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The Bitter Side of Partying

I do not know why I am so bitter with people who party inside bars. Well, maybe I am not bitter. It's just that I remember a few bad memories while partying inside a bar, especially when someone is drank. I have to admit that my life as a college student is boring- that is if you're qualifications for a well-lived-college life is a life of a weekly gimmick with your friends and bar-hopping along Tomas Morato. SImply, I am not like that. But I am hypocrite if I will wash hands on me going to bars. I have been inside one before, and that was it.

What made this perspective of mine worse is when I learned that some of my friends had their really bad experiences while partying in bars, especially in Baguio City, and I do not want to discuss about those stuff here.

I have no plans of going into any bars and party therein and drink. I am not against those people who love going and partying and also drinking in such place. I don't even care if you go there weekly, that is if you're not a close friend. What I honestly do not like about the atmosphere there is the fact that most of the people there are under the influence of alcohol, and you do not want me telling any biological and psychological effects of alhol here, because that will just make me sound so bitter.

So to all of those who are self-proclaimed 'party animals and hardcore alcohol drinkers,' cheers to your life! I hope it will be long enough for you to party longer, too.

BJ 101 Midterms: Another 'real-world' experience

If there is another thing I love being a broadcast communication student here in UP Diliman is the exposure that I get and the hardcore training that the College of Mass Communication gives to its students. Just like this morning when our Broadcast Journalism 101 class covered a 'not-story-for-journalists' event which is the Quezon City Day.

Last night we received a text message from our professor, Ma'am Mae Anne Los Banos regarding the time that we should be at the UP CMC today for our midterms. And here is here message via SMS:

Guys, lets meet at 7AM tomorrow, CMC. Latecomers will merit (an) automatic 5.0. Goodluck on your midterms! =>maeannelosbanos

Being afraid of getting an automatic 5.0, everyone was already there at the CMC except for Ara who came a bit late, thanks that Ma'am Mae Anne was greeted by her students in the previous semesters.

We were briefed for the midterms and that I expected to cover a market story since she said before that she is not so happy with the QC Day story. So I researched on market news and events on the net upon waking up. Then, during the briefing, she said that we will cover the QC Day and we must be back there at 9:30 AM. We need to finish by 12 or else, the last reporter gets a five.

We ran, and competed for taxi. However my partner Ja, with Mhai and Mark, got the last cab and waited for minutes before having one. We arrived at the QC Hall. We moved to the QC Memorial Circle upon knowing form the guards that all the employees and officers are at the circle for the Wreath-Laying Ceremony.

I saw a lot of sectors offering flowers at the Memorial Circle where the former president is buried. I saw some DeMolays on their robes and dad masons with their aprons.

On gathering the data for my news, I found it hard, really hard to be in a situation or in an event where there are a lot of things to write. But I focues ona certain angle and that is on the security of the event.

I got the chance to see the significant people of the city and some officials in different offices. I just want to thank the police officials for being helpful. To Deputy Police Chief Inspector Richie Claraval.

We got back at CMC at ecatly 9:30. I picked the 12th number over 17 reporters. I was really amazed with my classmates who made great angles on the event. Keith, a sophomore journalism student and a Kule staff, made a unique angle on the irony of the speech of Mayor Herbert Bautista wherein he spoke English where in fact, Quezon is the father and prime-mover of the lengua franca of the country, the Filipino.

I was happy with my news. And I got positive feedbacks from Ma'am mae Anne. She siad she liked my angle.

No to Abortion. Yes to RH Bill.

I first saw this video in my Psych 101 class under Professor Mike Luistro who advocates pro-life and anti-RH Bill. I almost cried upon watching this video in class because I just can't bare to see these wonderful lives being taken away. To all those who have aborted their children, this video is for you and I hope you realize that you have taken away a supposed wonderful life.

I admit that I am pro-RH Bill and the Reproductive Health Bill is not about abortion.

Sweetest Birthday Gift

I was surprised as I see this video file in my documents. I do not know if my girlfriend shot this while I was busy fixing and finishing some stuff at the kitchen on my birthday. Anyway, this is the sweetest gift of all the gifts I received on that day. And Lyle is the blessing that God has given me. I love her so much!

Iba't ibang Pangalan, iisang Laban: SONA ng Bayan 2011

Iba't ibang kulay at pangalan, iisang laban.

Ang pagguho ng isang rehimen, tagumpay ng masa.

Ang mga magsasaka, mula sa sakahan hanggang sa kalsada.

Maagang pagmulat.

Sakit sa ulo

Paglaban para sa mga buhay na nawala

Para sa bayan, at hindi para sa iilan.

Neokolonyalismong pamamahala.

PNoy o Penoy?

Iisang sigaw mula sa kongreso hanggang sa kalsada. 

Ang mga party-list representatives ng Anakpawis, Gabriela, Bayan Muna, ACT, at Kabataan.

Lagablab.

Domino Effect. Ang pamilya ang pinakamaliit na yunit ng lipunan.

Ang kabataan para sa pagbabago ng bayan.

First storm

In every relationship, there will always be a storm that the couple will face. On Sunday, the storm struck our relationship wherein she almost broke up with me. It was not my fault of not telling her that a certain girl in my past texted and that girl still feels that I am still special for her. Lyle read her messages which I did not delete in my inbox- feeling confident that it was just nothing, but it meant something for my girlfriend.

She almost broke up with me, and her mom cried because she wanted us to fix it and that according to her we should not play a relationship which is molded by time.

I thank God for not letting us fall apart from each other. I thank God for putting us together after a year of no communication, and that I will not put this relationship into vain anymore. Mama is right, a relationship has been molded by time, sacrifice, and love; and that it should not be played with.

It's Media Industry's Fault: The Christopher Lao Incident

Hindi natin masisisi ang isang istasyong mayroong 24-hour-round news network na kinakailangang makapaghatid ng balita sa tao upang mapunan ang mga line-up ng istorya nito, ngunit hindi nga ba? Ang nangyari kay Christopher Lao ay hindi niya kasalanan o hindi niya katangahan, kasalanan ng industriya ng midya na obligadong makapaghatid ng pera sa istasyong pinagsisilbihan nito at hindi serbisyo publiko kahit na nasa harap mo na ang sasakyang lumulubog at nakarolyo pa ang kamera mo.


I can't blame a person who badly needs (thinking that he is reviewing for the bar examinations) to pass by a place which he thinks is passable because the media who were there- which pledges to give 'genuine public service' didn't warm him in the first place. In the Philippines a person can still drive and pass by a flooded place with him thinking that his vehicle's motor is still safe. But with a very steep street and if it is your first time to pass there, you can't immediately estimate how deep the flood is.

Make up session with my girlfriend

BEFORE.

BUSY. Yes my girlfriend Lyle is busy that time yet I find it interesting as she wear those make-up on. She knows how to put them on really well, but she confesses that she does  not know how to put make up to other people.

AFTER.

Now this is US.

It's my roommate's birthday

Marco. Yes, that's his name. He used to be my dorm mate, too in Ipil Residence Hall last year. He was one of my respondents in a consumer research I did for my advertising class. I found him snobbish and that I won't mind him whenever he passes by our corridor. But I found him a very fashionable person- someone who can grab your attention just by his outfit.

This year, I must admit I was surprised that he is my room mate upon knowing my room. It was awkward, I must say that he is my room mate with the fact that I snob him at Ipil sometimes because I know he is also snobbish back then, but he welcomed me with a big smile here in our room. Now, I am blogging not on our encounter as roommates but today on his very special day- his birthday!

Marco and me on our wacky pose taken early this night.

Last night, I ordered two items at Bochi I thought that it's the easy way to get a thing for him for his birthday at exactly 12 midnight. So I waited until it was 12 and then greeted him. He said thank you. Then after a few seconds I handed him my simple gift- a Bogchi food box with a post-it above the box with "Happy 19th Birthday Marco!." I saw that he was happy, and I was happy seeing people happy. I thank God for allowing me make people happy. Anyway, he said "wow naman, thank you." I cannot count the times he said thank you last night.  

  
Tonight, I was surprised upon seeing a Banapple Cake on my table. He gave it to me. I smiled and thanked him. I grabbed my camera and took a photo of us to show my girlfriend Lyle and also took a photo of the cake (to be posted, soon). The taste of the cake was really great! I am still eating it now and it is really great! Now I feel shy with the gift I gave him last night with this. Anyway, what matters is that I remebered his special day, right? :)

So to my roommate Marco, cheers! It is our common age, 19!

Date

JULY 10. After my meeting at the Lodge 56 and after taking photos of my brethren for the upcoming installation then, Lyle and I had our dinner at the City Mall which is a 20-minute ride from Bonuan. I just love eating with her.