Hello kiddos

I just got home from the RockEd project meeting. -_- Thanks to all the nice Ates (Ate Beng, Ate Weng, Ate Sheila - though they won't be able to read this hehe) for making sure I get home/ride home. The meeting was fun and a bit messy at the same time with people running here and there, confirming this and that, needing this and that. Blablabla. I didn't know that the Quezon Ave station was going to be an on-the-spot painting thing, unlike the other stations where there's an acoustic band set-up. Frankly though I would want to be in Quezon Ave station and see the passerbys, commuters be exposed to a form of art different from music, something that's more visual and different from that which is more readily perceived cos you can hear it from meters away. This they'd have to really stop and look and see.

This reminds me of Sir JLeg and how he hopes that the time will come when common people would say instead of, "Tara sine tayo, let's go watch a movie," they'd be telling their friends, "Oi may play sa ganitong theater, panuorin natin." (Of course, the cost for putting up a play, it's duration, the preparation and the money needed to watch it are altogether a different story.)

So, blablabla, just see the ad below. (If you really want a treat, pass by the Ayala MRT Station. Ok, that's a HUGE advice there. Let's see, it involves the words giniling, sago and, er... dharma - hala, ba't naging piliin ang naiiba.) But it would be better too if you stopped by the other bigger stations like, North Ave, Quezon Ave, Shaw, Quezon Ave, Ortigas, Quezon Ave, Taft, Quezon Ave, Cubao, Quezon Ave, Magallanes, and have I mentioned Quezon Ave?





For more info, because I know you want to know more, hehehe, CLICK.

Bah. Podium is such a stuck up place I hate it. "Podium, hun, don't be so stuck up, you're just a rich bastard son of your maka-masa daddio SM." What the fuck is wrong with me. I didn't take in any coffee so I can sleep relatively early. So yes, off to sleep I go.