Bits
Remika: mangingisay eh noh... hahaha! na-iimagine ko na. hahaha! AM: ah hindi siyempre kasi ako magiging worse case ako. AM: wala ng ibang pilipino tapos loveless pa AM: tanginang yan nga naman oo --- AM: grabe simula talaga bukas ay magstastart na akong mag eat "healthy" Remika: ulul. ikaw mag i-eat healthy? AM: hahaha. what if... *shock of shocks ala day after tomorrow* i go VEGAN? Remika: ulul. nagplaplano ka pa dyan pumunta sa mr kebab e. hahahaha! Remika: =)) AM: ay shet oo nga no. mr kebab. MR KEBAAAAAB. Remika: nalalasahan ko na ang onioooooons. AM: hahahah AM: exagge AM: kelangan ko kumain ng shawarma buka AM: *bukas Remika: kasi kumakain ako ngayon. hahaha! joke AM: ano kaya calorie content nun. hahahahhaha kdfj0s9374039kdf AM: NG KEBAB??? Remika: you're scaring me. AM: *kills you* AM: HAHA Remika: joke nga. hindi kumagat ako ng onion. hahahaha AM: akala ko pa naman... rarapein ko na sana yung kebab Remika: ang sarap nung maraming lamaaaan. tapos tipong tutulo pa yung sauce sa chin. yaaak! hahahaha AM: sa chin talaga eh no... grabe ka rin ah. mukhang mas fulfilling ang kebab experiences mo AM: masarap yung sa Philcoa promise. ang daming laman. shet, nakakagago. HAHAHA hello pedicab. --- Remika: narealize ko na ayaw ko makipag socialize sa mga taong una palang ay uncomfortable na ako around them. e marami sila... hahahaha AM: kawawa ka naman. kelangan mong mabrainwash. hahahaha --- Dixi: yo my little bitch Dixi: hahaha AM: OMG *rapes you* AM: whatta greeting Dixi: i just came from a tiring round of basketball. AM: how many people did you bruise? lol Dixi: and now i have no decent dinner. noodles lang. Dixi: ayun. established na ako as an aggressive player. AM: hey that's decent enough AM: :)) Dixi: pero my shooting skills improved by 75% AM: nax naman 75% Dixi: i swear. dati kasi parang hinahagis ko lang yung bola in a very precise manner Dixi: ngayon, WHOOSH. smooth na. oh yeah. bit me. AM: wooh Dixi: *bite me. but if i were a geek i'd say byte me. but im not. AM: shit. some people ditch their money like it grows like fucking pandan. Dixi: pandan. haha. AM: byte me. holy shite.... i never imagined such geeky vocab proportions AM: cos we have a pandan plant here AM: and here i am, trying to bring my daily expenses from P150 down to P100. Dixi: i was just thinking of her a while ago. Dixi: i mean, her and +. AM: because im broke, my phone got stolen, and i lost my eyeglasses (which my mom doesnt know about yet) --- Dixi: HOOOHA YOUR PHONE GOT STOLEN?!?!! AM: YEAH AM: read about it in my blog AM: WHILE FUCKING DANCING TO PEDICAB LIKE I WAS A HARDCORE FAN AM: it got stolen by some punx unite kind galing sa anti-kurikum of antipolo, apparently. Dixi: gago ka talaga. AM: holy fuck talaga. but i wasnt bothered much. except that i do miss my phone. Dixi: maybe your lola with her puno can buy you another one. lucky you. Dixi: :| WTMFH kind of expressoin is holy fuck talaga??? Holy fuck nga naman talaga oo. Currently listening to Sugababes. Crap. They grow on you like mongo.
Anonymous Anonymous
This week the only important things I have to deal with are: January 31 - Quiz in Film12 February 3 - Report in Anthro1 Plus all the other TV shows I have to watch come Wednesday and Thursday. I know. Somebody shoot me please. And to think I haven't even started a proper handout material for that Feb3 report. I'm gonna work on it like a motherfucker this Wednesday. I swear. Or as soon as later tonight. But I've started with the analysis and shite. I just have to have a few words with my teacher about what she wants out of the report. AI on Wednesday and I'm excited as fuck. About the only thing I look forward to. I know, I've said that enough to feel like I've said it a hundred times. I'm scrapping the past film idea. Besides I'm not going to go anywhere much with a tragic reluctant love story. This new one's more character-driven. It's about a group therapy initiated by some lady a couple of years out of college who just wants to help people and firmly believes that they can change. Nobody comes to her group therapy really even though it's for anybody with any problem, basically just a place to talk. And then a steady stream of people suddenly come. There's your bitching chainsmoker, your cold and sinister cancer patient, your prostitute who doesn't want anybody to know she's a prostitute, the guy bored with his life, the gay guy with a troubled young (hetero) marriage who just stares at his problems but truly wants to keep his marriage together (and you belive him), the girl who's in love with the world etc. Characters subject to change. It's like an Anonymous Anonymous group therapy. They tell each other about their lives, some of their deepest darkest woes and secrets, but they remain strangers to each other. An agreement is that they stay strangers, they don't even know each others' real names. And so somebody falls in love with another, somebody's true identity remains a secret - an open secret, somebody's life gets even more messed up, somebody still believes they're going to change... But nobody does, they're still all the same, almost by choice, they are - except for that one guy who does change, but then again he dies. It's like another life they have inside the group thing. So when are they being themselves really? When they've stripped off all inhibitions or when they step outside and put on the mask that's already second skin. This group therapy, there are flyers posted here and there but it only managed to attract these people - and there are a million of them out there. This group therapy, it's an open secret. It's like the first part of fight club stretched. And with less psychoness to it. Just people, with your common problems, with the ironies of life. And a few fcking hearbreaking scenes in between them. If you want to suggest a character or a scenario or a topic they talk about in one of their group meetings, please please do comment.
Should I Stay Or Should I Go?
Hello, my life is still pretty much made up of TV, and TV, and, what? TV. I still haven't found something new to wake up to. Blablablabla shit. If this goes on until April or something, I'm applying transfer to Chapman. Okay, just half kidding but the prospect of moving some place else is still nagging at me. My aunt suddenly told me why not apply for the Japanese government scholarship so for the next 5 years that I'll be there I can spend my life travelling to the most exotic destinations for quite some while. And then I realized - holy fuck, if I lived in Japan I can go to Hawai'i every month. Holy fuck. I think I'm applying. Fuck finishing school here early, fuck being stuck in mediocrity for the next 2 to 3 years here, fuck how hard it is to get around this place at night without a car. Should I stay or should I go? Dandananan. I'm not 100% sure if I'll pass that stupid test with world history or something but fuck man, I'm totally applying. So what if I've got a small photography job here already, if there's Rock Ed, if it will take me 7 years total to finish my freaking undergrad. Everybody else will be doctors and having their 9 to 5 jobs and there I'll be: Just fresh out of college with no full-time job but I'd have travelled more times than they've ever ridden a plane and with a part-time job that pays you like a call center veteran, minus the boring, burning out hours inside the office. Okay, I'm just bored. And am off for a shower. And then I'm off to school. We'll see how it goes.
Pppppictures
  And then here's some visual ode to Ayisse. haha 
I lost my phone...
...this time to, I believe, a member of some Punx Unite sort of group that goes by the name of Anti-Kuriwhatever of Antipolo or whatever. See I don't even remember. Because, I dunno, I'm not so affected by it. Maybe because I lost it while dancing to Pedicab. And Pedicab is fucking awesome live. Good thing I have some of the numbers of these new people down on paper. However the most important new people, I don't. But I can get that through a friend anyway who's connected. So yeah... Pedicab is fucking awesome. Helped clean the Philippine Relief Map in Luneta this afternoon as part of Rock Ed, and then went to Terno Au Go Go cos Rock Ed has a booth. And then I was too unattached to my cellphone to even give a damn so it got stolen. I'm amazed though at the level of my attachment... I even forgot that this is one of the main purposes of these various black-clad concert crashing orcs (but surprisingly they paid for this one, meh it's only Php50). Yes, my dear friends, to steal. Ikaw kasi Ange mukha ka daw mayaman eh, sinubukan tuloy tayo nakawan (and nanakawan ako successfully). Hahaha joke. Well there. Met some cousins. One of them was surprisingly organizing the event. Heh. A jumble of people from the usual courtesy introductions (you know, the kind wherein you don't really remember their names). New Rock Ed volunteers. Old Rock Ed volunteers. A classmate. Blablabla. Took photos. Went outside. Went back in. So yeah pics to follow. Maybe God is telling me to get rid of my beat up cellphone. I think I just got it December 2004 but it's been ages. Goodbye high school retreat scandal videos, videos of rolling down the hill. Goodbye Docomo mushroom keychain-cleaner thing (that's the one I'm after actually, not even the freaking sim). I don't even know why I went tonight. Haha. Well it was fun while it lasted. The only band I really went to infront of the stage for was Pedicab. Hahaha Yes, let's spread the dance punk. (And I would've gone for DBT but Ayisse wasn't there yet. haha)
JD marry me please kthxbye
Okay because I remembered how sexy JD was I decided to go to youtube and watch some live performances and yes he is sexy but we already know that and I am not making any sense. I nicked some songs off INXS's new album on limewire but I'm definitely buying the album. I haven't seen it around here tho :( Even if it's been out for about two months now. Suzie McNeal has her bit on one of their songs, Hot Girls. And Perfect Strangers is a good song too. Wtf am I saying. JD is teh sex. Yeah. Er... yeah. I think... I will sleep now.
Only 19
No this is not a spoof of that Mandy Moore movie Only Seventeen. (Oh wait, it's actually an Elijah Wood movie. Whatever.) Had photoshoot this morning. You know, we do it for fun. Hahaha Just kidding. But I like saying doing it for fun instead of portfolio material because people usually understand the former reason better. Well I was sick as fuck towards the end. And I hated it. I was so burned out to even remember I wanted a shot in the middle of the road. Pero syempre nakakahiya narin sa models ^_^ And we spent the longest time lounging around we looked like we were just playing with make-up in such an open space. And it was quite a bugger that these Psych students, I suppose, who sat beside us didn't even have the courtesy to tell us to quiet down or something. There were some subtle parinigs, "Nagaaral kasi tayo" OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT, NOT sure what they said exactly. But it was along that line. Hay... such a common Filipino female trait don't you think? We actually master the art of parinig at such a young age. Well next time I might treat people out as payment cos they've been so gracious with all this modelling stuff. Next shoot we're gonna freaking buy stuff from Ukay instead if we're not showcasing anybody's clothes or whatever. I don't like lugging around clothes that aren't going to be used anymore anyway. And I'll stress that everybody should come on time. Heh. I wonder where next. Altho I have this idea for valentines that involves heart shapes of varying sizes (from 1/2 illustration board size to something tiny that fits the palm), cigarettes, fake tears (hello Visine) and sitting on corners and along the side of the road with lots of blurred people moving about. For example, a girl sitting in a corner (and yes she's wearing a skirt), she's holding a cigarette and her heart is propped against the wall beside her. Then there's the blurred movement from people walking about. Hmm... This needs a lot of planning. When I get my energy back. I might suffer mental collapse or something. My head's starting to throb again. Fuck you head. Too bad I wasn't able to come to the org's film screening of Mike de Leon's Batch 81 (which I really, really wanted to watch :(), the interaction with ateneo film crew or something after, and then there's the Rock Ed meeting right now. Aaaaaaaaah.
The coffeeshop within a play
I'm just sitting here, listening to stuff, and well, waiting for it to be Tuesday so I can watch American Idol. And I have this one other reaction paper due tomorrow that I haven't done yet. It only needs to be at least a page long in double space but I'm slacking off. (It only took me to write the other one 20 minutes but you know... Ack. I don't want to start it. I'll write a blog post first.) So this week I watched Jarhead. Holy hell, Jake was too sexy. I think I drooled the most in the cinema. The movie was fucking funny too and Ayisse, Remika, and I laughed the most in the theater, like there were actually parts in which we were the only ones laughing/making noise. I just realized after the movie that we had quite a number of old people sitting in the row behind us. Sorry grans I kept on squeeing hahaha. And then yesterday gran and I watched Underworld for our weekly movie day out. Kate Beckinsale was hot. I don't really dig the whole vampires thing but it was a good movie. I was pretty squirmy with that lalaland scene Kate and the werewolf kiddo had. Cos it kept on popping in my mind that Kate has a kid already. And maybe because I don't really like the werewold guy. Am I making sense? Well it's a pretty forgettable movie cos it's just Sunday and I feel like I've watched it a week ago or something. Little Manhattan this Wednesday, I hope. I think I might be in for a - hey I'm listening to Richard Ashcroft's New York right now :D - load of crying or some. (Ooof, Bittersweet Symphony just came on. I love this song like fook.) Well Queer Eye For the Straight Guy UK replay awhile ago. I was pretty much laughing but the original is still better. Tristan was adorable though hahaha. And their carpenter guy for UK sounds so much like Thom only he looks blonde-hot or something. Oh and last last week we watched this play, The Coffeeshop Within A Play written by Dr. Naohiko Umewaka, this Noh master. It's kind of a contemporary Noh. It was a fucking beautiful play. I'd give anything right now to be able to watch it again. It's fucking funny. The presentation was nonlinear so we see this slave-driving lady directing a play. The play is about a guy (who, in "real" life has a speech defect and is retarded but suddenly becomes this equally slave driving director when he becomes in character... like his speech suddenly turns straight when he plays the director role) directing a play, which is about a girl (played by a dumb actress) directing a play. And then somewhere in the middle an older woman steps in, turns out she is directing this whole thing. So it's a director, directing a director, directing a director, directing a play. Pretty confusing but when you watch it, you don't even need 2 brain cells to get what is happening. Well somewhere towards the end the two directors suddenly drift and walk away. And then slowly the guy with the speech defect goes away too but while all this drifting is happening, the dumb japanese girl is still acting and playing director on stage, trying to give directions to the two main characters of the supposed boy-meets-girl-in-coffeeshop play, wherein the man is played by a really clumsy actor who stutters. And then, everything suddenly changes, the director suddenly turns into a customer, is offered coffee by the waitress, and the stuttering clumsy actor suddenly delivers his role suave and all like he's supposed to do. (And yes, the actor was gwapo hahaha.) Red lights come on, music comes on for the first time, the man lights a cigarette and the stage turns into a quaint cafe in Little Italy, New York. Like a scene out of some old-era movie. Fuck it was so beautiful I couldn't get enough of all the emotiveness in it. And then the man finds out that the girl he asked out to dinner is actually on a wheelchair, but they leave nonetheless. And then the lights go dim. The stage is then filled with blue light, and the cigarette is still burning, Noh Master Umewaka does a little Noh performance in there and a Noh performance is projected on stage. And then, he leaves, and all the other actors and director from the coffeeshop enter the stage, dressed in white, and proceed to scatter and lie down on stage or slump themselves on chairs. Everything was actually told in reverse, the coffeeshop burned and all of them died. And then they suddenly go back to life, blue lights still on and so, and it's just like a normal coffee shop scene, with all of them friendly and for once not yelling at each other trying to direct a play about a director directing a blablabla. (Which is the only time we see them interacting normally with each other since for the duration of the play, they were all playing actors in a play about a director directing a blablabla.) It was beautiful. Beautiful. Watching those coffeeshop moments with the lone burning cigarette and its column of smoke and the stage bathing in blue light (and red light for the earlier scene) will remain to be one of the best moments of my life, like I don't even know why. I wanted to hug Monica, my socsci classmate last sem who I just chanced upon before we went in to watch, who was sitting beside me, and cry. Hahaha The play was such an experience I can't get enough of and I can't believe I just made a post about it now. --- Shite I better start writing this short reaction paper and get my ass to bed because I still have a shoot around 10:30am tomorrow aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh. And I'm attending the 8:30am Archaeo class so I can make it to that shoot.
I stole this :O
:O again A - Accent: Balara ghetto yo. Okay, I'm just kidding. I don't think I have one. B - Breakfast Item: 2 scrambled eggs with tomatoes, toast and marmalade plus sausages. And I prepare it myself. Hah. Kinda like my brunch already since I wake up around 8:30 or 9 everyday. C - Chore you hate: taking care of the little brother D - Dad's Name: Abelardo E - Essential everyday item: money, cellphone, pen and paper, and mp3 player. F - Flavour ice cream: peppermint choc, strawberry, coffee G - Gold or Silver?: Gold. I dunno... it's flashier. lol H - Hometown: QC I - Insomnia: Only on weekends. J - Job Title: Occasionally busy bum. K - Kids: are cute when they're not little devils. (If this is a how many kids I want thing, uh... none. Okay fine, 1.) L - Living arrangements: Right now? I live with my parents. Of course. Cos I still have to leach money off them. M - Mom's birthplace: Pampanga N - Number of significant others you’ve ever had: NONE. Haha For real. O - Overnight hospital stays: None ever. Well if you count when I was confined for typhoid twice... P - Phobia: RATS. They can all fucking die, for all I care. Q - Queer?: No. But non-extremely-campy queers are fun. R - Religious Affiliation: roman cath S - Siblings: two younger T - Time you wake up: 8-10am, depends U - Unnatural hair colours you've worn: None I guess. Well, there was blue for 3 days but that's just 3 days. V - Vegetable you refuse to eat: that slimy leafy vegetable W - Worst habit: Cancelling last minute, but I don't anymore. I think. X - X-rays you’ve had: The usual med check up of chest and back. Y - Yummy: Anything. From oven baked seafood ziti to buttered toast. Z - Zodiac sign: Virgo
Am I really just half the world away?
I've only had 6 1/2 class hours this week. Which I think is crazy. (Part of it is due to a prof who doesn't seem to want to have classes.) I still have 2 reaction papers to pass, which are basically just your usual one-to-two-pagers, but meh... It'd only take 2 hours to write them or some. Even though I feel like a bum sleeping at midnight and waking up at 9am, it feels strangely good. And since I haven't been doing much I thought I should probably start volunteering personal time for personal gain in attempt to further my academic pursuit. So my latest project is finding out why Jose Rizal is so popular with the masses (not just current masa but even the masa of the older days) when he's in fact an intellectual, the older masa didn't get to read his El Filibusterismo or whatnot... Sir Vic, my archaeo prof, said it's much more complex than he's a safe choice for national hero because he's not very violent, he wasn't really pushing for independence from Spain (rather, have Philippines as a state of Spain), etc. Well... *sigh* Yatty said I should get a job. (Not that he'd ever get to read this, hahaha.) Maybe I should. *sigh* I leave you all with a song. Yet another one for the soundtrack of my life. Half the world awayOasis I would like to leave this city This old town don't smell too pretty and I can feel the warning signs running around my mind And when I leave this island I'll book myself into a soul asylum Cos I can feel the warning signs running around my mind So here I go still scratching around the same old hole My body feels young but my mind is very old So what do you say? You can't give me the dreams that are mine anyway You're half the world away Half the world away Half the world away I've been lost I've been found but I don't feel down. And when I leave this planet, y'know I'd stay but I just can't stand it And I can feel the warning signs, running around my mind And if I leave this spirit, find me a hole and I will fill it And I can feel the warning signs, running around my mind Here I go still scratching around in the same old hole My body feels young but my mind is very old So what do you say? You can't give me the dreams that are mine anyway You're half the world away Half the world away Half the world away I've been lost I've been found but I don't feel down No I don't feel down (x2) I don't feel down (x4) -- On another note, I think I'll be watching this season's American Idol. I didn't watch the past one, not even the auditions. But this time it's really interesting, there's definitely more talent, and better ones at that. And David Radford is guapo. Hahaha -- I might be getting a photography gig with fu magazine btw. We'll see how it goes.
Entertainment is a two-way highway
Pick a band/artist/album + Answer using only titles of their songsYay, cos I wanna do this. And I'm picking Oasis. + Are you male or female: I Am A Walrus (My proper answer would have to be The Girl In The Dirty Shirt) + Describe yourself: Married With Children - No, actually, I Am A Walrus. + How do some people feel about you: Supersonic. But I Guess God Thinks I'm Abel. + How do you feel about yourself: Up In The Sky and at the same time Hung In A Bad Place. + Describe your ex: N/a, and since he doesn't exist, Born On A Different Cloud + Describe your views on your significant other or crush: Half the world away, hahaha. (Whotf made these questions???) + Describe what you want: A Wonderwall ;) And magic pie. Wtf. + Describe how you live: All Around the World + Describe how you love: I hope, I think, I know + Share a few words of wisdom: Keep The Dream Alive
Missing a few screws
A little more than 2 months 'til our first year in uni ends, folks. It's been a great half-year/school year. However I figured out I could use some sitting down, some proper introspection, regarding how my life is going at the moment. *Everybody proceeds to close their browsers.* Haha, it gets boring but we pick up nuggets of useful crap from other people's verbal diarrhea. And my point with all this blabbing so far is... none really. Anyway, my life is picking up at the moment with my newfound activeness with the volunteerism over at RockEd. So far it's the only volunteer group I've sticked to because I like the people and the cause is something I fully identify with. With the uni student council volunteerism and all, I didn't really get the hang of it. And it's too political most of the time for my taste, what with my timing in joining. (Anti-pGMA protests and all.) The first photoshoot was fun and we're planning another one. And that's really, really great. But, I need something else to wake up to. I could go back and try my hand again at playing and making music. I mean, it was always fun. But I fear I won't be too dedicated with that. Especially without a studio or space at someone's house to freely practice in as a band it can be pretty hard. However it can always be something that's just for fun right? And here I am looking for something regular, something to wake up to. I've always been the kind who lives for being able to experience the next day, the day after that, the one after that, and so on. Then I throw in a number of fun stuff on the side. But I'm finding the need to come up with something more solid, tangible. Which explains my photography. (Honestly though I think I need to be even more involved with that.) And then there's trying to even more incorporate the principles RockEd holds into my life because it's something I truly want to make a stand for: education, alleviating poverty and all that. And then there's school and trying to do my best with studying. Recently I've found myself starting to really process things in class discussions and lessons as an aspiring Anthropologist and not just as a student learning about her lessons. For the most part though it's still about being able to get to the future and realize I've made things happen. So here I am, trying to get out there even more, meeting new people and making connections that aren't very volatile, reinforcing those connections, and trying even more not to speak empty words. It sounds like there's been more happening in my life than the usual family, friends, and getting by. But I'm still missing quite a number of things, I believe. So now I guess I'm gonna go about it like a normal teenager and start going out with friends more and find time to hang out with them. I guess that can be attributed to a few missing pieces of my puzzle. (I have a weird schedule and I end up just talking to my friends online and on the phone for the most part.) But I'm still missing something. I don't know, any suggestions? Meet new people? But how? It's not very easy to find people I really click with... Or maybe it's just that I've been looking at the wrong places. (I found friends in a pretty unlikely place though - my SE Asia studies class haha.) Am I just being paranoid about all this and have, in fact, gotten it figured out? (I believe though that we'd always be missing something.) There's something that I can't quite reconcile with myself yet seeing as I've survived without it ever since but I'm afraid I don't know what it is. All I know is that I haven't come across it yet.
Last night, she said...
I wish I had a photo to show. hahaha Let's just say last night was extremely funny. And I'm trying to get over it. Right now, I'm amusing myself with these: Animated Fall Out Boy Song InterpretationThe Strokes In TransitWatching Goodfellas later. I'm done fangirling over Danny vids hahaha. (McFly.)
Hello kiddos
I think it's about time I make a new layout. I've been putting it off for, what, 6 months or something? Er... hehe. I think Ayisse comes up with more layouts in a span of one year than I ever will my entire life. I've been meaning to make a layout with this photo from a photographer in dA but I didn't get any reply from him -_- Which is fine. I posted that photo here (with all the due recognition of course) some time ago ;) I can't believe it's just been 4 days since my last post. And I think that's a good thing because, right now, to me, it means a lot in the solid, tangible world is happening... and not just because time moves slow. Played all around help, usher, and personal assistant last Wednesday at a Hudhud and Noh colloqium. It was a requirement for my South East Asian (SEA) studies class to help run the show. A number of other girls and I have a favourite Noh master already, he was this funny (in a good way) and adorable old Japanese man. Wahahaha. Cuuuuute. (But not in the manlust kind of way, you know.) Moving on to other things that you might at least be 1.000008% interested in... I have this theory based on 5 years' worth of observation.(But trust me, it's not much, I just want to sound credible... Oh no there goes my credibility.) I theorize that people who don't like/listen to hiphop club kind of music dance better to it (when they find the time to go crazy) compared to people who do. But it's not general, I'm just saying it's a theory. And dance rock will forever be better and requires more coordination to dance to. But of course, you know that's very biased. And I have a sore on the side of my tongue fjlajkraiwfjrls. But I don't really mind... You know how I am. And I want to watch Oasis so badly. And come up with another photoshoot. I need to get together with friends again. My non-science courses does not permit me to see them regularly. But it's pretty fortunate cos I get to meet new people that way and so I'm not automatically drawn to just sticking with people I know during classes. And I shall proceed to making a new layout now. While eating instant ramen <3 (I love the japanese for being brilliant with their microwave goods... They have "instant" Risotto, I just got a hold of a number of packages of em.) But before I go, in order to save this bland post, here is something that might make you laugh or repulsed.  I should stop mentally raping cheesy-cheeky pop band members. Hahaha But I swear, if Danny didn't exist, I wouldn't be like this. (Yeah right, there'd always be another actually-talented pop band to prey on, right? It's the way the world works.) PS I have converted some of my SEA classmates into Meiji Fran Green Tea & Chocolate coated pretzel sticks fans.
The nights go on and on...
I caught the McFly performance on TOTP this Saturday and dude was I stoked. Okay, I come back after almost a week and the first thing I talk about is McFly. Not about how: ...I have a new scanner that can scan films.
...awesome and fund the fashion/glamour shoot last Wednesday was.
...I am sick at the moment and haven't started studying for my Italian quiz tomorrow.
...I need to buy a new a pair of straight cut slim fits unless I manage to shrink the pair I just got last week into proper size.
...I always run out of battery everytime I plan to use my manual SLR. (I always leave it on, or it gets switched to on for some weird reason. What a fcking annoying waste.)
...I went to *shudder* Let's not talk about that. I am far too weirded out with myself.
...I really need to study my Italian now.
...and I have to e-mail my highschool curriculum to somebody.
Fix You
So, I was waiting for the train to come on my way to Cubao to meet Ayisse on the day of new year's eve. And Fix You came on my player and I came up with a (music video kind of) idea for a music-backed short video. I hope someone finds this page though and decide to do it, whether apply it to another song or what hehe. Or maybe I'd do it and just choose a different location. I'm not a huge fan of Coldplay, just some of their songs. But I love Fix You. It's so tragic. Well for me at least. Heh. Well anyway, just try to play Coldplay's Fix You along so you get to visualize it better. This one uses mostly series of static/theater-like shots. It starts with the view of an MRT platform, it doesn't include the tracks or any other, just the platform itself. It's late into the night. The far background, with all the buildings and all is blurred. There's a guy in the middle and various other people, a train rushes past and then the shot directly cuts to a tracking shot (where the camera is following, and not just panning) of a girl walking towards the platform area as she comes through the turnstiles. The song starts at the cut. The actions are all a bit slow, almost dream-like or tired. And then the shot cuts back to the same one with that guy standing in the middle, another static shot. The girl enters the frame and stands there in the middle as well. All through out til the first chorus ends, the shot's static. It shows the people around her as well. Sleepy people, yawning people, some others checking their mobile phones. The girl's feeling monotonous just like the rest of the people. As the chorus comes on, "Lights will guuuuide, you home," the girl looks behind her at the same time as when the word "Lights" is sung. At the same time too, the far background becomes clear and so do the few lights that are on. She looks forward again ("and ignite your bones"). Everybody else except the girl turns their head to one side, a train is about to come on, but the girl's still looking straight ahead. After "I will try to succeed," actiosn snap back to normal speed. At 1:38, when the piano becomes a wee bit heavier the train zooms by. At "High up above," the camera changes to a POV from inside the train when the doors open, there's the girl in the middle, but she's just looking straight through. All the other people shuffle in and out past her, and she doesn't board the train. At At "You'll never know," the door closes. Immediately after the door closes the camera changes to a POV from the other side of the platform but you can see through the train's windows and glasses the girl standing on the other side, this will be at the same time "Just what you..." comes on. At "...were" the train starts whooshing by. When the chorus comes on, taking off from the whooshing train, it cuts to another static shot from behind the girl. So you see her back, standing, the lights in the far background, the emptier other side of the platform, and the people starting to pile up again around her. She takes a step forward. At around 3:00 the music becomes a bit more intense, a semi-closeup of the girl at she moves her head to look off to her side. The shot cuts to that of a couple, with their heads leaning against each other. A man on his mobile phone, smiling. Close-up of two hands holding, and the camera moves up to show it's a gay couple, they look at each other and smile. And then shots of other people who are by themselves as well, looking off to their side, at the ceiling, at the other side of the platform. And when singing comes on again, it cut backs to a semi-closeup of her (waist up), and she's already crying, a slow trickle of tears. The camera is from the other side of the platform so when a train comes on the other side, it shows. At around 4:09, the door of that train closes. Cut to a close-up of the girl, she's always looking straight at the camera, but this time she closes her eyes and tilts her head down, takes a breath (this all happens fast) and opens her eyes at the same time everything quiets down a bit and "Lights will..." comes on. Cut to medium-shot (full body) from the other side of the train. The girl steps forward as everybody else around her looks off to one side again at an approaching train (you know how everybody looks and anticipates the train's arrival). At "...succeed" the girl steps off the platform (so you don't see her since the frame only includes a shot from the people's feet, upwards) and a train comes on. And then everything continues on even when the music's already done. The camera doesn't move until the train leaves. The camera moves down and you see all these people huddles under space under the platform. The spaces are sort of divided, there's one in each "division." But with the girl is another guy, the same guy from the start of the video. And the guy hugs her. Camera moves up a little to accomodate a shot of the feet and legs of the people standing on the platform above, and a bit of those huddled under the platform. Yay. Comments please. And it'd mean alot to me if you really do listen to Fix You at the same time :D <3
Manigong Bagong Taon
 Something that I made for my dA friends but for the rest of my friends not on dA as well anyway. And yes, I mean this. I love you all. Especially you three, the most, you know who you are. And no, I'm not drunk off wine. I like New Years better than Christmases. Even without all the gifts. And here's a song for everybody, in classic tragically beautiful but totally hopeful style. Try Again TodayThe CharlatansI don't know if I will always love you I don't know if I will always need you But I know that you'll find your own way tomorrow I just hope I see you in the morning I just hope I see you in this precious morning I know there is always the dream tomorrow I'm going to try again today To say whats in my heart And pray for a better tomorrow Make a brand new start I'm telling everybody to turn it up again Something's gotta change Good bye yesterday Try again today Something's gotta change Maybe you can call me when you get to heaven Maybe you can tell me I can go to hell But I know rain or shine I'll be there tomorrow Maybe its written in the stars above you Maybe its just scratched in sand But I know you'll find your own dream tomorrow I'm going to try again today
To say whats in my heart
And pray for a better tomorrow
Make a brand new start
I'm telling everybody to turn it up again
Something's gotta change
Good bye yesterday
Try again today
Something's gotta change
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