coup cuckoos

"No official details have been released about the nature of the alleged coup, but on Thursday evening a TIME reporter witnessed a meeting held at the home of Jose Cojuangco, brother of former Philippine President Corazon Aquino, where plans were being hatched for what one of the ringleaders called a "withdrawal of support" from President Arroyo. More than a dozen middle-level officials and businessmen were at the meeting, which went well past one in the morning. While Cojuangco's daughter Mikee kept the buffet table piled high with chicken sandwiches, macaroni salad, corn and cookies,..."
-Bryan Walsh, on TIME

got Loaded

"Yesterday, to me, was about waking up to early morning rumors of military action; of the action not taking place, but receding to demonstrate an armed forces disenchanted with a commander in chief that alternately coddles its ranks while insulting its sense of professionalism, while the public geared up to protest. It was about the thrill of hearing that Randy David was on the march, with 3,000 students, to stand up for a better life; it was about hearing--and watching--those marching being beaten up in Santolan, at the Edsa Shrine, and the People Power Monument. It was about the government, on the anniversary of Edsa, issuing a blanket prohibition of public protest!"
-Manuel L. Quezon III, from the Inquirer

it was to me, too.
but

"COUNT ME OUT of the protest actions at the Edsa Shrine and Makati City disguised as a peaceful celebration of the 20th anniversary of the Edsa People Power Revolt. It is not because I don't want to celebrate it -- that event showed not only us, but an admiring world, the best of the Filipino spirit, and is therefore worthy of recall. But I refuse to celebrate it with people who are cynically using the occasion to further their own political or personal agendas by invoking "the greater good." Truly the last refuge of scoundrels."
-Solita Collas-Monsod, also from the Inquirer

i sortof think so too. especially the Count Me Out part.
she mentioned Gawad Kalinga as a good example of a selfless endeavor.
and i so want to join tomorrow's 1mb event at payatas, i think.













but it's almost 3am and i could still taste all the jelly belly candies i've been munching at pineds' earlier in front of a button-mashing soul caliber marathon with other bluereppers. met vica's harley and absinthe. also had fun going around greenhills with kakki and pineds prior to all that. interesting night. just what i needed

lisnin to Rent
sortof readin Articles 1856 and 1857 concerning limited partnerships
feelin kinda jelly

care to do Nothing

i condemned today's turn of events as bad timing.

and so i freaked out and almost failed to realize my personal belief in making reactions-

do Nothing
it turns out the timing is perfectly fine.
ms chari and the officers of blue rep decided to move opening night to next thursday which suits well to most of my friend's schedules. some of those who wouldn't be able to watch tonight get to watch it with everyone else next week.
i also get to rest after the toughest week so far. i get to catch on my readings of books for and not for school. i get to catch on the movies i missed. i get to sleep

all selfish. but you gotta give yourself some loving too

God sure moves in mysterious ways.
i'm loving it more

lisnin to Aretha Franklin - Respect
sortof readin God's Debris. almost done
feelin kinda blessed and really well taken care of

EDSA ang kalye. Tayo ang daan.

i wasn't so happy when they suspended classes today.

for selfish reasons
i worked so hard for a paper due today
i have questions for monday's test on economics
i need to show up for sweet charity tonight

i don't want to discuss the constitutionality of that stupid call for a state of national emergency. i just do not like the timing. not just for the reasons above but also

because this weekend we celebrate 20 years of real people power. i was not there then and i mentioned before that i am not that proud of feb 24 1986. but other people are. and they are influential enough to let me be worried.

about today. about us. about tomorrow. about the streets. about power.
about time we do something

fuck.
life is crazy.
i'm loving it

"This is not a Dilbert book."

and that's how it starts

but an hour past midnight and i could be doing so many other things that would merit an A or a sound body.

but no, i'm reading a seemingly useless book my tito shared to me when i arrived home around midnight.

but no, because it's one of those books that you know you're better off finishing as fast as you can. well, at least that's how it seems. i have yet to finish it and maybe i'd think better about it.

but to the guy behind dilbert, you scott adams, thanks for God's debris. it sure is one of those i-wish-i-thought-of-it-before-you kind of stuff.

but i must really do the other things. and thank God those antibiotics are working, because if there is any week this school year that really really tests my brain and my will, it's this.

but is such a beautiful word

lisnin to the blob - merrily we roll along
sortof readin God's Debris
feelin kinda so-not-sorry kind of sorry.

one Flu over the cuckoo's nest

yesterday was terrible. my body was giving up
seriously

what started out as a bad stomach ache in the morning ended with a bad case of the flu in the evening. in between sweet charity runs, i had to be here and there. crap

then i had to stay sane for the induction ball at cravings katipunan for strains.
but i was so unwell after that i had no second thoughts on not going to joy's debut at eastwood or that block party at new manila

but i had a great time. seriously also
the runs weren't so bad at rmt and the ball wasn't so bad too. people around me were one of the most gifted and you could feel that as the group would pray for a good production or for those suffering in leyte. no matter how uncomfortable the circumstances

and there's no better way to keep on going after being reminded of one's comfort zone, one's nest and why it isn't good to stay inside it all the time. mr kuya tatot of osa told us this and that leaders ought to "comfort the afflicted and afflict the comforted"

dang.
i still am sick. convincing myself to start studying for accounting. there's an LS paper and a theo paper to finish and calculus to study too. it'll be fine

lisnin to miggy watching tv
sortof readin nonzero! will share this soon
feelin kinda afflicted. tihee

p.s
just read that cuckoo is slang for foolish and crazy.
sure is one crazy person's nest

pretty beautiful

i have a theo quiz in an hour, on jesus' death and resurrection.
such a happy thing

but yesterday was real happy too. one of those days when everything just is pretty and beautiful. what a way to start a week.

from not so bad accounting and calculus scores to a not so bad costume run. catching up on anything in between. capped by singin' in the rain. that old movie 50 years ago on channel tcm. so pretty and beautiful

bliss

lisnin to Alicia Keys - If I Was Your Woman
sortof readin Living in Christ: Story, Resurrection and Salvation. thank God for prelections
feelin kinda hap hap happy

happy hearts

10 days to opening night!

see you.

might as well be walking on the Sun

instead of that awful bus ride for a trip that filled 12 hours plus.

but i should not complain 'cause i was late for almost an hour. the entire bus had to leave 30 minutes later than planned. crap. such lack of professionalism. plus the waiter [my role] was singled out for not being around earlier during rehearsals, a full sweet charity run.

a greasy visit to a toyota auto parts plant. a literally shit-loaded but surprisingly insightful visit to a dairy farm in los baños [with a super short conversation from a long lost highschool friend bonbon who studies in UPLB plus insights on how cows tease bulls to inseminate artifical bovine vaginas]. first fastfood meal in months care of KFC which shared how col. sanders started it all. a visit to an unexpectedly state-of-the-art breadmaking plant for gardenia. and tidbits of how gonuts donuts is doing [they're opening a branch in kuwait]

all with just an hour of sleep. so i absolutely need to get some sleep now and stop screensucking. it has been a long day already. enough

So don't delay, act now supplies are running out
Allow, if your still alive, six to eight years to arrive
and if you follow there may be a tomorrow but if
the offer's shunned, you might as well be walkin' on the sun
-Smash Mouth

lisnin to Avenue Q
sortof readin Wicked
feelin kinda wrung out.

voting ain't so bad

do you really want this monkey in office? from the ADS Abstain06 campaign:
























because you do have an option. seriously. and
because voting is actually good for you. tihee

better Together

rehearsals at ms chari's place just finished.
wow. what a week. the ads abstain06 campaign's got good taste for colors. the partido agila campaign for jg-som ain't so bad. the comelec campaign for the sanggunian elections are good too. there'll be an industry study trip this friday. and my academics ain't doing so good.

but i've done a lot of good reading and good listening.
from bill gates on the knowledge economy to wicked by gregory maguire.
and this jack johnson song thanks to mtv and py

Better Together
There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
no song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia tone loving
Love is the answer At least for most of the questions in my heart
Why are we here and where do we go And how come it's so hard
It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing It's always better when we're together

then each article or story or text you read suddenly is all about that- doing things together. from outsourcing in a globalized world to how this healthy grocery inspires everyone to how one cast should psych each other up before a rehearsal to your much-missed highschool barkada...


















happy birthday mandy!



















good God we're all better off together. dang

lisnin to Better Together
sortof readin economic growth
feelin kinda determined

wonder deconstruction

one of those days, you know, when you just wonder. then you think about it. then you wonder again. so i wonder...

to the guy holding what was left of his shoe:
you wanted a hug. you mentioned running for your life. you mentioned all the people you were with died right in front of you. you spoke of hunger and fatigue and what was left of your shoe. it seemed stricken and worn. so were you. it was not normal seeing you in the train speaking about something so horrible. my trips to school were not always like this. but you wanted everyone to know. of the horror, the grief, the guard who closed the gate. you needed a hug. i could not give you one. i did not. i had law midterms to worry about and this slts general assembly for strains.

by the end of the assembly noch mentioned 70 or so people died for some game show in some place near that train station where i saw you. you were suddenly there in that room again. you still wanted a hug. i now wanted to give you one. i did not. such inhumanity i just could not believe. what is left of your shoe does not prove anything of what happened. whoever you were with did not die, no they did not. you were not running for your life.

but you did. i do not know. God showed me magnifico tonight. i got tears for the boy. maybe for you too. but what good does it bring you. none. i pray

we'll see what we can do. we do what we can.
we better. some game show should not make us realize that.

but the film was happy. i am happy. you will be happy. so will what is left of your shoe

comedy is like Math

but maybe not calculus, or bataller calculus. [good matter, bad manner]

comedy is one plus one equals. it is precise. you add and add and add then shift. ms chari sure has a thing with teaching stuff. you're just like "oh my God, yeah" all the time. seriously
our first costume run ever just finished. and there was no sermon in the end. although we wouldn't mind if there was. but maybe it means we were a tad better than we were in previous rehearsals. maybe

i want to teach too. if only to show to future students that economics is really really interesting. not like belen economics. he really really knows what he's talking about but he gives you the impression that you shouldn't believe him. his i-can-catch-vegetable-matter-while-sipping-soup moustache doesn't help.

thank goodness for ateneo's evaluations process. i rarely criticize teachers. i believe that no matter how bad to me they are right now, it has a very reasonable explanation. but sometimes they just hit the wrong targets. [wrong targets?]

teachers are rarely appreciated but it takes a lot to teach. really teach.

and as a last thought: caffeine IS good for you.

lisnin to ABC - Jackson 5
sortof readin Jesus and the Kingdom of God. theology can be liberating
feelin kinda tired. for the second night in a row. but i'm happy. happy i'm not a girl and not have to worry about hair plots for costume runs. tihee. [sorry girls i'm just counting my blessings]