Friday, March 25, 2011

The Ring

Pangalawa na 'to.

Unang beses, si Said, yung Mexicanong Civil Engr na nagpi-PhD ngayon sa Unibersidad Nacional de Autonoma de Mexico (UNAM) na gwapo at swak ang trip sa trip ko. Sayang yun, pero noon naman e dinedma ko lang talaga ang singsing na nakita ko sa palasingsingan sa kaliwang kamay niya. Hindi rin naman niya kinuwento. Mas nakuwento pa nga niya ang nanay at dalawang kapatid niyang babae na mas panganay sa kanya. After ilang araw, na-confirm ko na lang na totoo ang ibig sabihin ng singsing niya.

Ngayon naman, walang singsing. So inassume ko na single ito, so pwede. Nag-ilusyon. Nagpa-cute. Maraming kilig moments ng mag-isa - dahil hindi rin naman niya ako pinapansin - at nagbabalak magpa-cute sa mga susunod na araw. E biglang nalaman kong wala, may asawa na at anak si THE CRUSH. So wala nang pagpapacute na magaganap.

Hay. Badtrip.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Nagsusumixteen Series: Harmless and Innocent

Dalawa ang crush ko ngayon: isang HARMLESS na pagka-crush at isang INNOCENT crush (at pagkacrush na rin).

(At oo, naririnig ko ang sarili kong sumisigaw, "Eeeeewwww, Ligay!!! Crush? Uso pa ba yan sa edad mo? My gulay!!!" Whatever. Age doesn't matter, does it? hahaha *boogsh*)

Anyhoo, si Harmless crush, a.k.a THE CRUSH, ay ang aking THE CRUSH! Hahaha. First time ko siyang nakita somehow nakuha niya agad atensyon ko. Di ko lang inaamin sa sarili ko. Tipong sa isang room na may mahigit 20 na tao, siya lang ang naalala ko paglabas ko ng kwarto. Hehehe... (Partly dahil kamukha niya si The Ex na sabi nina Lau at Sheli ay hindi naman, ay mali HINDI pala ang sabi nila.) Wala (pa) akong masyadong alam sa kanya at nagnanakaw lamang ako ng silay, sulyap, ngiti, SB sa kanya. Hindi rin pwedeng lumagpas ang landi powers to 1% dahil malalagot ako. Kaya harmless. Harmless pa ako! Hehe. May isang pagkakataon lang na nagkasalubong kami sa corridor at sabi niya, "Hi! Sharon, right?" with matching ngiting pagkatamis-tamis! At ako'y natunaw na parang ice cream na nabilad sa araw. LOL!

Si INNOCENT crush naman ay inosente. Hindi niya alam na crush ko siya at wala akong balak sabihin sa kanya dahil ito'y paglabag sa batas sibil ng Pilipinas: corrupting minors! Hahaha! Natutuwa lang ako sa kanyang pagkabibo. At para sa mga nakakakilala sa akin, wag kayong mag-alala hindi ko haharassin yung bata! Hahaha. Wag lang siyang magpapakita ng motibo kundi... :P BOO!!!

Sila ang nagbibigay kulay sa grayscale kong buhay ngayon, At sabi nga ni Lau, dapat daw siya rin magkaroon na ng crush. Hihihihi.

Pero sana si THE CRUSH maging si THE ONE! Hihihi

Ikaw, sinong crush mo?

:)

Monday, March 14, 2011

Landslide

"Well, I've been afraid of changing
'cause I've built my life around you.
but time makes you bolder
even children get older
and I'm getting older too..."


I heard the song from Smashing Pumpkins way back...

Then heard Sheli played a Glee version of the song... and I remembered the song. If I have more than enough time to make a video now, I would. But maybe I'll do that some other time. For now, just this video grabbed from youtube.

(I'll write again soon, promise...)


Thursday, March 10, 2011

Thursday, March 3, 2011

...

I was shooting a scene in my new film, No Strings Attached,  in which I say to Natalie Portman,   “If you miss me. you can’t text, you can’t email, you can’t post it on my Facebook wall. If you really miss me, you come and see me.”   I began to think of all of the billions of intimate exchanges sent daily via fingers and screens, bouncing between satellites and servers. With all this texting, emailing, and social networking, I started wondering, are we all becoming so in touch with one another that we are in danger of losing touch?  It used to be that boy met girl and they exchanged phone numbers. Anticipation built. They imagined the entire relationship before a call ever happened. The phone rang. Hearts pounded. “Hello?” Followed by a conversation that lasted two hours but felt like two minutes and would be examined with friends for two weeks. If all went well, a date was arranged. That was then.  Now we exchange numbers but text instead of calling because it mitigates the risks of early failure and eliminates those deafening moments of silence. Now anticipation builds. Bdoop. “It was NICE meeting u” Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano: “He wrote nice in all caps. What does that mean? What do I write back?” Then we write a response and delete it 10 times before sending a message that will appear 2 care, but not 2 much. If all goes well, a date will be arranged.  Whether you like it or not, the digital age has produced a new format for modern romance, and natural selection may be favoring the quick-thumbed quip peddler over the confident, ice-breaking alpha male. Or maybe we are hiding behind the cloak of digital text and spell-check to present superior versions of ourselves while using these less intimate forms of communication to accelerate the courting process. So what’s it really good for?  There is some argument about who actually invented text messaging, but I think it’s safe to say it was a man. Multiple studies have shown that the average man uses about half as many words per day as women, thus text messaging. It eliminates hellos and goodbyes and cuts right to the chase. Now, if that’s not male behavior, I don’t know what is. It’s also great for passing notes. there is something fun about sharing secrets with your date while in the company of others. think of texting as a modern whisper in your lover’s car.  Sending sweet nothings on Twitter or Facebook is also fun. in some ways, it’s no different than sending flowers to the office: You are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn’t like to be publicly adored. Just remember that what you post is out there and there’s some stuff you can’t un-see.  But the reality is that we communicate with every part of our being, and there are times when we must use it all. When someone needs us, he or she needs all of us. There’s no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.  We haven’t lost romance in the digital age, but we may be neglecting it. In doing so, antiquated art forms are taking on new importance. The power of a hand-written letter is greater than ever. It’s personal and deliberate means more than an email or text ever will. It has a unique scent. It requires deciphering. But, most important, it’s flawed There are errors in handwriting, punctuation, grammar, and spelling that show our vulnerability. And vulnerability is the essence of romance. It’s the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say,   “This is me, and I’m interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more importantly, all that I am not.”   - Ashton Kutcher (Source)

I was shooting a scene in my new film, No Strings Attached, in which I say to Natalie Portman,

“If you miss me. you can’t text, you can’t email, you can’t post it on my Facebook wall. If you really miss me, you come and see me.”

I began to think of all of the billions of intimate exchanges sent daily via fingers and screens, bouncing between satellites and servers. With all this texting, emailing, and social networking, I started wondering, are we all becoming so in touch with one another that we are in danger of losing touch?

It used to be that boy met girl and they exchanged phone numbers. Anticipation built. They imagined the entire relationship before a call ever happened. The phone rang. Hearts pounded. “Hello?” Followed by a conversation that lasted two hours but felt like two minutes and would be examined with friends for two weeks. If all went well, a date was arranged. That was then.

Now we exchange numbers but text instead of calling because it mitigates the risks of early failure and eliminates those deafening moments of silence. Now anticipation builds. Bdoop. “It was NICE meeting u” Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano: “He wrote nice in all caps. What does that mean? What do I write back?” Then we write a response and delete it 10 times before sending a message that will appear 2 care, but not 2 much. If all goes well, a date will be arranged.

Whether you like it or not, the digital age has produced a new format for modern romance, and natural selection may be favoring the quick-thumbed quip peddler over the confident, ice-breaking alpha male. Or maybe we are hiding behind the cloak of digital text and spell-check to present superior versions of ourselves while using these less intimate forms of communication to accelerate the courting process. So what’s it really good for?

There is some argument about who actually invented text messaging, but I think it’s safe to say it was a man. Multiple studies have shown that the average man uses about half as many words per day as women, thus text messaging. It eliminates hellos and goodbyes and cuts right to the chase. Now, if that’s not male behavior, I don’t know what is. It’s also great for passing notes. there is something fun about sharing secrets with your date while in the company of others. think of texting as a modern whisper in your lover’s car.

Sending sweet nothings on Twitter or Facebook is also fun. in some ways, it’s no different than sending flowers to the office: You are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn’t like to be publicly adored. Just remember that what you post is out there and there’s some stuff you can’t un-see. But the reality is that we communicate with every part of our being, and there are times when we must use it all. When someone needs us, he or she needs all of us. There’s no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.

We haven’t lost romance in the digital age, but we may be neglecting it. In doing so, antiquated art forms are taking on new importance. The power of a hand-written letter is greater than ever. It’s personal and deliberate means more than an email or text ever will. It has a unique scent. It requires deciphering. But, most important, it’s flawed There are errors in handwriting, punctuation, grammar, and spelling that show our vulnerability. And vulnerability is the essence of romance. It’s the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say,

“This is me, and I’m interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more importantly, all that I am not.

- Ashton Kutcher

-- grabbed from http://soulfulcaptivity.tumblr.com/post/3027716765/i-was-shooting-a-scene-in-my-new-film-no-strings

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Tula at Awit

Just wanna share. :)

Pinapagawa ako ni Arjay ng tula na lalapatan niya sana ng awit para sa BIYAHERO, yung play namin na inorganize na ipapalabas na sa Marso 6 at 13 sa Pasay. Nagkataon naman ni-repost ko ang luma ko ng tula, yung UNTITLED #1. E nagustuhan niya, so yun ang ginamit niya.

Matagal-tagal bago ko narinig ang "finished product", kundi pa ipinost ni VJ yung Biyahero Song Teaser sa fb page ng Sulok. At sobra akong natuwa. Kasi, hindi talaga natural sa aking tumula ng mukhang masaya ang tema so nagulat ako na parang punong-puno ng pag-asa yung nabuong kanta. Ang galing!

So dahil sobra akong natuwa, eto na ang kanta!
(Para sa lyrics, click nyo lang yung link ng tula.)





May iba pang kanta sa play. So NOOD NA KAYO!!!

BIYAHERO
Marso 6 at 13
Pasay Adventist Church Multi-purpose Hall
Pasay City

For ticket reservations, please call 09179901724


Kitakits!!!


Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Emo-dium 101

"Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love." --Albert Einstein