Thursday, December 14, 2006

I will jog tomorrow morning

Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. - from Ferris Bueller's Day Off

This Christmas break I promise

to get new pens
to fix my room, but really clean it up you know
to finally put together my work in one nice thick portfolio
to put my new sketchbooks to good use
to get fit ha ha ha

Started drawing again this morning, while waiting for someone in a meeting

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A while ago while preparing our stuff for the Lantern Parade, our prof made us watch "Little Miss Sunshine." What a way to start the break. IT'S O-SOME. The class gave it a standing ovation, which was really nice.

Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Trivia from CW class and the genius that is Sir Flores

On today’s entry, we shall ramble like crazy

While walking home minutes ago, I was thinking about how Bugs Bunny’s like the best cartoon character ever. Put him in whatever situation, he’ll make you laugh. It’s the personality, really. Did you know that Aeon Flux was patterned after him? Amazing, right. Aeon’s the same character wherever she is.

And I suddenly remembered how I hate Elmo. Come on dude, thanks for usurping Grover’s position as the main star of the show. Grover’s really cool—flexible, genuinely funny, rude at times. Elmo’s just red. You know all this psychological crap about how red things attract attention and stuff? I think Elmo hypnotized kids just so he’ll be credible flying around with his suspiciously tiny voice. Whateber, ‘Super Grover’ is the shat.

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Last time, I was talking about the changing notions of the hero. I’d like to add how the Middle Ages hero is external and all, and now the hero’s more of the internal type. And the Christian hero’s interesting, no? Sacrifice, non-violence, the whole speech-before-attack spiel. Again, I’m gonna mention Beowulf. He says things like, “The gods ordered me to kill! I am doing this for them!” Now when you think about it, George Bush is acting like Beowulf.

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A while ago in class, Sir Flores was talking about how back then, war was brutal and all. Like, in Braveheart. Before the real battle, the two leaders meet and chat about rules, final terms, etc. Same thing with Napoleon, and the whole drums, marching, and flags sequence. (Remember Kingdom of Heaven? No? Um, OK. In that movie, there’s a lot of stuff being raised about religious tolerance. COME ON. 12th Century? Respect towards other religions? No way. Back then, you were either a Christian or a Muslim, and Jerusalem was both your place. The whole tolerance thing—a very modern 21st century mind set, right?)

Anyway, what Sir Flores pointed out was that now, war’s dehumanized. All started with WW I (in truth, a Euro War)—bombs, planes, patayan. Like in A Very Long Engagement, one enjoys a cute romance story, and sees just how brutal the war was—people stuck in barbed wire trenches, dying there after a few hours. Then we got soldiers mutilating themselves just so they could go home. Very interesting and funny at the same time. This really affected the Western psyche. Where’s the glory in being disintegrated by a tank?

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Deconstructing idols

Back in the Classical episode of this civilization, the heroes that we looked up to were all pretty idealized. To say that they were pumped up, polished, and over the top would be—as Jake calls it—“a dryness.” Ha.

Like Achilles, the most ‘handsome’ and fleetest of the heroes assembled at Troy. Or Beowulf from Geats, a Germanic tribe from Southern Sweden. He adeptly kills a dragon before his own death.

During the past few years however, heroes have been depicted as ordinary human beings. You got Holden Caulfield, the lanky teenage protagonist who exhibits the very qualities that he abhors seeing on people—flamboyance, phoniness, etc.

Want a dose of pop heroes deconstructed, peeled to expose their rickety interiors? Look at Clark Kent’s adventures in the super series Smallville, where audiences witness him deal with adolescence while he’s exploring superhearing, x-ray vision, his extraterrestrial origin.

And now, there are post-modern heroes, less than ordinary citizens who demonstrate the symptoms of mega diseases that have plagued mankind. A robber, a schizo, a mental patient, a maniac, Borat. Weird thing is, a lot of people are buying this stripped bare vibe.

Wonder what’s in store for our heroes in the upcoming years.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Empire records

I recently read Michael Parenti's new book, The Assassination of Julius Caesar. The point the author makes is that plutocrats who wanted to maintain the status quo killed Caesar. Caesar, they thought, was more of a populist. War, however, suited the rich. It allowed them to amass wealth at the expense of the middle class and poor while enslaving the conquered peoples.

The technique was simple. First tax the middle class and tie them to heavy citizenship obligations. Male Roman citizens owed the government 20 years of military service. As a result, the middles class, craftsmen, and small farmers couldn’t pass their skills or businesses to their heirs who were overseas fighting foreign wars. Over several generations the middle class was squeezed into poverty.

That’s not much different than what happened in the US months ago. The government was using the cost of the Afghani and Iraqi wars to transfer wealth from the middle class to the rich. Over $200 billion had been moved from the civilian sector to military companies. Meanwhile schools across their country closed libraries and cut back arts, music, and sports programs.

Empires use wars to accumulate wealth. The Romans collected resources and captured slaves, which were so cheap a source of labor that owners kept the sexes separated. It was cheaper to buy slaves than to breed them. Rome, or at least its wealthy, grew rich from the country’s foreign adventures.

When Britain invaded using force and diplomacy, it systematically looted the country of its wealth. In fact, just the jewels remove from the Taj Mahal mausoleum paid the costs of running the British government for several years. The Soviet Empire lasted seventy years, until the conquered peoples were drained dry and couldn’t support the Russians. The standard of living dropped precipitously, and the empire imploded.

Empires come and empires go. The Egyptians lived in relative peace for more than 3,000 years. Anthropologists think that there was an early empire in South America that lasted three millennia, too. Their achievements are forgotten and their remains have been covered by jungle. We have seen the death, birth, and death of many empires in the last century. Just a few that you might remember: the six-year reign of the Nazi’s 1000-year empire, the ending of the French, Dutch, and British empires, the Soviets, and now the sole superpower, the US.

My History professor last year told us that he was glad to see America waste its resources on trying to secure Afghanistan and Iraq. He said that these were unwinnable wars because there was no front. There was no demarcation of enemy and friend. Instead, every time you turn your back, someone can be aiming at you. That’s exactly how the Americans fought against the British and their mercenaries, the Hessians, in the 1770s. They didn’t confront the regiments in battle, but picked them off. The rebels had the advantage because it was their home territory, they knew the land and they had the support of much of the population.

This morning in Creative Writing class, the professor told us that the Bush regime may cause the abortion of the nascent American Empire. There is no way for the US to take wealth from either Afghanistan or Iraq. All efforts will be subject to sabotage and will be doomed to failure. This is what pleased my CW prof so much. He views these wars as the exploits of a fool who is using up the nation’s resources. Voila! End of the empire just as it’s digging in its feet.

Minutes ago, Atom was saying that America’s the world’s most dangerous country: The real evil empire. He would be glad to see it implode or fade into the dustbin of history, and sooner rather than later. The longer the US tries to impose itself on the world, the more the world will suffer for it. Bush’s invasion is a great failure and will use up the country’s wealth. It will be a boon to the world if it hastens the fall of this empire.

I thought back to my quick study of Portuguese history last summer. In the early 15th century Prince Henry the Navigator, started a navigation school in Portugal. It was the rocket science center of the time. The Portuguese started exploring the coast of Africa and began the slave trade in 1434, selling them in Europe. At the same time they invaded Morocco on a religious crusade. They were defeated so badly that they were only allowed to retreat when the Portuguese king’s younger bro was left as a hostage. (He was never ransomed.) In 1947 Portugal went through another depression, when it chased out the Jews, who comprised a great proportion of the artisans, traders, and intellectual class. They immigrated to Holland and helped it become a great trading nation.

Portugal recovered. During the next century it grew richer with foreign trade and conquest. Since the navigation school had made them so rich, you’d think they’d have devoted more money to science, tech, and education. That would be my thought, too.

A century passed and another especially fanatical king decided that it wasn’t trade and colonizing that made them so blessed, it was God. Therefore they should finish the job and invade North Africa. In 1578 his band of 18,000 ill-prepared men, boys, and nobles invaded. The men boiled in their metal armor under the African sun. The wagon wheels were caught in the sand. There were no provisions. Almost all were killed, lost, or enslaved. The one silver lining was that Sebastian the Regrettable died in the fiasco.

Bush is following in Sebastian’s footsteps. He de-funded the Hubble Space Station, blinding our eye on the universe and letting cosmological science fade away. He has cut back spending on education, higher ed, basic science and civilian technological research. These are the aspects of their industry that keep US society dynamic. Without cultural and scientific innovation, the true Am Empire, based on tech, will shrivel.

The Egyptians, Chinese, Portuguese, and many after them had the most vital, advanced civilizations with high tech that surpassed others. Times changed and the hotspot shifted. The US Empire may turn out to be one of the shortest. It really doesn’t matter. After all, who will know that we existed in one thousand years?

Next millennium, humans probably won’t even look the same. In a few years the keys to genetic engineering will be available to the rich and the middle class. Order up your kid: A girl, five foot eight, greenish blue eyes, outgoing, medium large busted who has modified risk orientation, enjoys music with a beat, … order ‘em up and we’ll modify your little baby to make it just the way you want it.

If these changes include the reproductive organs, each generation will modify permanently. Humans will evolve faster than ever. A thousand years, forty generations of directed genetic modification, will certainly result in a different form of human in ways that might now all be anticipated. Not only will year 3000 English be undecipherable to a 21st century dude, but the creatures will be the product of intentional evolution. Something new under the sun.

I usually make an entry like this private, but whatever it would be funny to read all of it again tomorrow morning when I’m back to the usual.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Flaky

Shot some prints with Frank and Wacky today for a new magazine, including ack! a self-portrait.

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Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Whimsyland, thank you for all the things you have taught me, I love you

Do you guys remember Whimsyland? I used to hang out there every Sunday when I was a kid. Batang tambay ako dun, spendin hours, goin crazy over the most awesome yet extremely chezy games.

Whatever happened to Whimsyland? I've been wondering about this ever since Shang kicked it out of its prop.

I found out yesterday afternoon, on my way home.

And I hate to talk about it because it's just sad.

But I have to. Release. RELEASE!!

When I saw those arcade machines, I told myself that there's something eerily familiar with them. After a few seconds, I gasped, “Potek Whimsy!”

And true enough. The minute I stepped inside the area, I knew I was back inside the incredible place that served as a second home—no, sanctuary—to gazillions of kids all over town.

Whimsyland, the place that captured my heart, is now located inside the mall connected to the Araneta Cubao MRT station, the one that you have to pass by going to Gateway.

It's in the 3rd floor, isolated from the rest of the stores. Whimsyland, a childhood cornerstone, is at the third floor of a poorly kept mall, sufferin from bad lighting, stinky walls and floors, and amazingly sucky prizes.

I remember winning cool stuff like remote control cars, giant action figures, and walkie talkies from the old Whimsy. Now the top prize is a teddy bear, accented with medyo cheapo eyeballs and shaggy fur, and a suspicious grin reminiscent of Tinky-Winky of Teletubz.

I played a few games, and I felt like wow, I can't explain it, ibang klase. It was like I was back to childhood days. Me, alone, at Whimsyland, playin the exact same machines I played with a decade ago.

I won 57 tickets, and I got a Ninja Turtles pencil, and an eraser with an image of a cow, and the word MOO! on it.

Puwede.


My PE this sem is Wrestling. Grabe, ang saya. Seryoso, the best.

Immediately after Wrestling, I run to Spanish class.

I dunno why I wrote that.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

WINNAR

After waiting in line for more than four hours, I was given a slot in Math 2. IN THE SCHEDULE THAT I WANTED.

Walking out of the enlistment room, I glanced towards the long queue outside, where the populace looked at me with a blend of exasperation and umbrage. Cry children.

Naunahan ko pa si Wacky at Miko, na medyo naging maangas due to the hours of waiting.

Wacky: Grabe pare, we just hit the three-hour mark.
Miko: Bad trip.
Girl seated in front of us: Um, three hours lang?
Wacky and Miko: ??!
Girl seated in front of us: 6 am pa kami nandito, no!?
Wacky: Ok.
Miko: Good for you.

You should've seen the girl's reaction. Near spastic fit na.

Iba talaga pag competitive.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Unibersidad ng Pila

Today's the start of reg at my school.

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It's hell time once again, kids!


Turns out am taking CW 180 - Comicbook Writing, instead of the Fiction class with Sir Butch Dalisay. Sayang! Pero oh well, mukhang fun ang 180.


I'm using a temporary number for my phone. Please e-mail me your numbers. Thanks!


Great weekend. Friday, went to Tagaytay with friends. Went home Saturday night. The next morning, went to Los Banos for a family reunion. Good times.


Mga vandal sa school. Sent to me by a classmate.

Fine Arts Wall:
"nobody cares"
somebody answered:
"not even the carebares?"
then another:
"not even kier?"
then:
"not even zoren?"
lastly:
"not even zorro?"
all written by different people.

AS (Arts and Sciences Hall):
AS chairs:
"push button to eject seatmate"
"push button to eject urself"
"push button to kill teacher."
"push button to eject teacher"
...reply: "it's jammed! We're doomed!"

AS chair :
"you know bobo? bobo is you!"

AS 1st floor CR:
"if you forget the past, then you porget the purious.."

AS 1st floor CR uli:
"I'm a simple gay "
tapos may sumagot:
"sira! Dapat 'Im simple and gay!' Taga peyups ka ba? duh! "
tapos me sumagot ulit (with matching arrow pa na nakaturo dun sa reply)
"sira ka rin! yung simple is used as an adjective tapos yung gay is used as a noun. kaya ok lang yung simple gay nya!"

CHEM:
Chem chair:
"push button to spray acid on prof's face."
Another chem chair:
"You Boron!!!"

BIO:
Bio chair:
"Push cadaver to haunt teacher."

FO Santos:
"SA MGA NAGTATAPON NG BASURA DITO... bawal."

ENG'G:
Sa Men's CR, facing the urinal:
"Hawak ko saking mga kamay ang kinabukasan ng bayan!"
Reply:
"the future you are holding is very small."

MATH:
sa cr sa may math building:
"SUMAPI SA NPA! "
may sumagot:
"PAANO? "
may sumagot pa:
"MAGFILL UP NG COUPON AT IHULOG SA PINAKAMALAPIT NA DROP BOX SA SUKING TINDAHAN!"

sa math 3rd floor, sa isang upuan uli.
"you'll NEVER find what you're looking for"
May nag-reply:
"find x."

3rd floor math cr:
"kaibigan, pagkapatos mong umihi, paki PLUS mo naman, hehehe."

VINZONS:
Wall ng vinzons
"Do not steal. The government hates competition"

men's cr sa Vinzon's:
"remember: the hands that clean this toilet are the same hands that cook your food."

men's cr waaaay above the urinal:
"if you can reach this, the fire department wants you!"

MAIN LIB
Sa isang lamesa ng main lib, filipiniana section:
"UP STUDENTS HAS BECOME PATETHIC"
tapos may sumagot...
"mali pang grammar at spelling mo, halatang di ka taga UP"

KALAI: (short for Kalayaan)
nietzsche-"god is dead"
God- "Nietzsche is dead!"

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

In moderation

Marami marami pictures from Cagayan-Apari-Tugueguerao Field Trip, thanks to Jem and Bamba

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bats, pottery, caves, rivers, music, churches, museums, wells, and relly relly good food

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the necessary awkward class photo

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basketamen / la salle gh and zobel kids

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sino ba nagsabi may issue?

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medyo artsy

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bamba actually took home one of those

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homebound

More, more pictures next time


In other news, I suddenly missed high school tonight.

Especially when you see a photo like this. Reminds you of the good ol' days.

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Friday, October 27, 2006

Thank yea

Just came from a seven-day break. Sarap.


Just checked the CRS site.

YOU ARE KEWL, SIR REUEL. Kinabahan ako because at first he was quite against me pursuing a full-length film about a superhero. Did not expect this!

This inspires me to work even harder.

TAKE MP 179 if you can!


I lost my phone. Which is OK. I'm free from another unnecessary piece of tech!


CRS, you are kewl too. Thanks for giving me all my subjects.


Will eat lunch, then will pack for another three-day break. Yahoo.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Dear Website

You kewl, CRS, you gave me three majors and a Spanish class.

But, for the nth time, you have failed to give me a Math class.

I guess I have to thank you though, because this means I'm taking a Landscape Architecture class!

Should I exchange my Comparative Lit under the J. Neil Garcia with a Film class under the Nick Tiongson, who's teaching for the last time next sem? OR Tilman Baumgartel's Hong Kong Cinema class? OR Yason Banal's British Cinema? Or Eyasmin Lantz' Fine Arts studio claSS? The paaaiinn of choosing

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While answering the peer evaluation sheet for our final production

Paolo: Ano binigay mo kay Eddy (our Korean classmate)?
James: UNO.
Paolo: Ano? Bakit??
Marian: Huy, for a Korean a, ok si Eddy.

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Preaks

Been months since I last checked our Superfreaks website. The six of us built it during the summer after our first year in high school. I was laughin so hard reading the pages minutes ago. The site's a compilation of memories that the six of us can all go back to in the future. I just finished reading the FAQ page, and I couldn't help but shed a tear. Joke lang.

FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS

Got a question for the Superfreaks? Send it to superfreakshome@yahoo.com and they just might appear here with your name! But before you ask it, you might find
the answer you're looking for right here!

Let's start with the question we get most...

"I have gum stuck in a shag carpet, is there any way to get it out?"
A surefire way to remove gum from a shag carpet is to simply cut a huge circle out of the rug. Make sure the part you cut out has the offending gum stuck in it. Place a sofa or large chair over the cut out piece. You can cover smaller holes with Superfreaks stickers, or anything under our merchandise products. Just be sure that we will profit from it!

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"In the first Mission: Impossible could you guys figure out WHAT was going on?"
No.

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"Can I buy Superfreaks stuff from you guys?"
All Superfreaks books, toys and games and other products are licensed merchandise. This means that outside companies pay us a pathetically small fee to use the Superfreaks name, the Superfreaks logo and other Superfreaks likenesses. Superfreaks products are not manufactured, warehoused or shipped from our homes. (Which is too bad, because we'd love to get our grimy hands on free samples to give as holiday or birthday gifts!) But if you'd like to see the latest Superfreaks merchandise so you can pester your local retailer into stocking it, click here.
Just kidding.


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"Does Superfreaks buy freelance material like Chapter contributions or writeups?"
So, you want to make big bucks and earn the respect and admiration of your friends, family and neighbors, eh? Then go to medical school and do something with your life! But if you'd like to waste your time and effort and become a member of The Usual Gang of Idiots, then, yes, you may want to
try contributing. But before you dash off your brilliant ideas, make sure you know what you're doing! Or, if you're an artist, be sure it's US that you're drawing!


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"If I come to the Superfreaks office, will I be able to meet the Superfreaks?"
Before you make a special trip to the Superfreaks office, we should tell you that it's rare for any of the artists or writers to be here at the office. Almost all of them work at their own studios, and although occasionally one of them drops by to mooch a free lunch,they mostly send their work via email. (Truthfully, that's how we keep our expenses down. By keeping them off premises, we don't have to worry about them stealing office supplies, making long distance phone calls or dropping water balloons out of the window!)

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"If the Superfreaks aren't there, who IS?"
Oompa Loompas. However, if you want to be able to say "I visited the Superfreaks offices," come on by. (If you're bringing sweets, please visit on a Saturday. That's usually the day where all of us are in and we'll autograph just about anything in exchange for homemade baked goods!)

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"What's a typical day at the Superfreaks like?"
It's, like, eight hours, minus an hour for lunch.

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"No, I mean, is it wild and wacky, with people wearing funny hats, and having food fights, and doing all sorts of crazy, weird things?"
No, you're thinking of our brother website, CNN.com.

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"Is there a Superfreaks summer intern program?"
There is an excellent intern program here at Superfreaks. For college credit, a student can learn how to paint Jay-Ar's room, how to shampoo a conference room rug and even how to go for coffee.Sometimes they may even be asked to pick up a croissant, which gives the intern program an international feel.
For more information on these exciting career opportunities, just email us!

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"Okay, I'm on the website, but now I'm having trouble with my browser,
what should I do?"

Complain out loud. If that doesn't work, try bitching and moaning out loud. If all else fails you can...
1) Call Greg, and explain your problem in a cool, calm voice
(If you hear snoring on the other end of the line, call again and try to find someone else who's awake.)

2) Send a cool, calm email to superfreakshome@yahoo.com


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"Why did you pick the name 'Superfreaks' What does it stand for?"
It's the acronym for the Superfreaks motto: "Stupidity Is Timeless."Duh!

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Thursday, October 12, 2006

Cheese na naman

This sem's real tough, and I'm glad am close to finishing all the requirements.

What's left

- Four papers, OO APAT! for MP 115 due tomorrow (I haven't done anything which means I'll do everything one hour before the deadline just like what I did to the three, OO TATLO papers for PSYCH 101 ('Di na pala 'ko INC sa PSYCH, Prof. Van Heugten was real nice and gave me a day to complete the experiment)

- Final prod for BC 100. We recorded our production in the studio yesterday and kanina, and man, we had fun. Even Eddy, our Korean classmate, couldn't help but laugh. What's left is digital editing for the audio para swabe ang tunog.

Ako: Kuya A (BC Dept's all-around audio guy), bakit kailangan digital editing?
Kuya A: A siyempre, para swabe. Swabe ang tunog.

And scrapbook pa pala, which the girls are taking care of.


In true sabog fashion, I finalized my online enlistment last night, 30 minutes before the cut-off. Apart from the majors, I got Comparative Lit 123 (Post-Colonial Non-Western Lit Theory) and CL 151 (Phil Lit II - 40s to Present) under J. Neil Garcia AKA You're My Idol, I Wish I Could Be Half As Smart As You Are. In the end, I'll probably just take one of the two, pero para lang makasigurado. I don't care if he gives low grades, he's my idol and I wish I could be bla bla


ROTC Final Training Day last weekend. We were literally prisoners of war the whole time. After midnight, they started blindfolding and tying us. Exciting! They released us at Sunken Garden around three in the morning, and we had to rescue each other, and reach the finish point before the sun rose.

Ako: Naku, naiilawan tayo dito. Baka makita tayo ng officer!
Batch Commander MARIO: Concealment! Mag-concealment tayo!

'Di ko alam kung bakit, pero tawa 'ko nang tawa after he said that.

We ended up diving into dirty ponds, crawling on mud; bruises, allergy attacks, and ants & insects crawling all over us.

BUT, it was awesome.


Tomorrow, we shoot footage for someone's birthday.

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Next week, I start shooting my film. AT LAST

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Ako ang lead actor sa film ni James. Isa akong superhero. Exciting!

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Span-ish

I have no time to nerd.

Which is sad, because suddenly the load that I had last week (see last post) has been doubled in just two days!

I'm officially INC in Psych, which I find funny. I did well in all the 10 exams, and in the two online experiments. But, because I got sick and there were no classes last Thursday and Friday, I lack an hour of experiment credit. Yeah, just one hour. That's 1.5% of the total requirements in the course. And I get a final grade of INC.

MP 115 is killing me, because Sir Vim and his fun, spontaneous self suddenly decided to go to Thailand without telling us. He'll be back on October 11—which means we'd have to actually do our finals stuff WITHOUT HIM. According to my classmates, we'd be doing our workshops online. Some found this very hip, and very now, but I just find it real annoying. A lot of people have been telling us that every student of Sir Vim gets an INC grade, and now I'm convinced.

The Fine Arts G.E. art production is the only class that's keeping me sane these days, making masks and painting stuff.


In other news, life is great, really, if I don't think about school.

Last night we celebrated an important event, and dahil bunso ako, I ate and drank the most. And medyo nasobrahan yata. I had to sleep there for the very first time, which was fine, because I didn't have to wake up and drive there (or magpadrive) at five in the morning like I do everyday.

A lot of things are changing, and I couldn't be more happier to embrace this new life.

I just enlisted my classes online, and I got two Spanish classes. Which means Spanish everyday.

Tonight I sleep early, tomorrow there's ROTC physicals before the sun rises. ACK!

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

(You) complete me

Fine Arts field trip to Cagayan, Tuguegarao, and Aparri was real great. Pictures soon.

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Art Production for FA 30
Dula, an entirely new Story, Poem and Kuwento Revisions, and the Folio of Works for MP 115
Full-Length Film Screenplay for MP 179
Final Production and Scrapbook for BC 100
Online and Classroom Experiments and ENDLESS Papers for Psych 101
Final Exam and YET ANOTHER Final Paper for Comm 100

All these in less than two weeks.

Someone save me from the deadly INC from Psych and my two MP classes. Three INCOMPLETEs in the transcript is not pretty good.

And I haven't enlisted my subjects yet!

Monday, September 04, 2006

One Taiwan Job

Today I celebrate one whole year of playing servant to the loaded citizens of Taiwan.

It all started exactly a year ago—September 4, 2005. A man e-mailed me and asked if I was interested in some extra cash. By extra, he meant “more than what you’re getting from whatever sidelines you have.”

The job: People from Taiwan send in their articles, theses, college application letters, dissertations, and even company memorandums for me to “fix” their faulty English grammar and sentence construction. By faulty, I mean unpleasant fourth-grade level English.

And it hasn’t been easy.

Aside from the occasionally piercing task of trying to find some sense in the works I read, the job entails an extreme amount of research. Every month, I’d receive at least six to seven pieces on topics I’m not familiar with at all. There was this paper on the Navier-Stokes equations used to solve the aerodynamic flow over an aircraft. And this college science project on the neurophysiology of visual perception, mammalian brain neuroanatomy and cell-level neurophysiology. And the most challenging so far, a university thesis presenting superconductivity as a macroscopic quantum state of "Cooper pairs."

But, it’s been very fulfilling. A Taiwanese lass sent a thank-you card after she passed Stanford, a lighting company gave me a small lamp and seven light bulbs of different sizes after I “sanitized” their company’s constitution and by-laws, a group of college kids scanned their 3rd prize science fair ribbon and gave me a copy. These small deeds permit me to overlook the pain of splurging hours reading about calculating Pi, environmental neurotoxic substances, or bioluminescence.

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Muro Ami

Taking a break from finishing a plate for furniture class. Really working hard, considering it’s non-credit. The class keeps me sane from all the mad stories and ideas we have to churn out every single day for the major subjects. Man, the last time I stayed up this late was the day before our big BC report.

Hung out with Victor today, drove around UP, caught up and all after what? two months! Went all the way to Shang for a real nice dinner, where we couldn’t help but recall the good ol’ days. Tear. Oh man. Tama na. Hahaha.

Diving class is awesome, potek sa Anilao ang finals namin!

Kaso sadly, I won’t be able to go to the Fine Arts field trip this weekend to Vigan due to the craziness that is ROTC. Iz cool, RO is really fun, especially with all the kalokohan Chuck teaches me, like how to manipulate an officer to not kill you after coming in late sa training for five hours. Haha. Hi Chuck! Cadet Officers, if by any chance you’re reading this, you know I’m just kidding, right? You know I never cut class. :E (Man, what’s with that smiley?)

Working on new stuff with this year’s batch of Entrepreneurial Management boys in UA&P. Hyperactive group with so much potential. Plus they give me the whole high school vibe which I miss a lot.

If you’re from school, drop by at CHK tomorrow night for some Judo and Karate action. Support me and sina Marty, Art, and Nic!
Thank you beautiful people.

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Cravings

Spending time in Alabang now with TJ and Max. Will run to Greenhills in a few to buy Chinese chow from the supermarket.

Film scriptwriting class is driving me and the rest of the class nuts.

There's only one requirement for the entire sem, that's one full-length script. I'm still on the first stage—the storyline part. I've submitted four storylines, and the one that I like best is the last one, a sci-fi thriller about the dark side of being a superhero.

Just got feedback from Prof Reuel a few mins. ago:


James,

Ang paggamit ng superhero at sci-fi ay hindi basta-basta. Nakaangkla ito sa katotohanan ng lipunang ginagalawan natin. Halos tumatayong simbolo o representasyon ang mga ito. At ang sci-fi ay parang isang komentaryo sa kasalukuyang kalagayan.

Ang puntong ito ang aking hinahanap, ang komentaryo sa kasalukuyan.

Lagi, naisasantabi ang puntong ito at nahihirati ang pagkukuwento sa special effects, spectacular scenes, at imahinasyon.

Reuel


I don't even know what “nahihirati” means. :(

One month to write !


Every Friday night, we'd run to the nearest mall, where we'd eat for hours, then go to the movies, then hang out at some person's house to watch the latest corny TV show available. And sometimes we'd escape from a group whatever to eat at cheapo buffet places. It is, truly, chow time na. Hahaha.

The first time I met Greg was freshman year high school, where we were seatmates. During our first Reading test, I “stole” a ¼ sheet of paper from his bag. When he found this out, he confronted me and said, “Hindi ka ba tinuturuan nang mommy mo na magsabi ng please?”

The next day, we became close friends. Haha.

Happy birthday Greggy!

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Pro-jek

Break time at last. The last time I went out was the week before Bree left for Esta-tes, where with no plans whatsoever we ended up watching The Dawn and Ely Buendia's whatever band. This week I'm finishing my final project for the apprenticeship, my dorky pal Timmy comes to the rescue to play the main man.

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Design project's called 4 minutes, which is a compilation of unedited\continuous shots in the life of four different human beings; in this case four spoiled kids whose parents think that the price of a privy school educ equals good conservative angels. Loko lang. Sige na salamat Timmy at Steve at Arthur at Je.

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And this is what's up

been teaching a class in Pisay, nice hyperactive kids, no formal lectures (as if) next week, instead we'll play rugby

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will start doing some stuff for Northfield tomorrow, advising their council, pretty excited, feels it'll work out

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and then there's school, which is quite crazy, endless homeworks and exams, but i'm having a great time

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Saturday, July 29, 2006

MUST SEE! TOTALLY INSPIRING!

Click here and watch the most shockingly artistic video you'll ever see in your life.

Got this from Quark, thank you for leading us to this gem.

I'm still speechless.

Pepe, we have to get these people to work with us!!!

Friday, July 21, 2006

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Forst Som

01.
General Psych – M. Van Heugten
Apol, who has just shifted from Manila, is my classmate here. Kaso, it’s individualized instruction (meaning: hello, welcome to class, get a copy of the textbook, read it and I’ll see you during exams, bye!) so we’re not really gonna see each other except the first meeting. And during the ten exams. !

02.
Fine Arts 30 – R. Defeo
Yahoo! It’s Defeo time! And field trip to Bicol!

03.
Communication – A. Aguila
04.
Broadcast Comm – P. Aseron

And because I didn’t get any Math or Science related classes, I got not one, but two Malikhaing Pagsulat subjects! Eets Tagalog time!

05.
Pagsulat ng Iskrip sa Pelikula – R. Aguila

And …

06.
An MP class entitled: “Seminar.” Amazing. The awesome thing is it’s being taught by Prof. Vim Nadera aka Idol.

And of course,

07.
Judo
08.
Skin Diving
09.
Military Science / ROTC

I’d like to take this opportunity to welcome Apol to Diliman and to congratulate him for getting two certainly stirring subjects: Russian and Japanese Studies! These classes are of course extremely necessary for such a man who plans to travel to Russia and Japan in the NEAR future.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

In the Dojo

Spent my summer in the Judo Room!


Took Dr. Argete's class, which is really an awesome Environmental Engineering subject filled with calculations and long biogeochemistry terms. Given a chance, I'll take it again. Dork! Sobrang galing ni Dr. Argete, the best. He went to Max-Planck-Institute kaya he has this German accent.

Judo addiction while taking notes!

Monday, April 24, 2006

Nge

What if I did do it?


About a month and a half ago, they asked and I said no. It was an instant decision I made; I had to say no to an experience that had the possibility of changing everything, like me being able to ride the train everyday with no apprehension.


Two weeks later, they called again and I asked for a few days to decide. Talked to my family, thought about it a hundred times. 50% crazy, 50% brave, I said yes. The next few days were a whirlwind; we shot the photos for the opening billboard, we shot at school, me in front of the Oblation, me playing Rug, me rolling on the Sunken grass, me eating isaw, tapsilog at Rodics, etc. These were all being done to build up my nametag in the show as “Cool na Iskolar ng Bayan,” which is really funny and sad at the same time. 'Di ba? Hahaha.


Then a week later, I backed out. Maybe it's just 'cause I'm afraid of the whole invasion of privacy shat, or the fact that nobody goes through unscathed on the show.


Then the night before the show began, that was last Saturday, the guy who replaced me backed out due to a family emergency. They called again and I asked for an hour to decide. First I asked friends what they thought I should do, then I talked to family members if they were fine with it. In the end, the friends said yes, the family said no. I had to follow my family.


Fortunately, they were able to find a guy to replace me that midnight, and they were able to shoot all the necessary clips just in time for the opening. All these thanks to the amazing efforts of two cameramen who I truly admire.


I was only able to catch the last half of yesterday's pilot, and in a way I do feel na parang sayang, I should've done it, nothing to lose.


My aim in joining the show is for my family to be proud of me. And I wanted older people to see that we kiddos aren't as screwed up as they think we are. But I guess making that decision of declining made my fam extremely happy, knowing that in the end, I'll stay with what they think is good for me.


No regrets.

This of course means that I still have summer school! Nge!

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Rundown

1.

Just came from a three-day retreat with other guys who go to Kaps, and to the Centers of UP-M, Ateneo, DLSU, UA&P, CSB, and UST. Samar rocks, it reminded us all of Hogwarts, with the dorms, hallways, stairs. Really nice these past three days. And got two really good books at Samar, which I can definitely use.

2.

Looked at some places at Katip a while ago after dinner with Carlo, eyeing on one unit which’s near perfect. Awesome services and amenities, they even have a shuttle that will take to you school. Nakakahiya, haha. Will wait for the parentals’ word on Monday.

3.

Summer class starts on Monday. !! First class at 7AM, haha. That should teach me real discipline.

4.

May Friendster na ako. ! Hahaha.

5.

There were so many things on my mind these past few weeks, but now I’m real happy that I’m just focused on one thing.

6.

I’ve never felt this happy in the longest time. I was telling Juanchi while going home a while ago how much the Center has changed the way I am. I know it sounds real sentimental, I’m real thankful that on the day I was supposed to tell the guys I was gonna stop going to the Center, it rained real hard and I wasn’t able to go. The next day, was able to clear my mind.


7.

Started teaching Rugby to little kids last Sunday in the South area. Glad to say there were only two casualties that afternoon, which is a real achievement. Ultra-rowdy yet incredibly funny boys. If you got younger bros 8-12 yrs old, hit me up, it’s all free! Carlos invented our motto which is, “All you need is a tough ... heart.” Haha. We’re thinkin of creating a new camp for North kiddos, which will probably be held at Sunken Garden. We have six kids na from Northfield. NORTHfield. How apt. Ang corny.


8.

Getting my military uniform tomorrow. Yowza! At last.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Mega-Tonsilitis

Kapag nakikita ko ang ginagawa ni GMA sa ating mga Pinoy, naaalala ko nung unang beses akong tinanggalan ng lalamunan. Anim na taong gulang ako nun. Nung bata kasi ako, isang ubo ko lang - winawasak na nila agad ang lalamunan ko. Isang imik - boom - nasa ospital na ‘ko - wala ng lalamunan.

Nung napanood ko ang deklarasyon ni GMA ng Proklamasyon 1017, naalala ko ang paglalarawan sa akin nina Mama at Papa tungkol sa pagtanggal sa aking lalamunan: “Aalisin ang lalamunan mo. Pupunta ka sa ospital, ooperahan, at dun ka matutulog. Pero ok lang dahil pagkatapos ng operasyon, puwede kang kumain ng kahit gaano karaming ice cream na gusto mo.”

Klarong-klaro na isa itong kagaguhan. At isa sa mga tabletang pilit ipinalunok sa akin ng mga magulang ko noon at ngayo’y ipinapalunok sa atin ni GMA: oo, maaari kang kumain ng kahit gaano karaming ice cream na gusto mo, pero bago yan hihiwain ko muna ang iyong lalamunan.

Ang reaksyon ng gobyerno sa mga taong ipinaglalaban ang demokrasya ay isang giyera laban sa kanilang mga matatapang na lalamunan. Isang giyera laban sa mga kritiko na nagpapanggap na giyera laban sa krimen.

Kinakatakutan ng gobyerno ang paglakas ng boses ng sambayanan sa puntong gumagalaw na sila gamit ang mga paraang klarong-klaro ay iligal. Warrantless arrests? Pagbabawal sa mga rally? Pagkontrol sa media? Ano ito, Poland, 1970? Wasto ba ang mga ito? Isang nakakabaliw na kalokohan na pinapabayaan natin itong mangyari.

Wala ng imposible sa gobyernong ito. Nakakatakot isipin na ang lahat ng ito ay simula pa lamang. Iyan ang dahilan kung bakit ang paglaban sa panahong ito ay napaka-importante. Aksyon ang solusyon - bago dumating sa punto na sa bawat sandali ng buhay natin kung kailan papayagan nila tayong kainan ang kahit gaano karaming ice cream na gusto natin, wala na tayong kapabilidad na lumunok.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Brake

The boy is a rambling eighteen-year-old schizophrenic member of the misguided youth who breathes support from Kurt Cobain - a mythical rock star who allowed words to trampoline him off into his own imaginary space. One day he plans to acquire the ability to bring a political consciousness to punk fused ska with hard rock. This year he plans to finish writing a book chronicling modern-day slavery around the world.

He often wonders whether there exists in a frozen valley some form of anaerobic microbe beneath a rock that has somehow managed since ninetyninetysomething to avoid exposure to today's Capitalist culture. And if such a life form exists, he asks, how soon will it be before marketers hunt it down and focus group its preferences for carbonated beverages and entry-level sedans?

Once, he read about this rumor that there exist certain bioluminescent sea creatures below the 25,000-feet level who have yet to learn about the present. He plans on hunting them down, netting them, demanding to know which of the Friends is their favorite.

During his free time, he shows patience as he stands in front of a random building and tries to make it levitate.

He shall pop again next month.

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Safran! Foer!

This morning I was in a meeting with folks who were pitching me decent work. The condition was I had to do the work during weekdays, which would mean I’d eventually have to quit school. No way man. They’re offering me pay that’s 100 times more than what I’m getting every week in the paper; but I don't really care about that. As Wacky would say, I’m a cheap loozah who would work for Chocnut. I’d rather eat siomai in FA and sit through my Philo prof’s stories about his parrot who eats nothin but tapa than sacrifice school for dough.

Nice thing was the execs understood - I mean, I love those guys, they're a bunch of awesome people who aren't out there just to abuse people and shat.

Right after, I went home to eat lunch, then went to teach the brattiest kids in the planet, then went straight to the GA where I was introduced to the big guys as the enfant terrible of the circle. Timmy says it's 'cause I look totoy and dorky - and I am totoy and dorky - but there would be days when I tend to shock everyone with my antics.

Ate dinner with Martin and the gang then went straight to ABS to meet up with Jay and Ferry, our exec prod and planned out things. We’re supposed to tape tomorrow but we decided to move it to Wed so we can get enough time to think about content and all those things.

I can't say this enough but this is really getting me hyped up. Jay's all good vibes talaga - we're both bent on working our asses off to make it really decent and all. We're even self-promoting ourselves via shirts and merchandise. !!!!!

Went with Jay to Alfredo’s - totally spontaneous - laughed and drank with his tito, his tito’s wife, and Ali, who’re all great, real people. Then went on and got lost on the road looking for the place where Ali and his band’s gig is. Finished Mojo’s set, drank some more, turned red.

And now I'm just taking a break via WiFi powers then I'll go see what happens next. I want chicken nuggets and barbecue sauce.

Saturday, February 04, 2006

Swede Dreams

Today's the start of new work along with Jay, who’s a nice guy, really. Good vibes, good vibes. Feeling pumped up and all. I mean, I feel like this is gonna be great. Am I sounding too inspirational? Blog ko ito. Shut up!

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She's incredibly talented, she's a co-Lost junkie, she's really funny, she tells stories with so much passion, she zips. But enough of that. The one thing that I love most about her is that she's genuinely warm.

Happy Birthday Tals!

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Pow wow

Tonight our school circle was semi-complete, which meant only one thing - time to play Let's Sing Pop Songs About Each Other!

It is, in my opinion, the worst game in the world, and its creator should not be allowed to exist lest he/she creates even more horrible games.

Despite our very vocal protests in being a part of this cheesy exercise and downright wrong activity, our circle head Steve still pushed through with it. In fact, he seemed to be ultra-enthusiastic about the whole idea of inventing lyrics and melodies on the spot that his sentences were peppered with expressions like, "Nakaka-excite!" and "Excited na 'ko!"

Therefore for the benefit of everyone, I am posting Steve's photo in hopes that you will stay away from this wacko. Protect yourself and your family. Protect yourself and your family from this man!

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Hello, I'm Steve! I will eat your babies.

We felt extremely bad that our opinions were ignored, and actually planned to walk out of the house. Nonetheless, we still went on and played anyway. Oh, peer pressure!

Sunday, January 22, 2006

And then some

After fetching my twin cousins Marvyn and RJ in the airport, went straight to RCBC and saw Once on This Island for the nth time - this time with Gian playing lead. Ang ganda, potek.

This is the twins’ first time in ‘Pinas and since they chose to stay with me instead of my uncle, I’m designated to show them around town. I’m excited to show them all the places I go to and people I move around with.

By the end of their month-long stay, hoperfully they’ll understand why I chose to stay here in ‘Pinas.

Right after watching Once, I took them to their first Pinoy food trip - Aysees carinderia in Pasig. Ang sarap, potek.

Went around Makati after, ate more food, then took them home. Went to Gino’s bday party at Luce and had tons of fun catching up, along with Liz, Pepe, AJ, and John.

Liz gave Gino a CD of this weird rapper dude who has a dozen kids and who spells words in a not so appealing way (“toh,” “Philipine,” “Jheniferr”).

Miguel borrowed the CD and showed it to his friends on the other table. He came back to us and said, “They kind of got upset.”

Moved to 6 Underground after to get redder than usual, and talked about how 2006 is, like, o-some.

Medyo Awkward Moment of the night was bumping into someone I recently had a brawl with. The circles that we both move in are so small, we’re bound to see each other anyway, so we shook hands and said hellos to each other. I bet naman that we’ll settle this by the end of the week.

Right now I’m working, but a lot of time here is spent waiting and waiting and waiting, and so I’m just bumming around, eating Mini Stop ice cream.

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Dennis: With all the politicians in Vegas, I sure hope Pacquiao wins or else the country might not have any money left.
James: ...
Dennis: I mean, really. If he fails to win this, he’s gonna lose a lot of trust from the Pinoys. So much for being our modern national hero.
James: ...
Dennis: Pacquiao should really win this. I know he can. If only there isn’t so much politics! Screw those Vegas jerks! Go Pacman!
James: Um, ok.
Dennis: Sorry, I was just trying to sound intelligent.
James: What the hell are you saying??

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Somebody please tell me where I can take a nap.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Random memory

Waiting for some very, very late friends here in school. So let's blog.

Out of nowhere, I remembered a while ago how Chino and I found the word "cunning" a bit funny and weird when we were in high school.

We'd use "cunning" in sentences and randomly blurt them out.

"Are you cunning?"
"Mike Caseres is cunning."
"Cunning!"


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My punctual friends are here. Time to eat tapsilog in Rodics.

Fastfooling

JENNA

A while ago, at a bench in some corner at Eurostar, she was munchin on a hotdog while I was singin along (complete with gangsta moves) to Eminem's Slim Shady. We were laughin like hell.

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I love this girl.

Happy Birthday Jenna!

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GINO

Taking photos of the office's "unique" wasak wasak na ceiling, drinking sevens til we don't feel normal anymore, and chatting about every random shat in the world. And oh, meeting modern day thinkers like Rachel Lobangco.



Gino's an awesome pal.

Happy Birthday Gino!

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MIKE

When we'd watch movies, we'd sneak in chips and drinks in our backpacks. All the time. One time we got caught. You don't wanna know what happened.

Mike's one of the bestest buddies around.

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Happy Birthday Mike!

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TIM

He has a great cafeteria with the best spinach quesadilla and lychee shake. He has the nicest and coolest friend around, si Kuya Abet. And oh, he's a totally awesome person.


Oops wrong photo. (This is Mr. Tim Yap Fuan, by the way, who I met in Google.)

Happy Birthday Tim!

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Today

The year has been going well - in terms of family, school, the org, work, and sidelines haha. But nothing beats good friends who stay by your side during the most mundane times.

Today crappyness was all over. Things have been going well for the past weeks, and suddenly out of nowhere come these shat who’ve all decided to screw me over on the same day.

Sometimes, you do all you can just to please other people. You allow them to step down on you and kill your ideas in exchange of their own shat. I’ve been trying my best to cooperate, and to make things work, and I’ve been doing this for years - but you just reached the limit. I’m done.

And sometimes, no matter how much trust you’ve given some people - they’ll still screw you over. And over. And over.

But thankfully, I stayed for a few hours in the org house and learned that some people trust me with their lives. And that they believe in me, as much as I believe in them.

The sweetest surprise was findin out that I didn’t have to say a thing, because they all understood where I was coming from.

And I’m glad I walked home and ate Chickenjoy and Burger Steak with my two closest friends in UP (aside from the A boys of course) who are sadly both graduating this March.

I just wanna say this: ever since I can remember, I’ve always listened more than I talked.

My CL teacher told me the day before graduation that no matter what happens, I don’t have to explain anything to anyone, especially things that are related to my personal life. I’ve been doing this ever since; but I’m done with all the shat, and I just wanna say that today I learned so much.

There are far far far more important things than all the crapola people are goin gaga about. Like friendship, and relationships, and being happy with whatever’s there.

And today, more than any other day, I’m glad I decided to go to this school. Everything and everyone’s simple, sincere, and silent. And that’s all I really need.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Blablablabla

2006 is going really well!!!

In other less-perky news, I’m slowly realizing (yes oh yes) that FA28 Ultimate Crush is, in Anna’s words, (just) a factor of INFA28TION. Get it? Anna came up with that. We are very mature, yes. And effortlessly hilarious too. We’re such a riot, nu?

This means time for a new crush. And that’s you, Philo classmate. You know who you are.

Hahahaha. Crazy.

Yesterday, a professor made me and my classmates smile / cry (it was a mix of both) when he ended the class saying, “Okay ladies and gentlemen, today we discussed the importance of examining one’s life. On Thursday we shall answer the questions, “Why am I here?” and “What is my purpose?”

Who’s excited? I know I am.

Need to stop now, gotta wake up for a 7 am (7 am!) shoot tomorrow, and a meeting right after about something big. Well, it’s not pretty big, but it’s a start of something new. Will talk about it when it’s final na. Cliffhanger! Stirring! Gripping!

Inaantok na ‘ko.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Yowza!

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Brian's the chillest guy I know ... and by that I mean gullible as rock, it would be a shame if some people didn't take advantage of the scenario. FegaroFegaro.

Happy Birthday Brian!

It's great to be a L' Asian

In 2005, I danced to old soul, sent loads of postcards, talked shaat, watched Muay Thai, daydreamed in public transportation, got addicted to Vietnamese sandwiches, and was easily inglamed by the retardation of others.

It's also the year when one of my close friends Kevin bought a house, which makes me think of A) her sister and B) Vietnamese food. And he introduced me to both of these wonderful things. Therefore I associate him with a ghetto middle school. That and tightie blackies.

It's the year when everything was laughable, even the endorsement essay my cousin Randall wrote for my application letter to a circle.

"James used to have a tendency for punching me in my nuts and breaking my model airplanes. What a punk!"

The year I started getting the hang of doing yard work and BBQing it up to boot. And the year I started proudly reading thick books to get people to look at me with admiration.

The year where several of my days were wasted by crap reality TV, video games or sleeping in the couch.

The year when I found out I can kick with either foot, but can't throw a baseball with authority.

2005 was the year I was like Peter Parker, the kimchee eating version.

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Sunday, January 01, 2006

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NintendoDS and pencils. That's all I need.