Bloated

On the rainy afternoon when I went home from Diliman, I immediately got the remote and flipped through cable TV like a couch potato hungry for HBO. I tuned in to Wowow and saw Angels in America being featured. T'was the first time I heard of the mini-series, but then I saw Emma Thompson and Al Pacino. I swore I would scour the whole Plaza Fair (the land of pirated art films in dvd) to look for a copy.

But then my dad, my wonderful wonderful dad, brought home new discs and his new selection included, guess what - ANGELS IN AMERICA! I watched the whole first four episodes from 1:30 AM to 4 AM, then decided to save some for tomorrow since my eyes are getting watery from all the radiowaves.

I finished the whole thing at about 4 PM the next day and got to the conclusion that the mini-series was indeed a salad of delectable ingredients and a terrific, not just stellar, cast to boot. Good thing all six episodes are in just one disc. It talked about everything - homosexuality, racial discrimination, AIDS, american politics in the year I was born, 1985.

The visuals are just fantastic. Really. Imagine Emma Thompson, an angel with a big, booming voice but still manages to be gentle, and a man (he's gay but he doesn't look it) having cosmic sex. Whew. I was psyched about the idea that heaven was like San Francisco, a city not a garden. It was partially overwhelming - like the middle of good sex and you don't know how your face contorts in pleasure. I have to put on my thinking cap and watch the 6 episodes again, carefully dissecting and digesting each part - if I want to have an orgasm while thinking.

Let me rephrase my title. Movies that make me think just turns me on.

Kahlil Gibran speaks of great teachers as:

"If he is indeed wise, he does not bid you enter the house of his wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind."

I remember Kevin Klein in his role as history teacher in the Emperor's Club. We all want to be best at what we do. Even if we have little failures that explode and may eventually destroy another's lifetime, we still manage to get up. Yes, we still manage even with the thought of failure and destruction.

Ah.. the powers of the human mind.




Morphius to Neo: I can just show you the door. You are the one who has to walk through it.

The Evil Scientist. Like your name you are evil,
but you create the coolest things! Like Sally
for example. Although you don't have the
biggest role in the movie, you end up making
the perfect mate for yourself. Good for you!


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Just love this pic! Merry Christmas to everyone! Mwahahahahahahahahahah! (Evil laugh)

Weeee! After months of waiting for the right time - that I would have no classes the following day or I wouldn't have to write papers or do visual aids for my fucking methods class, I finally attended the RIGHT gig, at the RIGHT time and at the RIGHT place!

Katutubong Elvis, reggae and ska at its finest! Line-up included Romeo lee and the Brockas, Jr Kilat, Pepe Smith *yes, he's still alive!*, Skabeche *great fuckin' set, I could have worshipped you guys if I saw you everyday*, Jeepney Joyride, Pinikpikan *as you would expect, the crowd just exploded when they got onstage. good thing I got to the venue when they were playing*, Narda, The Mongols, Peacepipe and other great bands I missed. Darn! Good thing the lagoon area wasn't that crowded else we may have not enjoyed the whole experience.

It was a wonderful fix - second hand marijuana smoke! The whole place either wreaked of marijuana, gin or plain icky vomit. I had a count of 10 people with dreads and a handful of 40-year-old men. And everyone was high - natural or marijuana-induced.

I was with my orgmates, Tonio, Aya and Sig and we just came from our first performance worthy of Aldaba Hall. T'was a happy coincidence. One of the RCY members, KB is also a member of the UP Dansa and arranged for the whole thing to happen. Dansa has this gig (not really that big though) about Christmas - I really have no idea - but we sang a set of Christmas three songs. We practiced real hard and we really did devote our time and energies. Surprisingly, we did beautifully - which is by the way the LAST thing anyone would ever expect from us.

Fortune favors the bold.

I came down with fever two days ago. Lucky it wasn't at all bad compared to the last two episodes - both times I mumbled that I was burning or I gave ghastly orders to my housemates. This time, I had more phlegm though but I can move up and about the house and my appetite's superb.

It all started on the last night of the UPRCY Crooners, where we had to go all the way to Las Pinas to carol for 4 houses (one of which was a maternity clinic). The cars moved like tortoises especially on our way to Alabang and the other members' tardiness added to the mishap. We got to the first house at around 9:30 PM. The rest of the carolling gigs were cancelled. Fooeey! It was so freakin' cold, we couldn't sing and our throats were raspy from all the coughing. I, myself, had a hard time singing and I felt I was coming down with something.

It's a good thing Mako brought a pack of paracetamol to soothe my fever temporarily. From Mcdo ATC, we hopped again on Kim's large van and headed to Sugar's house at Paranaque. Sugar had this laser she points to harrass. She pointed at everyone's privies for Pete's sake! Well, she missed us quite a lot. We all just hung around the terrace WITHOUT BOOZE. Sugs and I just put everyone on the spotlight to compensate. Harrrrr.

Anyway, for the second sem, I had been assigned as Chief Information Officer (like a Publicity officer) because the other one freakin' resigned. I am assigned the task of coming up with three issues of Pulse (the UP RCY newsletter). It was a headache - REALLY! First, you have to come up with interesting articles, then find potential people who would be willing to write them and if they don't want to, you have to coerce/bribe/force/threaten them into submission. Then come up with a really good lay-out because they KNOW that I'm Publisher/Adobe-literate, they want to see funkier visuals. The real bummer is - when people say yes one minute, then they say no the last minute. People are so fickle, aren't they? I can't very well write every article in the paper.

The scheduled release is supposed to be on the 17th, but our lay-out artist, Henry, had a lot on his mind and he needs sleep, so we were a tad 12 hours late. But, most of the members did not get a copy. They all had a flight to catch. Too bad.

Ranting is good for the heart. One piece of good news is that I finally have pictures of my very pink chucks!



Another GOOD news is that my dad finally gave me my Christmas Shopping allowance! Garrrrr! SFAS here I come!

1. Jeje of Giniling Festival (Yeah right, dream on. NEXT!)

2. Cocteau Twins' Otherness EP (Techno + ambient rocks)

3. Stilettoes

4. Pink Chucks

5. A pair of denim pants

6. Sun sim (I'll get this tomorrow!)

7. Pink jacket from Neighborhoodies with A Vulva Attacks printed on it (May have to order from SFAS, Neighborhoodies are way too expensive)

8. 1950's Tootsie Roll Dresses by Cecile Zamora Van Straten

9. These wicked shades! Pic c/o SFAS


10. Lose 10 lbs or retain my weight with the holidays and all


Check this site out for roll-in-the-hay laughter! Just wait for the photos.

This is Ms. Lights Out as my friend George christened her.

Weeee! Late christmas shopping today. Happy Holidays to everyone! Will consume dry red wine with me folks later after going through Makati to buy (finally) a sun sim and some dvd's to survive the ordeal of the holidays. O'course, my mum will drag us along to church. Haaay.

We had a DVD marathon a while ago. Just finished Cold Mountain. Ugh. This line made me all cheesy:

Jude Law to Kidman: "You were the only one that stopped me from slipping into some dark place."

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I bought a mod top at SFAS with Tara and Mark then went around to buy gifts for my mum, dad and sister. We found this great "ukay" place and I bought another yellow and black mod top.

No Sun sim yet and still mopin' around the house brainstorming for t-shirt designs. Tara promised to host me at iisnormal.net. *Crosses fingers* Yes! We will be designers!

Will post t-shirt designs maybe this week. Then maybe you guys could order? Hehe.

         

I got to watch SO HAPPY TOGETHER with Rom , Ieth, Maui and Chris (late as usual) - all my happy friends from high school. Cris and Meg can't come - out-of-towners. Hmmf. Anyway, Kris Aquino did nothing but annoy me for the first 30 minutes of the movie. The script teemed of the words PUTA, SEX and BAKLA. Just the right combination.

I was barely out of the theater when I got a message from Abi that they were watching ENTENG KABISOTE. We discovered that ENTENG KABISOTE is standing room only - with the amount of kids milling around we weren't surprised. So we exchanged our tickets for AISHITE MASU, which turned out to be worth the dough. Stellar performance by both Dennis Trillo [he's sooooo GAY] and Jay Manalo. They had slashy scenes together too. Harrrr.

As tikoy is my favorite food, I have to say Trillo is Y-U-M-M-Y to the nth degree [without the gayness of course but you'll love him for that too]!