I wish I had learned to love to read. This was one of my most hated truths about myself. Actually, I think it’s my only hated truth. Well, at the very least, until I uncover some new ones… but i digress. I think that loving to read would’ve been fucking awesome. Like Thrift Store awesome.
There is absolutely no way to deny it. You are poor. Face it, at this point, you’re realizing what a terrible mistake you’ve made moving out of your parent’s home, out of the assurance of home cooked meals, hot water, above average broadband connection, and of course, what every homeowner dreams of… “Free utilities” (In quotation marks because, let’s be truthful… there really is no such thing as FREE utilities).
Looking forward to the Cinemalaya Films this year! They all look really promising!
UPDATED, June 25, 2013–The Cinemalaya Foundation, Inc. invites the public to a 10-day showcase of independent films on July 26 to August 4, 2013 in CCP theaters, Trinoma, Greenbelt, and Alabang Town Center Cinemas. Now on its 9th year, the festival features a total of 15 full-length films with 10 on the New Breed category and five on the Directors’ Showcase category, and 10 short films.
Schedule of films to be posted soon.
AMOR Y MUERTE
Director: Cesar Evangelista
Writer: Jerry Gracio
Cast: Althea Vega, Markki Stroem, Adrian Sebastian, and Ama Quiambao. Also starring: Mico Palanca, Kuya Manzano, Amante Pulido.
Set in 16th century, “Amor Y Muerte” (means “love and death”) is an examination of the initial encounter between the Indios (natives) and their colonizers (Spaniards) and their conflicting views on love, passion, religion, and sexuality.
Directed by: Gil Portes
Written by: Senedy Que
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Being in your mid-20s has nothing to do with how old you are. The Mid-20s is a state of mind that, unfortunately, I cannot properly define. All I know is, there are certain things that will show that you’re actually in this period in your life. Its fucking confusing, and a drag, but, if met with proper preparations… it’ll be a little less of those things.
Here are a few things to keep in mind:
Crime does pay. Never has this statement been more true than in the Philippines. In the Philippines, if you do the crime… You will do the time. You will end up in jail. And, depending on the severity of said crime, you could very well rot in jail (because we outlawed the death penalty a few years ago).
This statement, of course, like most, if not ALL countries, only apply to the ones who 1) Cannot afford good lawyers, 2) Cannot afford decent bribes, and 3) Cannot afford payment for 5-star accommodations inside the country’s correctional facilities if that person is indeed found guilty of whatever crime he/she has done. Of course, there’s still that notion of “Are they really guilty? Or did we just send an innocent person in jail?” But that’s a different story already.
So… the Metro Manila Development Authority recently released an official statement/letter addressed to internationally-known author Dan Brown, over his, apparently “unfair” portrayal of our Metro Manila. Should we be up in arms about this? I don’t believe so. If anything, this letter is one, pathetic, fucking attempt, that, if anything, makes me ashamed to be from the Philippines.
Recently, I discovered a few articles about “uncontacted” civilizations/tribes in the most remote of areas in the world. Some were clear hoaxes, some were uncovered as a hoax 20 years later, while some are still just speculations. However, regardless if they are real or not, it sparked people’s imaginations. Just when we thought we knew everything, or most, about who we are, we then discover something that throws our understanding off guard. It’s a good analogy when it comes to figuring out who we are as a people vis-a-vis our country, our continent, and even our universe.
Most Filipinos my age would find living on their own daunting, pointless, and sometimes even scary. I could not agree more. Living alone is all those things, and more. Traditionally speaking, we are not designed to live alone. Remember that shit about a man not being able to live like an island? That shit is true: In every fucking way possible.
So, David Beckham is set to retire at the end of this French League season. At 38 years old, David Beckham, England’s captain, owner of David Beckham’s Right foot, as well as David Beckham’s Left foot, has finally decided to hang up his cleats. Sad day? Perhaps for some. For me? Not so much. See, I’m not a big fan of David Beckham, per Se. I am, however, a big fan of what he has done for the sport, here (in the Philippines), and in the entire world. That, and he married Posh Spice. I mean, who wouldn’t be impressed by that?