I had a talk with L. One of those very rare non-phallic conversations that we get to enjoy once in a great-great while. She was thinking about moving to Cebu with her older brother.

She mentioned of a newly opened film school there set up by people directly from Mowelfund.





And now here I am, thinking.

I am now considering relocating to Cebu.

@ A very sudden change in my monotonous life is very much welcome. For months now, every day of my life has become dreadfully routinary; wake up around 5pm - go to work - run my nine hours blabbing on the phonelines - go home and attempt to get a very peaceful sleep and get interrupted either by the hot climate or by Marie (my next room neighbor) listening to some annoying music.

In the middle of it, i just want time to pause and listen to me shout my lungs out.

"STOP!"

There are even times during my journey to work when I would think of jumping out of the vehicle while it's in top speed. Kahit maaksidente ok lang...para lang maiba. Not very logical.

I think Sanity is giving up on me.


I think I shall find my peace in Cebu.



@ There aren't a lot of film schools in Manila. I mean, UP offers the course, but hey, it's me we're talking about here. 'Nuff said.


@ There are a LOT of Cebuano bands I'd like to see. Pulling in from Urban Dub and CAttski as well as Smooth Friction and Happy Days

But then again, like I said, I'm still considering it.

I'm gonna spend my shifts thinking about it.

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Pol Medina Jr.




I was wondering what it would be like to color Pol Medina Jr. and it took me about eight hours to find out. It was wierd during the first two hours of convincing myself that he didn't particularly give me the artwork to color, after that it was fine.

I'm still doing what I loved doing way back in preparatory school, do coloring books. Only this time, technology made sure I had more creative control than what those cheap-ass crayons had to offer.

Nax!

I am officially 22 years old.

Getting old.

Let's play...


if you call me Wee, then you are part of one of my high school barkadas
if you get mad at me and call me Luisito, then you are my Mom
if you keep on laughing minutes after a joke is over, then you must be Yuri
if you call me Kamatis and try to grab my crotch, then you are LL
if you immediately make faces the moment we make eye contact, then you must be my Ate Christie
if you call me Louie, then you are my landlady, Tita Edna
if you call me Anthony, then you are one of my classmates back in Fingermath
if you pronounce my name as Loowis then you are my college buddy Marc
if you insist on calling me manyak, then you must be Karla
if your only response is to grunt whenever I call you or ask a question, you are Kuya Edwin
if you call me adik, you must be Tin
if you pronounce my name as Loowus then you are Thads
if you insist that anyone around me is my Daddy (whatever that means), then you are Frances
if you keep on calling me Lulu, then you are Janice
if you call me Luichi, then you are Cherry
if your only response to everything I say is a slap, then you are Jeramie
if you call me Bagote or Tommy Abuel, then you are Red
if every sentence you say has to have the word "nyeer," then you are Carol
if you call me sweety, honey, Baby Boy, etc, then you are my boss, Evert
if you call me Olib, then you are Tua
if you call me Mr. Luis, then you are Tita Syl
if you call me Kamatis and then shrieks "Aaay!", then you are Mimay
if you're an indie artist with a signature that says pislabenrakenrol, then you are Kuya Vin
if all your jokes are corny but people still laugh at them, then you are Carlo
if you call me Ti Luis, then you are my nephew Darren