Archive | March, 2011

Azkals 3:0 Bengal Tigers

26 Mar

In a do-or-die match, the Philippine Azkals destroyed Bangladesh Bengal Tigers with a 3-goal advantage and leaving Bangladesh scoreless. Ian Araneta scored during the 42nd minute while Angel Aldeguer Guirado scored twice after.

Azkals celebrating in Myanmar (inquirer.net)

Congratulations to the entire Azkals Team!

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Life In A Metro

20 Mar

(I  started writing this post before writing My Bollywood Fascination article I posted here 2 months ago, but it’s only now that I’ve finished it. So here it is…)

Six different stories, about nine people, each with different issues and problems, all occurring within one place: the METRO.

Life In A Metro

I’ve watched this movie back in 2009 I think after it was recommended to me by M. He said so I can understand and know more about India and their culture.

Although the film has this Bollywood trademark of singing (no dancing in this one as much as I can remember) at the start or in between major events or scenes, making it look like a bit of a music video, it is not entirely your typical Bollywood flick.

The story line is interesting. Set in the urbanized Mumbai, it follows a story of 9 people facing different life struggles. The lives of the main characters intertwined with one another without some of them being aware of or even care about. And this reminds me of the local movie, Jologs, but that is completely of different genre. Maybe more of a Love Actually type.

*Spoilers*

The story revolves around call center agent who would do everything to survive a life in the city and protect the woman he secretly loves. The woman, who’s been searching for love in all wrong places, happens to be his boss’ mistress. Then there’s this young married couple having marital and infidelity issues. (Maybe as a result of being wed through fixed marriages perhaps? Just my assumption). And a woman who struggles in finding her better half and happens to be in love with the famous radio jock who turns out to be a closet queen, then falling for a person she never dreamed of spending her life with. Then there’s this old couple rekindling an interrupted love affair for choosing to live separate lives in the past. There’s the theater actor too who struggles both in finding love and a decent job. And of course, this man, my favorite character in the movie, this uber funny guy Monty, played by this brilliant actor, Irrfan Khan. Monty, like many Indians is a member of online-dating or meet-your-future-spouse site, which I think is sort of normal for them in India. This isn’t my first time to watch a flick with him on it. I guess this is the 3rd or even the 4th time and he always deliver his role convincingly.

The movie also showcases the recent economic situation in India – the emerging call center industry, the improved lifestyle of some being a positive benefit of globalization, and people leaving for the Middle East for lacking enough job opportunities to their growing population. It also showed the corrupted lifestyle of most people in the call center industry (sadly, it also happens in the  BPO industry in the Philippines. )

I even remember having an argument with M that time. He asked me several times if I already seen the movie. In one of his check points, I was already half way in finishing it and I told him how I hated one of the characters in it for not treating the woman right. He said that’s reality there. It angered me more with him confirming that it’s actually happening there. I complained how backwards it is there by treating women as second class citizens and how fixed marriages could be the culprit of infidelity and how they are too concern about what society would think of them. Then he said, if you don’t want to finish the movie, then don’t.

But I’m glad I did.

It angered me, made me cry, hurt my stomach for laughing too hard and made me realized a lot of things. The movie is beautiful as it is. It is a story of love and the characters’ struggles in finding it in the chaotic and diverse city of Mumbai.

Life in a Metro is now on my list of favorite flicks.

Choosing A Major

17 Mar

This isn’t my original piece. I’ve just read it somewhere long time ago, but it still make me laugh, especially the majoring in English part. hahaha….

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Here is a very important piece of advice: Be sure to choose a major that does not involve Known Facts and Right Answers.

This means you must *not* major in mathematics, physics, biology, or chemistry, because these subjects involve actual facts.  If, for example, you major in mathematics, you’re going to wander into class one day and the professor will say: “Define the cosine integer of the quadrant of a rhomboid binary axis, and extrapolate your result to five significant vertices.” If you don’t come up with *exactly* the answer the professor has in mind, you fail.  The same is true of chemistry: if you write in your exam book that carbon and hydrogen combine to form oak, your professor will flunk you.  He wants you to come up with the same answer he and all the other chemists have agreed on.  Scientists are extremely snotty about this.

So you should major in subjects like English, philosophy, psychology, and sociology — subjects in which nobody really understands what anybody else is talking about, and which involve virtually no actual facts.  I attended classes in all these subjects, so I’ll give you a quick overview of each:

ENGLISH: This involves writing papers about long books you have read little snippets of just before class.  Here is a tip on how to get good grades on your English papers: Never say anything about a book that anybody with any common sense would say.  For example, suppose you are studying Moby-Dick.  Anybody with any common sense would say that Moby-Dick is a big white whale, since the characters in the book refer to it as a big white whale roughly eleven thousand times.  So in *your* paper, *you* say Moby-Dick is actually the  Republic of Ireland.  Your professor, who is sick to death of reading papers and never liked Moby-Dick anyway, will think you are enormously creative.  If you can regularly come up with lunatic interpretations of simple stories, you should major in English.

PHILOSOPHY: Basically, this involves sitting in a room and deciding there is no such thing as reality and then going to lunch. You should major in philosophy if you plan to take a lot of drugs.

PSYCHOLOGY: This involves talking about rats and dreams. Psychologists are *obsessed* with rats and dreams.  I once spent an entire semester training a rat to punch little buttons in a certain sequence, then training my roommate
to do the same thing.  The rat learned much faster.  My roommate is now a doctor.  If you like rats or dreams, and above all if you dream about rats, you should major in psychology.

SOCIOLOGY: For sheer lack of intelligibility, sociology is far and  away the number one subject.  I sat through hundreds of hours of sociology courses, and read gobs of sociology writing, and I never once heard or read a coherent
statement.  This is because sociologists want to be considered scientists, so they spend most of their time translating simple, obvious observations into scientific-sounding code.  If you plan to major in sociology, you’ll have to
learn to do the same thing.  For example, suppose you have observed that children cry when they fall down.  You should write: “Methodological observation of the sociometrical behavior tendencies of prematurated isolates
indicates that a casual relationship exists between groundward tropism and lachrimatory, or ‘crying,’ behavior forms.” If you can keep this up for fifty or sixty pages, you will get a large government grant.

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Source:  Dave Barry by way of the Net

I am pregnant

16 Mar

I am pregnant.

Okay, I’m not.  Aside from the fact that I am not married yet, I don’t even have a bf.  So it’s quite impossible for that to happen. I’m not even seeing anyone.

Oh well, I just wonder how it would feel to say those words and how my family and friends would react to it. But of course, that depends on which scenario I am in. So far I could think of only two major scenarios (with sub scenarios).

Scenario 1: THE IDEAL

I get married to the most beautiful man in the world and the only one for me.  Close family and friends on our wedding day, honeymoon in a lovely beach in Asia or some romantic city in Europe, then after a few weeks, tada! Honeymoon baby in my tummy! LOL.  Then I announce it to my husband first of course, and he cries the tears of joy (or maybe cries for the impending cost of child birth and child-rearing. lol). Then to my dad and mom. I’m sure they will be so happy especially dad who’s been asking me a lot of times to get married because he wants to see his grandchildren. And to my close friends too who will sure celebrate with me and even organize a baby shower. They will treat me extra special to make sure the baby-on-the way is being taken care of in the best possible way. In short, everyone’s excited and happy.

So ideal right?

Here’s comes…

Scenario 2: THE HEART-WRENCHING

There are actually sub scenarios:

A – I have a bf and I get pregnant.

B – I don’t have a bf and I get pregnant.

A – I won’t get into details how things happen but it already have.  I just stare into that two pink lines in my pregnancy kit. I tell the bf. (Possible scenarios: He’ll stay and stick with me and help me face my parents and the world. Or get scared and ran away and be the certified a-hole.) Then depending on the bf’s reaction, I go to my parents, nervous and teary-eyed perhaps and humbled. I know if this happens, I won’t be treated like a teenager – ‘You’re not going to see that guy again!’ or whatever it is… I am old enough to face the consequences of my action but still, I know it’s heart-wrenching for any parents.  Then I tell it to my sisters and knowing them, it’s either they obviously show their support through words and actions or just act as if things are ‘normal’ and still show support in the way they know. I then tell it to my best friends and some closest friends. Best friends might cry or get angry or nag. They have the right, I can’t argue with them. Other friends would sure just accept and support, after all it’s already there and they can’t do anything. To make it short, they all support me but they are somehow heart-broken in the inside. All of them and so am I.

B – Okay, this one has a lil twist. How it happen is not important anymore. But in this case, I’ll be all alone except for the time ‘it’ happen. Come on, how can I get pregnant alone? Immaculate conception? LOL. Of course, there’s a dad but he’s not a bf. So I have to do it alone – tell the parents the shocking news that can be compared to the atomic bomb that destroyed a city in Japan eons ago. Ouch. At least in scenario A, there is a 50-50 chance of having the support of the  the bf, but here… Nada! Telling the parents would be the toughest I think. Mom and Dad would feel bad, that’s for sure, but the thought that I’d still be ‘alone’ or a single a parent will sure worry them.  Best friends would react the same way in scenario A and so are the other friends. The ending is the same too. We all feel bad. Btw, telling it to the guy is my choice but maybe I will. Most likely.

Oh yeah, I didn’t mention the religious affiliation of my family because I think, generally parents and friends would react the same way, no matter which religious background they are from. I have a strong Christian background and I know it is against our belief that you do it before marriage. However, I am human and I am weak too and I sin. I’m not perfect but I always want to do the right thing. I bet nobody wants to break the hearts of their loved ones.

I want that when I tell them “I am pregnant”, everyone in the world rejoices with me and so my God up there. 🙂

Philippine Azkals off to play Myanmar next

16 Mar

Although disappointed for losing the away game against Mongolia yesterday with a 2-1 score, Azkals will still move to the next round and play Myanmar, Palestine and Bangladesh next. The home game, where Azkals beat Mongolia with a 2-0 score added with the 1 away goal yesterday gained them an advantage over the Blue Wolves to qualify for the group stage of the AFC Challenge Cup.  The freezing weather is said to be the culprit for the sluggish play of the Azkals since it is very different from the tropical Philippines and other ASEAN Nation. But still, Filipinos are proud of the Azkals.  I am.  🙂

Quick Update

10 Mar

It’s been a while. I don’t get to sit and blog or even write in my journal. A lot of things happened already…

First would be being back to the corporate world, meeting new people at work, not to mention encountering the annoying ones a.k.a corporate bully but that’s another story.

Second would be a month after my birthday, M and I talked again and that’s another story again.

Third would be organizing two events (Singles’ Night and the [Married] Couple’s Night) in our church for two consecutive Sundays.

Actually I cant recall everything now but I have a list of things I’d like to write about… and soon I will write about them.

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