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After effects of the writers strike

tiara — Sat, 12 Apr 2008 17:15:46 +0000

A common complaint among writers or at least those I know of is the measly salary they get. I am not a pro at writing but I did some freelance jobs the past year and yeah, I wasn’t happy at all with the payment. Blogging pays better and it’s much easier though. Writing articles for newspapers and other traditional media requires intensive research and even though you’re passionate about the career you sometimes wonder if it’s worth it, especially when the landlord is at your door asking for your monthly rent.

When hollywood’s writers staged a strike I was a bit surprised. Hollywood is a very lucrative industry, known for lavish parties, luxurious clothes, and dazzling over the top salaries or talent fees. Apparently their writers are plagued by the same problem our writers face here. Sad. I think writers should get what they really deserve, they are after all the backbone of any movie or tv show. So what if it has good excellent cinematography or digital effects or the most popular stars in the planet? Without a good script the show will just be another bimbo with big boobs and blonde hair with a very empty brain. I have to read more about the issue still and see what demands were met by the industry…but this is all I can say: hooray writers!

reminiscing baguio

tiara — Thu, 12 Apr 2007 06:13:00 +0000

dududu…dumaguete!

tiara — Thu, 12 Apr 2007 05:39:00 +0000

im leaving for dumaguete tomorrow…yey!
im a little nervous though. this will be the second time that im travelling all by myself. the first one was last october to baguio city. that was fun…but scary at the same time. i am quite paranoid when it comes to visiting new places. thoughts of being mugged, kidnapped, or getting lost play over and over in my mind. fortunately… bad and scrupulous men have stayed out of my path during travels. cant imagine how i’d react if ever im mugged.

im all packed and ready to go. the original plan was to go by boat to Cebu…my mother, however disapproves. she says its dangerous for a first timer especially for a girl. ha! i think she doesn’t trust me. hehe. so instead of the boat ride that i was looking forward to, i am to go to cebu by plane tomorrow then get on a bus to dumaguete.

im excited. hope everything goes well. wish me luck.

tiara — Mon, 09 Apr 2007 18:36:00 +0000

political shit

tiara — Mon, 09 Apr 2007 18:13:00 +0000

election season. smell it. better yet…watch it, with eyes and ears wide open.
expensive and sassy political ads on tv.
posters with ugly faces on walls and trees.
cheap mobiles with built in megaphones blaring out names of the candidates.
calls for ‘clean elections’.
circus drama in hope of getting attention.
paying celebrities to campaign and vouch for them.

sick. all sick. just thinking of the millions of pesos spent on campaign paraphernalia boils my blood. how dare they spend millions on selfish campaigns when stats show that millions of filipinos are not getting the education they deserve? how bout the hundreds of homeless people on the streets shunned by the state coz they are ‘trash’. fuck you. they are ‘trash’ because you turned them to trash. elections translate to change? my ass. in my definition, elections means change, yes, change of names of the greedy people running the state.

wake up people.

in protest

tiara — Sun, 08 Apr 2007 09:56:00 +0000

all work and no play

tiara — Sun, 08 Apr 2007 09:54:00 +0000

im bored.
all work. papers. acads. papers. papers. papers.
sigh.
im tired of writing.
i just wish that for once i could have one semester where i wont have to write about something i don’t like. but it looks i have no choice. lecheng anthro.

i want to go out…have fun… go on dates…and get drunk without thinking of the papers i still have to write.

i want my old life back. but come to think of it… i can hardly remember what my old life was like. damn.

ramblings

tiara — Sun, 08 Apr 2007 09:53:00 +0000

3 days ago i was feeling ok… then came the headaches. i thought it was just the sudden change of weather. damn mountainous areas for their very unpredictable weather. then came the coughs…once or thrice a day at first but lately the constant weezing of my lungs bugs my ears every 5 minutes, causing me to stoop and droop and before i’d know it, im gonna fall flat on my face. okay. exag. but what the heck. i feel like my life is sucked out of me everytime i cough. last is fever. yeah yeah. i know its the flu. stupid of me for not figuring that out quickly. then i could have done something about it. but i’ve been very busy lately. there too many things going on in my life right now that i forget to take care of myself.

if only the weather would cooperate. but no, the gods just wont allow it. i bet they have fun everytime they see us confused about the sudden change of weather. get this:

9am: i go out of my room to check the weather outside and see what kinds of clothes and gear i should prepare. you see, here in mintal, we dont have the luxury of having jeepneys all the time, how much more with taxis. sigh. all we have are the habal habal with their kaskaserong drivers who have no helmets, no licenses and no insurance at all. and yep, i still do wonder why i put up with all of those just to be in this supposedly ‘premier university’.

10 am: i go to school. its warm and dry, in other words, the sun’s up, i dress comfortably-jeans, tank and slippers. i thought of bringing my jacket with me but decided not to because its too bulky and it was too warm anyway.

11:30am: lunch. still warm. but i could feel the cold drift once in a while. i hope to god it wouldnt rain and thinking of whether to skip school or not just to avoid the possibily of being soaked. then i remember that i’ve reached the maximum no. of absences allowed. damn. no choice.

4:00pm: wlang hiya. punyeta. it rained. and im soaked. shivering, i go home, and the next day i feel so bad i could hardly get up. no jeepney in sight, no taxi here either. no wonder i get sick a lot during the rainy days.

pambabalaj

tiara — Sun, 08 Apr 2007 09:53:00 +0000

minsan naiisip ko kung bakit patuloy akong nakikihalubilo sa mga taong wlang ginawa kundi manggulo sa mundo ko. ngunit sa patuloy na pagmumuni muni napagtanto qng di ganito kakulay ang aking mundo kung wla clang mga pilit na humuhila sa akin pababa. marahil ay wla lng clang magawa, tulad ko. o malamang ay inggit lng sila sa kagandahan at talento ko. wahaha. kaya ang post na ito ay alay ko sa kanila. at oo, mahal ko kau kahit na alam kong pang mental ospital ang pagiisip nyo.
pamela wan ( two at three)
mula’t sapul ay di na kami nagkasundo ng babaeng ito. di ko nga maalala kung san nagsimula ang lahat. siguro nga ay bunga ito ng aming pagkakasunod. kc nman ang mga magulang ko di ata marunong magfamily planning kaya eto: we’re stuck with each other. noon pa man ay sya na ang bida sa bahay, kahit pa na ito ay dahil sa sya ay isang dakilang pasaway at pala-away. panaglihi ata sa world war 2. kaya aun, kung magisip ay parang nasa gyera. madalas rn kaming magsabunutan nun…sa mga kadalihanang may gusto syang nasa akin pero ayaw kong ibigay atbp. naaalala ko pa nga nung nanalo ako sa spelling bee kung saan naging magkatunggali kami. kala ko ay papalipasin lng nya ito. ngunit hindi. gumawa ng malaking gulo ang bruha at sa huli ay binilhan sya ng something kasi nga may prize ako. kumusta nman un? lately, ay di ko na sya masyadong pinapansin. may sarili na akong buhay…malayo sa kanya…malayo sa kanilang lahat. akala ko ay titigil na ang negative vibes na galing sa kanya. pero hindi. ang laki kc ng galit nya sa mundo, sa akin, sa aming ina at ama. pero marahil ay di gnun ang pait na nadarama nya kung natutunan lng nyang laruin ang laro ng anak at magulang..kung di nya muna pinairal ang pagiging ‘im angry at you bcos ur chuva… echus at echus’ kc sa huli ay sya pa rin ang lugi. ang power ay nasa aming mga magulang…kaya kung pasaway k eh good luck na lng. kahit anong gawin nya forever na kaming nakatali sa kanila. kung minsan ay nagkakasundo rin nman kmi na duda ko ay dahil sa plastican. pero cge, go…keri lng. kaya lng ang di ko nagugustuhan ay yung parang kinokontra nya ako…at patalikod pa kung tumira. ano b ang gnawa q sa kanya at gnun na lng ang galit nya? dahil ba nasa up ako? dahil ba open ako kung ano ang gusto ko at nais matutunan? well, di ko na kasalanan un. ginagaw nya kong palaging reference point eh…meron bang i like this chuva music coz it has no screams etc (translate: coz my sister likes this kind of music). hay. cguro im reading between the lines na rn pero meron pang isa. narinig ko silang naguusap ng isang kapatid ko na in all sense ay talaga nmang mas close sila. ang pinaguusapan nila ay ang aking interes sa photography. sabi pa nya, ung kaibigan raw nya magaling at magaganda ang mga kuha, ala-propesyonal di tulad kay ate na napaka-feeling as if nman magaganda ang kuha ko. well. totoo naman. d nga ako magaling dahil ang pinahayag ko lng nman ay interesado ako sa photography. at ibang uri ng photography ang gusto q compared sa kaibigan nya. ang nkakatawa lng eh bakit kailangan pa nya manggamit ng ibang tao? dahil ba sa hindi nya ako malalamangan hangga’t di sya gumagamit ng ibang tao? sigh. nakakalungkot na nakakaawa talaga.
to be continued….

que sera sera

tiara — Sun, 08 Apr 2007 09:51:00 +0000

it may be a line so old that if someone blurts it out you’ll probably smirk and say ‘yeah right, whatever’ but the heck its a good excuse, a good reason. for what? i dunno. depends on a lot of things. in my case…it is because i choose to leave things to the fates. does it hurt? no. not really. i dont think im capable of hurting that much. over the years i’ve learned to numb myself…as a friend used to say, its a wall and its quite hard to scale it. but sometimes… when i let go of my thoughts…i think of things and what could happen and what could have happened… so many scenes flash in my mind. hundreds of them but one or two stands out. and im losing sleep over it.

whatever will be will be.things are just not ok for me, for him, well, for everyone. there are laws we cannot break…its been there even before we met and i wouldn’t risk hurting anyone just because you and i are feeling restless and bored. maybe, just maybe, if we meet again in another 3 or 5 years…when we’re a little older and mature? though i doubt it. who knows? but right now…let leave it to the fates. i chose this path. go with urs…and let us leave all else to the fates.

whatever will be will be.