ultimate emo monday


i’m emo

i’ve never experienced this before — naiiyak ng walang dahilan.

katatapos lang ng presentation namin sa GE203. we got lauded for what we presented. pero di ako nag-report. “ipinasa” ko na lang sa iba yung sasabihin ko. bakit? it was about 2 things, probably not even longer than 5 sentences. pero ngayon naiisip ko na dapat akong ma-guilty. may evaluation kasi ng members at group. naisip kaya nila na wala akong ginawa at all? na ang hindi ko pag-tayo sa harap during the presentation was abandonment? na nang-iiwan ako sa ere?

ang point ko lang naman kasi eh kung 5 sentences lang ang sasabihin ko, that would just show na parang dahil-wala-kang-ginawa-heto-na-lang-sabihin-mo ang pagtayo ko dun sa harap. whereas kung tuloy-tuloy lang ang pagsasalita nila, hindi na madidistract ang class. ewan ko if they share my view and understood my point. i think they were more on the sama-sama-tayo-dito-sa-kahihiyan type of thinking. haaay…

trip ko lang din i-share ang video na ginawa ko…

since 8am nga pala ang call-time sa presentation, being the good boy that i am (sic), kahit natulog ako ng 12mn after ng birthday party ng pamangkin ko kagabi, nagising pa din ako ng 430am para maaga lumuwas. kaya heto ako ngayon, puyat at bangag ever. pero, yun nga, malala ngayon. sino’ng matinong tao ang umiiyak kaka-emote dahil WALA LANG, naiiyak lang? makikita ang langit na maulap, naiiyak. maalala si A, naiiyak. naiisip ang trabaho, naiiyak. naiisip ang school work, naiinis. naiisip ang kama, hep! nagdidikit ang mga mata.

di pa nga pala ako nagla-lunch. wala pa akong pera. binigyan ako ni A pero hiya din naman ako sa kanya dahil siya nagpuyat at nagpakahirap para kitain ang perang ito. kaso ako lang gagastos? unfair. sinagot pa niya pamasahe ko kanina dahil nga wit na akong anju. kapag sinuswerte ka nga naman talaga…

car logos 002

boredom in the office hits a median during fridays. it’s a mix of getting things done for the weekend and realizing you’ve actually done nothing this whole week and cramming everything you can do before everything piles up. at syempre, dahil nagmamaganda ako, itutuloy ko na yung seryeng sinimulan ko…

Alfa Romeo

old alfaThere is only one thing consistently said about its logo: it’s from Milan. legends surround the logo. however, i’m sticking to the more ‘symbolic’ and not much into the story really. A.L.F.A. comes from the Italian Anomina Lombarda Fabrica Automobili (Lombarda car making company) and the original badge has ALFA written over the top of the badge and Milano underneath separated by Savoy dynasty knots. The logo is split in half and contains the emblems of Alfa’s hometown Milan and the one of the great Milanese ‘Visconti’ family.

On the left is the red cross on a white background, which refers back to the days of the First Crusade, when many Milanese soldiers were amongst the Lombards who followed Giovanni of Rho to the Holy Land. The red cross was their symbol, whilst the white background symbolised the white shirts they were forced to wear under their armour to protect them from the fierce Palestinian sun.

In 1920, five years after the take over by Nicola Romeo in December 1915 the badge changed to readalfa Alfa Romeo above with Milano across the bottom. When the famous P2 Grand Prix cars won the first ever World Championship in 1925, the badge was encircled with thick silver laurel leaves in embossed metalwork. Over the years, these leaves lost their prominence and became less luxuriant, and when the monarchy was abolished and Italy became a republic, the Savoy dynasty knot was replaced by two wavy lines. It was not until 1972 that Milano was dropped with the opening of the factory in Pomigliano d’Arco.


bmwBayerische Motoren Werke (Bavarian Motor Company) AG is the full name of the BM. Its logo represents its beginnings. The company was established in 1913 and based in Munich, Germany. It started out as an aero engine manufacturer, hence the company logo. The logo comprised of four quadrants of alternating white and blue color. It is a stylized representation of an airplane propeller spinning against the clear blue sky. It reflects the origins of BMW as a maker of military aircraft engines during WWI. Also, white and blue are the traditional colors of Bavaria.


audi newThis one has a particularly beautiful history. The Audi badge the ‘Four Rings’ is the emblem of one of the oldest car manufacturers in Germany. It symbolises the 1932 merger of the four independent motor-vehicle manufacturers: Audi, DKW, Horch and Wanderer. Together with the NSU brand, which joined in 1969, these companies are the roots of the present-day AUDI AG. This badge was used, however, only on Auto Union racing cars in that period while the member companies used their own names and emblems. The technological development became more and more concentrated and some Audi models were propelled by Horch or Wanderer built engines.

auto unionAfter the war the Audi name – which is Latin for “Hear!” – disappeared, but was revived in 1965, using the four rings as a logo. Also, the name is sort of a pun on ‘hoerch’, German for ‘hear’, name of one of the founders. The company itself is more than a century old.

The four rings in the logo have nothing to do with the Olympic rings.


salad/pasta addiction

kasalanan ni donna, my dear dear officemate, kung bakit ako nahuhumaling ngayon sa salad ng Jumbo Jim’s. at, as usual, wala na naman akong pics to show. life is so unfair…

the reason for the slash sa aking post ay dahil na rin sa sarili kong understanding sa word na “salad”. ayoko rin sana ma-confuse yung mga makakabasa pero ako din naman eh confused. sorry na lang, damay kayo dito. 😛 hehehe…

kapag sinabing “salad” the usual thing that comes to mind is something green, e.g. Caesar salad. sa ibang cultures naman, as far as i know, pwedeng maging “salad” ang meat with mayonaise (or generally anything with mayo and spices). that’s why may tuna salad, chicken salad, etc. pero kapag nilagay mo na ito sa pasta, hindi na siya tinatawag na salad. it’s pasta. or is it? *isip ng malalim* sumasabay ba siya na ang tuna salad, nilagay sa tinapay, tuna sandwich na. chicken salad, nilagay sa tinapay, chicken sandwich na. potato salad, nilagay sa tinapay, potato sandwich na?!

tuna saladnevertheless, whatever you may call it, ito ngayon ang kinahuhumalingan ko for lunch — salads/pasta from Jumbo Jim’s sa AdMU cafeteria. Simple lang siya in big servings. for Php 70.00, you can eat it as 2 meals or 1 meal and 1 merienda, depending on your appetite. There’s no hint of salt, except maybe dun sa pinagpakuluan ng meat or dun sa tuna mismo na yun, so i reckon it’s healthy (or at least healthier than the one with a spoonful of salt added). So far, dalawa pa lang natitikman ko sa mga ginagawa ni Jim (i suppose yun yung pangalan nung may-ari), chicken and tuna pasta. The chicken pasta was too bland for my taste at mukhang sumobra yung sibuyas. however, the tuna salad was wonderful. good balance siya para sa akin.

mag-e-experiment na siguro ako ng ganito sa bahay soon. malapit na ang pasko. mukhang may ihahanda na ako sa noche buena. walang kokontra. 🙂

“the mom, the mom, the mom”

youtube-ing the whole afternoon yesterday, may nakita akong interesanteng mga vid clip. and this one, i would like to particularly dedicate to miss toni and iska — mom-bloggers that i know of who have, in one way or another, influenced my POVs and online lifestyle. i always thought before na blogging was just something para ilabas ang angst mo sa buhay. it’s for people who want attention by “sharing” their being, their minds, their emotions. and then pag may nagbasa eh napakalaking “massage” sa ego yun.

but i was wrong. for some, ganun siguro. i still encounter a$$hole$ who don’t care much except ruin other people’s lives and spam on blogs pero sa mga nakikilala ko na, it’s a tool for genuinely sharing your knowledge. it’s giving yourself and opening yourself to the world for everyone to see… parang dasal ‘to eh. pag may nagbasa at naka-appreciate, magpasalamat. pag wala, edi wala. dasal tayo ulit. parang tansan na lang na “better luck next time” ang naka-tatak sa ilalim.

hmmm… mukhang nalayo na ako sa “dikdik-keysyun” kong post. anyway, as i was saying, this goes to the two mom-bloggers i know and i hope na-appreciate nila. 🙂

“Get up now, Get up now, Get up out of bed
Wash your face, Brush your teeth, Comb your sleepy head
Here’s your clothes and your shoes, hear the words I said:
Get up now, get up and make your bed
Are you hot, are you cold, are you wearing that?
Where’s your books and your lunch and your homework at?
Grab your coat and your gloves, and your scarf and hat
Don’t forget, you gotta feed the cat
Eat your breakfast the experts tell us it’s the most important meal of all
Take your vitamins so you will grow up one day to be big and tall
Please remember the orthodontist will be seeing you at three today
Don’t forget your piano lesson is this afternoon so you must play
Don’t shovel, chew slowly, but hurry the bus is here
Be careful, come back here, did you wash behind your ear?
Play outside, don’t be rough, will you just be fair?
Be polite, make a friend, don’t forget to share
Work it out, wait your turn, never take a dare,
Get along, don’t make me come down there!
Clean your room, fold your clothes, put your stuff away,
Make your bed, do it now, do we have all day?
Were you born in a barn, would you like some hay?
Can you even hear a word I say?
Answer the phone, get off the phone
Don’t sit so close, turn it down, no texting at the table!
No more computer time tonight, your iPod’s my iPod if you don’t listen up
Where you going and with whom and what time do you think you’re coming home?
Saying thank you, please, excuse me makes you welcome everywhere you roam.
You’ll appreciate my wisdom someday when you’re older and you’re grown
Can’t wait until you have a couple little children of your own!
You’ll thank me for the counsel I gave you so willingly,
But right now I thank you, not to roll your eyes at me
Close your mouth when you chew, would appreciate
Take a bite, maybe two of the stuff you hate,
Use a fork, do not burp, or I’ll set you straight
Eat the food, I put upon your plate!
Get an A, get the door, don’t get smart with me,
Get a grip, get in here or I’ll count to 3
Get a job, get a life, get a PhD, get a …..Ohhh!
I don’t care who started it – You’re grounded until you’re 36
Get your story straight and tell the truth for once for heaven’s sake
And if all your friends jumped off a cliff, would you jump too??
If I’ve said it once I’ve said at least a thousand times before that
You’re too old to act this way, it must be
Your father’s DNA
Look at me when I am talking
Stand up straighter when you walk
A place for everything
And everything must be in place
Stop crying or I’ll give you something REAL to cry about
Brush your teeth, wash your face, get your pjs on
Get in bed, get a hug, say a prayer with Mom
Don’t forget, I love you
And tomorrow we will do this all again
Because a Mom’s work never ends
You don’t need the reason why
Because, because, because, because
I said so, I said so, I said so, I said so
I’m the Mom, the Mom, the Mom, the Mom
The Mom, TahDah!”

apir tayo!

Apir tayo sumakit ang ulo
Sumakit ang bewang ko
Sex bomb sex bomb sex bomb

No, hindi kita pinapasayaw. At di rin kita buddy para makipag-apir sayo! (feeling na naman ako)

naisipan ko lang kasi na ugatin ang pinanggalingan ng salitang “apir” dahil sa post ni kris sa kanyang blog. wika niya:

Q: Do birds have hands? No? I wonder then why they sing “Why do birds suddenly APIR?”


at dahil ako’y mahilig magpalipat-lipat kung saan-saan, nakiki-alam (mo na ‘yan? eeewwww) at nakiki-usyoso, ang “apir” pala ay nagsimula noong dekada 70 bilang alternatibo sa nausong “gimme five”.

gimme fiveusually, ang “gimme five” ay ginagawa ng naka-harap ang palad sa taas o langit. at kapag may nakakasalubong kang isang tao, at nakiki-“gimme five” ka, medyo mahirap asintahin ito. ang alternatibo nila ay ang “high five” — itataas ang kamay para ma-asinta ng kasalubong mo ang palad mo. pero sa pilipinas, hindi agad tinanggap ng mga tao ang “high five” dahil sa connotation nito sa pag-gamit ng bawal na gamot. ang resulta: “apir” or the bastardized “up here”.

high five