December 27th, 2007 by Remcyl

Yes, it might sound like a wishlist entry, but it really isn’t.

I’ve long been wanting to blog about what I did for Christmas but it was only yesterday that I was able to transfer the pictures through bluetooth from my boyfriend’s phone. Now that I did, I can share them to you with no need for imagination.

Chris was on the hunt for good shoes so we decided to start there.

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December 26th, 2007 by Remcyl

This is not a paid entry to review the movie so expect raw and real opinions.

Yes, today is Christmas day and also the day Metro Manila Film Festival entries show on movie houses nationwide! Chris and I decided to watch one of our most awaited entry, Sakal, Sakali, Saklolo. We ordered some delicious carbonara from Shakey’s and some McFloat at, where else… McDonalds. The theaters were packed with people. All were in line for their movie picks and good thing, our choice wasn’t a standing house yet. By the time we got there, which was probably 11-ish, almost all the seats were taken. We found ourselves in between a couple and 2 children who kept on talking to those in front of them constantly blabbering. Augh! Totally annoying!

The first one was a huge success which gives the filmmakers a bigger pressure this time around I suppose. As I have watched most of its trailers during commercials, I know that family values is one of the movie’s pride which others didn’t focus on in a comedic way.

All the cast were back and none of them were kicked off as well which is great since it created this sort of connection and understanding between the viewers and the characters.

The movie, just like in the first one, separated each collection of scenes into three which are the three words in the movie title. They have perfected this by not abruptly shifting into settings just so they could relate it to the title. Now, being pro-pinoy (I remembered my best friend hating the term pinoy for no reason at all) and all, I wish that they could’ve just chosen to showcase the Philippines’ pride locations rather than traveling to Barcelona. I swear to God, all the movie addicts were at complete cloud 9 watching all the pigeons, ginormous ice creams, famous landmarks of Barcelona. I mean, the natural wonders of our country remains blatant to all, but I’m pretty sure there’s more that the locals hasn’t seen and is waiting to be seen.

My favorite actor in the movie (or in any film for that matter) would have to be Ms. Gina Pareno. Not only does she play her role well (magnifecently I believe), but if you look closely, her tears are clumping and releases on the exact time they are needed to fall which to me is rare (so far, only Jackilyn Jose and Ms. Pareno are the only ones I know who can do that).

JA Santos and her hubby Ryan Agoncillo on the other hand oozes with chemistry and is justified in almost every scene. They both show maturity on this movie now that they have a kid at hand. Like every marriage, they too were tested with the usual  temptations of the opposite sex, but eventually grew out of them.

All in all, the movie is a must-see for every family who is looking for that great time together. The kids would surely love and easily relate to it, while the parents can learn a thing or two as well.

5 out of 5 stars Mr. Jose Javier Reyes!

Over and Out!

December 24th, 2007 by Remcyl

Over and Out!

December 23rd, 2007 by Remcyl

Yes, this might be true unless I get to borrow my grandmother’s Olympus digital camera every single time I go out.

In case you haven’t been updated yet, I just sold my 5-month old phone to a very good friend of mine, Aaron Bauzon. Augh! I can’t believe it either, but here I am, fixing the box, manuals, CD’s, and headsets. As in the whole package is ready for departure. Haha, just kidding.

With the money that I’d be getting out of this, I plan to buy a brand new phone early next year, the SE K850i. Since that isn’t of much importance and it can wait anyways, I plan to do something with some of the amount which I’d be blogging about as soon as I accomplish it.

So how in the world will Dagupan’s infamous bisexual post pictures on the site now? I too have no idea. Until a rich socialite like Paris Hilton visits Dagupan and decides to give a camera giveaway, not much photo updates would happen here (the thought scares me to death!).

But it’s all worth it I tell you. You’ll soon know why.

Now if you give me a moment, I’ll be playing with my calculator for now and pretend I’m texting.

Over  and Out!

December 23rd, 2007 by Remcyl

Well, I could only hope not! But her new song is the hotness I tell you! I’ve been singing it all day (and dancing to it privately as I shower).

Anyhoo, the real title of this post is not Remcyl Spears but Remcyl’s pierced. Haha Just a little joke no one’s supposed to laugh at.

I’ve been toying with the thought of getting my tongue pierced for the past few days and I finally did it! My ass isn’t a virgin, my nose isn’t a virgin, and oh my gawsh even my tongue’s not a virgin anymore.

Watch this painful yet gratifying experience. I swear to God now you know how I look like when I give heads. But to be honest, the pain wasn’t as bad as I expected it to be. I barely felt it, but post-piercing, let’s just say the only amount of food intake I’ve been having since last night was about 6 spoons per meal (and each spoon isn’t even half full).

Video after the jump!

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December 22nd, 2007 by Remcyl

Don’t worry, this ain’t an entry about the movie Click for this has long been shown in theaters worldwide.

I woke up and opened my boob tube and as I browsed through the channels, this happened to be the one showing.

I remember the first time I watched this movie. I was really hesitant being the lead role played by Adam Sandler who happens to be my not-so fave actor/comedian. But despite the hesitation, I gave it a shot.

The movie revolved around a universal remote with a unique capability of doing its features in real life such as rewind, fast forward, slo mo, pause, or stop. But it goes deeper than that and I need not reiterate the deeper story.

As I watched the movie, it dawned on me that the scene that made me cry the first time around was about to happen. The scene I’m referring to was the part Adam Sandler finds out that his father has passed away, and this was revealed to him by his now successful son. As much as he wanted to go back to the part of his life where his father died, it wasn’t possible due to the fact that he wasn’t there during that moment. Only the last time he saw him was his only shot of knowing how his relationship with him ended.

Inevitably, water was down my eyes and before you could hush me to tears, I was literally wiping the now flooded cheeks on my face.

If given the power to go back to the times we wish we could undo our mistakes and wrong doings, I for one wouldn’t bite into it. It ruins the entire concept of this gift we call life, which is about challenges and learning from the mistakes out of these challenges.

But more than that, I had my family in mind. The family that I once knew like the hairs at the back of my neck now seems so blurry. Everyone seems to be sugar-coating things to make it seem complete and pretending it’s unbroken. This isn’t the life I once lived. It all seems like a big lie to me.

My mother doesn’t know who I am anymore. She can’t even give me the chance to show her half of the man I’ve become over the past year. That I have developed so well in terms of how I deal with things specifically with my studies. Judgments left and right faces me every single time we meet and I must admit I for one am unworthy of it. I remember one specific incident.

My brother works in the same hospital she works in. In the area where my brother is assigned, one of the staffs hates my brother to death for having the benefits he has received after being newly appointed in the position. The mean lady accused my brother of stealing Php100 from their account when all the while, she placed it in a book to make it seem stolen.

My mom was crying with anger to my father telling him how well he knows his son and how he raised him. My mom even told me separately, “Do you know why I know your brother didn’t steal the money? Because when all of you were still young and he commits a mistake, he just keeps quiet. But if he is not guilty of anything, he defends himself and fights for it. I did not raise a thief!”

I on the other hand was bursting with anger deep inside.

How could she do this to me? How could she know my brother that well and not know me the same way? How could she not trust me that I am in a mature and fruitful relationship? How could she not accept the fact that all the while, she raised a gay child who views homosexuality more than just sex? How could she?

My father. My father who constantly wants our family to be at home always, eat dinner together, and spend quality time together. Together? There is no together. The moment I’ve learned that my dad is in a secret relationship with someone else (God knows if another child is present) ended what used to be my family. It’s broken, and yet everyone seems to be okay with it. I’m not, or will I ever be.

If we do spend the nights together complete, eat at the dining table for every meal, and spend happy times wherever the location might be, then we are living a lie. For we are just fooling ourselves that a family (with the true definition of the word) exists.

So much drama for each child to go through? Yes. But I wouldn’t change it for anything.

Would I’ve end up in the position I am in right now if it wasn’t for the kind of life I was given? Certainly not!

I wouldn’t go back for any of them. I would’ve never wished for my dad to be contented with us, his one true family. I would’ve never wished for my mom to accept my sexuality and my relationship with Chris the moment I came out to her. I would never wish to not have committed the mistakes I did. Never! And no one should!

I have decided. It is irrevocable. I decided not to live in the lie my siblings breathe everyday for I could never deny what’s in front of me. If there was one thing this movie, or life in general has taught me, is to never plan for what the future may be. We never were and never will be in the position to do so. All we can do, is make the best decision in a given situation. Who cares if we make bad choices. The thing is, we made them, and there’s no turning back.

The life I choose to live holds truth. When will you?

Over and Out!

December 20th, 2007 by Remcyl

Okay, I know I promised you guys for an update on the Mr. and Ms. Nursing pageant but turns out, it happened on the first night which just happens to be the day I decided to rest for the night. Only the president of our class if I’m not mistaken was the only viewer that night and his camera phone quality might have been bad from wherever he was sitting so I didn’t bother asking him to get some photos.

The stalls were starting to be packed with people and the hepa virus was never this accessible to students (wink!). With absolutely nothing to do around the campus, you can’t help but look around and wait for the next big scandal such as those singing on the karaoke machine. The last day of the Nurse’s week started with what supposed to be was the checking of attendance in the morning around 9:30AM. But as soon as I arrived, people told me that there is no checking after all and that all attendance would be checked in the afternoon at the acquaintance party. Augh! Talk about a waste of wardrobe! So I was off to prepare myself for the party and to prep up Cherry for her new found look. I was quite nervous and excited I don’t know why. It’s definitely not because of the party that’s for sure. I was never into the whole going-to-school-for-a-certain-event type of student. It works for some, but until our school is big enough and fabulous enough to hold ginormous parties worth visiting, I’d rather stay home and eat over America’s next top model. Maybe my shakes are for Cherry. It’s her first time to dress for an occasion. I remember her telling me about how she didn’t go to her JS Prom just because of the fact that she doesn’t wear gowns or any girly outfit for that matter. This emancipation thing for her is huge, and being her hair and make-up guy, it’s crucial that I have to make it work, otherwise, she’d consider the whole idea as a bad one.

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December 18th, 2007 by Remcyl

The debate between me and my mom about whether or not gay people are born or made has been going on for like forever already. I side with the former as she rants about the latter. But there really is no point in this unending conversations since I have already concluded on my sexuality.

I have watched this documentary weeks ago. I keep on forgetting to blog about it since nothing seems to remind me to do so. So here it goes.

The documentary was conducted by Ms. Karen Davila who I believe, delivered the concept fairly.

She showcased specifically the lives taken by two 11-year old boys who happens to be gay at such a young age. I can’t find a video on Youtube to at least show you what it was like so you just have to picture each description.

Kenneth, the gay boy who is blatantly showing off his gayness to his entire family, is accepted with his feminine traits and lifestyle. He puts on powder, eyeliner, and lipstick every time he goes to school and isn’t hesitant to do so. Though teachers instruct him to know his limits, he is free to do almost anything. In his free time, he hangs out with his peers ages 7-11, who are gay as well.

One of which, we will name Michael (I have no trace of his real identity), has a different story to that of Kenneth. Though Michael is as blatant as his peers in school or during play, the restrictions of his sexuality are tight in his home. There, you will see no sign of his gayness. No swaying of hips, effeminate movements, putting of make-up, and the likes. When caught, he is punished severely both by his mother and father. His mother aspires to change his ways for she finds homosexuality unacceptable both to her and society. She wants what’s best and safe for him, and she believes Michael could only achieve that by facing away from such lifestyle. She fears for the criticism her son is to hear, and that is one thing she isn’t ready for.

Ms. Davila asked Michael on what he wishes for. He replied with tears in his eyes that he wishes for his family to be able to accept his sexuality despite of what society has to say. When asked of its importance, he said that it’s important for him to be accepted by those who love him, specifically his family.

A simple wish, from a simple kid.

Why is it so difficult for people to understand that all we want is to enjoy life and be happy just like everyone else? Something so simple, I can’t, up to this day, understand why society can’t give this to us that they have to say emotionally-scarring criticisms and derogatory remarks.

A gay kid, I believe, was born gay, will live everyday as a gay person, and will die gay no matter how much anyone tries to mold him otherwise. It’s like asking a zebra to get rid of his stripes; a giraffe to surgically shorten its neck; or a cheetah to give up its speed. The possibility of it my friends, is next to impossible.

BEING GAY ISN’T ALL ABOUT SEX! Couldn’t anyone believe for once, that maybe, just maybe, a relationship just like anyone else’s, is possible and is in fact currently existing. We too have emotions waiting to be shared to that someone special who longs for the same thing. The longing for that one person you wish to wake up every single morning for the rest of your life. So let us be.

My intention of writing this entry is quite simple, acceptance. And I will not stop putting my heart into these kinds of writing till I get it. For I believe, that everyone, gay or straight, is entitled to such priceless privilege.

Over and Out!

December 17th, 2007 by Remcyl

A short-lived moment…

This is probably the shortest duty in a hospital I would ever be in. To sum it all up: boring and completely no exposure to any new cases whatsoever. Also known as, the duty of camwhoring!

Nurse’s Week Day 1…

So basically for this week, we celebrate the course that everyone seems to be grabbing, Nursing.

On the bright side, no duties whatsoever which means rest for most of us. This is the only time of the year that we get to rest without having to think of anything nursing related. The sad part, we still have to attend the three days of this celebration which turns out to be their golden anniversary… No sign of gold anywhere. All I saw were blue metallic papers, that’s it!

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December 15th, 2007 by Remcyl

The world is now ready for gay domination!

After a spam email ruining my chances of ever recovering my site back, I am now ready to face the world wiser. Why in the world did I even reply to that spam when it’s SPAM! Stupidity I tell you, stupidity.

Anyways, gone are the days of grieving, it’s time to move on and start blogging my great new ideas.

Badingako.com would like to thank the proud owner of mayonvolcano (my brother’s site) for giving me this site for free with all the bells and whistles. My punishment, unlimited blogging for him till this site expires. It’s fine by me. A 250-word composition is within my range of patience so it will do. Besides, it’s like hitting two (or maybe three) birds with one stone. I get to have a site by blogging, and I also get to sharpen my English writing skills.

So what to expect now that we’re official? Total gayness I tell you. But all rated PG-18 so my site would still be child-friendly. The usual delectable edibles, traveling entries, gadgets, everyday living, rants on anything under the sun, the list is endless I tell you.

Now would be a great time to start linking me up. Gay or straight, we denounce discrimination here. All of you are welcome.

Over and Out!