October 28th, 2004

For certain reasons, I was forced to create a new blog after I bumped into so many difficulties trying to access my current blog site. I don't have the slightest idea; hmm.. maybe my blog provider has particular errors in publishing their hosts. My computer does not anymore recognize such blog site and reverts to www.google.com.ph. Shame! Maybe I'm also encountering the same with other blogdrive users. If you have time, please try to visit this site: http://rockvalle.blogdrive.com

By the way, I really love the atmosphere of this theme. With a fresh start, I am resolve to pursue blogging in a different mood and I hope it does continue to remain in me.

Unaware, I am caught in the fanciful world with Celine Dion's A New Day has Come. It's 6 o'clock in the morning, still oblivious with what's happening around. The soothing sound and the perfect voice (at least for me for that moment) of Celine struck a sudden inspiration for me to move ahead with the day's work. And hey,life is really beautiful, despite the atrocities that comes within living.

I almost forgot that I have my Artificial Intelligence class at 7:30 to catch. And I have to fulfill tasks, which made more aggressive and tense. I have to: pick up my clothes at the sampayan; iron my uniform for school; fix my breakfast; take a 3-minute shower and; finish by dressing up and off to school. Yeah, a random description of my life between 6:30 and 7:30 in the morning. Simply commonplace.

For the past two weeks, unfortunately, nothing has been penetrated in my thick cranium with that Artificial Intelligence class. I don't know. But hey, I'm at least 75% sure that it's not me to be blamed for such disaster. Yeah, sometimes I came to class 30 minutes late. I'm convinced: Our instructor is not yet ready for some collegiate instruction. He can't even use the language to express satisfactorily what he's trying to say. I even caught him fidgeting, and to my delight I almost laughed at him. Anyway, I just hope that teacher would soon find his real piece of work because he's definitely not into teaching.

Tomorrow, Manila residents are to experience another cinematic event of the year, after Harry Potter and the Prizoner of Azkaban, the stimulating, exciting and gluey world of Spiderman sequel. Still starring, of course, are Tobey Maguire as the weak-looking Peter Parker and alter-ego Spiderman, Kirsten Dunsts as Mary Jane Watson, James Franco as Harry Osbourne, the new villain, Alfred Molino as the Dr. Otto Octavius, and many other characters that made Peter's life either full of happiness or misery. Directed by Sam Raimi, the sequel to the 2002 blockbuster hit, the film has new complex scenes and characters that will surely break first-day gross income come its showing in Manila Theaters. Good thing though I have friends in Manila whom I requested to send me at least pirated dvd copies of the film. Yeah, after watching it first here, I'll have reasons to brag my friends about it and make them begrudge to death. Hehehe...evil.

So why does everyone go crazy about Spiderman 2 or the Spiderman series? Well, plot has something to do with the vogue of course. The storyline fetch readers or viewers in a world that is far imaginable from ours. The characters gives the series and the cast that plays in the film spells a certain kind of attraction to the viewers.

I better watch the film myself so that I can give a more dynamic explanation of the movie...

From 6, she added 4. Now, an ambitious 10-point program purposely aimed at attaining a more brighter future for all of us has been laid. With a new government, which some considered still illegitimate, it has come to our senses that no matter how persistent and determined the government in implementing its plans, no amount of progress will be expected if genuine sincerity for reconciliation is not manifested. In fact, the new govt's request for a brief honeymoon was rejected outrightly by the Opposition and ignored by most media companies. Honestly, the first time I heard of the word "honeymoon" I miscostrue it as GMA and FG Mike request for a second honeymoon, probably a sort of celebration or party for the victory. Even Senator Enrile was similarly puzzled by the term, saying that it would cause nothing for the them but a waste of time, they would have use the time "checking and balancing" the government. But hey, did they mind to ask the electoral to grant GMA a second honeymoon?
How do you evaluate last Tuesday's "international event"?
Even the elite people would agree with me that last Tuesday's inauguration of the 14th president of the Republic of the Philippines is such a lavish display of the governments' inept move to perk up its image. I admit that I don't have any basis as to the estimated amount they spent nor figures extracted from market analyst. But with all my senses in force close to the television, an average-reasonable person would also conclude that Arroyo was up for impressing the foreign dignitaries about the government's capacity to throw such lavish party where in fact it could not even alleviate slightly the status of the poor.
Going back, the 10 programs they hope to be fulfilled are evidences that Arroyo is surely in deep concern and interest to spell a more pompous image for herself. We have been witnessed to her kind of administering and she has done nothing but only to exacerbate our plight as a poor struggling country.
I do really hope that I made sense for this particular blog.

I had the worst wake ever. I don't know, I just feel indifferent with the things around me. I even threw my nuissance to the things I got in my hand that time; from the cd, to my mug, to the soap I'm using. Very strange. Alas, it just took a pee to realize that I haven't been able to update my blog! That's it. My reason for being too damn stubborn.

It's been a month since I got on board WGA and travelled back to Mindanao. Fresh are the memories of that moment when I waited for my brother who is arriving from Pampanga to help bring my stuff up to the moment we rode the jeepney, paid the driver and got off in front of Manila Hotel. Those things are exactly in my mind at this very moment. How I wish I have all the power (or at least chance) to go back to Manila and do the things that I have been unable to accomplish?

Spiderman 2 really a blast off
I got to watch the acclaimed movie yersterday and had trouble sleeping, I kept thinking about the magnificent action scenes, the heartwarming scenes between Peter and MJ and Peter forgetting all about his alter ego for the reason of making his life more focused on important "things".


Ended up being a fantastic movie, definitetly better than the first one (which I did like). Wasn't a big fan of the whole Green Goblin as the enemy, but Doc Ock is just done so well. Casting is perfect and the chemistry between all characters is perfectly timed. The Aunt May scenes sometimes seem as they are just a little over done, but considering we are establishing the pain that Peter Parker is holding inside that drives him to do what he does.

The fight scenes are absolutely fantastic, as well as the nicely timed comedic one liners. Star Wars' George Lucas would have a lot to learn from Sam Raimi on how to put in something funny without making it seem drawn out. The elevator scene had me pissing myself silly.

So if you have nothing better to do this weekend, or even if you do. Cancel it, go see Spiderman 2 .

To see some of the production photos of the film, just click here .

Eight different movies in one no-forty winks night session. Hey, that's between 7pm and 5am the next day. That's me all alone in a dark and quite room.

The idea struck me after I bumped into a friend holding a couple of good films in his hand. But before jolting into the idea of borrowing, I had to apply for an account first. And so I did. After passing a filled-up applicatin form and a 50 pesos to the manager of Video City, I started roaming around the vicinity. I went through the drama, sci-fi section and then to the comedy section.

After one hour, I got Seabiscuit, Mystic River, ET, Spiderman 1, Stuck on You, K-Pax, Paycheck, and About a Boy. From 7 pm until 5 am my eyes got doze-proof and heavier. And what did i got in return? Lessons in life, new vocabulary, new english and american idioms. I wonder, what it's like to be an actor? Of course aside from beautifying one self, the thespian-thing should become a part of you. Inclination and a continued knack for the art must always be present to keep you going amidst the stress, fatigue and annoying director it brings. I remembered once in my life I tried taking the stage and acted for a minute or two. That was in 6th grade.

Oscar winners Sean Paul, Kevin Spacey and nominees Jeff Bridges keeps me always remembering that life is always unfair, you never knew when you're going to blow up and the perfect timing to do perfect things.

From among the films, K-Pax moved my ego seriously.

My fingers are really at its most pulsating state as I was digging up the keyboard to write what my mind speaks. Wheew, I was out in nowhere; no updates, no news whatsoever for the past two weeks. I couldn't find a thing to reason out for such irresponsible action. Yah, I'm using the internet everyday and I'm damned too lazy to update my site. Enough. I'm so sorry for being too lazy for not doing so.

August 6: Too busy, really. I was such in hysteria this day. My mind is blowing for the stupid things transpiring. We are actually celebrating our college day and yours truly was one of the in-charge in the said occasion. The celebration started with an opening ceremony and guess what happened? Without prior notice from the electric company, a power interruption really disturbed the program. And without a plan B to carry on, we just continued with what we have. The declaration of the opening of the CAS-EDyahan 2004 was done in such a way that our Dean shouted at the top of her voice just to maintain the momentum. After one hour, the electricity came back with us so damned frustrated we really thought we were sabotage. The games pushed through as scheduled. In the afternoon, the academic contest was done and the Political Science Society won the event. After which the Singing Contest followed. This was won by the College of Education. The whole day affair was so exhausting. We were so fortunate that we have the faculty backing us up in our every move. We ended cleaning up together the mess, preparing for the highlight of the occasion: the beauty pageant and the socio-cultural night. Due to too much hardwork, I almost forgot that I am one of the emcee for the said event. The moment came and fortunately, all things went as it was expected. The activity ended at 11:30 pm. I went home and laid to bed without undressing and washing. I woke up the other day at 12 noon. It was worst.

August 7: I woke up at 12 noon. I'm so hungry. I had to get out and buy some food. Then, I continued my journey to the dreamland. Snore...Ngork..ngork...

August 8: Sunday. Supposed to be a day of recreation. I went to school to clean up our office because I was due to do so on that day. I disassembled our pc and brought them out of the office. I really cleaned hard. It feels great after all. From an urban jungle, I transformed our office into a real office.

August 9-10: These days were spent by preparing reports and evaluations for the just concluded CAS-EDyahan 2004. I thought my task has ended last friday. Instead of listening to the instructor, I was drafting an official report of the whole event. And also financial reports, really head-shattering. When I was about to submit it, I almost forgot to affix my signature.

August 11-13: No classes in these days. The entire school administrators, staff and personnel were having their annual retreat at Davao City. At last, I have all the time to idle around and do some stuff and chores as well. My mind was really loaded with baggages with last week's activity. For the consolation, I relaxed and hanged out with friends in my place. We played Diable, Warcraft and watched some great movies. Movies again. Speaking of that, we watched I Will Survive. Pure kalokohan. The School of Rock really rocks.

As I am wrapping up this chronicle, I wish to find some cure for my aching bod.

Hindi ko na talaga alam ang susunod kong gagawin. Maraming bagay ang gumugulo sa isip ko ngayon. Masyado kasing akong driven sa studies and work ko sa publication kaya pati ang pag-update ng simpleng blog ay hindi ko magawa. Kumbaga, nauutal na nga itong aking mga daliri kung ano ba ang isusulat ko.

Maraming nangyari sa buhay ko nitong nagdaan na isang buwan. I mean, maraming pangyayari na hindi ko inaasahan ang naganap, na talagang nagbigay na kakaibang epekto sa buhay ko.

Isa na ang hindi ko madalas na pagki-keep in touch sa family ko. Ewan ko kung ano ang ginagawa ng cellphone ko, madalas naman akong may load ngunit ang magtext man lang ng dalawa o tatlong linya eh hindi ko nagawa. Kaya ayun, medyo nagtampo sa mama at si papa, kaya sa tuwing hihinga ako ng allowance, wala ring dumadating.

Sa aking mga kasamahan sa Student Council. Dahil sa patong patong na pressures dulot ng school activities, nagka-developan kami! Nagkaroon ng bonding, naging close sa halos lahat ng bagay. Subalit kapalit naman nito ay ang paglamig sa akin ng mga kasamahan ko sa Publication.

Ang Vantage View na yata ang nagbibigay buhay sa aking mga dugo upang dumaloy at maghatid ng hemoglobin sa buong parte ng aking katawan. Paggising ko sa umaga, unang matatanto sa gunita ko ay Vantage View, kung nakapasa na ba sila ng articles nila, kung okay ba ang lay-out, kung may mga grammatical errors ba ang mga articles, o kung may kulang pa sa lahat lahat. Wala akong iniisip kundi ang ikagaganda at ikauusbong ng Vantage View na dati'y parang multo lamang na biglang magpaparamdam kung may release. Hindi naging maganda sa paningin ng mga kasamahan ko ang concern ko sa Vantage View. Iniisip nila na mino-monopolize ko daw ang Vantage View, as if ako lang kasapi nun. Mantakin mong sabihing authoritarian ako dahil nga inuutusan ko silang gawin ang nararapat lamang! Nakakainis sa una, pero napag-isip isip ko rin na para ko silang sinasakal sa ginagawa nila. Kasi nga po hindi sila sanay sa matrabahong press, beating deadlines, running after people for interviews. Wala silang inclination sa Press. Minsan tinanung ko yung isang ko writer, How far will you go to be able to manifest you commitment to campus press? What do I got? Isang malamig na kibit-balikat.

Mga walang hiya, walang silang utang na loob.

Yun ang mga namumutawi sa isip ko ngayon. Kainis. Ang sarap nilang tirisin lahat.

Marahil kumukunot ang ulo ninyo at pihadong nai-intriga kayo kung ano na naman ang gusto kong palabasin. Sabi nga ng mga friends ko na madalas makapuna sa akin, kung may drama queen, ako raw ang drama king. Hindi nga ako maka-connect. Kadramahan bang matatawag ang pagmamaktol ko at 'pag-iinarte' kasi, wala lang talaga, bad trip lang talaga. Hanggang ngayon kasi hindi ko maisip lubusan na magagawa sa akin ng mga compatriots ko sa press na pagtaksilan ako. Lungkot ng buhay estudyante ko noh.

Grrrrrr. Kahit itong mga daliri ko ay napipilitan na lang mag-type kasi nga naapektuhan na nga ng natutuyo kong utak. Bakit kasi kailangan pang mangyari iyon. Sa publication, binuhos ko ang halos lahat ng oras ko, ultimong maliit na oras na dapat ay inilaan ko sa thesis ko ginamit ko pa. Sa Vantage ako unang pumupunta pagpasok sa school. Doon mo din ako huling makikita bago ako lumabas na pamantasan. Dedication ika nga. Isa lang ang nasa isip ko: ang mapaunlad at maging progresibo ang aming pahayagan. Wala na yatang hihigit pa sa layuning iyon, bukod siyempre sa magmulat ng kamalayan ng aming mga mambabasa. Hindi ko nireklamo ang katamaran ng aking mga kasamahan dahil sa naiintindihan kong marami ding silang mga preoccupations at obligations sa school. In my belief, I never failed to informed them about anything that has something to do with the Vantage View. Lagi ko rin pinupunan ang kanilang shortcomings. That is, kung kulang pa ng data ang articles nila ako ang tumatapos. Kung hindi nila mahagilap ang item, ako ang naghahanap. Kung may kailangan, ako rin ang nagpo-provide. Bukod sa writer, ako rin ang researcher, interviewer, photographer, webmaster, at runner!

Gusto ko talagang kalimutan ang Vantage View pero love ko talaga ang pagsusulat. Although may ibang outlet naman ako para mai-express ko ang ideas ko. Pwede naman akong magcontribute sa ibang publications, wag lang sa vantage na iyan. Nakapagcontribute na rin ako once sa Tinig.com, nai-publish naman. Pero sa ngayon, may mga bagay akong dapat pagtuonan ng pansin. Mga bagay na may malaking halaga sa aking pag-aaral. Makaka-recover din naman ako. Ang drama ko talaga. Mahirap talagang talikuran ang nakaraan. Hindi ganoon kadaling iwan ang first love ko sa pamantasang na nagmulat sa akin na kahit gaano ka-sugarcoated ang education, it is still a bitter pill to swallow.

We went on a retreat yesterday at Our Mother of Perpetual Help Shrine at Binoligan, Kidapawan, North Cotabato. It was a 1 and half hour trip from Tacurong and all it takes is a couple of pals to chat with and kill time. Siyempre, hindi mawawala ang picture taking kaya naman kahit marami akong dala, never kong makakalimutan ang camera ko. Experimental photography, dito ko binubuhos ang time ko. Hindi ko pa napa-process ang films kaya hindi ko pa ma-post dito.

There is a piece of heaven pala in the heart of Cotabato, where violence, brutality and poverty are prevailing issues. The Retreat Center is owned and managed by the Oblates of Mary Immaculate. Siyempre pa, we were opted to observed a code of behavior. Maraming bawal pero carry naman. Actually, wala akong planong sumama, pero when I found out na prerequisite pala ito sa mga graduating students, I must really attend. Naku, ayaw kong mabulilyaso ang last year dito.

The place is really breath-taking, I took a lot of pictures which I hope maganda ang results. Ewan ko ba, parang hindi nga retreat ang pinunta ko doon. In all honesty, I didn't get something from that religious activity. A one-day of religious contemplation is not enough for me to realize what I have become in my life prior to the retreat. Ayun, may mga sharing and deep contemplation. Kunwari nakapikit daw ang mga mata at nagdadasal. Eh nakakaantok kasi kaya natulog na lang ako. Ang sama ko talaga. Kahit sa pagkakataong man lang na iyon ako nagpakabuti hindi ko nagawa. Mahirap talagang iwanan ang kung ano ka. Hindi basta madaling gawin ang kalimutan ang iyong maruming pagkatao ng simpleng pa-pikit pikit ng mga mata at kunwari'y humihingi na kapatawaran sa Diyos. Mahirap takasan ang iyong sarili lalo pa't ika'y napipilitan lamang at walang kusang-loob na nararamdaman sa iyong pagkatao. Kahit ang crying session, asus wa-epek! 'Wag sana akong kidlatan sa mga rebelasyong ito.

In short, wala po akong natutunan sa retreat. Ano pinapakahulugan nito? If only the retreat master was as effective as I was expecting him to be, eh baka nakonsensya man lang ako. Matigas lang nga ang puso ko? Hindi ko kayang sagutin yan.

Taking pictures then was more of a necessity than the sessions. I hope that through my pictures, I can a way or at least a sign for me to accept change.

Tuwing umuuwi ako ng bahay at sumasakay ng tricycle, madalas akong maka-encounter ng mga tricycle driver na hindi alam ang kanilang direksyon. Oo, may iilan pa rin tayong mga kababayang hindi nakaka
intindi ng left at right o kaliwa't kanan. Nakakatawa man (o nakakahiyang) pakinggan, subalit hindi maitatangging marami pa rin sa atin ang hindi ganap na nakakaunawa ng mga basic directions sa buhay. Katulad ng mga tricycle driver na lumiliko sa kanan imbes na sa kaliwa, tayong mga Pilipino ay madalas ding magkamali sa daang ating dapat tahakin. Marami tayong mga desisyong sa una palang ay alam nating hindi makabubuti sa atin. Ang mga taong dapat nating iwasan ay siya pa nating pinapakisamahan. Sa halip na liliko na pauwi ng bahay ay lilihis pa ng landas at makikipag-inuman sa kanto.

Oo, marami pa rin sa atin ang hindi ganap na nakakaunawa sa kung ano ang tama at kung ano ang mali. Tama man?

Naku, buwisit talagang yang mga organizers ng Kabataan Sa Mindanao Encounter na yan, bad trip! Akalain mo ba namang pauwiin kami matapos naming bumyahe ng tatlong oras para lang umattend sa seminar na yan. Pagod, gutom at gastos lang napala namin sa proyekto kuno raw ng Arroyo gov't.

Apat kamin naimbitahan upang dumalo sa tatlong araw--sanang seminar na yan. Mga youth and LGU sectors from socsksargen ang invited upang makinig sa mga proyektong gagampanan kuno raw ng gobyerno. Siyempre upang maki-diyalogo na rin sa mga pinuno ng National Youth Commission ukol sa mga programang nakalaan para sa mga kabataan sa Mindanao. Siyempre dala ko pa rin ang buddy ko na Nikkon camera.

Mantakin mong may cut-off time pala yan! All-expense paid ang seminar ng NYC kaya slots ang basehan. May slot kami siyempre. Nahuli nga lang po kami ng dating dahil malayo pa ang aming pinanggalingan. At dahil huli kami at may dumating pa na iba na mas maaga pa sa amin, na-forfeit ang slots namin.

"Hindi na po puwedeng mag-extend, kulang ho sa budget." "Hindi ho ba puwedeng isali kami, malayo pa ho ang pinanggalingan namin, please po maawa naman kayo sa amin." Sorry po talaga umuwi na lang kayo!" Buwisit talaga.

Kung layunin talaga ng gobyerno mas maipaabot ang kanilang programa sa nakararami, eh di dapat hindi sila doon sa mamahaling hotel nag-conduct ng activity ng sa gayon eh makatipid sila para marami ang maka-attend!

Nauwi ang aming seminar sa beach--nagpunta na lang kami ng Tropicana Beach Resort sa General Santos City. Doon namin binuhos ang nalalabing panahon sa paliligo, inuman at kwentuhan. At siyempre, picture-taking.

Nikon FM10 SLR Camera, always be my travel buddy.

I wasn't actually aware of this until my brother suddenly notified me over the cellphone. I mean for almost four months of no talks, not even asking me if I'm still alive ('coz we're living islands apart) it really broke the silence between us, literally.

Ayun, all he was bragging me about was their world record attempt to break the world's largest human rainbow. I know everyone has already been familiar with this. At ako na utol niya at that ngayon ko lang nalaman. Pero, I can see nothing significant about that, well at least for me. But for the country that I abhored most of the times, thats indeed a great thing to be proud of. Of course nothing will beat Patricia Evangelista's winning the championship in the International Public Speaking Contest at London (at least for me).

PUP is celebrating their centennial year. That's a good jumpstart for Salvador and the PUP community. It has always been our aspiration to bring together people who have been forced to go to different countries in search of greener pastures for a grand reunion of all times. 31,000 participants, hindi nga biro yun.



Bale isa siya dun sa mga nakasuot ng red t-shirt. Astig no. Bago ko nakita itong picture na 'to, akala ko naman isa siya dun sa pitong members ng human rainbow na yun.

I learned a couple of lessons from these endeavor. Firstly, with perseverance and commitment, we can possibly flock hordes of people of different background (culture, race, tribe) if we are just steadfast with our aim to solidify our unity and concretize our being one nation. Mahirap mag-convince ng mga tao na maging part ng rainbow lalo pa't walang compensation ito. Bukod siyempre sa effort at pagod, gagastos ka rin. But they were united because of one goal: to break the world record. That's inspired and motivated them to an uncertain level. If we Filipinos were just full of motivation, perseverance to break free from the clutches of poverty, eh 'di sana naka-world record ang Philippines as world's fastest growing economy.

Secondly, puwedeng rin daanin ang controversy, away o 'di pagkakaunawaan sa ganitong uri ng endeavor. Maraming issue kasing kinakaharap ang PUP in terms of leadership, hindi raw legitimate ang pagkakaupo ni Salvador sa PUP. Ang issue rin tungkol sa substandard facilities, hindi ma-deny.

Nadale ako ng trangkaso ngayon. Masyado lang kasi siguro akong workaholic. Actually, maayos naman ang gising, except for the fact na naunahan naman ako ng mga ka-boardmates ko sa CR kaya tuloy late na naman ako sa class. Parati na lang akong late kahit saan. Kahit sa buhay parang nalilipasan na rin ako ng panahon. I felt like being left behind in the race for life.

Take paracetamol every after meal, that's in-between six hours. Then, sabayan mo ng sinutabs, but make sure your stomach is full. Okay, okay. I'm lending you this vcd for you to have something to laugh about. ---Sweetiepie, from house next door with love.

Sinabayan din niya ng six pork barbeque sticks ang Crying Ladies starring no less than Sharon Cuneta. The film was produced by Unitel Pictures, the same team who created American Adobo. Directed by young director Mark Meily, the film is basically about three generations of ladies who have tasted life's simple and only simple living. Ah pasensya na po kayo, wala lang talaga ako sa aking matinong ulirat ngayon kaya pakibasa na lang po ang mga sumusunod. Synopsis po ito ng film, lifted from www.cryingladies.com. For the benefit na rin ng hindi pa nakapanood ng film.

Meet the last of the professional mourners of Manila's Chinatown. The street smart Stella Mate (Sharon Cuneta) who dreams of a better job to be able to get back custody of her beloved son Bong (Julio Pacheco) whom she lost to ex-husband Guido (Ricky Davao). Then there is Doray (Hilda Koronel) a.k.a. Rhodora Rivera, a bit player of the '70's whose life revolves around the glory days of her B-movies career. And religious and naive Choleng (Angel Aquino) who simply cannot resist the sexual advances of her best friend's husband. These are the crying ladies - three women who decide to accept a part-time job to be the professional mourners for a traditional Chinese funeral for the late George Washington Chua, father of Wilson Chua (Eric Quizon).The story of these three women are given life in the context of a funeral wake. A heartwarming comedy, it sheds light on the struggles and little dreams of ordinary people living in the back streets of Chinatown. Stella's struggle to survive touches the hearts of all women who are in similar situations - making ends meet, estranged husband, the other woman and the pain of being separated from a child.The stories of Doray and Choleng are stories of every person's search for acceptance and significance. In Doray, it is through a faded movie career that never really takes off. In Choleng, it is through a forbidden love affair. The movie is also a story of compassion and forgiveness. During the wake, when Wilson encounters his father's other family, he learns to accept them. And when going through his father's personal effects, he begins to truly understand his father and cries out for a lost relationship.Finally, Crying Ladies is a story of hope and triumph. Amidst all these, the women survive and emerge victorious in the many little ways that make up real life. A son learns to forgive his father and beyond that, he forgives himself. Crying Ladies will move you to tears... and laughter... but mostly it will move you.Crying Ladies is another venture of Unitel Pictures, the same company that produced the highly successful American Adobo. Based on a Palanca Award-winning script, the storyline attracted the interest of megastar Sharon Cuneta and screen legend Hilda Koronel. They are joined by outstanding actors, Eric Quizon, Angel Aquino and Ricky Davao. The movie was written and directed by Mark Meily and produced by Tony Gloria, both are well-known and recognized among the advertising circle.

The only thing that will leave viewers crying out foul is it's too much arrangements or sponsorships. The film could have been a lot better if it weren't for the exposure of this sponsorships that are exasperatingly too much to see in a film full of positive expectations. Naku, makailang beses bang i-endorse ang McDo? At yung, Alaska. In a way may relevance din ito sa film. It only proves that Pinoys are fond of joining or perhaps gambling different kinds of contests in the hope to bring home the prizes at stake.

Nakakatuwa yung scene ni Bella Flores. Sana mapanood ko ung Darna and the Giants para mapanood kong tapakan ng higante si Rhoda Rivera.

Hey guys! Im really not kinda in myself these days, I feel so wrecked into pieces like a jigsaw puzzle. Im not into blogging these days, so the no updates. I am in no mood to be productive, feeling lazy, so non-reactive. I feel like running out of blood to pump into my heart and circulate them into my bod so I will continue living. Is this a signal that my doom is about to come?

Really, my level of confidence is running low. Guys, what shall I do?

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LESSON LEARNED: Never change, delete, modify or alter anything in the blog template unless you know what you are doing. Tama man?

Hay, napakabilis po talaga ng panahon at ginugugol ko na naman ang mga nalalabing araw upang i-comply ang mga req'ments ko for the finals. At sembreak na naman! Yehey! Hindi na ako gigising ng napaka-aga upang humabol sa napaka-aga kong klase. Naku, wala talaga akong asenso nito kung ganito ang ugali ko!

Sa lagay na ito, mas una ko pang binubuksan ang blog ko kaysa sa aking notes. If only I was that more enthusiastic when it comes to preparing for exams, if only I was only that motivated to pursue my studies in a more dynamic way, I would have qualified for the magna cum laude candidacy. Cum laude lang pala. Nakakuha kasi ako ng 80% sa Theo prof ko. Aaminin kong hindi ako interesado sa theology. Sayang talaga. 85% kasi ang cut-off grade. Wala na akong maipagmamalaki sa aking mga magulang. Hindi tulad noong elementary at high school days ko. Nung graduation, halos hakutin ko lahat ng awards.

Hindi ko na iniisip ang mga awards na 'yan ngayon. Mas mahalaga sa akin ang makatapos at makahanap ng trabahong may P15-000 and up na suweldo (ambisyoso ako noh..hehehe).

I just bought my new FHM issue. Its actually a back issue, a March issue, the one with the SexBomb dancers on its covers. I finished reading almost a quarter of the mag. I love the Reporter and their feature on the five gig sites and street safety measures. At siyempre ung ladies confessions, true storries at bar room jokes.

I have been out of town kaya hindi ako nakapag-update na aking chronicles for almost more than a week. Prior kasi ng Davao Trip, busy kami preparing for solicitations and invits sending. Dumagdag din ang patung-patong na projects sa CompSci at ang Thesis ko.
Actually, hindi escapade ang pinunto ko sampu ng aking mga kasama. We attended a Mindawide Student writers convention. Siyempre sobrang excited sa una. Nakaka-haggard ang 3-hour na biyahe from Tacurong, dagdagan pa ng masikip at mainit na sasakyan. Sa SM Foodcourt ang meeting place.

Dami delegates. 95 delegates from 33 publications mindawide.