get disappointed at me. Back in the day I was the king of  "Boom Parararara". Dancing along with my lolo Tinong with our eccentric movements.

But I am here not to tell you how good of a dancer I am, I am here to write an overdue latish reflection of what I am now, what my life was and how I plan to keep going in the future. 

In me, you will always get what you want to see, but it doesn't mean you are actually seeing what I really am. I know I am a lot to take but if you can get through my superficial lining, there underlies a vast, widest , profound expanse of scintillated starry skies imaginable. 

So what am I gonna do tomorrow?  You will know, because I will share it to you, A little bit of yesterday, today and tomorrow. This is me blogging!