Loud Silence (original) (raw)

Since I was a kid, Japan had been a place which I dreamed of visiting.

And I have fulfilled that dream. Just last May.

Up until now, I still remember the beautiful city of Kyoto vividly. Whenever I talk about Japan to my friends and family (I went to Japan for a study tour, thus, I didn’t travel with my family), I always get passionate about it. I never did get tired of telling stories about the temples, the people and of course, the country itself.

And now, as I watch the TV screen for news about the latest earthquake that hit Japan, I can’t help but remember those good memories I had of that place. Good memories that didn’t involve such grotesque images that kept flashing on the television right now.

Pain and anxiety . Those emotions were the most prominent that I feel now at the moment.

Because, whether I like it or not, I had formed an attachment to Japan. I had been on its soil, smelled its air and even interacted with its people. And those people, some of which I personally know, are in danger because of nature’s wrath.

And right now, as those gruesome images of the tsunami and the earthquake flash through the television screen, I just kept on repeating prayers—desperate calls—that those people that I knew personally would be okay.

As well as the whole populace of Japan.

I pray that the Japanese people have the strength and strong will in order to survive this endeavor. That they shall overcome the fear, the panic and the totality of the devastation the earthquake has brought.

And as an outsider, as someone who just witnessed the events through a television screen, I pray**. I pray, to whoever God that is out there, that He let these people live through this crisis.**

May Japan be free from this disaster. May the people be free from distraught. And may the new day be free from further deaths.

21 January 2011 @ 02:06 am

I want an arki-free weekend where I can bathe under the sun and frolic on the grass.

Really, I'm not kidding.

Truth is, I want to go live in Madagascar where studying architecture wouldn't probably as hectic as I am doing now.

But that's not going to happen since I don't even have the money to go back to Laguna. @___@

Okay, I'm just ranting about my heavy workload. This had been going on for weeks now (from the beginning of the second semester, actually) and I haven't gotten myself a decent wink of sleep ever since. Even during Christmas break, my plates hoarded my time and now, I just want to get over the year and slump myself on the floor and do NOTHING.

I won't die of boredom like those HIV chimpanzees. I SWEAR.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm more contented with dying out of boredom than dying because of architectural plates.

But putting jokes aside, this post is just for the sake of releasing my stress and frustrations regarding my current arki-filled life. Of course, I do love my course (this is NOT sarcastic) but sometimes, I just wanted to tear my hair off (that would make me look a LOT like my father) and throw all my A3s and triangles out the window.

Okay. Not really. Those things are expensive.

I still have a couple more plates due next week...and then after that, midterms will be coming...and then...and then...

My social life is ruined. COMPLETELY RUINED. @____@

Five years pa to mga tol. SHET.

19 January 2011 @ 08:35 pm

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15 January 2011 @ 08:30 pm

YEHESS~ I just got my Moleskine ruled notebook from neko11lover and the rest of the iu_fanfiction family! Thank you so much guys~ *throws confetti*

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12 January 2011 @ 09:48 pm

It had been a tiresome week for me. I haven't been updating much because of the arki stuff I have been doing for the past days and they literally suck the life out of me. Truth is, I haven't had any decent sleep as of now and it's ultimately clawing at my chest at the moment.

But enough of that. I'm writing for the sake of other matters.

This question has been hanging around my head since last year; however, certain moments for today have awakened them again.

Is it wrong to assume that someone has romantic feelings of you just because they are too "cozy"?

Well, I, for one, have experienced that VERY SAME treatment with a guy from my high school days. I thought that he had something for me there and the way he closed into my personal bubble, I happened to consider the gesture pretty much intimate as it is.

Fuck all those assumptions.

He wasn't into me. PERIOD.

It was a good thing I didn't confess, though.

And now, two years later, I'm experiencing the same thing over and over again. Of course, it's a different guy but the situation is parallel to what happened to me before. It's extremely annoying and overly taxing.

I'm a person who's easily influenced by emotion. I won't be surprised that if some guy told me that he likes me, in just a few days, I would happen to like him back. I tend to oversee things and tend to make assumptions of my own, thus, making me look stupid in the end when my assumptions have gone awry.

And now, I'm afraid to risk this again.

I know that it's not the same guy but the way he just acted today (he hugged me and whispered "I missed you" in my ear) made me feel afraid yet hopeful at the same time. I know it's stupid to like someone immediately after saying just a few words of affection but I admit it, I have a crush on him.

It may be because his personal bubble is smaller than mine, that he acts more intimately with other people...

FUCK. I'M JUST JUSTIFYING MYSELF. @____@ This is stupid.

Okay. I'll stop this. I'll go back to my hellish architecture life.

A relationship won't save me from plates, anyway.

16 December 2010 @ 01:31 pm

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Since the community is fairly new, I do encourage you guys to join and claim your preferred pairings. Information regarding the community is at the community's PROFILE page.

Do you moderate a writing community, as well? Just tell me if you wish to be an affiliate of 10_tarots. :D

Thank you and enjoy! :D

28 November 2010 @ 09:22 pm

My Arch 16 professor read this in class and I just had to share it:

A Woman's Vocabulary

FINE
This is the word we use at the end of any argument in which we feel we are right, but need to shut you up. NEVER use 'Fine' to describe how a woman looks. This will cause you to have one of those arguments.

FIVE MINUTES
This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your football game is going to last before you take out the trash, so I feel that it's an even trade.

NOTHING
This means something and you should be on your toes. "Nothing" is usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards. "Nothing" usually signifies an argument that will last "Five Minutes" and end with the word "Fine".

GO AHEAD (with raised eyebrows)
This is a dare. One that will result in a woman getting upset over "Nothing" and will end with the word "Fine".

GO AHEAD (normal eyebrows)
This means "I give up" or "do what you want because I don't care". You will get a raised eyebrow "Go Ahead" in just a few minutes, followed by "Nothing" and "Fine" and she will talk to you in about "Five Minutes" when she cools off.

LOUD SIGH
This is not actually a word, but is still often a verbal statement very misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an idiot at that moment and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing".

SOFT SIGH
Again, not a word, but a verbal statement. "Soft Sighs" are one of the few things that some men actually understand. She is content. Your best bet is to not move or breathe and she will stay content.

OH
This word followed by any statement is trouble.
Example; "Oh, let me get that". Or, "Oh, I talked to him about what you were doing last night". If she says "Oh" before a statement, run, do not walk, to the nearest exit. She will tell you that she is "Fine" when she is done tossing your clothes out the window, but do not expect her to talk to you for at least 2 days. "Oh" as the lead-in to a sentence usually signifies that you are caught in a lie. Do not try to lie more to get out of it, or you will get raised eyebrows and a "Go ahead," followed by acts so unspeakable that I can't bring myself to write about them.

THAT'S OKAY
This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can say to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard before visiting on you major retribution and tribulations for what ever it is that you have done. "That's Okay" is often used with the word "Fine" and used in conjunction with a raised eyebrow "Go Ahead". At some point in the near future when she has plotted and planned, you are going to be in some mighty big trouble.

PLEASE DO
This is not a statement, it is an offer. A woman is giving you the chance to come up with whatever excuse or reason you have for doing whatever it is that you have done. You have a fair chance to tell the truth, so be careful and you shouldn't get a "That's Okay".

THANKS
A woman is thanking you. Do not faint, just say you're welcome.

THANKS A LOT
This is much different than "Thanks". A woman will say, "Thanks A Lot" when she is really ticked off at you. It signifies that you have hurt her in some callous way, and will be followed by the "Loud Sigh". Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the "Loud Sigh", as she will only tell you "Nothing".

This is so funny. HAHAHA. I love my Arch 16 prof. XD

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28 November 2010 @ 12:06 pm

I just wanted to feature a few pictures my sister took with our Nikon D90 camera:

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28 November 2010 @ 12:10 am

I'm so so so so so so so glad that they're going to feature FIVE indie films for the Metro Manila Film Festival this December. I'm really elated! After all, for thirty-six years, the movies they showcase on the very days that should celebrate Philippine Film is not, in any sense, something that I would be going to the cinemas for.

Really, even my dog knows that the plot for the mainstream films are rubbish. Indie films are much better to watch rather than those boring love stories that continue with the same "star-crossed lovers" pattern. Couldn't they get more contemporary than a contemporary Romeo and Juliet?

Clearly, my judgment may be due to the fact that I just saw For The First Time on the bus I was riding at towards Laguna. At first, the movie was quite nice, having the singularity of theme...albeit the fact that the lines thrown were not natural AT ALL and the acting was really off. I felt that Richard, the guy casted for the main role, was acting a bit like Tom Cruise--swagger and charm with no emotions. It's like he's using the movie for the exploitation of his good looks and that, for me, is an utter turn-off.

The theme was simple: playboy meets girl, playboy falls in love, girl gets her heart broken, playboy follows girl...

...the only thing that ruined EVERYTHING (it was too major that I didn't count the ones I stated above) was that they followed another theme through, diverting the story into the trash bin.

If they thought that by doing so they would add depth to the story, THING AGAIN. Please, just by doing that, you stretched the film too much without even trying to stretch the first half...and it's. SO. NOT. GOOD.

The fact that the playboy realized that he was in love with the girl in a span of a week was hilarious. It would have been better if they provided a more concrete foundation to the attraction. As far as I'm concerned, it seemed as if they were only after each others' bodies.

That's the thing that doesn't make any film realistic, at all. That's the reason why I hate mainstream Filipino films--either it's fantasy or romance or horror or, worse, a combination of the three. It's like a chain...a pattern that was fenced in. Why can't those films with big budgets get out of their comfort zone and try something a little better than those cheap one-liners, petty love quarrels and unrealistic confessions.

They get the money, better make the movie good then.

Filipino film isn't this. Filipino film expresses art--and as far as I see it, only indie films express the art that film really is about. You don't need to incorporate romance on every film, or entitle a film after a song and make that song its OST. It's just so damn predictable.

I wouldn't miss those indie films. They are the true representations of Filipino film and those mainstream movies...those were the remnants of what should have been Filipino film...only to be replaced with sacks and sacks of cliches and crappiness.

Current Mood: pissed off

27 November 2010 @ 11:44 pm

ATMs really piss me off right now.

I just had the weirdest and most frustrating experience with an ATM machine. I was about to withdraw some money for a project. Everything went smoothly: I pushed my pin correctly this time, I didn't panic with the buttons, I got my card back...

...and then the cash got jammed.

If I had my way, I would have pulled the bill out, but really, I would need to pay for it if it ripped, so I just left it hanging like that. People, being the nosy little critters they are, then flocked around me, asking about what had happened...

...and the paper bill was still stuck there, mocking me like a half-naked Draco Malfoy that I couldn't get my hands on.

A saleslady, two security guards and a cut phone call later, I lost my load and my patience. I asked for the nearest bank branch and the guard enthusiastically (really, I felt he was happy that I wouldn't reach for the bill and pull it like a maniac) outside the store. I marched out and went inside the bank, hoping that they would let me get through this particular shit.

It was a good thing the teller was kind enough to let me use their phone.

And then he answered. SUCH. A. GORGEOUS. VOICE--

Okay, I'm side-tracking.

Well, I just called them, they told me to call after five banking days and to never lose the reference number. I called my mom, told her what happened and decided to go home. Money really makes my head hurt. LITERALLY.

Right now, I applaud the lucky bastard who got the money--whether it be torn into half or shreds or, to my frustration, be whole.

...

I still think it's that security guard.

Oh well.

At least I'll get to hear that gorgeous voice after a week. Hoho.

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