I Hate People with DSLRs

    I hate people with digital SLR cameras because of the reason that I ahte them but for the reason that I’m so envious at seeing people possesing the latest and innovative model in the field of photography.

    It all started when I was still taking pictures of major school events since 3rd Year high school.  Even though I’m not the official photographer of the school paper nor was I the chief  school documentarian. It was just a hobby gone wild really. Next thing I knew I was making movies out of the pictures that I took. Well, hindi nga saktong 3rd Year, simula pa noong Intrams namin nung Grade 6 pa, gamit ang Olympus camera na de-film ng mommy ko. Then not only ws I making movies, I even started posting them on Youtube starting with my first Jamer movie “Noli Me Tangere: Sisa”. Ahhh!

    Now, then came my senior year.  These two batchmates that I know have with them a new  Canon DSLR (well one of them has a Canon model, the other I’m not sure yet). I got jealous because they take better shots than me. Other than the fact that the digicam that I was using was not keen on quality, it made me look so inferior to theirs. And that is how it began my hatred towards DLSR-possesing peeps.

    Hindi naman kapag galit ako sa kanila eh di ko sila kakausapin, it’s just that I have this feeling that something that I actually like is being taken away from me. Removing the reason why I like taking pictures. Digital photography, I feel is the thing for me and it is the reason why I pursued my MMA course. My hobby for digital photography had me branched out to making slideshow movies and eventually using a little creativity made making these kind of movies a little less dull (even my moviemaking skill was looked down  and frowned upon by one the guys I was telling you about).

    Now, I joined this org for MMA majors. And I see a lot of people who use DLSRs and it made me even more miserable and felt more inferior. What’s up with that? Maybe I have an inferiority complex, I don’t know. Nakakainggit lang siguro ang makita na may taong mas magaling sa’kin o kaya mas adept sa piniling propesyon. I also want to take pictures that are out of this world and is 100% quality-rrific.

    Talk about DLSRs, these gadgets are truly expensive. My initial price guess was that they cost around 15k to 20k+ but they actually cost more than that! There was also this guy in CSb who was selling a second-hand DLSR, I aksed for the price and I was shocked that his so-called “cheap and affordable” price offer is way out of my wallet’s reach! I can’t believe he’s selling a second-hand camera with a price that could make you think that it’s still brand new but WHAT THE HOW!?

    I don’t expect my parents to buy me one, considering their modest incomes as government employees. I can’t even save money to buy one, what for Php 500+ a week, it could actually be the death of me. So how I wish for me 17th birthday that someone would give me a DSLR as a present but I’m not expecting too much. So nangangarap lang.

WAKAS

The Talkative Barber: J-Edition (Chapter 9)

Chapter 9

The First and The Last For Him!

(Ang Nakaraan…We last saw our hero having a very long conversation with the apothecary’s journeyman. This led him to almost certain danger. The journeyman almost fell victim to the boring tales of Getr until he forgot that he have an errand to do. Let’s see who opened the door now)

(At the door of the apothecary’s residence)

Jesper: Hello? who is it? (OPening thedoor slightly)
Gert: It is I! Gert Westpahler, fiancee and future kabiyak of your master’s daughter.
Jesper: Ahh, Ok. I thought you were someone else like Ate Glo or something.
Gert: What’s your name again? Jesper?
Jesper: Duh!! As if! You already came here for like ten time! Have you not know my name at that time?
Gert: oops! Sori ‘tol!
Jepser: Che! Manigas ka ‘no!
Gert: Well anyway; jesper, is the apothecary home?
Jesper: Uhm..Let me see…Ah..yes. But there’s an inspection today, I believe he would not be able to attend with you. But he told me to call the young lady whenyou come.
Gert: Oh, please do. Thank you. PLease tell her that I’ll be waiting.
Jesper: Uhuh…wait. (turning his head around)…Hoy, senyorita halika nga rito…(turning his head back to Gert) Please wait at the couch. I’ll drag her here.
Gert: Ok.
(Gert, sits down and read some magazine)
(He reads a magazine titled: “The Gossip Mag for Idiots LIke You” and later on “Barber’s Daily)
Gert: Ooh! There’s a sale on scissors and razors! wow, $50.00 for a pair of swiss knifes!! Ang ganda nito!

(What would happen if Jesper didn’t comeback for Gert? What would Leonora do with Gert now that his days are now numbered? Will Gert keep reading the Gossip Mag for Idiots Like You or the Barber’s Daily? Stay tuned for the next dramatic, award-winning, yet heart-thrilling episode of The Talkative Barber: J-Edition!!!)

———-> TO BE CONTINued or ELSE!

The CSB Experience: When It Rains, It Pours

    A line used in the horror movie “Feng Shui” by Lotlot de Leon to Kris Aquino when the latter’s character was placing her ba-gua on the top of her back door.

    Okay, It’s been raining almost nonstop since Wednesday and hat day was no laughing matter. Since it was a school day, I have to go to my PEONEPF class on 9:20 AM to take my finals, meaning making some weird choreography of “high-impact” aerobic steps and blah, blah, blah. Earlier that day, I asked my bunso if I could borrow his I-Pod and take in its content some danceable O2Jam tunes. He’s okay with it so I ended up taking out almost 500 MB worth of songs from his I-Pod and there remained a qaurter of what was left of it. Just to be sure, I also borrowed my dad’s “AEROKAEBO” vcd which stars Pia Guanio so if ever we’d be allowed to do some aerobic thingies from a vcd.

    I was on my way out when I noticed that the clouds oustide are getting gloomy (makulimlim) so brought with me not only my handy-dandy umbrella (from my sponsor Penshoppe) but a hoodless La Salle-Dasma jacket. I got this when a firend of my mom gave it to her and since she don’t wantnit, she gave it to me. I already have a hooded Lasalista raincoat but it’s too impractical for me to wear because of its large size.

Well anyway, but the time I arrived at Monumento, it’s still gloomy but it’s not yet raining. I ahd tis feeling that it going to rain hard. I was by now inside the LRT train when Lance called me up from my cellphone. He asked if classes in CSB is suspended. Asking him why, he replied that their place in San Juan is already flooded so he may not be able to go to school. When the train was already past Bambang station, I overlooked the windows and saw from myself flooded streets. Just as we crossed Pasig River, it began to rain really hard that I can quickly see from the windows that streets are immediately got filled with water. I couldn’t imagine what would Taft Avenue would look like by the time I arrived at Vito Cruz Station.

    My mind couldn’t get any better, the whole Taft Ave. is bloody flooded and people going to CSB and those from La Salle U are stranded. Thos going to La Salle can’t walk their way since the sidewalk is flooded while those going to CSB found ti difficult walk across the flooded Taft. Good thing that I hitched a pedicab ride with a fellow CSB schoolmate. I was shocked that the pedicab driver is charging me 20 Pesos for crossing Taft! I can’t believe that these people are charging innocent passengers even if the regular fare is really 5 pesos. I find them more scrupulous than the more honest ones from back home.

    Anyway, i only had a few 1-peso coins with me and a whole 500 Peso bill so the driver can’t do much but to accept the nine-pesos I gave to him (he thought it was 10). I got in, when inside the school bookstore and bought myself a pair of slippers worth 220 pesos. When to the fourth floor finding that class was about to start. Outside was Czarlene and her friend while Jisney was somewhere out there.

To make the long story short, we were dismissed 30 minutes after class started, many who attended got good final grades and told not to go to next week’s class. Mikee just arrived but was shocked that she was late and had to take the final exam next wednesday. Gilbert and friends just arrived and where told of the same thing. Genesis arrived but didn’t bother to go insde thus he was late. Jisney and Czarlene was marked not present and classes were finally cancelled, yahoo!

    I took the LRT back to find Monumento still rain-parched, I made merienda at Araneta Square, it rained by the time the jeep I was riding went past Acacia, and by the time I arrived to Arko, it was flooded so I took a pedicab ride (with a reasonable charge of 5 pesos), came home, ate lunch, and took some siesta time for me to nap.

So the rain fell on the next few days and class were suspended and we lived happily ever after.

THEN END

CLUB RECOGNITION DAY

School: St. James Academy Malabon
Song: St. James the Great (Alma Mater song)
Sung by: Christopher AvendaÑo
Video made by: Gem
This video is about the yearly activities of the school which exhibit the values that the school teaches alll its students.
“With greatful hearts we all proclaim, for our God, our Country, for our St. James”
Go JAMERS!

Padala Ko Dati sa Washington Post 6 Years Ago

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May 3, 2002
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Why is Foggy Bottom in Northwest Washington called “Foggy Bottom”?

— James Habitan, 11, Falls Church

No one knows for sure who said, “Let’s call this area ‘Foggy Bottom’ ” — or even why that name was picked. But, said Gail Redmann, head of the library at the Historical Society of Washington, there are a few ideas about how the neighborhood south of Pennsylvania Avenue NW and west of 23rd Street got its name.

First, let’s take those two words. You know what “foggy” means: those white clouds that hug the ground. A “bottom,” geographically speaking, is an area of low-lying land near a river. …

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The CSB Experience: TSINELASALISTAS

    Nakakataw naman ang mga ginagawa kong mga blog entries no? Sa totoo nga lang, naga-undergo pa ako ng malalim na brainstorming para mag-isip ng mga kakaibang mga titulo. Hehehehe…

Ok, La Salle has long been known with all thing green and white, basta kung green, it’s La Salle. So one of the surprises that I had was when I saw that CSB and mother school DLSU have a wide array of Lasalista merchandises ranging from jerseys, to caps, to keychains, to bags, to jackets, to paperbags, to t-shirts, to shorts, to even perfume. I won’t be surprise if they even have a underwear line for the totally devoted Lasalista. Prices depends on the product’s size and quality, like this Animo Sleepers I just bought yesterday which costs Php220 from my wallet. So far, I have in possesion one LA SALLE rain coat, one La Salle-Dasma hoodless jacket, a pair of Animo slippers (or what I personally call it TSINELASALISTAS), excluding the apir of Lasalyano t-shirts that my Lasallian sister had since her days from DLSU.

    There was a time that because of my Animo slippers, I was all green that time. I was on my way home when I was hitching a ride on the LRT. I noticed that I was all green, from my green striped t-shirt (from Oxygen), CSB PE shorts, La Salle-Dasma hoodless jacket plus my Animo slippers. Really, greenie na greeni ako (thanks to my fondness to the color green).

    If there is one thing that I had to say about it is that it really made me laugh when I thought of a name for my slippers. Really, TSINELASALISTAS?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!