BLOG LIFE: BOGGED DOWN
My Internet connection got a little bit down and out over the past few days, that’s why I haven’t posted an entry this week.
Darn, just because I could only afford dial-up doesn’t mean I deserve such injustice.
I knew something like this would happen.
Last Tuesday, the kiddie show team had a meeting and we were supposed to discuss our upcoming episode shoot and a mall tour.
But all that agenda was erased when our executive producer laid out a very sad news: we would stop shooting our kiddie show temporarily.
To cope up with increasing operations cost, our shoots were put on hold for the whole month of June. She promised that our delayed salaries from our previous episodes) will be paid as soon as possible. (You see, unlike regular clerical jobs, TV production people are paid on a per-episode basis.)
However, she announced something big: a new show will be pushed through. We are currently in the pre-production phase of developing a pilot for our new show. This means, we work for this episode pro bono (or what I like to call “for the love”) and will be presented to advertisers, crossing our fingers and ingrown toenails for much…no, make that desperately-needed sponsorship.
Last Thursday, I joined a meeting with our show’s prospective host (a well-known celebrity mom) and her manager at the posh Podium Mall. The meeting went well, the host was actually enthusiastic (she couldn’t even help telling me that we have met before, I swear to the gods I haven’t, or have I?).
I hope this new project would go out well because I’m bored working for free.
INTERMISSION NUMBER : DANCE DANCE EVOLUTION
Viewed over 2 million times on youtube, this motivational speaker really knows how to motivate people (that’s a dull statement).
So let’s dance with him and relive our time of leg-warmers, Eloy’s, and Aqua Net.
After an hour of lying on our hotel beds thinking whether or not to shop that night, my sister and I finally decided to give it a go. After all, we won’t find any opportune time to shop except in our only night in the City of Life, before the stores closed.
But not before mapping the locations of the stores we were supposed to visit, running to my Dad’s and Prince’s room at the other side of the hall and ask for shopping money, and asking the hotel personnel how to get to stores the quickest.
All while my sister is putting on her make-up again.
We left the hotel at around 8:30 PM, hours away from closing time, and decided to travel by subway.
The locals call it MTR, and buying a fare ticket is way different from what we were used to with MRT-3 where we fall in line at the counters where the attendants encode the fare tickets. In the MTR, it took us around 10 minutes of walking around the almost-empty Tai Po Hau Station to realize that the tickets are sold through automated machines. (I told you we only relied on our sense of direction, much like a typical Filipino.)
The fare ticket costed only HK$9 each from Tai Po Hau to Tsim Sha Tsui, quite cheap if you ask me, considering how far it was.
We took the train to Hong Kong’s shopping district. The travel time was fast, really fast (if 12 stations in 15 minutes isn’t fast enough).
Our ride at the MTR gave us a glimpse of Hong Kong’s culture that our tourmates would not get to experience, since most of them were holed in their espective hotel rooms.
I found it odd why other passegners seem to stare at me. Hmmm…
My sister and I noticed that the Bohemian trend was at its peak in Hong Kong fashion (and that was, like, two years ago in Manila). But in their case, it was quite extreme: ruffled dresses, skirts, bags, you name it, it was all ruffle-ly. And curls were “in.”
Guys, meanwhile, were pretty laidback. Skater shorts, white shirts, but what really counts were their gadgets accessories. They lke to show-off their PSPs and cellphones in wanton abandon. I’d like to see them do that in Manila without the fear of getting mugged…and probably a bonus stab.
Tsim Sha Tsui Station was huge and had so many exits we didn’t know where to go. We finally asked the customer care representative and he told us that to take the “O Exit” to reach Nathan Road, but the exits we could only see are from A to G.
Aaaargh, bahala na, ewan. We took A1.
Unlike in Manila where every store is most likely located in a single mall building, specialty stores in Hong Kong were separately located. Good thing we were prepared with our sneakers because it would take a lot of walking with this shopping trip.
And to think we weren’t shopping for ourselves.
(to be continued)
RANDOM HOT MEN: JAKE CUENCA, BY POPULAR DEMAND
Due to overwhelming popular demand (actually, it was only Yuri who requested it, but it’s overwhelming just the same), hottie celebrity Jake Cuenca returns in not only one, not even two, but three oh-so-yummy photos hot off the Generation Pink Magazine.
Damn, those gay magazines are starting to sprout like mushrooms and I haven’t bought one yet. The last time I bought a gay mag was back in high school, and that was freaking Chika-Chika.
Anyway, time to salivate…
Do you think you are hotter than this guy? Prove it to us, send your hot hot photos to empressmaruja [at] gmail [dot] com.
BOW DOWN AND WORSHIP MY FOOTNOTES
1) Thank you guys for your continuing support in my blog. I hope you keep on reading it and spreading the good word of ka-faggot-an to your friends and colleagues. Also, don’t forget to leave your messages of love, because I do love reading your comments.
2) TO EVERYONE IN MY BLOGROLL: Sorry if I haven’t been visiting your blogs lately. I do promise to read each and every one of them and leave my lovely notes as well.
3) DA MARUJA CODE UPDATE: An engineering cutie from Mapua dropped by at the comments section and sent his answer to Da Maruja Code. Too bad he missed a word, but good job nonetheless.