On A Journey

Barako teaser

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

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hi guys! This our film's teaser.. have fun! Please visit our multiply acct at http://barakuhan.multiply.com 

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Inspiring stories

Monday, February 26, 2007

Read this… cute story that helps to enlighten your life...

TUYO, TINAPA AND GALUNGGONG
By: Bo Sanchez  

Let me tell you a story. Three construction workers were on top of their half-finished skyscraper. Rrrrring!" the lunch bell sounded, and the three men sat on a steel beam jutting out of the 56th floor with their lunch boxes in hand.

The first guy opens his and groans in exasperation, "Tuyo!" There is not a day that I don't get tuyo for lunch!" He turns to his buddies and announces, "Mark my words. If I still get tuyo tomorrow, I'm going to throw myself from this building."

The second guy opens his lunch box and moans, "Tinapa". Everyday, I get tinapa!" He looks at his friends and declares, "Believe me when I say this. If I get tinapa tomorrow, I'm going to jump and kil! l myself."

The third guy opens his lunch box and it was his turn to despair. "Galunggong" . All I get is galunggong!" I'm telling you, if I still get galunggong tomorrow, I'm going to jump from this building and die."

The next day, the lunch bell rings and all three men are again seated on the 56th floor. The first guy opens his lunch box and starts crying, "Tuyoooooo!" And so he jumps and crashes on the ground.

The second guy opens his lunch box and wails loudly, "Tinapaaaa!" And he also hurls himself off the building and dies.

The third guy opens his lunch box and screams, "Galunggonggggg! " And so he too jumps off the building and splatters on the ground.

Days later, during the funeral of the three men, their three wives embrace and weep together. The first wife cries out, "I didn't know my husband didn't like tuyo anymore! Why didn't he tell me? If only he told me, I would have prepared something else."

The second wife echoes her statement, "Yes! If only I knew, I would have cooked something else, not tinapa!"

The third wife, between sobs, speaks up, "I don't know why my husband killed himself." The two wives look at her curiously.
"Why?"
She went on, "Because … my husband prepares his own lunch everyday…"

I love this crazy story because it presents a very important truth: all of us prepare our own lunch. If we don't like our jobs, if we don't like the state of our relationships, if! we don't like what's happening to our spiritual lives - we have no one to blame but ourselves. Because God has given us free will. He has given us the power to prepare our own lunch.

If you want to earn more and be free from debt, if you're sick and tired of your bad habits, if we want to put more joy in our marriages, if we want to grow in our relationship with God - then go back to your kitchen and prepare yourself another dish. Because you design your own future. You create your own destiny. Ask yourself what kind of future do you want to have? What kind of life? What kind of eternity? You decide.

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I Love Rubber Bands
By Bo Sanchez

Let me tell you a crazy story I heard recently.There' s this husband who out of sheer love for his wife decided to prove it to her. So he swam the widest oceans, crossed the deepest rivers, and climbed the highest mountains to show his deep devotion to her. But in the end, she divorced him.

Why? Because he was never home.(Get it?)

Let me tell you an experience I had as a kid. One day, I asked Mom, "Why do my shoes keep eating my socks?" As a young boy, that was always a mystery for me. All my other classmates never had that problem. Their socks remained tight and high up their legs the entire day.

Mom didn't answer my question but simply gave me two rubber bands which I dutifully placed around the top of my socks. To this day, fifteen years later, I still have permanent circle marks around my legs. But aside from giving me this slight defect, the two bands worked like magic.

It never occurred to me that Dad and Mom didn't have the money to buy a new pair of socks for me. So I wore five-year-old socks, all soggy, grayish, and garter less. And yet amazingly, I never complained. I believe it was because Dad was always home when I needed him. Every night, after coming from work, we'd jog together, sit around, and talk about Tarzan, Farrah Fawcett Majors, God, and what I wanted to be when I grew up (a stockholder) . On Saturdays, we'd walk to Cubao, eat a hotdog-on-a- stick, and buy new rubber bands before going home.

I've learned that in truth, we don't want our loved ones to show their love for us in big ways. Swimming the widest oceans,crossing the deepest rivers, and climbing the highest mountains seem spectacular - but that's not what we really want. Deep in our hearts, we just want them home. With us.

Sometimes, God will operate that way. Suddenly, He decides not to answer our prayers, or fill our need, or heal our sickness, or give us the miracle we're asking for. (He's got reasons why He won't, and believe me - they're pretty good ones.) So He'll just be there beside you, holding you in a hug. Sharing your pain. Weeping as you weep. Oh, He might give you some rubber bands. And that small comfort from Him will be more than enough to sustain you. Because the most essential truth you already know.

…home.

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THE GIFT

A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted. As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study.

His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him.

He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold. Angrily, he raised his voice to his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible? an

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The attack of the couch!

Friday, February 23, 2007

Ok, its not what you think. There's no flying couch or posing crouching tiger like on my room, Its just that, my laziness is attacking me again. I'm slowly becoming a couch potato. But not for long though, since next is the start of our shooting days. And I'm preparing myself for our GA/Production Meeting and Script reading on sunday, followed by Timog's GA at Wendy's festi and Church Anniv. Maybe I wont attend Timog's GA for the art exhibit. 

 

 Im trying not to be procastrinatarian (borrowed from Mr.D) by writing a new post here. I just wish that it will not banish just like my poor valentine post. Anyway, having a new job is really exciting and fun. But I cant neglect writing no matter how enthralled I am with the job. Supposedly, we are to meet today at LaSalle, Taft. I didnt get a text so I presume its posponed.

 

I've been reading Behind the Stories (Christian Novelists Reveal the Heart in the Art of Their Writing) by Diae Eble. The book I found at booksale, and I was surpised when I found out that these award winning and best seller writers are  human too, and more or less they experienced what I am experiencing right now. It somehow gives me hope and motivation to just continue writing and doing the stuffs I love to do. 

I also found out that the key to their success is God. Nothing was too easy for them, but look at where they are right now, and it's all because of believing what God can do. Just say yes to God and He can do wondrous and things you didnt expect..

 

I never imagine myself to become a part of the indie films, but God works that way, in a way you never thought He can do. I believe if I am here, it is exactly where God wants me to be  and what He wants me to be. I never regret the day I surrendered my life wholy to Him because from that day on, my life had never been the same. When I started putting God first in my life everything else follows. 

 Im happy and contented with my life right now, while waiting for the next school year, I'm preparing myself for 2 writing workshops on May and June while for now, working as a Production Assistant. Im having the time of my life :)

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Good news

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

hmm.. its been awhile..

 First, let me greet you guys a Happy Valentine's day.. I don't have a date today, though some friends and an old classmate asked me out.. I just don't feel like spending this day with anyone, that's all. I went to my granny's place ate lunch with them, then went out to buy books, and some clothes. Tomorrow I'll watch Music and Lyrics..

I'm so happy today because I got an email from ate sol (please click here for the full story) and she asked if I'm available on friday 2pm, coz there will be a Production meeting at LaSalle Taft. I applied for a PA or Production Assistant position, she said, they want to meet me.

God I'm so excited, coz it is one of my dreamjobs.. It means, I can get to meet great new people, learn new things, and explore a new world.

I really can't thank God enough for all the blessings and doors of opportunity He opened for me. 

 

This is it for now… I'll make it longer next time.. ) 

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Why do I blog?

Saturday, February 3, 2007

That's the question in i.ph forum.. The latest forum I joined..

 Some time ago, I posted something like that. On why do I blog, but as time pass and as things happen in my life. The reason starts to change, the purpose starts to be unveiled… It has become more than a past time, more than killing of time, it has become more than an outlet, a therapy but a great escape to euphoric, nirvana… Blogging starts to have a deeper mening bestowed by the sharing of the same ideals, freedom of expression.

Before, I blog just for the fun of it, because I love writing and Im too excited to see my work published and read by many people. I started being an official internet person on July 2006 I joined emanilapoetry, got my poems posted there. Then egroups like kamakatahan, timog, pinoypoets… Then, blogspot where I have 2 blogs, friendster blog(1), multiply blog(1), yahoo360(1),  tabulas(which I havent continued), and i.ph.. But only two of that blogs are well maintained, and that is, My scratchpapers and this one, marya.i.ph..

It has been fun doing 2 of the things I love, writing and blogging..  But I dont want blogging to stay this way forever, it needs to be put in a different view. This is just for me, I decided to give blogging a different name, or should I say I decided to borrow a different word for blogging. That is freedom. 

This is what I've written at i.ph forum:

I blog to express myself, my views my opinion on some issues… I express myself better through writing, di kasi ako masalitang tao.. Blog for me is freedom. Freedom to do whatever you want or rather write whatever you want to, whether or not people will be pleased with you, it just doesnt matter. It's between you and your heart. or sometimes between you and your reader. Subconciously, you become friends..  Blogging is like a feeling of being in my own world but not being alone. It keeps me on the ground. Interacting with people.. The way I like to, that is by writing.

 

There.. I remember cofibean, one of the most controversial blogger I know, (though not personally coz nobody knows him anyway)  there are a lot of people who hates him, because of how he call poor people "bahong natives and orcs" and how he loves calling people stoopidm maybe that's why he's keeping his identity secret.. haha.. to protect himself from being harrased publicly by those people he call bahong natives/orcs!..haha.. funny thing was, the more people hates him, the more he gets more of their attention and a huge follower of his blog.

I admire cofibean for being honest, straight forward and for being brave. He knows what he wants and he knows how to get it. He's not afraid of voicing out his mind because it is his blog. That's why many people love him more than those who hates him because they envy how FREE cofibean to talk about his feelings. He's probably not a people-pleaser. Coz you cant please everybody, can you?

I myself dont care if someone doesnt like me, I can live with that, I have a lot of things to attend to than think of those who doesnt have anything to do with their life but to hate. I blog, mediocrity aside,  who cares.. thing here was I am what I write,(if it is non fictional) well, even my fictional characters are me in some aspects.

 

Anyway, here's the page cover of my novel

The story about a girl with a 3 minute memory caused by a long term panic disorder…. Story of survival and finding her true love…

Naks.! :D

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Insomiac’s past time

Friday, February 2, 2007

So yeah, I cut my hair and gave it a little bangs.. Its not much though, but I like it..

Marya.. Hopeful… And oh, just ignore the pimple on my nose :P

So whatya think? ;)

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A love song for no one.. [edited/]

I DIDNT KNOW I WAS LOOKING FOR LOVE-Everything but girl

I was alone thinking I was just fine
I wasn’t looking for anyone to be mine
I thought love was just a fabrication
A train that wouldn’t stop at my station

 

Home alone, that was my consignment
Solitary confinement
So when we met I was gettin around you
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you…

 

I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you, honey
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you, baby, oh no
I didn’t know I was looking for love
I didn’t know I was looking for love

 

Coz there you stood and I would
Oh I wonder could I say how I felt and not be misunderstood
A thousand stars came into my system
I never knew how much I had missed them
Slap on the map of my heart you landed
I was coy but you made me candid
And now the planets circle around you
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you…

 

I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you, baby
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you, baby
I didn’t know I was looking for love
I didn’t know I was looking for love

 

So we build from here with love as the foundation
In a world of tears won consolation
And now you’re here there’s a full brass band
Playin’ in me like a wonderland
And if you left I would be two-foot small
And every tear would be a waterfall
Soundless, boundless I surround you
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you
I just didn’t know

 

Didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you..
Love…love…

 

I just didn’t know…
love…love…

 

Until I found you

 

Didn’t know I was looking for love…
Love…love..
Until I found you…

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Lapis

Thursday, February 1, 2007

 

 

Again, I found myself holding my pencil and drawing, I call her, Isabelle. Pretty eh? I drew her after I fill out a short bio together with my 5 filipino poem. When I found out that LIRA will have a poetry workshop this coming June and July, I knew that I couldn't let this opportunity slip my hands. I couldnt let the chance to become as good as Kuya Kiko and others as writing poems is concerned. That's why I've decided to join the workshop that will be held at UP-Diliman.

 

 

 

The picture I sent in my bio.. =)  But I cut it and resize it to 1×1

 

     Do you ever have the feeling that you want something or someone, but you know you just can't have him/her? Ever stuck between keeping or telling someone about your feelings? Ever wanted to feel you belong in a world where people loves to discriminate and look at your status quo? Well. I dont feel that way.lol I just read it somewhere across my mind. 

      I've been thinking a lot for a quite some time now, and I feel like I'm ready to love again, but somethings holding me back, I fear that things wont work out, because of me being fickle-minded. Coz you know, sometimes I feel I love someone, but then. When communication runs out or as time pass I always realize that there's nothing more I can offer to a person but friendship. And Im good at being one.

      But this one's different. I may not figure it out for now, but I know I will. =) right now, get it while its hot as they say.. Savor the kilig moments while it last.. Habang nararamdaman ko pa. Pero ayoko syang umasa ng sobra sakin.. Im really glad di siya marunong magtagalog..  Hindi pa ko handa sa kung ano mang seryoso.

      Im still young and there's a lot of things for me to discover out there. I feel like Im just starting. Reminds me of the freshman feeling. :P Here I come Ateneo!!! *big smile*

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