Can you guess who we're supposed to be?
Photos are Rizza's and Camille's.
Photos are Rizza's and Camille's.
Monday, October 31, 2011
The problem of no sleep.
I feel my hands on the keyboard.
This is Limbo. The loss of anything to do or say, and yet traffic in my brain is unceasing. Too much speculation and yet nothing.
I feel my hands on the keyboard. I wait for the words. I want them out now, a reprieve that will lead me to slumber. I feel, I wait. Nothing. Nothing out of my busy, busy mind. And yet, the feeling that there is much to be said lingers on.
I lie awake. Thinking, thinking. I have it.
I sit up to write. I feel my hands on the keyboard. Nothing. Nothing still.
This is Limbo. The loss of anything to do or say, and yet traffic in my brain is unceasing. Too much speculation and yet nothing.
I feel my hands on the keyboard. I wait for the words. I want them out now, a reprieve that will lead me to slumber. I feel, I wait. Nothing. Nothing out of my busy, busy mind. And yet, the feeling that there is much to be said lingers on.
I lie awake. Thinking, thinking. I have it.
I sit up to write. I feel my hands on the keyboard. Nothing. Nothing still.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Razorback: Three Minutes of Glory Album Launch, 21st Anniversary Concert
That concert was awesome! I suddenly found myself standing on the chair with my stiletto boots, shouting my ass off-- that great.
Music Museum was the perfect setting for the event.
Not just saying this because Brian's hot (which he is).
So. Trish is in almost every photo. I was taking the pictures, okay! She died for this shot.
Music Museum was the perfect setting for the event.
What went on backstage:
Razorback's Three Minutes of Glory album launch and 21st anniversary. Epic.
Check out my detailed article here. Razorback’s Album Launch: “Three Minutes of Glory” and 21 Years of Pinoy Rock
Razorback's Three Minutes of Glory is out now. Get them now!
Monday, October 24, 2011
I can read them alone.
I wish I understood how you hear your music or what comfort these songs bring you on days you wish not to speak, when silence and these tracks become your best friend.
But no, I hear words and you hear the melodies.
I wish I understood the significance of the Cold War and the long, long history of the Philippines, but prose I've always chosen to read are those riddled with dreams and fantasy. Never these fact riddled stories, they were meaningless to me.
I wish these guitar riffs and songs and bands like AC/DC are things I understand, but you know how hard it was to force me to shut up and listen to Pink Floyd just so I can actually hear it.
It's the little things you love that I never understand.
I wish I see all these things with your eyes, I wish I could share these things with you.
But you also don't share my love for National bookstore, or quirky little coffee shops.
And long dramatic declarations charged with over the top emotion never was the type in your reading list.
Indie/Romantic flicks would be the last thing you'd chuck in your player.
We are different, very different.
But I love you, even if you're not the type to read PostSecret with me on certain Sunday mornings.
But no, I hear words and you hear the melodies.
I wish I understood the significance of the Cold War and the long, long history of the Philippines, but prose I've always chosen to read are those riddled with dreams and fantasy. Never these fact riddled stories, they were meaningless to me.
I wish these guitar riffs and songs and bands like AC/DC are things I understand, but you know how hard it was to force me to shut up and listen to Pink Floyd just so I can actually hear it.
It's the little things you love that I never understand.
I wish I see all these things with your eyes, I wish I could share these things with you.
But you also don't share my love for National bookstore, or quirky little coffee shops.
And long dramatic declarations charged with over the top emotion never was the type in your reading list.
Indie/Romantic flicks would be the last thing you'd chuck in your player.
We are different, very different.
But I love you, even if you're not the type to read PostSecret with me on certain Sunday mornings.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Change
Standing here, a place whose every stone and corner I've memorized, I breathe a sigh of disbelief. Time's powerful current have destroyed that which I so dearly held in memory. It is not my place anymore. None of this is mine anymore. It has been passed on to those generations next in line by the invisible hand that turns the cogs and gears of time. It has slipped through my fingers and landed into someone else's hands.
I have lost to the menacing tide of reality and change.
Deciding if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
I have lost to the menacing tide of reality and change.
Deciding if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
How old are you in dog years?
Meet Taffy.
All of this was for her.
Don't we just love doggies? Karla and Bea prepared everything just for the little poopie.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
In Photos: MTV EXIT Media Conference
Was fortunate enough to go to MTV EXIT's media conference yesterday at Crowne Plaza. I went as a representative for When In Manila.
MTV EXIT is a media based campaign that fights for awareness regarding human trafficking and exploitation issues.
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| Matt Love from MTV EXIT and Vince Golangco of When In Manila |
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| The speakers |
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| New MTV EXIT celebrity ambassador, Dingdong Dantes |
For more information on MTV EXIT and their programs (a free live concert in Manila), check out my WIM article here: MTV and Dingdong Dantes for MTV EXIT: End Exploitation and Trafficking Free Concert
The Steal of a Lifetime
I got the leather boots I've always dreamed about for dirt cheap today.
I got these babies for Php 799 at Robinsons Galleria. They're Charles and Keith. Oh happy day!
After attending the MTV Exit Media Conference (more on that later), we set off to find a place to eat lunch. Soooo.. after a good meal at Pho Bac, Brian and I decided to walk around. We gots new shades, too.
Wearing the newest member of my feather earring collection. Made it the other day.
If you've ever heard his "Tikboy" impression, this will make you laugh.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
In Photos: Spa Party at SPArkle
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SPArkle was great! Check them out!
Check outmy full article here: SPArkle: Slimming Massage Relaxation Spa Party for You and your Friends
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