Monday, October 23, 2006
NOW SHOWING
Now showing on YouTube - id.






id.
Ego and perfection. What constitutes ones' identity?

Read the working script of the slowest film of the year on Kramthologies...




Muli, sa lahat ng mga taong tumulong upang magawa ang proyektong ito, maraming maraming salamat. Sa lahat ng mga sumuporta, hindi ninyo alam kung gaano ako kasaya at nagpapasalamat. Sa Panginoon na walang sawang nagbibigay pag-asa, kahit sa mga pinakamalabong bagay, maraming salamat po. Sa gumanap sa papel ni Alex, Pao, saludo ako sa iyo; I owe you a lot man. Sa mga inspirasyon ko, patay man o buhay, maraming salamat po. Kay Bb. Badayos na siyang nagbigay parangal, sa LFC, salamat, salamat.

Tunay nga na walang imposible kung maniniwala ka lang sa sarili mo; kapag alam mo na kung ano yung gusto mo, huwag na huwag mo nang aalisin ang tingin mo - maabot mo rin yun, gaano man kalayo.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
MASAYA
Marami akong kuwento ngayon pero masyado ata akong napagod. Bukas na lang yung mga detalye. Basta ang alam ko, masaya ako. Sa wakas, pwede na kong palayasin sa Ateneo. May parangal na ring natanggap kahit paano. Hahaha... Para to sa lahat ng mga sleepless nights, heartbreaks, at sakit ng ulo. Salamat. Di inaasahan. Salamat.




Note to Mark-hater: Oh and yeah, this category was judged by this year's Cinemalaya winner for Best Script. Cherry on top of the ice cream.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006
THINGS YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO
Today would be the longest day of the year. I have been awake since 12 am and will continue to be awake for the next 23 hours. I have yet to read a single line nor open a book (alright I tried reading Economics [key word: reading] but I stopped from the moment I saw an equation). My life is a mess. I remember a friend telling me the other day that some men don't study because they think it's cool. For me, that's not the case. When you have no sense of motivation at all, it's gonna be pretty hard to do things most especially those which you really don't like; and in my case, that's studying - I do love learning, but I hate studying. A bitter pill would always be bitter. You can't force me to take the the bitter pill of studying because it's like... so bitter. Hahaha. Alright I'm losing it again. I'm just typing away, carelessly but you know what? I'm actually enjoying this. For quite some time, I've always wanted to blog, normally? Yeah, normally. No holds barred, careless, consuming blogging. Oops. Wrong word, but hey, it still fits perfectly doesn't it? I'm making no sense here. Anyway, let me just tell you what I love most about reading people's blogs. Aside from getting to know a person deeper (the way they want you too, normally; just like in my case where I pretend to be some deranged inhuman being), it's the joy of seeing your name or at least a reference of you in their page, whether it's good or bad. There's a sense of happiness with the fact that you are part of that person's life. And even though you ought to know that you are, it's kind of different when it's in black and white; there's an assurance of sorts.

As much as I love myself, sometimes I think my philosophies in life are just outright stupid. But still, the fact remains that I still do believe in them and I continue to live by them. That's the toughest part about me... I'm so tough. :| Really? I think I'm one of the most hard-headed people I know. Perhaps I don't blatantly show it in public, but really, I am. Most especially if I don't believe in something nor have the smallest sense of liking towards it, I won't do it. I'm just so hard to satisfy. Right now, the only satisfaction I get is through chatting. (ang babaw no?) No seriously. I just love conversing with people. You learn a lot of things - about them, about yourself, the world, everything. However, when you open up a conversation with me about Accounting, Economics or Law, goodbye to you my friend. Hahaha. I love random topics to the point that you're saying things you shouldn't. One of my friends once told me that I have this gift of making people tell things that they shouldn't. Most recently, I met someone (not actually met, more of got to know more [the person is a classmate in one of my subjects in college actually]) and for the love of spontaneity, we talked about things that well, we shouldn't have. It was a fun conversation that lasted for hours.

I'm staring at the clock and time seems to be running, really fast. Next thing I know, I'm in Escaler Hall, awaiting to have my dream fulfilled to finally see someone cry on an Accounting test. I'm mean. I know that. Don't worry, perhaps today, I'd be the one crying. Hahaha. I doubt that. I don't even remember the last time I cried. I used to be such a crybaby when I was a kid. Come my boom stage in highschool, I was as tough as a rock. Nothing could make me cry. Well, with the sole exception of finely crafted, emotionally striking films. My heart was a stone then. Now, it's becoming one yet again. It's not because I want to. It is what it is.

Right now, I wanna go overboard and go watch a movie or something. I'm staring at my books and there is really no drive at all for me to do things I really don't want to. This is suicide. And sleep once again tempts me to go back to bed. It really sucks to work in your own room where there's a soft bed inviting you every second you're not there. When I get filthy rich, I'd make my own non-aircon library (airconditioned libraries have drawbacks for me... Hahaha), a small screening room and of course, a mini-studio. Strangely, the last one mentioned might be the first one to come true. Finally, I've convinced my mom about my idea to have that old stockroom in the back transform into my green screen room of fun. I'm thinking about making that my office too, but I don't think I could stand the bright green color. It's too painful to my eyes.

Right now I'm waiting for anyone to miraculously have the sense to talk to me right this very minute. But I doubt it. People are too busy with the finals, hell week and whatnot. Inasmuch as I don't want to join the bandwagon, to conform, I think I have to. I think about my mom and I am haunted by my conscience. That's my only 'motivation' right now. And yes, time is running like rabbits.

"Sometimes I dream about being a good father and a good husband. And sometimes it feels really close. But then other times it seems silly like it would ruin my whole life. And it's not just a fear of commitment or that I'm incapable of caring or loving because... I can. It's just that, if I'm totally honest with myself I think I'd rather die knowing that I was really good at something. That I had excelled in some way than that I'd just been in a nice, caring relationship." Jesse, Before Sunrise
Monday, October 16, 2006
CREDO
Has there ever been an open book long test in accounting? I'm hoping tomorrow would be one. I'm also hoping I'd get a good seat number. As stupid as it is, those wretched numbers have a bearing on my score, believe it or not. I'm praying for a line of 8. Hehehe. I won't be sleeping in the next two to three days. Thank God for the weekend. Here goes everything... The last ditch effort.

PS:
I miss... myself. Hahaha.
UPDATE
3 days had passed. 2 bottles of Vodka Cruisers and 1.5 liters of Mountain Dew down. 3 small bags of Cheetos and 2 of Ruffles devoured. 250g of pancakes and a pack of bacon eaten. 0 pages read. Thousands of letters typed. A movie and Penelope Cruz watched. A couple of trailers and dozens of television shows seen. One almost overdue library book in hand. Zero cash in my pocket. A million thoughts in mind.
IL DIPINTO DI DORIAN GRAY
I just came to know about the fact that The Picture of Dorian Gray was already on public domain; meaning anyone which includes me could write about him without the fear of copyright infringements. It is the sole classic that I love perhaps because of the character - the thought of immortality and the consequences that come along with it; and of course, pages sixty-three to sixty-four. I cannot wait until I get my hands on this. It is now mine (along with the bazillion people in this world) to recreate.

"Yes, you have killed my love. You used to stir my imagination. Now you don't even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effect. I loved you because you realized the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art. You have thrown it all away. You are shallow and stupid. My God! How mad was I to love you! What a fool I have been! You are nothing to me now. I will never see you again. I will never think of you. I will never mention your name. You don't know what you were to me, once. Why, once... Oh, I can't bear to think of it! I wish I had never laid eyes upon you! You have spoiled the romance of my life. How little you can know of love, if you say it mars your art! Without your art you are nothing. I would have made you famous, splendid, magnificent. The world would have worshipped you, and you would have borne my name. What are you now? A third-rate actress with a pretty face." Dorian Gray to Sibyl Vane

(Note to critical reader: As much as I don't want to be defensive, you should be aware that some things don't have a meaning deeper than you expect them to be. It's like the last scene in Raging Bull where Jake LaMotta recites a line from On the Waterfront. It doesn't necessarily equate that he means what he says, for he is only reading; that's why Scorsese instructed De Niro to speak monotonously. Here, I am merely quoting. As simple as that. Had I wanted to say something, I would have used something more confusing, just as what I am doing to you now. Capisci?)
ABRE LOS OJOS
What is up with one time shits? Really? I used to like it, but now it's starting to irritate me. Closer. Lost in Translation. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Before Sunrise. Vanilla Sky. Perhaps that's all there is. A lucid dream. A fantasy. Unreal. Fictitious. Pure imagination. Everything but real.

You know what I'm starting to lose my mind here, yet again! I need something. Not someone. No. Not right now. I really don't. Wake me up. Wake me up from this nightmare. Save me from drowning in the unconscious.

Tonight I start to drift. To the remote island. Desolation. I enter into exile. Farewell.

Sunday, October 15, 2006
I'M DESIGNED TO FEEL SLIGHTLY DISSATISFIED
No regrets despite the fact that she has the wit and brains of Celine (Before Sunrise/Before Sunset), the charm and attraction of Alice (Closer), the innocence and purity of Charlotte (Lost in Translation), the fun and the being funny of Clementine (Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind), and the talent and beauty of Satine (Moulin Rouge). She. No regrets at all.
THANK YOU INTERNET
I've finally got the answer that I was looking for. Now we can all go back living our lives the way we used to. It was a fun and crazy ride while it lasted. Now I can go back to my cynical and manipulative old self. And if in any case, we might bump up against each other yet again, now I know what to do, what to think and what not to. It was just a case of assumptions and misunderstanding just like the tensions which were almost formed through the emotionless media which are the instant and the text messaging. Indeed matters are best settled personally. The problem with us is that, that is one thing we don't have. We were just talking in dreams. But don't get me wrong, everything I said and felt were genuine alright. Needless to say, everything is over... For now. For now.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
FRIGID
This sucks. I've slept the whole day with the hope of seeing you even in my dreams. How peculiar. How pathetic. I've never acted this stupid. And of course, I never did see you. Don't worry I'm trying my very best to completely remove this from my system. I assure you. There's no one else who hates this more than I do.
ARCANE
I'm taking everything back. It's over and I'm back.
THE HIRE
Putang ina bakit walang The Follow sa graphic novel ng The Hire? This makes me love and crave for the film even more. Sa film lang ba? Ewan. Putang ina talaga.
INVIOLABILITY
A painting no matter how beautiful it is would always fade. The colors would. The paper crumbles. The frame rots. The glass shatters. The image... Vanishes.

It starts with

"If you believe in love at first sight, you never stop looking."

However...

"There's always something waiting at the end of the road. If you're not willing to see what it is, you shouldn't be out there in the first place."

On the other hand...

"What does it mean the right man(person)? The love of your life? The concept is absurd. The idea that we can only be complete with another person, is evil! Right?"

Finally,

"Life's hard. It's supposed to be. If we didn't suffer, we'd never learn anything."
Thursday, October 12, 2006
SCENARIO
Imagine this situation: A guy has been preparing for this night for a long time now. He takes his girl to an expensive dinner complete with candles, music and all. Aside from the big question, he has also prepared an elegant diamond necklace placed inside a slice of cake which he plans to give to her after she gives the critical answer he has long been waiting for. After the series of courses, he finally decides to pop the question. Romantically, he kneels down and states his prepared speech that tells of his feelings for her; feelings which he had long kept before they even got together. Finally, after all the words, the girl gives her answer... She declines. The guy's world has sunken. Shattered by the recent event, he remembers the diamond necklace inside the cake. What do you think will he do with it? Will he take it back? How? If not, why?

You might think this is not a matter that the guy should be thinking about but I do. Sayang yung necklace eh.

Typical stereotype for self: I'm the guy who's every girls' friend, the one who never actually gets the girl. How enticing.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
FOCUS
Focus is the key.

Almost 2 years ago, I became a contestant for an extemporaneous speaking contest in my high school. At first I was hesitant to take part in the competition. Despite the fact that I had a good deal of experience in public speaking, I wasn't that confident as I should have been. The day before the competition, we were given the topics which may be the topic we would draw during the day of the competition itself. Out of all the topics, I decided to dedicate my entire attention to only one of them. Come next day, I found out that I was the first to go so I reached my hand into the bowl and got the topic - yes, the sole topic I decided to focus on. Oh and yes, I won the contest.

Today I had a similar experience, this time for an oral exam. I wasn't actually able to study that hard the night before due to some circumstances which I need not elaborate on. However, I was able to skim through some pages of our book while traveling. And like my first anecdote, I got the topic which I wanted and sailed through the exam.

I may not have won a medal this time but I did gain something; I realized that the night before was worth it despite the suicidal risks involved. More importantly, in a way, it was meant to be.

Movie moment of the day: Dan and Alice seeing each other for the first time. The Blower's Daughter plays on the background.
CANE (FEMMINILE)
I haven't been sleeping lately. I still actually do sleep but the hours have been dwindling since last Saturday. No, this isn't because of hell week and all that shit because there is only one person to be blamed for all this. Well, actually I won't say blame because I'm actually enjoying it.

I love the irony of the onion - from the skin to the core; we just broke that rule. It's amazing really. Another thing that's amazing is the wonderful play of words - how words could actually mean something different from what they are intended to mean. Yes siree, that's deconstruction indeed. This makes me wonder - what if you call your special someone with a bad word, do you think the bad word would actually transform into something good or at least nice?

I shouldn't be writing about this actually, with my anonymity rule, but what the hell; I haven't had quite a ride as fun as this so why not make the most out of it before the fade occurs. Truth of the matter is, I actually don't expect the fade happening anytime soon. Not now, not tomorrow. Never. Perhaps this is the best time to prove myself wrong that everything is just a one time shit.

Sunday, October 08, 2006
JANE JONES
Words really cannot express the trance I am into right now. Really. I can't even talk. Speak. Not at all. The ecstacy is indescribable. Impeccable. This time I can see it. I can touch it. I can feel it. I can hear it. Yes, I can hear some words. As easy as they are, they are words nonetheless. Closer. Am I? Closer to where? The road not taken. An unexpected turn. The turnabout. The moment. Take it or leave it. Assuming? Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe not. Maybe. I don't know. Something. Is there? Tell me. I... I want to know. I can't be like this. It's not part of the plan. Is it? You think you gave me the answer, well it seems like you just made the question even bigger. Bigger. But worth it. It is. Even more. That's what I know. Believe. Feel.
HAPPINESS
Have I looked long enough to find my blue unicorn? Mi unicornio azul? Was it even lost to begin with? I know I have found it. But if so, why am I afraid? Afraid that this too might run away. Afraid of parting. Afraid of the being used to. Afraid of the fading. Why? Why must I only be good on the exposition? Am I? I am putting all of my positivity to turn this into reality. A fusion of the heart and the mind. Everything is making sense now. It's all a matter of keeping your eyes steady, your mind focused, and your heart, your heart in the game. Je t'aime tant. Je t'aime tant.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
S'IL VOUS PLAIT
Sometimes I wish I had a twin. I want to meet someone who has the same interest as I do. I want to meet someone who thinks the way I do. It's a pretty sad story and is somewhat impossible actually but I'm not giving up my hopes. Tangina isang tao na lang 'to ah. Haha. At wala pang gender qualifications na kailangan. Haha. Ganito na lang. Will someone who has watched and loved any Kubrick film and Before Sunrise and Before Sunset (bonus for Closer, Lost in Translation, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Adaptation and Angels in America) raise your hand? S'il vous plait? Ang babaw no? Malabo. Pero mahirap.

Ang sarap ng feeling ng hindi ka natulog magdamag tapos papasok ka. Nakakapagod at nakakaantok pero wala lang. Ewan. Weirdo talaga ko siguro. Perhaps I really have a natural affinity with the dawn. Ayos din matulog kapag ganun. Dalawang beses ko pa lang 'to nagagawa pero so far ayos yung mga naging experience ko nun.

Binabawi ko na nga pala yung sinabi ko that 'Eyes Wide Shut' is my favorite film of all-time. Wala talaga. Nothing beats 'Before Sunrise' lalo na 'Before Sunset'. It's really the film that I'd really say that I would have love to be the one who made it. Masarap din yung feeling na sobrang onti ng taong kilala ko na nagustuhan yun whereas I'm effing crazy about it. It's MY cult film. Period. Hehe.

This is disturbing. I've been writing about random stuff these days. This isn't me. Really. Napapaisip tuloy ako. It's really quite bothering. I'm losing my mark here. My mark. Me? Fuck. This is what alienation does to me.

Last Tango in Paris... S'il vous Plait? Io non capisco. Traduci. S'il vous plait! Che cosa è s'il vous plait in italiano? S'il vous plait?
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
JE T'AIME TANT
Oggi, io parlo molti lingue. Questo il mio una post in italiano!


(Questo è in francese e inglese.)


Je T'aime Tant
By: Julie Delpy

Tu me suis tu me souris dans la nuit tu me seduis
You follow me, you follow me in the night you seduce me

Je sais que tu sais que je ne sais plus qui je suis
I know that you know that I no longer know who I am

Je t'aime tant je t'aime tant pourtant
I love you so, I love you so, however

Comme le temps qui passe et ment j'attends
Like time that passes and I wait

Toujours perdante tu me tourmentes
Always the loser, you torment me

Et tes desirs me prirent pour me detruire
And your desires take a hold of me to destroy me

Je prends un certain plaisir a souffrir
I take a certain pleasure in suffering

A me punir a me repentir
At punishing myself, at my repentance

Toujours soumise tu me meprises tu me rejettes tu me maltraites
Always subjected, you take a hold of me, you reject me

Douleur et desir sont synonymes de mon plaisir
You treat me badly, pain and pleasure are synonym of my pleasure

Je m'abandonne aux hommes sans souci ni tourment
I abandon myself to men without worry or torment

Je me suis perdue sans retenue pour un jeune homme
I lost myself with abandon to a young man

Un peu hors de la norme
A little outside of the the norm

Tu me cherches tu me guettes tu me tiens et je me sens bien
You look for me, you watch me, you hold me and I feel good

Tu me prends si lentement je desapprends
You take me oh so slowly, I lose myself

Puis tu me rends mon tourment
And you bring me back

Je serai ce qui te plait la lumiere sur ta peau
I will be whatever pleases you, the light on your skin

Celle qui t'attend a la porte
The one who waits at your door

Et celle qui peu importe je serai ce que tu veux
The one who.....whatever, I will be what you want

La sueur sur ton front la brise dans tes cheveux
The sweat on your brow, the breeze in your hair

Ou celle qui te brisera le cou
Or the one that breaks your neck

Je te souris je te nuis je t'aime, je t'aime
I smiled at you, I love you so, I love you so

Je te detruis je te tiens et tu viens
I destroy you, I hold you and you come

Tout est bien qui finit bien
All is well that ends well

Tu sais que je sais que tu ne sais plus qui tu es
You know that I know that you don't know who you are

Depuis que tu t'adonnes a nos petits jeux hors de la norme
Since you gave yourself to our little show out of the norm

Je te plais tu me plais
You please me, I please you

Nous sommes les amants du tourment
We are the lovers of torment

La nuit nous tuons l'ennui l'amour toujours nous suit
At night we kill boredom, love always follows us

L'amour toujours nous fuit l'amour toujours nous detruit
Love always escapes us, love always destroys us

Comme la pluie et l'oubli comme des cris dans la nuit
Like the rain and forgetting, like the cries in the night

Je t'aime tant je t'aime tant pourtant.
I love you so, I love you so, anyway


Questa musica è da il film Before Sunset. Questa è musica molto bella! Julie Delpy canta benissima! Guarda Before Sunrise e Before Sunset. Io dico tu, è il film molto bene e bellisimo!


PS:
Io ha preso questo da la tua blog di Viviane_Fontoura. Grazie Viviane.


Mi scusi per letra 'weird'. Questo website è gnocco di patata! Haha
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
NEUROTEKALANG
I have with me some of my most memorable quotes from some of my favorite films. What's interesting about this is that they have all been spoken by women.

"Where is this love? I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words." -Alice, Closer

"The concept is absurd. The idea that we can only be complete with another person is evil! Right?" - Celine, Before Sunset

I do believe in the power of the woman. I do not believe that they are inferior to men nor do I believe that we men are superior over them. I do believe that we are equal. Really. Equality. That's what I'm also fighting for. Really.

Come to think of it, the issue of the battle of the sexes is all a matter of being open.

"I do love you and you know there is something very important we need to do as soon as possible. (What's that?) Fuck." - Alice Harford, Eyes Wide Shut
Monday, October 02, 2006
INTANGIBLE ASSETS
Masyadong malabo pero ipopost ko na rin. Sayang ang pagtype.

Ilang araw nang nakatambak at nananatiling nakatambak ang mga gawain. Maski yung Vanilla Sky at Broken Flowers na ilang araw ko nang gustong panoorin, nakatiwangwang lang dito sa kwarto ko.

Ito na nga ba ang kinatatakutan ko eh.

Isa sa mga pangako ko sa 'egotistic self' ko bago ako tumungtong ng kolehiyo ay huwag masyadong maging 'attached' sa mga taong makakasalimuha ko. Ang hirap. Mahirap. Kahit saan mong punto tignan, mahirap. Di ko alam kung magagawa ko o kaya kong gawin pero sinusubukan ko pa rin kahit paano. Huwag na natin ungkatin pa ang dahilan sa pangakong ito. Sa ibang araw na lang natin pag-usapan yan.

Gaya nang nabanggit ko sa panimulang talata, marami akong bagay na hindi ko magawa. At ano pa ang dahilan dito kung hindi ang mga tao sa paligid ko. Hindi naman sa sinisisi ko ito o anuman, sa katotohanan, malaki talaga ang pagpapahalaga ko sa relasyon ko sa mga kaibigan ko, pero natatakot lang ako na sa sobrang 'attached' ko sa mga tao, dito magmumula ang kahinaan ko. Oo, natural sa tao ang pangyayaring ito, pero para sa akin, hindi ko alam at ayokong maranasan ang mapait na pakikipaghiwalay sa isang kaibigan. Masyado atang mahirap, masakit. Hindi ko kakayanin.

Nakakatakot magpundar ng isang bagay na alam mong maaaring mawala rin sa iyo balang araw. Pero ganun talaga ang buhay minsan talaga kailangan mong sumugal. Maganda man o hindi ang maaaring kalabasan, sa kinalaunan, mahalaga na rin na may naipon ka, na kahit paano balang araw kapag sobrang nangangailangan ka, may mahuhugot ka. Kahit kapiranggot, mahalaga meron.
MOTIVATE. MOTIVATE.
Nakakabadtrip talaga yung scenario na you were kicking ass the whole time and at the very end, dun ka pa talaga nagflunk. Well, I'm not just talking about the recently concluded game concerning my school because I for one, have experienced this sucky moment myself; frankly speaking, many times already. Alam mo yun? Gaya nga ng commentary sa Oscars or saan mang competition - you already had the thing wrapped up in a box with a bow pa nga, tapos in the end, you don't end up getting it. Isn't that the suckiest suck that ever sucked a suck?

Well, I've learned my lesson in the past and I've realized that competition isn't everything. There's no sense of fulfillment by being on top of someone (Note to dirty minded reader: This is a wholesome article you pervert!) or beating someone. True, a healthy competition may help you attain your goals as it motivates you to be better. However, it isn't everything. Being better than someone isn't everything. (Note to geeky reader: No I will not mention the prisoner's dilemma or anything related to economics; economics is evil. Oh shit. I just said that. D'oh!)

I realized that as long as I do my best or at least, I am happy with what I am doing - I am fulfilled. And that is enough. No, it's not just enough. It's everything. (Note to loyal reader: And yes, this time I'm serious.)
Sunday, October 01, 2006
COKE LIGHT
Dahil sa PE extravaganza kaninang umaga, hindi ako nakapagsimba. Tapos nang pumunta ako para sa 6 pm mass, due to some unknown circumstance o excuse na inannounce last week na di ko napakinggan, wala palang misa. Dahil dito, napilitan ako at ang aking ina na pumunta sa pinakamalapit na simbahan. Actually, dun kami talaga nagsisimba dati, eh since nagkaroon na ng 6 pm mass sa amin, di na kami lumalayo. Ang daming pagbabago kong napansin sa pagpunta ko dun. Palibhasa ang tagal ko nang di nakapunta dun. One interesting about that church was the Chinese priest who always had visual aides whenever he says his sermon. Anyway, ang nadatnan ko kanina dun ay ang (western Asian?) priest na marunong na palang magtagalog; dati kasi hirap pa siya magEnglish, tapos ngayon nakakapagtagalog na. One thing that kind of caught me off guard was their choir. Dati, they were a bunch of adults who sang well talaga; they actually reminded me of those Ilocano folk singers my uncle used to listen to when he was alive, para sila yung mga kumakanta kapag may fiesta tapos ang saya ng tempo. Nang magsimba ako kanina, wala na sila. Pinalitan sila ng mga teenager na gusto atang magaudition para sa isang opera dahil halos lahat ng ending parts ng songs nila sobrang taas kahit ang sagwa na talaga pakinggan. Pero ang pinakamalala talaga dun eh yung drums. I mean, you're in a church - sabihin na natin yun ang means mo para iprofess yung faith mo or something, pero yung iba naman ang naaabala mo sa means na to. They were bad. Really bad. Call me old-fashioned, but hey ganun talaga eh. Idagdag mo pa ang napakainit na pakiramdam na tila nakakulong ka sa isang pressure cooker.

Anyway, this experience makes me want to make a film about the experience of attending mass. Alam mo yung mga modern poems sa Hulagpos? Parang ganung feel yung gusto ko. Gusto ko icover yung totoong iniisip ng tao habang nagsisimba - mula sa mga desperado na humihingi ng kasagutan hanggang sa mga lalaking may minamanyak habang nagsisimba. Pero sa susunod na to. May 'Rendezvous' at 'The Muse' pang kailangang tapusin.
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