The Writing Songstress

Okay, sorry for the late post ..it was a such a straight schedule from Friday to today, and now I finally got the time to write again.

Friday, we were able to present the play "AMBOY". As some of you may not know, AMBOY is a play we conceptualize in order to create a vast array of characters and a consistent storyline. And we've already presented this in class last year, but this time we had to do a little tweaks and add more to the storyline.

My role is Lola Girly, an eccentric, flamboyant, annoying "tindera"(vendor) who's a consistent character in the story. All throughout I am present, so as my shop, and I stood there the entire play. It was funny, especially when I get into character and transform from Jo to THE Lola Girly. Taking up her role is both challenging and an enjoyment. She's easy to portray, as the character doesn't really stray that far from my original personality, and a little ranting here and there was her most common trait. Lola Girly rocks! haha

So, Friday came and we came to school early. I wasn't so early since I also woke up late cuz we also had presented PR the night prior and I went home around 10pm. And we practiced a little, changed costume, make up, but then the shocker -- where to present? I was informed a day before that PolSci will be helding something around noon at the lobby, so I felt pretty confident that we'd still present inside class, but I was wrong. The reservation was okay-ed and yes, we presented at the lobby; in front of almost half of the entire student body. This was like ,  10x more embarrassing than the auditions we did a week before, cuz we all know students will flock when they see people presenting, looking dumb on stage. We presented first, although it didn't match up that well with the story cuz we had the older amboy, but still, we went on and gave a good show. Luckily, nothing bad happened and the audience liked it. They laughed at some of the punchlines we had, it was astonishing to see all those people - some we know, some we don't know -- watch you perform on stage, in front of lights, in front of teachers, and in front of them. Another major setback occurred as the hour almost came to pass, we were to present again since the cameraman only recorded half of our presentations. It was unbelievable! The moment/magic was gone, we all had a different mindset at that time, but no, we had to do all of it all over again. Good thing, we still did it, and people still enjoyed it, but not as much as the first one we did.

I love plays like these, and I love presenting on stage, and although nerve-wrecking as it seems, I liked every bit of it. Until next time!

Hope the videos will be uploaded soon!! ^.^

Just when I thought everything is done when MC Seminar and my Rizal report was over, Theater and PR came into the picture, and it ain't good news.

Thursday will be for PR - one of the most challenging acting presentations( i think) .... excited with the roles I'd be doing tomorrow in our brainstorming. I readied my costume already, very 90's chic and a nurse costume, tug-dug tug dug or stethoscope. HAHA

Friday will be for Theater, my role'll be the sarcastic Lola/Tindera. I love my role cuz it's so much of what I am in real life, and I'm excited to do it. To add to the surging pressure, we'd present it on stage, down at the lobby , where students that have nothing left to do flock and see what's up. OMG!!!

"Sinulog is more than the street dance, the boisterous music, the all-night parties or the visiting of our favorite actors/actresses on floats during parades. There's that one reason, Señor Santo Niño: the child Jesus whom we praise and worship. Sinulog is a yearly reminder of the Child withiin us, a child that knows no jealousy, anger, or deceit. Like a child, we would be carefree, jovial, believing, and calm-minded. if we all can be reminded of the children we once were, then we'd find the true meaning of life in context with Jesus' teachings and love in this occasion."

Okay, so like, this is another Photojourn entry that we'd be submitting soon. I pretty much, don't know how itd go, or would it even go well, but I do know that I like the picture, and it fits so well with what I intended to focus on; Señor Santo Niño as a child. That like him, we should once in a while go back to our former selves from time to time. 

It's January 14, it's a cloudy day, the perfect type of weather to just sloth around the house and watch a movie. Everyone's so excited about Sinulog celebrations, but I'm at home, doing/thinking about schoolwork and watching a movie. I surfed around the net, looking at list of Good LGBT/Gay themed movies to watch, plainly to sip inspiration from, and I came across a great list. There's a comedy I planned to watch, but when I scrolled some more, I found this very intriguing film pic of "Soldier's Girl". The pic is of a man, trying to slip up his shirt, showing off some tattoos or writings and stuff. I read the movie summary, and OMG, it's about a soldier falling in love with a transgender but dying in the end. Plus it's TRUE TO LIFE! WTF? What a good movie, romantic, classy, but tragic.

I started typing on the web for an online streaming but to no avail, this movie's been released 2003, and pirated versions uploaded online, are ofcourse, been taken down and stuff. I went to youtube( it's always our last resort) and to my surprise, there's this very, sweet hearted uploader, who happened to upload THE movie around 3 months ago. Can it be any more coincidental? Like, the whole movie in parts, but think of it, it's uploaded around 3 months ago. This is totally heaven-sent.

So I watched the movie, loaded them on tabs and sat there for like an hour or so. There were parts where it made me laugh, when it made me grin, when it made me feel like I'm Calpernia, and talk out her lines. Every single bit of emotion to be felt was there, I felt it! It's so inspiring to see a type of relationship bloom from two people of totally different sides in the color spectrum.

Then the ending parts struck me, Barry had to die. He was murdered by a fellow, mindless soldier who beaten barry to death with a baseball bat. I couldn't believe it! I could feel my eyes watering up, then my hands automatically covered my mouth, and I was ready to cry. It was painful to see, and to think that that event took place at some time, in real life. It's aching.

The movie for me, had given a very big impact on how I see love and discrimination. The movie depicted well that, love, from all walks of people, can be found. That two people can share strong, mutual feelings for each other, but it wouldn't be easy. That it won't be just a walk in the park. Love, can be taken away from you, slip away from your finger tips and you can't even do a thing about it. It depicted also, the rampant discrimination there is about gays in the military, or even in the each community. This discrimination and harassment should be stopped, to cease the bloodshed and broken relationships. So everyone can have a chance to fall in love, and live our own, happy lives.

Thumbs up to this movie, and Barry Winchell, you've touched my life. Thank you so much for your story. May you rest in peace! Hope I can find a man like you someday, charr!! ^.^

Cebu is one of the most beautiful and most exciting places to go to. Amidst the cramped streets and undeniable pollution, it's a picturesque city, preserving the history and significant events we, filipinos have been blessed with.

We're also the city that celebrates a back-to-back occasion, starting from Christmas, to the most-awaited, SINULOG. This celebration may mean double fun, but it's also incredibly double ka-ching in our pockets.

As usual, January is a rainy month and although we're now starting to have "longer days, shorter nights", Sinulog will still be, presumably, a wet occasion. One good thing about us Cebuanos, is that we don't really care if we get wet and dirty, because there's so much to go and check out, that all the trouble is worth it. The parade of Saints is much awaited by the devotees who flock colon street every year. They wave their hanker chiefs or hands, as they wave their undying faith and belief with the Senior Sto. Nino.

I'm not really a fan of going to colon on this occasion since it's practically hard to find a ride back home. Think about it, these people have access to friends who live nearby the city, and I have to commute back to our not-so near home. Plus, the school work that is expected to be done is killing me, making it seem sinful to have fun this season when my projects are yet to be accomplished. Sooo depressing. But I know there'd be another Sinulog season to be free, maybe just not this year.

I just hope everyone who participates in the Sinulog Festival would find the true meaning of the celebration. To find a reason to celebrate beyond the context of our own comfort. But, if they can't, well at least have a good time. Wet, wild, Pit Senyor!

Problems and trials often come on top the other, and they come at times you least expect it, nor needed it. Grades have been so upsetting, with three of my minors, supposedly to go good, end up going bad. Sooo sad, but I can't do nothing. I'll have to wipe these tears and move on. I can only get better after this. I know I can.

Okay, I admit, I'm really fond of acting and stuff, and it's so much fun taking up roles and trying to act it out with your life on stage, infront of an audience. Today, we did just that. 

The first part of the acting frenzy started today, and girl, I was called! Some had the roles I really wanna do, like the slut, the mother, the desperate housewife( just joking) and all those roles. But no. I was given, "the person who was trapped in a tin can being burnt by fire.It wasn't easy, and certainly not what I wanted(nor expected).

But, I did it. I looked crazy as shit. Hope it was okay, cuz I really can't understand why that was my role. 

Today, three more puppies were given 

Very early in the morning, my brother and  mom, were arguing about what puppy to give, the brown or the white one. But then, mom couldn't choose, and it was such a funny scene to watch. Mama was like, looking at both, saying she likes the two, but couldn't decide. My brother got antsy so he took the white, placed it on a box, and left. I lol-ed so hard since it seems like a scene in somewhere wherein the mom's picking which kid she'll give away. Funny, funny mommy dear.

So we said goodbye to the white one this morning. Then on my way to school, papa and mama gave me a ride , and gave the other two, black puppies to two friends. Hoping they'd take care of them as much as we would've. 

I wish so much the puppies we gave will be taken cared of and loved. Hope I wasn't wrong in choosing those girls to adopt my puppies. I love them so much, but I just can't make a dog orphanage of our house, tough choices perhaps. 

Okay, so last Friday, this week, was such a nerve wracking date. Two major things were to be done that day. One, the MC Serminar, two, the Rizal report. It was a back to back dilemma with a back to back time frame since Rizal follows right after MC Seminar.

Guess we were able to pull off the seminar, although there were setbacks. One major setback was that the speaker totally forgot about the time. But, I believe it ain't ethical if we keep on bugging him that it's time and stuff, so we just let him be. But thankfully, he finished his talk around 12:57, still 3 minutes to 1, so my intermission number was canceled. Poor me, that was the number I practiced so much, but, hey, things happen, just thankful sir was okay with it. Well, sir really is such a great guy, and he completely understood the events. Gonna find a guy like him, but anyways, we're so off topic. There, so we finished the seminar, and ran to the 4th floor for Rizal, since we're the first ones to report, and the first ones to talk about things on the report. Good thing we came just in time Miss Kind came in, so we weren't basically late. Soo happy. Then we got to report, a little bit disorganized, a little bit scary, but we pulled it off. Our groupmates haven't even practiced their topics on the power point, but them were just so cool with it. So, consequently, Miss Kind was also okay with it, or rather, she could've been very well satisfied since I could constantly get a glimpse of her casual nods, signifying, probably, her "okay" with what we were talking.

As a whole, sooo happy about Friday, now I can concentrate on much heavier stuff. Good God! ^.^ Thank you Jesus!

Yup. Tomorrow, classes will start again from the so-fun Christmas vacation. This time will be no joke, since, from this point on, events will come by a bit faster than usual. It's January 4, but the next thing we know it, it's Mr. Lucena's IJ deadline. Oh I so dread that day, hope we'd finish it beforehand with no lapses or anything. Well, I'm kinda out of topic, so yeah, classes will resume. And I can't wait to see again my friends and classmates. To see who got a new hair-do, who lost a finger, and hear what kind of Christmas they all had. Ciao! Gonna let you hear from me soon. ^.^

Today, I gave one of the six puppies our dog, Katee, gave birth to. I gave Faith, the brown one, with black patch on the face. It kind of feel a little, just a speck of sadness cause I did spend time with those little runts and it's a mixed feeling. I'm also happy that finally, he could have a new, loving owner that I know would take care of him. 1 down, four to go. ^.^