I was transferring an old blog to a new account earlier this evening, and I had the pleasure of looking back at some pretty amusing entries.
Then I tried looking at posts from February of last year, and even the years before and had a blast taking a trip down memory lane. I remembered hanging out at AKU practically every evening back in 2004, ordering bottomless iced tea with my dinner before enduring a long bus ride home. I remembered playing hooky from a Beauty and the Beast rehearsal just so Nicco, Drei, Miko and Misch and I can watch 'Yun Na Nga, Kung 'Yun na Nga in CCP back in 2005 and was suddenly starving from hunger after watching the actors eat onstage. I remembered pondering about taking acting workshops again back in 2006, and kept thinking about it and eventually signed up at the last minute. Then I remembered being such a drama queen last year, and laughed at myself.
That's my favorite about about reading my old entries again. I look back and smile at all the good memories, despite all the changes between me and those people that came me way. And when I look back at all the bad memories, I still smile because I managed to live through it.
Now I just wonder how those people who were with me then. Falling out of touch can't be helped, I guess. How are you guys?
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
An afternoon like the good old days
I got to spend yesterday afternoon in ATC with Drei, as we were both bored out of our minds. Plus he needed to vent out a little frustration, hahaha. What's new, among our little triumvirate, I was always the one listening while he and Nicco did the talking.
It was the usual routine back when we used to hang out before. After walking for a while and figuring out what to do, we ended up at the cinemas, and watched The Mist. Even though I'm such a coward, and we even dubbed ourselves "the Prune Gang" before because all of us just curled up in our seats in fear during really scary movies, we just decided to watch this supposedly good suspense thriller of a movie. Before the movie began, we asked each other, "Did you read the book?" Nope. Okay.
Argh, it was O-kay. The only frustrating part of it was the ending. Argh. Double argh. The lead character was just moments away from a good thing when he blew everything to pieces. Oh well.
So Drei and I decided to drown our frustrations somewhere else. Obviously, Timezone, hahaha. I had a go at Percussion Master (hard mode, baby!), and I liked this machine better than the one in Glorietta because you can play 3 songs instead of just 2, hehe. We walked around the area when we saw this new game just near the Deal or No Deal machine. It looked somewhat like Dance Dance Revolution, but it looked more like a kiddie game because the playing area only had 3 spots all next to each other to step on. What was the game called? Dance 86.4 Funky Radio Station. Hahahaha! So I decided to give it a go. I'm all for obscure games that hardly anyone plays. It was actually fun! So I made another go for it, this time with Drei. And at the end of both songs, there was a mini-game so whoever lost among either of the two can get more points. Stomp away! Hahahaha! It was so hilarious that we played a couple more rounds. And one of the songs was actually the theme song of Sailor Moon!
Hahaha, that game put our minds off The Mist's lousy ending for a while.
We then retreated to Starbucks and talked. First off was what was bugging Drei after ranting to me the night before. Then we segued and talked about his "Joey" moments, and how I also had one of those moments. Missing the old crowd. How everyone else is now. All that stuff. Even though all of us are happy with our own lives, I also do miss the good old days.
Oh well. That's life.
To add to that, I had to come home and listen to... well, that. But I guess that's also life. You know I love you, love.
Meeting Rosa tomorrow to help her shop for a dress to wear to Trina's wedding. Maybe I can find a little something for myself as well, hehehe.
It was the usual routine back when we used to hang out before. After walking for a while and figuring out what to do, we ended up at the cinemas, and watched The Mist. Even though I'm such a coward, and we even dubbed ourselves "the Prune Gang" before because all of us just curled up in our seats in fear during really scary movies, we just decided to watch this supposedly good suspense thriller of a movie. Before the movie began, we asked each other, "Did you read the book?" Nope. Okay.
Argh, it was O-kay. The only frustrating part of it was the ending. Argh. Double argh. The lead character was just moments away from a good thing when he blew everything to pieces. Oh well.
So Drei and I decided to drown our frustrations somewhere else. Obviously, Timezone, hahaha. I had a go at Percussion Master (hard mode, baby!), and I liked this machine better than the one in Glorietta because you can play 3 songs instead of just 2, hehe. We walked around the area when we saw this new game just near the Deal or No Deal machine. It looked somewhat like Dance Dance Revolution, but it looked more like a kiddie game because the playing area only had 3 spots all next to each other to step on. What was the game called? Dance 86.4 Funky Radio Station. Hahahaha! So I decided to give it a go. I'm all for obscure games that hardly anyone plays. It was actually fun! So I made another go for it, this time with Drei. And at the end of both songs, there was a mini-game so whoever lost among either of the two can get more points. Stomp away! Hahahaha! It was so hilarious that we played a couple more rounds. And one of the songs was actually the theme song of Sailor Moon!
Hahaha, that game put our minds off The Mist's lousy ending for a while.
We then retreated to Starbucks and talked. First off was what was bugging Drei after ranting to me the night before. Then we segued and talked about his "Joey" moments, and how I also had one of those moments. Missing the old crowd. How everyone else is now. All that stuff. Even though all of us are happy with our own lives, I also do miss the good old days.
Oh well. That's life.
To add to that, I had to come home and listen to... well, that. But I guess that's also life. You know I love you, love.
Meeting Rosa tomorrow to help her shop for a dress to wear to Trina's wedding. Maybe I can find a little something for myself as well, hehehe.
We'll miss you, Bro. Felix
Bro. Felix Masson, FSC, had passed away last February 5th, 2008. May his soul rest in peace.
I had already met Bro. Felix during my first year in De La Salle Zobel, back when I was in junior prep. I knew him all throughout my years in that school, right on until I had graduated from high school. He seemed to know everyone's name, and most especially, everyone's birthdays. It seemed like you wouldn't have the complete Zobel experience back then, if you weren't called to Bro. Felix's office every year on the day of your birthday (if not the day before). Going to his office was one of my favorite excuses to get out of class even just for a while. There would be the usual chit-chat, from small talk to whatever you can think of under the sun. The years after my uncle had resigned from his principal post, Bro. Felix would always ask how my uncle was doing, as well as my aunt. Then of course, at the end of our conversations, he would then let me pick a stampita (those little card photos of saints that would sometimes have short prayers written in the back) of my choice as a birthday gift. Iam had written in her blog that she would always pick those shimmery gold cards. I had a theme myself, being a December baby, and would always look for the card with the best illustration of the Nativity.
It seems that Bro. Felix's office table looked the same. There would always be the stampitas facing you, carefully arranged to give you a good view of all of them. On his side of the table, there would always be his planner, opened to your birthdate, with your name scribbled on it.
Of course, aside from the annual birthday visit, some of my friends and I would still come by his office during recess and lunch breaks, playing Triominoes. Hahaha, we would always stifle our laughs to small chuckles because of the way he would always say "BAH-likTAD." Then whenever we would cross each other's paths in the corridors, he would always try to crack a joke. In junior year, he kept saying, "Look what beautiful seniors we'll have next year... if you don't come back, Miss CAD-luhm." He always seems to have a standard joke for a particular person or group of people, hahaha.
We believed he was immortal, because it seemed that he would always grace the halls of Zobel. Yes, he is immortal, specially here in our hearts.
Rest in peace, Bro. Felix. We'll surely miss you.
I had already met Bro. Felix during my first year in De La Salle Zobel, back when I was in junior prep. I knew him all throughout my years in that school, right on until I had graduated from high school. He seemed to know everyone's name, and most especially, everyone's birthdays. It seemed like you wouldn't have the complete Zobel experience back then, if you weren't called to Bro. Felix's office every year on the day of your birthday (if not the day before). Going to his office was one of my favorite excuses to get out of class even just for a while. There would be the usual chit-chat, from small talk to whatever you can think of under the sun. The years after my uncle had resigned from his principal post, Bro. Felix would always ask how my uncle was doing, as well as my aunt. Then of course, at the end of our conversations, he would then let me pick a stampita (those little card photos of saints that would sometimes have short prayers written in the back) of my choice as a birthday gift. Iam had written in her blog that she would always pick those shimmery gold cards. I had a theme myself, being a December baby, and would always look for the card with the best illustration of the Nativity.
It seems that Bro. Felix's office table looked the same. There would always be the stampitas facing you, carefully arranged to give you a good view of all of them. On his side of the table, there would always be his planner, opened to your birthdate, with your name scribbled on it.
Of course, aside from the annual birthday visit, some of my friends and I would still come by his office during recess and lunch breaks, playing Triominoes. Hahaha, we would always stifle our laughs to small chuckles because of the way he would always say "BAH-likTAD." Then whenever we would cross each other's paths in the corridors, he would always try to crack a joke. In junior year, he kept saying, "Look what beautiful seniors we'll have next year... if you don't come back, Miss CAD-luhm." He always seems to have a standard joke for a particular person or group of people, hahaha.
We believed he was immortal, because it seemed that he would always grace the halls of Zobel. Yes, he is immortal, specially here in our hearts.
Rest in peace, Bro. Felix. We'll surely miss you.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Jabber 1 and 3
I doubt that anyone will understand that title.
Had a crazy phone conversation earlier this evening. A friend was ranting about a close friend that he might actually like as, well, more than just a close friend.
Him: *rant rant* You know what I mean?
Me: Yes, exactly!
Him: But she's... *goes off into this mini-monologue about her*
Me: There you go again.
Him: No, no, no, but I'm mad at her.
Me: Right.
Then we veer off the subject when I say that he's beginning to sound like a TV sitcom character that we both love. So he said that his life is like a sitcom. "I'm living a sitcom life," he said. Hahaha, okayyyy...
"It's like Joey. A spin-off of the original, and I'm the only one left. Then last week, almost everyone comes back as guest stars."
I had to admit, that day's episode was fun.
Tomorrow's another coffee episode. And I'm the recurring guest star.
I miss having these 3wayjabber conversations. Baby bro, did you get my text?
Had a crazy phone conversation earlier this evening. A friend was ranting about a close friend that he might actually like as, well, more than just a close friend.
Him: *rant rant* You know what I mean?
Me: Yes, exactly!
Him: But she's... *goes off into this mini-monologue about her*
Me: There you go again.
Him: No, no, no, but I'm mad at her.
Me: Right.
Then we veer off the subject when I say that he's beginning to sound like a TV sitcom character that we both love. So he said that his life is like a sitcom. "I'm living a sitcom life," he said. Hahaha, okayyyy...
"It's like Joey. A spin-off of the original, and I'm the only one left. Then last week, almost everyone comes back as guest stars."
I had to admit, that day's episode was fun.
Tomorrow's another coffee episode. And I'm the recurring guest star.
I miss having these 3wayjabber conversations. Baby bro, did you get my text?
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Swimming in seafood in Dampa
The cast and crew of Kudeta didn't get to have a cast party after its closing show last Sunday because of the Pasinaya, plus half of the cast had EJ rehearsals in the evening. So Sir Floy invited a whole bunch of us to dinner at Dampa in Libis yesterday.
By the time Tad and I had arrived at Dampa, only Bajo was there, waiting for the rest to turn up. As it turned out, we were the first ones there. Riki had arrived a few minutes after we did, and we just stood around outside until the server that was assigned to Sir Floy's reservation approached us and said that we can go inside our dining area already.
The rest trickled in later. There was Chrome, Marj with John-john (sp?), Jerald, Bong, Wenah, Max, Anna, Tara and Russ, before Sir Floy had finally arrived to shop for the food. Of course, the whole time we were waiting, Chrome was still at it with his card tricks, introducing Je as one of his new apprentices. Chynna, Minette, Paulo and Jo-an arrived a little later. Hahaha, we found out that our server's name was Michael, so we called him Mikey, after Bong's character in Kudeta. How apt, hahaha.
Finally the food came. I mostly attacked the pusit and the shrimps, while the rest favored the crab. And even though Tad was allergic to almost every kind of seafood, both of us filled an entire plate just because of those darn shrimps. Yummm. I actually preferred the one with the spicy sauce than the fried salt-and-pepper shrimp. And of course, with all that kind of food, di uso ang poise with the whole spoon-and-fork. Kamayan galore! Wheee! The whole table was loaded with food that it was as if we weren't going to eat the next day, hahahaha!
Thank you for dinner, Sir Floy! You've been nothing but good to all of us. I sure hope I get to work with you sometime.
OK, you want to hear something funny? Part of me is seriously thinking about that ballroom dancing thing. It's been one of my biggest frustrations since I was a kid. Everyone wanted to dance modern stuff, and I seemed to be the only one I know who's actually interested in ballroom at a young age. Every time I watch dance competitions on TV, I marvel at how beautiful those couples dance together as one. Oh well. We'll see.
By the time Tad and I had arrived at Dampa, only Bajo was there, waiting for the rest to turn up. As it turned out, we were the first ones there. Riki had arrived a few minutes after we did, and we just stood around outside until the server that was assigned to Sir Floy's reservation approached us and said that we can go inside our dining area already.
The rest trickled in later. There was Chrome, Marj with John-john (sp?), Jerald, Bong, Wenah, Max, Anna, Tara and Russ, before Sir Floy had finally arrived to shop for the food. Of course, the whole time we were waiting, Chrome was still at it with his card tricks, introducing Je as one of his new apprentices. Chynna, Minette, Paulo and Jo-an arrived a little later. Hahaha, we found out that our server's name was Michael, so we called him Mikey, after Bong's character in Kudeta. How apt, hahaha.
Finally the food came. I mostly attacked the pusit and the shrimps, while the rest favored the crab. And even though Tad was allergic to almost every kind of seafood, both of us filled an entire plate just because of those darn shrimps. Yummm. I actually preferred the one with the spicy sauce than the fried salt-and-pepper shrimp. And of course, with all that kind of food, di uso ang poise with the whole spoon-and-fork. Kamayan galore! Wheee! The whole table was loaded with food that it was as if we weren't going to eat the next day, hahahaha!
Thank you for dinner, Sir Floy! You've been nothing but good to all of us. I sure hope I get to work with you sometime.
OK, you want to hear something funny? Part of me is seriously thinking about that ballroom dancing thing. It's been one of my biggest frustrations since I was a kid. Everyone wanted to dance modern stuff, and I seemed to be the only one I know who's actually interested in ballroom at a young age. Every time I watch dance competitions on TV, I marvel at how beautiful those couples dance together as one. Oh well. We'll see.
Monday, February 4, 2008
This year's Pasinaya at CCP
This year, I had told myself to enjoy as much of the Pasinaya's festivities as I can, because I didn't get to enjoy last year's CCP Open House Festival. Not that last year wasn't fun. It was actually a blast. Well, if I hadn't had those drama queen episodes, I really would've had a blast.
So that was my goal this year. I didn't really have an agenda, even though I told myself several times to study the day's schedule so I can map out what I could do every half hour (if that was humanly possible). Being the scatterbrain that I am, I decided to play things by ear, even though there were a whole bunch of events that I really wanted to attend.
Went to CCP early to make it a little before the 10am opening. I only got to watch the Philippine Marine Drum and Bugle Corps right outside the entrance because I was so fascinated by the drums. I wish I could play as fast as those snare drum players. Because they were the last to perform at that particular site, I heard over the speakers (which were conveniently standing just a couple of feet next to me during that time) about the official opening of the festival at the CCP open grounds. Saw a flash of blue while I was walking alone and followed it upon finding out that the blue shirt belonged to Sir Roeder. We had a brief chat about this summer's workshops before I spotted the khaki-and-camouflage-clad group that I had seen just minutes ago. Hehe, headed over to the cast of Kudeta to say hello to Tad and the rest as we watched (were they?) the Ramon Obusan Folkloric group perform right on the grounds before all the formalities of the opening began. Yay, the Pasinaya was finally open soon after Mr. Nestor Jardin made a contribution to the festival.
I parted from the rest of the crowd by the time we entered the Main Theater lobby via the ramp. I anticipated the crowd that will be using the elevator, so I took the stairs to the 4th floor to check out that "Learn Ballroom Dancing Instantly" by the Philippine Dance Teachers Association at the MKP. By the time I went inside, most of the attendees were early teens and middle aged people, most of which are female. And I was the only one who went there alone, hahaha. Anyway, we tackled the waltz during that entire half hour, and I stood out like a sore thumb when it was time to pair up, hahaha. So I ended up being paired up with one of the instructors who were just standing by one wall. In fairness, it was pretty easy, because I've already mastered the basics in 7th grade. I got a little confused with the natural turn though, ahehe.
We were allowed to stay for the next session if we wanted to, so I stayed put. Ended up doing the cha-cha for the next half hour. Holy kamote, I thought I got the hang of it after the basic backward step (what was it called again?), but when we started doing turns, I almost lost it. Hahaha. Then the instructor let us go a little faster. That was better. I didn't realize how tough it could be going slow at first because it meant learning and unlearning things all over again. And I thought I was confident enough already to do the basic cha-cha, hahaha!
After that, we were told to leave the venue to give the rest of the people waiting outside a chance to attend the next session. Grabbed my stuff and left immediately, because I got a text from Micah that she, Dyown, Zee and Joyce were at Mang Inasal. Before I managed to round the corner to the elevator, this man stopped me and asked if I took dance lessons before. Huwat? With these two left feet? I only took ballroom dancing as a co-curricular activity in 7th grade, but that was it. Then the guy asked me if I wanted to dance ballroom competitively and handed me his card so I can contact him if I was interested, then he asked for my number as well. Hmmm, I was suspicious at this, but I obliged. Holy kamote, when I looked at the card hours later, I realized that the man I talked to was the president of the PDTA.
Found Russ, Anna, Jen, Kat, Nicco, and Nicco's friend Chona at the LT lobby and briefly said hello to Nicco before they headed to a different venue and I resumed my walk to Mang Inasal. Micah, Dyown, Zee and Joyce had just finished eating, so after I had sat down for a few minutes, we returned to CCP to look for something to do. Ended up hanging over the ledge of the 3rd floor as we looked down at the Philippine Performing Arts Guild performing at the Main Theater Lobby below. I got so fascinated watching the Pandanggo (what, are the water glasses glued to their heads or something?) and the Tinikling (those deadly bamboo poles never fail to amaze me).
We then trooped down to the Batute so they can watch the Kudeta excerpt, but we got separated when we got inside the theater. I was the first one among us to enter, and grabbed my favorite position on the bleachers, while they ended up following the ushers to the seats on the other side. Oh well. The excerpt they did was the scene between Lieutenant le Grange (Tad) and Lieutenant Chan (Sugus) in the 2nd act, wahahaha. Kulit. After that, I sped out of the theater and into the LT lobby for the EJ excerpt show. To my shock, the line for that snaked all over the lobby and I didn't bother looking for the end, as I think it spilled out of the lobby. Holy kamote. To my relief, I found Ms. Yvette by the entrance and she gestured me to follow so I can grab seats for me and the rest prior to open house. Yay, thanks, Ms. Yvette! Once again, I got separated, as they wanted to sit right up front and I wanted to sit a little farther up (I hate the front because of the "neck effort," hahaha) next to Anna, Russ, Nicco and Chona. Chynna had said via the voice-over that they will be presenting "ang unang tagpo" of the musical, so I expected at least an entire scene. When the show began, Nar enters and begins the opening song number, and the rest of the cast are wheeled in as they stand on a platform on tracks. Rakrakan galore na, and it was so funny that half the cast were still wearing their Kudeta costumes. When the song ended, the audience clapped briefly, waiting in anticipation for the scene to continue as the lights went out. Then the house lights went back on. That was it? Hahahaha! Bitin.
When the 3pm show of Kudeta began, Gino and I decided to bum around as we think of what to do next. Ended up going to the MKP for "Learn to Sing" with the Philippine Madrigal Singers. Well, just one of them really, and I forgot his name (sorry!). In fairness, we did a lot in the span of just 30 minutes. That was a blast. I actually miss my voice lessons.
Bummed around with Gino and Joan at the buffeteria while Kudeta was hot on its 2nd act. Hahaha, heard a whole bunch of playtime as the cast emerged from the dressing room, like Mailes joining the opening scene, the Arawak scene, and the photo op French scene. Then Riki took Nar's place as seamstress in Black Lightning's execution scene. I didn't get to watch the show, but I'm sure they were so hilarious.
After the show, I killed time with Gino outside the conference room before they began EJ rehearsals, then headed for Harbour Square. Being the super(girl)friend that I am, I went coffee-shop-hopping as I waited for Tad after their rehearsal. Never mind that they ended super late at 11:30. At least I managed to make a huge dent in the book I'm currently reading.
Is it me, or did I notice a hint of envy from someone? One friend just mentioned a fact that we both share, and one person suddenly counters it by emphasizing something to be more on top. Insecurity? Jeez.
What a long day. But it was worth it. I really did have fun. Tomorrow's just to "kick back and relax." (HAHAHAHA!) Seriously, a day to relax is in order. We have to decide between siomai and dampa.
So that was my goal this year. I didn't really have an agenda, even though I told myself several times to study the day's schedule so I can map out what I could do every half hour (if that was humanly possible). Being the scatterbrain that I am, I decided to play things by ear, even though there were a whole bunch of events that I really wanted to attend.
Went to CCP early to make it a little before the 10am opening. I only got to watch the Philippine Marine Drum and Bugle Corps right outside the entrance because I was so fascinated by the drums. I wish I could play as fast as those snare drum players. Because they were the last to perform at that particular site, I heard over the speakers (which were conveniently standing just a couple of feet next to me during that time) about the official opening of the festival at the CCP open grounds. Saw a flash of blue while I was walking alone and followed it upon finding out that the blue shirt belonged to Sir Roeder. We had a brief chat about this summer's workshops before I spotted the khaki-and-camouflage-clad group that I had seen just minutes ago. Hehe, headed over to the cast of Kudeta to say hello to Tad and the rest as we watched (were they?) the Ramon Obusan Folkloric group perform right on the grounds before all the formalities of the opening began. Yay, the Pasinaya was finally open soon after Mr. Nestor Jardin made a contribution to the festival.
I parted from the rest of the crowd by the time we entered the Main Theater lobby via the ramp. I anticipated the crowd that will be using the elevator, so I took the stairs to the 4th floor to check out that "Learn Ballroom Dancing Instantly" by the Philippine Dance Teachers Association at the MKP. By the time I went inside, most of the attendees were early teens and middle aged people, most of which are female. And I was the only one who went there alone, hahaha. Anyway, we tackled the waltz during that entire half hour, and I stood out like a sore thumb when it was time to pair up, hahaha. So I ended up being paired up with one of the instructors who were just standing by one wall. In fairness, it was pretty easy, because I've already mastered the basics in 7th grade. I got a little confused with the natural turn though, ahehe.
We were allowed to stay for the next session if we wanted to, so I stayed put. Ended up doing the cha-cha for the next half hour. Holy kamote, I thought I got the hang of it after the basic backward step (what was it called again?), but when we started doing turns, I almost lost it. Hahaha. Then the instructor let us go a little faster. That was better. I didn't realize how tough it could be going slow at first because it meant learning and unlearning things all over again. And I thought I was confident enough already to do the basic cha-cha, hahaha!
After that, we were told to leave the venue to give the rest of the people waiting outside a chance to attend the next session. Grabbed my stuff and left immediately, because I got a text from Micah that she, Dyown, Zee and Joyce were at Mang Inasal. Before I managed to round the corner to the elevator, this man stopped me and asked if I took dance lessons before. Huwat? With these two left feet? I only took ballroom dancing as a co-curricular activity in 7th grade, but that was it. Then the guy asked me if I wanted to dance ballroom competitively and handed me his card so I can contact him if I was interested, then he asked for my number as well. Hmmm, I was suspicious at this, but I obliged. Holy kamote, when I looked at the card hours later, I realized that the man I talked to was the president of the PDTA.
Found Russ, Anna, Jen, Kat, Nicco, and Nicco's friend Chona at the LT lobby and briefly said hello to Nicco before they headed to a different venue and I resumed my walk to Mang Inasal. Micah, Dyown, Zee and Joyce had just finished eating, so after I had sat down for a few minutes, we returned to CCP to look for something to do. Ended up hanging over the ledge of the 3rd floor as we looked down at the Philippine Performing Arts Guild performing at the Main Theater Lobby below. I got so fascinated watching the Pandanggo (what, are the water glasses glued to their heads or something?) and the Tinikling (those deadly bamboo poles never fail to amaze me).
We then trooped down to the Batute so they can watch the Kudeta excerpt, but we got separated when we got inside the theater. I was the first one among us to enter, and grabbed my favorite position on the bleachers, while they ended up following the ushers to the seats on the other side. Oh well. The excerpt they did was the scene between Lieutenant le Grange (Tad) and Lieutenant Chan (Sugus) in the 2nd act, wahahaha. Kulit. After that, I sped out of the theater and into the LT lobby for the EJ excerpt show. To my shock, the line for that snaked all over the lobby and I didn't bother looking for the end, as I think it spilled out of the lobby. Holy kamote. To my relief, I found Ms. Yvette by the entrance and she gestured me to follow so I can grab seats for me and the rest prior to open house. Yay, thanks, Ms. Yvette! Once again, I got separated, as they wanted to sit right up front and I wanted to sit a little farther up (I hate the front because of the "neck effort," hahaha) next to Anna, Russ, Nicco and Chona. Chynna had said via the voice-over that they will be presenting "ang unang tagpo" of the musical, so I expected at least an entire scene. When the show began, Nar enters and begins the opening song number, and the rest of the cast are wheeled in as they stand on a platform on tracks. Rakrakan galore na, and it was so funny that half the cast were still wearing their Kudeta costumes. When the song ended, the audience clapped briefly, waiting in anticipation for the scene to continue as the lights went out. Then the house lights went back on. That was it? Hahahaha! Bitin.
When the 3pm show of Kudeta began, Gino and I decided to bum around as we think of what to do next. Ended up going to the MKP for "Learn to Sing" with the Philippine Madrigal Singers. Well, just one of them really, and I forgot his name (sorry!). In fairness, we did a lot in the span of just 30 minutes. That was a blast. I actually miss my voice lessons.
Bummed around with Gino and Joan at the buffeteria while Kudeta was hot on its 2nd act. Hahaha, heard a whole bunch of playtime as the cast emerged from the dressing room, like Mailes joining the opening scene, the Arawak scene, and the photo op French scene. Then Riki took Nar's place as seamstress in Black Lightning's execution scene. I didn't get to watch the show, but I'm sure they were so hilarious.
After the show, I killed time with Gino outside the conference room before they began EJ rehearsals, then headed for Harbour Square. Being the super(girl)friend that I am, I went coffee-shop-hopping as I waited for Tad after their rehearsal. Never mind that they ended super late at 11:30. At least I managed to make a huge dent in the book I'm currently reading.
Is it me, or did I notice a hint of envy from someone? One friend just mentioned a fact that we both share, and one person suddenly counters it by emphasizing something to be more on top. Insecurity? Jeez.
What a long day. But it was worth it. I really did have fun. Tomorrow's just to "kick back and relax." (HAHAHAHA!) Seriously, a day to relax is in order. We have to decide between siomai and dampa.
Friday, February 1, 2008
some friends and Hamlet's preview show
Last Wednesday, I met up with Drei in Glorietta, and managed to drag him to chick flick 27 Dresses despite his protests, hahaha. Typical chick flick, and I liked the "Always a bridesmaid" cliche. Having just typed that, I can hear Cathy's rendition of "Always a Bridemaid, Never a Bride" from I Love You, You're Perfect, Now Change in my head, hahaha.
Hehe, I got even more addicted to Timezone's Percussion Master. Trying out the hard mode this time. Yahoo. Marianne, you gotta try the hard mode. Nakakaloka.
Drei had also planned to meet with Camille and the rest of their block at around 8, so after the movie, we went to Rustan's bridal registry where Ting works and Camille was already there. When Rustan's was closing, the four of us then walked to Gloria Jeans to wait for the others. Erin and her boyfriend (I forgot his name, sorry!) arrived after a while, then Earl had arrived a few minutes before Camille had to leave. Too bad I had to go home before Arman had arrived, as he thought that the venue was going to be in Greenbelt, not Glorietta, hahaha.
Even though I never get to hang out with the rest as often as Drei and Nicco did before, I loved these guys. During the rest of my stay in college from my thesis until, well, after that (hahaha), they were the ones I hung out with most often other than Nikki, Misch and Mimay. They were real, not unlike those plastic people that I had met before them.
Yesterday afternoon, I headed to CCP from CSB to kill time before I had to go to Greenbelt for the preview show of Rep's Hamlet. So bummed around in Batute during Kudeta's pick-up rehearsal. When they were done, I went with the AC to the TP office to pickup their pay. Hahaha, I purposely didn't get my paycheck upon the show's opening as I didn't want to use it up, but heck, I was there already, so yay, I have money again, hahaha.
After dinner, I was off to Greenbelt and wandered around the mall, killing more time while I waited for Mimay to arrive. As it turned out, I had 3 preview tickets with Jerald, as a couple of his guests had backed out at the last minute. The day before, he told me that he could only spare 1 ticket, so I got that for Mimay, and I got another ticket from Sundee. Oh well, when Je had texted me at the last minute about the extra tickets, I got all 3, because Mimay's friends Star and Lucien were going as well. Star got the 3rd ticket, while Lucien paid for his, hahaha. Thanks for the tickets, Je!
It's actually refreshing for Rep to do some experimental treatment on Hamlet. It seems that they hardly do so until last year. No traditional Shakespearean costumes and set. All that remained pure was the text. They turned it into some Mad Max themed concept. No elaborate sets, just platforms and minimal set pieces. And I love the costumes, hahaha! Je now sported a mohawk, wahahaha!
Too lazy to write a review right now, ahehehe. Maybe tomorrow when I wake up.
Randomness coming up.
I still haven't gotten around to returning Mia's copy of Frank Beddor's "The Looking Glass Wars." I guess I got hooked. I want my own copy, hahaha. Any of you guys read it already? It's like the "real" story of Alice In Wonderland.
Just a thought. Y'know, it's totally annoying when some people talk about people you know (and even more importantly, the ones that you are close to) as if they have the right to say such things. You have the gall to call them so and so and like this and that when you don't even know them. Jeez. That's just so sad.
When I ran into someone in the lobby and we joked about "crossing over," I totally have to agree that things are different over there. Wise choice to decide to come back. I've been there. I never realized how plastic I was until I felt that my face was going to give from smiling too much than I really can. It's too much for me. I'm so glad I'm over all that.
Hehe, I got even more addicted to Timezone's Percussion Master. Trying out the hard mode this time. Yahoo. Marianne, you gotta try the hard mode. Nakakaloka.
Drei had also planned to meet with Camille and the rest of their block at around 8, so after the movie, we went to Rustan's bridal registry where Ting works and Camille was already there. When Rustan's was closing, the four of us then walked to Gloria Jeans to wait for the others. Erin and her boyfriend (I forgot his name, sorry!) arrived after a while, then Earl had arrived a few minutes before Camille had to leave. Too bad I had to go home before Arman had arrived, as he thought that the venue was going to be in Greenbelt, not Glorietta, hahaha.
Even though I never get to hang out with the rest as often as Drei and Nicco did before, I loved these guys. During the rest of my stay in college from my thesis until, well, after that (hahaha), they were the ones I hung out with most often other than Nikki, Misch and Mimay. They were real, not unlike those plastic people that I had met before them.
Yesterday afternoon, I headed to CCP from CSB to kill time before I had to go to Greenbelt for the preview show of Rep's Hamlet. So bummed around in Batute during Kudeta's pick-up rehearsal. When they were done, I went with the AC to the TP office to pickup their pay. Hahaha, I purposely didn't get my paycheck upon the show's opening as I didn't want to use it up, but heck, I was there already, so yay, I have money again, hahaha.
After dinner, I was off to Greenbelt and wandered around the mall, killing more time while I waited for Mimay to arrive. As it turned out, I had 3 preview tickets with Jerald, as a couple of his guests had backed out at the last minute. The day before, he told me that he could only spare 1 ticket, so I got that for Mimay, and I got another ticket from Sundee. Oh well, when Je had texted me at the last minute about the extra tickets, I got all 3, because Mimay's friends Star and Lucien were going as well. Star got the 3rd ticket, while Lucien paid for his, hahaha. Thanks for the tickets, Je!
It's actually refreshing for Rep to do some experimental treatment on Hamlet. It seems that they hardly do so until last year. No traditional Shakespearean costumes and set. All that remained pure was the text. They turned it into some Mad Max themed concept. No elaborate sets, just platforms and minimal set pieces. And I love the costumes, hahaha! Je now sported a mohawk, wahahaha!
Too lazy to write a review right now, ahehehe. Maybe tomorrow when I wake up.
Randomness coming up.
I still haven't gotten around to returning Mia's copy of Frank Beddor's "The Looking Glass Wars." I guess I got hooked. I want my own copy, hahaha. Any of you guys read it already? It's like the "real" story of Alice In Wonderland.
Just a thought. Y'know, it's totally annoying when some people talk about people you know (and even more importantly, the ones that you are close to) as if they have the right to say such things. You have the gall to call them so and so and like this and that when you don't even know them. Jeez. That's just so sad.
When I ran into someone in the lobby and we joked about "crossing over," I totally have to agree that things are different over there. Wise choice to decide to come back. I've been there. I never realized how plastic I was until I felt that my face was going to give from smiling too much than I really can. It's too much for me. I'm so glad I'm over all that.
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