Rise of the Guardians Trailer

I remember that when I was a kid, the adults assume anything in animation or CGI is just for kids. Definitely not true anymore. Watched The Avengers and it was awesome. This is like the Avengers but instead of Marvel, it's childhood.

Marking my calendar. Yay! (BTW, Santa with the arm tattoos = awesome)

Relaunch! If its okay with you.

I have a lot of inhibitions and tonight, I decide to get rid of them and live everyday to the fullest by being true to myself and attending to my desires with minimal worrying about what other people would say. Plus, take more photos and videos to share on this blog which has been losing its point for the past days.

I love art. So much. I want to do creative things, create art and show them to people. But I can't share them all the time because I think too much. I think about what people say, about how people might end up questioning who am I to put my work on a place where anyone have access to them.

That is definitely not what a creative would think. A creative doesn't put to mind judgment but rather focuses on the happiness of artistic expression and creation.

I have to be true to myself and show everyone who I really am.

Paycheck yay

My first ever paycheck in mysterious lens blur.

My first ever legitimate paycheck (granted it is a company check and has my name on it). I got it last Friday, too late for a cash-out, which is a blessing in disguise because it bought me some time with the luxurious rectangular sheet.

All the colors I love

I have been repeatedly suggesting to my parents that we hang up a few small pieces of art in our small place in the city of Iloilo just to cancel out the general messiness and disjoint of wardrobe flung in every direction (we need to do a perpetual garage sale to dispose of the unending amount of matter we can unearth from our locations). Of course, this has been denied repeatedly as it seems I am the only in the family who managed to salvage an artsy gene giving me a rather emotional and irrational attachment to creativity.

So, as the debate on wether art must be put up continues destroying whatever remains of familiarity I have with my parents (I still love them very much though), I found these images by Sammy Slabbinck which just makes me want to order prints and build my own wall to put them up on.

The colors are so cool meaning they are perfect for the unforgiving heat of the sun and the vintage black and white + vintage hifi photos, they complement each other so discretely. Pop art is here. BTW, I love the humor on the last photo: young girl wearing a 70s dress and acting like she don't care.

(First seen from http://www.shockblast.net/sammy-slabbinck-worx/)

Back in Manila

Summer classes started last Thursday. Weird how my school won't give Thursday and Friday away to the break.  I have required summer classes until I get my degree which definitely is not a celebratory characteristic. I'm back in Manila and I'm not so happy about it.

Snapped on the way to the airport in Iloilo: There is something really special about Iloilo that you miss even if you move to a "greater" place.

I only have two subjects this summer: Psych 101 and Economics 102. The 6-unit load has been nice to me for first two meetings (although I missed the first Psych class because I sat in a wrong classroom, only realizing the tragedy when we had a short quiz on Economics). During the afternoons, I intend to run from Quezon City to Makati and report at the Zalora Philippines headquarters (check out Zalora.com.ph). I help out with the product shoots and will be trying out more responsibilities soon.

If you can't see it yet, let me point it out: 

Zalora is an online department store offering wonderful finds particularly in fashion. I work there during the afternoons while the mornings are reserved for completing the requirements of a pre-medical school degree. I am definitely out of focus and at 18, I still don't know what I want to do with whatever I have. It is like the voices of people telling me what is best for me has drowned out what I really want and ultimately destroying the clarity of what I want. When I ask myself, the answer is always an overlap between my morning schedule and my afternoon schedule. Obviously, I can't do both for the rest of my life. 

*sigh

A few nights in Boracay

My uncle and auntie, together with my cousins, decided to take a trip to Boracay about a week and a half ago. I decided to join because it will take a lot of convincing for my own parents to bring me to Boracay. They know very much how I enjoy night outs. Boracay Island is not anymore only a picturesque sight of blue waters and white sand but also a roaring party house - much to my pleasure and to their dismay.

There was a huge hiccup before the trip because plans to go coincided with the Holy Week where everyone suddenly has the time to go to Boracay. My cousins told me they spent around Php 1,200 in a day calling dozens of phone numbers just to get a hotel or resort to reserve a place in.

Probably a premonition: I bought the white sunglasses above from a sale at Forever 21 during a rainy month without any reason.

Boracay was fun. My intentions were, of course, for the partying and just having fun with the cousins I see only a few times a year. But I gave the beach a try at around one in the morning, in my shorts, and just raising my wallet and phone above the water. I took a bath in the beach waist down. We had a lot to talk about and I tried my best sharing everything interesting that I know.

And of course, we also share a passion for the night life. 

It was a good three-night stretch of going back to the resort exhausted during the sunrise after a night full of good music, good drinks, calorie-burning moves, awesome company, and realizing the beautiful side of existence. The island made me realize a lot of things, that the world might not be fair but it is definitely playful.

Boracay during the Holy Week should be experienced. 

I will be going back to Manila tomorrow for the summer semester. My course requires summer semesters until fourth year. I, do not want to go back to Manila just yet. I don't want the rest either. I just want to stay in this place (Iloilo) a little longer.

Lady Gaga's Born This Way Ball concert is coming to Manila with a fan/non-fan crisis

Lady Gaga is coming back to Manila for the second time around (the first time I remember because of a wardrobe malfunction 'down there'). Matter of fact, the tickets will start selling today, second day of April, at 12 noon in all SM ticketing outlets nationwide.

I was once a huge fan of Lady Gaga. I still listen to her music and I still like her as an artist, but I'm definitely not as huge a fan as I was before. 

I liked her because of her fearless music, the catchy and suggestive repetitions, and the fashion. The fashion might be outrageous but there is constant attention put into material and tailoring that it was quality absurdity. The Hermes Birkin with the silver studs, that was genius.

Ticket pricing:

(Concert on May 21 at the SM Mall of Asia)

Patron - P15, 840 

Lowerbox - P11, 620 

Upper Box - P5, 280 

General Admission - 2,120

WOAH! The prices are way too high -- which ultimately lead to the question: What kind of Lady Gaga fan or non-fan am I? (I coined non-fan since I found out I just couldn't like John Mayer)

I'm trying to figure out if I need to whine about wanting to watch or just forget about it and let it pass (look at those prices!).

I am sure I am not a Lady Gaga non-fan. She made a dent in my browser history because there was a time that I got addicted to her biography and rise to fame story. That is definitely what begins a fanboy. And I became a huge fan. I have her CDs and I've read countless literature on interpretations of her music (and music videos) which varied from artistic to conspiracist. Her aesthetics was grungy, raw, and wild. Something I really enjoyed being a sore thumb of a teenager stuck in high school.

But am I willing to alter the natural course of the universe and procure an obscene amount of money to watch the concert? I am saying no to this one. General admission for over P2,000? Welcome to a dialogue of rich admirer, poor hardcore fan. Too expensive, I think I'll pass. This is the Philippines and although we do not undermine the recent positive news, we must get some discount. 

But if I get free or super good deals on concert tickets, I'll watch the show and probably have a really, really great time. After all, it's Lady Gaga. Her name is a local expletive and I would like to assess if the name is appropriate.

The bitterness of those who won't be able to go to Coachella

It is 11 days until the first week of Coachella. For those who are unfamiliar, Coachella is a giant, multi-day music festival in California. I can't go. I have a required summer term, I have no time, and I have no cash. So, just to mark this yearly event in my calendar, I will tread upon my despair as part of the unfortunate collective of people who want to go but can't go.

Why do I want to go to Coachella? (for those who dare ask)

As if to cater to the bitterness like mine, they provided on their website, Coachella.com, a complete and outrageously awesome line up of artists who are scheduled to perform at the festival. I went through the list and the following are the reasons why I should be there:

Avicii, Dragonette, Florence + the Machine, Gotye, Kaskade (Kill me now), Martin Solveig, Radiohead (oh sadness), Swedish House Mafia, Wild Beasts *

Florence of Florence and the Machine. Primal, to the animal core music

Gotye

WILD BEASTS. Their song Hooting and Howling is a favorite

*this list is from a lineup of more or less 120 musical acts. Mine is a very, very short list which is painful because I would like to meet all the other groups. =(( SAAD

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Someone, please provide me a contact who has once dreamed and was eventually able to go to Coachella for I will print his photo and keep it in my wallet for inspiration. I promise to myself, I will go to Coachella before I die.