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Hayden Camera Scandal: The Senate Hearing

May 28, 2009 by Tina Lee Leave a Comment

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I just watched the senate hearing regarding the Hayden Camera Scandal and it was pure entertainment thanks to Sen. Bong Revilla’s knack for asking the most pointless questions. It was as if Man-boy took a long, long dip from a tub full o’ stupid before heading to the meeting. For somebody who’s been aggressively tormenting Hayden for weeks, he sure asked the most retarded questions.

Katrina looked far from the lusty vixen we all are used to seeing. She looked genuinely scared, ashamed and devastated. Her facial expression alone showed her real age (too young for a senate hearing). I can’t say the same thing for Hayden.

Hayden did one thing right during the whole ordeal. No, it’s not the part where he was perfectly calm while trying to explain how the shit hit the fan and no, it’s not the part where he made bara Bong’s barrage of retard several times. It was the mere fact that he looked so. Freakin’. Hot. That afternoon. You’d think the water splashed on him earlier would somehow fizzle out some of that hotness but nooo.

If I’m not scared shitless of the fact that he’s a serial sex offender, I’d hit it. Hahahaha!

God, there were so many retarded questions Bong asked that afternoon, it wasn’t even funny anymore. These ones are my favorite:

Were you the one who transferred all videos from your camera to your computer? (Yes) How? Anung software ginamit mo(USB lang po. Yung Plug and Play po na usb, kinuha ko yung memory stick ng camera tapos ililipat na po dun from the computer) Anung klaseng camera? (Sony point and shoot camera)

Isang malaking DUUUUUHHHHH.

Mr. Kho, you are under oath, are you saying that you didn’t show these videos to anyone at all? Not even to your barkada? Kasi maliit ang showbiz I’m hearing that you were showing these videos to your friends.

(Hindi naman po sa lahat ng oras eh tama po ang sinasabi ng iba laban sakin. )

That one was ironic, trying to beat the truth out of the person, going as far as reminding him two times that he’s under oath like he’s talking to a fucking two-year-old, when the question itself was based on chismis.

Bong was so freakin’ biased that he should be deemed unfit for joining the committee. The way he begins any question with an exaggerated “DOOCTOOOR Hayden Kho” made me feel bad for the Hayden. Every word that came out of his mouth was dripping in sarcasm. He is such a drama queen.

When you come to think of it, he’s no better than Hayden. He’s not in any position to lecture someone about morality especially when everyone knows he practically slept with half the sexy actresses in the showbiz industry. Pshhh. Kinginang yan, buti talaga di sya tinatamaan ng kidlat habang nagtatatalak.

Aren’t hearings supposed to be fair? Why the hell were these people subjected to a public hearing anyway? What the hell is up with Jamby’s beer belly? Homegirl’s practically popping out from her jacket.

Jinggoy, surprisingly enough, admitted not seeing the videos. Which begs the question as to why he’s there asking all these “probing” questions when he didn’t even bother studying the evidence. He didn’t even know there were four videos floating around everywhere. Zeriouzly.He’s that clueless and yet, he’s the one asking questions.

It’s a case of Duh and Duh-er.

The whole thing was a damn circus complete with an ex-Mayor running amuck, watering down Hayden for everyone to see. The most hilarious part of all was sobrang nalihis ang issue. That would’ve never happened had Senator Miriam Defensor-Santiago joined the meeting and put things in order like she always does.

The start of the hearing was going good, talking about things in line with the issue but by the end of it, they were talking about a particular powerful syndicate who’s responsible for providing drugs to just about everyone in their circle. Suddenly it’s all about death threats and blue ribbon commitees. The whole thing was just annoying yet slightly hilarious.

However, as frustrating as it was to hear one dumbass question after the next, the drama of it all… was awesome. And they had everyone eating the whole thing up. From Gucci to bakya. Everyone.

A Great Day… Finally.

May 27, 2009 by Tina Lee Leave a Comment

I just bagged myself a part-time gig. Though we haven’t ironed things out, I think my schedule will fit this gig perfectly. I wish I have a decent internet connection though. A writer friend of mine asked me to consider applying to their company. I think this time around I might seriously check his company out.

I’m back being a morning person and though I’m still in the process of getting used to it after three weeks of vampiric hell, I’m loving every second of it. It just annoys me when, at 1am in the morning, I’m still wide fucking awake. I know I should sleep but my mind’s still buzzing.

Also, Kris made it to Rome this morning. It felt weird because I know she’s far away but at the same time it felt like she’s just… here. Ghad, I just miss her a lot. Hopefully she gets there with no trouble along the way.

I mentioned a blog ago that I was coming down with something. That something was a case of flu so bad, I spent the rest of the week sedated. I was coughing so bad, my voice disappeared. I got asthma, I got runny nose, I sneezed my brains out and to top all of these terrible, terrible things, I couldn’t smoke. It was… very unpleasant. Right now I’m recovering from everything. From sickness to anger. It feels good.

Waki’s best buddy, Hiro Yamamoto, came to our humble abode for a playdate. The kid’s half-Jap, half-Flip. It was a very interesting mix. He looks just like a regular Flip kid but his temper tells you that yes, he’s got the fiery blood of a Jap in him. He’s painfully shy, which I found amusing. Together with my bro, they’re every yaya’s nightmare. This was a great day. Finally.

Same Old

May 25, 2009 by Tina Lee Leave a Comment

First off, I got the old-new laptop. So far it’s been great! Its way prettier than I remembered and it’s been working like a dream. Hopefully the whole broke-without-any-reason-whatsoever won’t happen again. God knows I need a break.

Speaking of which, the night job told me I’m on a break. I wasn’t really surprised about that knowing my client was displeased with my work. Out of anger, I wrote a very cryptic entry about it. So here’s the longer version. My boss showed me an email regarding my performance. It wasn’t pretty. My client is blaming me for all of the delays we’ve been having. Actually I wasn’t even aware that things are getting delayed so that comment really threw me off. I thought they were just pooling all content until I was done with everything on the list.

Also, the editor, whom I think was the real reason I’m on a break, said something about him taking too long to edit out every descriptions. That one was a bit hard to swallow knowing most of my writer friends can edit a 1,500 word essay in less than two hours. He’s a “professional” and it takes him all day to edit 23 200 characters-long descriptions? Really?

It’s funny how I got blamed for everything when they didn’t even instruct me on how we are gonna do this. Is there a definite time frame for the descriptions? Do we have to work on a system or is there a particular system that we can work on, for things to go as smoothly and efficiently as possible? Nothing.

So, I dunno.

Granted, I’m not completely blameless on the whole ordeal. In fact, I admitted to the bosses that yes, I’m not the most awesome writer in the whole wide universe. My work needs editing and I suck at editing my own work. It’s been a problem in the past and I recognize the need to be extra-vigilant when it comes to the subject-verb agreement thing. The adjustments I made were extreme and it did affect my work. I was unhappy, reckless and indifferent.

I knew all that and I was working on it.

My boss, for his part, decided on a new tactic to please my client. He had my immediate supervisor proof-read and edit my work before I submit it to the editor. It was a great plan, in theory. Coupled with my extra-vigilance and her not being much of a “professional” editor, it was a bit of a disaster. The right ones went wrong and the wrong ones… well, you get the picture. It’s not her fault because it’s not exactly one of her expertise. I didn’t have the heart to tell her about it knowing she’s got gazillion other things going on. Besides, I knew the account’s gonna slip away from my hands and for my part, I wasn’t really thrilled at the prospect of working with my would-be ex client for a damn year.

So there, my supervisor said I’ll be on an indefinite break. Now where have I heard that one before? Hahaha! The funny part was I actually felt relieved. Like a cloud just lifted. You see, I’ve been thinking about quitting work but I just couldn’t because of the whole bond-thing. Now it seems I don’t have to shell out 20 grand for a way out. Don’t get me wrong, I feel bad that my cash cow’s gonna go away but I’m not exactly crying buckets over the whole sordid thing. Sure, my ego got bruised quite a bit but I’m just glad it’s all over.

Right now, they haven’t sent word or anything so I’m sort of in a technically-still-employed-but-close-to-being-jobless-again kind of limbo. Apparently, it’s a new fad I unwittingly started, harhar. Right now I’m still weighing my options. Shall I start looking for a new job or should I just continue haunting everyone here in my hometown? Hmm…

Lastly, I attended Kris’ despedida party held at an old haunt in Tomas Morato. It was a pretty intimate affair. Only a handful of friends were present. I was dreadfully sick that night but I was glad that I made it to her send-off party. We wrapped things up well past 4 in the morning. Hay, how time flies. Hopefully she gets settled there quickly. Bon Voyage, Krissy dear! Muah!

* There was an error with the last entry I made regarding the AI8 100 million votes. Turns out, it was the totality of the votes and not of Kris’ alone. Whoops, churi. But you gotta admit that dude had us fooled, yo.

The Who Knew Round-up

May 22, 2009 by Tina Lee Leave a Comment

Yesterday, my sister told me Kris Allen won this season’s AI.

SHOCK!

Of course, everyone thinks it’s one hugeass upset. I think so too. During the early days of AI8, I immediately saw a Lambert-Gokey face off. Imagine my surprise when, out of nowhere, he got edged out by Allen to the semi-finals. Didn’t even bother watching the damn show after that. Hello, Gokey is so cute, it’s impossible for him to lose.

Well, he did. Boo.

After that sordid affair, I thought Lambert would win hands down. Hell, he can win that contest with his guylinered eyes closed, his lips stapled and his hands tied down behind a fire hydrant.

But as it turns out, Allen had a landslide win. Dude got 100 million votes. 100 million votes. It’s astounding to think that all this time, Allen had us fooled. Lambert was the real underdog and not him. Who knew, right? Methinks America chose Backstreet Boys over Freddy Mercury.

However, there must be something in Allen that we biased folks aren’t seeing (i.e. Lambert’s questionable sexuality). I feel sort of bad for Allen though. Everywhere he goes, people say they can’t believe he won.

Case to point: Ryan Seacrest said it was the biggest upset in AI history.

(Fuck you, the whole Bo Bice-Carrie Underwood face off was the biggest upset for me hihihiihih in AI history)

I just watched The Tonight Show and Leno kept rubbing the whole “Were-you-surprised-that-you-won-cuz-Lambert-rocked-the-shiznit-outta-everyone-all-fucken-season-yo” in his face. Kris, looking visibly tired from lack of sleep, was gracious enough to say that yeah, Lambert deserved to win and that he was very much surprised that he won instead. What, people think he’s not good enough to win?

Tsktsk. Poor guy. He won fair and square, let it go.

On a totally unrelated note, Swine flu arrived on the Pelepens shore a few days ago. A ten-year-old girl from the U.S. tested positive for the swine flu virus. As sad as it is, I distinctively recall hearing something about how adults, specifically people ages 25-45, are the ones who are likely to die from the virus and not kids. Why, if I remember it correctly, the first victim of the swine flu in Mexico, a 6-year-old boy, completely recovered while his neighbors died from it. Strange how a kid’s immune system works, harhar. At the present, the 10-year-old girl is recovering beautifully.

I think I’m coming down with the sniffles too.

Lastly, the third installment of the now-infamous Hayden Camera files finally made the rounds on the net. This time, Katrina ain’t doing anything remotely close to juggling glow balls. Ibang balls na, ahahah! Geddit? Geddit? Glow balls? Hayden’s… oh, never mind. So yeah, they 69ed and all that jazz. Do I feel sorry for for her? Erm… not really. First off, it was obvious from the first two Hayden Camera files that her boy toy had the tendency to whip out the camera and record anything at any given moment. She should’ve seen that one coming. Second, never trust a cheater. Especially a cute one with a PhD.

Tsktsk. A guy that good-looking turns out to be a serial sex offender. Who knew?

Cat Naps

May 19, 2009 by Tina Lee Leave a Comment

My day ended yesterday on a sour note. It’s this stupid little mistake I did. Now, most people won’t really beat themselves up over something so trivial but not me. Experience taught me (and by that I mean my sobering first week at SickSiteNetwork.com) that when it comes to work, everything is all about the little details. Anyway, it was my first boo-boo and I’m hoping it’ll be the last because nothing annoys the fucking shit out of me that seeing I neglected to do something important (in this case, double-checking my own work).

Meh. I’m blaming catatonia.

For a change, I tried cozying up to the sleeping quarters rather than waste away reading blogs till my boogers melts down my nose. It was… surprisingly pleasant. I wasn’t even sure I’m gonna fall asleep because I was not even sleepy when I decided to make a beeline to that place. I just wanted to know what it feels like to sleep in there in case I’m gonna do it again (those bean bags looked awfully comfy). Surprises of all surprises, I slept soundly. Too soundly. I may have overslept. My immediate supervisor had to wake me up. I wasn’t embarrassed though.

I’m not really a fan of catnaps. I think it’s a waste of time. During my heydays at ol’d Porno and cubicle land, I slept the whole shift away. Why sleep for only an hour when you can sleep for seven hours, am I right? Am I right? Unfortunately I can’t do that here because 1) they had me on a choke-hold, 2) My work just drags on and on like a retarded train going around in circles and 3) those blissful days that I took for granted are long gone (*emo tears*). I

It’s kinda okay, the catnaps, I mean. Although I was half-asleep still while working, my mojo isn’t as fucked up as compared to doing the whole shift without sleeping for an hour. Usually by this time I’m blearier than a sloth high on anti-histamine but wow, I’m like, totally wide awake. I’m so awake that I don’t even shirk away from the sunshine like a fucking vampire.

I may do more catnaps from now on.

Dark City Lights

May 18, 2009 by Tina Lee Leave a Comment

After almost three weeks of seemingly endless negotiations, Toshiba finally relented. Yes, they will finally give me a new laptop, which I totally deserve after all the emotional stress they put me though. I’m pretty relieved that they gave the go-signal because as much as I intend on making good my threat of filing a complaint against them, I really don’t want to trouble anyone with lawsuits and such. Especially since the manager seemed to be a nice chap.

Then again, last time I checked 53 grand don’t grow on trees. I’m just glad the issue got resolved in the most diplomatic manner possible.

So there, hopefully this new lappy won’t break down for no apparent reason whatsoever. I’d be totally dismayed it that ever happens again. I should’ve just bought a damn Vaio.

The meeting last Saturday was boring except for a few laughs courtesy of this CSR agent. It was all a blur to me. Until I stood up to introduce myself, that is. I found that really awkward since I was never a fan of talking to a large group of people in that kind of setting. It reminded me the time I was one of the contender for Iweb’s hat party two years ago. God, the spotlight, the crowd, the stage, the gastritis. I’ll never forget that stupid day. Actually the Saturday meeting isn’t so bad as compared to that day but still, the unfamiliar clenching of my stomach whenever people make me speak in public is not something I can get used to. So anyways, tired and sleepy as I was, I managed to say something about working for five years. I’m not even sure why I chose to divulge that boring piece of trivia. I’m blaming my almost catatonic brain.

Also, attending that meeting made me realize how much I’ve alienated myself from the office folks these past two weeks. Everyone’s practically singing “We are Family” in there. One even dance. He was good but that’s not really the point.

It actually never occurred to me that most of these people are like, only two days old in the company and yet there they were. I stuck out like a sore thumb and I’m not quite sure what to make of that. I’ll never fit in, that one thing I’m sure of. The feeling that I don’t belong here anymore never really went away even after I bagged a job. I was actually thinking about that this morning as I was making my way home. I was staring at this newly-constructed building on Meralco Avenue, standing tall all shiny and new, when suddenly it hit me.

I realized I hate Ortigas now. I hate our apartment, I hate the noise, I hate the darkness, and I hate the very air I breathe. Three months of sabbatical and this is what I get. However, I don’t think it was a mistake that I spent three months in glorified bumhood. If anything, I clearly saw what I will become in the years ahead.

With all the new things going on in my life right now, it worries me that things are getting drearier and drearier for me. Not in the office setting per se but in general. I fear I will someday disappear into obscurity and the worst part is that I’m fine with that.

I also noticed that in writing, I’ve also became a bore. I read my posts, compared it with the old ones and the change was so obvious I couldn’t recognize my own work. It was… underwhelming.

Dark thoughts aside, the Webdate gang had a little reunion over the weekend. Obviously I wasn’t able to make it. However, I’m far from feeling left out. A wake is not really a nice setting for reunions and shit. Plus I was still mildly annoyed that one of them bailed out on the last minute because she felt it would be better if we all just go on Saturday instead of the day we originally agreed on. It’s a wake. There’s a dead person in there that we all need to pay our respect to. It’s not the right place for a long overdue chikahan bonanza.

Well, I dunno. Maybe I’m just being too old fashioned about all this. God, I’m zo uptight.