Archive for August 2010

Parental Guidance : May Nakita Ako

on our way home

from my mom's workplace in makati,,

we were taking the usual route.

I noticed a guy-

a not good-looking guy

a guy that is not part of the corporate world

most probably part of the illegal world(haha!)-,

in the very nook and cranny of the street..

doing something

something that stirred my innocent mind

something that made me wonder

'parang rapist toh'


because he is doing something

something rapists do in the streets

that others cant do

eager to know what he is doing?












hahhaha.. a weird sight to see.. :))

Globe Immortaltxt

Tatlong beses na akong naka receive ng ganitong message mula sa Globe:
You are one of the selected subscribers who can still use our IMMORTAL promos! ….
Pero para sa akin poker face.
Mas ginagamit ko kasi Sun ko kesa sa Globe. Pero kagabi, ginamit ko Globe ko. May tinext kasi akong naka Globe din. Ayun, check muna ako ng balance kung magkano na lang load ko… at ayun 11 pesos na lang. HAHAHA. Last July pa yung last pa load ko. At ang pinaload ko lang nun is 100 pesos. HAHAHA. Ganun ako kakuripot
Tapos ayun, balak ko sana mag Immortal kasi pwede pa naman.. Kaso di kaya ng budget. Kaya nagtext na lang ako ng hindi nagreregister. Nakailang text na rin ako ng maisipan kong icheck kung magkano na lang load ko. OC ako like that. Pag tingin ko, 11 pesos pa rin. Nagulat ako. Sa isip isip ko mahal ako masyado ng Globe. =))
Pero ang totoo pala, hindi ko pa pala ubos ung Immortaltxt credits ko. Meron pa akong tumataginting na 43 credits. Syet. From July to August, out of the 75 credits, 35 lang nagamit ko. :))
Ayun lang. Gusto ko lang inggitin ang mga taong hindi makapag Immortaltxt. =)) 

Hostage Drama: Where Do I Stand?

This would be my first post about the Hostage Drama that happened yesterday, August 23, 2010. Yes, it was sad. But what’s much sadder was the way how Filipinos spread hate on our country’s already tarnished reputation.

Maybe instead of criticizing and hating, we could just think of a way on how we could start rebuilding thecountry’s reputation. Below is a letter I read from one blog. Worth Reading.

A Letter to The Filipino Youth

I would like this entry to be a vessel of words that every unassuming, Filipino youth can call his or her own.

Today I witnessed one of the most atrocious acts humanity has ever seen. Blood spilt, fingers pointed in all directions, and so much compassion and sympathy turning into spite and anger. Fellow Filipinos, I feel your pain. I feel your anger. Whether it is with the media, whose blind incompetence further fed a madman’s blood lust. Or Manila’s Finest, whose obvious lack of training has made a possibly peaceful exchange into a bloody altercation. We are even angry at our leaders, our politicians, who seemingly did nothing but throw out words and blame at each other, and exclaim the sorry state of our mother nation. Yes, I, as you, am deeply livid. Livid to the point of shame towards my nationality. But as I cursed and screamed and cried, I came to realize something: I have been looking through a telescope. Quirino Grandstand is miles away as I wept in distance. Truth be told, it is very easy not to care. How will this really affect the food I eat, the job or school I go to, or the people I say my hello’s and goodnight’s to? But to hell with that! The fact of the matter is, I DO care. There is a sense of nationalistic altruism in my blood somehow.

If only though a telescope.

I urge you, fellow Filipinos, to look at a mirror instead.

I have come to recognize that none of this would’ve happened if it weren’t for me. I am to blame. And I accept all the repercussions this event entails. I have not always REALLY cared for this country. This morning, I was not thinking about the inherent problems of social media. I was not pondering on answers for poverty. I was not thinking of how I could be a part of the solution for corruption and street violence. This morning, I had my own life. And suddenly, with the whole world watching, with the problem growing out of proportion, and with my fellow Filipinos affected, I began to care like a mother to her crying child. I am a sleeping giant, poked by a pin.
Now, all my thoughts are dedicated to the flaws of Philippine government and media. And all my emotions are dedicated towards nationalism and unity. I am angered and displeased. But what have I done? I’ve simply tweeted some curses, blamed some people, offered a few well wishes and prayers, and that’s it.

One month from now, I will not think of Captain Mendoza or the people who have died and suffered in this ordeal. And why should I? Life goes on. But I ask you, fellow Filipinos, WHERE do we move on to? How do we live our lives from here? I believe that today was a message from God. Maybe I SHOULD think about the country more often. Maybe I SHOULD start doing something of my own to remedy the problems plaguing our nation. Maybe I SHOULD add the country to my nightly prayers. Right after I pray for my parents. My brothers. My sisters. All of whom I love dearly. Maybe I SHOULD start loving the country like I love them.

I place blame on myself because had I been doing all these things, had I lived my life even 10% more towards Nationalism and the improvement of my environment, I think maybe people like Captain Mendoza wouldn’t exist. Maybe media wouldn’t be so defective. Maybe our police officers would be more adept. And maybe, just maybe, I wouldn’t have to have my telescopic sympathy turn into blind rage.

When Ondoy struck, I wept for this country. I handed out my donations, did volunteer work, and helped rebuild our city. But what then? What now? Honestly speaking, for me, Ondoy is past and I have not really done anything to remedy the situation. I am not even close to ready in case another storm of that magnitude hits. I’ve stopped caring. Even when deep inside me, I know I should care more. And even when, back then, I felt like I wanted to help the entire world. And for this, I am truly sorry.

Conversely, this is why I am truly sorry for the events that transpired today. I am at fault. I promise to do better. I promise to be a beacon of change. I promise to admit my faults and my selective sympathy. I promise that I will live my life, even to the least extent, making sure that something like this will never happen again.

I am deeply sorry, humanity. I ask that you forgive not only Captain Mendoza, or the media, or the police, but I as well. I am at debt to you and I can only hope that my words can help my fellow youth feel as I do.


I am Jay Abastillas. A Filipino. 22 years old. And I am sorry that I don’t pray for the country enough.

Minsan sa MRT

Nung mga first few days ko sa internship sa Citibank, ang way ko pauwi ay FX-MRT-VAN-TRICYCLE

Minsan isang araw, mga 6:00 PM na ako nakaalis ng Citi. Nagmadali naman ako. Pagdating ko na sa MRT Ayala. Grabe! Parang pang WOWOWEE yung pila. Ang daming paikot ikot na naganap. Mga 30 minutes din akong nakapila nun. Nung nakalagpas na ako sa guard na nagchecheck ng mga bag, ito na lang nasabi ko

Tapos nung naghihintay na ako ng tren, medyo natuwa ako kasi nasa bandang unahan ako. Ayun, may dumating na tren. Gitgitan na. Nang nakalabas na lahat ng dapat lumabas, nakipagsiksikan na ako papasok. Tapos, may biglang anak ng tapa na gumamit ng kamay at braso at buong katawan niya mauna lang makapasok. IMBA siya. Medyo malapit na talaga ako nun eh. Bigla ba naman ako hatakin tapos sa mukha ko pa ilagay ang mga kamay niya. Buti na lang hindi pa ako nasasapian nun kung hindi hinatak ko siya palabas ng tren.

At hindi pa natapos yun. Syempre, naghintay na lang ako ng sumunod na tren. Pagdating nung isang tren, nakapasok na ako! YES! Pero grabe pa rin yung mga tao sa labas, pumapasok pa rin kahit sobrang sikip na.

May isa pang lalaking nagsabi

Guy: Usog pa. Maluwag pa diyan sa loob.
Me: Mas maluwag diyan sa labas. Diyan ka na lang.

HAHAHA. Sorry na sa pagiging kupal. Gusto ko na kasi talaga makauwi.

Multiple Earthquakes Hit Southern Philippines

I was not aware that multiple earthquakes hit the southern Philippines yesterday. I still have not heard it from the news yet. Basing on this UK report the first earthquake happened at 6:08 am and the last was at 7:18 am. I am not also quite sure if there were any casualties during the incident but let us hope there were none.

The GMG Experience

So last night was the first time I attended the Cultural Awards Night. Ayun, late ako ng mga 1 hour. HAHAHA. Namiss ko yung mga tao dun.

Photo credit: Raphie Torres

Hairspray Fashion

I need some HELP! I am now in panic mood. HAHAHA. I have a Cultural Arts Office (CAO) Awards Night to attend to this Friday and I still don't have something to wear. The theme of the awards night would be 'Hairspray, 2007' where Zac Efron was on the lead role. By the way, I haven't seen the movie yet. I am not really enticed to watch it. :)

Moving on, I am deciding on these two outfits:

Aaron Johnson

(1) I am not quite sure if this kind of polo would fit the Hairspray fashion. Nevertheless, I think it would have a Hairspray look since it is a bit of retro. HAHAHA. Alsom I am leaning more on to this since it is more practical and a bit inexpensive. HAHAHA. (yes, I am kuripot that much. HAHAHA)

Screencap from the movie Hairspray, 2007

(2) This second one is a bit not really my style. It is very shiny shimmering splendid. HAHAHA. However, I am considering this outfit since I know many of those who would attend would wear this and I do not want to be super out of place. :|

Now I am clearly dead. What should I wear? Help!

Nowhere Boy: Bio of John Lennon

Nowhere boy is about the extraordinary untold story of John Lennon. The boy who only wanted is Love.

Quite honestly, I am not a big fan of John Lennon nor any of the members of The Beatles nor of the band itself. I had already this bias in my head that any old song is not worth listening to.

I admit, however, that I was wrong. I was wrong to assume that any old song sucks. I was wrong to not like John Lennon or The Beatles. Geez. Their songs were amazing. They were also brilliant singers!

Anyhow, Nowhere Boy is quite an interesting film.

I never thought that John Lennon had this drama in his life. But I admire him for not letting the dramas in his life drag him down. Because if he had let it, the world would never know of The Beatles.

Personally, I think the film was successful in telling John Lennon's life. Throughout the movie, you would see his significant ups and downs before becoming The Beatles. But what makes the movie superb is being able to capture the reality of life. Films are not supposed to teach its audience what life is about, instead films makes us realize what life is.

In Nowhere Boy, it made me realize that success is never given to you in a silver platter. Opportunities and experiences lead you to success. And most especially, your drive to take that success.

Here is one of my most liked scenes in the movie:

I admit that I have also asked myself why I haven't become someone else. And here, I get my answer. Cause God is saving me for SuperJude.

Another screencap: Mind shocking.

I suggest that you guys watch Nowhere Boy! You will love it. :D

Kailangan Natin ng Space

Kung ang words nga kailangan ng space para maintindihan, tao pa kaya?
Napaisip ako ng quote na iyan. Naalala ko ang mga karanasan ko na kinailangan ko ng personal space sa buhay. Hindi yung personal space na binibigay nitong Website Designs Kung hindi space sa mga pila. Exagg kasi akong bata. Kung gumalaw ako, kailangan ng at least 1 meter diameter para masiguro na walang tatamaan. Sorry na. Ang ikekwento ko ay karanasan ko sa isang hinding kilalang babae.
So nasa 7-11 ako nun.
(Pansin ko lang, lahat ng mga experience ko na sa convenience store. HAHAHAHA) Tapos nagbabayad na ako sa cashier noon. Hindi ko napansin at namalayan na may babae pa lang nakapila sa likuran ko. At hindi ko rin napansin na sobrang nakadikit siya sa akin. (Hindi ko naman kasi talaga mapigilan sex appeal ko. Pero wag naman sana doon diba? HAHAHA.)
Syempre dahil nga hindi ko alam na nasa likuran ko siya, umikot ako. Tapos yung mga elbows ko tumama sa kanyang maselang parte ng katawan. Agad naman ako humingi ng paumanhin. I am a gentleman like that. Sabi ko 'Oh syet. Sorry.' Ang sinagot naman niya, 'Okay lang.'

Ayun na. Nagunaw mundo ko. HAHAHAHA. Okay lang? E hindi lang daplis ang nangyari. Binalak ko tuloy sanang ulitin. Pero naalala kong conservative nga pala ako kaya umexit na lang ako. Tapos nagpromise sa sarili na sa susunod papakiramdaman ko muna kung may mga taong nakadikit sa akin para matantya kung paano ako gagalaw nang hindi kung ano ano ang natatamaan. :)

Kapote sa Umaga

Ako ay nasa Libis kaninang umaga dahil may presentation ang boss ko doon. E bakit ako nandoon? Malamang sinama niya ako. Ganon niya ako mamimiss eh. Ganon ako kaloveable. hahaha. Tapos ayun, pagkatapos ng meeting… fast forward… Pumunta ako sa 7-eleven para bumili ng maiinom. Nakapila na ako sa counter. May isang lalaki sa unahan ko. Maliit lang sya. Mas maliit pa sa akin. 5'4 lang ako. OO maliit na ako.

Tapos may weird sa face niya eh. Yung baba niya. Yung baba niya parang feeling ko talaga pubic hair yun na naganyong baba. Grabe kasi sa haba at kulot. Pwede ng itirintas pwede na rin ishave minsan.

Noong siya na ang magbabayad bigla siyang naghanap ng...

premier condom na walang flavor. Nagulat ang mundo ko.

Yun lang naman. hahaha. Nagulat lang kasi ako. Alam mo yung tanghaling tapat? 12:00 yun. Tapos may makikitang kang bumibili ng condom parang SABIK KA PO? Pwede naman yang mamayang gabi.

OO, alam kong walang batas na nagbabawal bumili ng condom sa umaga. Pero naman sana gumawa ng milagro sa gabi. Para masaya.

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