I was informed that this was shown exclusively in Greenbelt/ Glorietta earlier this month but if you can get a copy (forgive me for saying this… even a pirated one for I’ve seen this in a pirated version that belongs to my bestfriend) GO GET ONE & WATCH IT.
If you love the Beatles, or the movie version of RENT and Moulin Rouge add this film to your favorites list.
And if you can’t get enough of the movie, a 31 track deluxe Soundtrack CD edition is available which featured all the songs by the cast from the movie (again I’m sorry for saying this… I downloaded my copy from Limewire… what can I do? It’s not available here in Pinas).
This is definitely the best movie (for me) of 1st quarter 2008 (even though this was originally released last year).
Monday, March 24, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Bohol & Dumaguete Pictures
What would be the best way to describe the wonderful sceneries of Bohol and Dumaguete than the pictures?
Went to Bohol last Feb 28-Mar 1 with my good friends Dines, Jeng, Udeng, Rhea & Mamay and with new friends Ingrid & Bert. Then Mar 1-2 we went to Dumaguete where Jenny was able to join us.
Went to Bohol last Feb 28-Mar 1 with my good friends Dines, Jeng, Udeng, Rhea & Mamay and with new friends Ingrid & Bert. Then Mar 1-2 we went to Dumaguete where Jenny was able to join us.
Di na to chronologically arranged, labo labo na hehehe :)
hide & seek at Bohol Beach Club
Islands Souvenirs models
sunset at Villa del Sol, Bohol
at Jo's Inato Bohol
at the foot of the stairs - Chocolate Hills Observatory
Islands Souvenirs models
sunset at Villa del Sol, Bohol
at Jo's Inato Bohol
at the foot of the stairs - Chocolate Hills Observatory
mermaids of Bohol Beach Club
at Hinagdanan Cave Bohol
jump!
the girls
with Rhea, Dines & Bert at Bohol Beach Club (see the shore? that white... ganda as in)
at Hinagdanan Cave Bohol
jump!
the girls
with Rhea, Dines & Bert at Bohol Beach Club (see the shore? that white... ganda as in)
with Dines & Jen under the Dumaguete sun
Apo Island Dauin, Negros Oriental (ganda!)
the girls at Apo Island (Rhea, Bert, Ingrid, Dinah & Jen)
Jen at Apo Island beach
Rhea at Apo Island, Negros
Apo Island Dauin, Negros Oriental (ganda!)
the girls at Apo Island (Rhea, Bert, Ingrid, Dinah & Jen)
Jen at Apo Island beach
Rhea at Apo Island, Negros
the gang at the blood compact site
at Baclayon Church (Baclayon, Bohol) 2nd oldest restored church in the Philippines
good morning B0hol! on our way to chase Dolphins (5 am kuha to)
at the poolside of Bohol Beach Club
World Famous Bohol Beach Club (uber sa ganda)
at Baclayon Church (Baclayon, Bohol) 2nd oldest restored church in the Philippines
good morning B0hol! on our way to chase Dolphins (5 am kuha to)
at the poolside of Bohol Beach Club
World Famous Bohol Beach Club (uber sa ganda)
at the Chocolate Hills Observatory
another picture at the Chocolate Hills Observatory
Chocolate Hills
Tarsier (not a monkey but a primate)
Buffet lunch at Loboc River (Bohol, Tagbilaran)
another picture at the Chocolate Hills Observatory
Chocolate Hills
Tarsier (not a monkey but a primate)
Buffet lunch at Loboc River (Bohol, Tagbilaran)
Ms. Silliman 1901, este Jenny at Silliman University
beautiful Orchid Collection of Mang Jo (hehehe close kame)
Jen, Udeng, Jeng, Mamay, Bert & Ingrid at Jo's Inato Dumaguete
Sea Forest Resort, Dumaguete City - The Unbeatable Love Triangle (Jen followed by Udeng who's being chased by Jeng hehehe)
Tagbilaran Airport
beautiful Orchid Collection of Mang Jo (hehehe close kame)
Jen, Udeng, Jeng, Mamay, Bert & Ingrid at Jo's Inato Dumaguete
Sea Forest Resort, Dumaguete City - The Unbeatable Love Triangle (Jen followed by Udeng who's being chased by Jeng hehehe)
Tagbilaran Airport
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
My Eulogy for dear Bulan
I can’t help but feel sad over my hometown’s non-stop battling over a “mala ZTE” scam. I spent my intellect forming days in that formerly happy town, I had a lot of wonderful memories in high school and college sem breaks there. I was even given the chance to experience what it’s like to be a public leader for a week when I became a town councilor elect during my Junior HS year’s Boy & Girl week. It’s a week where student leaders from different HS in our town elect among their peers the mayor, vice mayor, and kagawads then the elected officers will appoint their cabinet members… it was fun when you’re young because all we did was hang around the mayor’s office playing scrabble and exchanging school gossips. But not everything in that week is fun, fun, fun… we also attended the council session where plans for our dear town were made. The little mayor even married an old couple in a civil ceremony. It was amusing but at the same time there was a huge responsibility being served in our plates because we were being formed and molded into becoming tomorrow’s leaders.
I don’t know if I should feel disappointed because as a member of our town I did nothing to support the place. I’ve been outside Bulan for the longest time more than half my life, it was my parents who really spent their time in our town. But now even my parents are here in Manila. I am not sure if I am allowed to spill out my observations… I am not sure if I am entitled to feel bad against the administration & the opposition. I don’t support either of them and I can’t condemn anyone either. I am just a bystander, reading and just being informed about how our town is now a hodgepodge of crimes, corruptions and other unimaginable sad things.
I can’t help but feel little again over the fact that I am really living a shallow life. I can’t help but feel troubled over things that made me really gleeful in high school. I’m gonna miss my old town. I’m going to miss the town that made me realize how fun it is to grow up in a quiet place if you’re surrounded by trustworthy folks and a community that supports you and think about what’s best for your welfare. I’m going to miss Bulan, because now the old town I love is dead.
I don’t know if I should feel disappointed because as a member of our town I did nothing to support the place. I’ve been outside Bulan for the longest time more than half my life, it was my parents who really spent their time in our town. But now even my parents are here in Manila. I am not sure if I am allowed to spill out my observations… I am not sure if I am entitled to feel bad against the administration & the opposition. I don’t support either of them and I can’t condemn anyone either. I am just a bystander, reading and just being informed about how our town is now a hodgepodge of crimes, corruptions and other unimaginable sad things.
I can’t help but feel little again over the fact that I am really living a shallow life. I can’t help but feel troubled over things that made me really gleeful in high school. I’m gonna miss my old town. I’m going to miss the town that made me realize how fun it is to grow up in a quiet place if you’re surrounded by trustworthy folks and a community that supports you and think about what’s best for your welfare. I’m going to miss Bulan, because now the old town I love is dead.
Monday, March 03, 2008
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