On Friday, Rose, a friend from Zamboanga came to the big city, Metro Manila, for the first time. As a tradition, I always tour a visitor around the metro and show them what the metro is like. We invited an old friend, Kenneth, with us. We’ve seen each other after WWIII. It has been my ritual that whenever a friend from my hometown visits manila, I always show them the Ayala Center, Bonifacio Global City and give them a taste of Starbucks. These sights and tastes do not exist in our home town, Zamboanga. (Well, not yet).
It was holy Friday and the metro was asleep. Manila is free from traffic and walking around the city feels good. (Bless us for doing this no holy Friday hahaah) We met in Mcdo Pasong Tamo and walked our way to Ayala Triangle. And of course, not to forget the photoshoot!
I was about to use my camera to take pictures but I didn’t. Rose’s camera was better. It had a better image sensor, the colors were vivid and the image was sharp.
These are the products of our photoshoot!
THEY SAY ITS "CHARITY KAY" WHOOOOOOAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!
LIGHT PAINTING FEELS SO GOOD
DEUSTCHE -- THEY SAY YOU READ IT AS "DOY-CHI"
A STOLEN SHOT - TAKING PHOTOS IN AYALA AVENUE IS NOT ALLOWED
I love my schedule. Fridays and Thursdays are my rest days. That means I get to work on Saturdays and Sundays. Weekdays shifts are toxic because tons of calls are coming in. We are handling business account and most offices in the states open and calling in about problems and problems and problems. That means Saturdays and Sundays are “petiks” (easy) shifts. I only get about an average of 1 valid call in every hour. That’s so great.
On the contrary, that is so boring because we get to do nothing for more than an hour, except to wait for a call. We are not allowed to surf the internet. Facebook and other social networking sites are big NOs. Bringing a music player is also not allowed. Anything that is not work related is a big NO NO and that makes it so boring.
Well, to kill the boredom, started to write anything. I remembered I did tell myself before that I should be a great writer. That’s why I started this shitty blog. Because of Sunday’s boredom, I was able to write a lot of things. Most of the writings in my blog are written during Sunday shift. But this time, I just thought of something different. Why not write poems?
I wrote poems. I wrote random shit from my mind, trying to be an artist, acted like one. I started to mention the moon, the sky, the stars, nature, dreams and some sorts of things. I wrote things about pressure, sex, love, hate, insecurities, fame, weirdness, money, pain…
Few days after, I read all the poems that I wrote and “WHAT THE HELL!” I felt disgusted to myself I told my self not to write poems again. I laughed at them. I don’t think they’re bad (although they suck), I just felt corny and gay about it. I couldn’t imagine myself writing a poem, I still did, anyway.
On another Sunday shift, I was discreetly chatting, sending message to someone not from work out of boredom. Then she replied, “tulog na po is ate”. I got a reply. It was not her. It was her sister. Then, we began chatting with each other. She began telling me about the songs she wrote and how it became mainstream in FM in Zamboanga city. She sent me the lyrics of the song. I was impressed by it. She even sent me the link of the songs so I can listen to it. Although those are not the type of music that I listen, I was amazed by her talent and guts to share what she wrote. It was great because it was all in Chavacano (a local dialect in Zamboanga). The content was not great but I was so artistic because it is in Chavacano. It sounded like Spanish, making it so cool.
I was inspired by it. Then, I started to write poems in Chavacano on that Sunday shift. Although they’re not that great, they sound artistic because of the dialect. It gave me the guts to share them because only Zamboanguenos can understand them. (Although i still laugh at myself for this HAHAHAHA) My friends in manila won’t.
I find these funny but at least i got an achievment- to write a poem.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Jepoy!
Today is Jepoy birthday. He is 12 years old. He just recently graduated from elementary school. He will be in high school this coming June 2011. Jepoy will be facing a new world as he faces a new season of his life. It is going to be “SEASON (n): Saying Bye-bye to Childhood and Hello to Adolescence”.
Being a high school student was never easy. All kinds of pressure will greet ‘hello’ to you even if they don’t know you or you don’t know them. I have noticed that he didn’t show his last name on his Facebook. Maybe because he is ashame of it because it wasn’t that easy to pronounce. I think that he is afraid of being teased about it. Instead, he used his middle name as his last name- a sign of social pressure. He is afraid of being teased for that. (Unlike Monray, who proudly brags our last name. His friends even call him “TIW”).
Jepoy is very playful. He loves to play games but hates it when he loses. Me and Monray bully him all the time especially when he gets upset when he is losing a game. He also plays the ukulele but never shows to us. I think he’s shy to show it because his big brothers are really good at it. But I know Jepoy can become better than us in playing music instruments.
I am excited for Jepoy as he faces a new world. I wonder what he’ll be like when he goes to a high school. Is he going to be a rocker? an artist? A chickboy? A “good-grades” boy? A douchebag ? a cool kid? … no matter what he becomes, he will always be special to me. He will always be a cute little boy to me.
Today is his birthday and in feel so sad that I couldn’t be there…
Everyday is a good day. New things happens. Today is the same. The only difference: today, some are documented.
Got some chocolates with a hot woman on it! oooooohhhhhh
Ate an "exotic food"
jovito says: Baked Fresh Dilets in egg.. The common way to cook this is by frying. However, our stove ran out of gas and nobody wanted to go out so we decided to bake it instead. And lo and behold, the Baked Dilets, an anomalous and serendipitous food by pam... Congrats! (VIA FACEBOOK)
I love books. I don’t like reading a lot. I only read travel blogs and captions on pictures. I love books that have lots of pictures in it. I love pictures and art works. Listening to my type of music while reading art books is a bliss. It makes me feel like I’m in the book, like I’m a part of it.
Well, art books are expensive. I simply can’t afford them. So what I do is; I got to bookstore and enjoy their books and listen to my music in my walkman.
That’s my friend Genes. He goes with me when we go to bookstores.
I woke up at 10 am in the morning, with no one around me, alone again. My room mate just left and went to his hometown again. His wife is at work. That guy keeps on flying. I explored the fridge and found nothing but junk food...and a giant KISSES from Japan. I hope that didn’t bring any radioactive gasses.
giant kisses while Tumblring
It was so boring that made me do "cleaning the room". (totally not me). Well, sounds impossible but I did clean the room. I was about to wash my clothes but I decided to let the laundry people do their jobs and earn. So heroic of me. :)
the ukay ukay shirt for today!
4pm. Someone called my name. Yes! It’s her. A new one? We went to the mall. We ate donuts. Laughed. Had fun. We came back home. She slept. I blogged.
One of the most exciting trips that I had was the trip to Ilocos, Philippines. This place is blessed with nature, history, friendly people and culture. Before the trip began, I overused the word “excited”. Every time I thought or talked about this trip to my friends, I always said “I’m so excited, I just can’t hide it” in a childish manner. I was so excited about it because I thought the spots in the region were truly exciting- the windmills, Vigan heritage village, Pagudpod beach, the Patapat via duct, sand dune, some old historical churches, and more more more.
This place also inspired to take good photos because the sceneries were amazing (though I was just using my cheap, old Brica camera).
I recommend photographers to visit this place. I bet you’ll get good photos out of this place. There are the photos that I took out of this place.
We took a trike (tricycle) on our way to La Paz sand dunes. (probably the smallest trike that I’ve seen so far)
This photo was taken in La Paz, Laoag. Many Filipino movies were shot here. It is a desert-like place. You’ll be amazed of its vastness. You can climb on the top of the sandy hill and enjoy the view of the South China Sea with its big waves. The golden grasses makes this place looks warm. (This is my friend Ghie . She is taking a photo of the amazing view with the Canon SLR)
We climbed on to the sandy hill and enjoyed the breathtaking view of the sand dune and the south china sea while the trike drivers were talking about the movies the were shot in this place. We were enjoying the view. We felt like we were on a different country though the heat of the scorching tropical sun heat was burning our skin.
another breathtaking view from La Paz
Katrina doing a converstion with the trike drivers.
We never thought trikes could pass along this bridge. We thought that the trike drivers will make stop but, no! They fearlessly moved on with the fight. Hahaha I was kind of nervous the bridge was too old. I could collapse anytime.
BOJEADOR LIGHTHOUSE- this lighthouse was built by the Spaniards hundreds of years ago. It is a perfect place for a lighthouse because it is seated right on top of mountain where you could view the vastness of the sea. The view from this place will simply take your breath away.
The sea water crashes on to the rocky edge of the earth.
BANGUI WINDMILL- a genius idea by a government official in Ilocos. The wind mercilessly clashes your face with bits of sand trying to get in your skin pores. The sea mist dragged by the wind sends shivers to your spines.
That giant propeller, simply an impressive engineering.
This is Paoay Church. This church was built in the 1500's. This is one of the popular churches in the Philippines. I have this seen this church before in pictures and I didnt see something special about it. But when i got in the 'real' church, I was amazed by its size and texture. It was so grand. Get closer to its walls and you'll realize that the spaniards used corals in building this amazing structure.
The sinking bell tower in Vigan City. You can get in this tower and climb up to where the bells are. Unfortunately, I have a serious case of altophobia. I just stayed up to the second floor while my friends were enjoying the view from the bell tower.
Looks like a cake?
This is Calle Crisologo. I don't know who Crisolo is and I didnt dare to ask. I just felt like I was in a different country., like somewhere in Europe. The building are european-inspired.
The walls in this street were originally made of bricks but they patched it with cement to keep it standing still .
The street in Calle Crisologo is made of bricks. Featuring: the Calesa
This is Calle Crisologo at midnight. People were sleeping. It was so silent yet the lights were still vibrant and burning. I didnt use a tripod when I took this photo instead I placed it on a bench and set the camera to 2 second shutter speed.
Of all the photos that i took, this one is my favorite.
The is the PATAPAT via duct. We were about to step out of the bus to take photos of this amazing bridge but unfortunately, it was raining hard. We werent able to take photos. Such a disappointment! Anyway, we went our way on going to Paguspod beach. Another 'unfortunately', we werent able to go to the beach because it was raining hard and it is getting dark. We also lack the time.
At least i have a good reason to com back to this place.
And, of all the places that i went, ILOCOS is one of hte bests. For sure ill come back here.
