A Break-up Letter


I never expected I'd be writing you this letter. We've had six years of wonderful memories but I'm afraid it had come to the Read more

Welcome to the New Yoshke.com


New look. New attitude. New experiences. Honestly, I had been neglecting this blog the past few weeks because of my awfully hectic schedule. Work had Read more

Sometimes We Burn to Live


Whenever I meet people for the first time, it always happens. When they start their sentence with "I hope you don't mind me asking but," Read more

Judging By the Cover


Our office is just a stone's throw from where I live. In fact, all I have to do is cross EDSA and voila, hello Read more

Fireworks, Hormones, and this Blog Post


You remember last week when I told you I found it difficult to blog since I met you? Since we became a couple officially, Read more

Do They Read Blogs in Heaven?


Whenever I say that the earliest memory I have is the accident wherein I had my left arm somewhat toasted, I lie. My earliest Read more

Unusual Breakfast


Here we are again. In the usual corner. Usual table. Usual diner. Usual time. And most probably, usual meal. I'm getting tired of this Read more

Top 10 National Stereotypes


Heaven is where the cooks are French, the police are British, the mechanics are German, the lovers are Italian and everything is organized by Read more

EDSA


It could have been a horrible Saturday. I was in the passenger seat. It was a bit raining. Normally, EDSA gets on my nerves. That's why Read more

Why Nursery Rhymes Are So Violent


A few months ago, I was teaching my 4-year old nephew some nursery rhymes with a DVD. After a lot of singing, he slowly Read more

Top 10 Worst Things to Say During Sex


Sex is the art of love. It must be done in the most enjoyable and most satisfying manner. This act of love of two Read more

The Promil Kid Drops the Bomb


Of all the living things created by God, I love my nephew the most. I call him the Promil Kid. He’s the cutest thing. Read more

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Rants

Jesse McCartney’s “Bleeding Love”

Posted on April 25, 2008 by Yoshke in Celebrities, Hotties, Music, Rants |

Not so many people know that Leona Lewis‘s massive worldwide hit Bleeding Love is actually written by OneRepublic frontman Ryan Tedder and *surprise, surprise* Jesse McCartney. Yes, Beautiful Soul Jesse McCartney. That’s him.

Who would have thought? Whenever I share this trivia with my friends, they give me a where-did-you-get-that-crap-from look. Most of the time, they believe the Ryan Tedder part of the story but they just can’t buy the fact that Jessemac co-wrote it. That’s sad, really. I’m a Jessemac fan. He’s hot and talented and I have a copy of his two albums. Hehe.

Bleeding Love was originally intended for Jesse’s third album Departure (to be released on May 20). When Clive Davis heard it, he was so impressed but he wanted the track to be the carrier single of Leona’s album Spirit. He and Simon Cowell just knew that the song could make it big for Leona. And man, did that song make it big for Leona! Number 1 in 28 countries and last year’s Record of the Year in the UK. I looove Leona.

Here’s the thing. When songwriters create songs for a label, they generally need someone to sing the track to give the producers an idea of how it would sound. Well, Jesse did the same. Here’s a snippet of how the track would have sounded like had Jesse performed it.

NOT BAD! I have to admit, though, that Leona’s version is better by a lightyear. The song just suits a female voice better and is just PERFECT for Leona. But hey, I still dig Jessemac’s version. And I mean it.

I’m just a disappointed that since this snippet has somewhat leaked, it seems to me that the label (or whoever) is trying to take down all the youtube videos of Jessemac’s version. Aaaargh. I hope they would leave this one alone. Well, anyway, the full version is said to be included to the Departure album but only those released in Australia and Japan. Aaargh.

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Falsity*

Posted on March 26, 2008 by Yoshke in Blurts, Career, Friends, Rants |


Now that you know the basic rules of logic, time to answer this question:

Which of the following is false?

A. The sky is falling.
B. The wolf is coming.
C. The team is expanding.

Easy, yes? It’s soooo Kindergarten.
*This post is an office chuchu. If you don’t get what it means, you probably won’t.

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The Tragedy with a Last Name

Posted on February 4, 2008 by Yoshke in Celebrities, Rants |

Status: I just can’t refuse it.
Music: Don’t Stop the Music – Rihanna

It’s time for some local showbiz commentaries. Haha. First up, the old reeking hottest buzz in tinsel town — the alleged Piolo Pascual and Sam Milby love affair as suggested by Lolit Solis. I don’t buy this. Well, maybe they have an affair but what Lolit claims that the two were seen doing something i-don’t-know at some hotel? Nah. Total bluff. And whenever people ask me why I don’t believe it, I always tell them this:

On December 17, as I was reviewing for the Foreign Service Exams at Starbucks Imperial Palace Suites in Tomas Morato, I was surprised to find myself surrounded by a few celebrities and the press. In front of me were Mickey Perz and Mommy Yen (Pinoy Big Brother Season 2). To my right, at the center of the cafe, were Lolit Solis and a battalion of other entertainment writers together with the queen bee, Anabelle Rama. Soon, other writers including Alfie Lorenzo started showing up.

As much as I tried to concentrate on my studying, I just couldn’t. They talked so loudly as if Starbucks turned into an urban zoo all of a sudden. I even overheard Lolit Solis expressing her desire to retract regarding the Piolo-Sam controversy she had sparked with her writeup.

“Gusto ko na ngang bawiin yung writeup,” she said.

Anabelle Rama, then, replied, “Bakit mo naman babawiin? Nasabi mo na e. Wag mo nang bawiin.“

Nice. Very nice. Although it doesn’t say anything regarding the validity of her claim, for me, wanting to retract says so much about her integrity (or the lack thereof).

And oh, by the way, the entertainment press were gathered there because the Gutierrez family would give away gifts, raffle-style (if I’m not mistaken). Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Philippine showbiz. Envelopmental journalism, anyone?

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Hacked.

Posted on November 24, 2007 by Yoshke in Blurts, Rants |

I had been receiving e-mails and text messages asking me why my blog was down and inaccessible this past week. 

I am so sorry. My blog was hacked. It’s only now that everything is going back to normal. But not completely. I still have to fix a lot of things. Right now, yes, it’s up and running.

Bear with me. :(

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Rumdiddlyumdiddlyumdiddly Rubbish

Posted on September 24, 2007 by Yoshke in Blurts, Emo, Rants |

Status: Well I’m so garish, a little unfairish…
Music: Childish - Damien Rice

Someone so dear to me has just so casually called me “childish” and “immature.” It’s not a big thing really. But I don’t know why I’m bothered until now. Maybe because I think it’s true.

# # #

I just got a new haircut. I don’t like it. Uh. I think I want to kill a hairstylist right now. I’m contemplating which weapon to use. Scissors? Blade? Razor? Hairspray?

# # #

My sister borrowed some PhP100,000 from me. She said she couldn’t touch her savings and she wanted to start a business. I told her I would only lend her money if she agreed to give me 50% of the profits. She did. So yeah, I think I’m starting a new business. Wish me luck.

# # #

To you son of a bitch, STOP PESTERING ME! I did not screw your boyfriend. I maybe bitchy but I’m not a bitch. He’s cute a’right. But he’s insufferably dumb. All the poor guy knows about is “fashion.” I doubt if he can even spell it. He just gives me migraine attacks the way chocolates do. At least, chocolates have nuts. So. Fuck. Off. 

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Je Suis Paresseux. Comprendez-Vous?

Posted on September 10, 2007 by Yoshke in Career, Rants |

Status: Pissed
Music: The Power of Orange Knickers - Damien Rice and Tori Amos

I had a terrible dream last night. In my dream, I failed the second of the three Foreign Service exams because I flunked the Foreign Language part. Gawd. God must’ve been telling me to brush up on my French now. But everytime I grab my readings, something tells me to just do something less boring, like, I don’t know, blogging. And yeah, I’m just too darn lazy. Aaargh.

Actually, it’s not entirely my fault. After passing the first exam, I’ve been waiting for the second set for, like, forever but the Department of Foreign Affairs postponed the damn three-day exam. Talk about prolonging the agony.

Having a half-French younger brother, Josh, doesn’t help because aside from the fact that we haven’t been seeing each other lately, he doesn’t speak the language fluently, either. The guy is useless. Hehe. (I can say this because I know he doesn’t visit my blog so I can call him whatever I want. But Josh, if ever you stumble upon this post, know that I am just kidding. Hehehe.)

The last time I spoke French was two or three years ago (my French class). But it’s really hard to master a language that you don’t really use everytime. And not to mention that French is a really difficult language to learn. Je comprends et parle un petit peut français mais c’est tres complique et difficile. Waaaah. I should’ve taken up German instead.

I’m thinking of enroling in an intensive French course at Alliance Française de Manille this October. Or might just go back to UP.

I shall become an ambassador.

# # #

Another thing that pisses me off is the idea that I should’ve been in Singapore this past weekend. Tonet invited me to join her at a film festival there. I didn’t have a passport so last month, I requested for a copy of my birth certificate from the National Statistics Office.

Apparently, they have no record whatsoever of my birth. What the eff?! They said that the municipal office might have had forgotten to forward the document to them so all I had to do was wait while they process my papers and it took them forever. When I finally got my copy, I still had to apply for a passport and of course, it was too late. Tonet is now having the time of her life in Singapore and I’m still blogging here. Why didn’t I take care of my documents earlier, anyway? Pffffft.

First, London. Next, Shanghai / Beijing. Then, Jakarta. And now, Singapore. Why does laziness always get the better of me? If sloth is indeed a deadly sin, then heck, I better have a reservation in hell!

Oh well, c’est la vie.

picture courtesy of krustofski.com

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Define Embarrassing.

Posted on September 7, 2007 by Yoshke in Dictionary, Rants, Sports, University |

This is happiness. And this is stupid. Now, define “embarrassing.”

UAAP Season 70: Team

W

L

 GB
UE Red Warriors 12
 0
 –
De La Salle Green Archers 9
 3
 3
Ateneo Blue Eagles 8
 4
 4
UST Growling Tigers 7
 5
 5
FEU Tamaraws 6
 6
 6
NU Bulldogs 4
 7
 7.5
Adamson Soaring Falcons 1
 10
 10.5
UP Fighting Maroons 0
 12
 12

Oh my Alma Mater, why, oh why? But then again, ladies and gentlemen, we call this “balance of nature.” We can’t have everything, can we?

Oh of course we have everything. Like tuition fee increase and abducted student activists and frat-related violence and…

(Pucha, dinaan sa yabang ang kahihiyan. Okay lang yan Yoshke, hindi lang basketball ang meron sa UAAP.)

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I’m in Pain

Posted on September 2, 2007 by Yoshke in Emo, Health, Love, Rants |

Status: In Pain
Music: Never Be the Same Again - Melanie C feat Lisa ‘Left Eye’ Lopez

BREATHE IN, DAMN IT!
My nasty lungs are giving me the torture of the century. Every effin’ breath hurts. Damn. And now I’m imposing a cigarette ban on myself. For now.

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A TALE OF MY BLOODY TOENAIL
My right big toe is swollen. I got ingrown toenails, and I had been complaining about it since, like, forever but I couldn’t do anything because I was afraid it would bleed. And you know how I react when I get up close and personal with blood. Aargh. My housemate told me to forget about shoes for a while. What?! Are you kidding me? I could stand that pain but not the feeling of looking like a fashion disaster. So I still wore my fave pair of Chucks and got through my day filled with walking, walking, and uh, walking. It was excruciating. Like I said, every breath hurt, and every step did, too. I knew I should’ve just worn slippers. Hehe.

Later that day, I went home limping. Bad mood, of course. I took off my shoes and turn my PC on. But it wouldn’t boot. I pressed power again. Nah. Restart. Nah. In utter frustration, I began jerking the monitor and kicked the CPU with my right foot.

HOLY MARY MOTHER OF CHRIST!

The ingrown nail cut through my big toe and blood started to squirt. Painful is a freakin’ understatement. Not to mention the blood that made me feel more uncomfortable. My initial reflex was to wash away the blood with something. Looked into my bag and found my bottle of Green Cross alcohol, and without thinking, poured some on my bloody toe.

You know what happened next. (Was I cursing in Russian?)

Damn alcohol.

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THE TROUBLE WITH LOVE ME IS
And of course, there’s this painful feeling of being alone. I’m happy but I still believe I could be happier. My last relationship ended almost two years ago. It was with Liza. Back then, I was busy with my thesis and crazy over someone else (ehehehe, I was so evil).

Hmmm. I’ve been single that long already. Wah.

Prech and Patti told me once that I didn’t know how to handle relationships. That all I was good at was just fall in love. But relationships… I suck (they say). I believe them.

I’ve only had three girlfriends (and zero boyfriends, hehe) but not one of them lasted more than five months.

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“OKIE. NO BIGGIE.”
Here’s how one of my exes, Michi, and I broke up.

“Hey, so how are we?” She said.
“I don’t know,” I answered.
“Do you want it over?”
“It’s up to you.”
“Won’t you say anything?”
“If you want it over then fine. It’s really up to you.”
“I want it over.”
“Okie. No biggie.”
“I’m serious. I want it over.”
“I am, too. And it’s really no big deal.”

After that, we hated each other sooo much. Both claiming how we still loved each other but incredibly hurt that the other did not even try to fight for the relationship. Yeah. I know, right? I just didn’t want to look like I was on the losing end. Too bad, she shared the same thought.

Oh, pride.

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“…So when I’m lying in my bed, thoughts running through my head
and I feel that love is dead, I’m loving angels instead….”
— Angels, Robbie Williams

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We Can’t Be Friends

Posted on July 24, 2007 by Yoshke in Love, Rants |

Note: This is not a poem.

To you, uber-cute son of a bitch (sorry, foul language),

Damn you, don’t text me.
When you text me, I can’t help replying.
When I reply, we start talking.
When we talk, we get to know each other better.
If we keep on doing that, we’ll become friends.

And we can’t be friends.
If we’re friends, we’ll get closer.
If we’re closer, I’ll care so much.
When I care that much, I might fall.
If I fall, I might get hurt.
When I’m hurt, I become vengeful.
You won’t like that.

Your sister won’t like that, either.

So please, don’t do this.
We can’t be friends.
Seriously.

And oh, again, don’t text me.
And stop calling me!!!

So there. I said it.

*** Actually, I really, really like the guy. He’s intelligent, knowledgeable, articulate, funny, and most of all, CUTE. But that’s exactly the problem. If he continues being nice to me, I’ll fall. To quote Ian Hainsworth (Desperate Housewives): “If we can’t have anything more than friendship, then we’d rather have nothing. Nothing at all.”

Waaaah. But damn! I like him.

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Protected: Arrogant. Anti-Poor. Whatever.

Posted on July 16, 2007 by Yoshke in Public Affairs, Rants |

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