Be KIND for Kindle!

Our class was trained for Kindle device for the previous week and we were expecting to receive overwhelming help from Kindle users who need assistance with their device. Kindle is a reading device built for the purpose of paperless environment, so if you're a lover of paperback books (like I am), definitely this is not the right device for you. With its sleek and state of the art invention, this device is powered by E-Ink (Electronic Ink) which would make readers not to really focus on the device itself but rather on the reading. I know that many reading devices have already made their own scene on the market lately but Kindle is different since it is just a reading device, nothing more - nothing less. Unlike on other PDAs and 3rd party reading devices, you have to insert traditional memory cards and delete if it'll be full, with Kindle the memory is already preloaded (just like with Apple devices) and it can store up to 3,500 books or 4G and you're just holding a light device, weighing 247 grams to be exact - like you're holding some documents right on your hand. Experimental features are also included, web browsing and some games are in there, surfing is in black and white though. 

facebook-ing, it's faster if it's 3g + wifi connected

You're gonna hate me and the information I stated above would be useless if I say that, as of this moment, Kindle isn't available here in the Philippines - but it'll work though if you're planning to purchase one. I have seen commuters and some of my friends are using Kindle too. Devices on our office are all working fine and we can download eBooks in just 60 seconds, however corresponding charges would apply per download, there are also free books like Alice in Wonderland, Dracula and the like.

Kindle on standby mode, it doesn't have light too for you to feel reading experience like from that from paperback.

Kindle is so good since you can purchase books right on your fingertips in just 60 seconds, this is also my personal choice if money isn't an option, atleast I can read Haruki Murakami book anytime, anywhere - I (still) prefer paperback books, the feeling after reading thick novels are fulfilling still. 

one of my colleagues enjoying Kindle. lol 

Mornings and MRTs

Ayala Station

MRT (Manila Metro Railing Transit System) has been a part of my life ever since I signed the contract with my current (my 4^th BPO company to be exact) company.  Everyday is an abyss day especially for peak hours.  Greedy people who push their selves inside just to make it on time (well sometimes I’m one of them too. Lol), and eventually the driver doesn’t have any idea what’s happening while people are pushing one after another inside and outside of the train; he’ll abruptly say on microphone “hintayin nalang po ang susunod na train” (kindly wait for the next train to arrive), like I want to scream especially if the warning sound of the door would beep that means you really have to wait or else you don't wanna end up being squeezed by the door plus the mere fact that your'e running late – just your luck. Like someone who wishes to break up with and yet you don't want yet since you're too in love - that feeling. People should always think the philosophy that next train will come after another.  


Passengers from Ayala station really depict what Makati City is, they're very considerate, forgiving and one of the most understandable people ever. If they see that the inside is sardines-like packed and couldn't get in, they concede without shrugging off shoulders. No complaints. You, me, and, everyone we know may sometimes be one of the Ayala station passangers, if in case you work in that city or by chance pays a visit.

 

the "hopefuls" of Quezon Avenue station (6am-ish in the morning)

Now let’s talk about the people inside the train, and since my point of reference is (always) Magallanes station, train that arrives from Taft is “almost” jam-packed as always, like 500+ people – no stir. So the hopefuls of Magallanes station are always left “hopefuls” and sometimes their ability to get in are being granted enough if they’re the (construction workers etc) “greedy” ones. 

 

the "hopefuls" of Magallanes station

First is the halitosis section, pretty nice people since most of them are sleeping and at least no snoring but there’s this stench within the area where I’m standing and or sitting most of the time. Time slot for this section is between 6 to 7:00 pm, understandable somehow since it’s almost dinner, maybe their stomach are excreting some unexplainable shiz. 

the commoners
 Photo courtesy of www.missplaced-direct.blogspot.com

The unexplainable section, people who sit and or stand here are all hard to understand, yes they still speak in Tagalog but it’s about now their norms.  Half of the population speaks so loud, conversations about the work, personal life, gossip show, favorite celebs and the like. Glad that sometimes, their buddy up for chit chat would alight on the nearest station different from their destination- at least conversation is being cut.  And the 30% are the one who play mp3 files using their phones (Rihanna, Lady Gaga, OPM etc..) in loudspeaker, this is already selfishness since MRT is a public vehicle and yet they don’t deny their happiness in listening their favorite music wherein it’s already annoying for other people, whatever happened to their headset, why don’t they bring it and pump up the volume until their auditory nerves would curse them. The remaining 20% are the inconsiderate; I’m talking in general for parents who bring their kids 3 to 5 years below, wherein we all know that height basis for these children would title them a free ride. Imagine this, a Mother sitting together with her two kids and they are only playing around on the seat that is supposed to be for us and for the other who paid. They’re occupying a seat that would be good for at least another two passengers. 

People are people.

Well.

 

yours truly in GMA Kamuning station. LOL =))

Lovesick

 

Chungking Express (1995)

Chungking Express is one fresh salad. It's evocative of so many things; Summer, Hong Kong,  (expired) Del Monte Pineapple, lychees, tuna, disconnected phone calls, chasing, sweat and tears, "California Dreamin", "Cranberries", airport, dreams, beers, open hearts and, broken hearts.

The story is about two heart sick cops of Hong Kong  who are both a victim of lovesick. Chasing the love that once was lost and trying to get it back. 

The first story stars Takeshi Kaneshiro (He Qiwu), an obsessed cop who meets a drug smuggler (Brigette Lin) whose identity is concealed since a warfarer sunglasses, blonde wig and red lipstick are the only visual you could remember once  you had a platonic encounter with her. 

Wong Kar Wai uses a metaphor over Kaneshiro’s moving on by remembering the break up whenever he purchase expired Del Monte pineapple in a convenient store. To eat pineapples until it hurts. 

 "She must have walked a lot that night. Such a pretty woman should have clean shoes"

-Takeshi Kaneshiro

 

**the protagonist on the first story cleans the shoes of Brigette after he sees that it is untidy.

The protagonist on the second story is a lonely cop who talks to non-living things. 

Who would have thought that on this flick, you’ll ever seen a man talking to soap, kitchen cloths and teddy bears as per Tony Leung’s character while he suffers a broken heart after his affair with May, a flight attendant who has a change of heart in the story. 

Then there’s Faye Wong, a crew in a snack bar who has a big crush on Tony as he frequents their store to order coffee and or sandwich. When May leaves a letter for Tony, Faye opens it and sees a key. Faye uses the keys to frequently break into his apartment by day to redecorate and "improve" his living situation. She finally tells him of the letter but he keeps delaying taking it or even reading it.

Though Wong Kar Wai does often tend to the literary side (references and influences), his mastery is in the language of cinema, so cutting things down to pure symbolism and simple archetypes rather loses the natural depth given by the feel. That is not to say that Wong Kar Wai doesn’t use symbolism and archetypes, but these are never for traditional ends of moving the plot or making a definitive point or statement of intention.

 

LOSTPHOTOGRAPHs: VII

Planking. LOL

 TAAAAAXXXXIIIIII

 ticket master's hand

 

WHAT?

Pixie, our puskal cat

 jeepney joyride

 

got job?

OBAMMA anyare..

LOST PHOTOGRAPHs: PART VI

 

when Loitering becomes Loittering 

 

6:36 pm

 

calling your Atension

 

blondes on a bus

 

Magallanes Station

 

='(

 

a street in Mother Ignacia

 

Kanin Club

LOST PHOTOGRAPHs: PART V

 

Bangketa

 

WANTED: Kapayapaan

No Other Woman clapper

Batang Hamog

SOGO Thrift Shop

Elephant in the room.

Elephant (2003)

 

Inspired by true events from the 1999 Columbine High School massacre, this 2003 Palme d’Or movie has an appeal of shear torture. The movie follows the daily routines of students in and out of high school, told through the eyes of each of these students who follow the same fate. Because this is the world we live in and Gus Vant Sant shows in Elephant the extreme environment teens of this time live in. It could be and eventually inevitably will happen, unless someone starts paying attention. 

 

This copycat crime movie starts when John Robinson plays John McFarland,  manages his father from driving home while at the same time has troubles at school who is a friend of Alex Frost (Alex) a bully, frustrated pianist, and sketch artist who have a short love affair with Eric Deulen (Eric), both the perpetrator of the massacre.  

 

While Jordan Taylor (Jordan) a popular football player/lifeguard together with his girlfriend Carrie Finklea (Carrie) least one of the two is shot and probably killed when Alex corners them in the cafeteria meat locker.

 

Elias McConnell (Elias) an aspiring photography student building his portfolio with portraits of students, he is presumed shot and killed in the library. 

The vastness in the scenes are incredible and the colors are crisp and vivid. The camera lingers on the characters faces displaying their everyday expressions. It adds to the realness of the environment and people.

 

The movie moves at a normal pace and ends at the height of the climax, like waking up from a nightmare. 

You leave thinking of the horrors and wondering what could possibly have gone wrong. Who would have thought that in a mundane day, a big elephant would be a big “obvious” problem.