Pouring Water on a Drowning Man by Otis Clay

1. Put your iPod (or MP3 player, iTunes, etc.) on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
4. Tag friends who might enjoy doing the note as well as the person you got the note from.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Broken by Norah Jones **okay..

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Sometimes Lovers by America **huh?

Sometimes lovers dont act like they should
And sometimes lovers dont do all they could
Sometimes lovers hide in the cover
Of innocence and blame
I know sometimes we act just the same

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GIRL/GUY?
Come On In My Kitchen by Robert Johnson **what?

Winter time's comin', it's goin' to be slow
You can make the winter, babe, that's dry long so
You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Hummingbird by BB King & John Mayer **now i know.

When I'm feeling wild and lonesome
she knows the words to say
and she gives me a little understanding
in her special way
and I just have to say
in my life I loved a woman
because she's more than I deserve
and she gets me where I live
I'll give all I have to give
I'm talking about that hummingbird

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Revival by Allman Brothers

People can you feel it? love is everywhere.
People can you hear it? love is in the air.
Were in a revolution. dont you know were right.
Everyone is singing. yeah! therell be no one to fight.

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Aquarius by Wolfgang

This is the dawning
of the age of every man
It's the time for all of us
to do the best we can
The world won't get no better
if we don't help her
So now's the time to show
that someone gives a damn

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Money Made by AC/DC

Work work money made,
Champagne life, high on display,
Work work money made

WHAT IS 2+2?
Munting Paraiso by Razorback

Kung nasaan ka sana ay naroon ako
Ang mahalin ka 'yun ang ligaya ko
Dito sa aking puso may munting paraiso
Naghahari pagmamahal at ang pag-ibig mo

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Siouxsie Quatro by Blue Jean Junkies

No need to worry bout lonely hearts
Just make you feel good
From the start

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Fell On Black Days by Soundgarden

Whomsoever Ive cured Ive sickened now
Whomsoever Ive cradled Ive put you down
Im a search light soul they say
But I cant see it in the night
Im only faking when I get it right
Cause I fell on black days

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Soul To Squeeze by Red Hot Chili Peppers

I've got a bad disease
But from my brain is where I bleed.
Insanity it seems
Has got me by my soul to squeeze.

Well all the love from thee
With all the dying trees I scream.
The angels in my dreams (yeah)
Have turned to demons of greed that's mean.

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Barbara Ann by The Beach Boys

Went to a dance looking for romance
Saw Barbara Ann so I thought I'd take a chance
Tried Betty Lou
Tried Peggy Sue
Tried Betty Lou but I knew she wouldn't do
Oh Barbara Ann take my hand

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Hilaw by Bl@h

Sa sampung sinabi mo
Ilan nga ba'ng totoo
Talaga bang tapat kayo
O baka maging lamat kayo

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
My Banyo Song by Payaso

Nanginig, nanghina ang tuhod
Namutla, kulang sa dugo
Bitin na bitin di makontento
Uhaw na uhaw pahingi ng joo*s mo.
Anim na piso lang pampatigas ng tuhod

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Wake Up by Rage Against The Machine

Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never read it
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose
But it can never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Come Back To Bed by John Mayer

Still is the life
Of your room when you're not inside
And all of your things
Tell the sweetest story line

Your tears on these sheets
And your footsteps are down the hall
So tell me what I did
I can't find where the moment went wrong at all

You can be mad in the morning
I'll take back what I said
Just don't leave me alone here
It's cold, baby

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Tush by ZZ Top **how'd ya know? lols

I been bad, I been good,
Dallas, texas, hollywood.
I aint askin for much.
I said, lord, take me downtown,
Im just lookin for some tush.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Always Somewhere by Scorpions

Another morning another place
The only day off is far away
But every city has seen me in the end
And brings me to you again

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Sayaw Sa Bubog by The Jerks

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Layla by Eric Clapton

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Taken Another Man's Place by Aretha Franklin

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Piece of This by P.O.T.

Now I see the sunlight shining through
there's no reason to be blue, but,
now I know I'm going down,
I look all around me and laugh like a clown/no I won't frown.

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Looking For My Baby by Climax Chicago Blues

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Rakenrol Sa Ulan by Juan Dela Cruz

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
The Needle and the Damage Done by Neil Young

I sing the song
because I love the man
I know that some
of you don't understand
Milk-blood
to keep from running out.

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Just Like A Fish by Esther Phillips **taenang yan. haha

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Concept Human by Brain Salad

Could this be our destiny
In this our great regime
With all we've built to look onto
Yet nothings as it seems
We strive each day goal onto goal
As heartless soulless beings
A new religion for the mass
Silencing our dreams

And what have we done
And where have we gone
The concept human
And what have we done
And where have we gone
The concept human

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Six Guns Loaded by Steel Dragon

Our body's carved in stone in my mind
I see your pony tail from behind
I see the sweat that you and I create
I'm feelin' heaven cuz you're feelin' great

I'm overdue
Gotta shoot you

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Pouring Water on a Drowning Man by Otis Clay

You warm me with your kissing
Then you leave me in the cold
How can I know your wishes
Wanna hear you tell me

When I never been told, alright

I cried in mercy, baby
Just try to understand
You're pouring water

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25 Random Things

25 random things

Rules: As most of you already know, once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you. I am joining the bandwagon this time since I am already dressed and pinned with a couple of tags. Brace yourselves, people. I am sticking a straw on my privacy jar lid. 

1. My boyfriend and I don’t have a monthsary, anniversary or whatever-sary that typical couples have. We’re not even sure if we’re a couple. He calls me his bestfriend and I call him my enemy. Kidding, we’re more like bestfriends than lovers actually (trust me; my friends know the whole story). LoverS? Then again maybe not.

2. My previous boyfriends were very meticulous with such ideological form of lovers’ festive though. I am the corny girlfriend when the need arises. I make sure the monthsary gift is customized and filled with cheesy-inclined lines. Each gift should have the date etched on it, but on an artistic manner. Like 12, on side view is a cross and two individuals who are kneeling. Translation: let’s pray for our relationship. And 4, when placed in front of a mirror is an arrow. It meant the relationship has direction. Call me corny to the nth level. =p

3. Atom Araullo makes me smile, but my fervor towards him is not that of the stalker type just yet. Maybe it’d only be then when I’d finally get to meet him. Am I weird or what?

4. When I was a freshman in college, I asked my friend Ileen for a copy of Atom’s campaign poster and posted it in my room in Malaybalay. I also watch his shows on a weekly basis, and oogle over the television when he reports something on TV Patrol. Hey, that ain’t stalking! Haha.

5. The Holiday is the only movie that gives me chills, makes me shriek, and blush, smile with sparkling eyes all at the same time every time it’s aired on HBO. Not because Jude Law is in the movie but because I have this mushy (and somehow slightly kinky) part inside me that’s being triggered whenever I see him on tv.

6. I get paranoid when my friends do not reply to my messages. I’d immediately think something is wrong and I become very annoying.

7. I used to drink a lot—in parties and run-overs—name the place, I’m there. I am not the choosy type when it comes to alcohol inasmuch as I adore diversity among humans. But after leaving Bukidnon, all that have changed. I no longer go to parties (since there ain’t any and whenever I’m invited I prefer working) and run-overs (since my new environment are not the spontaneous-get-together kind of people). It’s all good though. I kinda love saving my liver, you know.

8. Oh, yes, I love spontaneity.

9. In connection with 7, I no longer drink a lot since I no longer have the peer pressure of the lifestyle I used to have. Besides, my boyfriend (or bestfriend) is my exact opposite—similar to Bro Bot’s ideal relationship (he’s the first person who tagged me)—our personality compliment each other. He tightens me up with my “used” lifestyle while I loosen his stiff, strict attitude (and lifestyle). So yeah, sometimes, he allows me to go out with my friends to have a few drinks and there were days where he’d buy himself a drink too. Just recently, he has learned to completely loosen up and not stalk me the whole time when I’m with my brothers and sisters in the Order. Talk about improvement baby.

10. I always wanted to have a pet, something that’s more challenging than having a goldfish or a virtual pet in facebook.

11. I love to travel. I am melancholic because of that passion.

12. I am a loud and bubbly person. I love to make other people laugh, though I admit most of my jokes and hits aren’t that convincing but I’m still trying my hardest.

13. I would trade poise just to see my friends happy. Make me your jester.

14. Reputation is a huge thing for me. It runs with the blood. I lived a life revolving around the whirlwind of politics and the limelight. To speak in front of a colossal crowd is common to me, or to perform on stage extemporaneously is just like tossing a coin—not having to know whether the presentation will work or not, you’ll just have to go for it. I was trained to love surprises—that includes the negative ones.

15. The family of my father’s side has a wall with pictures of beauty queens within the family. That wall includes my grandmother’s frame on it. While my mother’s side has produced four beauty queens too. We’re still counting.

16. I am a simple person with big dreams. I dream big not for my own benefit but for my family (my dad, my mom, my 3 younger sisters and my 2 brothers are my everything), my relatives and for the nomads I met in the mountains. When the time comes that I have already provided my family their needs and has given financial aide to my relatives who call for it the most, I will devote my time and effort to at least make the underprivileged individuals feel that they are loved. My only gain on this dream is self-fulfillment—I’m still holding on to that dream.

17. If I were a politician or a law-maker, I would pass bills that are for the people. Perhaps create jobs that promote a self-sufficient environment. I believe that Filipinos settle only for what they need, those who are otherwise are sick. The kind of needs I’m referring to won’t require much financial assistance, so why not push through with it? I wonder what’s taking them long.

18. I am not a good person; at least I think I am and I’m trying—really, really hard.

19. I love to ponder on events and trivias and never-ending taglines like “why did the chicken cross the road? And I love reminiscing good old memories. Also, I love questioning the existence of love and marriage. I also like questioning my boyfriend why he’s not smiling. I love repeating conversations that transcribed five minutes ago. I am person full of confusion. I love getting answers.

20. I don’t dress like anybody. I put on what’s available. I remember wearing just large t-shirt and a belt going to school. So to those who question why I’m dressed this way or that way, it’s just because I feel like it—or it’s the only thing in there. But of course, there are times when I dress accordingly. You know what I mean.

21. I get easily overwhelmed. A simple act of kindness, a fake smile, a tasty or not-so-tasty food, an artistic or creative or innovative tv ad, a scripted documentary on the children of payatas, a song, a poem, an invitation for a cup of coffee, a tap on the back, a kiss on the forehead, a text message saying “hi.”, a positive or neutral feedback on a project, a 2-second glance, left-over food in a buffet, one shot of beer or tanduay given by a drunk and alcoholic friend, a forwarded email, a new president, a group message, a good ol’ classic movie, an invitation to become a contact, a candy, a cold hug ahh, a lot of other stuff that would take me days if I mention everything. All these give me extreme and absolute happiness. Once I get overwhelmed, I’d repeatedly say “thank you” or smile and blush for hours (days even). I love everyone and everything. =)

22. Beeping number 21, my birth day, I am overwhelmed with this “25 Random Things” thingy. I barely noticed that I’ve written a lot already. Ugh, I love writing. Though I know I’m not a good writer. Yes, you need not to remind me.

23. P.R. is my thing. I think amongst all the skills and capabilities and talents or whatever you want to call it that I have, or I have acquired over the years; P.R. is the only skill I believe I have mastered. Lahrd jezas!

24. I adore a lot of people. Trust me. I can talk all about them for a whole day until you feel irritated with my blah, blah, blah.

25. Most of my friends who have 25RT’s emphasized God on the 25th. So here goes mine, I love God. I know deep in my heart I do and He’s with me. A lot of people—those who are in all honesty religious and faithful or those who are just posers (sorry, I really do think there are people who fervently go to church and join prayer meetings but they don’t really have faith within)—may persecute me, but that doesn’t mean you are better than me. I know who I am. *winks*

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Achieve Ü Now(?)

Oh really? Okay.. So this will be my serious blog post for the year-starter’s sake. I promise this won’t be a plain “Hi.” Alright alright, here it goes. I was scouring the pages of my journal blog when I realized that I made a post that needs to be deleted if I still have a little sanity left inside me.

My latest post, by the way, is about my little black book—which is popularly known as Diary—and how my boyfriend learned about it recently. I was seriously dead on the fact that I have nothing to write on my blog that my fingers encoded such a lame entry. Oh come on, the probability of him finding out that I wrote something in my journal is 99 to 1. Maybe it was just a sudden impulse of a blonde moment or something but I did, I posted it—and yes, he found it and read it.

So I was like, “please don’t read it.. please” when he answered, “why post it if you don’t want me to read it?” Yeah, among the two of us—he’s the link while I am the one who’s missing. He does not experience “blonde moments” compared to my sort-of everyday tantrums in that kind of mental disease. My ged, what has happened to me? Where did I place my veil of knowledge? Crap. Come on brain cells, help me.

As expected, a long pause commenced between the two of us after that shallow argument. All the while, I was looking at the screen of his laptop. I was attentive to what he’s doing—will he react on what I’ve written? Will he make me delete that entry? I dunno. My mind was on a sprint. Luckily, he never clicked on the bookmark that states: Shaninay’s Journal. Bingo! Of course the moment I left, he immediately browsed over my site. Oh my, I am not making any sense on this post. Change course. Blag!

Happiness. Achieve Happiness Now. What? Like to the Fcuk? I didn’t know happiness has standards or methods or a framework for that matter to be followed. I was really, really itching to click on the google ad when I realized that clicking it won’t make any sense thus it will only make the advertiser happy. Who would have thought that an advertiser can assess one’s emotions and help somebody achieve happiness? Ahh, even the impossible is introduced on ads. 

Oh, I’m sorry if I’m being pathetic. You should know how I feel by now.

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I'd Like To Write Something

But not having to write here for several months makes me cry.

Worse, there's nothing more to read but a "Hi."

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A Feline and the Women in Littered Who-Ville

I just watched Dr. Seuss movie. Yep, that movie with Horton and the Mayor of Who Land. Staring ata plant here in the apartment's terrace made me oogle on a different view. The other room's terrace--littered with bottles of beer, plastic wrappers and empty bottles of mineral water. How come they don't even clean their place? Are they raising a "Who-ville" in their space too (just like that of Horton's. Yes, I am being sarcastic.)

For quite a few nights, there's this cat that annoyingly inhabits the terrace. It sleeps there while I am asleep and good graciously awakens when it hears the television. Then one day, I woke up with cat's sh*t on the floor. sucks! It seemed like the cat resides in this place. Why won't the cat piss the "messy" terrace instead? Our terrace by the way, is clean and well furnished. I clean it well and see to it that it is ready for visiting friends. For their comfort. And this cat, this silly white cat is trying to ruin my urge for hospitality.Obssesive Compulsive--most of my friends tell me I have this kind of "positive disease." Positive in the sense that I clean our place thrice a day or so. I just hate it when I find scatttered bits of papers or dust or the dishes not washed. So allow me to take you back to the other room and the annoying cat. What difference do they have? They are messy yet they stay. Okay, let me rephrase that, what are their similarities? They are messy. A feline and a homo sapien (a bundle of them) who can sleep with a pile of dirt.

I hate to judge but I can no longer take the agony of pretending to be fine having their mess build up just a few meters away from my lovely terrace. Educated as I am, I will not nag and scream at their faces (like how I scared the cat away) and make them understand that as women living in a tidy building, they should consider the fact that people may get sick with their intolerance. They are women, may I please repeat that. And as for the cat, may she or he or it flock with its kind--the messy group. There, since I cannot scream on their faces, I'll jsut hope that they read this post. That's if, they still have the time to read a blog inasmuch as they apparently do not have the time to clean their place. Ughh..

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Kung Taga Malaybalay Gyud Ka

And so they say this is the ultimate test to prove that a person is from Malaybalay or has the blood of a true Taga-Bukid nga Taga Syudad It was Wian, my fellow member of the Masonic family who sent this to me via Friendster's messaging system. I got so amazed with the facts and trivias in the message that I saved it and forwarded to most of my contacts. In the most concise sense of realization, I am proud to say that I know almost all of the stuff in this message and so therefore, Taga-Malaybalay jud ko. Enjoy!

(Note: Only a Bisaya may be able to comprehend such post.)
Date: 10/28/2006 12:33 pm

If 100% ka nga taga malaybalay read this!

1.If kabalo ka nga after 8pm, tag-20
pesos na
ang plete sa rela... Dayn dili ka
makiglalis sa
driver kung singlun kag treinta pesos sa
areas
BLISS and Landing. Ug if kabalo
nga ang
plete sa Heights ug Casisang Highway,
madala ra
25 pag lapas nas alas-ocho.

2.If nakatilaw na kag chicken neck sa
Centro Folk
House. Ug gatagdon ka ni Tatay Loloy,
yeah, taga
Malaybalay na ka! pero kung gi-besobeso
ka ni
Tatay Loloy, sure jud siya taga
Malaybalay ka!

3.Na-memorize na gani nimo ang
repertoire ni
Cris Pimentel sa Centro or anywhere siya
mag-perform, certified taga-Malaybalay
ka.

4.Taga-Malaybalay jud ka if kabalo ka
unsa'y
pasabot sa Truelove S. Agoy-oy.

5.If di ka magreklamo sa beloved
Rancheros
bowling lane...Ang taga-Malaybalay
nakadawat nas
kamatuoran, na-inlove paman gain sa
Lane 1 and
Lane 2.

6.Katuod ka asa ang Woodstock,
nakasaka ka na
sa
Tabios Tower ug Lumayagan ug
nakaligo/naka-
tabok
naka sa Sawaga.

7.Kung kabalo ka kinsa na si Doc Boy. Ug
dili ka
gaadto sa hospitals para mangita sa iya.
Kay
kabalo man ka nga tua na siya sa City
Hall.

8.Basta na'y ask if FM ba, wala'y lain FM
sa
Malaybalay. And you know it's Q106. Ug
kaila pud
dayn ka kang DJ Marie. Kung wala ka
kaila sa iya,
dayo ka.

9.Dili na gani ka makurat anang sexy nga
babae sa
Petron nga manguhit, mangayog piso,
taga
Malaybalay jud ka. Labi nag di ka
magtutuka sa
iya, kay naanad na ka.

10.Basta katuod ka aha mang-ukay ug
nice nga
shoes, nice nga clothes, nice na
bags...nah! Taga
Malaybalay jud ka! Dayn di naka tultulan
asa dapit
ang signature na mga ukay-ukay.

11.Kabalo ka unsa'y meaning sa
Kalasungay
kumbo.
Ug kabalo na pud ka nga dili magtaka
mag-mention
ana. Kay kabalo naman nga mapangag,
mabungi
ug
mabali-an ang magpataka ug storya'g
Kalasungay
kumbo. Labi na ug naa within hearing
distance ang
naghimo aning "facts about
Malaybalay - AKO!

12.Kung katuod ka sa new location sa
MATI, taga
Malaybalay ka.

13.Kabalo gani ka aha ang pinakabarato
ug
pinakalami nga barbecues... di na ka
puwede ilaron
sa uban kay Canto Dos ra jud.

14.Kung knows na ka nga ang Belyca
badminton
center na, tapos ang Faro kay Novo na.

15.Kung wala kay nasabtan sa aning
tanan, hoy, di
ka taga-Malaybalay

16.kung wa ka kaila ni BUDO

17.kung wa ka kaila kun kinsay nang
tawhana
hilig muhikap sa mga ligid ug
manilap.kinsa man
daw bi?

18.kung wala nimo na miss ang pinaka
lami nga
pizza sa sunflower

19.kung wa kay nasabtan----di ka tga
malaybalay

20. kung mahilig ka musulti og 'BAI'..
pareha sa samok kay bai, yawa kay bai,
kaulit kay bai.. tga malaybalay jud ka

21. kung mahilig kag redhorse. sure na

22. kinsa man c tonton bi..? shake that
thing

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Hail 'Ka Bel'

Okay, I am a very emotional and sensitive person. I easily cry (well, lately..it started during my sophomore year in college) and I am always moved by inspiring stories and documentaries and other sorts of the like. I tell you, movies always make me cry. That's why my date always has the advantage inside the movie house because I would definitely need a shoulder to lean on and a hanky to borrow for I hate bringing bags or pouches (but please, don't date me 'coz am not a fan of such). Alright, then yesterday morning my housemate bought a newspaper. He always grabs one each morning for him to keep on track of current events, for his blog's sake.



To my surprise, the frontpage made me burst into tears. The news about Ka Bel, the congressman representing ANAKPAWIS, who died falling from his bungalow's rooftop crushed my world apart. Realizing the fact that he lived in a low class house even when I know for a fact that he could afford buying a condo unit in the metropolis was very painful. Well, that is if he opened doors for the mainstream culprits in the government to swallow his pride. Then all the rants of the Meralco and the Government preceded on the other pages. Then I turned on the television and the news was about Gloria Arroyo's wealth which skyrocketed this year compared to last year. And opposite to that of Ka Bel's net worth and list of assets, Madam GMA's were talking millions.

It hurts me think that implicitly, it was because Ka Bel, despite his age, managed to fix their roof that led to his death. If only he lived in a well furnished place and a carpenter was there to fix what he had to fix, then maybe we still had a hero in this doomed country. Maybe a tear never would have flown in sadness. Maybe it would have been tears of joy for learning that in a society filled with materialistic desires, there was a person who remained dignified.. a simple man who made massive and magnificent changes to a country I call Philippines.

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