Showing posts with label Kwentong Barbero. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kwentong Barbero. Show all posts

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Silver Anniversary


(1987-2012) Our course Bachelor in Transportation Management celebrated our 25th year yesterday. Hooray for the silver year! Alumni gather with the whole BTM (from first to fourth year) and some of the masterminds of our course are there like Zenaida Cruz PHD and Engr. Nabor Gaviola at Sir Boy's Food Republique. It's a fun informal day where there are talks, dance, foods and more. The event start at noon and I am not late! (Congratulate me! Haha) It's more of bonding time though I'm expecting of a lot of talks from alumni like how are they now, that happened to them, etc.

BTM Reunion aka Funny friends picture taking day. Hahaha :)))))










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Monday, September 24, 2012

Twin's debut



The creative and colorful invitation
Stunning twins
 I got my invitation last week to this party which is in all honesty excites me because of it's cute and literally colorful invitation. It's a bit late when I got my invitation but since the first week of September, we've been talking about this debut. I went with my best friends Ricky and Chelsi - and we're late! Yunno, "Better late than never." (Strike 2 after the PICC convention. Haha!) So there, the event start. What I like about this event is that it's not the formal debut but it has the touch of the old tradition. In exchange of 18 roses, they made it 18 chocolates, 18 candles are 18 bags and 18 treasures are 18 dresses. Oh 'di ba? Ang bongga! Hahaha. The food is great too, but what I really really like are the desserts home-made by their mom. Desserts are heaven! :))) Also, it's amazing that I've seen the twins grew into beautiful, talented, awesome and God-fearing women. So now you know why they were so blessed, it's because of the last two words before this sentence. Hope they'll stay the same as time goes by. Aside from them who are the stars of the  night, friends are everywhere! It's like a mini High school reunion, it's really fun seeing old friends.

The whole gang! HS friends :)))


Funny faces!
We went home late at night, drove with fun and with Ricky's brother, we went home safely. Thank God! I stayed at Chelsi's house but the happiness continue as we skype with Ricky like we're not together before that minute. Lots of laugh, etc. We invade the night, slept at AM and late at Monday class on school. It's okay to bunk a few class, this is life. Life is fun!

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Monday, March 5, 2012

Kwentong tren


Hindi ako yung isa sa mga taong araw-araw humahabol at nakikipagsiksikan sa tren para makarating sa paroroonan. Minsan lang ako sumakay. Parang pag-inom ko ng alak, occasionally lang. Kaya sa tuwing sumasakay ako, may mga realidad pa rin akong nakikita na wala akong magawa kundi tawanan na lang. Pero para maiba, ibabahagi ko yun sa inyo ngayon.

Huwebes ng hapon, peak hour. Ibig sabihin madaming pasahero at rush mode lahat ng tao. Parang palaging may hinahabol na deadline. Bumili ako ng ticket. "Isa po, Monumento." P15 pa din ang presyo, swerte. Pagkabili ko pumasok na ko sa loob tapos. Doon ako pumila sa women's lane. Dati kasi sinubukan kong sumakay sa gitna ng walang ibang kasama. Bukod sa masikip, mga lalaki ang kasiksikan mo. Iba na. At yung iba may iba ring ginagawa, akala nila kwarto yung tren. (Tama yung iniisip mo, natutulog sila sa tren! HAHA) Ilang minuto lang dumating din yung tren. Maraming bumababa kaya stop muna lahat ng sasakay bukod sa isang babaeng "nagmamadali" daw. Ganito ang eksena, may isa pang babaeng mapagbigay na pinauna muna yung mga bababa. Para na rin maayos ang sistema. Pero siguro dala na din ng hindi mapigil na emosyon, nagsalita yung babaeng mapabigay (tatawagin natin siyang babaeng m para hindi masyado komplikado). Hindi ko na matandaan yung iba pa niyang sinabi basta ang alam ko nagkasagutan sila ni babaeng n (nagmamadali). Dahil nagmamadali daw 'tong si babaeng n sabi ni babaeng m. Mas bata yung nagsimula ng gulo, imbis kasi na intindihin niya yung pagsasabi sa kanya, minasama niya 'to. Palagay ko naman nasa tamang edad na siya para maintindihan ang nangyayari. Kaso wala siyang disiplina. Nakatabi ko yung babae sa pagtayo namin sa tren. Hindi pa rin siya nagpapapigil at patuloy na nagbubuhos ng galit dun sa kasama niya. Kesyo lahat naman daw nagmamadali at porket hindi raw agad nakasakay yung si babaeng m e kung ano-ano ang pinagsasabi bla blah blah. Ang sakit sa tenga. Pati na rin sa puso.

Paano kaya kung araw-araw may ganito rin akong kwentong naririnig? Araw-araw kasi iba-iba ang kwento sa tren, ayon na rin sa isa kong kakilalang araw-araw sumasakay dito. Siguro magiging manhid na lang ako sa mga ganitong sitwasyon. Baka akalain ko pang normal na lang 'to. Sana sa paggamit natin ng transportasyon, sumakay tayo dahil kailangan natin 'to. Huwag na tayong mag-ipon ng non sense experiences. Kasi nga non sense, wala yung kwenta. Wala yung magagawa para mabago ang sistema. At wag tayong maging manhid at magbulag-bulagan. Dahil sa realidad, totoong madaming ganitong bagay at pangyayari. Inaamin ko, wala kong nagawa nung mga panahong yun. Hindi ako nakaisip ng makapangyarihang salita para mapatameme si babaeng n. At sana, kung susubukan nating umawat sa mga ganitong uri ng sitwasyon, isipin muna nating mabuti ang pinakamabisang salita na pwede nating bitawan.

Monumento station na, wala pa rin akong nagawa... bukod sa maibahagi ito.

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Monday, March 21, 2011

Entrance exam sequel

Nakaraos rin sa dalawang talagang hinihintay ko na resulta.

Pumasa ko sa Bulacan State University (BSU). Napa-yes ako nun! Pero syempre sa isip lang. March 14, 2011 daw lumabas ang resulta pero tatlong araw na 'kong naghintay sa Internet hanggang sa hindi na ko nakatiis pa. Huwebes, nagpunta ko ng Malolos. Naikwento ko na 'to e, dito. Paulit-ulit ba? Hahaha. Ang sarap lang talaga ng pakiramdam pumasa.

Kahapon naman nag-online ako pagkagaling sa simbahan. Lunes daw lalabas ang resulta ng exam ko sa PUP, March 21, 2011. Pero dahil makulit ako at hindi ako marunong sumunod, nag-online ako. Tinignan ko ang nasabing website at *boooooom*. Kinabahan ako ng bongga. "Hala! Linggo pa lang. Bakit may resulta na?" Pagka-type ko ng pangalan ko, lumabas. Pero hindi ko kaagad naintindihan. Pinangunahan yata ko ng kaba. Akala ko wala na. Nung medyo kalmado na 'ko, tsaka ko naintindihan. Sh*t! Pasado ko! Napaiyak pa nga ako e, promise! Kung kelan ako tumanda tsaka ko naging iyakin. Ayun, sa awa ng Diyos, nakapasa ko. Super thanks! :) Hindi talaga ko makapaniwala e.

Tapos na ang mga entrance exam. College na ba 'ko? Ilang linggo na lang, graduation na. Waaah! *panic*

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Saturday, March 12, 2011

Signing Off

"If you're aware of what the 2012 has just shut up!"
Hahahaha. :)) CT Wall post from a friend on Facebook. Wala lang. Wala 'kong ma-post, I'm out of the blue. Super busy kasi nung mga nakaraang araw. Madaming pagod. Ngayon lang ako medyo makakahinga... *huuuuuu-haaaaaa*


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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

At napakabusy ko pa din.

Grabe. Hindi ko na alam kung paano ko mabibigyan ng oras ang sarili ko na magsaya. Ilang linggo na kong puyat at pagod. Damang-dama ko na ang essence ng high school life ko at damang-dama ko na rin ang nalalapit na pagtungtong naming lahat sa entablado. Hindi pa rin pala ko nakakapagkwento tungkol sa retreat at field trip ko. May utang pa 'ko.

Natutuwa ako dahil ngayon ko lang nalaman na unti-unti na pala akong may naiaambag sa buhay ko at sa buhay ng iba. Sa paggamit nila bilang inspirasyon sa buhay ko, masaya ko dun. Pero hindi pa dun 'yon natatapos. Dahil marami pa kong pangarap at gustong marating. Maraming-marami pa.

Sa ngayon, wala muna ko masyadong ikukwento. Wala kong sapat na oras para magtagal dito. Ang maipapangako ko lang, babayaran ko yung utang ko. Siguro hindi pa sa ngayon. Nasa gitna pa lang ako ng finish line. Masyado pang malayo, at abalang-abala pa ko sa mga pinaggagagawa ko sa buhay ko.

Goodnight. :)

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Friday, January 28, 2011

Retreat.

NAPAKAMEMORABLE MO! at dahil dyan kailangan ko ng matulog. Bukas ang field trip ko at kapag may oras pa, o kaya sa Linggo. Magkukwento ko. Peksman! Mamatay ka man. :)

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Saturday, January 22, 2011

Please wait while we attach the file(s) to your message.

Isang malayang paskilan sa kabila ng mapaglarong isipan ng batang katulad ko. Oo, bata. Tama yung nabasa mo.

4:51AM Hindi pa ko nagpapahinga. Sinasapian yata ako ng pampagising, kung kelan hindi ko na siya kailangan. Ang galing ng timing, tamang pampasakit ng ulo. Naisipan ko munang magsulat habang nagse-send ng file na hindi ko mawari kung mase-send ba. Masyado yata mabigat ang timbang. Kailangan pa ng konting hintay... Olats. Ayaw yata talaga. Bukas ulit susubukan. Tulog muna ko sa ngayon.

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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

B.N.

Habang naglilinis ako ng kwarto, hindi naiwasan ng tenga ko na marinig ang balita mula sa TV sa labas. Nainis ako sa balita. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako apektado. Ang natatandaan ko sa balita, yung mga Filipino DH sa ibang bansa e pinagbebenta ng mga drugs sa Asia. Sila yung nagdedeliver. Malaki ang sweldo kaya maraming hindi umiwas sa temptasyon. Ngayon, 5 sa kanila ang pupugutan ng ulo (hindi ko sigurado kung Pilipino). Yung iba, mababa lang ang kaso. Naiinis ako sa balita. Bakit ganon? Malaki ang sweldo, oo. Pero hindi ba nila inisip na mas malaki ang buhay? Wala ng kapalit yun. Masarap mabuhay, hindi ba nila yun alam. Nung inalok sila ng gano'ng trabaho, hindi ba nila naisip na "teka, delikado 'to ah."

Umiikot ang buhay ng tao para sa pera. Dahil sa pera... pero hindi pera ang dapat na nag-iikot sa buhay ng tao. Sayang. Ikaw Pinoy, isasaalang-alang mo ba ang buhay mo dahil sa malaki ang sweldo? Dahil sa makakatulong 'to sa pamilya mo? at dahil sa ikawawala mo 'to sa mundo?

Mag-isip ka.

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B.N. for bad news. Seryoso ang tema. Hindi biro. Pinapahalagahan ko ang buhay ko kaya nadala ko ng emosyon ko.

OT: Ikalawang araw na walang pasok pero madaming gagawin at wala pa kong natatapos. Labis na nananabik sa Ikawalong libro ni Bob Ong. Walang pasok, walang pera. Walang magawa. :)

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Tuesday, October 5, 2010

The secret to Bob Ong’s writing lies in Bob Ong’s being.

Consider him the mass-market mystery man, a publishing phenomenon whose blockbuster book sales are equaled only by the anonymity he maintains. He is Bob Ong—not his real name—the most unusual best-selling Filipino author you’ve never met.

Here is what can be proven about the enigmatic Mr. Ong: he has written five books, “ABNKKBSNPLAko?!,” “Bakit Baliktad Magbasa ng Libro Ang Mga Pilipino?,” “Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas,” “Alamat ng Gubat” and “Stainless Longganisa,” all of which have a combined sales of almost a quarter million.

His defunct Bobong Pinoy website received a People’s Choice Philippine Web Award for Weird/Humor in 1998. His books are a favorite among Filipinos of all classes and among students—even if they’re not required reading. He has never appeared at any book launching, not even his own, nor on TV.

That Ong has achieved such success in an age when celebrity is often a requisite of effective marketing is indicative of his following. But the fact that he has successfully kept his true identity a secret is even more astounding.

“Even those who know who he is won’t admit that they do,” says Nida Gatus, Ong’s editor at the publisher Visual Print Enterprises. VPE and Ong himself are fiercely protective of that anonymity. Ong only communicates through the Internet. No phone interviews. No photographs. No personal appearances. Ever.

At one time, it was rumored that award-winning poet Paolo Manalo is the real Bob Ong. The literary editor at the Philippines Free Press who teaches literature at the University of the Philippines denies this. “I’m flattered that people think I’m Bob Ong but I’m not him,” he says.

Manalo, who actually ran a “Who is Bob Ong?” contest on his blog, offers his view on why Ong is so popular: “Bob Ong is able to articulate the concerns and attitudes of a generation of students who are aware of the very real and absurd contradictions in the world they live in. He writes with the same casual and ironic tone that made his writings on the old website accessible and popular to Filipino readers. The materials he used in his books are those familiar to this generation of Filipinos. One might even call them urban culture lore.”

Writing and being

It could be Ong’s conversational writing style, easygoing yet percussive, with moments of insightful realization. There’s also humor and introspection with remembered details that lead one to believe that he holds the secret of life in the big city, be it in his essays (“ABa”) or in his fiction (“Alamat”). It is ground-penetrating radar of common sense. That Ong derives his ideas from his life in a self-deprecating and thoughtful manner only means that the secret to Bob Ong’s writing lies in Bob Ong’s being.

Most important was Ong’s choice to write in everyday Filipino. “Consider language as a tool,” Ong explains over e-mail. “English would be a saw. Filipino, a knife. My aim is just to peel singkamas (turnip) for merienda. A second language can never replace the first.”

Aside from Ong’s own responses, the best information about Ong—or BO as he fondly refers to himself—can be found within the pages of his books.

Even at his tale’s true beginning, it isn’t a prototypical writer’s story. Ong didn’t grow up fancying himself a future author. In fact, he didn’t enjoy writing as a child nor reading as much as would be expected. After a failed attempt at a college degree, he went on to complete a two-year course in a vocational school and another course in writing. Learning, though, is something he loved. Though not a stereotypical reader, he savored books and TV and found that his daily life gave way to pithy anecdotes brimming with perspective.

“Some of the stories in my books have been written as early as 1999,” he explains. “I am my writing style. I don’t write for decoders of treasure maps. I’m an equal-opportunity writer who wants to be read by anyone who can.”

Ong worked as a web developer and a teacher. And he wrote. His distinctive prose pieces began to be published online, and he put together the first crucial piece in the puzzle: the award-winning Bobong Pinoy website. “I created BP because I needed it for my job,” Ong says. “The twist: although impressed, my boss would’ve fired me had he known I was the one behind it.”

In the process of his getting seriously into writing, Ong’s alter-ego was born. He didn’t coin the name. “Someone else did,” he says. “That somebody mistook me online for someone by that name. It was a light bulb moment days after when I noticed that the name was actually in ‘BobOng Pinoy.’ No tough decisions there.” Through his site, Ong gathered fans quickly.

Amusing reading

Gatus, who had just joined Visual Print Enterprises in 1999 as an administrative manager, was one of those fans. “It wasn’t the usual amusing reading and you’re done with it,” she says. “You just have to read it again and again, because each time is a different experience.” VPE was a commercial press that was interested in publishing its own titles and Gatus thought Ong’s humorous and insightful pieces were perfect for the project. “I come from the consumer side,” she says. “I feel obliged to share them with other people, because they’re really good. It’s such a waste to keep them to myself.”

She had read in one of Ong’s monthly mailing list materials that he was interested in putting together a book. The two touched base in 2000. In 2001, “ABa” came out—to supernatural results. The latest figures available to Gatus pegs Ong’s current sales at 215,500 books. Gatus says that not only have students picked up Ong’s books on their own, but teachers have used them in classes; the books have been mined for book reports, theses and seminars. “We’ve even been asked to supply books to a couple of churches to sell in their bookstores,” Gatus adds.

Additionally, Ong decided that all the proceeds of the two books would go to chosen charities, something he would like to continue. “It is only through charity that I can tell myself that my work matters,” he says. “It protects me from writing purely for profit.”

And through all that, Ong steadfastly refused interview requests as well as offers to speak at graduations. At the start, it proved to be a challenge for VPE in terms of marketing his books. “The first and only time we thought of the need to market him was during the release of ‘ABa,’ since he was unknown beyond the Net,” Gatus explains. “But we had his online followers to rely on. It was slow at first, but once ‘ABa’ became known, even non-netizens were already reading Bob Ong.”

New books

Now, the books basically market themselves. Gatus says Ong simply announces that he has a new book coming out in a few months, “and fans would already be visiting bookstores and pestering the clerks, way before the books go to press.” Now, the bookstores themselves call up VPE to verify the rumors of a new BO book in the pipeline. If anything, the prospects of new BO books, unknown identity and all, are better than they ever have been.

Meanwhile, Ong is doing what many think isn’t possible in the Philippines: he is living off his writing full-time. Aside from the leap of faith it required, Ong says that writing full-time “depends on what kind of life you want for yourself. Some people don’t mind extreme living conditions so long as they’re free to do the things they love doing the most. I am only writing full-time now because it’s either that or I keep an 8-to-5 job and quit writing altogether.”

And that is one thing Ong certainly does not want to do. He likes that people, particularly students, are reading his books. “It wasn’t intentional but I feel proud of it,” Ong says. “Converting non-book readers from all walks of life is a glorious feat.” He is abashed and amazed by his success and continues to write about the joy of writing.

In that sense, “Stainless,” whose cover is adorned by a chain of pens, is a love letter to Ong’s affection for writing. This is, after all, a book that is dedicated to the trees that surrendered their lives for the book to be published. “It’s the book that talks about the other four and wraps everything up,” Ong explains. “It is no more a book on writing as it is a book on dreams and aspirations.” Among his shelf of books, “Stainless” stands out as being the most personal yet.

Personal and private

Ong likes to say that, aside from very detailed personal information everyone wants to keep private, everything about him can be found in the books. He says that he is nothing like people think he is. “Quiet and oftentimes boring,” he says by way of description. “You wouldn’t see the Bob Ong you wish to meet. Other than stories that tend to be wordy when told in person, I’ve got no other entertaining qualities.”

Gatus adds that Ong “knows what he wants, and is very much in charge of his life. He is very meticulous.” He savors surfing the Net and loves music, and thus spends his time burning CDs containing all sorts of mixes.

One could also consider thinking up new ideas as being another Ong passion. He’s constantly trying to come up with different ways of doing things. Gatus says that the topsy-turvy chapters of “Bakit” were completely Ong’s idea.

“Funny, because I tried that on the school paper before and our adviser just shook his head and said no way,” he says.

Writing is what continues to fuel Ong’s days. “You read, you watch, you observe, you think, you feel—you can’t help it,” he says. “Insight comes from all these. From all these, you write.”

The interest regarding his real identity bewilders Ong. “Some readers won’t give up the idea that I might actually be a group of people and that my personal anecdotes are fictitious,” he says. “I made references to real people, places and events. I’ve already met some of my readers. There’s nothing mythical about me.”

Yet Manalo says that the mysterious duality of Ong’s identity has its own charm: “I’m glad that we have writers who maintain a secret identity and enjoy a fan following. Many of the writers of Tagalog romances hide under pseudonyms.” Further, Manalo points out even if his readers don’t really know who he is, they buy his books anyway. “Maybe this means his identity is not important, it is his writing that matters.”

Possible rewards

The possible rewards of fame have crossed Ong’s mind. “Of course, you also do wonder at times how it feels to be a rock star,” he says. “But I look at fame and success as Frodo’s ring, it’s not for everyone.”

Instead, Ong devotes himself to remaining productive, hopefully even writing two books a year instead of one. Right now, he is working on this year’s book, a book of “fiction regarding an issue I feel most strongly about.” If you want to know what that issue is, you’re going to have to wait for the book just like the rest of Ong’s legionnaires.

There are several reasons why Ong elected to maintain his secret identity, but perhaps the most essential is that he wants to keep doing what he does the way he wants to. It’s continuing to create on his own terms. “I don’t cope well with big changes,” Bob Ong writes. “It’s just not for me. Fame comes with a price I’m not willing to pay. I just want to write while living the average Filipino life. I don’t want to be robbed of that.”

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REPOST. Cover story from Sunday Inquirer Magazine by Ruel S. De Vera, this was four years ago. I just missed Bob's books and styles and for those who believes that Bob Ong is a group of people read this guys, this one's for you. Anyway, his new book will be publish in November. He is so mysteriously cute that way and I admire him so MUCH. :D

and this one.. "Converting non-book readers from all walks of life is a glorious feat." :) Goodnight Blogger. blok blok blog blog.

Yours truly,

Mind my Business.Ü

Friday, July 16, 2010

From the sexiest Girt of D.M.


ABOUT THE PICTURE: Una ko 'tong nabasa sa libro kong Bakit Baligtad Magbasa Ng Libro Ang Mga Pilipino?, masterpiece yan ng isang babaeng nagsulat sa tissue sa bar somewhere in QC ata at ngayon ko lang nalaman na nagkalat na din pala ng lagim ang nasabing babae sa Facebook. Imagine kung paanong nakakaya ng babaing 'yan ang ingles niya. Nasa tamang edad na naman siya siguro, pero bakit ganon!? Sa totoo lang kasi, okay lang naman mag-ingles basta alam mo kung ano yung sinasabi mo at dapat alam mo kung ano ang tamang pagkakabigkas o pagkakasulat nito. E ang sama ng ingles niya e, sana nagtaglog na lang siya... at mas masama pa, hindi lang siya yung nakabasa ng sinulat niya, napakaraming Pilipino na.

Sa mga natitirang Pilipino pa diyan, magising na po tayo. 'Wag na lang siguro MUNA hangga't hindi pa natin kaya --ang magsalita ng wikang hindi atin. =)

Bow.

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Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Ngayon.

Sa kasalukuyan, gumagawa na naman ako ng kwento. Kwento na may ilalabas daw akong kwento. Naintindihan mo ba? Ako kasi hindi. Haha. Wew, eto na. Let's get serious. Nagsusulat ulit ako. Pero walang kasiguraduhan kong matatpos ko nga 'yon o hindi. Kung magugustuhan ninyo o hindi. Kung may papansin o wala. Kung ipopost ko dito o hindi. Ewan. Bahala na. Pero sana tulungan ninyo ko at tutulungan ko din ang sarili ko para makatapos na ng tunay na kwento. Kwentong mula sa puso. <3

Goodnight my very own Blogger.

Yours Truly,

Mind my Business. Ü