Thursday, April 16, 2009


I was at UP Diliman (University of the Philippines) a couple of days ago to register myself for their summer French1 classes. It was a long commute from my place but I think I can handle it. In fact, I can commute anywhere within the Metro as long as it doesn't take me more than two rides to get there, otherwise, I take a cab. I'm that lazy or you can also call it road/route ignorance?! Whatevs.

Going to UP alone is totally alien to me even though I've been to the Campus a few times before. I remember I was with my college friends visiting one of the yearly festivities held in the park. There were rides, games, tiangge's and a lot street food to go around with. My other memories include movie screenings and some more festivals. All of which are done at night and I always came with friends, along with their cars or sundo's. So learning now that I had to go there myself and commute rattled me a bit. I was never a QC person, hell, I'm not even a Makati person because I still get lost from time to time.

That day in UP I learned to appreciate the campus. It's big gardens, huge shady trees, old but magnificent buildings, aging college Professors and noisy students; whom I heard talk about classes, assignments, hanging out, where to eat, etc. Probably the one thing I miss the most in life, so I'm glad I can be one again - at least for a little while. The campus was dreamy, compared to Benilde's four cornered buildings, warping floor levels and implanted palm trees, UP's was a breath of fresh air, literally.

I've known beforehand that the campus was big but I never realized that it was big-BIG that you have to take a jeepney to get from point A to B or say point A to A.a! Lol. How funny when I blankly stared at a Professor from the Department of European languages after he told me where to pay my fees. Creep'd out by my gaze he awkwardly dashed to his table, handed me a photocopy of UP's map and pointed to PNB, he said that's where I needed to go. "HuwatDaPakingSyet?" I sighed. How stupid of me to think that the Accounting office was just a flight of stairs away or in another corner (like in most Universities!) when in UP it was really like - a few blocks, no, a few kilometers away! Naloka ako.

UP - Ikot route

Amidst the torturous heat that day I eventually got to PNB, a bit sweaty but still in one piece. Extramural fees were paid on the second floor and I guess regular tuition fees were paid on the ground level because it was El Shaddai packed full of people. The upstairs line was manageable but the heat in there was intense. I felt it was better to cook slowly downstairs than be baked instantly up in there. I baked for about 25mins, still a little raw on one side but I was just ecstatic I was out of there. Took out a cig (after asking the guards if it was allowed) and smoked away to the waiting shed. I even made friends with the two tambays while I waited for a jeepney ride back to the Department of European languages.

UP Campus - Katipunan was the jeepney route I needed to take or else I'd be taken further away. I don't want to get lost that's for sure. I made my way back and presented my receipt and talked to Eva. She was in-charge of the whole Extramural classes. We talked for almost an hour, which I did on purpose because she had air-conditioning and I'm sooo desparate to cool myself off. Hahaha. No really, we had a fun conversation, the air-conditioning was a plus. =) I was back home before the night fell and God, I felt so dirty and sticky. I showered for an hour until my fingers were all pruned up. Fresh.

This will be my first ever class in 5 years and it starts on Monday. I'm already anxious to learn. =)


Monday, April 13, 2009

Coffee Prince

During the course of the Holy week I had re-watched the Korean TV soap, Coffee Prince. I'm not a big soap-opera person, even when Coffee Prince was being shown on GMA it was nowhere near my interest. But when my sister bought the DVD copy and persuaded me to watch, that's when I got hooked.

Yoon Eun-Hye (Eun Chan) L & Gong Yoo (Han Kyul) R

Coffee Prince takes place in Seoul, South Korea. It's a story about a girl (Eun Chan) who was mistaken as a boy. She falls in-love with a man (Han Kyul) which in turn falls in-love with her - not knowing she was actually female, he became confused and that's when things got complicated and such and such...

Besides the really good acting it has lots of funny, sweet and very touching 'crayola' moments. But what's most interesting in the story is it's unprejudiced view to homosexuality. The story doesn't condemn homosexual tendencies but sees it as a norm. That life is evolving and that change is OK, it is acceptable. That's why this soap-opera is so likeable to me because it celebrates love without any boundaries.

Watch the clip below for a song and for a quick preview of Coffee Prince. I really love this song from the Soundtrack - White Love Story by As One.



Wednesday, April 01, 2009


Before I even moved back to Manila I've been thinking how I can improve my room. When they were still renovating the place my sister had an idea for her room. She filled her wall (the one separating our rooms) with pages from fashion magazines. Her idea actually turned out pretty nice. My room on the other hand was left bare and white, so color is definitely my first priority.

Jazz's wall

My side of the wall
(those aren't my butterflies btw)

I wanted my wall painted and not just put stuff on it. But because I don't know how to paint I suppose wallpaper will do?? Hmmn...

I did have a few ideas for my wall but it all involves paint. Here are a couple of them.

I think this is the easiest one to paint

Needs a lot of effort

and lastly, a combination of the two

Hmmn... humfanget! LOL

If you know someone whose good at painting please send him over! =)


Thursday, March 26, 2009


A few days ago while I was at my brother's store I found my old Nokia mobile phone in his desk drawer. It was a nostalgic feeling seeing it again because that phone gave me a lot of camwhoretastic memories. I quickly grabbed the charger, plugged it in and switched it on. It still works perfectly.

Compared to much older Nokia phones this N-series model's features can be accessed without inserting a SIM. I browsed it's contents for bit just to learn that every data has been wiped out. It must've been my doing when I handed it over to Jim (which I usually do when disposing electronic stuff). So I ended up playing with it's camera features instead.

I took a lot of pictures using the different preset settings. There were not a lot to go by but I still find it useful. Here are the best ones I've captured.

land phone

numeric keys


I was surprised that a few of the images were captured in fairly good quality and in high depth of field. Compared to images from a Digital-SLR, these are very low quality images but from an old Mobile phone's perspective, it is pretty remarkable. Well, in my opinion at least.

Contrary to general beliefs, it's not the size of megapixel and type of lenses that are the key components to providing good quality images, albeit beneficial. Years back I've learned that to capture a decent quality image using a camera phone the user simply needs sturdy hands and very good lighting. That's basically it.

All these stuff made me want to replace my digital camera. It's been with me for five long years and quite frankly it's features are now way down the dark alley in the world of digital cameras. It still works fine but as a result of a couple of Hidalgo fixes it has become shabby, it's durability totally decrepit and the image quality had turned inferior. To add more insult to injury many mobile phones has surpassed it's megapixel capacity. I'm basically carrying around a mobile phone disguised as a digital camera. Hahaha. Now that's funny! =)

That's why these mobile captured images are a big surprise to me. Not only are they better in quality but it has all these extra functions that my digital camera never had. Maybe it's time for me to upgrade. Not only will it be useful with bigger advantages but it will capture far more delectable memories with it's higher quality images.

Very soon... but first

"Ma! Pa! Pengeng pepe!?" chos


Wednesday, March 25, 2009

To a friend for a friend from a friend

When the rain
Is blowing in your face
And the whole world
Is on your case
I could offer you
A warm embrace
To make you feel my love

When the evening shadows
And the stars appear
And there is no one there
To dry your tears
I could hold you
For a million years
To make you feel my love

I know you
Haven't made
Your mind up yet
But I would never
Do you wrong
I've known it
From the moment
That we met
No doubt in my mind
Where you belong

I'd go hungry
I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling
Down the avenue
No, there's nothing
That I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love

The storms are raging
On the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
Though winds of change
Are throwing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing
Like me yet

I could make you happy
Make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends
Of the Earth for you
To make you feel my love


Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Bundle of Joy

On my last entry I talked about my trip being canceled because my sister-in-law, Dette, went into labor a couple of hours before we were supposed to leave. Of course everyone got excited and everything went into halt to assist her in any way we can. She mentioned that she was already bleeding so that same night she was admitted to the hospital and we all anxiously waited.

Never in my life have I brought someone in labor to the hospital. All I know about a woman in labor is that they scream in pain and agony, cursing or even shouting at poeple who assists her. I guess that kind of stuff only happens in movies because Dette was totally the opposite that night. She was very calm and even saying jokingly that the baby probably didn't want us leaving without seeing him first. True enough.

The hospital was not very glamorous but it was very neat. Unlike many hospitals I've been to, theirs doesn't seem to have any clutter. The place was so tidy that even trash bins have their own closets. And besides the furnitures, lamps and TV sets in the waiting room not a piece of hospital paraphernalia was in sight which I think was very nice. I didn't get the feeling that I was really inside a hospital, it was very homey'ish. Although at one point the place kinda creeped me out because there were barely a handful of hospital staff where we were and the long corridors were cold and dark. I think i scared myself that night.

Soon Dette's door opened and out came her Doctor (OB/GYN?). We rushed to her room and flurried her & Jim with just one question. Where's the baby? Jim simply pointed at Dette's belly. Hahaha. Yes, we were that excited we forgot she wasn't having the baby just yet she was just in labor (or is that the same thing?). Fact is, she was only at 4cm and she needs to be at least at 6 or 7cm before she is prep'd for the delivery room.

So what happened then? She was having a false labor of sorts they said. But the bleeding was a sign that she will give birth any moment that night. Or at least that's what we thought. A couple of days past and still no baby. Even though everyone was getting excited as the days past Dette on the other hand was in more and more pain.

The night of the 23rd we visited her again. Now the bright smiled face she had when we admitted her was gone and all that was left was grimace and a lot of grunting. She really was in pain that third night. Her doctor that was there then told us that only Jim, Dette's mom & my mom will stay and for some weird reason we were asked to leave, not the room, but the hospital (I don't know why but we did).

The next day we received word that Dette finally gave birth to a healthy 6.5 pound baby boy. Everyone cheered with joy. We were also very happy and thankful to learn that Dette did a great job delivering the baby whom was now resting and doing well.

Unfortunately for me I didn't get the chance to see them both that day because I was manning the store (because everyone was there)but I was glad to hear that they were going to be discharged the next day.

So here he is finally, my first ever nephew!

Iesous Carlyle David Angeles
(ee-ay-sus car-lile)

We all like to call him Ice. =P

Iesous a couple of hours after delivery

Iesous later that day

Iesous today at 3pm

Welcome home Iesous!


Friday, March 20, 2009

I'm back

It's been quite a while since I last posted a blog entry. My last entry was posted I think December last year and same for my Livejournal blog. My interest for blogging has been very erratic in the past year which eventually disappeared in the turn of 2009. I just didn't have anything to write, nothing interesting or stuff worth writing about was happening. I guess it comes with the territory. The only thing I kept up-to-date was Twitter because I just love that 140 character limit. LOL

On a more brighter news, I just finished packing and boxing all my stuff. I am gleeful to say that I will be moving back to the big city in a few days. I was supposed to move back tonight but my nephew decided he wanted to be born today so our trip was cancelled. I'm a teeny weeny bit frustrated because my back really hurts after everything I've done today just to be told that I wasn't going anywhere. LOL But then again my nephew being born is the best news ever. I'm so excited!

more news soon...