Been away for two weeks, mainly because we've had a baby!!!!
Her name is Calista Jade, born on October 30, 2003 at 12:03 am, weighing 8 lbs. and 5 oz.
These past two weeks have been two weeks of sleepless nights, and many more in the year to come, but that pales in comparison to the joy Kuki and I feel when we see, hold, and take care of our precious daughter. Like a friend said, "Prepare for the happiest year of sleepless nights in your life."
But I digress. We went to the doctor for our bi-weekly check-up last October 27, and she told us that the baby still had no progress, and her due date was Oct. 30. So she advised us to check-in at the hospital the next day, to try and induce labor. A birth via C.S. (Caesarian Section) was only to be our last option.
So that's what we did. We spent almost the whole next day in the Lamaze room, but the baby still wouldn't come out. Oct. 29, the dctor advised me to just stay in the hospital room, and they'll call me if there are any further developments. At around 11:40, they sent for me. They told me that they're gonna go for a C.S., because the baby's heartbeat had begun to slow down. I gave my consent, and at 12:03am, Jade was born.
They wheeled Kuki out at around 5:20am. The reason why they had to do C.S. is becaue the baby won't fit through Kuki's pelvic bones. What a big baby! When we got to look at her for the first time in the nursery, everyone was surprised because she didn't look like a newborn at all. And she was the biggest baby there. I just thank God that she came out okay and healthy.
Thanks to everyone who visited us at the hospital, and to all our well-wishers. We really appreciate it. Thanks again!!!
Friday, November 14, 2003
Tuesday, October 21, 2003
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
My day started out bad.
First, I forgot my wallet. So I had to drive back to the apartment to get it.
Then, while driving, the Tamaraw FX in front of me suddenly swerved onto my lane. I had to swerve too to avoid him, but hit a pedicab that was next to me. My bumper got scratched in a big way. And the car isn't even a month old.
Sigh. Here's hoping this day won't turn out to be all bad.
First, I forgot my wallet. So I had to drive back to the apartment to get it.
Then, while driving, the Tamaraw FX in front of me suddenly swerved onto my lane. I had to swerve too to avoid him, but hit a pedicab that was next to me. My bumper got scratched in a big way. And the car isn't even a month old.
Sigh. Here's hoping this day won't turn out to be all bad.
Monday, September 08, 2003
Better than saying "I love you..."
Marty wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table. He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.
Marty looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So's the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping. Love you."
So he goes to the kitchen and sure enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.
Marty asks. "Son, what happened last night?"
His son says, "Well, you came home after 3 AM, drunk and delirious. Broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door."
Confused, Marty asks, "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?"
His son replies. "Oh that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you said, "Lady, leave me alone, I'm married!"
Marty wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table. He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.
Marty looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So's the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping. Love you."
So he goes to the kitchen and sure enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.
Marty asks. "Son, what happened last night?"
His son says, "Well, you came home after 3 AM, drunk and delirious. Broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door."
Confused, Marty asks, "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?"
His son replies. "Oh that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you said, "Lady, leave me alone, I'm married!"
Friday, August 29, 2003
My website was included in PC World (Philippines) magazine's list of websites about Philippine Komiks. They got it all wrong, though. They said the website was Sanduguan but wrote my link instead. Oh, well, at least the link is there and that's what matters.
You can read the article online at KOMIX 101. And, in case some of you are interested, you can also visit my website, CapsuleZone.
And also visit Sanduguan.
You can read the article online at KOMIX 101. And, in case some of you are interested, you can also visit my website, CapsuleZone.
And also visit Sanduguan.
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
If you've been to my website, there's a chance you might have seen THE WITNESS, done in collaboration with Carlo Borromeo, a Cebu-based writer and an e-mail buddy of mine. We haven't actually met, but have several projects in the works. I just got word from Carlo that and independent filmmaker in Cebu is going to do a short film based on THE WITNESS, and as a guy who likes movies, I think that it's a great idea. When more news about this project becomes available, I'll post it here.
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
BATMAN: DEAD END.
If you've been surfing around the net looking for all things Batman for the past few days like I have, chances are you've come across this independently produced film. Or maybe you've even read or heard all the hype surrounding this 8-minute movie. So many people have said that this is the best live-action Batman ever. I guess you'll just have to see for yourself by clicking the tilte above.
I admit, it was well-directed. The action scenes are good, none of that wire-action so prevalent in movies today. It was moody and dark, but you can still see what was happening very clearly. Batman's costume is also very well done, although some people might disagree with me on this. I've read one comment saying that Batman looked like "Adam West on Steroids." But this is the best "faithful" translation of the costume from comic to the screen.
The story left something to be desired. Truth to tell, there isn't much of one. The dialogue was a bit inconsistent, and the plotline veers off in a whole different direction halfway through. Think FROM DUSK TIL DAWN and you'll get the idea.
It may seem like I'm griping, but this movie is very damn watchable. If Warner Bros. gets to see this, it wouldn't be a bad idea to hand over the directing reins of the next Batman movie to this film's director, Sandy Collora.
And in case you were wondering, I actually liked From Dusk 'Til Dawn.
If you've been surfing around the net looking for all things Batman for the past few days like I have, chances are you've come across this independently produced film. Or maybe you've even read or heard all the hype surrounding this 8-minute movie. So many people have said that this is the best live-action Batman ever. I guess you'll just have to see for yourself by clicking the tilte above.
I admit, it was well-directed. The action scenes are good, none of that wire-action so prevalent in movies today. It was moody and dark, but you can still see what was happening very clearly. Batman's costume is also very well done, although some people might disagree with me on this. I've read one comment saying that Batman looked like "Adam West on Steroids." But this is the best "faithful" translation of the costume from comic to the screen.
The story left something to be desired. Truth to tell, there isn't much of one. The dialogue was a bit inconsistent, and the plotline veers off in a whole different direction halfway through. Think FROM DUSK TIL DAWN and you'll get the idea.
It may seem like I'm griping, but this movie is very damn watchable. If Warner Bros. gets to see this, it wouldn't be a bad idea to hand over the directing reins of the next Batman movie to this film's director, Sandy Collora.
And in case you were wondering, I actually liked From Dusk 'Til Dawn.
Saturday, June 21, 2003
What movies taught us....
- Large, loft-style apartments in New York City are well within the price range of most people--whether they are employed or not.
- At least one of a pair of identical twins is born evil.
- Should you decide to defuse a bomb, don't worry which wire to cut. You will always choose the right one.
- Most laptop computers are powerful enough to override the communications system of any invading alien society.
- It does not matter if you are heavily outnumbered in a fight involving martial arts: your enemies will wait patiently to attack you one by one by dancing around in a threatening manner until you have knocked out their predecessors.
- When you turn out the light to go to bed, everything in your bedroom will still be clearly visible, just slightly bluish.
- If you are blonde and pretty, it is possible to become a world expert on nuclear fission at the age of 22.
- Honest and hard working policemen are traditionally gunned down three days before their retirement.
- Rather than wasting bullets, megalomaniacs prefer to kill their arch enemies using complicated machinery involving fuses, pulley systems, deadly gasses, lasers, and man-eating sharks, which will allow their captives at least 20 minutes to escape.
- All beds have special L-shaped cover sheets that reach the armpit level on a woman but only to waist level on the man lying beside her.
- All grocery shopping bags contain at least one stick of French bread.
- It's easy for anyone to land a plane providing there is someone in the control tower to talk you down.
- Once applied, lipstick will never rub off--even while scuba diving.
- You're very likely to survive any battle in any war unless you make the mistake of showing someone a picture of your sweetheart back home.
- Should you wish to pass yourself off as a German or Russian officer, it will not be necessary to speak the language. A German or Russian accent will do.
- The Eiffel Tower can be seen from any window in Paris.
- A man will show no pain while taking the most ferocious beating, but will wince when a woman tries to clean his wounds.
- If a large pane of glass is visible, someone will be thrown through it before long.
- If staying in a haunted house, women should investigate any strange noises in their most revealing underwear.
- Word processors never display a cursor on screen but will always say: Enter Password Now.
- Even wh en driving down a perfectly straight road, it is necessary to turn the steering wheel vigorously from left to right every few moments.
- All bombs are fitted with electronic timing devices with large red readouts so you know exactly when they're going to go off.
- A detective can only solve a case once he has been suspended from duty.
- If you decide to start dancing in the street, everyone you meet will know all the steps.
- Police departments give their officers personality tests to make sure they are deliberately assigned a partner who is their total opposite.
- When they are alone, all foreign military officers prefer to speak to each other in English.
- Large, loft-style apartments in New York City are well within the price range of most people--whether they are employed or not.
- At least one of a pair of identical twins is born evil.
- Should you decide to defuse a bomb, don't worry which wire to cut. You will always choose the right one.
- Most laptop computers are powerful enough to override the communications system of any invading alien society.
- It does not matter if you are heavily outnumbered in a fight involving martial arts: your enemies will wait patiently to attack you one by one by dancing around in a threatening manner until you have knocked out their predecessors.
- When you turn out the light to go to bed, everything in your bedroom will still be clearly visible, just slightly bluish.
- If you are blonde and pretty, it is possible to become a world expert on nuclear fission at the age of 22.
- Honest and hard working policemen are traditionally gunned down three days before their retirement.
- Rather than wasting bullets, megalomaniacs prefer to kill their arch enemies using complicated machinery involving fuses, pulley systems, deadly gasses, lasers, and man-eating sharks, which will allow their captives at least 20 minutes to escape.
- All beds have special L-shaped cover sheets that reach the armpit level on a woman but only to waist level on the man lying beside her.
- All grocery shopping bags contain at least one stick of French bread.
- It's easy for anyone to land a plane providing there is someone in the control tower to talk you down.
- Once applied, lipstick will never rub off--even while scuba diving.
- You're very likely to survive any battle in any war unless you make the mistake of showing someone a picture of your sweetheart back home.
- Should you wish to pass yourself off as a German or Russian officer, it will not be necessary to speak the language. A German or Russian accent will do.
- The Eiffel Tower can be seen from any window in Paris.
- A man will show no pain while taking the most ferocious beating, but will wince when a woman tries to clean his wounds.
- If a large pane of glass is visible, someone will be thrown through it before long.
- If staying in a haunted house, women should investigate any strange noises in their most revealing underwear.
- Word processors never display a cursor on screen but will always say: Enter Password Now.
- Even wh en driving down a perfectly straight road, it is necessary to turn the steering wheel vigorously from left to right every few moments.
- All bombs are fitted with electronic timing devices with large red readouts so you know exactly when they're going to go off.
- A detective can only solve a case once he has been suspended from duty.
- If you decide to start dancing in the street, everyone you meet will know all the steps.
- Police departments give their officers personality tests to make sure they are deliberately assigned a partner who is their total opposite.
- When they are alone, all foreign military officers prefer to speak to each other in English.
Tuesday, June 17, 2003
IT'S A GIRL!!!! (well... most probably.)
Kuki and I went to the doctor yesterday for her monthly pregnancy check-up, and it ws time for our second ultrasound. The baby was in a breech position (suhi to my fellow Pinoys), but the doc said not to worry, most babies go back to the right position after a while.
There was no visible sign of a penis, but there also wasn't a visible sign that there's a slit in between the baby's legs, indicating that it's a girl. But the doc said in all likelihood it is a girl. The baby's 5 months old, and we'll get to know for sure on the seventh month.
The first ultrasound we had, the baby looked like a peanut... but this time you could see that it's really another human being in there. You could see the legs, the face, the arms... you could even count her fingers.
I hope everything goes well during this pregnancy, and I thank God for taking care of Kuki and the baby.
Kuki and I went to the doctor yesterday for her monthly pregnancy check-up, and it ws time for our second ultrasound. The baby was in a breech position (suhi to my fellow Pinoys), but the doc said not to worry, most babies go back to the right position after a while.
There was no visible sign of a penis, but there also wasn't a visible sign that there's a slit in between the baby's legs, indicating that it's a girl. But the doc said in all likelihood it is a girl. The baby's 5 months old, and we'll get to know for sure on the seventh month.
The first ultrasound we had, the baby looked like a peanut... but this time you could see that it's really another human being in there. You could see the legs, the face, the arms... you could even count her fingers.
I hope everything goes well during this pregnancy, and I thank God for taking care of Kuki and the baby.
Thursday, June 12, 2003
In keeping with my two previous blogs and in celebration of Philippine Independence Day, here's a forwarded e-mail I'd like to share with my fellow Pilipinos...
KUMAIN KA NA?
Kanin, Sinangag, Suman, Arroz Caldo, Lugaw, Puto, Kutsinta, at iba pang Kakanin,
halina't mag-anyaya kumain at magdiwang, busugin ang diwa at tiyan ng kapatirang tunay na tunay na Pilipino!
This June 12, 2003, as God is present... in the murmur of a gentle breeze (1 Kings 19:12) , cheerily waving our Philippine flags hoisted in flag poles, tied to vehicle antennas, proudly displayed wherever it is hanged, and as school kids may draw and color the Philippine flag on bond paper, let us with loving brotherly concern greet each other "Kumain Ka Na?"
Of all the unique Filipino trait that is being practised daily, more or less five times a day, is the invitation to eat, to partake of one's meal or meryenda, to fill one's stomach with our daily bread which the good Lord has gracefully given.
With rice as our staple food, once eaten by a cupful or two during meals, rice meals easily gets digested with the ample serving of ulam or viand. Hence, the habit of taking in-between snacks to fill in the craving gap. Nowadays, more Filipinos get by with a cup of coffee only, and maybe pandesal, or a hot bowl of instant noodles in the morning, light snack in between lunch and dinner.
One hears the line exchanged in offices, homes, work sites, and school, and is more often greeted with the one-liner during lunch breaks. It is almost unetiquette, like social bad manners or sign of selfness, when one just go ahead to eat without the customary invitation to eat, asked with sincerity or not, or even maybe a little worst, be sitted eating, alone. For the Filipinos, the more the merrier, the more rice, the heartier appetite, such warm instant gratification to feed one's being.
So, this Philippine Independence Day, let us be mindful of our katabi, our kabayans' hand-to-mouth existence, and with sincere concern sprinkled with celebratory tidings, of being alive, independendent- financially or otherwise, pack an extra helping, share our baon, and witness the Lord's bountiful miracle of multiplication of spiritual acts of kindness and generosity, straight from the heart to the tummy. Remember as we say our grace, our less fortunate Filipinos without meals or jobs, be thankful you have yours, or about to have, and let us try to unify our lives, works and goals to make our Philippines, truly independent of poverty, strife and ignorance, but dependent on God's Almighty power, his mercy and love, to bless the Filipinos' aspirations and good deeds.
MALIGAYANG PAGKAKA-ISA, PILIPINOS !
KUMAIN KA NA?
Kanin, Sinangag, Suman, Arroz Caldo, Lugaw, Puto, Kutsinta, at iba pang Kakanin,
halina't mag-anyaya kumain at magdiwang, busugin ang diwa at tiyan ng kapatirang tunay na tunay na Pilipino!
This June 12, 2003, as God is present... in the murmur of a gentle breeze (1 Kings 19:12) , cheerily waving our Philippine flags hoisted in flag poles, tied to vehicle antennas, proudly displayed wherever it is hanged, and as school kids may draw and color the Philippine flag on bond paper, let us with loving brotherly concern greet each other "Kumain Ka Na?"
Of all the unique Filipino trait that is being practised daily, more or less five times a day, is the invitation to eat, to partake of one's meal or meryenda, to fill one's stomach with our daily bread which the good Lord has gracefully given.
With rice as our staple food, once eaten by a cupful or two during meals, rice meals easily gets digested with the ample serving of ulam or viand. Hence, the habit of taking in-between snacks to fill in the craving gap. Nowadays, more Filipinos get by with a cup of coffee only, and maybe pandesal, or a hot bowl of instant noodles in the morning, light snack in between lunch and dinner.
One hears the line exchanged in offices, homes, work sites, and school, and is more often greeted with the one-liner during lunch breaks. It is almost unetiquette, like social bad manners or sign of selfness, when one just go ahead to eat without the customary invitation to eat, asked with sincerity or not, or even maybe a little worst, be sitted eating, alone. For the Filipinos, the more the merrier, the more rice, the heartier appetite, such warm instant gratification to feed one's being.
So, this Philippine Independence Day, let us be mindful of our katabi, our kabayans' hand-to-mouth existence, and with sincere concern sprinkled with celebratory tidings, of being alive, independendent- financially or otherwise, pack an extra helping, share our baon, and witness the Lord's bountiful miracle of multiplication of spiritual acts of kindness and generosity, straight from the heart to the tummy. Remember as we say our grace, our less fortunate Filipinos without meals or jobs, be thankful you have yours, or about to have, and let us try to unify our lives, works and goals to make our Philippines, truly independent of poverty, strife and ignorance, but dependent on God's Almighty power, his mercy and love, to bless the Filipinos' aspirations and good deeds.
MALIGAYANG PAGKAKA-ISA, PILIPINOS !
Friday, June 06, 2003
My previous blog was somewhat about food, so here's another one...
ONE TRUE LOVE
The little old couple walked slowly into McDonalds that cold winter evening. They looked out of place amid the young families and young couples eating there that night. Some of the customers looked admiringly at them. You could tell what the admirers were thinking. "Look, there is a couple who has been through a lot together, probably for 60 years or more!"
The little old man walked right up to the cash register, placed his order with no hesitation and then paid for their meal. The couple took a table near the back wall and started taking food off of the tray. There was one hamburger, one order of french fries and one drink.
The little old man unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half. He placed one half in front of his wife. Then he carefully counted out the french fries, divided them in two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife. He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip and then set the cup down between them.
As the man began to eat his few bites of hamburger the crowd began to get restless. Again you could tell what they were thinking. "That poor old couple. All they can afford is one meal for the two of them."
As the man began to eat his french fries one young man stood and came over to the old couples table. He politely offered to buy another meal for the old couple to eat.
The old man replied that they were just fine. They were used to sharing everything. Then the crowd noticed that the little old lady hadn't eaten a bite. She just sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns sipping the drink.
Again the young man came over and begged them to him buy them something to eat. This time the lady explained that no, they were used to sharing everything together.
As the little old man finished eating and was wiping his face neatly with a napkin the young man could stand it no longer. Again he came over to their table and offered to buy some food. After being politely refused again he finally asked a question of the little old lady, "Ma'am, why aren't you eating? You said that you share everything. What is it that you are waiting for?"
She answered, "The teeth."
ONE TRUE LOVE
The little old couple walked slowly into McDonalds that cold winter evening. They looked out of place amid the young families and young couples eating there that night. Some of the customers looked admiringly at them. You could tell what the admirers were thinking. "Look, there is a couple who has been through a lot together, probably for 60 years or more!"
The little old man walked right up to the cash register, placed his order with no hesitation and then paid for their meal. The couple took a table near the back wall and started taking food off of the tray. There was one hamburger, one order of french fries and one drink.
The little old man unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half. He placed one half in front of his wife. Then he carefully counted out the french fries, divided them in two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife. He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip and then set the cup down between them.
As the man began to eat his few bites of hamburger the crowd began to get restless. Again you could tell what they were thinking. "That poor old couple. All they can afford is one meal for the two of them."
As the man began to eat his french fries one young man stood and came over to the old couples table. He politely offered to buy another meal for the old couple to eat.
The old man replied that they were just fine. They were used to sharing everything. Then the crowd noticed that the little old lady hadn't eaten a bite. She just sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns sipping the drink.
Again the young man came over and begged them to him buy them something to eat. This time the lady explained that no, they were used to sharing everything together.
As the little old man finished eating and was wiping his face neatly with a napkin the young man could stand it no longer. Again he came over to their table and offered to buy some food. After being politely refused again he finally asked a question of the little old lady, "Ma'am, why aren't you eating? You said that you share everything. What is it that you are waiting for?"
She answered, "The teeth."
Wednesday, June 04, 2003
I was buying lunch with some of my officemates down at the foodcourt of our building yesterday. There was this one guy who was buying a drink from one of the establishments when suddenly there was a loud crashing noise. I looked to see what it was, and saw that the guy dropped his tray, thus spilling his food all over the floor. He just stood there for what seemed like a very long time, and then just walked away without a sound, right out of the foodcourt.
I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He didn't go and buy new food. He just left. Maybe he had no more money. Maybe he was really very hungry but couldn't do anything about it. I got pretty depressed.
I really don't have a point in telling this story. It's just something I wanted to get out of my system. Maybe some of you reading this will pick up a lesson or two.
I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He didn't go and buy new food. He just left. Maybe he had no more money. Maybe he was really very hungry but couldn't do anything about it. I got pretty depressed.
I really don't have a point in telling this story. It's just something I wanted to get out of my system. Maybe some of you reading this will pick up a lesson or two.
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
I'm gonna be a father!!!
Last Monday, Kuki (my wife) and I went to the doctor to see if she was pregnant. Last week, she was complaining that her stomach was aching. She'd been delayed for more than two months now so she took a pregnancy test. The result turned out to be "weak positive," so we decided not to announce things until we were sure.
As things turned out, she IS pregnant, and we couldn't be happier. After four years of marriage, God has chosen to bless us with this great gift.
The baby is almost three months (!) old, and even the doctor was surprised that we didn't know until now.
How do I feel about all this? It's all a mixture of happiness, excitement, and even a little bit of fear. This will really mean a BIG change in our life, and I hope we'll be ready for it.
So to all our friends who might be reading this... get your gifts ready. He he. Just kidding. I'm so happy i don't even mind working overtime tonight.
Last Monday, Kuki (my wife) and I went to the doctor to see if she was pregnant. Last week, she was complaining that her stomach was aching. She'd been delayed for more than two months now so she took a pregnancy test. The result turned out to be "weak positive," so we decided not to announce things until we were sure.
As things turned out, she IS pregnant, and we couldn't be happier. After four years of marriage, God has chosen to bless us with this great gift.
The baby is almost three months (!) old, and even the doctor was surprised that we didn't know until now.
How do I feel about all this? It's all a mixture of happiness, excitement, and even a little bit of fear. This will really mean a BIG change in our life, and I hope we'll be ready for it.
So to all our friends who might be reading this... get your gifts ready. He he. Just kidding. I'm so happy i don't even mind working overtime tonight.
Friday, April 04, 2003
Something from the KOMIKERO message board:
Attention: Philippine Comics Creators and Publishers
Psicom Publishing, Mango Comics, Culture Crash Comics, and Pupung Company, recently met and discussed the state of the local comic book industry. It was determined that for the local comic industry to survive, much less progress, it would be to everybody’s advantage to cooperate in pursuing a common goal.
With this in mind, they formed a loose coalition and are inviting fellow creators and publishers to participate.
Below is the concept paper and mission statement of the group. Please read the document in its entirely. All those interested can send e-mail to swampting@edsamail.com.ph to receive instructions on where the online discussions will be held. Discussions will focus on the following topics:
1. To increase comic book awareness;
2. To establish a comic book section in major bookstores, i.e. National Bookstore;
3. To negotiate with other retailers to increase local comic book visibility;
4. To attempt to organize a centralized distribution system
This will be a moderated discussion group.
Thank you. Let’s support this endeavor.
Reginald Ting
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Concept Paper for Association of Philippine Comics Creators and Publishers
Background/Rationale
The Philippine comics industry is almost dead. Now only very low quality, murky newsprint comics are in circulation nationwide, and dwindling at that. Only a handful of original titles of better quality are in the market today – with an average of 10,000 copies of these sold in a year’s time.
Filipino comic book artists are well known in the USA, where the comics industry has had a so-called second coming. There is a wealth of talent locally that can be tapped to urge a similar second coming of comics here.
There is a need to reawaken awareness of comic books as powerful means of communication, whether for information dissemination, education, cultural expression (art) or pure entertainment. With awareness comes interest and eventually, patronage. Thus, should the local comics industry strive for its revival, an awareness campaign is a must.
Strategy
A united front must be formed. It should be comprised of entities with a stake in comics: writers, artists, creators, publishers. An organization/association that will work for the promotion of local comics is needed.
As an initial activity, a communications program shall be designed and implemented.
Vision
A vibrant Philippine comics industry wherein titles abound that are patronized by Filipinos of all walks of life, such title being of good quality and contributing to the socio-cultural well-being of the country.
Mission
· To help uplift the quality of locally produced comics
· To help develop the market for locally produced comics
Membership requirements
· Publishers of locally produced comics
· Creators of locally published comics whose covers are at least offset printed
Attention: Philippine Comics Creators and Publishers
Psicom Publishing, Mango Comics, Culture Crash Comics, and Pupung Company, recently met and discussed the state of the local comic book industry. It was determined that for the local comic industry to survive, much less progress, it would be to everybody’s advantage to cooperate in pursuing a common goal.
With this in mind, they formed a loose coalition and are inviting fellow creators and publishers to participate.
Below is the concept paper and mission statement of the group. Please read the document in its entirely. All those interested can send e-mail to swampting@edsamail.com.ph to receive instructions on where the online discussions will be held. Discussions will focus on the following topics:
1. To increase comic book awareness;
2. To establish a comic book section in major bookstores, i.e. National Bookstore;
3. To negotiate with other retailers to increase local comic book visibility;
4. To attempt to organize a centralized distribution system
This will be a moderated discussion group.
Thank you. Let’s support this endeavor.
Reginald Ting
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Concept Paper for Association of Philippine Comics Creators and Publishers
Background/Rationale
The Philippine comics industry is almost dead. Now only very low quality, murky newsprint comics are in circulation nationwide, and dwindling at that. Only a handful of original titles of better quality are in the market today – with an average of 10,000 copies of these sold in a year’s time.
Filipino comic book artists are well known in the USA, where the comics industry has had a so-called second coming. There is a wealth of talent locally that can be tapped to urge a similar second coming of comics here.
There is a need to reawaken awareness of comic books as powerful means of communication, whether for information dissemination, education, cultural expression (art) or pure entertainment. With awareness comes interest and eventually, patronage. Thus, should the local comics industry strive for its revival, an awareness campaign is a must.
Strategy
A united front must be formed. It should be comprised of entities with a stake in comics: writers, artists, creators, publishers. An organization/association that will work for the promotion of local comics is needed.
As an initial activity, a communications program shall be designed and implemented.
Vision
A vibrant Philippine comics industry wherein titles abound that are patronized by Filipinos of all walks of life, such title being of good quality and contributing to the socio-cultural well-being of the country.
Mission
· To help uplift the quality of locally produced comics
· To help develop the market for locally produced comics
Membership requirements
· Publishers of locally produced comics
· Creators of locally published comics whose covers are at least offset printed
Thursday, April 03, 2003
Part two of my previous blog. This time it's the women's turn...
Ang Mga Lalake Talaga, oo
(tugon kay redrope)
by xristel
Kaming mga babae na naman ang nakita. Lalake, agrabyado. Lalake, kinakawawa. Lalake, hindi maintindihan.
Tungkol sa pagiging patas sa ngalan ng pag-ibig, kami naman ang laging talo, hindi kayo. Kami ang laging lugi, kami ang laging
nawawalan at iniiwan.
Kapag ngumiti ka na ng konti, nag-ayos ng konti pagkakamalan ka nang malandi. Hindi pangseryosohang relasyon. Marinig lang nila na malakas kang magsalita, palengkera ka na. T.O. kagad sa kanila iyon. Mahilig silang tumingin sa mga babaeng sexy manamit, kulang nalang makita na kaluluwa. Pero kapag babaeng seryosohin at gustong ligawan dapat disente, dapat mala-anghel ang mukha, dapat mukhang inosente. Tapos kami pa raw ang mahilig mamili? Parang baliktad yata?
Ok, ayan nanliligaw na si lalake. Dapat pakipot ka para suyuin ka, para habulin ka pa lalo. Kapag hindi ka naman nagpakipot "easy to get" naman ang tingin sa iyo. Hindi ka na seseryosohin. Sino bang may sabing magpaalila kayo, di naman namin hawak ang buhay niyo. Natural lang na magtiis kayo, may gusto kayo sa amin eh. Kapag nakuha niyo na iyon wala na lahat ng mga paghihirap niyo, babaliktad na ang sitwasyon kami naman ang mamromroblema. Para lang kayong may gustong bilhin na bagay. Upang mabiliito kailangan munang magsakripisyo, magtipid, magtiis. Pag nabili na at napagsawaan wala na, balewala na. Diyan ka na sa tabi-tabi. Tawagan nalang kita pag trip ko o kaya'y pag may gusto akong ipagawa sa iyo.
Ano pa ba? E di sinagot mo na diba. Utang naloob pa natin yun. Dahil naghirap daw sila sa panliligaw dapat masuklian natin iyon ng higit pa. Sa umpisa kailangan malambing ka, maayos at laging magsisilbi sa kanya. Ayaw daw nilang humawak ng relasyon, pero kapag ikaw naman ang nagmando, aba, masasakal naman. Sasabihin pa sa iyo "demanding" ka. Meron ka pang maririnig na "I think we need space" at kung anu-ano pang ek-ek. Sino rin may sabing di dapat kami magpakabait, maging devoted at faithful? Kapag kami ang sumaway niyang mga iyan, iba na ang tingin sa amin. Malandi na kami, haliparot, pakawala, makikay at kung anu-ano pang mga bansag ang itatawag sa amin. Kapag kayo gumawa noon, ok lang. Lalake kayo eh, macho kayo pag ginawa niyo iyon. Kaya kami. Walang magawa. Magpapakaburo at magpapakamadre nalang. Kapag nagloko na kayo ano pa bang magagawa namin? Eh di iiyak nalang. Wala namang ibang magagawa eh.
Hindi kami nagdedemand! Karapatan lang namin iyon. Karapatan namin na lambingin niyo kami, icheck at ipakita sa amin na mahal niyo kami.
Hindi rin ibig sabihin na mas sincere kayo sa amin. Seryoso rin naman kami. At ang maturity wala yan sa edad. Mas maaga nga kaming magmature sa inyo. Ang isang 19 year old na lalake eh, isip 15 pa yun. It follows iyan sa lahat ng age group. Mas mataas pa nga kung minsan ang pagbawas ng level of maturity. Kayo na ang mag-math. Pati yung pag-iyak namin pinupuntirya niyo. Kesyo drama daw. Diba kapag umiyak ka nagbuhos ka ng emosyon diyan. Ano tingin niyo sa amin mga artista?!
Alam niyo iyon? Yun bang kulang nalang ay lumuha ka na ng dugo, pero hindi ka pa rin papansinin. Sasabihan ka pang tigilan na ang pagdradrama. Hindi nila kami maintindihan kapag nagseselos kami.Bakit naman kami magseselos kung wala kaming nakikita? Mas iba kaming magmahal. Mas masarap.
Kapag natapos na ang lambingan, eh di siyempre iwanan blues na. Kami pa raw ang nagsawa, kami pa raw ang nagtritrip lang. Sino ba ang lumalayas kapag may nakita nang bago, sino ba ang mayabang, sino ba ang nagmamalaki? Kami ba? Kami ang walang choice. Kasi ang babae pag sinabing "break na tayo" lambingin lang iyan ng konti balikan blues na iyan. Kapag ang lalake ang umayaw, pucha, bahala ka diyan. Kahit mag-tambling ka pa sa harap niya. Wa-epek. Umiyak ka ng bato. Wa- epek. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tapos sila pa raw ang kawawa.
Post-break up, mahal pa ng babae si lalaki. Sasamantalahin ni lalaki. Magpapagawa ng kung anu-ano. Naaalala ka lang kapag may kailangan sa iyo. Kapag pumangit ka after the break up, magpapasalamat sila na iniwan ka nila. Kapag gumanda ka naman, ipagkakalat nila sa buong sangkatauhan na naging girlfriend ka niya. Sala sa init sala sa lamig talaga.
Ano ba namang buhay to? Ang hirap ding maging babae ano. Kala nila laging sila nalang. Lagi rin kaming naiiwan sa ere. In-love din kami.
Ang Mga Lalake Talaga, oo
(tugon kay redrope)
by xristel
Kaming mga babae na naman ang nakita. Lalake, agrabyado. Lalake, kinakawawa. Lalake, hindi maintindihan.
Tungkol sa pagiging patas sa ngalan ng pag-ibig, kami naman ang laging talo, hindi kayo. Kami ang laging lugi, kami ang laging
nawawalan at iniiwan.
Kapag ngumiti ka na ng konti, nag-ayos ng konti pagkakamalan ka nang malandi. Hindi pangseryosohang relasyon. Marinig lang nila na malakas kang magsalita, palengkera ka na. T.O. kagad sa kanila iyon. Mahilig silang tumingin sa mga babaeng sexy manamit, kulang nalang makita na kaluluwa. Pero kapag babaeng seryosohin at gustong ligawan dapat disente, dapat mala-anghel ang mukha, dapat mukhang inosente. Tapos kami pa raw ang mahilig mamili? Parang baliktad yata?
Ok, ayan nanliligaw na si lalake. Dapat pakipot ka para suyuin ka, para habulin ka pa lalo. Kapag hindi ka naman nagpakipot "easy to get" naman ang tingin sa iyo. Hindi ka na seseryosohin. Sino bang may sabing magpaalila kayo, di naman namin hawak ang buhay niyo. Natural lang na magtiis kayo, may gusto kayo sa amin eh. Kapag nakuha niyo na iyon wala na lahat ng mga paghihirap niyo, babaliktad na ang sitwasyon kami naman ang mamromroblema. Para lang kayong may gustong bilhin na bagay. Upang mabiliito kailangan munang magsakripisyo, magtipid, magtiis. Pag nabili na at napagsawaan wala na, balewala na. Diyan ka na sa tabi-tabi. Tawagan nalang kita pag trip ko o kaya'y pag may gusto akong ipagawa sa iyo.
Ano pa ba? E di sinagot mo na diba. Utang naloob pa natin yun. Dahil naghirap daw sila sa panliligaw dapat masuklian natin iyon ng higit pa. Sa umpisa kailangan malambing ka, maayos at laging magsisilbi sa kanya. Ayaw daw nilang humawak ng relasyon, pero kapag ikaw naman ang nagmando, aba, masasakal naman. Sasabihin pa sa iyo "demanding" ka. Meron ka pang maririnig na "I think we need space" at kung anu-ano pang ek-ek. Sino rin may sabing di dapat kami magpakabait, maging devoted at faithful? Kapag kami ang sumaway niyang mga iyan, iba na ang tingin sa amin. Malandi na kami, haliparot, pakawala, makikay at kung anu-ano pang mga bansag ang itatawag sa amin. Kapag kayo gumawa noon, ok lang. Lalake kayo eh, macho kayo pag ginawa niyo iyon. Kaya kami. Walang magawa. Magpapakaburo at magpapakamadre nalang. Kapag nagloko na kayo ano pa bang magagawa namin? Eh di iiyak nalang. Wala namang ibang magagawa eh.
Hindi kami nagdedemand! Karapatan lang namin iyon. Karapatan namin na lambingin niyo kami, icheck at ipakita sa amin na mahal niyo kami.
Hindi rin ibig sabihin na mas sincere kayo sa amin. Seryoso rin naman kami. At ang maturity wala yan sa edad. Mas maaga nga kaming magmature sa inyo. Ang isang 19 year old na lalake eh, isip 15 pa yun. It follows iyan sa lahat ng age group. Mas mataas pa nga kung minsan ang pagbawas ng level of maturity. Kayo na ang mag-math. Pati yung pag-iyak namin pinupuntirya niyo. Kesyo drama daw. Diba kapag umiyak ka nagbuhos ka ng emosyon diyan. Ano tingin niyo sa amin mga artista?!
Alam niyo iyon? Yun bang kulang nalang ay lumuha ka na ng dugo, pero hindi ka pa rin papansinin. Sasabihan ka pang tigilan na ang pagdradrama. Hindi nila kami maintindihan kapag nagseselos kami.Bakit naman kami magseselos kung wala kaming nakikita? Mas iba kaming magmahal. Mas masarap.
Kapag natapos na ang lambingan, eh di siyempre iwanan blues na. Kami pa raw ang nagsawa, kami pa raw ang nagtritrip lang. Sino ba ang lumalayas kapag may nakita nang bago, sino ba ang mayabang, sino ba ang nagmamalaki? Kami ba? Kami ang walang choice. Kasi ang babae pag sinabing "break na tayo" lambingin lang iyan ng konti balikan blues na iyan. Kapag ang lalake ang umayaw, pucha, bahala ka diyan. Kahit mag-tambling ka pa sa harap niya. Wa-epek. Umiyak ka ng bato. Wa- epek. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tapos sila pa raw ang kawawa.
Post-break up, mahal pa ng babae si lalaki. Sasamantalahin ni lalaki. Magpapagawa ng kung anu-ano. Naaalala ka lang kapag may kailangan sa iyo. Kapag pumangit ka after the break up, magpapasalamat sila na iniwan ka nila. Kapag gumanda ka naman, ipagkakalat nila sa buong sangkatauhan na naging girlfriend ka niya. Sala sa init sala sa lamig talaga.
Ano ba namang buhay to? Ang hirap ding maging babae ano. Kala nila laging sila nalang. Lagi rin kaming naiiwan sa ere. In-love din kami.
Tuesday, April 01, 2003
Here's something I've read recently... (first of two parts)
ANG MGA BABAE TALAGA OO
by redrope
*gabe. usapang lalake*
*sindi ng yosi*
*hithit*
*buga*
Musta na, pare? Ako, okay lang. Eto. Nagmumuni-muni. Nag-iisip. Minsan talaga may mga bagay na hindi ko maintindihan. Ewan ko ba.
*hinga ng malalim*
Bakit ba ganun pare, ilang beses ko na pinag-aralan pero lagi na lang lumalabas na parang kahit `sang anggulo mo tingnan, hindi nagiging patas para sa mga lalake ang ilang bagay pagdating sa pagmamahal.
*tingin sa stars*
Minsan naiisip ko, alam kaya ng mga babae ang hirap ng lalake na gumawa ng first move para magtapat ng pagmamahal? E yung hirap na dinadaanan sa panliligaw at pagsuyo sa mahal nya? Ang feeling ng masaktan pag nabasted? Malamang-lamang siguro, hindi ano. Wala naman yata silang alam sa mga paghihirap naten e. Ang alam lang ata nila e mamili, manakit, at magsaya. Tingin mo?
*tingin sa malayo*
Lagi naman ganun. Una pa lang, lalake na ang naghihirap. Hassle saten ang panliligaw pero bago pa yun, kung ano pang diskarte ang gagawin naten para masabi naten sa kanila na mahal natin sila. Alam kaya nila yun? Mahirap magsabi na mahal mo na yung babae, diba? Tapos liligawan pa naten. Patutunayan na mahal nga sila. Susuyuin to-the-max. Maghahatid sa bahay,
tutulungan, sasabayan,palalamunin, pagtyatyagaan, lahat na. Kulang na lang e pagsilbihan mo nang walang sahod.
At ano ang kapalit? Well, depende sa trip nila. Oo tol, sa trip lang nila. Wala silang pake kesehodang mahal natin talaga sila. Basta ang alam nila, pag di nila tayo trip, isang malaking HINDE ang makukuha naten, kahit umiyak pa tayo ng dugo o lumuhod sa mga asing buu-buo. Para lang silang namimili ng damit na di man lang sinusukat bago ayawan. Kaya kahit mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal natin, sorry tayo. Hindi nila alam kung mahal mo sila. Kailangan mong maabot ang kanilang mga standards o uuwi ka lang na bad trip, iiling-iling, at minsan, luhaan.
Wala tayong magagawa, marami silang alibi. "Hindi pa `ko ready eh..", "Sorry pero I think we should just be friends..", "Ha? Uhhmm.. nagpapatawa ka ba? Hahahaha.." "Better luck next time na lang muna, okay lang?", "Give me a decade. Pag-iisipan ko muna..", "Para lang kitang kapatid e..", yaddah yaddah. Isang malaking pagsasaklob ng langit at lupa `yon para saten.
*kuha ng bote ng beer*
*lagok*
*lunok*
At hindi lang `yon tol. Sa pre-relationship stage pa lang yon. Pag sinagot na nila tayo, satin pa rin ang hassle. Tayo daw ang mga
lalake kaya tayo ang hahawak ng relasyon. Tayo ang aayos kung may gulo; tayo ang dapat magpapakabait; tayo ang magtatyaga; tayo ang magiging devoted at faithful; tayo, tayo tayo.
Sila? Ummm... Teka, isipin ko.
Ayun. Sila ang magsasabi kung anong oras kayo dapat magmeet; sila ang magtetext ng mga mushy at kabalbalang texts; sila ang magdedemand sayo ng kung anu-ano; sila ang magbabawal; sila ang magsasabi kung kelan ka dapat mag-shave, kung kelan ka pwedeng tumawag sa bahay nila, kung kelan sila di dapat bad tripin dahil meron sila, at kung kelan ka korni. Ewan. Ganun ata talaga.
*kuha ng bote ng beer*
*lagok*
*lunok*
Hindi pa yun tapos pare, dahil dapat tayo ang bahala kung ano ang magiging takbo ng relasyon. Pag maganda, edi okay. Pag may problema, kasalanan naten. Haay buhay. Minsan talaga kung tutuusin sakit sila ng ulo. Kaya lang mahal naten kaya di na natin iniintindi yun.
*hinga ng malalim*
Pero alam mo tol, feeling ko mas sincere pa tayo magmahal sa kanila. Alam mo yun, iba tayo magmahal e. Hindi lang parang laru-laro lang. Seryoso. At kung magmahal man tayo, lubus-lubusan. Mas mature. Hindi yung parang pambata lang gaya nila na kesyo magseselos-selos, iiyak-iyak, iina-inarte, dadradrama, at kung anu-ano pa. Hindi lang kababawan. Ka-mushyhan. Kababaihan. Iba tayo pag nagmahal.
*hinga ng malalim*
*tingin sa malayo ulit*
At ito pa ang pinakamasaklap.
*singhot*
Ang ending ng relasyon. Sa mga panahong `to, either sawa na sila, hindi na tayo trip, may nahanap na silang better saten, o kaya they need f*cking space and time muna. Bad trip no? Wala na naman tayong choice. Sila ang masusunod.
At ano pa ang kasamang hassle don? Syempre wasak na ang imahe naten. Tayo ang lalabas na may kasalanan. Na playboy. Na nagpapaiyak.
*iiling*
Tayo siyempre ang mga antagonist at sila yung mga bidang inaapi at parang mga pusang iiyak-iyak. Ang ending: mag-ooffer sila
ng "friendship" kuno matapos tayong pagsawaan, lahat ng gifts naten nasa kanila, sawi tayo sa pag-ibig, "player" na ang image naten, at higit sa lahat, mag-iisip kung papaano ipagpapatuloy ang buhay. Maiiwan tayong tulala, mag-iisip kung saan nagkamali, mamomroblema sa pag-aadjust sa pagiging single, at di na naman makakatulog.
Haay buhay. Ang hirap maging lalake. Lagi ka na lang naiiwan sa ere. Ano? Hindi ka na nagsalita? In-love ka no?
Ako, kamusta? Eto. Yoyosi-yosi. Bubuntong-buntong hininga. Titingin-tingin sa bituin. Mumuni-muni. Lalagok-lagok ng alak.
Ang mga babae talaga, oo.
###############
Sa totoong buhay, hindi nagyoyosi ang may-akda. Kasalukuyan siyang may minamahal at naisulat niya ito isang gabing wala siyang magawa.
###############
ANG MGA BABAE TALAGA OO
by redrope
*gabe. usapang lalake*
*sindi ng yosi*
*hithit*
*buga*
Musta na, pare? Ako, okay lang. Eto. Nagmumuni-muni. Nag-iisip. Minsan talaga may mga bagay na hindi ko maintindihan. Ewan ko ba.
*hinga ng malalim*
Bakit ba ganun pare, ilang beses ko na pinag-aralan pero lagi na lang lumalabas na parang kahit `sang anggulo mo tingnan, hindi nagiging patas para sa mga lalake ang ilang bagay pagdating sa pagmamahal.
*tingin sa stars*
Minsan naiisip ko, alam kaya ng mga babae ang hirap ng lalake na gumawa ng first move para magtapat ng pagmamahal? E yung hirap na dinadaanan sa panliligaw at pagsuyo sa mahal nya? Ang feeling ng masaktan pag nabasted? Malamang-lamang siguro, hindi ano. Wala naman yata silang alam sa mga paghihirap naten e. Ang alam lang ata nila e mamili, manakit, at magsaya. Tingin mo?
*tingin sa malayo*
Lagi naman ganun. Una pa lang, lalake na ang naghihirap. Hassle saten ang panliligaw pero bago pa yun, kung ano pang diskarte ang gagawin naten para masabi naten sa kanila na mahal natin sila. Alam kaya nila yun? Mahirap magsabi na mahal mo na yung babae, diba? Tapos liligawan pa naten. Patutunayan na mahal nga sila. Susuyuin to-the-max. Maghahatid sa bahay,
tutulungan, sasabayan,palalamunin, pagtyatyagaan, lahat na. Kulang na lang e pagsilbihan mo nang walang sahod.
At ano ang kapalit? Well, depende sa trip nila. Oo tol, sa trip lang nila. Wala silang pake kesehodang mahal natin talaga sila. Basta ang alam nila, pag di nila tayo trip, isang malaking HINDE ang makukuha naten, kahit umiyak pa tayo ng dugo o lumuhod sa mga asing buu-buo. Para lang silang namimili ng damit na di man lang sinusukat bago ayawan. Kaya kahit mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal natin, sorry tayo. Hindi nila alam kung mahal mo sila. Kailangan mong maabot ang kanilang mga standards o uuwi ka lang na bad trip, iiling-iling, at minsan, luhaan.
Wala tayong magagawa, marami silang alibi. "Hindi pa `ko ready eh..", "Sorry pero I think we should just be friends..", "Ha? Uhhmm.. nagpapatawa ka ba? Hahahaha.." "Better luck next time na lang muna, okay lang?", "Give me a decade. Pag-iisipan ko muna..", "Para lang kitang kapatid e..", yaddah yaddah. Isang malaking pagsasaklob ng langit at lupa `yon para saten.
*kuha ng bote ng beer*
*lagok*
*lunok*
At hindi lang `yon tol. Sa pre-relationship stage pa lang yon. Pag sinagot na nila tayo, satin pa rin ang hassle. Tayo daw ang mga
lalake kaya tayo ang hahawak ng relasyon. Tayo ang aayos kung may gulo; tayo ang dapat magpapakabait; tayo ang magtatyaga; tayo ang magiging devoted at faithful; tayo, tayo tayo.
Sila? Ummm... Teka, isipin ko.
Ayun. Sila ang magsasabi kung anong oras kayo dapat magmeet; sila ang magtetext ng mga mushy at kabalbalang texts; sila ang magdedemand sayo ng kung anu-ano; sila ang magbabawal; sila ang magsasabi kung kelan ka dapat mag-shave, kung kelan ka pwedeng tumawag sa bahay nila, kung kelan sila di dapat bad tripin dahil meron sila, at kung kelan ka korni. Ewan. Ganun ata talaga.
*kuha ng bote ng beer*
*lagok*
*lunok*
Hindi pa yun tapos pare, dahil dapat tayo ang bahala kung ano ang magiging takbo ng relasyon. Pag maganda, edi okay. Pag may problema, kasalanan naten. Haay buhay. Minsan talaga kung tutuusin sakit sila ng ulo. Kaya lang mahal naten kaya di na natin iniintindi yun.
*hinga ng malalim*
Pero alam mo tol, feeling ko mas sincere pa tayo magmahal sa kanila. Alam mo yun, iba tayo magmahal e. Hindi lang parang laru-laro lang. Seryoso. At kung magmahal man tayo, lubus-lubusan. Mas mature. Hindi yung parang pambata lang gaya nila na kesyo magseselos-selos, iiyak-iyak, iina-inarte, dadradrama, at kung anu-ano pa. Hindi lang kababawan. Ka-mushyhan. Kababaihan. Iba tayo pag nagmahal.
*hinga ng malalim*
*tingin sa malayo ulit*
At ito pa ang pinakamasaklap.
*singhot*
Ang ending ng relasyon. Sa mga panahong `to, either sawa na sila, hindi na tayo trip, may nahanap na silang better saten, o kaya they need f*cking space and time muna. Bad trip no? Wala na naman tayong choice. Sila ang masusunod.
At ano pa ang kasamang hassle don? Syempre wasak na ang imahe naten. Tayo ang lalabas na may kasalanan. Na playboy. Na nagpapaiyak.
*iiling*
Tayo siyempre ang mga antagonist at sila yung mga bidang inaapi at parang mga pusang iiyak-iyak. Ang ending: mag-ooffer sila
ng "friendship" kuno matapos tayong pagsawaan, lahat ng gifts naten nasa kanila, sawi tayo sa pag-ibig, "player" na ang image naten, at higit sa lahat, mag-iisip kung papaano ipagpapatuloy ang buhay. Maiiwan tayong tulala, mag-iisip kung saan nagkamali, mamomroblema sa pag-aadjust sa pagiging single, at di na naman makakatulog.
Haay buhay. Ang hirap maging lalake. Lagi ka na lang naiiwan sa ere. Ano? Hindi ka na nagsalita? In-love ka no?
Ako, kamusta? Eto. Yoyosi-yosi. Bubuntong-buntong hininga. Titingin-tingin sa bituin. Mumuni-muni. Lalagok-lagok ng alak.
Ang mga babae talaga, oo.
###############
Sa totoong buhay, hindi nagyoyosi ang may-akda. Kasalukuyan siyang may minamahal at naisulat niya ito isang gabing wala siyang magawa.
###############
Wednesday, March 05, 2003
I went to Mango Comics' DARNA launch last Friday with my wife at Eastwood City in Libis. Didn't get to see much, I'm afraid, since they said the launch was at 7 pm but it started around 9, at which time I was getting a bit antsy so we left already.
From what I hear, I missed a spectacular Darna dance number. Oh well, at least I finally got to meet Gerry Alanguilan, who introduced me to Leinil Yu. These two are really great artists, and they're working on a project for DC Comics called SUPERMAN:BIRTHRIGHT with writer Mark Waid.
Anyway, that's all I have to say for now. Funny, I haven't blogged for close to two months now and I still can't seem to find anything interesting to say. My life must be soooo boring. Maybe tomorrow will be different.
From what I hear, I missed a spectacular Darna dance number. Oh well, at least I finally got to meet Gerry Alanguilan, who introduced me to Leinil Yu. These two are really great artists, and they're working on a project for DC Comics called SUPERMAN:BIRTHRIGHT with writer Mark Waid.
Anyway, that's all I have to say for now. Funny, I haven't blogged for close to two months now and I still can't seem to find anything interesting to say. My life must be soooo boring. Maybe tomorrow will be different.
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