| the AFA experience |
[Oct. 13th, 2008|11:36 pm] |
I never thought I will be this sad upon going back to the Philippines. I miss AFA. I miss the people, I miss the places. When you see our facebooks, our status are all the same, that we miss everyone. When you look at the wall posts, its basically the same thing, that we want to keep in touch and we all hope that someday we will see each other again, in festivals, with our own films.
I think that's the AFA spirit. Because of the hectic sched they created, we were forced to bond together-spending sleepless nights in the conference room, finishing the assignments to be submitted first thing in the morning. And because of that bond, it was hard to bid goodbye to the people you've been with for 17 days - from shoot to wrap party till the workshop the next day with only one hour of sleep and sometimes wearing the same clothes from yesterday.
We were made to believe in AFA, we can reach our dreams, that we just have to make films, that we can apply for funding, that we can join festivals. All of it seems easy. Every dream is attainable. Stories and film concepts start to fill up my mind, it was easy to hope, as if my imagination is limitless. And what a way to end the program with the closing ceremony where we walked on the red carpet and we were introduced as the future of Asian Cinema.
If only I can keep that feeling for a time...
Now that I am back in the Philippines and is again busy because of several projects, i feel that that feeling is slowly fleeting away...
Let me have this photo as a reminder of that great night..
Guys, we'll see each other again, that's for sure. Till our next soju shot/makoli cup!
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| I will miss you girls! |
[Oct. 11th, 2008|04:25 am] |
Mimi, Shumona, Sharon, Bahareh and Ye-jin |
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| The best thing that happend in Pusan.. |
[Oct. 9th, 2008|03:38 am] |
40% off on Chucks. Some designs are not available in the Phils. Bought 2 pairs. I sooo lovet! |
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| eto muna... |
[Oct. 6th, 2008|12:37 am] |
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pagod. puyat. inom. inumaga. stress. antok. pasyal. kape. gusto ko na umuwi. lunch. alibi. chikahan. baklaan. frustrated. language barrier. inspired. kebs na. ang gulo. buti tapos na. konti na lang. antok. bawi ng tulog. |
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| Dahil ang tagal mag-capture.... |
[Sep. 16th, 2008|12:45 am] |
Lift your head, baby, don't be scared
Of the things that could go wrong along the way
You'll get by with a smile
You can't win at everything but you can try.
Baby, you don't have to worry
'Coz there ain't no need to hurry
No one ever said that there's an easy way
When they're closing all their doors
And they don't want you anymore
This sounds funny but I'll say it anyway.
Girl I'll stay through the bad times
Even if I have to fetch you everyday
I'll get by if you smile
You can never be too happy in this life.
In a world where everybody
Hates a happy ending story
It's a wonder love can make the world go round
And don't let it bring you down
And turn your face into a frown
You'll get along with a little prayer and a song.
Let me hear you sing it
In a world where everybody
Hates a happy ending story
It's a wonder love can make the world go round
But don't let it bring you down
And turn your face into a frown
You'll get along with a little prayer and a song.
Lift your head, baby, don't be scared
Of the things that could go wrong along the way
You'll get by with a smile
Now it's time to kiss away those tears goodbye
Let me hear you sing it
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August 30, 2008, The Fort Open Field. Kasama ko si Alina. Sobrang excited kami sa Eraserheads concert. Countdown pa lang ay ubos na ata ang natitira kong boses. Lahat ng kanta ay sinabayan namin. Pagdatng sa "With A Smile" natahimik ako. Ito ang pinaka paborito ko sa lahat. Naalala ko, paborito rin pala ito ni mama. Dati asar na asar sa pag casette ng Eraserheads ang pinapatugtog ko, puro ingay daw. Pero pag With A Smile na, ok lang, hanggang sa naging paborito na nya yun at kasama pa sa ipod nya.
Naalala ko sya at ewan ko kung anong nangyari na parang may nagbulong sa akin at sinabing, "kanta nya yan para sayo."
"Baby, you don't have to worry
'Coz there ain't no need to hurry
No one ever said that there's an easy way"
Naalala ko yung mga panahon na seryosong usapan, na binibigyan nya ko ng payo tungkol sa trabaho, sa karir. Akward pa nga ang pakiramdam ko nun.
""You'll get along with a little prayer and a song...."
Parang kausap ko lang sya ulit. At alam nyang palagi akong nalulungkot siguro...
"Lift your head, baby, don't be scared
Of the things that could go wrong along the way
You'll get by with a smile
Now it's time to kiss away those tears goodbye.....
Simula nung gabi na yun, may naiba. To think na magbibirthday pa ako nun at nararamdaman ko ng madedepress ako sa araw na yun. Ilang gabi na rin akong hindi na umiiyak. Alam ko na gsto ni mama na ipagpatuloy ko ang buhay ko at maging masaya.
Tinanong ako ng tita ko nung isang araw, kung naka move on na ba ako. Sabi ko hindi pa. At minsang nasa jeep ako, saka ko narealize, ano nga ba ang pag move mo?
Kasi para sa akin ang pag move on ay pag tanggap na wala na ang isang bagay at ang pagiging reeady para palitan ito. Parang sa relasyon, pag naka move on ka na ready ka na mag mahal ng iba.
So dahil ganun ang definition ko ng pag move on, hindi pa talaga. Dahil kahit kailan ay hindi sya mapapalitan sa buhay ko. Isa lang si mama. Kahit sino walang pwedeng pumalit sa kanya dahil hindi ko din gugustuhin may pumalit sa kanya sa buhay ko kahit wala na sya. Isa lang sya eh.
Pero kahit papaano tanggap ko na ang mga nangyari, kahit dumaan ako sa phase na kinukwenstyon ko ang afterlife concept na puro saya nga lang ba duon e pano naman ang mga naiwan? Naaalala kaya nila tayo? Nalulungkot ba sila pag nalulungkot ang mga na naulila nila? Maluwag ang pakiramdam ko na ngayon. May mga ilang tanong pa rin sigurong hindi nasasagot pero mas "maaos" na ang lagay ko ngayond ahil sa gabi ng Eraseheads concert kung saan sinabi sa akin ni mama na wag na kong umiyak at ipagpatuloy ko lang ang buhay... |
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| :) |
[Sep. 8th, 2008|08:38 pm] |
Muntik na ko mabagsakan ng halogen kagabi sa shoot. One inch lang yata ang pagitan mula sa mukha ko. Kitang kita ko na bumagsak sa harap ko.
May guardian angel daw kasi ako kaya di ako tinatamaan.
Sagot ko, "NAMAN!" :) |
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| New addiction |
[Sep. 2nd, 2008|02:43 pm] |
SOMEBODY LOVED
the weepies
Rain turns the sand into mud
Wind turns the trees into bone
Stars turning high up above
You turn me into somebody loved
Nights when the heat had gone out
We danced together alone
Cold turned our breath into clouds
We never said what we were dreaming of
But you turned me into somebody loved
Someday when we're old and worn
Like two softened shoes
I will wonder on how I was born
The night I first ran away from you
Now my feet turn the corner back home
Sun turns the evening to rose
Stars turning high up above
You turn me into somebody loved |
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| later! |
[Aug. 30th, 2008|07:16 am] |
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| EHEADS baybeh! |
[Aug. 28th, 2008|02:46 am] |
From an email:
For everyone asking about how to get tickets to the Eheads reunion concert...
Tickets will be officially released on AUGUST 28 through Ticket World. You may
start calling
now to inquire/reserve at 891 9999. Ticket prices are PhP 1030 and PhP 2060.
Please feel free to re-post. The more people this reaches, the better! =)
See y'all on Saturday! ;-) |
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| Please watch our film |
[Aug. 26th, 2008|07:36 pm] |
TYG is a Visayan film with a gay lingo twist.
Tired of losing in all the beauty competitions in Davao City, five dysfunctional gay beauty pageant veterans decide to travel north to Cagayan de Oro City, in the island of Mindanao, with a mission to conquer the grandest competition of beauty, personality and brains in the province. They believe that being city dwellers, gays in the province will never stand a chance against them.
Passing through the breathtaking landscapes and cultural vignettes of the Mindanao provinces, each queer need not only struggle to win a single title but also battles against his individual internal demon raring its ugly head behind their pink masks.
During their travel, the ultimate gay adventure of the characters brings them to back to the basics of themselves and of each other.
While they are blinded by their belief in the power of their so-called beauty, they still have to prove that whether on or off stage, beauty doesn’t just come in packages wrapped in foundation, mascara, eyeliners and witty beauty pageant answers. What they will discover about themselves could be fitting and that being a run-away loser is not at all ugly.
Because what is essential is VISIBLE to the naked eye.
Director/Writer/Editor: Charliebebs Gohetia
Executive Producer: Jim Hohl
Line Producer: Adolf Alix, Jr.
Assoc. Line Producer: Maxie Evangelista
Associate Director: Arman Reyes
Director of Photography: Albert Banzon
Production Designer: Armi Rae Cacanindin
Costume Designer: Santi Obcena
Music: Teresa Barrozo
Sound: Mark Locsin
Production Manager: Malaya Camporedondo
Second AD: Yam Palma |
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| from LJ secret |
[Aug. 22nd, 2008|09:33 pm] |
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| No Armi, she's not in some country... |
[Aug. 13th, 2008|11:25 pm] |
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| "Sa panaginip na lang pala kita maisasayaw" |
[Aug. 8th, 2008|04:35 pm] |
I have 10 tickets to the Eraserheads concert. T-E-N tickets, beybeh. From none other than Ely Buendia. THE Ely Buendia.
Then I woke up.
Shet.
Di pa naman ako smoker. |
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[Aug. 8th, 2008|04:08 pm] |
"Oh, but Paris isn't for changing planes, it's for changing your outlook! For throwing
open the windows and letting in... letting in la vie en rose." - Sabrina Fairchild, Sabrina (1954) |
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| Sabi na nga ba eh. |
[Jul. 29th, 2008|09:16 pm] |
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Di mo man sabihin, nadarama ko naman. Di man kagaya ng iniimagine ko, pero pwede na rin. Kahit papano. |
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[Jul. 27th, 2008|10:01 pm] |
i.n.s.e.c.u.r.i.t.y. a.t.t.a.c.k. |
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| Doon. |
[Jul. 25th, 2008|11:43 pm] |
Doon daw wala ng sakit at paghihirap. Puro ganda at ligaya.
Pero di kaya sila nalulungkot doon kapag naaalala nila yung mga naiwan nila? |
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| Don't cry and drive. |
[Jul. 22nd, 2008|11:27 pm] |
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Pinakamahirap kapag tapos na ang araw at papauwi na, dahil wala na siya, na naghihintay kahit anong oras pa. Wala na siya. |
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| =.( |
[Jul. 12th, 2008|09:58 pm] |
Fighting back tears is a skill. |
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| one rainy night |
[Jun. 17th, 2008|09:39 pm] |
Always remember, what is wonderful is you..." |
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