tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119367317165383042024-03-05T01:56:13.660-08:00bryan starsstars are the street lights of eternityBryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-23218268721558774752011-02-01T06:57:00.000-08:002011-02-01T06:59:00.010-08:00An Open Letter to a Hero named Heidi MendozaDear Heidi,<br /><br />The educated few brew theories on the stale state of good governance of our unfortunate republic within the insulated walls of their cliques.<br /><br />The uneducated many take this sorry state of the state as it is…a way of life…the Filipino culture.<br /><br />Who is wiser?<br /><br />You, Heidi Mendoza.<br /><br />You told the unremitting truth when most of us hid them under sighs of prayer of an almost non-committal hope.<br /><br /><br />Your brother in the profession,<br /><br />Bryan Stars, CPABryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-17497066577405887482011-02-01T06:53:00.000-08:002011-02-01T06:56:57.493-08:00On Pinoy Moviesit has dawned to me a long time ago that philippine cinema is a myth while philippine showbiz is upscale 'perya'.<br /><br /> <br /><br />i don't think edith hamilton mentioned star cinema in her book and i don't dwell on legends beyond greek and nordic.Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-10239110524217404312011-01-18T20:15:00.000-08:002011-01-18T20:22:04.657-08:00I Love Ricky Gervais<a href="<object width="640" height="390"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BvHXzP2SpLA&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BvHXzP2SpLA&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="200"></embed></object>"></a>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-10438797986537513612010-09-27T06:51:00.001-07:002010-09-27T07:05:23.953-07:00On the issue: why can't other universities have standards like Ateneo?my reply on the discussion:<br />["quality education entails not just preparing graduates to become rank and file employees but preparing graduates to become managers (bakit sa ateneo yung linkages ng schools nila magaganda? trained ka dun na maging boss..."]<br /><br />different universities have different missions. ateneo (de manila) molds their students to be future leaders and become nation builders. my beloved saint louis university's mission is to transform students into high quality "competent and socially involved" human resource. evidently SLU has reached that standard. and that's SLU for us...<br /><br />[my UP education is another story altogether]<br /><br />but i can't say the same for other schools... it is unfortunate that most higher educational institutions are only after the $$$!Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-41766581325391944752010-09-25T05:43:00.000-07:002010-09-25T06:03:25.076-07:00On the issue: Charice being called a Filipino on Glee has a demeaning subtextThe 'subtext' that I observed was a commentary, if not a critique on Americans' lack of understanding (if not, apathy) to cultures outside their own.<br /><br />When the writers penned Rachael's line "...you are<span class="text_exposed_hide">...</span><span class="text_exposed_show"> from the Philippines where its sunny everyday..." plus the increased volume of Rachael's voice when she attempted to explain what a glee club is to her Asian-y looking schoolmate the writers were trying to stereotype Americans' condescending treatment of foreigners specially non-Caucasians.<br /><br />This time I believe the writers are "on our side".<br /></span>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-77232249185180121672010-09-09T20:24:00.000-07:002010-09-09T20:27:06.072-07:00STRINGSas my grad school days draw to an end i might need to find my way back in the industry. a few weeks back my dad came in my dream and he asked me to learn how to play the violin. i am half hoping he doesn't mean i should go to law school.Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-16618844756287064402010-08-17T07:19:00.000-07:002010-08-17T07:44:30.226-07:00on the dilemma: WHERE YOU SHOULD BE and WHERE YOU WANT TO BEyou should always be where you will be at peace with yourself and that's only possible when you are where you want to be. i know people who are rich beyond my telling and have achieved monumental things... regretfully though their present circumstance is NOT exactly what they want. the fleeting sense of achievement and the more fleeting fun of showing off their brand new LV are their intermittent reminders that they chose to be unhappy.<br /><br />it's like a grant to take the last trip of your life. as a mickey fan you've always wanted to go to disneyland 'cause you grew up watching mickey and goofy but you went to las vegas for poker games 'cause that's what you expect yourself to do or what people expect you to do. surely, vegas' bright lights are rockin' fun...but only until the neons are on.Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-42228961795002935762010-08-08T00:46:00.000-07:002010-08-08T00:51:24.544-07:00On Piracygate crashing a grad school debate on social responsibility:<br /><br />i do not explicitly support piracy. but here's my take on the matter: the only way to curb piracy is to trim the expanding waists and bank accounts of artists and CEOs and make art affordable to the majority. i.e. if an original DVD costs P150 vs a pirated of P50... who in his right mind would waste his 50 bucks for a phony that would last a week when the real thing is an added hundred bucks and years of unending weekends or lazy days of re-runs? why should we allow these Caribbean island-owning CEO's pass the responsibility to the consumers and burden us with their supposedly expensive art?Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-29386657112823546272010-07-11T01:42:00.000-07:002010-08-08T01:26:05.411-07:00like an indieThere's that eerie feel again. One a.m. shower. It feels like I’m living inside an indie film.<br /><br />My typically dull senses seem amplified. Each shower drip takes a note when each hit the cheap tiles...an ethereal re or an unfamiliar sol and the re-sol, re-sol sequence replaces a supposedly enya-tic musical score if it were a commercial movie as the director's shaky hands point the camera to the semi-dusty fluorescent bulb to cue an abstract end.Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-12644928861179737802010-07-10T22:00:00.000-07:002010-07-11T15:45:56.584-07:00late night work outit's half past 11 pm and i'm still lifting weights in between typing these words. <br /><br />i've been working out since 2002...stopped for 7 years and back at it late october last year. <br /><br />i am alarmingly hooked up at lifting heavy weights...130 lbs on the bench press...Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-24647176507714196262010-06-30T08:38:00.000-07:002010-06-30T08:49:19.983-07:00i guess i am backa new blogger buddy asked me and his other friends to be straightforward and be critical on his writings:<br /><br />i wrote this:<br /><br />"half a decade of blogging and i pen no better than my high school theme-writing days. but i've been to several hundreds if not a few thousands of sites and read more blog posts than the number of verses in the bible and in the qu'ran combined...thrice!<br /><br />your blog lacks life. you're full of heartbeats in 4D...that is why i enjoy your company a lot..but you are rather dull in HTML format.<br /><br />breathe life into your pieces. that's where i toss my 2 cents.<br /><br />3 posts in a few weeks...you're doing just fine... pen some more buddy.<br /><br />PS<br /><br />here are some of my fave:<br /><br />http://www.momel8.blogspot.com/<br />http://thebashfulone.blogspot.com/"<br /><br /><br />right after clicking "post", i felt like writing again. and i just did. i guess I AM back.Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-23262867264092917112010-02-24T23:07:00.000-08:002010-02-25T07:52:28.690-08:00Panagbenga notes from someone who’s seen enough parading sunflowers to last him six lifetimes1. If you’re planning to leave your Peugeot at home and you haven’t bought a ticket yet then you should have started walking last year if you wish to make it on the big day this Sunday. <br /> <br />2. All rodent and roach-free hotel rooms are booked by now. <br /><br />3. Baguio has enough of them skinny twinks with bayonet-like chins in aviator sunglasses. Don’t make things worse. Leave your <strike>chin and the face it is attached to </strike>pair at home.<br /><br />4. People say wrapping your jacket around your waist is too clichéd. I think it is crappy like the 80’s.<br /><br />5. Wear sunscreen. You’ll be 5,000 feet above sea level; you’ll be closer to the sun…I think *nail bites*. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix103g-NSg8pNo_gQpiMnpnjJBI3MB-agg8zq_Y0KJ67_S5-1odPBYNqrPuWSFeCx9hNMhbZ_QlXhg2S3ywZ04ksCgrg__mgpsWJ3CGMajoyp-t9ieoM5ghRaW4y20i10EiS1HkRa3h_Vk/s1600-h/panagbenga+flowers.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix103g-NSg8pNo_gQpiMnpnjJBI3MB-agg8zq_Y0KJ67_S5-1odPBYNqrPuWSFeCx9hNMhbZ_QlXhg2S3ywZ04ksCgrg__mgpsWJ3CGMajoyp-t9ieoM5ghRaW4y20i10EiS1HkRa3h_Vk/s400/panagbenga+flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442074915148240130" /></a><br /><br />6. Nevada Square is where you:<br />a. party the hardest<br />b. might lose your spleen<br />Your limbs are safer at Café Will.<br /> <br />7. Non-diva rodent and roach-free dining: Jack’s Restaurant or Good Taste. <br /><br />8. Diva dining: Le Chef, Manor Hotel, Camp John Hay.<br /><br />9. Please don’t point your fingers in SM’s direction like it’s the Eiffel Tower.<br /><br />10. Beware of petty thieves.Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-7565308310961964302010-02-23T07:22:00.000-08:002010-02-25T07:53:27.343-08:00Fine and Dandy (eating marshmallows while at it)<object width="360" height="140"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h1_2HWnKeJY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h1_2HWnKeJY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"></embed></object><br /><br />Bryan Star squeals and ...*fake faint*Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-2811066395545826282010-02-10T06:23:00.000-08:002010-02-25T08:00:17.257-08:00Twink-le Twink-le Little Stars!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">it's not exactly out of character. i post photos here... a lot.<br />akin to my habit of sleeping with nothing on i usually publish them in the buff too.</span><br /><br /><br />...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnHm_fDxUXQubnowCcqTEIQHuDVUvMbdKp_MQsK5-PgfFY56ur2l1IDjkfRp7_-5VHa9pTe2IAEsG7UrnuewFyjwyrhqPjO9nfSIHhChwlUEY8VzN1nlaPdO6txUIXVTSl_jksxRRDNqz/s1600-h/why+not.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnHm_fDxUXQubnowCcqTEIQHuDVUvMbdKp_MQsK5-PgfFY56ur2l1IDjkfRp7_-5VHa9pTe2IAEsG7UrnuewFyjwyrhqPjO9nfSIHhChwlUEY8VzN1nlaPdO6txUIXVTSl_jksxRRDNqz/s400/why+not.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436623003427666578" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">if only these twinks were asked to join the Villar chorus, it would have meant one less vote for Noynoy</span><br /><br />...<br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i'll pick these kids, scabs and all, anytime over </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">my diva of a classmate</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> and his yards and yards of burberry's. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">he turned catty overnight. he blames his acne-causing quarter life crisis. my heart goes out to him but i am not too crazy about the fact that his claw retraction symptom is aimed at me.<br /><br />you can't help but feel sad for him. i wish he'd figure out how his EQ can fare higher than the fabric-per-inch of his dolce & gabbanas' 'cause i'm sure it will take him ten eternities to find a way to fare higher than my GPA.<br /><br />...<br /><br />"nakaligo kanetch ba sa jagat ng jasura?<br />nagjasko kanetch ba sa jitna ng jalsada?"<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">it's killing me! har har</span>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-7739275406946933372010-02-03T05:16:00.000-08:002010-02-25T07:55:59.890-08:00A Pilate ActI’m thinking… maybe my partner and I adopt a new born blue-eyed Latvian girl to mark our ten years together this 2010. By 2015 our five-year old daughter is all grown up and smarter than both of her dads and slightly prettier than me. Life is good except that our cute-as-button family lives in a rubbish of a republic and I must expect that sooner she’ll ask me why is the Philippines the poorest country in the world.<br /><br />With a straight botox-free face and in faux Liverpool accent I’ll tell her: “But dhaaaling, stupid voters ignored UP Economist Professor Winnie Monsod. She’s a brainy one, that lady! A bar of soap soaked in chlorine is no cleaner than her reputation. I trust her so much, I'll side with her if she argues that Katrina Halili is not a slut”. Then I will ask my daughter to google “Hayden” if she has any questions about Katrina Halili. "Anyway, Prof. Winnie tried to warn us of Villar but…I even blogged about it...daddy did his part...I'm sorry...".<br /><br />Pontius Pilate may not be the metaphor of choice but I’m washing my hands now—not with chlorine and soap but with html and java script just to make sure I'm in the running for the straightest face for my blue-eyed daughter... <br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nUQDt-sXdlk&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nUQDt-sXdlk&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="225"></embed></object>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-41572224623624507482010-01-30T09:10:00.000-08:002010-02-25T17:33:15.950-08:00I Gasp<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dear Mark Zuckerberg, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Please write a check amounting to PhP 50,000,000.00 payable to me for the emotional stress caused by a photo posted on facebook of a place from my past.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I am distraught that there is no prevent-photos-of-places-that-cause-nausea-inducing-nostalgia-to-appear-in- my-window application available in your networking site.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlv31H0i5-RvWUEqHMn496Lcb4ducm06B8IlojIBfpaCNZpk2j-rkC9JtHM9cqruWsOJo8gT2mSAha7l7rRo-W4UXuIjO3yNyLqNP8IBNvk3XQ-rHUAC2woy4CRpiC2TuQHcFnkFOQGZ85/s1600-h/Papua+NG.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlv31H0i5-RvWUEqHMn496Lcb4ducm06B8IlojIBfpaCNZpk2j-rkC9JtHM9cqruWsOJo8gT2mSAha7l7rRo-W4UXuIjO3yNyLqNP8IBNvk3XQ-rHUAC2woy4CRpiC2TuQHcFnkFOQGZ85/s400/Papua+NG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432583258981688162" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It stressed me out so much, I missed a party today. Meaning, I spent two hours of dress rehearsals for nothing. My friends can download at least four HQ one hour-long porn with that amount of time. I could have spent that two hours driving to SM Rosales for a takoyaki take away, stay inside the Giordano shop for 45 minutes to ogle at their handsome staff and on my way back drop by the palengke for a kilo of lansones. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I believe that this application should have been a priority of your company.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This oversight on your part must be addressed immediately</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">hopefully over the next banking day (but if there’s a Western Union in </span><st1:city style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" st="on"><st1:place st="on">Palo Alto</st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">, I believe they are open on Sundays). </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Otherwise, please send a handsome shrink who’s a citizen of a country that allows gay marriage to come and see me.</span><br /><br />Gasping still,<br /><br />Bryan<br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">For the last time, at least in writing, farewell port of Moresby. </span></span>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-47903179821116158002010-01-26T18:42:00.000-08:002010-02-25T07:58:03.504-08:00Work it!i sent a resume to a bank thinking i can work there as an accountant but they set the interview to test if i can manage one branch. i shrugged and agreed to sit with a panel. things you do for a buck! <span class="UIStory_Message"><br /><br />I'm. not. good. at. panel. interviews!</span> wa!!<br /><br />can't i just send a video like elle woods did?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4SsgQ7TfRmUk9TvszEkXoNQdeq2UyZoxd4Q-IPSeU_kkXJY76caHu39caHzM8WklJeL_AaAN2vGVQj7ku_6lbNZIxxtZipi8-c9tNHAkP3gMirmdy4vACmbacyB1nS5Y7jHmzrqCal2zw/s1600-h/elle-woods.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4SsgQ7TfRmUk9TvszEkXoNQdeq2UyZoxd4Q-IPSeU_kkXJY76caHu39caHzM8WklJeL_AaAN2vGVQj7ku_6lbNZIxxtZipi8-c9tNHAkP3gMirmdy4vACmbacyB1nS5Y7jHmzrqCal2zw/s400/elle-woods.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431246536042716194" border="0" /></a><br />i can rant in flawless English under two circumstances only: 1. when i am under the influence of tequila or tequila-based cocktails or 2. when the issue is about high-fashion.<br /><br />darn!Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-76547304552482036662010-01-26T07:07:00.000-08:002010-02-25T17:36:11.404-08:00A new strainmoving back to pinas six months ago, i was surprised to see A&F (genuine or otherwise) in pinoy mainstream fashion...<br /><br />the letters and ampersand trio is everywhere...from the lechon manok guy chopping my Chooks take away, the pimply auto load girl sa kanto to them closeted ABS-CBN homos...<br /><br />in the RP alone A&F will recover every single dime of the $45 million they paid to rejected applicants and affected employees (re: anti-asian/afro-american lawsuits)<br /><br />it instantly reminded me of the Tommy Hilfiger epidemic (note to self and to everyone: A&F is the fashionable strain, i love their recent spring collection, below are my pickings)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlmx9_quQunn_ouz_-Er-NFvih7qBsSXlmh3ueox5Shdc9xT5ryVPHrnF05ZjDIAeoJmwroTJBgn62hooXOxlM7zgOOOFp1IwMFzF-8RYnZdMibynKDsICRnMvwZeta0PfUro1TBHhNfq7/s1600-h/A&F.spring.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlmx9_quQunn_ouz_-Er-NFvih7qBsSXlmh3ueox5Shdc9xT5ryVPHrnF05ZjDIAeoJmwroTJBgn62hooXOxlM7zgOOOFp1IwMFzF-8RYnZdMibynKDsICRnMvwZeta0PfUro1TBHhNfq7/s400/A&F.spring.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431079042287672082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />check a parody of A&F's retail culture:<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3-WzqfbVHU&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3-WzqfbVHU&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"></embed></object>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-70064070906360061532010-01-26T05:55:00.000-08:002010-02-25T07:58:46.564-08:00in good termsWalid, our Sudanese classmate was the fourth to the last person who left the room. A tower of 6'2, he is probably the tallest and most dark skinned (perhaps one the most handsome) person I ever took a midterm exam with.<br /><br />Closing the door after him, his first sentence was: "I used all the English words I know on the exam."<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFk-hVteUaR8y21N_vgAVLd-jfl92r1OVxsxlLafqWVY34bpi5Ymc8BCZHw5HtLVhnn6aW0dyBoQAnlztGs7bzpaw4Y8YFIbUjw3LhacqnPrT9VhVWyCsxDq8NR_aCvf9vk7d4s2qLbGiH/s1600-h/terrell-owens-naked.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFk-hVteUaR8y21N_vgAVLd-jfl92r1OVxsxlLafqWVY34bpi5Ymc8BCZHw5HtLVhnn6aW0dyBoQAnlztGs7bzpaw4Y8YFIbUjw3LhacqnPrT9VhVWyCsxDq8NR_aCvf9vk7d4s2qLbGiH/s200/terrell-owens-naked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431055426268860226" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Terrell Owens<br /></span></div><br />I scoffed, "Me too, except the words vagina and orifice."<br /><br />He laughed, I didn't.<br /><br />Ten p.m., eighteen degrees Celsius and a petition for a re-take in mind, I ordered fresh milk at a Session Road bar and commenced my unprecedented dairy protest.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A week later:</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">UP economics major Kat, the last soul to pass her paper took home a 99. Paulo from SLU's debate team placed second with a 97. Later in the evening, the Baguio breeze still 18 degrees, at the Giligans the third placer with his blue margarita was sipping away the end of his lactose protest.<br /><br /></span>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-67611441046288643942009-12-08T03:23:00.000-08:002010-02-25T07:59:20.682-08:00The Busy and The BeautifulI guess my smudgy title says it all.<br /><br />Momel dear (and all my blog peers), I promise to go through all your new posts as soon as my HP IPAQ scheduler says I'm free as fuck.<br /><br />---<br /><br />Anyway...<br /><br />I stumbled upon a<br /><br />a. good<br />b. very good<br />c. OMG very good<br />d. life changing<br /><br />(it really depends on:<br />a. your reading comprehension<br />b. how fucked-up your life is )<br /><br />read by Carlo Ignacio. And I'm really keen on sharing it to all.<br /><br /><a href="http://lifestyle.inquirer.net/wellness/wellness/view/20091201-239420/Are-you-really-happy">Are you really happy?</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNWcpEhnb585n6gAFxtooWIvSeHmNg8P1Pios7aS6TIQyItQEhQ9LKBP6pbJVwyO4Pa1BUzcD_cA2bMVGcjG0emUg6xFzF2Z20m4OXqbaIXcE1Mse_x-6S8kDQpZTU8fHO5hXcy9ZNRu3/s1600-h/Pensive.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 341px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNWcpEhnb585n6gAFxtooWIvSeHmNg8P1Pios7aS6TIQyItQEhQ9LKBP6pbJVwyO4Pa1BUzcD_cA2bMVGcjG0emUg6xFzF2Z20m4OXqbaIXcE1Mse_x-6S8kDQpZTU8fHO5hXcy9ZNRu3/s400/Pensive.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412827671782067170" border="0" /></a>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-62883196176913149652009-11-05T05:35:00.000-08:002010-02-25T10:23:01.599-08:00Back to Back<div>“Back to back” is too lesbian and this is supposedly a pageant post…my Miss Earth eye candies. I know, I’m supposed to take a step forward and write like I did at least 14 years of schooling but I can’t be too hard to myself after all that seems to be my professor’s lesson plan for this semester.<br /><br />The Vatican Council-worthy “back to back” issue stirs the bishops of pageantry and they are keen to call a synod to discuss formally the merits and repercussions of having a reigning Filipina crown another Filipina at the Miss Earth 2009. This year’s Venezuelan back to back has caused the 2nd reformation where Miss Universe lost a considerable number of its faithful hence a failure of moral precedence.<br /><br />Alas! That’s it for my attempt at creative writing! I might as well do something less embarassing like NOT watching Katrina Halili on TV.<br /><br />My top 7</div><br /><br />CUBA | KOREA<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP_FOjl61mnNP0AzoMsB5qi1VrUTN23W3DEifxBF-21uI27V3Ws65hwO-Gq0tHKhkE3gkQeK-VFk-ko1qKWy2Nzynn79X7KzMnzu0GoH-QynToRurQsiMNOrrxPqtV-xpeWrwUS0OYDGF3/s1600-h/CUBA+KOREA.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400613405598378802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 350px; height: 250px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP_FOjl61mnNP0AzoMsB5qi1VrUTN23W3DEifxBF-21uI27V3Ws65hwO-Gq0tHKhkE3gkQeK-VFk-ko1qKWy2Nzynn79X7KzMnzu0GoH-QynToRurQsiMNOrrxPqtV-xpeWrwUS0OYDGF3/s400/CUBA+KOREA.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br />MEXICO | SPAIN<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfwfvtKquUH3xNZPIz0Q_TOGn5ab2-hHkwZ2AdFekyBLDZs_fjGiJm7ZsDif87c0byBum1wnQiNwN4O6mz17Wn9V7mEGEe6sZHJ0Wcocmlbw-U0eN7bMUyWj-sowfMptPsi-5ss-Mm0gNe/s1600-h/Mexico+Spain.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400615019980560802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 350px; height: 250px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfwfvtKquUH3xNZPIz0Q_TOGn5ab2-hHkwZ2AdFekyBLDZs_fjGiJm7ZsDif87c0byBum1wnQiNwN4O6mz17Wn9V7mEGEe6sZHJ0Wcocmlbw-U0eN7bMUyWj-sowfMptPsi-5ss-Mm0gNe/s400/Mexico+Spain.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />USA | VENEZUELA<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh54KQhMPNzrvUB14B0D99L_itIUABmKD9ig4v3NPQ3d0XJaHDWtRUVnO3EbTsM7Jh9EX-oitaI7yYn2qmRYCzZoZT9dTRl0tJCvEDLBUwOysyt0jQvallsiXAeOLwNsF-0wGGXyH1ay5ck/s1600-h/USA+VENEZUELA.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400615685809211858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 350px; height: 250px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh54KQhMPNzrvUB14B0D99L_itIUABmKD9ig4v3NPQ3d0XJaHDWtRUVnO3EbTsM7Jh9EX-oitaI7yYn2qmRYCzZoZT9dTRl0tJCvEDLBUwOysyt0jQvallsiXAeOLwNsF-0wGGXyH1ay5ck/s400/USA+VENEZUELA.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />PHILIPPINES<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Qy1wB7nqo0ib6DT_y7VroHnG5iEVHxWif4y_7k4OvWu006zRUqE8HRrj8pXLIVAZ5H19tD4KEUf_rj5hS87JUQEKQc_FRcJ8KbmOuQlZiHtr1ooIfQrWl9SmCDXpy9dhPoIwtJ6mt0cP/s1600-h/Philippines-Sandra-Seifert-400x600.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400615855813235906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 175px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Qy1wB7nqo0ib6DT_y7VroHnG5iEVHxWif4y_7k4OvWu006zRUqE8HRrj8pXLIVAZ5H19tD4KEUf_rj5hS87JUQEKQc_FRcJ8KbmOuQlZiHtr1ooIfQrWl9SmCDXpy9dhPoIwtJ6mt0cP/s400/Philippines-Sandra-Seifert-400x600.jpg" border="0" /></a>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-51346858104706363892009-11-01T05:56:00.000-08:002010-02-25T10:24:19.712-08:00Farewell to the Moresby Chapter (Half Year Late)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOLq66zvo3OFwV_kJG2RBT5rvHO-4CLZCZkRxPgDk4boG3pifvdajv2wmG8tMiK0npqLvxu86DW9YNd0zaip5vKV2bOU4f4k6byVOUMSxz9HKwNKKb6xzjx41DLdwMMTX75i0XGgmwQ_Ft/s1600-h/warriors.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399139353292644578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOLq66zvo3OFwV_kJG2RBT5rvHO-4CLZCZkRxPgDk4boG3pifvdajv2wmG8tMiK0npqLvxu86DW9YNd0zaip5vKV2bOU4f4k6byVOUMSxz9HKwNKKb6xzjx41DLdwMMTX75i0XGgmwQ_Ft/s400/warriors.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Salutations!<br /><br />In case no one has mentioned to you yet, very few OCW Filipinos working or who use to work in Port Moresby had the chance for a sneak peek of what's the place is like. For most of us, if the experience is a speech, POM (or Port Moresby, the only other acronym that will be spasmodically part of your vocabulary while you are in PNG)was delivered before us impromptu, right there and then at the Jackson's.<br /><br />Since you failed to mention the duration of your first try of <em>la vida </em>POM, I am assuming, based on your queries that it was a quick stab, but interestingly long enough and appreciative enough to be weighing up these issues this far. Truth is, I'm writing this for a personal reason. I'm sorry, but there are Pinoys who by virtue of their almost permanence of residence boast enough credibilty to address your queries. I only have five years to prop my bragging rights (if there should be one). This is then is my official thank you to the people of Port Moresby in case I failed to express gratitude when it was due.<br /><br />It would be great to see the city once again.<br /><br />Edgar, I don't want you to think that this rant is not worth a red cent so I'll tell you this: POM is not your hell yet. It pays to remember that angels lurk everywhere.<br /><br />I wish you the best of luck.<br /><br />Bryan Anthony<br /><br /><br />Reply to:<br /><br /><em>Dear Kababayans,<br /><br />Greetings!<br /><br />I am about to embark on a newly chosen life to work and live at PoM. I have just accepted an offer to work with Steamships Trading Company. Prior to finally accepting the job offer, I have joined this group to make a "feel" on how my kababayans in PNG (in general) communicate with each other. I have reviewed much of the messages posted by the group's members, exchanges of opinions, etc and found that although there was not so many messages being posted by members, at least it showed that there indeed exists a community spirit.<br /><br />Using the groups' experiences and local knowledge, I would like to seek info on the following:<br /><br />- security in general (my employer will provide housing and transpo)<br />- for a flat to live alone with Two bedrooms (at least), how much on the average will I spend for utilities monthly? My off hours will be spent watching TV, movies, and using my laptop (chatting and all).<br />- Living alone intending to prepare breakfast and dinner, how much is to be spent for food monthly?<br />- I have visited PoM on the request of my employer to see the place last july and was shown to places like the location of the phil embassy, supermarkets, major roads, etc. and saw some of my kababayans. Is there a usual hang-out for the pinoy community?.. . restaurant, deli shops, padala centre, etc?<br />- is it advisable that I open an account with a bank with branch at PoM (ANZ?) for a more convenient way to transact fund transfers to banks in Manila?<br />- items I will need to bring with me which is considered expensive at PoM? My employer will furnish my accommodation with basic furnishings (stove, fridge, sofa, dining table/chair, bed (no linen), curtain). Employer will cover additional 20kg excess baggage by the way.<br /><br />For good-hearted individuals willing to provide any info and chooses to communicate directly, I will be glad if they do so. Any info and ideas will be taken objectively and with much appreciation.<br /><br />Yours truly,<br /><br />Edgar San Diego Jusay</em></div>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-29136681715808531902009-10-02T21:39:00.000-07:002010-02-25T10:24:42.380-08:00not always about youit's not the best year-end, but it could be worse. <br /><br />it's fuckin' right what these new age people say, count your fuckin' blessings! speak of gratitude! samoans, sumatrans, flooded marikina residents don't give a shit if your stupid boyfriend left you. why do you date a low life whose sense of worth expires with his fitness first membership anyway?<br /><br />stop whining dear. it's not always about you.<br /><br />anyhow... here's funny man greg roasting joan rivers...maybe a punch or two will crack you up a bit.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IhXVknk-Iqs&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IhXVknk-Iqs&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"></embed></object>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-77186096324529064422009-09-21T04:47:00.000-07:002010-02-25T10:27:49.413-08:00In My Life: It's a Mother's Day MovieLet's not bring out the pom-poms yet, the movie has nothing to do with us. A three second <strike>kiss</strike> PATTING of lips is anything but what we expected it to be.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaJ_GpsDQiL0pV7vJTfVV1k8uo0eF_wvrbMWlzzb3QYh5MceESLA2IF3P-pOswM9LVfPNNlYWf7bH0QUmDR64Qh-KaNSktmBZbfJC3_DKQjI0oYxxMq9f-zdPrkGv41wHv0qLTjSCuXUvs/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 208px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaJ_GpsDQiL0pV7vJTfVV1k8uo0eF_wvrbMWlzzb3QYh5MceESLA2IF3P-pOswM9LVfPNNlYWf7bH0QUmDR64Qh-KaNSktmBZbfJC3_DKQjI0oYxxMq9f-zdPrkGv41wHv0qLTjSCuXUvs/s400/kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383894944662964242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">photo from: http://pinoygossipboy.i.ph/blogs/pinoygossipboy/2009/09/17/movie-review-in-my-life/</span><br /><br />Stand your guard sisters, the apparently gay-infested star cinema is really gay sanitized.<br /><br />As for the film's merits (or the lack thereof)...hell, its numerous unnecessary plots made it appear lazily done. I was teary-eyed alright, teary-eyed from all the yawns. The a. shouting b. crying c. dancing d. slapping... please... there are other ways to tell a story. The Filipinos are (much much!) smarter than what you give them credit for.<br /><br />Then again, I'm a mere mortal in the realm of films, hence, I yield to a more reliable reviewer:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">"We really wanted "In My Life" to be one of the few films that we will always look back on and cherish as a film that brings a glimmer in our eyes. Unfortunately, that dream won't happen. So what made "In My Life" bad? First, it was definitely not the acting. We all have praises for the three main protagonists. Vilma was just at her best here and John Lloyd showed how much drama he can show out. Luis needs more improvement but he actually performed well being a homosexual so still, props to him. Second, it also wasn't the lack of drama thereof. There were oodles upon oodles of scenes where tears will fall and we also liked the occasional break from all the heaviness with light comedic scenes scattered all over the film.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Unfortunately, even with all the topnotch acting and drama, the simple truth is that "In My Life" left out one big aspect in a film and that is the story/plot. The story of "In My Life" was just too much for us too digest as there are a lot of unnecessary subplots happening all over the place (especially by the end of the film). As a viewer, we just wanted it to end but the film just gave more, more and more. We think the writers just forced it to have lots of dramatic avenues just for the sake that people will cry. As the saying goes, too much of anything is bad and this holds true here as they do not mesh well. Cry you will but you will might also wonder why. Even though it had unusual twists, it will make you think if it was really necessary to have them happen that way as an effective means to move the story forward. For us, they were not. "</span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">review from: http://www.reeladvice.net/2009/09/in-my-life-movie-review.html<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">other reviews:</span><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://jessicarulestheuniverse.com/2009/09/18/nanay-vi/">Jessica Zafra</a><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://showbizandstyle.inquirer.net/entertainment/entertainment/view/20090920-226137/Vilma-at-the-peak-of-her-artistry">Nestor Torre</a><br /></span></span>Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3311936731716538304.post-50994220535434175972009-09-15T19:14:00.000-07:002010-02-25T10:28:41.249-08:00Devil Annawas editing my power point presentation in international management...<br /><br />phone call: "the devil is all over youtube"<br /><br />i saved my file and closed power point application...<br /><br />open youtube<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3i1CfQnqNM0&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3i1CfQnqNM0&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"></embed></object><br /><br />power point slides...magazines, pwede.Bryan Anthonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01396621136188891054noreply@blogger.com3