Wednesday LOVE

What I LOVE the most. Screw the bank account, screw work, let me have my backpack and I'm on my way to the airport. This time I'm doing Coron. Yeaa. Photos and stories when I come back. Toodles!

Diary of a Wimpy Kid

This one's for you Sars. :) Bibili na nga ko nung DIY book ASAP!

500 Days of Summer

Downloaded the OST after watching the movie. The Smiths is LOVE!

Movie excerpt from IMDb :

This is a story of boy meets girl. The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New Jersey, grew up believing that he'd never truly be happy until the day he met the one. This belief stemmed from early exposure to sad British pop music and a total mis-reading of the movie 'The Graduate'. The girl, Summer Finn of Shinnecock, Michigan, did not share this belief. Since the disintegration of her parent's marriage she'd only love two things. The first was her long dark hair. The second was how easily she could cut it off and not feel a thing. Tom meets Summer on January 8th. He knows almost immediately she is who he has been searching for. This is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know upfront, this is not a love story.

Indeed. The reverberating moral of the story (at least for me): You can get over someone, no matter how painful, how hard and how long it could be. You will, eventually. Someday, the pain will just be a faint memory from the past and it will not hurt anymore each time you think about it.

"Who doesn’t like Ringo Starr?"

Adidas King of the Road Run '09

My second year of running in Adidas KoTR. Looking at a sea of yellow-clad people is good but not on me. Nevertheless, I still love it.

Banana + Gatorade + Yellow Singlet = WIN! And I'm not even a banana fan haha.

Fresh-faced pa kami dito.

Our second year of joining. Walang nagbago haha.

Nostalgia Polaroid

Has officially caught the polaroid bug. <3

B-I-N-G-O!

An officemate friend and I played Bingo last, last night out of curiosity. It was not the normal Bingo I knew, the ones we played during summer along with far older people. So fast-paced and involves quite money sum. Eek. But nevertheless it was still fun.

Oh yeah. Course we didn't win. Ha! No first-timer luck.

French Film Fest

June 5-14. Watched 2 films cos I was too lazy to catch 'em all. Long overdue post, I know!

Can't blame her for two-timing her husband. Pero wag ka winner rin si Jo. Decided to drown and die along with her husband.

Cute kids. Story pretty much revolved around Zim acquiring a car with the help of his friends.

Wednesday LOVE

For the second time, I will be participating in Adidas King of the Road Run again. I've long ago made a decision that I will make this my annual run. Aiyaaa. See ya on the Fort on the 25th!

No more 10k for me. 5k is sooo right.

Reunion

After almost 10 years, here I am still on shirt. What has changed Mariela? haha.

Let the Right One In

Surprisingly, one of the best films I've watch this year. I've waited for this one a long time, finally I got my chance. Though I wish I have read the book first..

Swedish poster

Oskar and Eli are in. Edward and Bella are out.

Halloween Caught in the Middle

Haha. Thought it was just a Pinoy thing. Who knew?

Our Dear Old Manila

I love looking at old Manila photos. Gives me an idea of what Manila used to look like before it became this big sprawling megalopolis slowly decaying before our very eyes. Yes, that's what historians tell us, that's what foreigners tell us, that's what old people tells us. Them who've seen the old city and can provide comprehensive details about how it once used to be.

Looking at old photos of different parts of Manila somehow made me yearn of the old city that I never knew of. Indeed, what we've read in our elementary books, what our teachers, lolos and lolas told us were quite right: Manila used to be one of the most magnificent cities in Southeast Asia. It was grander than Singapore, even more appealing than the rest of Southeast Asian countries' capitals.

I won't go on enumerating all the pitfalls, unlawful, wicked and erroneous things we have done to our historical buildings, waterways, roads, etc. that made our once beautiful Manila the way it is now: a dead Pasig river, disappearing and decaying national heritage sites, deadly metro traffic and most recently, the cities being engulfed by waters that overflowed from rivers currently being blamed from a city plan gone awry.

But let me leave all the accusing and criticisms to the institutions trying hard to clean their hands from all the faults being pointed at them and focus more on the good memories of a city that was. I'm really glad these photos survived wars and natural catastrophes.

Jones Bridge. Connecting Intramuros to Quiapo. First built in 1632 but was damaged by several earthquakes, was rebuilt by Juan Arellano in 1922.

Old Quiapo Church.

Calle Rosarion in Binondo

photos from brownpau.

PGH main entrance circa 1945

photo from BrownMan blog.

Escolta bridge from Manilablog.

Cubao circa 1973. It's surprisingly maluwag and maaliwalas.

Sidewalk vendors

Old Luneta.

Rizal Park. Again still so much space kahit hindi na circa 1900ish.

Araneta circa 1960 sans Gateway, SM and other malls.

Photos from ikaunangpahina.wordpress.

Another New Station

Whoa. Nawindang lang lahat ng tao. Kaloka ang araw na ito. Where are my files?!?

BooHoo

This is the first time, in my entire traveling life (that involves aeroplane), that a trip has been cancelled. Major Flop. Major Fail.

Next time I don't want a half-hearted person on board with me. And a typhoon demmit!

Oh well. I'll see you next year. Perhaps.

Cutie Baby Chewie!

I nicked this cutie art from imaginism.

One

Akalain mo yun? Ang bilis lang ng panahon, next year 26 na ko tapos sa susunod 27..pero sa ngayon, Maligayang Unang Kaarawan muna. :)

Astig!


*Photo by Marvin Hernandez.

The Days that Were

The past week has been a rough hell for most of my fellow Filipinos, with the uber-destructive Ondoy wrecking havoc in most of NCR and leaving behind thousands of homeless people, families who've lost their loved ones and a terror more than anything. It was heartbreaking and eye-opening at the same time. Everybody was cursing the government's slug-like response, pointing fingers at who should be blamed. But despite the destructive typhoon that left everyone dismayed and stunned, one true thing that stood out was the Filipinos' capability to rise above any kind of disaster. This event also gave way for the extraordinariness in every Filipino to come out, to help their kababayans in a time where hopes seemed almost impossible, to give where it is needed, to lend a helping hand, to support and most of all to pray.

I wish this would not be the only time our best trait as a Filipino will come out. I really believe that it is there in each of us, in every one of us, a true hero waiting to come out. I'm sure wherever, Jose rizal is right now, he is beaming with pride.

Them kids at work. Mando and Ida joined by two other kids in packing pasta noodles.

Day 3 of volunteering in RFM. The usual, but good,chaos.

We did not ask for free lollies but it definitely made our day.

Boys just being boys. Pizza party on a stormy Friday. D, Jed and JC

Mini reunion of bebes. Vianne, Reynan and Marye

I'm no big fan of white chocolate but I am a big fan of Ice Cream and Macadamia nuts.

My nerds are back. Hawt!

“In the world of emoticons, I was colon capital D”

That scene really made laugh out loud! From my daily dose of Sheldon Cooper. :)