Monday, February 28, 2005 10:36 AM
greece, here we come!
Allow me the pleasure of being totally, insanely, incredibly ecstatic!
Ahem.
The University Chorale of The University of Asia and the Pacific will be joining the 21st International Chorale Festival in Preveza, Greece from July 3 to 6.
For the next few months, my nights will be filled with dreams of these:
Thursday, February 24, 2005 9:36 AM
hot air
The show last Saturday made my heart sing. Hell, the audience's laughter made my heart belt out Aerosmith. However, last night's show was dismal. Elber has the director's curse. He could only manage to see last night's show and it wasn't up to our standards. At all.
During company call, I made sure that the cast not forget it. The production crew didn't escape my wrath either (since when did this organization tolerate a fifteen-minute delay?). Now my only worry is if the message ever got through their thick heads.
I was only fair. Is it really justifiable to cheat last night's audience from last Saturday's performance?
Wednesday, February 23, 2005 1:58 PM
In a tiny glass boardroom-turned-sweatshop in the 24th floor of RCBC Plaza in the wonderful business district of Makati, three interns monotonously encode statistical data into the company's laptops.
Work my dear minions! Work! Bwaahahhahaha!
Tuesday, February 22, 2005 4:39 PM
An amusing thing happened.
Whilst typing my blog entry of the day (the one below), the President steps out of his office and proceeds to the exit, mumbling something like, "tess I'll go ahead ha".
Thirty seconds later, a lightbulb suddenly flashed on top of my head that disrupted my blogging concentration. Did I mention to the secretary that I wanted a doughnut?
Don't worry that wasn't supposed to make sense. But if you got it, my you have a very unfocused mind.
3:46 PM
I'm back. Which means this entry was supposed to have been written yesterday. Oh well.
The La Salle interns started their work program today, the work program which I promised to have finished last week before the Subic thing but only finished 30 minutes before they arrived today. And so, the tabulations and statistical analysis of gazillions (probably 20) Corporate Governance Orientations are now under way. Things that I should have done as soon as an orientation ends, but I find the next orientation or any course for that matter as a sad excuse. It is true, we are understaffed and courses are scheduled too close to each other that some of us have anxiety attacks in order to keep up. Yet I digress... I meant to say thanks for the advent of internships and willing interns --- cheap labor is always welcome.
They are locked away in that small-no-window-converted-into-an-office-that-shouln't-have-been lounge that we otherwise call the Executive Director's temporary Batcave. It reminds me of those readings about the Great Depression and those sweatshops sprouting all over.
Yes cheap (willing) labor is always welcome.
Wednesday, February 16, 2005 12:44 PM
I almost had a heart attack last night during the critic's night for 15-Minute Hamlet. The energy was too slow at the start of the play that we might as well have changed the title to 20-Minute Hamlet... or better yet, 30-Minute Hamlet. I finally remembered to breathe when the audience started laughing on the really funny scenes. But somehow, I felt a loss for the puns that the audience missed because of forgotten lines, bad timing, and messy blocking. We should have rehearsed, I knew this... another reason to hate Valentine's Day last Monday.
But the play passed decently. The actors have to rehearse more. Unfortunately, without me since I will be in Subic "babysitting" old Commissioners in the Energy Regulatory Commission as they fulfill their corporate governance requirements for the USAid. And it's not just the play... there's the Serenata concert.
I'm treating this corporate retreat as a personal retreat of sorts. I will be with men, old men, definitely. Are they grumpy? Don't know yet. But who really cares if they are? The mission is to get things over and done with, and get acquainted with Natalie Goldberg's Writing Down the Bones. I see a creative writing retreat looming ahead, but that's if, they don't have anything for me to do.
Anyway, a momentary parting gift for everyone. Until I get back on Monday.
Subject: Murder mystery at Makati Medical Centre.
There was a room in the hospital's Intensive Care, where patients always died in the same bed and on Sunday mornings at 11 a.m., regardless of their medical condition. This puzzled the doctors and many even believed that it had something to do with the supernatural.
Jaime Licauco, Fr. Bulatao and the Ateneo paranormal folks were
called. They arrived one Sunday, armed with special photographic
equipment, infra-red devices and motion-sensitive radar to detect any presence. That Sunday morning, a few minutes before 11 a.m., numerous doctors and nurses nervously waited outside the ward to discover more about the mysterious phenomenon. Some were even holding wooden crosses, strings of garlic, amulets, and other holy objects to ward off evil spirits.
The clock struck 11.......
and then.......
.....Mang Andoy, part-time Sunday janitor, entered the ward, unplugged the life support system and plugged in the vacuum cleaner.
Sunday, February 13, 2005 9:54 PM
just freakin' PMS-ing, thank you very much
1. Life sucks.
2. Two cousins and 1 grandmother dead, hell yeah I'm depressed.
3. I'm coughing like mad in an internet cafe because this piece of korean barbecue does not want to go down my throat and become digested. Aside from that, I smell like I came from a korean barbecue place too.
4. Three dozen red roses later and I still do NOT know how I feel for this guy in the PMA. They say that persistence is a good thing... that sooner or later, women will just succumb to the practicality of it all. That women will just "learn to love" the guy they are not really attracted to in the first place. Can I just ask the world, what the hell happened to mutual attraction? Why do I suddenly feel like I'm in a very pathetic rendition of Shakespeare's Twelfth Night? At least Viola and Olivia ended up with their desired men. Me? I'm hopeless. I can't even make the decision to get into the relationship just because I feel guilty (because dammit it's not a solid foundation).
5. Fifteen-minute Hamlet will be shown to the public on Wednesday, Thursday, and Saturday Night. The University Chorale's Serenata concert will be shown this Friday. Elber and I worked our asses off with the actors and I've already memorized the songs. UNFORTUNATELY, I AM NOT HERE ON THOSE DAYS. I will be unable to see my own directorial debut. I will not be able to sing again! Guess where I'll be?
In Subic, babysitting the commissioners of the Energy Regulatory Commission.
Stupid job. Loser life. Waaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
6. I cannot believe I am chatting with my boss at 11pm. And forgot that I was while I changed my status in YM to "PMS-ing".
7. LOSER talaga! As in!!!
8. Will people stop rushing me to say yes to number 4?????
9. #@&#($_)^&^%#$@$!!!!!
Tuesday, February 08, 2005 11:03 AM
I finally found the article I was looking for yesterday. Yes there was a gay wedding in the New People's Army the other day.
DARE to struggle, dare to win ... as married gays. After raiding a few Army camps, two communist guerrillas hid in a forest gorge and fell in love.
Deeply.
That was three years ago. On Friday, under a romantic drizzle in a muddy clearing in Compostela Valley province in Mindanao, Ka Andres and Ka Jose exchanged vows in a heavily guarded ceremony before local villagers, friends from the city and their comrades in arms.
They are considered the first homosexual couple in the New People's Army (NPA) who were wed by the Communist Party of the Philippines (CPP).
Although I have nothing against homosexuals, I just found the fact that this happened in the NPA very amusing.
Monday, February 07, 2005 3:09 PM
new papa's army?
I feel like I'm holding on to a dead (rotten) grape when I heard about the two New People's Army members' same-sex marriage in the grapevine.
Things like these you can't help not passing it up! So, does anyone know out there know the exact details to this news item??? I can't seem to find anything on the net. The broadsheets aren't saying anything about it.
Back in college, we used to comment on this communist movement as the last of its kind in the entire world (because it is, political economically speaking). It certainly has taken a new shape...
Friday, February 04, 2005 7:07 PM
starbucks, tower club pencils, dsl internet. took this teensy preview of my desk with my new S700i, an impulsive gift from my uncle. Tito Jimmy, please go to China more often ;-)
This week was filled with moments that tested my patience.
I've always thought that I was the most patient person on earth until second year college where I was literally rushed to the emergency room for hyperventilating because I never vented any of my anger since the beginning of time. After that incident, I gave the world the finger and declared "To hell with everyone". My logic is simple enough, it's admirable to be patient because you are, but if you prevent yourself from feeling any animosity against something or someone because you fear being an outcast, then it's not really worth it. Now that I've seen the light, I can't believe I was such a pushover. Of course, unleashing rage is not exactly my thing, I have my reservations, one can be sucked into the controlling power of fury.
Anyway, back to my story.
Over the week, I was confronted with situations that tempted me to just let it all out. Good thing I didn't. Even the jackass in the office only got a small taste of sarcasm. Oh yeah, five actors ditching you on a scheduled rehearsal may be dismissed... until the next rehearsal.
Yeah... until the next rehearsal.
