...Batangas Getaway Part 3...

Good Morning Harvest

<8:30AM or so>
Volt: Imon, yung Dissidia, kunin mo na.
Imon: O nga pala no. Pakilipat na lang.
Xtian: Ay, rambutan pa pala, baka makalimutan.
Rey: Taire, peram susi, patong kami para mamitas.
Kali: Isa-isa nang maligo para alis na.. Una ka na, Kai.
Volt: Ui, merong Burger Shop sa comp ni Imon! <plays>

<Kali goes next after Arianne goes out.>
<Imon goes next>
Xtian: Maliligo pa ba kayo?
Volt: Oo naman.
Rey: Ako na ah.
<Xtian goes after Rey>

<9:50>
*Silence while everyone's lying on the bed*
Xtian: uhm.. Voltz, kain na tayo?
Volt: Ge, teka lang.

<10:00>
*Random stories, then silence*
Kali: San tayo?
Volt: Bulalo!!
Kali: Lomi na lang.
Volt: Tapos na kami mag-lomi eh.. Bulalo na!
Kali: Eh di maligo ka na. Alas-diyes na kaya.

<10:20>
Volt: <finishes level> Tama na nga to.
Everyone: yes! / hay salamat / whoo! / yown!!

Food Trip Brunch

11 rice
2 bulalo
2 pork bbq
2 liempo
1 kare-kare (na napalitan pa nang madapuan ng langaw)
1 inihaw na tilapia
1 kinilaw na isda
1 bopis
1 laing
4 softdrinks

All for the affordable price of 984PhP

Not in Picture:
Amoy ng bulalo.
Lasa ng pagkain.
Pakiramdam ng pagkabusog

 

 

Pseudo-Visita Iglesia

Xtian: Punta tayong simbahan!
Imon: Saang simbahan mo gusto?
Xtian: Basta sa maganda.
Imon: Ilan bang simbahan gusto mong puntahan?
Xtian: Ok lang kahit isa lang, baka lumampas dasal ko eh.

<Post Church byahe>
Xtian: Ayos pala magpamisa no? 50pesos lang.
Rey: Tapos bente lang nilalagay mo kanina, grabe ka.
Volt: So ano, naiisip mo na ngayon, pag pumasa ka this sem magpapa-misa ka na lang at di na magpapainom? Tipid pa no? Pde ka pa sumigaw "pasado ako! Magpapamisa ako sa tatlong simbahan!!" Big time ka nun.=)
Imon: Volt, liko ka dyan papunta dun sa isang simbahan..
Xtian: Ay shet! Sana pala ndi muna ko nagpamisa dun..
Volt: Bakit, mei quota si Lord seio?

Dessert

 

 

Masarap daw ang bibingka sa lugar na alam ng aming host. Gusto ko sana mag-uwi kaso baka ndi na kasing-sarap ng andun. At hindi ko alam kun sino kakain.=P Next time na lang.=)

 

 

 

 

 

Yun na ang kombinasyong malupit, bibingka at salabat.. =)

 

 

 

Heading Back

Bumalik muna sa bahay nila Imon, pero pumunta rin sa ginagawang bahay nila sa bundok. Doon, inalipusta ng mga bata ang isang kaing ng lanzones. Plastic lang ang katapat.=P Pagkatapos nito, nagka-hati hati na ng plastic ng rambutan at lanzones.

Garapal Moment #2

Imon: San daan nyo?
Volt: Coastal na nga lang, nakakatakot dumaan sa SLEX eh.
Rey: San nyo ko pde ibaba?
Kali: Traffic sa EDSA, tansha ko, mas maganda kung sa Commonwealth na tayo dumaan eh.

On Karma

<Driving at Star Toll>
Rey: Ay pota. Kape ni Marella!
Kali: O nga no.. Sabihin na lang natin nakalimutan..
<text message recieved>
Rey: Pare, di natin pde sabihin na nakalimutan, nagtext eh.
Volt: Dadaan naman tayo dun sa mei Mazapan di ba? Ganun na lang rin ibili natin kei Mare..
<@Mazapan Sweets>
Xtian: Ubos na daw eh, pero meron pa daw isang store dun sa taas.
<@2nd Mazapan Sweets>
Xtian: Ate meron pa po kayong tart?
Ate: Ay, wala na po eh.
Volt: Ang tindi ng dasal ni Mare. Ndi nyo kasi binilhan ng kape eh.
Xtian: Kung bilhan kaya  natin xa ng kape, magbabago kapalaran natin sa tart?

Genius Moment #3

Rey: <Turns off car>
Xtian: Tanong ko muna kung meron pa.
<kwentuhan>
Xtian: Wala na daw eh.
Rey: Asan susi?

Genius Moment #4

Xtian: <driving>
Xtian: <namatayan ng makina>
Volt: Nyeta, anu ba yan...
Xtian: Susi?

Pwet Exercise Route:

From Calamba exit, exit at Sta. Rosa to Tagaytay. Head towards Cavite, then back to Manila via Coastal Road. In this trip, you're sure to have buttaches, possible emo feelings, loss of saliva due to kwento, loss of speaker batteries, a need for gas refill, and an uncontrollable urge to get down from your vehicle to shout at asshole bus drivers.

What you won't find: Comfort rooms. Ask Rey.=))

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Sa uulitin.=) Sana sumama ang mga gusto sumama para ndi nari-risk na makalimutan un mga nais ipabili kung ndi nakasama.=P

...Batangas Getaway Part 2...

El Madero Rates:

150/head from morning to 3PM
300/head starting from 3PM
700/Cottage

Rates for Getawayers:

Imon, Rey, Volt, Arianne, Xtian =1400PhP (Entrance + Cottage)

Kali, Bryan = 1 Anfra hitch.

 

 

 

<--- Cottages

 

 

 

 

 

On Peace, Love, Happiness

(Flashback, nang nalampasan si Arianne.)
Xtian: Tangina talagang babae sa tollgate.
Volt: Nagtanong ka pa kasi eh.
Rey: Oo nga.
Xtian: Ikaw din Rey, labo mo, nasa likod ka lang ndi ka naman nagsasalita, alam mo naman kung san un.
Rey: Bakit ba, ikaw yung nasa harap, ikaw dapat yung "navigator".
Xtian: Tangina, labo. Basta. Ambobo nung babaeng yun. Dun din tayo pagpasok ulit ng toll ah?
Volt: Tss, peace, love, happiness, Xtian. Let go of anger, hate, and despair..:)
Xtian: Maglalaro na nga lang ako.

Back @ El Madero

Monkey in the middle ang trip na laro, pigskin ang gamit. Parang naawa ako kei Kali dahil papagurin lang xa sa pasahan namin, so bumato ako ng simple lang. Kaso nag-monster talon si Kali, kaya nataya ako. Dapat talaga ndi na ko nakakaramdam ng awa sa ibang tao, kahit sa tong-its "awa" din ang tumatalo sa kin eh.=P

Nang magkatamaran na dahil madilim, saka lang naisip ng mga genius na mag-picture picture. Pero sa totoo lang, isang picture lang naman talaga ang importante eh: ang classic dive ni Xtian Diaz.

Pansinin ang form habang pa-talon na xa. Ay, nakatalon na pala. Yan ang pormang hindi dapat tularan. Ngunit, kung ang hangarin mo talaga eh makipag-apir ang tyan mo sa tubig, pwes, ito ang pormang para seio.=P

 

 

 

Pansinin ang iba't ibang pag-dive.

 

 

 

 

Umiral nanaman pagka-stuntman ko. Ndi ako nakapag-backflip, wala pa kong naiinom na alcohol eh.=P

^ Sama naman daw si Kali. Bihis na si Xtian

 

 

<-- Paparazzi shot daw.=P Artista eh.=))

 

 

          Xempre dapat One for UST -->

 

 

 

Sounds of El Madero

1. Xtian: Ui, anu un? Hala! Panikiii!
2. Xtian: OY SHET SHET!! Umiinom sila ng tubig!!!!!
3. Xtian: Ganito kasi ang tamang pag-dive, ang hihina nyo eh.

A Tale of Bravery

Rey: <points to Xtian's back> uh, Tian,..
Xtian: *panics* Ui putangina SPIDER!!!!!
*laughter at back*
Volt: Nyeta. Spider lang eh, parang mga gago to.
Xtian: Gago, nakakatakot kaya, kanina ko pa kasandal!!!
Volt: Ang lilikot amp, kala mo kun anung nangyari. <Pulls handbrake, picks up slipper>

Volt: Whoa... Bahala kayo sa buhay nyo jan.

Genius Moment #2

Matapos ang nabigong kalbaryo na paghahanap ng bulaluhang meron pang bulalo, napagdesisyunang mag-goto na lang kami sa dinner, at bukas na ng umaga ang bulalo.

Imon: Sakto na 60pesos isang goto tapos dalawang kanin.
Volt: Nag-goto ka tapos magkakanin ka? Labo.
Imon: Iba nga goto dito. Hiwalay ang mga sahog ng goto at sabaw sa kanin..
<goto arrives>

Volt: Ah, astig, ganito pala goto dito.. Iba nga...
Rey: Oo nga no. Di ba sa Maynila noodles ang goto?

Cafe De Lipa

 

Kali: *Takes picture*
Xtian: *Focuses lens*
Counter: <turns to Xtian> Uh, sir, bawal po magpicture sa bar.

Feeling ko discrimination. Meron nang picture si Kali eh.=))

 

Simleng chillax lang, dessert, at naki-wifi. Meron pang isang monster spider ngunit malabo ang camerang nagamit..

 

 

 

Capping off Day 1

Pilian ng "roomies" at ng room pagdating kela Imon. Dahil nakakita ng TV, naisipan namin ni Rey na markahan na ang teritoryo. Si Imon sa kwarto ng lola nya ata, samantalang si Xtian <na gising sa Barako>, Kali, at Arianne ay nagsama sa isang kwarto.

Pinagbigyan kong manalo si Imon sa Fifa 09 para makatulog xa ng maayos (ULOOOOL 8-1? Pinagbigyan?!?!), samantalang si Rey ay nakahiga na..

Naglaro pa ko nang makaalis si Imon, pero nang tamarin na rin dahil wala naman nakakakita ng mga replay ng mga mahusay na goal, natulog na rin ako..

Ang Rey, ayun, madaling araw, nang maalipungatan ako, naglalaro pa. Baka umepekto ung kape.

...Batangas Getaway Part 1...

Usapan: Out of town trip for the long weekend, overnight from Sunday morning to Monday afteroon. Sunday 9am dapat on the way na to Batangas.

Cast:

Imon - The Host

Voltz - Designated Service Provider

Xtian - Resident Genius

Rey - Conyong Bida/The Navigator with the Aviator

Kali - Pasimpleng Garapal/Photographer Extrordinaire

Arianne - The Surprise

Kuya Bry - Cameo

Day 1: Arrival and Chillax

Byahe

Malinis na ang kotse. Wala mang aircon, lalaban naman ito sa malayuang byahe. Ngunit dahil nag-alok ang tito ko na ayusin ang ilaw nung kotseng mei aircon, napalinis ulit ako ng di oras. Nahihiya na ko sa mga kasabay ko, si Xtian na nasa McDo Q.Ave-EDSA na nang mga 8:45, at si Rey na papunta na raw nun mga panahong nagtetext si Xtian na andun na xa.

Sa kabutihang palad, nagawa naman ang ilaw nung kotse, ngunit walang busina. Ginamit ko na lang ang natutunan ko mula sa barkada ni ate pag walang busina ang kotse: ang "kuku" - sumigaw ng "kuku" sa abot ng iyong makakaya upang marinig ng mga nais mong patabihin sa kalsada. 

9:45 na ata nang makarating ako sa McDo Q.Ave. Si Boss Rey, kararating rin lang. Nasabi ko bang si Rey ang nag-suggest na sa lugar na ito na lang imbes na sa Gateway?  Wala lang. Ikaw na ang bida.

Genius Moment Number 1

Xtian: Si Arianne dadaanan natin sa HULING TOLLGATE. May gate dun, lalabas lang xa sa expressway. 

<towards last tollgate>

Xtian: Voltz, sa right side ka lang, tatabi tayo dun sa mei CR eh.

Volt: <opens window to pay>

Xtian: *shouts* Ate, Turbina exit na ba to?

Ate: Ndi pa po sir, derecho pa po. 

Xtian: Ah ok. Derecho pa daw Voltz. <texts Arianne: *Calamba exit pa lang pala kami*>

Arianne: Nyek, nalampasan nyo na kaya ako..

Xtian: Ambobo naman nun tollgate operator!!

<Xtian rants about tollgate operator.>

<Arianne arrives>

Volt: Arianne, anung exit ka dapat?

Arianne: Calamba. Bakit?

Nice, nice. 

Arrival @ Lipa

Sinalubong kami ni Imon sa kabilang dulo ng Star Tollway. Dito, napagdesisyunang hintayin si Kali bago kami mag-Bulalo. Lomi na lang daw muna. 

<--- Lomi house. 

                           Order ni xtian -------->

^ Lomi na malapot. Pero masarap.=)

Garapal Moment #1

Kali: Andyan na sila?

Imon: Oo. San ka na?

Kali: Ah.. uhm.. Tagaytay muna tayo!

Imon: <turns towards others> Tagaytay daw?

Xtian: Tangina. Style ni Kali, papasundo lang yan. 
Volt: Basta tinanung ko kun panu xa punta, sabi nya derecho na daw xa. Eh di pa-derechohin.

Kali: <to Xtian, who's holding the phone> Labo nyo. 

El Madero

Sa payo ng aming butihing host, pumunta kami sa El Madero resort. Magandang lugar naman ito, at para sa 150pesos per head <at 700pesos na cottege> ay hindi na talaga masama. Dito, magpapalipas kami ng oras habang hinihintay si Kali. 

Naisipan muna naming magpasa-pasahan ng football ni Imon. Nang tamarin na dito, nag-basketball naman kami sa court na lupa, at hindi semento ang sahig. 

At dahil wala pa si Kali, photo op muna: 

<--- Xtian catch

Rey catch --> 

<--- Imon catch

^Volt catch

Tapos nang masyadong ma-wili, gumawa na ng mas matinding mga pose para sa camera. Ika nga ni Imon "sacrifice for beauty". 

Imon in "Abutin Mo Kun Kaya Mo"

Xtian in "Right By You!"

Rey in "Sinong Maliit Ngayon, Bitch!"

Volt in "In Your Face"

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Matapos ang matinding lokohan sa pictures, sinundo namin ni Imon si Kali at Kuya Bry sa bayan, kun saan natutunan ko kung paano mangotong ang mga pulis na nakatambay at nag-aantay ng mga jeep na maaaring kotongan. Dito rin sa lugar na ito ako nakakita nga mga bangaw na mas malusog pa sa aso namin. Nahiya tuloy ako kumain ng fishball.:P 

Sa ngayon, eto na muna. Hindi na gumagana utak ko para i-post silang lahat eh.. =p 

...To My Dreamgirl...

"Eh,di ba the best way to forget 

someone is to meet someone else?"

-6/27/09,a couple of LRT Stations 

away from Caloocan Rotonda,

around 11:05PM

Hi.. It's been a while since we last talked. I miss you, really. I still catch myself smiling at the thought of you: at the thought of spoken words, of quiet moments, of your smile, heck, even your old messages. Listening to songs I shared with you make me remember that short time we were together.  I still make it a point to have a pack of Mentos gum in my bag, as I was always intrigued at how long you chew your gum. There are still places I can't stand to go to because it makes me want to wish that you're gonna be there.

I just wanted you to know that you are my dream girl. You are everything I ever wanted in a girl, almost too perfect. Effortlessly, you made my world stop, and I didn't care, as nothing else mattered when I was with you.

I'm thankful to have spent a little while with you, to have risked falling for someone I most probably wouldn't be with, to have been appreciated the way that you did, and to actually feel like I mattered the way that you did to me.

Real or not, I have come to terms with the fact that you are what you are: a dream, an ideal being that's perfect for me; someone that seemed real, but not a reality.

I didn't want to let go, I wanted to keep on dreaming. Even my phone randomly displays your old messages together with a new message from someone else. But like any other dream, one has just got to wake up. And as it seems, you forced me to wake up. And slapping me to wake up wasn't enough for you, you had to throw a bucket of boiling water.

I'm wide awake now, thank you. Even my phone doesn't do that random thing anymore. I can move forward. I'm hurt, yes, but like all wounds, it'll heal. No, there weren't any commitments made, and yes, it was a mistake of too much assumptions. I'd say I may have reasons to assume what I did, but hey, assumptions are assumptions: they're only right in your mind.

You know what's great about this, is at least I can keep one promise to you (well, other than the pinky swears we had): you'll always be my Chuck; the love of my life that I'll never get to touch.

If you decide to visit my reality again, I hope you'd still have Bumblebee. You know where to find me.:)

I just hope that I would meet you again in another lifetime, when circumstances are better.

For this lifetime, all I can say is that nobody decides how you would be happy except yourself. Despite my insistence that I may be the one to keep you happy, I know that I'm only pursuing my own happiness. For whatever choice you have made, I just hope that you're happy, because I'll be, with this decision to wake up.:)

You may live by the words you uttered, but like I said to you a million times before, I didn't want to meet you to forget, I wanted to meet you because I wanted to know who you are, that girl I can't stop looking at. It doesn't matter if I meet someone else, I'll never forget you, as I never forgot who you thought I should forget. People are not things that you simply throw away and forget. Memories of the best times of your life are not meant to be just forgotten as if they never happened. 

I'm thankful for everything that has happened, and everything that never was, or never would. Like pictures, burning them doesn't erase the fact that it indeed happened. Thank you for what did, and good luck for what you'll have.

Til then.:)

...On "Love at First Sight"...

"Met her at a carnival fair,
She wore a green dress and everybody was there,
Felt out of place when she looked into my eyes..."
                                         Girl On TV, LFO

It's been long argued if falling in love "at first sight" can truly be genuine. It normally starts with physical attraction, it has to, since you wouldn't look at someone you don't like looking at. Then there's a feeling of wanting keep looking at the person, hence, you think it's love, but it's probably infatuation, mere physical attraction, or a even a challenge that you might be able to hook up with him/her.

These things, one only learns after something actually becomes of the "first sight" thing. They'd tell their friends that "it was love at first sight" while they're happy, and will dismiss it as nothing more than infatuation, confusion, or even just plain physical attraction when they decide to end it all.

So now, I was asking myself, what is an ideal manner in which you might meet your "true" love?

If you meet in a bar, have fun, make a relationship out of it, would you be able to handle her occassional pleas for a "girls' night out" with friends, knowing full well that you met her in the same manner?

If you meet her at a drinking session and eventually end up together, would you be so clingy as to be there whenever she says she's gonna go out to drink?

If you meet her in a library, or someplace you don't normally go to, do you think you can actually work out, knowing that you don't have the same interests and that you're only interested in what she's interested in because you're interested in her?

The point is, if you meet him/her somewhere that you enjoy, it's not hard to imagine him/her meeting someone in a similar fashion. If you meet him/her somewhere you don't, then it seems your thing wasn't meant to last anyway.

Wala lang. Random thought. Feeling ko mahaba pa to at mas mei sense, but somehow, I got lost in my train of thoughts, and ended up with this. Sayang naman kung ndi ko pa i-post..

...A Place to Call My Own...

Now that I'm actually single-single, I get to go out with friends I didn't have the chance to go out with much before. I've come to terms with myself to not push myself to people who don't want me to be part of their lives. There are 8 billion people living in this world; I don't need my world to revolve around one person who doesn't want a moon.

I know I've blogged about one's place in the world before, but it's just now that I think I figured out what I want to say.

There are friends around you, and there are your best friends. Ah yes, the "best friend". A friend is a friend, but a "best friend" is cut above the rest. Now, personally, I think it's somewhat of a subjective term until it's confirmed. For example, a person may be your best friend, but to that person, you're not. You may share certain bonds, but you're not the twin he/she never had, something that people-percieved "best friends" seemingly are.

These people-percieved "best friends" are those that talk without words coming out of their mouths, understand each other by mere phrases, have unbreakable habits (even a freakin high-five to call their own), is a normal face at each others houses, and knows at least 98% of what's going on in the other's life. It borders an actual romantic relationship.

Hence, if people-percieved "best friends" are male and female, most of the time, people tease them a lot. In rare times, the "best friends" remain "best friends" by choice of one (see "My Best Friend's Wedding").

The case of male and male "best friends" is contained in single, all-knowing book, called "The Bro Code".

The female and female "best friends" is the more ideal "best friends" scenario. The cheesiness, the fights, the "ESP", the sleepovers, etc..

So now, despite the multitude of friends, despite the countless bottles of beer, despite the never ending exchange of stories from people around, I feel alone. And now I understand why I hated being single. I am no longer significant. Friends and family may argue that I am to them, to some extent, but aren't we all? Someone has to be the guy to take out the trash, someone's the designated driver, someone's got to be the guy who never runs out of stories, someone's got to be object of insults, someone's got to be the person that can be pushed to the stage to sing for a crowd. Everyone has their roles, as I have mine. But at the end of the day, I want to be as significant to a person as she is to me. THAT makes me feel significant.

By analogy, it goes like this: James Posey was a vital ROLE player in the Miami and Boston teams that won the championships. But after those championships, he was let go by both teams, because of either team direction or financial decisions. Today, both teams are relatively looking good, as they have filled the void left by their role player.

Now, Memphis had a franchise player in Pau Gasol. They weren't a contending team, but they were a relatively good team, good enough to make the playoffs (though never won a game there). Then they make that controversial trade of sending Gasol off to the Lakers for a flop in Kwame Brown, and a couple of draft rights. Since then, Memphis has been fighting to not be the last team in the league.

My point is, any role player can be replaced, and life goes on. It may be different from before, but life goes on. But if you lose a franchise player, it's gonna be a difficult climb to get back on top. But if the glue that held the whole group together should be gone, everything's gonna fall apart.

Hence, I feel insignificant. I play a role in people's lives, but I am a certain kind of person to them; the portalet, the philo guy, the emo dude, the gamer, the drinking buddy, the financier, name it. It was never that way when I was in a relationship. During those times, someone cared for what I wanted to say no matter how random it was, someone laughed at jokes my friends would need a long back story for, someone sought me when she was in trouble, someone was there when I pictured what the future might be, someone said "I love you too" when I said "I love you",  someone had me on top of her list if she had an invitation for two. Now, I wander people's lives, trying to build a foundation in which I can be significant in their lives and not just play a role.

You'd feel reality kind of slap you a bit when you see the lines that you might be crossing. For instance, reading exchanges you have no idea of, not being given the confidence to drive, being called after everyone's there already, etc.. As it seems, you may be in the loop, but there are other "loops" that people are part of; you may be seen as responsible, but clearly, to them you're not; and you were the last person they remembered calling.

But, hey, I'm not monopolizing here. Despite her agreement with the "bye balloon" statement and the disconnection from the networks thing, I think she's having her own problems as well. We've been together for so long, it's like we're still both trying to learn to walk again. I could be wrong though. I'm just saying, she's much a victim here as I portray myself to be.

For Canada, well, it was fun while it lasted. But apparently, it wasn't supposed to.

And now, I know better than to assume that I'm this or that person's best friend or not. I take what is given, I don't push for what's not. For now, it's ok that I have my best friends, reciprocated or not. Article 145: A Bro is never offended if another bro fails to return a phone call, text, or email in a timely fashion.

But of course, eventually, I'd like to be more than that. I want to be someone's franchise player again. To be reciprocated. To be... Significant.

...On Inspiration...

I read an article that Conrado de Quiroz wrote sometime last week about why Noynoy should run for president. That was after I read the letter of Ninoy to Noynoy which was posted practically everywhere by tons of people.

Having said that, I was thouroughly convinced by Mr. de Quiroz on his reasons on Noynoy's candidacy. I read it once, and did not memorize it by heart, so if there are those who actually read the article and is now reading this, and probably see some similarity, I will not deny that the idea was not originally mine. Giving credit to the genius where it came from.

Upon reading the letter to Noynoy, I felt that, despite Kris' comic plea to Noynoy to never marry, Noynoy needed to have a son. In the letter, Ninoy had something to the effect of "I have more obligations than possessions. I don't have anything for you to inherit, but my name, the name passed on to me by my father, and the name that I took care of for it not to be tarnished by anything." That was enough of a contribution Noynoy could possible give the Filipino people, I thought, knowing somehow, he doesn't have the tools to become the president of the country. I just wanted Ninoy's legacy to live. And if anything else, his name was a legacy.

Then I got to read Conrado de Quiroz's editorial. Come to think of it, why not Noynoy for president? We are going to have our democratically-given right to vote for the next leader of the country when GMA (insert either *finally* *hopefully* *rightfully*) steps down on 2010. Her leaving office is something we all agree on happening. Despite the millions (if monetary, wala lang naman, sabi ni Cerge Remonde) and millions of controversies she's been through, she has stayed in power. I blame it on either:

a. The Filipino people getting too tired to go out and shout only to go home accoplishing nothing but recognized noise.

b. The same Filipinos who went out for EDSA 2 doesn't want to accept the fact that they made a mistake by placing her in power.

c. The lack of an inspirational leader (Cardinal Sin was the common denominator for both EDSA 1 and 2)

d. The lack of a clear-cut replacement who everyone is confident of.

e. Too much politicking among leaders. (If FPJ or Ping Lacson slid down to VP last elections, I don't see why they can't win).

f. GMA's strong hold on the military leaders.

And now, as election day draws near, everybody has something to say about everybody. As it seems, nobody's really good enough. People seem to choose who they'd vote for by either choosing the candidate that may put them at an advantage or he/she who has been built up by the media as a good guy. Hence, cheesy people look up to the Mar and Korina love story(cheesy I may be, but I'm not a Mar Roxas fan), while some look up at the inspirational story of how Manny Villar was a poor-man-turned-rich. The youth actually look up to Chiz because he talks well. Binay, just because of people I know, seems a strong choice. I don't get how buddha beads would work but, apparently, that's Jamby's weapon. Bayani was a good mayor in Marikina until he became a joke as the MMDA chief, especially as of late. Erap's still got a following.

Then you hear that Mar Roxas is making waves through showbiz, Manny Villar had a controversial deal, Binay would only work in Makati, Chiz is all talk, and Erap will not work anymore.

Apparently, no one's good enough for everyone. Whoever wins will be tainted in some way that people will still have something to say.

In comes the idea of Noynoy. He's not the perfect candidate, actually, he doesn't even look the part. But apparently, he's probably the best choice there is. He's can be the inspirational leader we could all back to win. Tita Cory wasn't the strongest president that led the country, but she was able to handle it. Why can't Noynoy?

We can't have a half-hearted choice to become president. We need to make a definite choice. But if that choice we're making is just a result of choosing from the least among evils, then we never really gave our country that much hope. You just passed the burden of responsibility to your leader, to make him/her prove themselves when they're there. Then, if they fail, what do you? Rant? Leave the country?

Noynoy, as I mentioned, may not be the strongest among them, but inspirationally, we can all support him, knowing full well that he may be placed there not because of his abilities, but moreso because of the name he carries with him (just calling a spade a spade). And when people believe in their leader, I think it helps us move forward.

Ang pagboto sa nagsasabing sila ang nararapat na maluklok sa pwesto ay pagbotong tamad, sapagkat nais mong mapatunayan nya sa iyo na kaya niyang tugunan ang mga problema ng bansa. Ngunit ang pagboto sa isang insipirasyong si Noynoy ay pagboto sa pag-asa, na alam mong hindi niya kakayanin kung hindi siya susuportahan ng taumbayang nagluklok sa kanya sa puwesto.

 

Para sa pag-asa, para sa pagkakabuklod ng bansa, sana, sana talaga, tumakbo si Noynoy.