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felix felicis: August 2013

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

#MillionManMarch Against Pork Barrel

On Monday, Filipinos celebrated National Heroes Day. On that same day, we made history. Various groups, people’s organizations, schools and even families went to Luneta to express anger against a still-corrupt government. This, despite the President’s call for “tuwid na daan.”

A simple call to action from an obscure Facebook user immediately gained support in a span of days. So even with Maring and Habagat combined, the forces that stormed Luneta remained strong. Rain was pattering when we walked from the Central Post Office to Quirino Grandstand. Because we joined a crowd, it was relatively ok. We wound our way through the busy street by taking photos of people protesting.

When we got there, the feeling is indescribable. I had goosebumps. It’s like going to a Quidditch World Cup Game except that the cause was more intense because it involves the hard-earned money of our fellowmen. You can see the anger brewing inside the gathered peoples. It’s pent-up and Luneta was the place where that collective anger was brought upon. But more than the anger, you can also see peace. It’s a bit schizophrenic, but that’s what I saw that day. People transformed the protest from a mere rally to a celebration of Filipino unity against a government that consistently denied listening to its Boss.

It’s inspiring. After that successful call to arms, the ball is now on the follow-through. How do we continue to make our seemingly insensitive government become transparent and accountable to the people they vow to serve? It is something we should answer not just through a tweet or a status update, but more so in deed.



Makibaka. Huwag Magbaboy. 

































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Thursday, August 22, 2013

Movie marathon review (long weekend edition)

Last Tuesday, I grabbed the chance to slack things off and watch several recommended movies. Here’s a review for all three of them.

Director: Park Chan Wook
I came across this title when I was randomly surfing the net for recommended Asian films. After seeing its review at Rotten Tomatoes and IMDB, I downloaded a copy in advance in case I find a window time to watch it. Work and class suspension last Tuesday gave me enough time to watch this and two other movies.

The plot was simple. Oh Dae-su (Min-sik Choi), a drunkard and a bit of a troublemaker as portrayed in the earlier scenes of the movie, was suddenly detained in a dank and decrepit hotel room for 15 years. During those times, he subsisted on dumplings given by his captors and the company of the room’s television. From there, he learned that he was framed for murdering his wife and daughter and that he was on the run. Bent on getting even, Oh Dae-su spent his time shadow boxing and finding a way to escape his prison. Exactly 15 years after, he was released by his captor telling him to know who he is and why was he detained. The rest of the two-hour movie lays out how Oh Dae-su finds his captor, the reason for his detention and exacting revenge from the people who were accomplices to the harm done on him.

As said, the plot was simple. The plot twists, however, we’re totally bonkers, it’s so awesome. I was used to watching typical Korean romantic movies and dramas but I felt that the lyrical Korean language used perfectly contrasts and sharpens the grit in Park Chan Wook’s opus. The movie was both poetic and sad—it makes one think how our simple stories greatly affect how other people view their lives. One wrong word and it might spell vengeance from those we did wrong. Creepy.

For all its dark and beautiful cinematography, I’m giving it a perfect score. But enough warning is given: the movie shows a generous amount of violence, sex, and gore. If you’re a fan of Hurt Locker- District 9-like films, this might just be next in your line.

5 out of 5.

Director: Frank Darabont
Another recommended movie. The film is set in the 1940s at Shawshank State Prison. Based on a novella written by Stephen King, it tells the story of Andy Dufrense (Tim Robbins), a hotshot banker who was convicted of murdering his wife and his lover despite his pronouncement of innocence. He was then sent to Shawshank to serve two life sentences, eventually striking a friendship with another inmate, Red Redding (Morgan Freeman). During Dufrense’s stay in prison, he meets the corrupt warden (Bob Gunton), a sadistic prison officer and other inmates who are willing to hurt and rape their fellow just so they’ll be the dominant group inside the prison walls. Despite all of these, Dufrense remains hopeful and even begins doing activities that will spread that hope to his fellow inmates while also gaining the confidence of the warden and other prison officials.

I’d like to say that the movie ended on a happy note. I dunno if it’s an appropriate ending, but who am I to judge. I guess it’s safe to say that it sent the message of hope even in the more tragic events befalling our lives. No wonder it’s on everyone’s movie-to-watch-before-you-die list.

Here are just some of my favorite exchanges from the film:

Parole Man: Ellis Boyd Redding, your files say you've served 40 years of a life sentence. Do you feel you've been rehabilitated?
Red: Rehabilitated? Well, now let me see. You know, I don't have any idea what that means.
Parole Man: Well, it means that you're ready to rejoin society...
Red: I know what *you* think it means, sonny. To me it's just a made up word. A politician's word, so young fellas like yourself can wear a suit and a tie, and have a job. What do you really want to know? Am I sorry for what I did?
Parole Man: Well, are you?
Red: There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then: a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? It's just a bullshit word. So you go on and stamp your form, sonny, and stop wasting my time. Because to tell you the truth, I don't give a shit.

Andy: Here's where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don't forget.
Red: Forget?
Andy: Forget that... there are places in this world that aren't made out of stone. That there's something inside... that they can't get to, that they can't touch. That's yours.
Red: What're you talking about?
Andy: Hope.

Andy in a letter to Red: Remember Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.

There you go. 5 out of 5 too.

Director: Mez Tharatorn
The first two movies were a bit tragic and too taxing, we needed a happy movie before capping off the night. The answer was this Thai movie and I guess it was the right choice.

Jib (Ice - Preechaya Pongthananikorn) and Sua (Ter - Chantavit Dhnasevi) are like any other couple except that they work on the same office that bans fraternization among their employees. They succeed on keeping it discreet until fixing an ATM error becomes the ultimate litmus test for their five-year relationship.

The conflict was simple as well as the story. What made it good were its funny scenes and witty lines—they never failed to elicit laughter in the middle of the night, from us at least. Hahaha! There’s not much to tell except that it’s something you can watch if you’re looking for reason to while the time away.



3.75 out of 5.

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Wednesday, August 21, 2013

This long weekend

I planned to go to work yesterday despite the heavy downpour. I just thought sayang yung leave credits if ever. But when I saw how dark and bleak the skies were outside plus the fact that flood water was not receding anytime soon, I decided to stay at home. It would be a nightmare to get stranded with an unrelenting Maring. A few minutes after and our Deputy Director sent a message that work’s officially suspended. It was the right decision after all.

Don’t worry, the day was productively spent.

6:00AM. After reading/skimming two books on decentralization last Sunday and Monday, I finally finished the revised document for my Saturday class term paper proposal yesterday. I sent a copy over email to my Prof with the hope that this will be the last revision. I badly wanted to begin writing the first draft in time for the initial submission on September. That’s a month from now and Prof’s quite critical on research writing, hence the predicament.

8:00AM. The fluffy pillows beckoned.

12:00NN. I woke up to the sound of chatters and laughs. My parents and several churchmates pitched in to repackage relief goods for our other churchmates affected by the flood. They distributed it right after the packaging (Photo and video credits: Asher Gianan).



The rest of the day was spent baking cupcakes and marathoning movies. Movie review coming right after this post. J

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In these trying times, the first best thing to do is to kneel down and thank the Almighty One for sparing us. From extending our hands above, we reach out to others by sharing what we have. For those willing to help, here are the numbers you could get in touch with or here (Links from Rappler's page).

Specifically, our organization, Gerry Roxas Leadership Awardees (GRLA) will be organizing another relief operation. For those interested to lend a hand, repacking will be at Bahay Balay in Cubao, Quezon City on Saturday, 10AM. Donations in cash or in kind (e.g. easy-to-cook food, bottled water, toiletries, blankets, clothes, or whatever you deem appropriate to share with the typhoon victims) are very much appreciated. You may drop it off at Bahay Balay or message us so we can pick it up from your place or do meet-ups either at Cubao or somewhere along the LRT Santolan-Recto line.



Thank you very much! 

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Friday, August 16, 2013

Geek in Pink finally employed \m/

I was intent on going home yesterday after office because I was totally sleepy for some strange reason. While drowsily flipping through my phone during the LRT ride, I received very good news: SISTER FINALLY LANDED A JOOOOB! Awesome. Kinilig talaga ako when I read that message. The great part about the news was she’ll be working on something groundbreaking and exciting and interesting all at the same time—she’s onto insects. Weird, I know. But still, why not?

The semi-fail part will be the endless scientific names we’ll be hearing during dinner. And then of course there are random references to insects and plants on random conversations. Nosebleed. We got by before, we can get by anytime. I hope. Hahaha!

Today, their super small team (because they’re only two—her boss and well, her) is headed to Mount Makiling for initial explorations on insect species in the wild. How cool can that be? There’s so much Bones reference to it.

So much feels for happiness. Thank you Lord! J

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For a happier Friday, here’s an equally amazing video of a diva impersonator. Cheers to the coming long weekend (at least for us here in QC, hahaha!)! J


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Wednesday, August 14, 2013

August fiction round-ups

It has been a habit to read fiction books in between my academic readings. It’s a well-deserved break from all the nosebleed concepts and theories I have to understand. Here’s a quick rundown-slash-review on the novels I finished this month.

Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist
David Levithan and Rachel Cohen
Ever since I stumbled upon this book while idly surfing my Goodreads account, I was bent on getting a copy of it—paperback or ebook, it doesn’t matter. This, along Rob Sheffield’s Love is a Mixtape. I rummaged several book shops for a paperback of either Infinite Playlist or Mixtape but I end up brokenhearted. Good thing, my very able, uber resourceful and ultimate hacker downloader office seatmate found an ebook copy of Levithan and Cohen’s novel. Tada!

Because I’m done presenting my proposed seminar paper title for Tuesday class, I started reading Infinite Playlist. The novel was split in 10-13 chapters, alternately narrated by Nick and Norah. The plot is simple, both characters are moving on from break-ups and they may or may not end up as each other’s salvation after all. Nick is a bassist for a queercore punk band called The Fuck Offs while Norah is the only daughter of a record tycoon. They meet at a punk club with Nick asking Norah if she can be his girlfriend for five minutes, and then the rest is history. I finished the book this afternoon. Quite a record, no? I think so. Hahaha!

The story’s both nice and not. It’s nice because the story is fast-paced and there are several powerful lines scattered throughout the novel. I loved how the authors were able to stitch together a story with a lot of musical references—fictional or not. There are many instances when the story suffers from near-sappy/cliché lines which I felt can be enhanced to further elicit the necessary “kilig” factor. A good example would be the made up song lyrics—it’s ok and it’s cheesy on some levels. Hahaha! In terms of the main characters, Nick was the ultimate guy crafted by novelists—he’s into music and the creative stuff, doesn’t dress smartly but of course there’s that cool feel to it, and bordering hip-semi introvert-creepy-but-sweet all at the same time. In short, there’s a fat chance that he exists in the real world. Or well, I haven’t met him yet. Loljk. Norah, on the other hand, is also the usual nerdy-goody girl—she’s smart and kick ass but when it comes to subjects like love and boys, she suddenly becomes all frigid and stoic. In short, kinda like me and then not again. There.

So, did I like it? Sort of. It’s an easy read but the plot seems forgettable in the long run. Also, with the necessary changes in several elements like putting a twist or changing a bit of the conflict, the story can easily be replicated. Should you read it? Yes. If you need a feel-good filler for idle time, go ahead and read.

"I shouldn’t want the song to end. I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I'm seeing we don't live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It's an infinite playlist."
Nick while trying to finish the lyrics of the song he made for Norah


Here’s the song list for Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist movie version. Listen to the complete playlist here.



1) Chris Bell – “Speed Of Sound”
2) Devendra Banhart – “Lover”
3) Bishop Allen – “Middle Management”
4) Vampire Weekend - Ottoman”
5) The Dead 60s – “Riot Radio”
6) Takka Takka – “Fever”
7) The Submarines – “Xavia”
8) We Are Scientists – “After Hours”
9) Band Of Horses – “Our Swords”
10) Army Navy – “Silvery Sleds”
11) Richard Hawley – “Baby You're My Light”
12) Shout Out Louds – “Very Loud”
13) Paul Tiernan – “How To Say Goodbye”
14) The Real Tuesday Weld – “Last Words”
15) Mark Mothersbaugh – “Nick & Norah’s Theme”



3 out of 5.


Slaughterhouse Five
Kurt Vonnegut
My copy—yellowed and musty-smelling—was given by a friend as a Christmas present. He apologized because he cannot find a new copy so he gave me his. I told him it’s ok. I have a penchant for old books—their smell and feel are different which makes it more enticing to read. And yes, I smell the pages of the book the same way coffee-drinkers relish coffee’s brewing aroma. Weird, yes? No, I know other people who do that too. Hahaha!

Anyway, after bringing it on several out-of-town trips and long drives, it was only last month that I really got the chance to open its pages and really read it. I dunno why. But I’m glad I finally finished it. It was totally a worthwhile and refreshing read. I’m willing to reread right after Gaiman and Pratchett’s Good Omens.


While I agree that Vonnegut’s classic may be categorized as science fiction, I felt that it is also a convincing satire. It satirizes a lot of things—death, the human concept of time and the inevitability of war—which makes it really interesting. The story was about Billy Pilgrim—he survived the bombing in Dresden, was taken by aliens called Tralfamadorians, and well, he was unstuck in time. The guy doesn’t have control over when and where he’ll be going next, all he knew was that he’s travelling through time. The story then, moves fluidly from events that happened in the past, present or future. He reminisces the pain of being a prisoner of war and even sees his own death.

I felt that the book’s non-chronological storytelling was its strength. It makes the reader feel that everything in Billy’s life is interconnected, the same way we felt with our own. And then of course, the fact that he was taken by aliens examining the life of human beings on Earth—they teach Billy that all moments are permanent and that death is just an unpleasant moment. From the many times he went back and forth through time, the author seems to be sending the message that everything is fleeting—we learn to say hello and goodbye to people and things we felt we’re so important to us. We become unstuck in time by using these memories to learn and relearn our own life lessons. Or so it goes.



5 out of 5.


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Sunday, August 11, 2013

On failures and still making it big

Over California maki and angel hair pasta, friend kept on telling me how badly he wanted to be on top of every game. He wanted to achieve what other people are achieving—living their dream jobs and earning money they can freely spend on whatever they want. He said he’s happier doing extra-curricular jobs like blogging and organizing social movement events instead of his usual nine-to-five job. But given the instability of his “side jobs”, he cannot quit for now. He said studying was much better than working. We get up, go to school, get good grades, eat, chat and then go home. The next year, we’re going the higher levels of learning but all the more the same. He said we know where we’re going—not really predictable but relatively easy compared to working our asses off for a company or a bigger name. The “real world’s” just so big and a total black hole—we never what’s next or we’ll have an inkling but we’re not really sure so we end up not knowing at all. He lit up his third stick and waited for my reply.

I thought I cannot tell him that much. I don’t usually talk because I’d rather listen and have you rant things up and discover the lessons and gems along the litanies and grand ole speeches you make. But alas, I have to.

I told him plainly that things don’t usually work the way we want. Paulo Coelho may have said that the universe conspires to make things happen (or whatever close to that) but more often than not, before the conspiracy, there’s the whole poking and mockery that happens. Universe= bajillion points, You= nil. So yeah, don’t think that it’s only your problem—that you don’t get what you want right now. Awesome work assignment, five or six digit salaries or even your dream job. Others have it worse, I told him.

He lit up another stick and asked me in between huffs and puffs to help him decide what to pursue. He added that his boss was just too much to handle plus friends inside the office are leaving one by one.

I told him the boss might be one helluva pain in the ass but she’s still the boss, so you can’t really cross her. The only thing that you can do is to keep away from her ire as much as possible, do the best work that you can so she’ll stop yelling and cursing you and well, let her do the talking. She’ll get tired one of these days. Hehe. Kidding aside, choosing to let the boss be the boss is much better than telling them that they’re wrong and that they should stop being a bull. We should learn to choose our fights, and these are the ones we should sit down and allow the bullets to go past us. Plus the bosses hold our recommendations and the wider network connections, so burning bridges will not get us a good way out.

And then of course, friendships with former colleagues can still be pursued even outside office premises. We just have to make time.

He said he’s tired of being told, “you’re still young,” or “you’re too young, come back after you’ve gained enough experience.” It doesn’t just make a good excuse, according to him.

I’ve struggled with that for some time before. It’s either I’m young; they expect so much energy from me.  Or that I’m too young to be included in some grown- up discussions on grown- up topics that straddle the lines of politics, economics, social services or environment. I could have told them that my collegiate debate experience gave me a relatively firm grasp on things and topics usually discussed by grown-ups. But ignorance dawns and there’s more to our idealism and enthusiasm that meets the eye. Over the course of my short work experience, I told him I learned to be patient because as said previously we don’t hold things within our small hands. We can only do so much, so we do our best on whatever task that’s laid before us. It may be menial for now but the principle is proven: if we can be trusted to deliver on small things, we deserve to be trusted on much bigger responsibilities.

I told him we have to earn these things we’re asking for—trust, respect or even the bigger salaries we dream of. The real world doesn’t only work on merit, experience and maturity also counts. There may be a blessed few who made it to the top on a relatively short time, but of course, it still wasn’t and would not be easy. They have to prove they deserve that. The main thing is to be patient and contented for what we have right now. The rewards begin to unfold once we’ve learned to take things on its due course.

I gathered he finished six sticks that night. My lungs would have given up except that it might have gotten used to the soot by now. The occasional speaking made it quite bearable to breathe cleaner air.

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I subsisted on tweets that night for updates on the Gilas-Korea semi-finals game. The surge of virtual nationalism was just overwhelming especially when the final seconds of the game sealed our ticket to the finals berth.

Tonight, our team showed true Filipino spirit when they never gave up against the bigger Iranians. The loss might be a bit heartbreaking, but the pour of support just made it a better fight. I just hope that the headlines tomorrow will not highlight the defeat we had but more so, on the records we’ve broken and the achievements we’ve gained on tonight’s game. Sabe nga ni Nikko Ramos on his recent Slam Online article, “The odds may not be in our favor, but sometimes a 5’9″ solution to a 7-foot problem is even sweeter.”



So, congrats Gilas! We’ll make it bigger in Spain! #LabanPilipinas


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Saturday, August 3, 2013

Inspiring people in HK

We decided to ditch our supposed Macau trip on Sunday in favor of attending church service and well, saving the money for shopping. Macau would have been a nice weekend getaway with all their colonial Portuguese architecture, Venetian ambience, gondolas and the heavenly egg tarts. The urge to shop and rest persisted, hence the tradeoff. It was a good one, at any rate.

The morning was spent walking along the neighborhood in search of the elusive Prizemart. A lot of people who have gone to Hong Kong told us that if we’re looking for cheap chocolates, candies and other PX goods, Prizemart’s the key. We found it at the farther end of Nathan Road and indeed, the legends were true. Hahaha! Compared to Wellcome and other convenience stores, Prizemart’s got the cheaper goods. We marked the spot X.

After the morning walk, we went back to the apartment which doubles as a church every Saturday afternoons and Sundays. Because we decided to attend the Bible Study, we get to meet the Filipinas that attend the gatherings. We studied Day 39 of Rick Warren’s The Purpose Driven Life. The preacher shared that each one of us was created for a purpose—that is to worship God, be in fellowship with his people, share his message, make disciples and use our talents to praise him. From everything that was told, I felt that the central message was on doing things that will bring praise to God’s name.

During the sharing sessions, we learned that all of them are working as helpers in different Chinese or foreign households. It was only the pastor that’s working as a secretary in an office. Most of them are connected either by blood or by the locales they come from. Their stories are varied—some are sad, others are nice and each of them is inspiring. The usual reason why they got to Hong Kong was their search for a greener pasture. Deprived of opportunities in our homeland, they pushed themselves to find another source of decent income that will bring food to their families’ tables, send their children, siblings or nieces and nephews to school and allow them several luxuries in life.


Churchmates in Yau Ma Tei, HK :) It's a happy Sunday!

Each of them contributes to the payment of the rent, electricity and water expenses. This, despite the costly maintenance. The other choice was to gather in public parks or spaces where they’ll be quite uncomfortable due to the heat or the rain or the constant bustle and rustle of pedestrians.

We went outside right after the service for some art appreciation and also to allow them some privacy. After our visit at the Hong Kong Museum, we rode the ferry again to bring us to the Central side. While my friends shopped, I decided to explore the city and take some photos. I only have 50 HKD in my wallet and a camera with two bars of battery, so my eyes feasted on the vivid colors around the town. Good thing my belly’s quite full so the remaining bucks were not spent. Some photos are featured here, the rest are on my photoblog.


Street Art Market beside the HK Art Museum.

Installation art inside the HK Art Museum. It looks like a cage and then again, it's not. :)

Walking along HK Central interconnected walkways.

Sunday at HK Central.


By the time they finished shopping, I was also done with doing a Dora. The batt’s are already used up so I turned to my camera phone. We ended up at Jollibee Central—it’s like Carriedo all over. I can’t describe what I felt that time when I saw a swell of Filipinos enjoying a chickenjoy meal with fellow Filipino workers—there’s a tinge of joy for the ray of resilience they’re showing, a sense of pride for all the hardship they’ve endured and also a bit of sadness because they’re far from the people that should be close to them right now.

We took out the food we ordered and hopped on to the train that will take us back to Yau Ma Tei. When we got home, the church people are preparing to leave. We bid goodbye while each of them told us to extend their regards to my mother and father. They said they were happy to see other people, especially younger ones. I dunno why and I didn’t ask. I’m just glad they found a temporary relief from all the stress they had for a week. They told us to come back and invite more to come. We said our eager yeses. When they prayed for our safe flight the next morning, I knew we’re in good hands.

Macau could have been a nice Sunday getaway but the choice to meet more people and exchange stories was a better one. We could always go back. 

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Kid at heart in Disneyland

Aside from the endless photowalks, the trip to Disneyland was one that I was totally excited about. So after shopping at Harbor City, we quickly deposited our things back at the apartment and then sped off to the nearest MTR that will take us to Sunny Bay Station. When we got off the train, we’re glad the sun was shining brightly—that means we can enjoy the rides and the attractions! Also, we didn’t mind our aching feet (they’re sore because of too much walking), it’s going to be one fun afternoon!

The park greeted us with a medley of familiar Disney tunes—Aladdin’s A Whole New World, Beauty and the Beast, and The Little Mermaid’s Under the Sea. By the time we entered the gates and took the traditional photo ops with the Disney Castle as background, we’re lost.


One thing I’m thankful for? I totally enjoyed the thriller rides! If I didn’t try those rides in Enchanted Kingdom during our office outing, I would just have contented myself with photowalking Disneyland and forever wondered if I can challenge my fear of heights and lurching rides. Hahahaha! J

We began with Grizzly Bear Mine whatever that ride is called. One thing’s sure, it’s a mini roller coaster reminiscent of EK’s Space Shuttle. And then we lined up for Mystic Manor which reminds me of Ben Stiller’s Night at the Museum. The relics inside were brought to life after the monkey (forgot his name) touched the music box. After the Manor, we went straight ahead to Toy Story Land. I really loved this place—there are giant wooden blocks and Slinky’s so huge and all the other toys as well. We rode the RC Roller Coaster—similar to Anchor’s Away + Space Shuttle, which was a total winner. By the time we got into Fantasy Land where all the Disney Princesses are placed, we settled for the Carousel and took some nice photos. Finally, we went inside a beautifully-lit castle which played a medley of It’s A Small World. For all the effort made to make this ride and all the cute and fancy childhood memories it brought to my heart, this was one for the books.





We capped the night shopping for some goodies from the Disney store and watching the fireworks display. I was close to shedding a tear or two when the medley of Disney songs was played along with beautiful fireworks display, if not for the sudden rain shower. Hehehehe! It was truly one magical night. :) Check my photoblog for more HK Disneyland photos!


One less lonely girl. :D

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Thursday, August 1, 2013

Everybody walks in Hong Kong

By the time we got out of the airport and into the bustling streets of China’s gateway, we’re greeted by people rushing to and fro each other. Their pedal movements were quick, like they’re being manipulated by some bigger being playing with their strings. The MTRs are particularly packed with people going from one destination to another. It created a beautiful image of how people are so obsessed into making things happen—their moving bodies captured and placed against a modern and urban backdrop. And yes, because they’re into walking, sneakers are totally in. Check my photoblog for more Hong Kong photos. J 






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Jux is back!

Yay! The photo-sharing site Jux is back and running. My web address is still the same: kyemeruth.jux.com. I have uploaded photos from our recent Hong Kong trip. Blogposts soon to follow. Enjoy! J

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