1.4.11

My Artsy Professor

I was reading a link posted on Facebook by a friend: a repost of MONIQUE WILSON'S CALL TO HER FELLOW ARTISTS IN THE PHILIPPINES.

Her post reminded me so much of our former Culture and  Performing Arts Director at the Camarines Norte State College, Mr. Ket Fernandez. For four years I was a member of the CNSC Chorale under his tutelage.  He was very passionate about music, about art, and culture. He was persistent and insistent on giving nothing less but authentic cultural performances, which proved quite a challenge in our community. 

Sir Ket playing the kubing as we perform Iddem-dem Mallida
I admired his desire to educate the students - and yes, professors and administrators, even politicians, too - about how rich our culture is.  He would rave on and on about raising the standards for entertainment.  He had strong opinions against beauty contests (which was always a form of entertainment during fiestas and school activities), network TV shows, and yes, even pop music.

Though his opinions could be a little bit conservative and purist, he presented some very good points.  He was proud of his heritage (he would always tell people about his birthplace which was Cuyo, Palawan), proud of the Filipino talent (he believed in utilizing the artistic abilities of the youth to promote the economic and cultural growth of the province), and did not tolerate ignorance.

Our performances would always include Philippine folk songs and dances, especially the ethnic ones. He would push our skills to its limits, teaching us nothing less than the repertoire of the Philippine Madrigal Singers and the Bayanihan Dancers.


He would make us sing Bicolano-composed songs too, and those that invoke nationalism and love for country.  Most of all he worked hard to promote our cultural group by making us perform outside the province, and in doing so carry our school and province's name with pride.  It was amazing how he transformed a group of kids - most of whom did not read notes at all and did not  have any background on choral music and Broadway musicals - into a full-fledged choral group. 


Like I said, it was difficult to be passionate about culture and the arts when people would rather watch talentless celebrities and beautiful (well, not really) women parade their bodies in their swimsuits.  It was heart-breaking to work so hard and get nothing but apathy in return, most of the time from the very community we work so hard to promote and support.  It is indeed a challenge to educate people who think they don't need to be educated.  It is even more challenging to insist on raising standards and taste when people who are in authority are more than willing to just do what has always been done  because they don't want to "stir the pot". It was a pity, because we have a lot of talented people in the province.


I know that those who did not understand his passion might have believed our director to be a tad arrogant.  Then again, he was an artist, he was temperamental not because he demanded perfection, but because he demanded respect. Respect for the country, respect for our history and culture, and respect for people.

During his birthday on my last year in school I wrote him a note saying "Sir, paglaki ko, gusto ko maging katulad n'yo." (When I grow up I want to be like you.) I still do.

I wish I could be brave like Sir Ket - brave enough to believe that he can change the world in that little town that was not so keen on changing...brave enough to stand out, to be different, to go against the tide.

14.3.11

My DFA Passport Application Experience

Finally, I was able to apply for a passport after years of convincing by the S.O. :-) The process was made easy by the DFA's Passport Appointment System. One only has to go online and fill out an application form on their website, and set up a date and time to make a personal appearance at the new DFA-Aseana Office.

I don't really have any plans to go out of the country, not yet anyway.  I just decided to get a passport because I wanted to get another valid government-issued ID.  And well, in case the opportunity presents itself to go on a trip to anywhere, then I'll be ready.

I filled out the online application around middle of February. I was a little dubious about it but a couple of people at work assured me that it actually works. So my appointment was set for March 14 (today), at 8:30AM.  I received an email confirming my appointment, along with an adobe file of the passport application form.  I just printed out the form on a long bond paper (it was filled out with all my information along with a serial number).  It also reminded me to be at the DFA office at 8:00AM.

So I woke up around 5AM and was on the road a quarter before 7AM.  I took the bus along EDSA, the one with the Baclaran/MOA/DFA route, and paid 15 pesos for the fare (an ordinary bus since it's the first one I saw with a DFA sign and I didn't want to waste time waiting for an air-conditioned one).  I got off across the road from the DFA office itself and was inside at around 7:15.

You can't go in unless you had the application form with you.  There were signs at the gate saying "No Escorts Allowed" so only the person applying for the passport can come in.  You present the passport application form at the confirmation area, where they scan your paper for authenticity.  (They have scanners like those in supermarkets, which is pretty kewl.)  After scanning the document, they tell you to go inside for the checking of requirements.

Step 1: Checking of Requirements.
The queue was fast owing to the number of counters open.
I have always been reluctant to apply for a passport because of the number of requirements needed.  Before I  moved to Manila I didn't have a single government ID to my name.  There's an inconvenient practice of needing to present multiple IDs in this country.  I already got my PRC license, but they usually ask for at least 2 valid (meaning digitized, government issued) IDs so I had to ask a number of people over and over if the BIR issued TIN card with photo is an accepted valid identification.  They said yes so I was appeased.

I was surprised that I only had to present my NSO-issued birth certificate, and my PRC identification card.  They only asked for a photocopy of the ID, they didn't even ask for a photocopy of the birth certificate. They took the original copy though, so you might need to get another copy from NSO if you want to have a personal copy. They didn't ask for additional supporting documents as well (for this I brought the original and certified photocopy of my college transcript).  Turns out I didn't need it.

I was given back my application and a receipt and was told to proceed to the second floor where the cashier and encoding areas were.


Step 2: Payment at the cashier
After paying P950 to the cashier, a queue number was handed out to the applicants for the encoding of biometrics and passport photo.  There were numerous counters for this, which was very efficient.  I only had to wait 5 minutes before my turn came, and the guy at the counter was surprisingly pleasant and chatty - very unusual for a government employee - which I appreciated very much.

Notice that I was already halfway through the process 24 minutes before my
scheduled appointment. :)
Didn't have to wait long because of the numerous counters for
encoding and photo-taking.
It only took 10-15 minutes for encoding my info, fingerprints, signature, and taking my photo. Before my scheduled appointment, I was done.  I only had to proceed to the passport delivery area to pay an extra P120 to have my passport delivered.  I won't have to go back to DFA on April 18th, just have to sit back and wait for it to be sent to me.

I was amazed at how fast it took me to go through the entire process, considering that this is a government office.  It felt really good to be in and out of there in less than an hour.  I admit, I expected so much worse (I even brought a book, in case I had to wait for half a day).

I think it was fortunate to get the early appointment - my officemate was scheduled at 1130AM when he applied for his passport last month, and he said he waited almost four hours.  It's good that I decided to come early too...again, it was a matter of expecting the worst (I had to think about traffic, queues, and all that).

If only all our government offices would be as efficient and all government employees would be as pleasant and accommodating as the one I encountered.  He told me he hasn't had breakfast yet, which made his cheerful disposition even more surprising. :)

I guess I was just lucky...I know it couldn't always be as easy-breezy as that. But I wish everyone would have the same experience and treatment.  That way it wouldn't hurt so much to pay our taxes. ;-)

25.11.10

Tickle Me Stewie

I've long been convinced that television is evil in a box. I mean take Family Guy for instance. It's crazy, sick, and roll-on-the-floor, side-aching funny. It's so deliciously mean you gotta love it. :D And of course, like most evil things, it's addictive. I always gotta have my fix. Every day.

And Stewie! That Stewie is such a hoot! (Makes me afraid to have babies, haha!

31.10.10

Normal Is As Normal Does

Time is up! Yep, the SO is flying back to Cebu this morning, and I admit, I'm really not keen on goodbyes or see-you-later-like-in-a-month-or-two.  You'd think that after six years of being in a long-distance relationship I'd be used to all the comings-and-goings by now...but I still get that lump in my throat and the watery eyes.  I still find it hard to finally release that embrace and close that door without bawling like a baby for about a minute or so.  Yeah, I'm such a sap...but hey, I'm a girl after all. ;P

I'm just grateful to have a taste of "normalcy" the past two months.  When you and your significant other are living in a different zip code (different islands even), its almost impossible to be a normal couple.  You are at the mercy of technology - phonecalls, texts, emails - and it takes a lot of planning and scheduling just to spend a few days together.  It's not ideal, but then again, we cope. All in the name of leuv! (Ackh! Cheeeeessse!!! Lol!)

I had a blast though.  Had an amazing time.  That will pull me through till December (when I'm finally meeting the female parental unit...gasp!)

Anywho...all set for normal (whatever that means.)

25.10.10

Walking Tour of Manila

The SO's in town for two months (yay!) and we finally got the chance to spend weekends together like a normal couple. :) We love taking walks together and one Sunday - inspired perhaps by Carlos Celdran who just got arrested the previous week for taking a piss at the Church for meddling with government stuff - we decided to take a tour of Manila, on foot.  

We woke up at dawn (4am!) and from UN Avenue started walking towards the Cultural Center of the Philippines (a distance of more or less two kilometers), taking pictures along the way.

It was a bit cloudy, but the sun was peeking through the clouds...perfect weather for a stroll indeed.


We enjoyed people-watching while walking and eating taho (soft/silken tofu with tapioca beads and arnibal) - there were couples, families, people jogging, old men fishing (yes, fishing) and kids swimming (yes, swimming!), vendors selling food and other stuff, and even those offering massage services by the seawall (we were tempted, but decided against it hehe). We saw dragon boat racers in training and stopped over to gawk at a father and son playing their bamboo marimba-like instrument.  


We even saw this vintage Volkswagen van parked along the road, looking good as new. I found it so deliciously psychedelic I had to take a photo (I'm weird like that).


We rested a bit when we got to the CCP Complex. Did more people-watching...especially the health-buff group doing aerobics and all sorts of exercise regimen around the area.  It felt festive! After a yummy omelet and corned beef breakfast at Tropical Hut near Star City, we started heading back. We crossed the boulevard and walked along the other side passing through Bangko Sentral ng Pilipinas and the now closed Grand Boulevard Hotel.

We stopped by Rajah Sulayman Park in Malate and passed by the Malate church.

Rajah Sulayman park in Malate


Malate church
Down the street in front of the church there was a food stand selling rice cakes, kutsintasuman, sapin-sapin, and other Filipino kakanin, which reminded me of breakfast/merienda in the province...my nanay loves kakanin. :)


Just as we started heading back towards Roxas boulevard, we saw a calesa (horse-driven carriage) driving by and on an impulse decided to take a ride to Intramuros.  Just like tourists. It was crazy fun! :)  The driver, Ariel, was very perky and talkative but apparently photo-shy...he didn't want to have his picture taken, lol.  He just volunteered to take our photos when he would stop at the historic tourist-y places and tell us an anecdote or two about them.


Finally we got off at Intramuros, the walled city.


It was like taking a Humanities II trip all over again.  I loved the cobblestoned streets, the old (or renovated) buildings that really gave the place a historic feel.  

It was my first time to go inside the Manila Cathedral (yeah, I don't go to the Manila area that much) and honestly felt a little underwhelmed. It seemed so much bigger on television. :) Perhaps its because it wasn't really the original structure, which was destroyed and rebuilt numerous times due to typhoons, earthquakes, and of course World War II.  I can just imagine how it would have felt like inside if it was still the same structure built in the 1600s.



The Manila Metropolitan Cathedral-Basilica
San Agustin Church reminded me of the the churches we visited during our Ilocos trip back in college.  It's designated as a World Heritage Site by UNESCO, under the classification "Baroque Churches of the Philippines."  It was completed in 1607, and the interior is awesome, albeit eerily so.  I just love structures that look, feel, and smell historic. It's like being brought back in time. :)


San Agustin Church
 I didn't even know that Miguel Lopez de Legazpi's tomb was in there. :) Eerie, but really interesting.

Miguel Lopez de Legazpi's tomb inside San Agustin church
 Of course, a tour of Manila won't be complete without visiting THE monument of monuments:

Rizal monument (Luneta park)
 We also didn't forget to get a photo of Kilometer Zero, right across the street. :)


After all that walking we went and got ourselves halo-halo to cool down.  Yummeh.


I think people should do this at least once in their life - explore their own neighborhood.  Sometimes we get so busy and caught up with big dreams of traveling the world and seeing other places, that we never get around to seeing - I mean really seeing - the beauty and sense of history that surround us.

Manila is a beautiful city...I mean, once you get past the poverty and traffic and pollution.  Hey, even the big cities like New York or Paris have an ugly side to them.

This walking tour has been an experience indeed.  And doing it with my significant other made it even more special.  I didn't even feel tired.

I'm so ready for more. :))

8.10.10

Prooky Friday: Fear Us!

To my dearest, crazy friends. :D 
(thanks Karla for the site link on FB)


Personalize funny videos and birthday eCards at JibJab!

21.9.10

Psyched

Tried out the Personality Pattern Test at psychcentral.com, and apparently I am Aesthetic, Intellectual, and Scrupulous, which means I have "good taste," that I am "interesting to talk to", and I am "honest and fair."


And those are just my top three personality traits (the test result gives the top ten).  Here are traits four to ten:

Organized
Competent
Astute
Cooperative
Understanding
Optimistic
Introspective

Well betchabygolly, I sound like a pretty well-balanced person, don't I? ;-D

I forgot that I bookmarked the site (must've seen a link on one of the blogs I usually read) and decided to answer the personality trait test.  This is what the questionnaire looks like:


You click on the circle thingies based on whether the trait is exactly like you or the total opposite...or somewhere in the middle.

Personality tests like this are always fun to answer.  Sometimes the answer you get can be eerily accurate and sometimes waaay off the bat. Nevertheless, it's fun. Kinda like when you read the horoscope. You know it's a bunch of bull, but you read it anyway just because.

Try it...you know you want to. ;-)

13.9.10

Shoebox and Me

The SO and I went shoe-shopping last weekend. I wanted to get a new pair of flats because most of my shoes are already starting to fall apart from overuse. :P

I thought of getting flats first because I'm more for comfort than fashion really...and I needed something I can use both for dress up and dress down days at work.

For good, comfortable flat shoes, my brand of choice is Shoebox and Me.

I first encountered Shoebox at the Greenhills Shopping Arcade, where I got the satin flower-print shoes I love so much.

I was happy to discover that they had a little corner at the third level of Glorietta 3, near Digital Exchange, which means I don't have to go all the way to Greenhills.  Plus they have more items to choose from at Glorietta. Next time I'm gonna check out their store (or kiosk) at Rockwell, see if they have better designs.

Three reasons why I love Shoebox? They're inexpensive (price ranges from P699 to P800+), comfortable (it's like having cushion for your feet), and they're pretty well-made (I'm talking design and workmanship).  If you're a cheapskate like me, it's well worth getting a pair of Shoebox flats instead of those P300-500 pairs they sell in places like St Francis Square or the Greenhills tiangge.

Oh! And they also have half-sizes. Most shoe brands don't have half-sizes anymore. That means I can only choose size 6 shoes, which can be a little snug (I have freakishly long toes, hehe), or size 7 which can be a bit loose. With Shoebox I can get a size 6-and-a-half, which is just right.  I guess that's why they're so comfortable to wear.



I also relish the fact that they're not a big shoe-chain (yet)...they don't even have a website, I think (I googled, no luck.) But you can still find their little corner at the mall. :D  That removes the intimidating factor that well-known shoe boutiques have, plus they don't have sales attendants that glare at you or follow you around. Oh, and they accept major credit cards, so its convenient for cashless shopping too.

My new shoes didn't even need breaking in...they're gentle as a lamb on my feet. Look 'ma, no calluses! :D 

Hasta la vista Shoebox. You haven't seen the last of me.

8.9.10

Happiness is...

"When you make average great, your dreams will become a reality." - Suze Orman

Most of our lives we aim for something better - better car, more money, better job, ideal personal relationships. More often than not we get discouraged when we get nothing on our plate but what we think is a pathetic version of what we hoped for.  There will always be those missed opportunities and greener pastures. We can work all our lives and still just merely scrape by.

This brings me back to our neverending quest for happiness.  It doesn't matter how we define happiness. We almost always look toward the horizon for something better to come along, something other than what we already have. We sit and wait, always on transitional mode, and consider everything as temporary. And then we gripe endlessly about feeling lost and never having permanence in our life. We are always afraid to settle.

What is really so bad about settling? Why are we afraid? Why would we rather wait for the unknown than make the best of what we already have?

It's all so exasperating really.

I say, when you have no other option but sheer mediocrity, better be the best at being mediocre than set yourself up to being a complete failure.  When you label yourself as average, then that is all that you will ever be...and there will be no contentment, no joy, only misery.

So you get by from paycheck to paycheck, you didn't get the latest iPhone model, you're boobs are not that big, and your significant other is not perfect. Boo-hoo to you. The world is too big, and there are worse things out there like war, and famine, and tragedies that no one deserve.  Be grateful. Stop whining.

Be happy.

20.8.10

Prooky Friday: Got Meat?


It was a colleague's last day at work and he got us this yummy platter of Earle's cold cuts for lunch. 

The best of luck to you Roy! You'll surely be missed...Go and follow that cheese!
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