

Now excuse me as I do my Saturday load of laundry with Sabrina in the background singing Snow Patrol’s Chasing Cars.
Food. Travel. Fashion. Beauty Products. Gadgets. Faith. Entertainment. Books. Me.
I also hope for the laser-like focus that she has.
Lacking in verbal skills to effectively communicate my thoughts and
feelings, I write my best when I'm mad or sad. Even extreme happiness is
sometimes not enough motivation for me to write a blog post.
So now I have to decide... write only positive stuff... and wait for the
writing mojo to strike (which sometimes never comes) or write whatever I
feel.
I guess right now, I have to compromise. In order to practice my
writing, I will write whatever I feel. I will try to edit as much as
possible, keep it less negative... hahaha... but I give no guarantees.
=)
Had it been any other kind of dance (breakdance, salsa, ballet, the
Macarena), the stint would have been a huge hit. Funny, cute kid you
dances at the drop of a hat. What was revolting was little Janjan was
gyrating sensually to the beat of the music... like a macho dancer! As
if this wasn't enough, we also have Willie Revillame laughing devilishly
egging the little boy to dance. Janjan's own aunt was laughing along
with everybody... I think I would've forgiven Willie and the show if the
dancing happened only once or twice... it happened several times! The
ultimate shameful performance was when Janjan was placed on the show's
hydraulic stage, slowly raised up as he gyrates. Willie then directs his
female dancers to act like crazed matronas screaming Janjan's name while
raising their hands as if trying to grab some piece of meat.
Yes. It was such a disgraceful sight.
It caused an outrage around the country! People cried abuse! DSWD cried
exploitation! TV5 was pressured into giving an apology... Serves them
right. This is what they get for picking up the trash that ABS CBN threw
out. This is only the beginning. You now have a savage under your
roof...and please be forewarned, he has a penchant for biting off the
hand that feeds him!
Last Tuesday, I arrived to an office buzzing with rumors: Angelo Reyes committed suicide. I thought it was one of those bad humored jokes. When I heard it on the radio, I waited for them to contact Angie Reyes himself to refute the rumors, but after a while, it was confirmed, he did take his own life, in front of the tombs of his parents.
I did not know Angelo Reyes personally, but the fact that his current circumstances became too much that it pushed him to a corner and left him with no other choice but to take a leave from the cruel world, saddened me. Maybe it’s because suicide is a sensitive topic for me, since I lost a family member because of it.
I can’t help but feel sad, sad that he’s gone even before he was able to clear his name, if he was innocent; sad that he wasn’t able to implicate the true villains in this scenario (higher ups I presume); sad that people are left with the impression that he had to take his life because of guilt; sad for his tainted legacy and sad for his family and his sons because of the shocking surprise and unanswered questions.
Many people judge this act as a sign of cowardice and guilt… while some hail it as an ultimate act of courage. Right now, I’m not sure just how I feel about it, one thing is certain, I feel sad for his family, since I can sincerely feel that he is loved by them.
Rest in peace, Angelo Reyes.