Vows

Commitment... it determines circumstances rather than being determined. Every commitment involves a promise. Persons making a promise are understood to be making predictions about themselves, they are asserting their firm intentions. They are not merely describing their present state of mind but are binding themselves to a future course." - John C. Haughey, S.J., The Act of Committing to Christ: Freedome and Conscience (from my Theology 151 book)

I can clearly remember Sean Covey emphasizing in his book The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens (my how-to-deal-with-puberty guide) the importance of keeping promises to oneself. He says that just like when we break our promises to others, we also lose trust in ourselves when we fail to do stuff we're supposed to do, like when we promise we'll wake up early in the morning to exercise but we always end up putting off our alarm clock, snoozing until we panic as we finally realize it's already lunchtime. Our subconscious mentally notes every failed attempt of doing this and that, that's why the tendency is we reach a point that we already struggle into thinking that we can achieve our tasks/goals, until we doubt we can still make our dreams happen, that we can be who we want to be x years from now.

I'm a victim of this, of disappointing myself very so often, of not being able to set my own standards, of letting circumstances determine who I am. I show everyone I'm happy, I'm carefree, but actually, it seems I'm in a constant battle with myself. I know what I want, I know what I'm good at, but I don't know if I can still cross the line from point A to point B. I don't know if I can resist not to fall into the void outside, or if I don't get stuck at one point and find myself comfortable in not moving anymore.

But what I'm really clueless about is to when did I stop believing. When did the blandness take over? When did I ever lose my appetite for the euphoric feeling of success, of ticking off occasional to-do lists?

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I think it is timely that I ponder upon those New Year resolutions now.

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Anyway, I think I will never get tired of photography and the wonders Photoshop brings.

Once upon a time...

On a Happier Note

Indeed, indeed.

Sisters; best friends

Near yet so far

Holiday feast

Mother, son, and our visitor for the holidays

Someone's got a new best friend!

Don't worry, I shall lose weight.

For the meantime, may you ward off all those holiday fat.

Blue Christmas

I really can't believe it's already the 24th today. I can't believe that a few hours from now, we will all be exchanging gifts under our old 8-feet Christmas tree. I can't believe I haven't even wrapped my gifts yet. To make it worse, I am not yet even done with my Christmas shopping! I really can't believe I'm all shook up this Christmas, to think that a survey showed that there are more Filipinos enjoying this year's holiday season.

Is it because of my impending graduation? It daunts me that I am totally CLUELESS on where to go after college. I was sure of what I wanted: writing, handling media, touching people's lives. But after my practicum in an advertising agency last summer, I became so unsure of that combination.

Clouding my hindsight even more, I suddenly don't feel secure living (and eventually building a family and growing old) in the Philippines. That is after knowing how damned our justice system really is through testimonies of some people I know of. That is after I went to Hong Kong and the States and saw that taxes were not invented for the beneficiary of shady politicians.

Or well, maybe I'm just inflicted with what they all call the Senior Year syndrome (seems to be this is everyone's cover story now). Could part of it be the fact that I am still unprepared to face the real world here, thus now, thoughts of being a fugitive from my own home country instantly became so tempting?

If it is, I can't believe I'd run away from a country, where Christmas celebration is incomparable, where bibingkas and puto bumbongs are the best, and where street kids, hankering after our regular pasta pamasko, are still left starving.

I'm sure these kids want to get out of this rut too (and so a million other helpless Filipinos). It's just that I'm burdened with a choice to flee. While these kids don't have any, not even the right to live.

20, Don't Mess with Me

Ang hirap mag-update! Kakainis! Ilang oras bago ako makapagsulat ng 'decent entry'. Eh kasi naman sinimulan ko 'to ng Inggles, kaya inisip ko, dapat Inggles na lahat! Eh ang mahirap, kapag nagsusulat ako, nakasanayan ko na i-outline muna. Yun kasi turo sa Basic English class namin noong first year. Hay naku! Bahala na si Batman! Isusulat ko lang kung anong unang pumasok sa utak ko. Akalain mo, kapag gusto ko magsulat dito, magbe-brainstorm pa ko, tapos topic outline, tapos first draft, 2nd draft, x draft, edit, edit, edit, tapos saka pa lang final draft!! Kakainis!! What a rigorous process. Yan tuloy, anong nangyari? Iilan lang ang posts dito! Kaya agree talaga ako doon sa quote na Perfection is a terrible taskmaster. Dahil gusto mo iperfect lagi, hindi mo tuloy namamaster! HELLO. Wala naman kasing grade requirement tong blogging. Bakit ba ako nagpapapressure.
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Anyway. So, what's up with me? Well... I've turned 20 and a lot has changed the past year. For one, I've been to Hong Kong and the US.. That's a record for someone who hasn't been abroad ever since (compared to most of my classmates who were traveling since they were in diapers hehe). From now on, I swear I would travel at least once a year to a place I have never been to my whole life (doesn't matter even if it's just in the Phils!). I'm (almost) done with thesis. Change of career plans - I don't want to go into Advertising anymore. I realized that in order to survive in that industry, you have to have either the guts to sell your ideas or a mind of a genius to come up with bizarre, obviously-this-is-the-plan plan. Neither of which is innate to me. Plus I am uncomfortable brainstorming in a large group. Lagi akong napepressure magisip ng puwedeng pambato na idea, but the pressure doesn't do anything except fry my brain. I know myself. I need to think first by my own and rehearse my lines, even anticipate the flow of discussion, before I can negotiate and converse in a lengthy formal (formal since it's work) discussion with people. So great. I learned all of this just in time. Just in time before GRADUATION. Just in time for me who can't reverse my way back and pursue another career.
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I'm ___ lbs. heavy, and dieting seems impossible. Savoring Kimchi, munching a bar of Lindt milk chocolate-in short, EATING-is the next best thing to getting a boyfriend. Retail therapy won't work since there aren't enough clothes that can fit me anymore (or maybe I'm just exaggerating).
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Wow. I wonder how worse can a quarter life crisis be.

To the Land of Stars and Stripes

US of A, I will miss you. :( Until next time!

I’m a Perfectionist but I Suck at Time Management

And I can't explain why or how that much, or else I'll be whacking my brain again to find the right words to match this heavy feeling I'm feeling (yes, I don't care if I'm repeating my words. I just don't want to care anymore.)

And I can't afford to explain some more, lest I'll feel guilty because I'm supposed to be working on my make-up History paper which is due in an hour.

I just need to let this out. I don't want to graduate yet; I want to stay in school forever. But God, why do deadlines kill? I need to REST. Not just sleep.

And Because I Think This Would All Do You Good Too

My reply to one of my friends's blog entry:

"I hope you're all right. I know I have never been in a relationship for almost a year now, but being single for quite a long time made me realize a lot of things. My Theology professor always told us that love is a self-enlarging experience. It should bring out the best in both of you, not the other way around. Don't rely on feelings, because love is never a feeling. If it is, then we could never love for too long--our feelings sway from one to another; humans tend to become fickle. Love, then, is a CHOICE, an effort to build and make the relationship work. Sabi nga sa isang libro na nabasa ko, "Love is a marathon of the heart". In short, kailangan paghirapan, pagtrabahuan. Hindi madali magmahal, kaya it requires that the person who gets into it is WHOLE, may deep love for self. When you love someone, it couldn't be helped that you sacrifice a lot for that person. But if you already have a strong sense of self in you, kahit ilang sakripisyo pa ang gawin mo, para sa'yo walang nababawas sa sarili mo kasi beforehand, BUO ka na. People who sacrifice for the other just so they could get back at them someday are not "sacrificing". They are "self-sacrificing"

... Make it work, with yourself, and with him. Don't just be overwhelmed by the feelings. Constantly symbolize the love that is already there. And as much as chemistry is important to initiate a connection between two people, also keep in mind that fundamental similarities in both your personality or values ensure you a stronger and better relationship. ;)"

I wish I could've told this to myself before.

Zambales Getaway

Tito Mangks was our designated driver for the trip. He has never been a fan of long hour driving. But this one he had to make an exemption for.

Everyone was all excited to go. Especially Tita Ni, and her daughter, Katha.


For lunch, we ate in Jollibee, because with us was the writer of its ads. (Tito John--dad of Katha)


Photography is my hobby, which was inspired by her.


Finally, we're at Zambales. I bet you know it is popular for its mangoes. (Rajah--brother of Katha)


Since it was Holy Week, we had to visit the church.


And wait for the procession, which was really dragging.



But the night wasn't gloomy at all.


I found it even serene.


What we were really looking forward to was the beach.



I was all giddy, even though I couldn't swim that day (it's a girl thing). So I just took pictures of myself.


But I tell you. Vanity is hereditary.


Yet nothing still could match to this.


We indeed had fun.


If everyday is always like this, then I will always be assured of a good night sleep.
For more photos, visit here

Define Holy

Last Maundy Thursday, my family and I weren't able to do our usual Visita Iglesia because we still had to prepare our stuff for our trip to Zambales the next day. We just went to the Marcelo church at night to do the way of the cross. Having realized that we never ate any meat during the day, we decided to treat ourselves to any open coffee shop nearby. But then my mom has never been really a fan of Starbucks or the like because she finds the coffee prices there absurd. So at 9pm, we headed to Brooklyn Pizza in BF Homes instead, and at around P500, we already had one humungous pizza in front of us! Their White Pizza is the best, I swear. We did our best trying to avoid meat for the first 21 hours, but it did not surprise us that we still had to resort eating a packload of wheat with bacon, pepperoni, and grease on top of it to end the day.



Cooking gives me the high, and I am glad summer months give me the chance to be all squiffy at it. That's spaghetti with tuna, which my siblings did not know of until their plates are all empty.

I will post about our Zambales trip in awhile when Tita Ni sends me the pictures. :)

Rest Stop

My mom reiterates to me the importance of being able to stop the vicious cycle of work. How? Leave the cycle behind, then come back, and you gain your momentum. Puerto Galera is definitely a great breather from all the stress the recent school year has brought me. This is a good start for a less stressful yet fulfilling summer ahead. More pics here.

Note to Self

I used to define myself with the relationships I am in--whether it may be a relationship with my family, my boyfriend, or my friends. I used to love doing things so my parents will approve of me, or so my special someone will still continue to love me, or so that my friends would admire me. My worth was measured on how I measure up to other people's expectations. I used to wake up everyday not knowing what my standards are. I had never really grasped the meaning of enough, for I keep on persisting on what other people want from me. I can only stop only when my limits crash, for there is nothing anymore to hold and protect me.

I have lost love, for myself, to the child lingering within, and to the woman I have become. I have lost love to the fact that I love the day sky than the night, that I love my rice fried, that I never really love fish but vegetables are never a problem, that I love having profound conversations, but I also love to laugh over the most mundane, that I love to read and I love to write, whether my punctuations and grammar are in place or not, that I love dancing alone in my room, that I love exploring new places, that I love my man to be prudent and smart, and that I love dreaming big.

I posted this in a future date with the hopes that I reach this day with a regained love of self, that even if other people's opinions are important, what I would really deem important are the values which my heart clings to. I would live to remind myself that to efficiently deal with others, I have to master dealing with myself first.

Thoughts at Stray from my Sabaw Mind

Because Junior Year killed my brain cells, I could not form a coherent entry as of now. (Anyway, blog ko naman 'to di'ba! Haha!)

So, what's up in my lifeless life?

* I have a new mp3 player! :D As usual, it's still Creative! To see it, click here.

* Interviews for practicum are ongoing. Can't believe I am one of the 5 students from Ateneo who were chosen (out of around 100 applicants from different schools) for Campaigns & Grey's internship program. Interview was held awhile ago. 5 of us (me, 2 from UPM, 2 from St. Scho) were asked to conceptualize an ad for a Life Insurance Company. The ad had to catch Donald Trump's attention! My gawd. Akala ko noong una si Donald Trump yung may-ari ng Mcdonald's! Siya pala yung sa Apprentice! Haha! That's what happens if you don't watch reality tv shows! Good thing my teammates know a lot about him. I'm not really confident with what we made, though. I thought it was kinda "ordinary". Aside from some clarifications, the panelists said that they liked it. I don't know why I have the feeling that they're just saying that to appease us. They actually complimented some stuff I mentioned on IMC (integrated marketing communication). I just hope they remember that I was the one who talked about that. We will find out next week who among the 24 (24 applicants from different schools passed the 1st screening) will finally push through with the program. Anlabo lang. Sabi nila around 20 din daw yung tatanggapin nila. Eh around 20 na nga kami, eh. My other teammate told me that the interview awhile ago was probably just to see kung malilinis mga kuko namin, kung maayos naman ba kami manamit, etc! Haha puwede :)

However, the whole experience didn't really made me "high" the way I thought it would be. I don't like selling my ideas and proposing to everyone that mine's the best. As much as I like to prove my worth, I hate competing with others. I don't really believe that we should eat each other up to survive. Kaniya-kaniyang tadhana 'to, mhen. Magtulungan tayo. (Stop na. I don't want to go philosophical here.)

* ANYWAY! My family and I are going to Galera in a couple of hours! WHOOPPPEEEE! :D My camera is really excited to take pictures of the beach! :D

* I am currently enrolled in Slimmer's Makati. Been planning to lose weight for a change. I need to have more ME-time this summer.

* But I'm also tempted to work for 2 companies this summer (Ang guwapo kasi ng isa kong boss! Haha! Kidding!). Grabe, I couldn't believe I have become a freakin' workaholic. But I still know how to have fun, of course! :D This summer, I'm planning to...

1. Go to Galera (later na!)
2. Go to Marinduque (Mich's hometown!:D)
3. Customize my Blogger layout
4. Customize my Multiply layout
5. Learn how to take better pictures
6. Take more pictures
7. Watch the sunset at Manila Bay
8. Go to MOA (been there 1x or 2x pa lang)
9. Go to the bar with friends!
10. Eat at some delicious restaurant I haven't tried out yet
11. Lose some weight haha
12. Go to the gym regularly
13. Build my mp3 player's library!
14. Watch One Tree Hill
15. Blog more often
16. Go to Hongkong (this June! :D)
17. Go to beach with friends :)
18. Hopefully, get drunk! Hahaha! Never pa kasi eh! Maexperience ko man lang!
19. Plan how my bed space would look like (because I'm going to take a dorm coming senior year!)
20. Cook :)
21. Paint, paint, paint! :)
22. AT MARAMI PANG IBA.
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23. And probably date someone. Haha. Probably pa lang. ;)


There's gotta have more change in my life aside from losing weight and taking the dorm next schoolyear. UP Diliman, Katips, Gateway, watch out! May bago kayong tambay! :)

JUNIOR YEAR IS OVER. "OMG!" (as how Lance would say it) SENIOR NA 'KO.

Waiting in Vain

By tonight, I should have read 16 hand-outs for my History Long Test on Thursday.
I have only finished 3.

By tomorrow, I should have an outline for our History group reporting/paper which is due next week.
I still have none.

History, why are you so hard on me?

And oh, I still have my Theo paper, test, and orals, Ad paper, Philo paper and orals, and IMC report.

Gawd.

But after all these,
I'm going to Galera,
Boracay,
Quezon,
and Marinduque.
By then, I'm sure junior year would be all worth it.

To Be Young Again

It’s amazing how hanging out with a bunch of High School kids made me realize a lot of things.

My sister’s friends were here awhile ago to celebrate her fifteenth birthday. It was my first time to meet them, and right when they entered through our door, I immediately noticed how timid they were as they walked and waved back at me (I greeted them first so they wouldn’t think I’m a snob). I laughed at myself as I remembered that I used to be like that too. When I was in High School, it seemed to me that these college people have some kind of godly aura, which somehow made me adore them. Well, they have already passed the crazy world of puberty stage, have been more or less allowed to date, and have probably already drawn a vivid picture in their minds on what they’re going to do for the next five years or so. Now that I’m in college, I realized that we’re still as clueless as they (now the High School students) are. We may have more pride because our experiences outnumber theirs, but other than that, we still have nothing. We’re still unsure of what we want. Much worse, some of us still do not even know what we need. We may already be geared towards getting a job, but just like them, we still do not know which next step is best to take. Yes, most of us might already be allowed to date, and that would mean a lot during High School, but right now, even if our Theology professor convinces us to already look for marriage partner “potentials”, it has already become (at least for me) the least (see how the least naturally comes twice) of our concerns.

Then one of my sister’s friends, Jam, asked me for an impromptu interview for their Filipino (I’m just guessing) class. I had to answer just one question: Bakit pasaway ang mga Pilipino? I told her to stand by for a little while as I was trying to fish for an untried answer in my already sapped brain. As expected, I ended up giving her a trite response which revolved around the government and the Filipino mentality which tells us that we can get away with everything because the rules can be bent anyway. I was not satisfied with my answer and yet surprisingly, it seemed she was. Then I wondered… how many of my teachers could have felt that way?

After that, High School memories came flashing back when I saw them, obsessed with fixing their hair, in front of the mirror. I think that’s a classic Bedan signature (except for me because I am obsessed with another hair habit haha) because I have never seen anyone whose hair is laid as smoothly as some of my girl classmates’s before. In college, no one even bothers to fix their hair as long as how it took my High School classmates to fix theirs. Come on, how could we even bother to fix our hair now if we couldn’t even bother to get a boyfriend because we’re too busy trying to please our teachers, who may not actually even be sure of themselves either? Haha, funny thought, isn’t it? I hope obsessing over grades would make me someday shake my head too.

Looking at my sister's friends, I realized that I’m still a child searching for answers just like them. Twenty years from now, I will still be as clueless and as afraid, but probably over different matters already, like my kids’s tuition fee, house loan, and the like (but of course, I hope not haha). It has been a popular advice to remain childlike, but won’t we always remain childlike, filled with fear and uncertainty? The only difference is they don’t strike out hope, and we adults (in my case still a semi one) shouldn’t too, for the vague future ahead of us could actually still bring us good bearings too, wherein simple realizations like these could be counted as one.

Paralyzed

I realize I'm the type of person who finds it more difficult dealing with beginnings than with endings. Endings discharge me of the pressing weight of an experience; beginnings leave me with uncertainty. Endings gives me the opportunity to assess the situation so by the time I begin again, I know that I know better.

But proving that I know better demands a lot of willpower and tenacity, that's why beginnings startle me. It usually frightens me that I may not actually end up doing better than before.

Maybe this could explain why I cram my work most of the time. Mediocre History test results should have taught me a lesson, but here I go again, anticipating another let-down. I was eager to pull it through weeks before the test, but as usual, pressure overtook me and before I knew it, I was cramming again.

It's a daft equation. I am pressured of not ending up better (and the thought of not doing so paralyzes me) but I still end up just the same, and since life always gives second chances, I keep on doing the same thing. I learn, but I persist on doing nothing. When will I learn from doing nothing? I have forgotten that beginnings normally should spark even just a lil a bit of hope.

No More Too Lengthy But Few Posts

I admire those who can update their blogs regularly. To blog once a week is an achievement for me. I don't know if I am just too busy, or it's just that they can manage their time so effectively. Me thinks it's the latter one.

So from now I WILL blog more often, but to do so, I have to forsake my "verbosity tendencies". I also have to STOP writing under pressure as if this will be graded by some scrupulous professor. I have written x number of academic papers; blogging should be just my release. So warning, this isn't my writing in the best form. Don't screw me, haha.

But I will make sure I communicate my thoughts the best way I can, as often as I can. This is why I see the importance of blogging. It is a "free" way (because my parents pay the Internet bill) of sharing one's world to others, even if they come from countries I may not be able to visit 'til I die. When some lost stranger in the net reads even just a line on this page, an acknowledgement is already made—there's another person who has proof in his or head that I exist!

Anyway, I think I can justify why I haven't been blogging the past month. Yes, I have been busy, but it's not just that. I have been embarking on new experiences, and by these I could blaze that my New Year has started right after all. Why? It's because…

1. Our team won in Uniliver's Lovapalooza Contest!! 3 of our entries got in the Top 10, and guess one which one is whose? MIIIIINE!!! It was truly breathtaking to see my work displayed in public. But I hate the venue. Temple Bar was all crammed up that I wasn't able to take a picture of my displayed work.
2. Ateneo Job Fair. We were too busy taking our shifts and at the same time submitting our resumes.
3. My resume (PRACTICUM THIS SUMMER!!!)
4. Project Head of ACOMM (Association of Communication Majors) Resume Shuttle. I'm in charge of taking care of my batchmates's resumes. And why shuttle? Because I'll be the one submitting them to selected companies too. Whew, goooodbye gas!
5. I'm running for either President or Public Relations Head of PEERS (Peer Counselors). Mtg de avance was last Friday. Went out fine. But I think I was too focused on PR.
6. Another ad contest coming up. Due date is this February 12. Ateneo should bag this one again.
7. Jo's Surprise Farewell Party. This was last Saturday in her house. We coordinated with her classmates. We had problems while planning, but when we saw how thankful she and her family were, we knew it was all worth it.

Lucky 7, huh? I guess I'm bordering on a lengthy post again. Goodbye for now.

So Much Has Happened I Can Only Explain in Pictures and Descriptions

I am so happy because:

I finally have my camera!! (Forgive me, I just woke up in that picture)

It's a Canon Powershot A640, with rotating flip lcd, 10 megapixels, etc, etc. Isn't it pretty? (or should I say handsome?) :) I so love my uncle. He even bought me rechargeable batteries and a charger, which can also be used in the car.

I am also really happy because:
Tin is back from the States! She was actually the one who brought my camera home. My uncle and her uncle live 10 minutes away from each other in Jersey! Keeeewl! :) Now when I go there, at least I already have someone to hang around with (given that she's also there).

After our IMC (Integrated Marketing Communications) class yesterday, Tin, Mich, and I decided to eat at Juggies in Katipunan.

While waiting for our food to be served, we asked Tin to share how her vacation in the States went.


She told us that it is actually fun to live there, that it's not actually so tiring even if they don't have maids there, etc etc. Lately, I have been pondering if I'm going to take my Masters in the States and work there at the same time after I finish my degree here... Now knowing what Tin told us, plus the fact that she will head over there after college, I have become even more convinced to go.

But no matter what, Mich wouldn't want to live in any country but the Philippines.

She will make sure she'll end up a billionaire so she can bring her family to the States (or any other country for that matter) for their vacation trips.

She actually has a point! But I'm not going to do it the same way. Given our economic situation, I doubt if I will become a billionaire by the time I reach 30. I think it would be better if I marry someone who is already a billionaire (hahahaha!). Magpapakahirap ka pa, eh may shortcut naman! Hehehe.

Then, our meals arrived:

Mine is beef salpicao (not so yummy; actually a bit rubbery):


Mich immediately devoured on her sisig (her favorite!). Unfortunately, it wasn't yummy too.


I wasn't able to take a picture of Tin and her also-not-so-yummy spicy chicken. But even if our stomachs weren't satisfied (we didn't finish the whole thing), we still couldn't help but smile at the camera before leaving.


And then we went to Tin's dorm so she could give us our pasalubongs (yey!).

First, she showed us her PostSecret book (I AM SO ENVIOUS!!!).


She gave Mich a pack of Bath & Body Works (which smells so good!) and me, a beautiful journal!!!! :) :)

I love it because it has quotes inside. I can also replace the picture of that blondie kid with mine. My sister actually told me that people wouldn't really want to read my journal if they see my picture on it, hehe.

Then, I already went home and took some shots along the way:



I remember asking Scott (who is a photographer talaga) how to shoot people without them knowing. He told me just to take a shot of them quickly. Most of the time, they don't even know that a shot of them is being taken. Then I told him, "Eh ang hirap kung ang guwapo noong kinukunan mo eh." (It's hard if your subject is handsome). He just laughed!

And then this morning, I went back to jogging again!



Would you believe nuns live there??

And this is what I love about jogging every morning:

Waiting for sunrise :)



For the rest of the week, I was really busy in school. I had my History reporting and Philo orals. I also joined UP JMA'S Lovapalooza Print Ad Contest! :)

Mich, and her boyfriend, JP are my models :)

It's an inter-org contest among schools from UP, Ateneo, DLSU, and UST. The winner will get a P10,000 cash prize plus his/her ad might be used for Close-Up's event this February. :) I am not really booting for myself to win because I only found out about the contest last weekend, to think that UP JMA already announced the contest at around November last year. Nevertheless, I still joined. It will be good for my portfolio and resume :). But I'm proud of my "crammed" work, hehehe.



The write-up:

Celebrating Love

Taken part by scores of couple kissing, some even horridly, Close-Up’s Lovapalooza event has generated a number of disagreeing remarks. With traditional values still prevalent in the country, it couldn’t be helped that some people could not just imagine the thought of couples kissing in public, especially due to our culture’s belief that kissing is a private activity. A lot of Filipinos are faced with misconceptions, and so through these print ads, the designer is trying to open our culture’s heart to what really is behind the gesture of a kiss.

When we see couples kissing in movies, it is a common reaction of Filipino parents to tell their kids, “Oh, cover your eyes”. Our subconscious has often associated kisses to lust; hence the reaction. We have forgotten that kissing is actually a gesture of love.

But then another problem appears: we also have misconceptions on love. We have thought that love is only about flowers and the tingling sensation it brings. We have failed to see that love is all about the growth it allows between two people. In addition, most of us are not aware of love’s premise, which is all about having confidence in one’s self so he or she can effectively support the other.

So behind a kiss is love. That being so, the designer captured moments wherein love can be truly seen. These moments are to be emphasized, for without it, we will not be able to grasp the beauty of a kiss. It can also be said that the moments behind the kiss are more important than the kiss itself, for the kiss only serves as a culmination of these moments and of the love two people share.

That is why it is just right that in Lovapalooza, we kiss, because what else are we celebrating, but love.


This coming Saturday is the awarding night at Temple Bar in Greenbelt 3. Because of the contest, I have also made some Peyups friends, and I am glad I will be meeting them on Saturday. :) Peyups people are so nice! :)

We also went to Campaigns & Grey this Friday. I PROMISE YOU. I AM GOING TO WORK THERE. :)

Third Domingo, a Creative Director in JimBasic (where my other uncle works), is featured today in Inquirer. He's so beautiful (gwapo with a big heart). I ♥ advertising guys! That's why I so love my course, hehehe. :)

EDIT: Pahabol! This video is so hilarious! It's Mich, trying to be a pre-school teacher, with me and Jo, her students :)

Teacher Mich and her Students.MOV

Could it be nothing guy and I will study together tom! Eeeek! Is dees it? Hahaha :)