Australia

it was a long movie, a lot of climaxes since conflicts involved personal and national (it was set during the war).

the audience: filipinos do not react on scenes the way i do (yes, i excluded myself from the "usual" bunch). they laugh at what they know little of or at those that are different or strage from their normal routine. heck, of course it was set in an era and place different from ours of course, most are different. i hat it when the laughed at the aboriginy dood who pops unexpectedly from scene to scene. you can have your laugh for the first few instances that you see this dood. but enough is enough, why laugh until the very last moment that he appears. hay naku (as rich's mom would exlaim her dismay)!

how writers write

the text in white is how i write but that in pomelo pink is an's edited version - what a transformation!
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Forty years ago was a struggle for our batch and for the country. We were fresh graduates from high school and full of dreams in our pockets and yet our surroundings were just calling for mere survival. We stood proud against that dictatorship - not even it can stand between us and our stars.

Batch _(year)_ was a youthful band of vulnerables, audience to how the country’s history was sculpted, spirits were cut up, and power was exploited. Overrated as it may seem now, survival was the everyday theme asked from fresh high school graduates. We were kids. Strive and struggle was necessary but amidst the national conflict, the young of 40 years ago managed to scramble and be victors. Even with the clenched sprightliness, suffocating frustration brought by dictatorship, our dreams were hot and heavy! Even that era failed to kill these dreams.

And so we succeeded to surpass that phase - both our young batch and the country and as all saying goes that the most beautiful and bountiful trees are those that grow in adversary - and so did we.

The most beautiful and bountiful trees are those that grow in adversary - and so did we.

Change is inevitable. Time does not favor anybody - yes we did get a little bit chunky here and there and less dashing as we once were (just a little bit), charismatic nonetheless but these are just the manifestations of our life history. We change as our stories prosper. And they are great stories.

We are now not only professionals in our chosen fields but we are now leaders. We are not only sons and daughters but are also fathers and mothers (grandparents even!). We are not only the hopeful dreamers but we are also active doers.

Changes made our lives and friendships made them bearable.

the name game

everybody experiences the exact same thing at a given time - say, tequilla always brings out the emo in you, or no. 2's can never be no. 1's and so on.

we have developed a strategy of using the proper to be the common term, for exampol -

nae-AJ (or naba-Bart) = malapit ka ng lumampas sa pagiging friendly at maging obsessed sa friend mo, ergo you want to be more than friends

list to be completed soon (gasp!)

the presidential note

it may be my resume under "other interests," i jot down my passion for teaching and my part time experience in online writing...

i thought it was only "palabok" but i never knew that would give my big boss an idea to assign me this very personal and sensitive job of writing his message for their 40th highschool reunion (which happens to be my HS arch enemy!)

what you hear is how you think

people who think alike hear alike. note robin padilla's liveraide commercial - anthony, the auditor-slash-seatmate and i were arguing about what the brother of bebe gandanghari said in his last line.

i said it is - it's liver or lover, boy

but he said - it's liver lover, boy

curse robin's way with words, he tends to eat some of it (cookie monster of words) but the point is - majority of the my ym poll respondents was for me but aimee, the rommie was the one and only pro-anthony.

anthony - a timid but very smart lad

aimee - a loud but not very clever gal

both from outside the metro, is it their similar culture? or their upbringing?

why am i wasting time with robin? must be that dying-of-boredom day at the office which turned out to be psychoanalysis day.

think

think

and the bubble psycho test says...

an, may on-off bff has recommended the bubble test. she will be publishing it soon to help the lost decipher what's causing what in their lives. at first, i thought i knew what my problem was - i am fat. my insecurities all boils down to this fact. but the bubbles pointed me to an unexpected root - my name! the bitch has been causing all this? whoa! what a sudden turn!