Sa mga hindi nakakaalam, dalawa ang dahilan ko kung bakit ako kumuha ng Hapon 10 nuong unang taon ko sa Kolehiyo.
Una ay ang malaman ang ibic sabihin nuong CC> (basta mukhang ganyang yung characters)
sa ending ng Mask Rider Black.
Ikalawa ay ang malaman ang ibig sabihin ng "buyase" sa opening theme ng Daimos.
Ang nasagot lang sa mga tanong ko e yung una. Kasamaang palad hindi alam ng prof ko yung "buyase"
Yuon naman pala ay "moyase" ang tamang lyrics, hayup naman kasi yung pronounciation nuon.
May internet nga pala. Nahanap ko na ang complete translation ng Opening theme ng Daimos!
TATE! TOUSHOU DAIMOSU
(Arise! The King of Combat Daimos!)
Burn Burn Burn red-hot
Fan the flames of your raging heart
Beat them Beat them
Till the limits of your strength
Show them your karate
Shining gold
A gleaming giant drenched in the sun
The eyes gaze at the future
Praying for peace at last
They're calling
They're calling
Daimos Daimos Battle king Daimos
Everyone is calling you
Get near Get near Get right near them
There isn't time to dally
Shake Shake Shake the earth
Show them your strength
A fiery-colored sun
A sun-tinged steel giant
The knife hand shines
Brave the coming storms
They're calling
They're calling
Daimos Daimos Battle king Daimos
Everyone on earth's calling you
Do not weep Do not weep
You're a man Do not weep
In battle there's no need for tears
Defend Defend Till the limits of life defend
Show them your courage
A ??-colored sunset
A sun-tinged giant at rest
Possessing fighting spirit in the heart
Aiming for peace at last
They're calling
They're calling
Daimos Daimos Battle king Daimos
All friends of earth's calling you
Yay internets!
http://virtual-rotation.com/chirlind/others/sentai/daimos.html#tate
Sunod-sunod na patalastas ng mga politikong gusto maging pangulo, gumagambala sa kaunting oras sa bawat araw na nilalaan ko sa panonood ng TV. Si Villar na pinagpipilitan sa ating mahirap lang talaga s'ya nung bata pa s'ya kahit na sa private school s'ya nag-aral at tatlong palapag ang bahay nila sa Tondo. Si Noynoy na pinangangalandakan ang mga 'nagawa' ng mga magulang n'ya samantalang 'di naman n'ya pinapansin ang issue ng Hacienda Luisita at Mendiola Massacre. Si Erap na pinangangalandakang ipinagkait sa kanya ng administrasyong Arroyo ang kalahati ng termino n'ya samantalang si Arroyo din ang dahilan kaya malaya s'ya ngayon. Bakit ba itong mga nasa tuktok ng mga survey na ito e walang ginawa kundi magpaawa?
Okay, na-insipire ako nung plurk ni Othan na nanghihingi ng suggestions para sa mga kanta na pang JS Prom. Naisip ko lang, ang cool pala gumawa ng playlist para sa specific events. Halimbawa e yung Prom, o kaya Playlist kapag nakikiriot ka sa Quiapo gamit ang isang dos por dos. Kaya naisipan kong gumawa ng Challenge para sa sarili ko at para senyo na rin, gamit lamang ang lahat ng kanta na nasa Library ng media player ko ay gagawa ako ng playlist para sa matripan kong event. (note: yung dami ng kanta ay depende pa rin sa trip ko)
Ang Pagod ay hindi pangyayari, ito ay isang bagay na pumapatong sa iyo na parang kumot, parang lambat na may mga mabibigat na bato para hindi mo matanggal, parang sapot na dinura sa'yo ng gadget sa pulso ni Spiderman, parang gorilyang sumampa sa likod mo, parang taling nagkapilipilipit, parang kailan lang, parang sandwich na nasa lunchbox mo, parang sirang plaka, parang kung anu-ano pa.
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Dubidubidoooo, dubidubidooooo,
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"Doesn't anybody from Britain work for T-mobile?!"
"Well, they would have British people, but they we're afraid they'd be racist."
Brown Monkey, Brown Monkey, never felt more of a brown monkey all my life, monkey monkey, dog eating monkey.
Gagawa ako ng t-shirt, susulat ko "DOG-EATER, bitch!" Mang-inis lang ba.
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Aringkingkingking, Aringkingkingking,
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Sa wakas pahinga na, siyam na oras na lang pahinga na, pahinga na, daldalan mo na lang yung ulol, matatapos din yan, kidlatan mo kung makulit, Street Fighter mode na, HadukeeeEn! HadukeeEeEn! Mamatay ka! Mamatay ka!!!
Shinkuuuuu... HADOUKEEEEEEEN!!!
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Ah, the sweet, sweet relief of release.
Akala mo ba madali? Malaking event sa buhay ko tuwing pipili ako ng brief na isusuot ko.
Nakakategorya ang mga brief sa tatlo; Briefs, boxer briefs, at boxers.
Sa ilalim ng Briefs ay nanduon ang Black, Gray, at Blue na comfortable briefs at ang traditional Tighty-Whities (self-explanatory na siguro kung bakit ganun ang nickname nun). Ang Tighty-Whitie ang pinaka marami kong brief. At meron talaga akong isang pulang brief, for special occasions.
Sa ilalim ng Boxer Briefs ay nanduon ang Black (dalawa lang ang Boxer Brief ko na black), at ang mga Puti (tatlo lang ata yung ganito ko). Sa hindi nakaka-alam ang boxer brief ay brief na mahaba, yung tipong lalagpas naman sa singit.
Sa Boxers naman ay mas madali ang classes, hindi by kulay kundi by quality, yung butas at yung hindi butas. Pare-pareho naman kasing Checkered ang Boxers ko, iba-iba lang kulay, although may isa akong Scooby-doo na boxers.
Okey, ang pinaka komportable sa lahat ay ang mga Boxer Briefs, sa kasamaang palad, kakaunti lang ang ganito ko, madalas kasi ay hindi ko mahanap sa kalaliman ng mala-ukay-ukay kong kabinet. Ganoon pa man, may isang itim na boxer brief na hindi ko isusuot unless wala talagang ibang boxer briefs na mamataan. Hindi kasi ito komportable at nagiipit ang legs ko, pumipilipit hanggang singit, it's a wrong.
Sumunod ay ang Briefs, mas madalas ako mag-brief kesa kahit ano pa man kasi yun ang pinaka madaling makita. Safe-option kumbaga, okey lang, at lumawlaw man ang pantalon ko okey lang kasi normally yung dark colors na brief ang suot ko.Nag-susuot lang ako ng puti kapag wala akong choice (tinamad ako maglaba) o naka-maong naman ako at sigurado akong hindi lalawlaw.
Ayoko talaga ng boxers, dati nung hayskul gusto ko yung boxers pero ngayon ayoko na. Feeling ko nakahubo ako at kumakalembang ang mga bayag ko. Nararamdaman ko din pag pinagpapawisan na ako duon. Hindi naman ako kasi ang bumili ng boxers ko, binili lang ng family.
Meron yan, special considerations for special events, meron din akong lucky underwear, yung gray ko na boxer briefs (na nawawala), hindi ko na ginagamit kasi nabutas dahil sa zonrox.
Mahabang usapan pa ito, pero mula naman siguro d'yan, mapapansin n'yo na pinag-iisipan ko talaga ang bawat bagay na gagawin ko sa buhay ko, hanggang sa brief.
Decent coffee, I have been telling my aunt that we have to use the coffee maker, I need decent coffee, we all deserve decent coffee.
I always brew a strong brew, they say i waste the beans, but I want coffee, not colored water.
Powdered coffee, its never right, its too weak and feels lacking, too soft, too smooth, I don't know how to describe coffee, I just tell as i taste.
Tell as I taste.
Three sugars please, and no cream, no milk.
I would've had my coffee at those coffee shops, but I don't like sitting surrounded by coffe-poseurs. Drinking their candy-coated, milk-diluted, fancy-named, so-called coffee. It isn't even coffee. And besides, I won't pay that much for that little coffee, coffee has its right to be brewed and drank at a price fit for real people.
On second thought, hold the sugar too.
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I haven't chain-smoked for weeks, my body is craving its poison.
The phleghm isn't black yet, thank whoever.
I've been having coughs this past few weeks, it might be the lack of smoking, it must be a real cough bacteria, it might be the chain-smoking.
A pack rests behind the phonebooks in a corner table in the living room. I can't leave them around while my grandma is in the country, she's staying with us.
I really need a smoke, my sweat lacks the poisonous sweet smell, my breath seems different, my dog can't recognize me by scent.
On second thought make that two smokes.
Pick you poison, pick your poison, pick your poison, pick your poison.
O hell, make it a pack, burn it in an hour.
or less.
All I want to say is that I'm back, Yes, I'm back from a few weeks' (maybe a month's) worth of absence from blogging. Not that I was busy or anything, lazy is better word for it.
You might be wondering about the long blog title,
I was reading the dictionary (yes, some people actually read it) just because I was too bored to play cards early in the morning (yes, some people do it for fun) and I was also searching for a cool title to fit my cool writing project of writing a cool story based on conversations I had with Dwight and Paolo and other musician friends. I was looking for words that sound nice and flow in a long phrase that made no sense but kinda pretends to make sense, so I encountered the words tumult, and hubris and Hedonist, although hedonist is a word I already know.
So I intergated those words with a few of my favorite words and made a nice title,
I just love the wordplay, even if I do wordplay differently.
Nope, wrong use of words, not in the past tense I'm afraid. It should be in present tense and I wouldn't use too light a noun to pertain to that specific awkwardness you detect from the most obvious of clues. But of course, it's you, not me, so why should I care what words you use.
Disturbingly, you have asked the question at the perfect point of my current state, I am neither too eager nor too bored, neither too scared nor floating in response to the effects of hallucinogenic mushrooms. Unfortunately, the question, though concerning certain characters was not addressed to certain character, though addressed to character who is certain of answer but not in any real position to answer at certain point of time.
There's not much point trying to say too much really, I just want to say, Yes, you are right in your hunch and look a little farther back in the history of my writing and you will prove how correct you are. I am dissappointed that it took you this long, but maybe its better this way. Yes, they were for you, and may they stand and say whatever they were bent on saying in the first place. I already wrote them, I should not bother to say what my past works had to say, so there.
Do please not hate me for this, I feel incredibly foolish just writing in this specific tone, more so writing what I have just written above in this specific manner. May my foolishness be enough to pacify any annoyance you might have for this bit of new information you acquired, I'm a coward, really, this is as brave as I can muster at this moment, perhaps you can give me another moment, lets try my gonads then.
Thank you and good day.
Minsan may pugita,
Kulay abo at malaki,
Ang ulo n'ya parang sa tao,
Pero ang mata niya'y iisa,
At wala s'yang tenga.
Minsan may isang pugita,
Katulad din ng iba,
Walo ang galamay na malaki,
Nag-mumultitask parati,
Sabay-sabay ang ginagawa,
Lagi pang tuwang-tuwa.
Minsan may malaking Octopus,
Octopus na parang tao,
Kinain n'ya ako,
Palakpak ang tenga ko.
Darth Vader Shoes?!