You’ll know if your a pure pinoy if…

Your middle name is your mother's maiden name.
Your parents call each other "Mommy" and "Daddy."
You have uncles and aunts named "Boy," "Girlie," or "Baby."
You have relatives whose nicknames consist of repeated syllables like "Jun-Jun," "Ling-Ling," and "Mon-Mon."
You call the parents of your friends and your own parents' friends "Tito" and "Tita."
You have four or five names.
You greet your elders by touching their hands to your forehead.
You always kiss your relatives on the cheek whenever you enter or leave the room.
You follow your parents' house rules even if you are over 18.
You live with your parents until and at times even after you're married.
You decorate your dining room wall with a picture of the "Last Supper."
You keep your furniture wrapped in plastic or covered with blankets.
You have a Sto. Nino shrine in your living room.
You have a piano that no one plays.
You keep a tabo in your bathroom.
You use Vicks Vapor rub as an insect repellant.
You eat with your hands.
You eat more than three times a day.
You think a meal is not a meal without rice.
You think sandwiches are snacks, not meals.
Your dining table has a merry-go-round (lazy Susan) in the middle.
You bring baon to work everyday.
Your pantry is never without Spam, Vienna sausage, corned beef, and sardines.
You love to eat daing or tuyo.
You prop up one knee while eating.
You eat your meal with patis, toyo, suka, banana catsup, or bagoong.
Your tablecloths are stained with toyo circles. You love sticky desserts and salty snacks.
You eat fried Spam and hot dogs with rice.
You eat mangoes with rice–with great GUSTO!
You love "dirty" ice cream.
You love to eat, yet often manage to stay slim.
You put hot dogs in your spaghetti.
Everything you eat is sauted in garlic, onion, and tomatoes.
You order a "soft drink" instead of soda.
You hang a rosary on your car's rear view mirror.
You get together with family at a cemetery on All Saint's Day to eat, drink, and tell stories by your loved ones' graves.
You play cards or mahjong and drink beer at funeral wakes.
You think Christmas season begins in October and ends in January.
Your second piece of luggage is a balikbayan box.
You've mastered the art of packing a suitcase to double capacity.
You collect items from airlines, hotels, and restaurants as "souvenirs."
You feel obligated to give pasalubong to all your friends and relatives each time you return from a trip.
You use paper foot outlines when buying shoes for friends and relatives.
You're a fashion victim.
You can convey 30 messages with your facial _expression.
You hold your palms together in front of you and say "excuse, excuse" when you pass in between people or in front of the TV.
You ask for the bill at a restaurant by making a rectangle in the air.
You cover your mouth when you laugh.
You respond to a "Hoy!" or a "Pssst!" in a crowd.
You'll answer "Malapit lang!"–no matter the distance–when asked how far away a place is located.
Goldilocks is more than a fairy tale character to you.
You refer to power interruptions as "brownouts."
You love to use the following acronyms: CR for comfort room, DI for dance instructor, DOM for dirty old man, TNT for tago nang tago, KJ for kill joy, KSP for kulang sa pansin, OA for over-acting, TL for true love, BF for boyfriend and GF for girlfriend.
You say "rubber shoes" instead of sneakers, "ball pen" instead of pen, "stockings" instead of pantyhose, "pampers" instead of diapers, "ref" or "prijider" instead of refrigerator, "Colgate" instead of toothpaste, "canteen" instead of cafeteria, and "open" or "close" instead of turn on or turn off (as in the lights).
You use an umbrella for shade on hot summer days.
You like everything imported or "state-side."
You love ballroom dancing, bowling, pusoy, mah jong, billiards, and karaoke. Sama mo na tong-its.
You have a relative who is a nurse.
When you're in a restaurant, you wipe your plate and utensils before using them.
You can squeeze 15 passengers into your five seater car without a second thought.
You wave a pom-pom on a stick around the food to keep the flies away.
You always ring a doorbell twice, assuming that the first ring was not heard.
You let the phone ring twice before answering, lest you appear overly eager.
You use a rock to scrub yourself in the bath or shower.
You're proud to be Filipino - and you pass these jokes on to all your Filipino friends!.

WHY I CAN’T SLEEP

  i just ended watching "grey's anatomy" from season 1-3. well, thats what eiko enjoyed watching, so..what the heck!i watched it too..my whole saturday was soooo tiring since for that whole day until 3AM i was watching the movie series with eiko called "prison break", a 2005 movie created by Paul Scheuring ..it was soooo addicting i wasn't able to eat breakfast and lunch. i even forgot to take a bath..hehehehe..so did eiko..well, the story gos like due to a political conspiracy an innocent man is sent to death row and he's only hope is his brother who makes it his mission to deliberately get himself sent to the same prison in order to break the both of them out from the inside out.well, hehehe..seems like i understand the movie huhh..it made me a  "macho cough potato"…harharhar..just sitting there,my legs up, eating my chips and making myself  get fat again. I'm not done watching it though..i still need to get a hold of the 2nd copy..no pirated dvds please. hehehehe…don't no yet what to watch after this movie series ..any cool brilliant suggestions???…

ThE DevIL WeArS U.K.

                                                           from the start that i noticed i need to look good, i was not quite sure what to do with myself.so i                                 settled with my good 'ol chuck taylor shoes, "washed once a week" levis jeans (which was a gift from my oldman) and my all black che guevarra shirt (torned- out but still wearable).do't worry,i change my underwear twice a day.hehehehe, 'cause all i can see are idiots, fashion wanna be's wearing those expensive,ready to wear-out ,sheets thinking they look smart and intellegent but obviously makes them look more like retards. but it came to me that i need to stop wearing the same clothes everyday.i checked my pockets and found out i dont have enough cash to change my clothing line..so i walk the busy but lame streets and found this stall, it labelled " all items for 20 only".. so i checked it out and came back to my roof with a hefty plastic bag with 1 new pair of jeans, 2  cool shirts and 2 baseball unworn caps all for a 100 bucks..hahahahahaha…lucky??you bet.

now im sooo frickin' out with this so called U.K. thing that i built a big wardrobe cabinet at home filled with more than half of my U.K. stuff…….
i became "the devil who wears UKay-UKay"..hehehehe (as what they call it)…well, my colleagues named me that since i was the one who introduce this to them and tempted them on buying this slick, cool, cheap but one of a kind garments to cover there "nevermind" bodies..hehehehe, just kidding.,and they are really enjoying it..its worth buying since where only receiving a soooo low salary from a veeeerrrrry rich company..what do you think??hehehehe.

LiWaT Sa aMaHaN

this here is my son Akira Khan. he's kinda radical at his age since he doesn't sleep at nights but snores out during the day..he really digs music…well, he woke up with the screaming sound of reigning blood by slayer.(i still got the original disc).he's favorite music was  the kick ass sound of korn and linkin' park..damn, he was still 2 or 3 years old that time.as the years pass, he always listens and watches me practice my heads out at home with mah good old drum kit bought by my wife as a gift. now he is 7 years old going on 8 this january…and he plays the drums now..i didnt even get the time to teach him cause of my stupid busy schedule thats been hanging around my neck. i was amazed one time when i  pass by my open music room and heard him playing my "butt kicking, earaching for neighbours" instrument..well. he was just playing the sound of a pinoy band  but he really did followed what that stupid drummer did..(bwahahaha,my 7year old  got your drum licks buddy..sorry for you) anyways,he still needs to practice more to be as good as his kick ass dad..good luck to you my son..i will give to you my all out support..