Call for Photo Contributors for Keyk EP Album Cover

Ye! KEYK needs your photos for their teaser album cover!

KEYK is an indie-electro-pop-rock band from Tagum. Think Pedicab and Sandwich at their infant stage and you'll dig their groovy beat.

Young enough ha! But KEYK is Redhorse Musiklaban 07 Mindanao Finalist and Musika del Sur Music Award Best Rock Band nominee.

So, tara na! SHARE YOUR PHOTO ROYALTIES. Be it digital, analog and lomograph, as long as it captures party, excessive happiness and the likes. Let Mindanao (and the rest of the islands) know you got SKILLS and you support local music. and ye! KEYK album is an attempt to be environment friendly.

Aw!!

for submission and inquiries, email me: pykmps@gmail.com or just comment here

Twisted Youngblood

for bloggers, writers and bitches!: this is a must!

Relearning Patience

The world is crueler, but i know man is naturally good! So, I am relearning patience.

Patience for chronic complainers. I do not know what made them, but certainly it is their survival kit;
Patience for peace. It is never an absence of conflict, just a mere absence of solutions and will;
Patience for good change. This is hard, but I am trying;

Ye. Patience still is a value and I am relearning it

Mangaliwa Muna Ako

Thanks to Mama! She let me have my left-handedness. Now, im in the same league of the great lefties—Einstein, Isaac Newton, Alexander the Great, Napoleon Bonaparte, Jack the Ripper, Leonardo Da Vinci, Michelangelo, Pablo Picasso, Beethoven, Jimi Hendrix, and Manny Pacquiao.

Just because Jesus sat at the "right" hand of God, lefties, like me, are branded "freaks, evil, weirdos, deviants, non-conformists". Rebels are in fact called ang kaliwa or the Left. Even cheating your girlfriend/boyfriend is called pangangaliwa.

Ouch for us left-handed! But time has changed and you see more of us now. More parents are accepting us normal now, but some still force their children to write right.

So, mangaliwa muna tayo! Right is not always right, the left could also be right—just look at the great men.

I'm Glad I've Met!

"Puti na ako!"

everyone seem to be saying that. while Americans go gaga on skin-tanning, we, Filipinos, go loka on whitening (Dove campaign must have not effected much).

more Filipinos spend more on cosmetics nowadays. in fact, family expenditure on "personal care and effect" soared from 3.6 last 2000 to 3.9 on 2003. from 1988-97, it just averaged at 3.3. MET Tathione even ran out of stocks. TAKE THAT!

there are even more cosmetic stores like Watson in the city. well, i don't know the sales of umbrellas and sunscreen, but certainly there are more metrosexuals now.

only 3 basics plunged among top 10 expenses, of which... personal care and effect ranked #6. one is housing and rent. dwelling units just became cheaper. thanks to weaker dollar currency and U.S. housing bubble.

two and three are...TADAHHH!......food (43.6 to 43.1) and education (4.2 to 4.0).

trimming food and education is somehow understandable because they are more expensive, but trading them for more least-needed stuff is incomprehensible! well, I could, in some way, maybe...if only you are Tessa Prieto-Valdes.

hahay....conspicuous vanity!


I'm glad i have never MET!

Bad Vibes Ka!

yes! i am a worrier and i know ALL PEOPLE, including myself, hate worriers.

worriers are pessimists. they think of nothing positive. bad vibes kaayo! the obsessive compulsives, the hypochondriacs, critics and political oppositions are the popular. aarrgghh we just hate them so much--i hate myself so much (as they say, people hate their own kind).

well... i am not their own kind. i am not worrier, i am a planner...a development planner. planners are the "big-picture" guys. they think ALL possible consequences , starting from the "bad ones". they are the "generalists". they embrace everything to be wholistic and comprehensive. nothing gets left out, as possible. even the tiniest detail is "overly" studied. planners are mini-Gods, not demi-gods who know everything! they just see things in a bird's eye view.

planners are not worrier, just "problem solvers". they are not pessimists. in fact, they first think of the good ones. they are not "overcritical", just learners who dont want to commit the same old mistakes again.

yes! i am a "worrier". a good worrier! and i hate my own kind, the "lost command" of our kind. i am no evil, just a devil's advocate.

so, if you hate me, bad vibes ka! bwahahaha

Suddenly, Its Complicated

Batanes o Jagna; team A o team B; macbook o deep blue laptop; Singapore o Vietnam; house o travel; leave o stay; him or her or other him!


choices just became harder to make nowadays. suddenly, we have everything (as in E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G) available.

thanks to the modern world. we have more choices now!

overwhelmed. we are however often stuck in the wrong choices or... none at all. shet, si Boy 3 na lang sana! shet, di na lang sana ako bumili ng computer. shet! nag-Singapore na lang sana ako. shet! di na lang sana ako nagcheck ng email ko, wala na akong natapos na work.

shet! where is the "ease" of life in these wrong choices? is this the appealing promise of free market, internet and democracy? should they supposedly be spousing better life? should they supposedly be advancing the central sense of man—choice?

i do not know but we always (not often or sometimes) walk towards or stay in a simpler life... and surprisingly, it never fails to make us happy.

so just have a handful of choices. it will never confuse you.

41..42..

Counting will never stop in 42.

Jumper

If she could leave, then I could. This was David (Christian Haydensen the Jumper) talking when he first discovered he could teleport.

Pride! This is Jaybee, an old friend, when I shared my pains and plan B with her.

Hongkong – this is us, on a quick weekend escape. no baggage and travel plan; just a cold wordless walk in the city. We are not even holding and elbow-close. I’m just on few steps away, enough to feel your restlessness.

Then we lean on a harbor fence. on few arms length, we remain still to savor the night flashes and the perplexity of independence.

Ok. the chilly sea breeze compels us to stay closer, but it is the wanting to hold each other even if the breeze is dry.

By Monday, we are commuter couples again—separate and working.

Surprise me. This is Mellie at the end of the Jumper movie. She was cold and waiting for David to take her to somewhere warmer. So, he did!

Unreasonable Love

You can never love for the wrong reason because love has no reason.

Frienster Status: SINGLE

It is really agonizing to be single.

Ok! You are absolutely disagreeing now. Congratulation! You just survived the pain, but you probably never figured out why.

“I do not look good” was/could be your quick answer. Ye! We all are self-loathers, but undeniably you still wonder(ed) being single even if you look f**king good. You are clueless then started blaming the rise of more gay men—Hoorah! It is! Partially, though.

Even if there are 10% gay and 5% lesbian, there is still fair sex ratio because our region (Southern Mindanao, if you forgot) allots 1.02 guy every female within the “active flirt range” (age 15-39), there is 0.97

The cold truth is…the fair sex ratio is not at all fair.

Yes! ONLY ONE GUY FOR YOU TO CHOOSE. One is not even a choice.

Though you can potentially take one (assigned) guy from any fellow female, you would unlikely do it because it is theft. J You can, at most, agree for a switch, but that would be another story.

The colder truth is…death rate is higher among men because most men are involved in reckless driving, violent conflicts and risky works. In fact, accidents of all forms are top 2 causes of morbidity in the region. This “testosterone incident” clearly implies itself in Cotabato City, one of the country’s most unsafe cities. Females dominate the city, according to NSO. This cold truth then leaves you, girls, lesser men to choose (steal or switch for).

The coldest truth is…there are lesser literate men, which, of course, is one of your grand qualifications. This further explains why there are “mismatched or milk-and-coffee couples”.

The subtraction would go on, as more women became more educated and set higher qualifications.

Time has truly inverted the tide. There are lesser eligible male for you, girls.

O well, if you have indeed moved on from the pain of being single (and the economics of it), attribute your civil status to the 2 straight leap years, where it is funnily believed women will have to court men.