Use somebody

A3 at KD 2011

A couple weeks ago my block had our annual sem/year ender called “Krunkin Drunkin’” at Karen’s condo. I’ve blogged about these get together’s for 3 years already, so I won’t go in depth into how we hardly see each other anymore, how much we miss how a3 used to be, and the circumstances to blame for creating such sentiments.

Rather than talk about our lack of block bonding over the years, I want to focus on what’s obviously in excess instead: talent. Forgive me for sounding proud but damn, a3′s quite the power house and honestly, it can be quite intimidating.

Remember these faces

While everyone was busy chattering away in the sala, I remember listening in from the bedroom. Roxy was raving about her internship at Rogue which Karen re-affirmed by saying how the people you should impress were impressed. And since Karen’s already a PhilYoungStar writer at age 20 her word you know, means something.

Then Gio (who has contributed for Status) and Karen swap referrals while Jio and Aika name drop all these industry people whose names I should probably be more familiar with by now. (Although, I justify this by telling myself that I’m not going into publishing haha.) Then of course there’s Iya, who despite the fact that she’s all the way in Paris, is mentioned because we all know that she’s going places.

Don’t even get me started on all my amazingly talented friends who are not my aforementioned block mates. But for now let me focus on my blockmates.

Setting aside our own niches, generally in this industry we are somehow each other’s competition. But instead of feeling cut throat, a part of you (well, me) can’t help but feel excited at the prospect that my block mates will most probably be the people to know in the not so distant future of the media.

Although this might come off as brash, the truth is that we’re all going to use each other one day (if we already haven’t.) And i mean that in the best sense of the term, like how this person refers this person who uses this person for this particular job.

When you have such talented friends, you also can’t help but feel envious because you wish you knew your niche, scared because what if you never find it and wishful that when you do, you’ll be freaking awesome at it too.

Actually, you don’t even need to have talented friends. Reading and hearing about all the 20-somethings who are already making something of themselves is unnerving enough.

I’ve tried dabbling in a lot of things which I know is both my advantage and disadvantage. Right now a career in broadcasting is the dream, the details of which I don’t like sharing with a lot of people because I prefer not to get my hopes (too) up albeit still very much dreaming.

Anyways, although I know I just babbled about it I’m not too worried. I strongly believe that if I keep doing whatever “this is” that i’m doing right now, enjoy and be good at it, somewhere down the line the dots will eventually connect. Everything that I’ve ever done and the skills I’ve picked up along the way will finally come together and make sense.

Steve Jobs gives me hope. He created the i-series from a random typography class he took in college, but only after he was kicked out of the company he started and faced his own share of failures. Well, something like that, I forgot the exact details haha.

So, just you wait.  I’ll be somebody you can use too.

All pictures from Jio Igual.

The sexy girls and boys of A3

A3 dynamics

Work & Play

We're the g-sters, like hipsters only cooler.

I love my yuppie friends who like to discuss business matters about stocks, investments and the like, but the fact is that I’m a com major. And although that might sound extremely stereotypical of my course and belittling to my own capacity to understand issues of this nature my point is this:  it doesn’t matter because it really doesn’t peak my interest.

I know that I can probably offer my own 2 centavos to the discussion but after my block and g inuman about 2 weeks ago, i realized how refreshing it is to talk about work and an industry that relates directly to me and laugh about pop culture trivia and comments that only people like us will find funny and appreciate.

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Late but not forgotten # 2

The second and last of the “late but not forgotten  series of photoblogs”

Have you ever noticed that compared to boys, girls seem to take longer to get closer and open up to new girls? Well, at least that’s in my experience. It could also be a high school barkada mentality where the only people you want to get to know in college are those  of the opposite sex.

But anyways, stereotypically speaking, boys can easily bond over a game of basketball, while for girls shopping is something usually reserved for our closest BFF’s and can’t be done for free.  If universally boys is to sports, then what is to girls?  Maybe the answer is boys HAHA.

I mention this because a couple of weeks ago, my bestfriends and I had coffee with a girl friend of ours, Michiko. You know how it works. Being part of the same crowd who goes to the same parties is limited to nothing more than a name you see pop up constantly on your feed, have pictures and (occasionally) get drunk with. It took more than a year for us to get out of the social networking induced friendship limbo. Why did it take so long for us to meet and hang out? It was so much fun, us 4 girls talking hours on end about love and relationships (among other things of course.) Very SATC.

The following Saturday my childhood/ISM bestfriend since Gr. 1 visits the north all the way from Taft. She went to watch her boy’s soccer game and hang out with me. Although I wasn’t her primary reason for going to Katipunan, lets say we did more talking than watching. And more oggling than watching too.  HAHA. We’re so different from each other but she’s like family to me so it doesn’t really matter now does it?

Then out of nowhere Karen surprises me by dropping a line via Facebook PM to set up a long over due catch up date. I was kilig! It wasn’t that long ago when we used to spend our summer swimming, yoga-ing, spa-ing, baking, foodie & hipster music tripping, tumblr raving and talking about our future.

Well, that afternoon we still talked about our future, but it’s kinda overwhelming to see how much that has overlapped with our present in just a year and intimidating to see how far it will continue to. Naturally we still talked about boys, but I have to applaud our ability to not make it the first thing that came out of our mouths.

It’s kinda sad how A3 has pretty much disbanded since sophomore year. But it’s efforts like this that still make me smile.

Fast forward to the people I do experience my college life with now. Another T.G.I.F night chilling at Loyola Film Circle’s Underneath the Stars event.

So many freaking couples being all kinds of sweet around me. But it’s okay if it’s Gabe & Marji because they’re my new favorite couple!

We must not let the robots take over.

Eat & live life with gusto. The double down was an over hype oozing with oil, but props to KFC for an effective marketing strategy. If you don’t mind, i’ll stick to burger buns.

MISSING-itis

Some things that I don’t miss about freshman year:

  • Math
  • Being “fat”-er
  • Lab class

Some things that I do miss about freshman year:

  • More care free days
  • Sleep
  • And most especially, hanging out with my blockmates

A couple of days ago, while I was  interviewing and shooting a freshman block that I’m featuring for the next issue of g, I suddenly got nostalgic. There was something oddly familiar about the bouts of laughter, teasing and taunting that characterized them in between each take.  The uuuuys of the typical and non-existent coupling off and the frantic dash to the front of the SLR for pictures. Although I was watching their dynamic from a distance, I felt connected to them through my own memory. That was my block, A3, almost 3 years ago.

We’ve always prided ourselves as a relatively close block. We were known for it and our facebook and tumblr feeds would overflow with our love for each other. It was only in our junior year of college when we really stopped hanging out as much as we used to. You can blame a lot of factors like different tracks, friends, boy/girl friends, schedules, extra curricular activities for branching us all in different directions.

I call it the block curse which is probably the cousin of the JTA curse because they both happen in junior year and cause involved participants to grow apart and eventually break up. But unlike JTA, a majority of us haven’t left the country. I know.  I’m being dramatic. I’m pretty sure a3 won’t completely disband. I just have a slight case of missing-itis haha. Symptoms include hot flashes accompanied by memories like…

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We were only freshmen – Remembering ORSEM 2008

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ORSEM is a rite of passage where you can’t call yourself an Atenean unless you’ve sweat blue and danced the Pacific Ring of Fire at least once. Whether or not you like it Banana and TNT  will become part of your vocabulary and will haunt your memories with hyper upperclassmen who appear to have overdosed on energy drinks.

Nothing makes you feel old like watching freshman orientation and knowing that you’ve been there, done that. And it’s only when you see the freshmen run around campus like a stampede that you remember just how long ago that was. I visited today as well as helped out in the freshmen comm dept. talks and these were the sentiments expressed by a lot of my friends!

Now that I’m a junior I’m glad that I had something like ORSEM to look back at and laugh about. As much as we all hated being held hostage for 3 days, it’s a shared experience we all go through. Today reminds me of my own ORSEM experience and moments such as these:

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