Monday

Malabo Tulad ng Mata Ko.


Gusto kong humiga sa kalsada at magpabasa sa ulan. Gusto ko chill lang ang buhay. Gusto ko lang magpahinga. I need a break. I need a Kit-Kat. I need to relax. I need to calm down. I just need to stop. The world's moving too fast. I'm tired of this "multiple tabs" life. It only shows how much I still have to do. Goddamn whoever created multiple tabs. I know it's useful and all, but all it does is point out your workload, which overwhelms you because your work is piling up, and all you want to do is just lay down and look at the ceiling. Ahh the simplicities of life, how I miss you, but technology has made life more complex. More idle-inducing... if you catch my drift. "I don't want this anymore, but I have to finish this". Pang-ilang tao na kaya ako na nagsabi 'nun? Ayoko na bilangin baka malaman ko na ako lang nagsasabi 'nun. Di ako nagrarant. Di rin ako nagdadrama. Gusto ko lang mag-type case procrastinator nga ako. Okay bye na. Gawin mo na rin yung gagawin mo. Salamat sa pagbasa. Bow.


P.S. Listen to this while reading my entry. Mas sasabawin ka.
Tarsius - Deathless Gods


Alive and Kicking!

Ui hello! Buhay pa pala 'tong blog na toh? Figures. I am a procrastinator after all. If you could only see how many drafts I've written for countless entries, maiisip niyo rin na "Mamaya ko nalang tatapusin mga toh." Nakakabagot masyado. Parang buhay ko. Kidding. Promised myself to detach myself from my emo personality. That's too high school anyway. Ano bang tawag sa emo pag naging adult na? Uhm "adult". Di niyo nagets noh? Di ko rin gets humor ko eh. Haha.

So what was the point of this entry? Well for one, I'm just writing to prove that I'm still alive. Two, I've realized that I need this blog, since it's one of the things where I can reflect and escape. Three, wala lang, I just wanted to say hi to you guys. Musta na ba mga buhay niyo? Yun lang naman. Yang tatlo lang naiisip ko kung bakit ko gusto magsulat ng entry. Kung meron pang rason, sige ihahabol ko nalang sa susunod na entry. Hanggang sa muli, paalam!

Saturday

Overheard at the Office: Week 1

This week, Julia and I already started our OJT at a pharmaceutical company based in GBC. It's been only one week but the whole experience is already an eye-opener for us. Oo eye-opener talaga. Pano? Well we learned that people who work in the office, especially the cubicle next to ours, are the most hilarious people ever. Kahit hindi intentional yung mga sinasabi nila, tawang-tawa kami sa mga punchline nila. Ang mahirap pa, since office setting, you really have to be sneaky and quiet when it comes to laughing. Ang hirap pala pucha. Sumasakit yung tiyan ko, sabay naluluha pa ko. Tarantado kase yung mga nasa kabilang cubicle eh, kung anu-ano pinagsasasabi. Here are some of the things we've heard throughout the week:

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"Ate, pwede pasubo sayo?"


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"Kaw na maghugot."


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"Pasaksak nga."


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"Ang dumi mo."


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"Uhhh guys I would like to intro-juice..."


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"Hindi ako kumakain eh.... ng healthy."


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"Yan yung pantry. Maliit lang kaya nga pan-three."


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"Ito yung pinaka-importanteng tao sa opisina... para sakin."


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"Ganyanin mo ng kamay mo. Yan oh yan oh."


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M: "Kambal sa uma."
F: "Ano, kambal sa suman?"


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"Tehnchu."
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F1: "Ayan saraaap. Ow. Ayan dalawa pa, sige pa."
F2: "Matigas eh."
F1: "Matigas talaga yan."


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"Tigasan mo pa. Suntukin mo, yung parang nakikipag-away ka kay _______."


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F1:"San ka ba galing?"
F2:"Nanlalaki."
F1:"Kala ko ba may asawa ka na, puta ka nanlalaki ka pa."


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"Sampolan mo naman ako ng pole dancing."

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"Come here, come here. I have something first for you."


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"Para di na siya mangapa. Hawakan mo dito."

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"Nagulat ka ba? Masyado bang malaki?"

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M:"What's your favorite fruit?"
F:"Suman. Skinless suman."

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"You're a fire hazard you know that?"

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F1:"Gusto mo ng itlog?"
F2:"Anong klaseng itlog ba yan?"
F1:"Itlog ni Mang Jun."

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"Isa siya sa one of the...islands."

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F:"Ito ba yung itlog na may cocomber. (cucumber)"
M:"Ano? Anong sabi mo, cocomber? Nagsusuklay?"
F:"Ang sabi ko CO-COMB-ER!"
M:"Oonga nagsusuklay yan."

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"So lagi kang nagpapakasta?"


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M: "Si _____ di raw pumasok ngayon kase bubuo raw siya ng bata."
F: "Sabihin mo kahit di na siya pumasok ng isang buwan basta makabuo siya!"

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"Where is my stapler? Have you sent?"


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"Did you mind if I?"


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Thursday

Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.

I got this from thunderpopcola, one of the blogs I follow on Tumblr. Her entry really caught my attention for some reason. Maybe because it's appropriate to where I am in my life right now, wherein I am at a phase of self-discovery, which constantly yearns for reassurances and more guidance. So if you think or feel that you are also in that phase or you're just in need of a good read, you should check this out. It'll inspire you. Peksman.

Written by Adrian Tan, author of The Teenage Textbook (1988), was the guest-of-honour at a recent NTU convocation ceremony. This was his speech to the graduating class of 2008.
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What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.
Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.
What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.
Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.
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The most important is this: do not work.
Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.
Work kills. The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork. That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.
There’s a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.
People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan “Arbeit macht frei” was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.
Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.
Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.
So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.
Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working.
Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.
In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.
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I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.
It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.
One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself.Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.
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The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.
I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.
Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.
Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.
Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.
You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.
You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.
Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.
Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.

Saturday

I'm Sick *cough cough*

I hate being indoors, and this comes from someone who enjoys the confines of his room rather than going to clubs. Yes, I'm a homebody, but after being sick all week, it's not really fun spending the whole week in your room, wrapped up in blankets and pillows, and coughing loudly (with the occassional vomiting and well the opposite of vomiting...if you catch my drift... sorry TMI). It's absolute hell I tell ya.  And with the limited things that you can do when you're sick, it's even more depressing. I've tried... (*instert imaginary montage of me doing random things*) reading books, tried studying for Economics (for next sem, nuks), watching tv (no good shows at all), downloading series/movies, listening to my iPod, and taking pictures of random things. Isn't being sick depressing or what?

Why can't my life be like that episode of Adventures of Pete & Pete, wherein Little Pete pretended to be sick and had all kinds of fun. Oh wait, he pretended. Damn. Still, it'd be fun going somewhere rather than staying in your own room, wallowing in regret and bacteria. Next time I'm going to be sick, I'm channeling my inner Ferris Bueller and just go out and spread the bacteria love with everyone.



Finished reading Son of Neptune. Awesome. Bitin nga lang. 

My domain for this week. Yeap, I'm a slob. 

Love the lighting, but the heat? Fucking init pare. 


Told ya, I was taking pictures of random things. 

I Will Possess Your Heart. 

Ganito ka-init sa kwarto ko. I seriously used that umbrella. 

Sunday

Battalia.

Imagine that the government has given up on the youth and has decided that in order for the chaos to cease, teenagers have to learn their lesson the hard way. That's the premise of the movie, Battle Royale. The movie, set in Japan, tells the story of a high school class chosen by the government to be enlisted in the game, Battle Royale. The main point of the game? Kill or be killed. Simple? Well... not really. Given the situation, I'd probably only kill if my life was threatened by another classmate (or I may just be one good lying son of a bitch). Well who knows? I could even team up just to find a solution for all of us to be saved. Anyway, not the point of this entry. This entry is actually about my Battalia Royale experience with my friends last March 9.

Battalia Royale is a "stage" adaptation of Sipat Lawin Ensemble of the Japanese movie, Battle Royale.
When I first heard of the play on Tumblr, I became ecstatic. I loved the movie so much when I first saw it at some random hotel room back then, and to have it adapted into an almost interactive play was beyond awesome. I was so psyched that I downloaded the movie to watch it again. Yeap eager kid is eager.

Anyway, I immediately grabbed 3 of my blockmates, Ariane (cuz she's always game to go out), Mich (cuz she's interested daw), and Miks (cuz he's a motherfuckin' psycho that's why... HAHA kidding Miks, don't make strings come out of my eyes). So we were all giddy as fuck when Miks suddenly backed out cuz he had an "accident" (too gross for the general patronage)... kaya ayun 3 nalang kami, but we were still psyched.

On the day of the play, we immediately left school (a.k.a. cut class) and went searching for the venue. Lo and behold... we were too early. Hahaha. The actors weren't even wearing their costumes yet. So we idly sat by outside the abandoned school. We even tried walking along the street but Mich and I were getting worried for Ariane cuz she's a conyo. Hahaha.


When we got our tickets, we were tasked to go inside a classroom where we waited again. This is what happens when you're super early... you wait... and I hate waiting. I have ADHD when I am made to wait. So anyway, we were people watching when Kuya Bodjie suddenly went inside the room. Of course, like an ordinary fan of Batibot would feel, I felt awe-stricken. It's motherfuckin' Kuya Bodjie! There were a lot of questions in my head the first time I saw him, such as "San si Ate Sienna? San si Kapitan Basa? San si Pong Pagong?" Mga ganung tanong lang naman. Hahaha. Nung nagsalita na si Kuya Bodjie, lahat ng tao, hiyawan, but we were tasked to keep quiet because the play was about to begin, but before that, we were going to play a game daw.









Initial thought: "Tangina. Ayoko mapili dito." So I rummaged my way to a group of people para matago ako. Yun pala, buong audience maglalaro. The game was Killer, Killer. Sabi ko "Pucha, yun lang pala." Haha. "Eh nilalaro natin ton tuwing break dati.", I told Mich and Ariane. The original game of Killer, Killer is you sit in a circle and take pieces of paper (which contain the role you are going to portray). If you get the "Killer", what you have to do is wink at random persons and kill most of the people in the circle without being identified by the "Judge"/"Police". If you get "Judge"/"Police", what you have to do is catch the "Killer". Sipat Lawin's version of Killer, Killer was fun. All we had to do was close our eyes, and wait for the signal to open them. If you get tapped on the back once, you are deemed a "Killer", and if you're tapped twice, "Judge" ka, and everybody else is a goner. The winners of the game will be those who are creative when it comes to creating their own deaths. And let me say, they were really creative with their deaths, because as soon as we opened our eyes, people we're beginning to die around us. It was pretty scary actually. Putangina ikaw kaya nasa isang classroom ka tas dim pa yung lights tas yung mga tao isa-isa namamatay. People were shrieking... screaming... some even had foaming mouths. What the fuck is happening. Tapos biglang "namatay" si Ariane. I thought she was kidding, but she told me some guy killed her daw. Well buti pa siya namatay... kami ni Mich parang tanga lang dun... buhay. Haha. Anyway, three people won. Their prizes were awesome actually. They will be given special parts in the play raw. Damn. Wish I won that one.









So when the play officially started, it was chaos. Organized chaos, but still... Everyone was running like a bunch of rabid animals. Imaginin mo may sunog + may raid + zombie outbreak. Ganun ka-intense. And it was hard to run since there were no lights. It was an abandoned school. Limited electricity. Anyway, we soon got inside a huge space where a human pile of students were waiting for us. As they wake up, Kuya Bodjie A.K.A. Fraser Solomon (class adviser of Class Hope) walks in and talks to us like we're behind a two-way glass window. He mentions that the class was on their way to Mt. Pinatubo for their field trip when they were gassed by the government and were chosen as participants for Battle Royale, and were tasked to kill each other until one remains. Dun-dun-dun. "Bullshit!" shouted Basti A.K.A "Shit guy" (Ariane and I coined the nickname for the dude in that video about spoiled teenagers) And that would be the normal reaction... "Bullshit!" Magpatayan? Tangina. Ano 'toh Hunger Games?  Anyway, nagmamanhid na yung leg ko when the nurse died. She was killed by Fraser at gunpoint. That's when I felt really psyched. Patayan naaaaaa. Woooh. And I could feel the audience feel it too kase medyo nagbubulungan na lahat at nagreready nang tumayo. Tapos isa pang gunshot, takbuhan na lahat ng students. Simultaneously, our guides were shouting and ordering us to move our asses. Shit, this is the real fucking deal. So Ariane and Mich grabbed me, and we ran like goddamn savages to the next scene. It was funny that we forgot that it was an abandoned school. It was unsafe. Tumalon ako sa isang ledge and I landed sa gutter. Wow. Daredevil ako amp. Pero I was fine. Konting galaw lang though and I would've sprained my ankle. But I would do anything to be first at the scene.













Una naming pinuntahan, nalabuan ako kase di ko alam kung san ako titingin. May couple na nadun sa likod ng isang puno tapos meron namang nagsisigawan dun sa building sa harap namin. Again, chaos. After 'nun, our guides led us downstairs to what looked like the abandoned school's former gym. The first character we saw was a guy who kept on mumbling poetry while pacing inside a room. May fork pa siyang hawak. Either nagdadasal siya bago kumain o naka-drugs siya. Ewan. Basta patuloy-tuloy siya sa ginagawa niya. Tas biglang may sumigaw sa isang part ng gym tas pagtingin ko yung isang student sinaksak yung kaklase niya ng spear. Hayup! After naman 'nun, we were introduced to a couple who were arguing about sex and shit tas biglang binigla sill ng isang dude na may bomba sa katawan. This is when I got excited... Sabi ko "Eto na, mababasa na ako ng dugo! Woohoo!" Then boom goes the dynamite... but sadly, only Ariane and Mich got splattered. So ayun, na-depress ako.







It was my first time having to watch a play wherein there's a "Choose your own adventure" kind of element in it. Nalilito nga kami eh kung san kami pupunta cuz we had certain students we were rooting for.  We just stayed in the gym and watched the scenes of Kakai (counterpart of Mitsuko aka the badass chick in the class); Victor (who was supposed to be a version of Sugimura); Rhae (Chigusa's counterpart); Julius, Lakhi, and June; the Kiriyama gang, and Jess and her volleyball team (the girls in the lighthouse).

I'm not going to tell the story scene by scene anymore since I know you guys have a short attention span. So imma just mention some of my favorite scenes.

First are Kakai's scenes. First of all, I didn't expect the girl on girl action between Kakai and Ina. Intense MOMOL action. Haha. I was like "Is this for real?" Holy crap. And I didn't expect Kakai to be Mitsuko's counterpart. She looked like an innocent kid. Well siguro yun yung point. She was a good player. She deceived most of her classmates and killed them. We even get to hear her back story in one of the scenes, wherein she got raped as a kid because her mom pimped her. Disturbed girl is disturbed.











Second would be the Kiriyama gang's scenes. Intense din sila eh. All the girls kicked ass. Compared to Kakai's tactics of befriend and kill, theirs were more direct. Rambol kagad. Sipa kung sipa. Suntok kung suntok. Wrestlemania ang dating pucha. I was rooting for the blonde Japanese-looking girl. Now she was badass. It was sad to see them all die though.










Third would be Victor's scenes. He was sort of the main hero for us. He was like Sugimura's character mixed with Shogo's character. He was a good boy with a mission to find his best friend and potential love interest, Rhae, but it doesn't mean that he's a good boy that he's hesitant to kill. He killed a lot of people, but only because he was avenging some of his classmates. He was a crowd favorite, too. Mich was all giddy for him. Crush na crush niya kase. Anyway, he died after killing Kakai (who killed a lot of her classmates, as well as, Rhae).














Fourth, would be Timothy's scene. Timothy is some random character that Fraser picks and kidnaps. He is the prize for the Killer, Killer game actually. The winners of the game earlier would be the ones having the chance to kill Timothy, but there was a twist. They could only kill Timothy if the audience decides whether he is to be killed or not. Ariane, Mich, and I voted to save him... but we were outnumbered. Bunch of bloodthirsty animals! Maybe this part was placed in the play to see how we view humanity and violence. Apparently, some people prefer violence. I like violence as much as the next guy, but even if it was a hypothetical situation, I would've preferred saving him. Anyway, lumalayo na ako sa kwento. Haha.





Moving on. Fifth, would be the scenes of Jess and her gang of naive girls. I wasn't really interested in their story since I assumed their ending was the same as the "Lighthouse girls" in the movie (wherein they killed each other out of paranoia). I was rooting for Sophia though. Didn't know how she died though since it was already "Choose your adventure" time when she got killed. I don't know how the other girls died rin actually. So if anyone of you knows, pakisabi. Curious lang ako. Pati dun kina Lakhi, Julius, and June.







Mag-tutwo hours na ata nung inannounce na "It's time to choose your adventure!" So Mich, Ariane, and I quickly decided and chose to follow the Kiriyama gang. By the time we situated ourselves on the second floor of a building, Basti killed most of his gang members already. Ang narinig na lang narinig "You should've been careful, Sanyaaaa" (in the most conyo-est tone ever haha). Then Carmina was killed. Tapos some random guy who kept spraying Axe was killed then Basti and Kakai fought. Basti got away while Kakai and Victor fought. Victor finally got to kill Kakai and when he was deciding on whether to kill himself or not, Basti comes out beside us (nagulat nga yung iba eh, bigla nalang nasa 2nd floor si Basti), positions himself, and shoots Victor. So just as we assumed that Basti won, we were led to an empty pool (which was nifty for skateboarding... too bad I don't know how hahaha) where Basti, Jessica, and June were. So this is where I became really curious how the other characters like Sophia, Lakhi, and Julius died kase di ko inexpect na si Jess at si June matitira. After a couple of minutes, Jess gets shot so we assumed she's dead already. June and Basti are left. June kills Basti, and we're like "Siya nanalo?!" We hardly even knew her. Anyway, Jess stands up and is frantic at the sight of Basti's dead body. June tells her that it's okay and tries to explain, but Jess, in panic, shoots June and kills her. So ayun, nanalo si Jess, and mad props to the one who played her because she really looked like she was scarred for life for killing somebody. She was then congratulated by Fraser and was declared the valedictorian. Didn't expect this kind of ending as well, but I still loved it. Haha.













The last scene of the play was back to the big quadrangle (where the Kiriyama gang died) wherein all the bodies of the students were lined up and covered with white sheets. Sabi ko pa nga "Are they gonna play and dance Thriller?" Then, this funky music starts to play and we figured it was the school's anthem. While the anthem was playing, the students rise up and sing the hymn with actions pa. Ayos talaga yung play na 'toh noh? Namatay na nga, kumakanta pa sila. Haha. Parang black comedy. Anyway, after that, the play was over. Huhu.











Don't think I'm spoiling you by saying who died and who won. Calm down. I've been told they change the endings for every show, so don't worry. If ever I'm going to watch it again (and I am going to watch it again, this time with a few of my other blockmates), I'll get better shots. Hehe. Oh, and I'll definitely watch out for Kuya Bodjie... kase di ako nakapagpa-picture sa kanya. Booo.

To end this long post, imma invite you guys to watch Battalia Royale. I hear they'll be running the show again on September. I hope they still retain the original cast, though. They were awesome. Mad props to the cast, the director, the guides, and to other staff of Sipat Lawin. You guys are the reason why Battalia Royale is nuclear!