It’s been a while since I last wrote a commentary or reaction about things that interest me. Two reasons: (1) no time – surprise! I’m actually busy with real life, for a change. :lol: (2) I kinda enjoyed the relative peace and quiet I got from hibernating away from social media.

It took one topic that REALLY ticked me off for me to get out of hibernation. See, that’s the one thing about me. I get all pumped out to write when I’m pissed. :evil:

I haven’t religiously watched Eat Bulaga’s Juan For All (J4A) segment for the longest time. (Do I still need to explain why?) Nowadays, I only watch EB for Music Hero and Pinoy Henyo, and Broadway Boys on Saturdays, and whenever Baste is onscreen. The rest of the time, I only get to see bits and pieces of it. The June 24, 2017 episode of J4A was one of the rare times that I got to sit down and watch it in its entirety. I guess there was a reason for that, and I know now why.

At that episode, Alden Richards told a story about his shenanigans as a 16-year old boy living in that barangay where they were at for J4A. The gist is that, he stole money from his grandma – Php10,000 in total – which he used to pay for the school bus and to treat his friends at school. He admitted it to his Lola Linda when he was questioned about the missing money (they were the only two people living in their house at the time, so there’s no other suspect but him), which led him to being deported back to their hometown in Laguna.

As I was watching it, I admittedly felt that he will be bashed for telling that story. I mean, this is a person who gets bashed for things he did not even do. That shouldn’t come as a surprise.

When I checked for reactions on socmed regarding that episode, I was pleasantly surprised that save for the ‘usual suspects’ on Twitter and Instagram, EB’s regular viewers who posted comments on their official Facebook page basically did not care so much about him telling that story. Majority were more concerned about the continued absence of Jose Manalo from the show. :err: The few ones who did comment about that part even applauded him for telling this embarrassing story on National TV because it only proved that Alden, perfect as he may seem, is just human like the rest of us. They completely got the point.

It is utterly and completely disappointing that the PR arm of Alden’s home network are the ones who did not get the point. :nono:

The one I posted here is the latest Tweet/article regarding this topic. GMA’s official socmed account posted a similar Tweet and article yesterday that basically tackles on the ‘stealing’ part and did not stress Alden’s point: that what he did as an adolescent was not right and he was punished for it, so don’t emulate what he did. They totally missed the opportunity to impart the lesson behind the story. They composed a Tweet that’s just for clickbait without considering its effects on the image of their own contract artist. And to tell you frankly, posting stuff like that when they’re the artist’s official PR arm only gave more ammunition for his bashers to malign him. Thanks to that Tweet, Alden is now officially known to his bashers as a kleptomaniac. :hopeless:

Their Twitter admin deleted the tweet, but I guess they’re not done being a PR nightmare yet because just moments ago, they Tweeted that thing I posted above which sounded even worse than the one they posted on Saturday. :hmf:

Seriously, GMA-7. Why are you doing this to your most prized talent? Is he too “nice” for you (which, in PR speak, somewhat equates to being boring) that you just had to create trouble for him to be more click-baitable? It’s unbelievable that what was supposed to be Alden’s main defenders became the ones who handed out the bullets for his bashers to shoot him some more. Tsk tsk. :hopeless:

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Here’s my take regarding Alden and his ‘kupit’ story:

So it turned out, my idol isn’t perfect. Surprise! He’s a normal person who makes mistakes, after all. :P

Seriously, though. Stealing isn’t right. It never was, never is. But what matters more for me is, did he learn a lesson from the mistakes he committed nine, ten years ago? Did he do anything to correct it? What kind of a person he is NOW?

I’ll leave those questions for you, my readers, to answer for yourselves.

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Aftermath Report: Alden Richards “Upsurge”
Kia Theater – 27 May 2017

It took me a while to gather my thoughts before I was able to write this blog entry. I was contemplating on how I should write this: should I give a blow-by-blow account? Should I nitpick on the technical aspects? Should I be lazy and post my comments in bullets? Should I just post a photo gallery to be safe? :think:

As I was choosing the material that I will post on this entry – a task that involves sorting through 2,370 photos :aargh: – I realized that a blow-by-blow account nor a concert review will not do justice to the entire experience.

The concert that I went to on May 27, 2017 was not a concert. It was a testimonial. A testimonial to the life, so far, of one Richard Reyes Faulkerson, Jr., known to majority of the public as Alden Richards.
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I had a great Sunday.

It was one of those days where everything was just surreal, but really nice. I can’t share exactly what happened, for many reasons, but it was wonderful.

And then a few people attempted to spoil that wonderful day which diverted my focus from it.

I didn’t fully appreciate how wonderful that Sunday was until two days later, when I was getting bored on the commute to and from work. I killed time by recalling the events one by one, and realized how much I wasted it by allowing myself to get affected by those negative forces.

So many terrible things have been happening in the world lately. It’s getting more and more difficult to stay positive that those little happy things that we usually take for granted become more and more precious.

I am taking this as a lesson in life. If something good happens to you, never, ever take it for granted. Treasure and appreciate anything that makes you happy, no matter how big or small it was.

And never waste a precious moment by letting other people’s bitterness ruin it for you.

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Aka. Mini-review: My Ex and Whys

1. I’ve been trying to hold off watching this movie because – sorry to his fans – I’ve always been annoyed at Enrique Gil’s acting. :shutup: However, I am GLAD that I finally saw it. Both Enrique and Liza’s acting skills have leveled up so much that I did not get annoyed at all. When did they become this good?

2. Liza’s role is a derivative of another female character that I will not name. Only less annoying and actually likeable.

3. Two words: RYAN. BANG. :clap:

4. The story is simple but the screenplay is engrossing and nicely paced. I have seen quite a number of local movies that center around social media but for me, it was best utilized in this movie. It didn’t feel forced or out-of-place. The main plot revolve around how social media affects real-life relationships, after all.

5. The main reason why I’m blogging about this movie: KOREA.

Watching My Ex And Whys made me realize how much I missed visiting that country. :cry: The last time I was there was in 2014, and it’s been too long since. All the memories came rushing back. Strolling around Dongdaemun, eating street food in Myeongdong after a looooong day of walking (I can relate to that scene so much that I nearly cried watching it), the traditional houses in Jongno, and of course. NAMI ISLAND!

Cali (Liza Soberano)’s reaction upon seeing the row of ginko trees at Nami was very familiar, because that was exactly my reaction when I first saw it way back in 2006. Except I was much, much, much less pretty, of course. :hihihi: I find it a bit funny that they were sad that the leaves have fallen off because there are several other rows that still has leaves, as shown in the scenes just before this one when they were running around the island looking for Ryan Bang’s fiancee. But who needs to know that, right? hehe

If only for the nostalgia factor, I really enjoyed watching this movie.

PS: Nice cameo by Sandara Park. Not random and forcing through, at all. :thumbup:

(Image credits: Star Cinema)

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I’ve just renewed this blog’s webspace and domain for another two years. Yeah, I know I hardly ever post lately and it would save me lots of money if I just retire it. For some reason – force of habit, maybe – I still chose to renew it.

Now I know why.

For years, I’ve used this blog to unload my thoughts and feelings about anything under the sun. At least, that’s how it used to be. Nowadays, I say something – STOP. I say and do NOTHING, and I still get judged. :shrug: I know I sound incredibly pa-victim by saying that, but hell. If I can’t say exactly what I’m feeling right this moment on my own blog, where else can I say it? If you’re annoyed that I’m being a drama queen, feel free to go somewhere else.

True confession: In my more than two decades of being an active supporter of quite a number of artists, I have never shed as many tears as I am now. You could combine my years of being a fan of Ricky Martin, The Dawn and Rain – a period that spans many, many years – and the times I spent alone bawling my eyes out would not compare to the nearly two years that I’ve cried in this current fandom. You know why? Because in those many, many years that I have been a fan of those artists, I can freely speak my mind without being harshly judged. In those many, many years, something stupid happens and we’d just laugh it all off, or rant about it together.

Nowadays, I do something or even absolutely NOTHING, and people would either avoid me like the plague or keep silent out of fear of being bashed, or join in the collective bashing even if they have no idea exactly what did I do, if at all. I am the type of person who would either scream her head off, or bawl her eyes out. Without an outlet to unload my feelings, I am reduced to just wallowing in my own self-pity. Boo-hoo.

The other night, I ended the day by being annoyed that people are once again making a big issue out of absolutely nothing. I really don’t get it; there was nothing wrong with that Tweet – for the record, I didn’t write nor post that one; I don’t handle any of our group’s social media accounts – yet some people are reacting as if we killed someone. I shrugged it off and got some much needed sleep instead.

I woke up the following morning to a dressing down about that Tweet. I didn’t get it, neither. In my opinion, there was nothing wrong with it. Evidently, the only thing wrong with it is that it was posted at the wrong time. Read: everyone was dying with kilig, and we didn’t join in the bandwagon. Basag trip, ‘ika nga. :rolleyes: What the hell, really.

So I just went on with my usual business for the day, away from all the fandom madness. Then I stumbled upon an email notification and discovered that apparently, I am in the middle of being maligned on socmed because of that Tweet. As in people are specifically tagging me and calling me all sorts of names because of it. I am automatically tagged as the culprit for something that, while I don’t disagree with because there was nothing wrong with it, I did not do. I was proclaimed guilty by association.

Everything just makes me really, REALLY sad, disappointed and just plain exhausted. I don’t know what exactly did I do to deserve this. It’s like being his fan is a sin and I should take all the punishment because I supported him too much. Far too much for their own liking, anyway. Ironically, I am currently on fan-from-a-distance mode. Believe it or not, the last time I actually got anywhere within a 10-ft radius from the guy was way back in January. Yet I still get all the crap even if I unwillingly chose to be hardly visible lately. Tapos magtataka pa sila bakit ako nawala. Tingin n’yo, bakit kaya?

I don’t regret any of the things I did for this fandom. It’s my choice and I have to live with it. Pero minsan nagtatanong na talaga ako sa sarili ko kung bakit parang ang martir (tanga?) ko na. And that’s not a good sign.

I’d probably regret writing this piece later but I feel that if I don’t, I might regret it more. If I continue to remain silent, I’ll develop this resentment and hatred for probably the wrong reasons or towards the wrong people. It’s funny because in the past, I really didn’t care who gets offended as long as I get things out of my chest. I guess it comes with age.

Sorry for rambling. Then again, why should I apologize. It’s my blog, I can say whatever the hell I want. Self-pity is the only thing working for me right now.

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