LP 161: Nakasabit (Hanging)

Isang masayang Sabado sa lahat ng ka-LP! Narito ang aking mga piling larawan na nais kong ibahagi sa linggong ito.

Nakasabit na ilaw.  – Ito ay kuha sa restaurant ng Crown Regency Mactan sa Cebu City. Naaliw ako sa pattern at texture!  At hindi ko alam kung bakit ngunit iba pa rin ang binibigay ng film sa akin bilang photographer.  Ito ay kuha gamit ang aking Vivitar v3000s at Kodak Elitechrome 400 na pina-cross process sa Digiprint.

Batang nakasabit sa puno. – Wala na akong nakikitang ganito ngayon. Mga batang nage-enjoy sa simpleng kasiyahang dulot ng paglalaro sa mga puno. Kuha gamit ang Vivitar v3000s at Kodak Tri-X 400.

“Ano yang nakasabit sa leeg mo?” – Yan ang laging tanong sa akin kapag dala ko ang aking TLR (twin lens reflex) na camera. Ito ay isang Pearl River na TLR na gawa nuong 1950. Nabili ko ito sa isang kulektor at ito ay nakakapag-kuha pa ng mga larawan gamit ang 120 na films. Salamat sa aking kaibigan sa pagkuha ng larawang ito. 🙂

Nakasabit sa Leeg. – Ito ang larawang isinabmit para sa aking finals sa Basic Photography Workshop na aking kinuha. Tinawag ko itong “Analog Warrior”…at yan ang aking mga film cameras. 🙂 Kuha gamit ang aking Nikon D60.

Maligayang LP Sabado sa lahat! 🙂

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LP 159: Masaya (Happy)

Ang aking pagbabalik sa Litratong Pinoy!!! Ang mga larawang ito ang aking napili sapagkat ito ay kuha sa Boracay kung saan unang beses ako nakapunta. Pangalawa, umuwi ang aking shupatembang na sisterette mula sa Estados Unidos! Pangatlo, unang beses na kasama ang aking ina at esposo sa isang paglalakbay. Tunay na apat sa pinakamasayang araw ng aking buhay! Bakit ika nyo? Dahil lahat ng pinakamamahal ko sa buhay ay kasama ko…

Ang aking pamilya…












Saya! Maligayang Biyernes sa lahat ng ka-LP!

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Commuter Rave No. 3: Two Lesbians, A Gay Guy, and an Aircon Bus

Part of my arsenal to combat high triglycerides, bad cholesterol, and pre-hypertension is to do more walking everyday. Last night, H and I walked from Starbucks Intramuros to Park n’ Ride at Lawton for our usual trip home. I took my 7pm medicine (amvasc) before we walked so when I got on the bus, I was really huffin’ and puffin’ and a little woozy. I took a seat at the last row (the “six-seater”) and adjusted the two aircon vents and blasted some cold air to cool me down–which it did, and I thought I will travel in medication-induced peace until…

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Relationship 101: The Rules about Movie Selection

Husband and I have these rules about what movies to watch during weekends:

(1)  If either of us does not like a certain movie or is not so sure whether he likes it or not, it should be parked for the meantime and decide on another movie.  Or for the other person who expressed likeness over movie to watch it alone when the other is not staying over the weekend.

(2)  If it is too late in the evening but we are still up to watching a movie, watch DVD-compiled/Torrent-downloaded TV episodes (e.g. House, CSI, The Closer, Glee, Cougar Town, Flash Forward, How I Met Your Mother). That way, if we get sleepy, at least we are watching something shorter than a film and we won’t end up leaving a movie in the middle.

(3)  For H, “serious” films are a no-no in the afternoon or in the evening.  So, to watch “Blindness” by Fernando Mereilles and “Out of Africa” by Sydney Pollack in the afternoon or in the evening is like convening the UN Tribunal to handle cases involving crimes against humanity. :-p

Today, I followed Rule No. 1.  As you may know, I just got home and after super chika with Mom, I decided to watch “Eat. Pray. Love.”  This time, Rule No. 1 has deprived husband of the privilege of watching a very simple yet breath-takingly beautiful film. (cue flashback music while screen dissolves and cross-fades to last Sunday)


BRIDGET  and JHER were rummaging through stacks of DVD’s to buy and watch. BRIDGET excitedly points to something he likes

BRIDGET:  Eat. Pray. Love.?

JHER:  Hindi daw maganda review. Saka flop daw yan.

BRIDGET and JHER ended up buying PIRANHA 3D and MAMARAZZI.

(cross-fades back to present)

Hahahahaha! But don’t get me wrong. Husband has great taste in films and we share that. He was the one who actually convinced me to buy a compilation of Akira Kurosawa films and that was the first time I really watched his work.

I guess over time, I have looked at the rules as a way for us to maximize our day by enjoying each other while watching something that we both love.

But going back, this is one time that husband missed the opportunity to enjoy watching something with me. I know he will enjoy watching me cry at almost everything..which I did.  I just loved the many touching moments in the film that really made me sob in between munching popcorn, puffing on my cigarette and taking a swig of San Mig premium draft. It was that good…for me.

I think that’s why the film tanked or got lambasted by some critics. It is a film that banks on relatability. If you choose to watch this movie and just “watch” it, you will get bored. This movie will work if you immerse yourself and be the main character’s best friend–that at same level, you can relate to her.  I may have not experienced all of what she experienced, but I rooted for her. And not to mention that I loved the places that she went to to eat, pray, and love which finally led her to find what she is looking for.

The movie talks about finding balance and I have a favorite quote: “Balance is not letting anybody love you less than how you love yourself.”  (cries)  And it has an abundance of quotes, both wise and bumper-sticker types. (sighs)

I love the characters and the actors breathed life to this true story. There’s a moment with Javier Bardem that I cried the most! (remembering the scene just made me cry again…and now I see my friends, Ruby, Weng, and H rolling their eyes *hahahaha*) Oh, I just love all the characters that Elizabeth met along her truth-seeking journey.

Kaya, H. I’ll watch this again with you if you want. :-p

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Commuting Raves and Rants No. 2 – Butterflies in Her Stomach

Today, October 29, 2010, is both a Friday AND the springboard to a long weekend. And as a commuter, you know the translation–lots of people going home to the province AND super mega heavy traffic.

As a veteran commuter, one should treat this type of Friday not just like any other Friday. One approaches it like Operation Desert Storm.  In anticipation of the long ride, I eat 4pcs of siomai, drink half a bottle of mineral water, buy a pack of peanuts, take a leak, prepare game console, and have a book ready (your backup in case your game console battery loses its life).

At the bus terminal, waiting for me was a queue that was gradually building up.  I waited for a full hour before the bus came.  Endured a full hour from Lawton to Quirino. And an hour and a half more from Quirino to Laguna. I was busy playing a rerun of Silent Hill when I sensed that something was wrong. I looked outside the window and concluded that we were stuck in traffic somewhere in between Magallanes and Bicutan.

The commotion: a girl in her early 20’s was arguing with her boyfriend. I swear this is what really happened!!!

GIRL:  (in the most annoying airhead, shrill voice) eh kasi naman eh, I really don’t care what they’re going to say… (dabog)

BOY:  ang tagal tagal natin kanina nakapila! kanina pa kita sinabihan, ang arte-arte mo!

GIRL: eh kasi naman, kadiri naman yung bathroom sa terminal eh…(makes gulo her hair)

BOY: anu ba, enough na!

GIRL:  I don’t care! (she stands up and storms her way down the aisle while her boyfriend is super tunaw na in kahihiyan)

GIRL: (makes inarte to the bus driver and at the top of her lungs, mind you ha) manong, pwedeng bumaba sa nearest na gasoline station???

BUS DRIVER: Naku, miss. Nasa gitna tayo ng SLEX. Hindi ho pwede.

GIRL: eh traffic naman eh. Sige na, manong. Bababa muna ako.

BUS DRIVER: Miss, ano ba kayo??? Hindi pwede noh, baka ma-aksidente pa kayo, kami pa may kasalanan.

GIRL: Hindi, manong. Pls naman pooooooo! (the “o” is stretched and does a roller coaster dip and rise) ALAM KO NA, MANOOONG! Di ba may mga portalet sa skyway construction site?? Tutal traffic, bababa lang ako for a while…

The poor Manong Bus Driver surrendered and when the girl caught sight of the portalet almost 500 meters away….

GIRL: Manong, now na. Buksan mo na ang pinto!

BUS DRIVER: Miss, hindi  pwede. pag nasa tapat na tayo. Hindi naman masyadong traffic baka masagasaan kayo. Hindi pwede.

GIRL: kasi naman eh…(girl dabogs while boyfriend covers face in shame with his awful fedora)

Nung tumapat na sa portalet with the construction workers, Manong Bus Driver opened his window at nakipag-bolahan sa mga construction workers in behalf of the nagiinarteng gurlaloo. Finally, doors opened and girl dashes out (in slow motion with the theme from “Chariots of Fire” playing).

And the entire bus waited.  For her.  For a total of 20 minutes. While all the vehicles sped past by.  On the 15-minute mark, a lot of the other passengers were agitated and actually shouting at the driver: “Lakad na! Iwan nyo na yan!”

Finally, GIRL appeared from the door (obviously refreshed). As she walked down the aisle (smugly, mind you), some of the passengers heckled and threw imaginary rotten tomatoes at her.

PASSENGER 1: Pa-importante!

GIRL: (making irap) I don’t care!

PASSENGER 2:  Binili mo ba ang bus???

GIRL: Hmph.

PASSENGER 3:  Field trip mo ba ‘to?

GIRL: (silently glares)

And then came the bomb (pun intended)…

PASSENGER 4:  Dapat nung nasa terminal ka, TUMAE KA NAAAA!!!

Everyone laughed.

GIRL plops in her seat crying. BOYFRIEND buries his face in his God-foresaken fedora.

MORAL LESSON…well, refer to PASSENGER 4. (rolls on the floor laughing my ass off)


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