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Wikipedia entry on Hungary can be viewed here.
Kanina I went to the Hungary-Pannonia Pavilion located at 960 Arlington. Food was amazing (because I love meat!) Props to the youth ambassador who helped me out during my stay there. I appreciated the help he extended to me. 
The performances were really beautiful. Lots of stomping and turning. And they’re very colorful too. Ha ha. Sorry I just lack the adjectives today. More »
Wikipedia entry on Serbia can be viewed here.
After going to the Korean Pavilion, my tatay and I went to 435 Cumberland where the Serbian Pavilion’s up. It was a small place, but the performances were good. People were really nice too. More »
Wikipedia entry on Korea can be viewed here.
Was supposed to attend only a handful of pavilions for this year’s Folklorama, but despite of my very lax schedule last week, I wasn’t able to go to any of them! What a bummer. And then I got a shooting gig for Filipino Journal so yeah, there’s no excuse not to attend week 2, even if I have a freaking busy schedule.
But guess what, I got in to the pavilions for FREE! Pure bliss.
Yesterday I went to the Korean Pavilion located at 510 Hay Street. I was there to ‘work’ so I spent the whole performance taking photos. More »
This is the 5/6 book for my “What’s in a name?” reading challenge.
For a very thin book, this is actually full of events that will make you think that it is very nostalgic, but at the same time, ang dami ring political and philosophical tones that were brought up.
I had a hard time reading the book, I guess it’s because I had to convince myself that this guy (the protagonist) actually remembered what happened to his life in the most accurate way possible. Eh siyempre, I am a psychology major, and I do believe that we reconstruct our memory. But then again, I am ripping the fun from literature, am I? So ayun, I had to bear with it while my mind was screaming and protesting, ha ha.
The book actually reminds me of those stories about hacienderos, with their throngs of servants and whatnot. It somehow reminds me of a telenovela, where a character is considered as hampaslupa by their señor and señorita. In this case naman, everything was told from the protagonist’s point of view, an heir to the hacienda himself. He saw luxury, he saw death, he saw pain, he saw joy, he saw a little bit of everything. But I think what I experienced here is more of misery and helplessness, not only among the protagonist’s father’s workers, but within his own family. Lahat may internal struggle — the father included.
“Now listen… You are young and you don’t know many things, but do remember this: you are alone in this earth. Alone. You must act for yourself and no other. Kindness is not appreciated any more, nor friendship. Think of yourself before you think of others. It’s a cruel world and you have to be hard and cruel, too. They will strangle you if you don’t strangle them first. Trust no one but your judgment — and even then don’t trust too much. (p. 125)”
This is probably the toughest, harshest, but one of the most honest statements I’ve read. Helps you lose your faith to mankind, no?
“In the end, the satisfaction which all of us seek, it seems, can come only from our discovering that we really have molded our life into whatever we want it to be. (p. 133)”
I feel for the protagonist because he knew that he is caught up in some disgusting system, and yet there is no way for him to escape that — or maybe perhaps he doesn’t want to. The book mirrors all of our beliefs and what we feel; it shows us the grit, the dirt, and yet because we are benefiting from these, we still cling on to them. We have a very messed-up system that needs to be demolished but we are hanging on to it.
This is how it was, and this is how it will be.
Still have to change its light seals and get a new set of batteries, but it should be working good.
So, day-off ko ulit and I had scheduled some get-together with a couple of friends. Nung umaga I met up with Raphael at Stella’s. I’ve met him once at the U of M, but because he has a very hectic schedule (he’s a med student) eh hindi na naulit yun. We could’ve seen each other last June during the independence day activities managed by the Filipino community here, but that time I was the one who was busy because of my two p/t jobs. So kanina free time naming dalawa so we decided to meet up and catch up and get to know about each other. Ang random kasi the first time we met, ha ha.
Actually I didn’t realize that we were already talking for like… almost 3 hours, ha ha. Ang daldal ko talaga. We talked about (mostly) school, med school, family, Pinoy Diaspora, a little bit of photography and travel. Pinakabenta yung gay lingo because, apparently he was never exposed to the language. Ha ha! I kind of felt “bad” when I told him about it, but he laughed, so I guess he was amused, he he.
Hinatid niya ako sa The Forks where I had to meet with Lyn and Andrew for our always-posponed photowalk. There were so many people earlier! But it was fun kasi the sun was really shining and yeah, it was a nice day for a walk. More »
We just had a long weekend so my family planned a small summer outing. Ate’s workmates went with us as well. We went to Fun Mountain, which is a water amusement park near the Perimeter. More »
Unfortunately, hindi sapat ang pera na nasa loob ng Paypal ko (at kahit 6 days pa ang due nito). Hu hu.
(Sana may mabait na magregalo nito sa’kin. Or better yet, sana may mahanap ako nito pagpunta ko sa Hidalgo next month.)
Nakipagmeet-up ako sa kaibigan kong si Satomi kaninang umaga. Matagal na kaming di nagkikita since nung finals ko noong April. Supposedly lunch kami sa Old Spaghetti Factory tapos photowalk kami sa St. Boniface, pero sumama ang pakiramdam niya kaya hanggang lunch lang kami. More »
After the Parokya ni Edgar concert, Jon and I hurried to go to Winnipeg Convention Centre to visit our friends who participated this year’s Ai-kon. To those who don’t know about it, Ai-kon is the annual manga and anime convention held here in Winnipeg.
Most of our friends did cosplay for the 3-day convention, and I was happy to see them in character. More »
Angela Solis grew up in the Philippines before moving in to Canada in 2003. She became a Canadian in 2006. Angela is 22 years old and an alumna of University of Manitoba with a degree in Psychology. She has been blogging since 2002. She maintains a photography portfolio and occasionally writes for Tinig, Peyups, and Filipino Journal. Her interest lies in books, humanities, music and photography.
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