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Sunday, July 24, 2005

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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

It's just amazing how little things make your day. Or when you forget about stuff that's really important, too busy wallowing in laziness and forced stress. Reading this blog, I realized it's about time I let go of the grammatical contstraints, and just go back to freewriting. Just stop analyzing and let thoughts flow in.

I guess I'm always afraid to do that and see what honesty can bring in paper, or in this case, blog. These days, I'm a mix of emotions. Parang it's your earth day everyday. I haven't always been a moody person, so this is really something new for me. I'm always content sitting in my happy cloud, laughing with my friends. But summer breaks in and it seems you barely have time for that anymore, it's school, internship and school. Which for me, after what seemed like weeks of doing nothing, seem like walk-barefoot-in-shredded-glass-torture. Bad trip. Gusto ko matulog. But if matulog ako, I feel like I'm wasting time. That's been me most of days. No wonder my body clock's shot.

I was working on this pitch for presentation yesterday. It's a spring break campaign for Pirates of the Caribbean II... the pitch was for Disney, and I was assigned to make a presentation and give ideas. I wasn't really excited to tell you the truth, I know as an intern, they're gonna take my ideas and maybe some of them will actually be implemented. Who knows? I'm just an intern working for creatives. I was just relieved to have something to work on that I won't fall asleep on.

But then I had a chat with one of my friends. She was the one who was really excited about it. Just the thought that the pitch was for Disney got her reeling. Then I realized that THAT should've been my reaction. That's when I realized I really miss working. I thought, well, so what if I'm just an intern? There's nothing wrong with giving them quality work. My ideas were brimming and as I started on this huge presentation, flowered with graphics and pitch innuendos. I thought, I don't really care if some ideas get shot, I still get to be a part of something big.

Plus, I shouldn't be wallowing in front of the computer when a marketing campaign is in the works. I should know better. That's one of the reasons I came to grad school.

AMAZING how you take stuff for granted. Even more amazing that it's me. Who's basically like a child marvelling at every lil thing. Laziness can really get you blinded on certain things. And it attacks as quietly as it can.

Hmmm... I should stop and do research for my Celtic paper. Worthwhile stuff. No matter how tiresome moments can get, ya always gotta count on doing something that matters. Kinda builds the ego. Reassuring. Suddenly everything makes sense again.

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Saturday, July 09, 2005

The terrorist attacks in London last Thursday brought back my interest to care. It's sad to realize that only death can break apathy and cynicism struggling through most people in this world.

I used to care. Really. I would devour newspapers like a dog who hasn't eaten anything in days. I would want to learn the G8 summit's agenda and assess whether they've achieved it over the past years, or if it is even possible to achieve in reality.

Though I still don't have a stand in globalization, point of the being is...we can't really stray from it. If you see Asians dressed in hip hop gear and white people donning jamaican hats, you can see that the merging of cultures and countries is inevitable. China is already taking over most of the industrial market..... we don't know how they're doing it but they are. America and Britain continue to reign pop culture with their international hollywood blockbuster productions but it is slowly being penetrated by Japanese and French directors, Hispanic and Australian actors. We are worlds of cultures meshed.

So like it or not, whether we small countries have a slight resentment to those eight powerful countries in the G8, one attack on one of the greats affects all of us. It is only a matter of time before China makes its way up there in place of Germany. Or Singapore in place of France. Or Philippines in place of Japan. Okay, okay leave the dream be. But what I'm saying is, they aren't bound to be there forever.

This world still has centuries to live and many things could happen in that time. The Middle East could lose its supply of oil...the value of the dollar and euro could depreciate. A world of chaos could arise where hope lies in the poorest, smallest and most insignificant. As of now, we just have to care enough to deal with it altogether.

After a few years of the attack of the World Trade Center, the world again, has grown arrogant. If I were a terrorist, it would be just too easy. If you're one of the greats, you have to be on your toes in protecting your people. We don't want you up the podium saying it's a "dastardly attack", looking surprised and shaken blaming people without evidence. The reason you are elected is to give us the slight hope that you know what to do when these kind of problems arise.

BBC says that the bombs located in the underground trains were of high sophistication timed at a 50-second interval from each explosion. The bodies were so mangled and destroyed it is almost impossible to do autopsy for each. I wasn't even sure journalists were allowed to describe it the way they did but apparently "torsos around" is an acceptable description of the outcome.

After hearing about Arroyo's confession I couldn't help but laugh. After hearing about London, I wish I hadn't laughed so hard.

We are all in a bind. Breaking apathy is the first step to world salvation. This is the time when I wish Superheroes were real.

If only Tony Blair were the real Batman.

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Saturday, July 02, 2005

It's 5:00 pm. I'm still in my pajamas. Yes. I've brushed my teeth, I've even curled my hair again, as it lost its luster prior last night. I am in mercy of the television set. I have subjected my mind to cartoons (A Kim Possible movie and Toy Story 2) and now, behind the blasts of MTV.... I am writing this piece.

"would you be my girlfriend, i'll treat you good, i know you hear your friends when you they say you should..'Cause if you were my girlfriend I'd be your shining star The one to show you where you are Girl you should be my girlfriend"

-girlfriend, nsync 2001

I have been a slave to pop culture since I came to watch teen sitcoms like Saved By the Bell and 90210 in the 90's. And I have let no stone unturned. I loved them all. And even if I sometimes keep my mouth shut in spare of being called a faux trend minion, deep down inside, I truly have respect for phenomenons that managed to rock millions.... and that my friends include BOY BANDS.

Since my adolescence spurted at the end of the nineties, I didn't have the luxury of appreciating the originals... Jackson 5, Spandau Ballet, New Kids on the Block. But I was there when Nick, AJ, B-rock, Kevin and Howie promised to never break my heart and quit playing games. I was there when Code Red asked "Can We Talk?" and when Nsync busted "Dirty Pop".

While a cluster of my generation deal with teen angst by listening to grunge and angry rock, I was off in lala land with the words "As Long As You Love Me" and "...what's wrong with being selfish..?". It is just a magical phenomena that rocked high school. Even if I see people around being cool with their Alanis Morissette and Oasis albums, I bet they still ravel in guilty pleasure as they take their boy band cd's out of the closet and play them to relax.

It's sad that the artists had to grow from that kind of music and the whole dance innuendo. For me, it never ever grows old. As much as I love Justin Timberlake's solo album, I still resent him a little for leaving Nsync. It's just not the same seeing him dance with strangers other than Chris, Joey, Lance or JC. When Michael Jackson had his 30th anniversary celebration concert, he didn't just invite Justin Timberlake to perform.... he invited Nsync. Even at the height of Timberlake's solo career.

Why is it such a guilty pleasure? I would readily switch channels the minute Eminem comes on the screen. Or even when Mariah busts out with her emancipation through tight clothes and silly innuendos. But I would never turn off Backstreet Boys' "All I Have to Give" or Nsync's "Bye Bye Bye". When these bands make a video, it is truly a production. They are crooning their hearts out looking at you as if you were their world. While bustin' moves with smashing choreography and interesting story sequences.

It is entertaining because they convince you that they are yours. And with such sweet melodies, you get lost in a giggling frenzy and think that by owning their album just might make it true. It is truly a lost world. And while most think it's uncouth as the next Pauley Shore attempt for a career, I bet everyone has their own shallow embarassing guilty pleasure.

This is mine.

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