letters from exile

January 4, 2010

2010 = Ctrl + Alt + Del

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Here’s to 2010, and all the uncertainties and surprises that make each new year fun!

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Starting over, like hitting the restart button or reformatting your HD, is always a welcome start (or restart?). Tabula rasa. Blank slate. The smell of a piece of fresh blank paper has always been enticing.

In lieu of tradition, I resolved to make some “new year’s resolutions.” I told myself I’ll start doing more new things and make room for some small personal changes.

I hope I can do all these and possibly spark a wonderful journey, if not put my life on a better track.

I will:

1. Be the writer. (Write better and more often, both fiction and non-fiction. Start finishing all those story drafts for publication or personal perusal. Also, update this damn blog regularly).

2. Be more positive. (In other words, kill the jadedness, cynicism and disillusionment about life, people and the world. Trust people more. Socialize.)

3. Get a more “normal” life. (Get a job, money, a social life, and maybe love along the way).

4. Have an “Outward Overhaul”. (Get slimmer. Be more pogi. Evolve like that frog prince.)

5. Get the gift of the gab. (Develop more confidence. Develop speaking skills.)

6. Have more fun! (Be less lethargic and lazy. Be laid-back in a more energetic, perky, childlike, exaggerated kind of way. Hakuna matata, don’t forget!)

7. Read that piece of paper. (For some reminders on personal philosophies.)

Let’s go explore!

December 2, 2009

Still, Rage

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I still cannot collect all my feelings and thoughts about the world’s most recent gruesome massacre into a clear and coherent article. What I know is that one word  keeps on popping out after reading and re-reading news articles and images about the said carnage: RAGE.

Rage. Deep-seated anger. Wrath.

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November 25, 2009

Rage

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They say that when you’re angry, words freely and forcefully flow from your mouth naturally, like raging water from a burst dam. The words cut and crush; they hurt, because most of the time, they are the truth. When you’re angry, you wanna inflict as much painful words as possible.

Now, I don’t know if I am not angry enough,  or my wrath is so deep even words cower in fear and refuse to come out of my mouth.  I suspect it is the latter.

What’s pushing me to the warpath?

This. The Maguindanao Massacre.

Abominable. Loathsome. Abhorrent. Revolting. Diabolic. Maleficent. Contempt in the strongest terms

I can throw the thesaurus to the raging fires of hell and the right angry word won’t still come out.

This heartless summary kidnapping, rape, mutilation and execution of civilians – women, kids, elderly – and media people is unparalleled. IN BROAD DAYLIGHT. Intentions be damned. A single murder is harrowing enough. But this? 46 people? I can’t imagine  – and I don’t want to – what demon seized the killers’ minds to commit this gruesome, unforgivable crime.

I believed that the days of inhuman brutal rule is over. And that politically-motivated crimes like this one won’t happen again. We live in a modern world now; genocide is so yesterday. But no! Lo and behold, this savage killings happened in our very backyard. Devil indeed lurks behind you while you’re unaware.

Damn, I just hope that the perpetrators will be caught and prosecuted soon enough. And this evil that is the GMA government, for coddling the main suspects, for promoting a culture of brutality and impunity, must pay for the blood debt that it owed the victims.

Rage.

November 22, 2009

Pangangarir ng Career (na hindi opisina)

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Kapag nagkakasama kaming magkaka-barkada, kagaya ng lahat ng mga tumatanda, hindi maiiwasang mapag-usapan palagi ang trabaho. At kadalasan, kapag usapang karera ang usapan, ang madalas na sukat nito ay ang laki ng sahod at iba pang benepisyong nakukuha.

Naunang nagtrabaho ang mga kaibigan ko dahil masyado kong minahal ang kolehiyo. Isandaang taon din bago ako naka-tapos (ibang storya yun). Natural, mas maaga silang umasenso. Marami sa kanila (kasama na rin ang mga ka-batch ko nung hayskul) ang mataas na ang posisyon at limpak-limpak na rin ang ibinubulsa bawat buwan. At kung gagawing batayan ng tagumpay ang sweldo gaya ng sabi ko, kumpara sa kanila, anak ng kalungkutan, isa akong malaking “singko” sa pagiging bagsak.

Pero ganon nga ba? Kung tutuusin, ang karerang napili ng marami sa aking mga kasabayan e nasa larangan ng komputer at IT – ang bagay na isinuka, iniwan at pilit iniwasan nung kolehiyo ko. Kung di ako nagkakamali, ako lang yata ang matapang (o tanga) na nangahas tahakin ang daan ng mga artista (yung tunay na artist, di yung showbiz). Ako lang yata ang nangahas na piliing magpaka-dalubhasa sa paghahabi ng letra upang makabuo ng mga sagad sa labong salita, kaysa mag-ayos mga numero para patakbuhin ang isang kompyuter.

Sa mga pagkakataong gaya ng pagtitipon na iyon, di ko talaga maisip ang sarili ko na nakakulong sa isang kwarto at nagpapaka-alipin sa mga papel at mga boss na mapapel. Di ko rin maisip ang sarili ko na nagmamando o minamanduhan ng isang bossing. Maliban siguro sa mga trabahong pangarap ko kagaya ng pagiging isang creative sa advertising agency o animation studio, di ko talaga lubos maisip na ipinuputa ang sarili o kumakain ng tao sa mundo ng mga gahamang korporasyon.

Ako ang taong di mapakali sa isang lugar. Madali akong magsawa sa rutina. Nabuburyong ako kapag isang bagay lang ang nakikita ko. Di ko kayang tumagal ng ilang buwan na walang “exciting” na bago ang nangyayari. Gusto ko ng palaging gumagalaw o naglalakbay.

Ang tipo kong trabaho, na tingin ko ay nababagay sa akin, ay yung mga malikhaing trabaho. Mga aktibidad na magpapatakbo sa gulong ng utak ko para gumawa ng mga malikhaing bagay. Mga gawaing gagamitin ang imahinasyon ko. Kagaya ng pagsusulat o pag-iisip ng mga bagay na masaya o exciting o kaaya-aya.

Basta hindi trabahong teknikal o opisina.

Bahagi rin ng personalidad ko ang, sabihin na nating “free-spirited”. Ayaw ko ng natatali sa isang lugar o tiyak na gawain o kahit isang tao. Di ko lubos maisip ang sarili ko na nagbibigay komitment sa isang kompanya hindi dahil sa ‘di ko kaya maging loyal, kundi dahil marami akong nais na gawin at subukan.

Sa madaling salita, di talaga ako “yayaman”, o kikita ng mga hanggang anim na numero kagaya ng mga nasa tuktok ng corporate ladder. Maliban na lang kung tuksuhin ng tadhana at itapon ako dito sa mundong ayaw ko, hangga’t maari talaga ay dun ako trabahong malikhain at gusto ko kahit di ganoon kalakihan ang sahod. Sakto lang, ika nga.

Kaya kahit minsan ay naiinggit ako sa mga taong malaki na ang kinikita gaya ng mga kaibigan ko, sinasabi ko na lang sa sarili ko na naiiba ako sa kanila. Iba ang hilig ko, iba ang personalidad ko.

Usaping “stable” vs. “fleeting”. Siguro sinasabi ko lang ito dahil wala pa akong pamilyang pinapakain. Wala rin akong mabigat na responsibilidad na mangangailangan ng permanenteng kabuhayan. Pero hanggang di pa ako dumarating sa puntong kakainin ko ang mga salitang ito pati ang pride ko, asahang palukso-lukso ako ng trabaho dahil para sa akin ay mas masaya yun at exciting at doon ako nabibilang.

November 19, 2009

The Fuel that Feeds the Fire

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Hmm,I had quite a bloody orderal, maybe bullets will do:

* I got shot down by an ad agency after a month of taking its copywriting exam and waiting for the results.

* In another agency, I was snubbed and thought I wasn’t qualified enough to even take a test.

* ^My portfolio wasn’t impressive enough, apparently.

* Other agencies are not even hiring.

* Three more companies declined my application.

* Then, a short story wasn’t included in an anthology.

 

I won’t give up. Give me more pain, but I will soon have the last laugh.

October 19, 2009

The Hunt Continues

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The past three weeks have been a blur. So much has happened I lost track of the time while untangling each events. There are the three shitstorms that have ravaged this country. But the “main acts” have centered on what’s been keeping me busy – or unbusy – for the past weeks: my job – or lack thereof.

I effectively tendered my resignation last October 15. Before that, I consumed all my remaining vacation leaves so I was really holed up in our house for days, like a good fat piggy bum, doing nothing but waste electricity and food.

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September 27, 2009

Disconnect

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I know we’re fortunate enough not to have experienced the wrath of Ondoy yesterday. Our area was not flooded, my family, including my stranded siblings are OK. So I am thankful for that,

But somehow, I feel a tinge of guilt and alienation from the affected ones. I can’t be with them and be one of them. Somehow, my fortune has been others’ misery. I can only symphatize but I think that’s not enough .__.

I hope I can help to the best I can.

Helplessness in Need to Help

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I still don’t know how to give help to the Ondoy victims. I will do more research so I’ll know how to lend my hand.

I still have mixed emotions regarding the typhoon aftermath :/

September 26, 2009

Notes on Ondoy

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* Car insurance companies are drowning (pun intended) on anticipated hundreds of insurance claims.

* Christine Reyes, a local celebrity, is in tears as she relates on national TV her ordeal – she’s trapped atop their roof in Marikina. She gives some touch of showbiz to the raging disaster, but a disaster nonetheless. Ondoy spares no one. :/

* GMA 7 is using stock videos from afternoon’s ordeal. No new videos. Maybe their reporters are also wading in floodwater.

* The rain has stopped. The howling winds have subsided. Emo heavens has stopped crying, now if he will just dry his flood of tears…

* TV footage of stranded people and trapped families are a pain to see >_<

* I am totally helpless when it comes to giving tangible help (donation, volunteer to help). I can only offer my hopes .__. This helplessness won’t happen again in the future. >_<

* Having said that, I am becoming more and more inclined to join cause-oriented/ civil society groups.

* Why did I suddenly want to try applying for a Jollibee mascot/ clown job? @__@

* MMDA and DPWH and DILG and DENR = WTF! Some people are not doing their jobs!

* I suddenly remember my experience wading in floodwater. I was in highschool then when a typhoon poured an ocean onto the streets of BBB (before its roads were “fixed”). I waded in chest-high flood, and I had alipunga and galis as mementos!

* I hope material goods like food, water and blanket can be sent via twitter, email or FB posts :/

* Scenes from the movie The Day After Tomorrow and vids from Hurricane Katrina are flashing before my eyes @_@

* I feel guilty because our area was not engulfed in water.

* I hope someone has an ARK that is in stand-by mode for disasters like this :/

* Flood = this is what we get for not taking care of the environment. And for electing those inept and corrupt officials to the government. This is where our taxes go!

WTF, Ondoy!

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I am thankful that our area and our house were spared from the raging floodwater that are devouring the whole of the NCR and Central Luzon right now. At the same time, I feel for those who are trapped on their roofs, in the top floors of their houses, atop their cars, on trees (holyfuck!) and in the evacuation centers. I really want to help but I have nothing to give and  I can’t get to the ravaged areas. I can only offer my hopes that everyone is OK.

The berserking sky is pacified right now. The rain has stopped and the flood is slowly subsiding (according to news reports). But people still need help. So here are helpful info in case someone might need it.

NDCC hotlines:

911-5061

911-1406

912-5688

Red Cross 143

MMDA 136

Coast Guard 5276136

For donations and help, people can go to the following areas:

1. Fort Bonifacio Gym

2. GHQ Gym in Camp Aguinaldo

3. Balai in Expo Center in Cubao

4. Your local Red Cross centers.

5. NDCC centers

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