Hey losers who seem to still be interested in this super wholesome, super religious and good for the soul blog!
I’m no longer updating or posting here because I like the new blogspot site.
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Huzzah!!
Here goes:
Nnnngggggyyyaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh!!!!!!!
Ahhh.
That feels much better.
Got problems? Need someone who’ll listen to you? Heck, I’m available and soooo bored with my life.
So you supply the beer, I’ll supply the ear (or ears)
This movie, while it does not suck, does not rule either. I’ve never been a Fantastic 4 fan and I even skipped the first movie when it was first shown ( I saw it later on Star Movies- ok lang sya). However, since I haven’t clawed my way back up to my usual misanthropic but jolly self, I figured that a night at the movies with my horrid friends would help.
We watched it at Gateway Mall and I ended up sitting next to a little kid one row in front of my friends-the cinema was full-but somehow, I didn’t mind. This was just a little boy and I think children should be allowed a little leeway when it comes to movies like Fantastic 4, or Spiderman, etc. In fact, I’m planning on bringing my little cousin to watch Transformers when it opens and I know that I’ll be explaining a lot of things to the little cretin then.
Okay, now for the review:
In Fantastic 4: Rise of the Silver Surfer, the Devourer of Worlds Galactus sends his herald the Silver Surfer to seek out planets for him to eat. Meanwhile, Reed Richards and Sue Storm…AHHH WHO GIVES A SH*T?!!!
The story was bland, the action was bland, and the only thing that kept me from getting bored was Jessica Alba in that tight, tight costume that made me want to get up and…never mind. (wipes saliva from edge of mouth)
The Good: Jessica Alba
The Bad: Nothing, really.
The Nothing Much to Write About: Everything else about the movie.
Watch this movie if you have absolutely nothing else to do, and nowhere else to go. Otherwise, you can wait for this one when it comes on in Star Movies or HBO.
I’ve been feeling a bit off lately, with my recent termination from my editing job and a sudden feeling that I’ve wasted a year doing nothing. I sometimes just find myself sitting at home bored with everything and just plain tired of being me. (hard as that may be to believe) However, thanks to Ruffa Bektas and Gretchen ST-queen Barretto, I feel somewhat better, because somewhere, somehow, some rich, dumbass celebrity is having a worse time than I am. Yay! Here’s to you Ruffa and Gretchen (and Kris Aquino, Sam faggot Milby, Lindsay Lohan, Britney, etc.)!!
May your tribe not increase.
I came upon a friend’s bulletin post in friendster marked "50 First Reactions." Being the paradoxically brilliant idiot that I am, I clicked on it and found out that it was one of those questionnaire type things that are sometimes fun and always (and forever) gay and juvenile. This time, you’re supposed to give your reaction to a word without thinking about it. Ang labo naman nun. Just typing your answer makes you think about it. (Maybe you’re not allowed to change your initial answer? It does say "50 first reactions.") Anyway, since I’m such a wonderfully miserable guy who’s on the verge of going over the edge, I decided to answer it and share with you my answers (that totally rule!)
The Bilog Blog presents…
50 FIRST REACTIONS
1. Beer: See number 34.
2. Food: pizza
3. Relationships: i have no idea what this is!
4. Your CRUSH: Potah! May boyfriend na! Huhuhuh!!! Waaaah!! <hikbi>
5. Power Rangers: The best show in the world! Deserves an Emmy!
6. Life: Sucks!
7. Novel: (shrugs shoulders. NR ako)
8. Songs: Makes me remember my failed dream to be a lounge singer.
9. The President: EVIL!!!! EVIL!!!
10. Yummy: <insert current pinaka-sikat na sexy star>
11. Car: Another crummy hole where my money goes.
12. Movie: pr0n! (yay! I inserted the word pron into this post!)
13. Halloween: Something conyos celebrate in their posh villages. The rest of us go visit our beloved dead.
14. Sex: Something I might have pay for… huhuhuhu!
15. Religion: Losing it.
16. Myspace: American na friendster. Kasing baduy din.
17. Fear: The mind killer
18. Marriage: What I probably won’t be getting into. (or something I might have to pay for..huhuhuhu!!!)
19. Blondes: bagay sa pr0n!
20. Slippers: What I wear when I go to the palengke.
21. Shoes: I don’t wear them anymore. Sa palengke na lang ako pumupunta eh.
22. Asians: Slaughtered in the movie "300"
23. Pasttime: Watching pr0n and reading the bible.
24. One night stands: something I’d like to get into.
25. Cell Phone: Can’t afford a new one.
26. iPod: Stupidly expensive.
27. Smoke: <cough, cough>
28. Wish: What I seem to be always saying. For example, I wish my penis wasn’t 12 inches.
29. College: ah! best years of my life!
30. Highschool Life: worst years of my life.
31. Pajamas: If a man wears this to bed, he’s totally gay.
32. Stars: bright.
33. Fitness: Something I might never have.
34. Alcohol: something to make me forget my bleak, lonely existence. Answer to #1 question.
35. The word LOVE: ewan
36. Friends: emotional crutches for my bleak, lonely existence.
37. Money: Probably the only thing that can get me sex.
38. Heartache: A few years ago, in college… I vowed, "NEVER AGAIN, BITCH!"
39. Time: The only remedy for #38. Never again, bitch!!!
40. Divorce: something that should exist in our country.
41. Dogs: Something I would like to try. Masarap daw.
42. Undies: Should be banned!!! Banned I tell you!!! Clothes too!!!
43. Parents: Currently disowning me.
44. Babies: Little brats…
45. Stripper: I once put money inside a stripper’s bikini. Kaya lang coins. Pinalabas tuloy kami ng bouncer.
46. Blogs: Outlet ng mga insecure na tao na walang pag-asa na maging writer ng sikat na dyaryo o kahit tabloid man lang.
47. News: Makes me even more depressed. We Filipinos suck.
48. Weddings: Boring! I like the reception part though. And the garter thingy should be pushed up to the neck of the girl.
49. Pizza: Food!
50. Kleenex: Uh, what’s Kleenex? (wipes snot and phlegm on shirt sleeve)
It’s been a long while since I made an entry to this most
excellent of blogs. The reason for this is that there wasn’t anything
to write about anyway. For the past few months since the Hong Kong
trip, all I did was get up in the morning, either go to the clinic if I
had a clinic day (Thanks Petite and Rose!) or screw around at home,
then work in the evenings as the world’s greatest editor of medical
transcription crap. Add a few minutes of pr0n (Minutes? Yeah right!)
and a few hours of TV and the picture of my life is complete.
Wanna read more? click here!!! Sige na, please!!! huhuhuh!
Synopsis: Adapted from an excellent graphic novel by Frank Miller. King Leonidas of Sparta leads 300 of his best soldiers in an attempt to block the Persian invasion of Greece. They all died. The end.
Good: excellent battle scenes, cool lead character (Leonidas) and super-villain (Xerxes), lots of macho men for your lady and gay friends to see, and an epic, sad story of bravery in the face of certain annihilation.
Bad: gory, super-bloody battle scenes, over-the-top characters (Leonidas and Xerxes), historical inaccuracies, lots of naked, macho men, and a sad sad story of bravery in the face of certain annihilation.
This is a movie for guys. I entered the cinema clean-shaven and exited it with a beard from all the testosterone. This is a movie from a graphic novel, a comic book, so anybody expecting historical accuracy or attention to detail should look elsewhere. War history buff that I am, I was able to see some things excluded from the movie but I happily put aside my misgivings and just enjoyed it. The visual style of the movie is adapted from the comic and while not eye candy is striking. However, this somehow decreases the impact of the violence on me, because somehow I knew the dying and killing was fake. This is unlike the way the violence in Saving Private Ryan or Blackhawk Down affected me, a punch in the stomach and a sensation of fascinated horror and revulsion. To illustrate, this is my reaction to the action in the two movies:
Saving Private Ryan (or Blackhawk Down) - oh my God, that’s horrible! But I can’t stop watching
300 - Wow! Cool!! Ok Caucasian guys, keep killing them damn Asians! Waitaminit….
Watch the movie for a great dose of action (the men), naked guys (for the ladies) and a lesson on bravery, honor and putting oneself between home and war’s devastation.
It’s been almost two weeks since I arrived home from the Kong and a few
people were asking me why I haven’t put anything into the bilog blog
about it. Frankly, it’s because I was too lazy and too busy having fun
and exploring the place to blog about it and after I came home, it hurt
to think of the place too much so I busied myself with other pursuits.
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the Bilog Blog: post Hong Kong blues
New blog entry at jptanrules.blogspot.com
I really hate it when people talk about "following their passion."
There was this article I read many weeks ago in the uber-conyotic
section of the Inquirer (Saturday SUPER!) about this conyo dude who
said that he shifted from architecture to film because he wanted to
follow his passion. My reaction to what he said was a laugh and the
thought, "Ulol. Sino niloloko mo?! Nahirapan ka lang sa archi.
Hahahahaha!!! F*cking conyo."
Using the term "passion" when
describing your hobby, job, vocation, or sexual perversion is such a
pompous thing to do. Dude, we get it, okay?! We can see from the way
you rub your crotch against street signs that you love doing it. But
please stop talking about it.
This rant was brought about by the
situation of somebody I know. She had just passed the UPCAT but didn’t
get into the BS Nursing program. Instead, she was accepted to the
College of Pharmacy and to the College of Engineering. Now, she’s under
a lot of pressure from her parents to just stay in their province and
enroll in a local college as a nursing major. Kawawa naman. She wants
to study in UP. Too bad her family’s not rich enough for her to follow
her passion.
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