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Monday, January 31, 2005
I'll Cover You...

This is the poster for our 30-second "Rent" concert at the Taal Vista Lodge ballroom...NOT! Lighting design courtesy of Taal Vista Lodge garden lamps. Production design and styling, models' own. Sorry, Johann's not in this one. That's because he deserves a poster all his own...after all, its his camera and he did choose to have a landscape layout for his shot. Just to be different, of course. Haha.

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Here's another version, with the whole gang, known as The GlowFIVE:

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The cast of "Friends":

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Haven't seen my tsunami friend in a long time. Missed her kookiness a lot!

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On the run-- police sirens...searchlights...caught!

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Thursday, January 27, 2005
Road Trip!!!
Sooooo cold in Tagaytay!!! I just got back from one of the fun-nest road trips I've ever had, aboard Johann's roomy van, along with Glory, Roy, Mira (the original tsunami-- missed you, girl!) and with Mang Nelson at the wheel. It was all thanks to Noel de los Reyes, the romantic balladeer AND product manager of premier pharmaceutical company, Sanofi-Synthelabo. His company had a fashion event at Taal Vista Lodge, and we were the finale number-- or rather, HE was the finale number, with the rest of us backing him up in a rousing (but very expedient!) rendition of Rent's "I'll Cover You" finale..."SOOOOOOO with a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you..."

Anyway, it was over much too soon. That song went by so fast, WE were clamouring for more...hehe. The audience looked like a wave hit them. Tapos na???!!!! Really, we were just getting revved up by my "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ye-hi-he...!" when it was all over just like that... "seeeeeeeasons ooooooofff........laaaaaaaaav!" Mira was so worked up she wanted to run to the nearest videoke bar.

BUT in between settling in Noel's lovely hotel room (with the really interesting fixtures) and our sizzling steak (fish fillet for me) dinner, we had a chance to --- (drum roll) drop by the UK2!!! Roy naturally found all the good pieces, not for himself this time, but for the fastest gun in the UK world, Glory. She got to bring home the best corporate jackets, harumph! But no matter, I could always borrow them if I had to. And I wouldn't have had to pay a cent! Hehe.

After our one, quick, "blink-and-you'll-miss-it" number, we settled down outside the ballroom where the pica-pica buffet tables were. Had a few canapes and iced tea (the only other beverage was Johnny Walker, and we weren't quite ready for that!). The highlight of the after-show evening, of course, was...the picture-taking! Johann's ever ready camera was on high gear as owner and subjects alike took on many, many unique (read: bizarre, cheesy) poses in every possible location: lobby bar, lawn grounds beside the eerie glow-in-the-dark alien pods, under lamp-lit trees which resulted in some of the strangest portraits yet. I'm still waiting for Johann to email them all to me so i can post them here.

All in all, it was a terrific road trip and bonding day for the bunch. This "raket" marks Roy and Mira's first meeting, and I think Roy has found his match! Haha. By the way, Mira did my smokey make-up. A trial run for the big day in December, which she has so graciously offered to give as her wedding gift. Thanks so much, Mira!

Great day, guys! Hope to do all of this all again soon. Here's to road trips!!!

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Monday, January 24, 2005
Our Love Is Here To Stay
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Watched a great video this afternoon on the life of the late, great Gene Kelly (one of my childhood heroes) entitiled "Gene Kelly: Anatomy of a Dancer". Ok, this man has got to be one of the most appealing, magnetic dancers of all time. He wasn't bad at acting either. Learned a lot about him from the documentary, inspite of the fact that I do have his entire biography lying around somewhere in my unit, or in the book rack in the bathroom. Which means I have read and re-read this book a hundred times. A wonderful life, and an amazing career in Hollywood, Kelly was a true artist. Just wanted to share it.
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Planet Biyo
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Here's Rein at a company event featuring Dr. Josette Biyo, the educator who won an international award for teaching excellence. Her prize: a small, newly-discovered planet in our solar system was named after her. Planet Biyo. Now that's one cool prize. And so here she is, very kindly signing her autograph and writing me a little note, all courtesy of Rein, of course. Thanks, honey!
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Monday, January 17, 2005
Nowhere Child
The Beatles wrote a song called "I Am The Walrus", which is an allusion to another Lewis Caroll character. Nifty lyrics, that one has. I'll post it here another time. Meanwhile, they wrote another brilliant song called "Nowhere Man". As a very young child back in the French Revolution (haha), I remember seeing and hearing that scene in the hallucinogenic classic "The Yellow Submarine". I don't care how little I was, I just remember being riveted by it, by how was. And I was immediately drawn in. Bizarre. Imagine a chubby little grammar school version of myself slowly sinking into empathetic depression as this shapeless little creature would pop up from a small black circle on the white floor, "pick" up the circle as if it were a floppy vinyl disc, plop it down on another piece of white space, then jump and disappear into it. Then reappear in another place through another circle. And this was what he did all day! The aimlessness of it. The sheer...nothingness...of his environment. Where did he come from? Where was he going? Who was he? My confused little 6 or 7-year old self somehow knew exactly what this kind of non-existence was like. Good Lord-- beginning life as lost and as warped as that, is it any wonder I eventually found myself in theater? Hahahaha....
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Nowhere Man
He's a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.

Doesn't have a point of view,
Knows not where he's going to,
Isn't he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere man, please listen,
You don't know what you're missing,
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.

He's as blind as he can be,
Just sees what he wants to see,
Nowhere man can you see me at all?

Nowhere man, don't worry,
Take your time, don't hurry,
Leave it all 'till somebody else
Lends you a hand.

Doesn't have a point of view,
Knows not where he's going to,
Isn't he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere man, please listen,
You don't know what you're missing,
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.

He's a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.

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My Rivendell
I never really had a dream wedding. Not even as a little girl or teenager. Never did really fancy having to walk down a long aisle in a lacy white dress. Or having a theme or color motif. All i ever knew, even way back then, was that if it ever did happen, it would have to be held in a place surrounded by trees, bowers-- oh, and maybe even a small river running through it. Haha! But after LOTR, I definitely have one now! And this, of course, is my dream venue. Rivendell....ahhhhh. Imagine tying the knot there! Man! I may never recover from it. I think I must have been born here somewhere in my middle-earthian past. Haha. Anyway, nothing wrong with dreaming....

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Saturday, January 15, 2005
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Friday, January 07, 2005
Sorry for the gloomy poem. It just happened upon me one not-so-fine day when I realized I wasn't going to be seeing my honey till the next weekend. Geesh. A few months ago, I would've been the first to haughtily trash the cavity-causing reason behind such glum sentiments. These days I can whip up a sappy rhyme in a blink if he just walks through my door! Ahhh...the mysteries of the heart...and the pen, indeed. At any rate, I tried to brighten up the mood by writing it in glowing yellow. I think I may have made a huge mistake in this aspect. Now my readers may need maximum-level UV-shielded goggles to read my blog. I do. And if you'll notice, the last three verses are much happier in tone. That's because hubby called to say he couldn't bear being away any longer either and was driving over the very next evening! See how a skipped heartbeat can influence the direction of one's writing! Haha.
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Thursday, January 06, 2005
(written 9pm January 4, 2005)

A heavy cloud descends
As day darkens and ends
I walk with downcast eyes
As something in me dies

A joy, a gladness found
Is again lost and bound
In unshed tears that sting
As can only Absence bring

I am running on empty
Struggling to fight or flee
From a moment, a pang
Where my heart once sang

My door, once a happy sight
Will not be opening tonight
To see your welcome face
None there to fill your space

A Home you’ve come to be
Unknown before to me
Your eyes, your hands--
My heart’s own painted lands

Until I see your face
My heart cannot keep its pace
A listless beat, a fire doused
Oh how it longs to be roused!

But then how magically strange
How a mere moment can change
The course of a day or night
When the light of Home is in sight

A promise made, a promise kept
The end to hours of tears unwept
A key is turned, the door flung wide
My heart awakes at your dear stride

I hear within a silent song
Growing louder, rising strong
A gladness once lost and bound

In one look been forever found…
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Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Through The Looking Glass

It's now the 4th day of the new year-- 2005! And I've decided to follow in good, good buddy Rony's footsteps and start a blog of my own. As for the blog name, I got that from the title of a movie that another good friend, Topper, lent me-- oh let's see... many, many forgotten moons ago? (sorry Topper!). We met up at one of our music rehearsals for "Noah's Big Boat", and he just said out of the blue, "Hey Jennie! There's this movie I want you to see...I just thought it was a Jennie-movie, you know? Just the kind of thing I thought you might appreciate..." Awfully nice of him, don't you think? For him to... a thought-provoking, non-commercial film that a friend of his might particularly enjoy, and proceed to actually lend her the vcd. Just was a Jennie-movie!

Maybe Topper is just gifted with perception, or maybe I have "I love quietly thoughtful movies" stamped on my forehead-- but it all pleasantly surprised me, actually. For all the shows and fun times we've shared as theater colleagues, Topper and I have never really had any kind of deep conversations about life or love, or even about the kind of films we liked, for that matter. I don't know...I guess it just mattered a lot that someone had bothered to look through the seemingly thick, murky glass between me and the banal world, and....just...saw.

Before Sunrise, Before Sunset, Lost in Translation, Girl With A Pearl Earring (see a pattern here?), The Hours, A Room With A View, Remains of the Day....gee, looking at that list now, I'm suddenly thinking maybe it wasn't so hard to guess the kind of stories for which I'd stare, riveted, at the screen for three or more hours, if need be. Haha. In "Next Stop Wonderland", starring Hope Davis (and a bunch of actors I had never before seen nor heard of except for Philip Seymour Thomas something-or-other), Wonderland is apparently a place in Boston, a destination stop along a long subway route. After a series of aimless rides up and down town on this particular train, the protagonist finally finds what she has long been looking for on her next and last stop-- Wonderland.

Personally, I can't, in all honesty, rank this film alongside those amazing titles i had listed above. It was subtly done, handled with a light but clever hand. Funny, too, in spots. But for me, it lacked the all-too necessary pinch of poignancy that characterized the above-mentioned movies. But that's beside the point, isn't it? It was a personal journey film, with most of the narrative happening in the beautiful-but-sad protagonist's intellectual-but-deeply-searching heart. That's one of the reasons it merits more than a mention on my list. Another reason, perhaps more profoundly, is its fabulous title, which more than makes up for whatever the film may have lacked in depth and style. It of course alludes to my literary alter-ego's escape world-- yes, that Wonderland of wise caterpillars, grinning cats, card deck armies, and flame-eyed Jabberwockys...."twas brillig, and the slithy toves, did gyre and gimble in the wabe..."

To those who truly know me, and even to those who are still puzzled to this day-- I have never made secret of the fact that I've lived a life of Escape...far, far from the real world, down a rabbithole, through a looking glass (where nothing is as it seems!), into a place where a pale name like Wonderland will have to suffice. There is nothing to suggest, in the present state of things, that this adventure -- on subway trains or otherwise-- will cease anytime soon. In fact, it even seems to be hurtling further along at breakneck speed into lands unknown.

Speaking of lands unknown....I am getting married this year (cue warm, ear-to-ear smile). Maybe this "next stop" in the bantam book of my life will be the end of my Escape world...or the beginning of a whole new road to another kind of Wonderland. One thing I am quite sure of, it is a new leg of the journey i'm now ready to take.

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