Padre de Pamilya is an independent film by director Cesar Evangelista Buendia. It is a film that’s real and honest. It has the country’s culture of corruption and values and how it was able to affect Filipino families. It is also a film that reflect what the current times are doing to the Catholic Families in the Philippines. The film illustrated a father who loved his family that because of financial issues he was able to do inappropriate actions just so he could satisfy the needs of his loved ones. He was tempted by money and what it could give to his family. Fortunately, his criminal act was caught by the media and was thus sent to jail. His children also suffered from social injustice. It was a different film from what is usually seen by people. It was something realistic and is currently happening to the country and in every Filipino household. The main question to be asked here is what does a person need to prioritize, the ones that he loves, such as his family, or God;...
Work's been wringing my neck lately and it's been a while since I actually had fun. I've been homesick for quiet some time now. Thank God for Hara S.! She's my current boyfriend right now, sorry Maic :) It's been a while since I got to hang out with my precious treasures in life and I was so ecstatic when Maica A. told me most of them were going to fly in to Cebu and spend the weekend with me! YEY! Another weekend bliss :D HAPPY! July 27-29: Early Friday, Hara and I went to Marco Polo to have lunch for the Swiss Food Fest thing. They gave out huge TOBLERONE bars! We went straight to Radisson after to catch up on some work stuff. I then went to the Waterfront Launch at around 6pm with Hara and Jen. The launching wasn't half bad since friends caught up with us and had some wine. I still blame Hara for filling our table with a lot of glasses. I had to jug down a couple! haha. Around 10:30 I went to Kloe's hotel to pick her and...
There are those days in high school where you wake up one morning and realize, 'hey, wasn't I suppose to be studying last night?'. There were some days in high school when you found yourself staring at the teacher without thinking about what he was trying to teach you but what the world was about to offer you when the class is over. There are times when you'd think, "hmm, asa kha mi mag eat after class?" or those instances when your friends would invite you for tempura outside school and hog every spot to clumsily gobble down every savory inch of the sweet sauce that manong has been selling for a decade and that no vendor can compare to. There were those trying moments when everybody was getting more than two pierces and that's not just for girls, and you thought, "kasaban kha kong teacher nene?" Every inch of you're body would start to ich when you know you don't have anything to write on the blank answer sheet in front of you and tha...
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