BAM!
I got a haircut...with bangs. I'm channeling my (now more obvious) "inner" 12 year old.
Life as the most awesome receptionist ever.
After all the confusion, our Boracay trip was set to go. It's so hard to tell people how it was in just a sentence or two. It was intense, stressful, beautiful, peaceful, adventurous and fun. I firmly believe that the ocean is good for the soul. Despite having the beach be running along a string of bars, it was good for the soul none-the-less.
This week I had to say my first goodbye. I'm pretty sure I'm going to see her again, but saying goodbye is always a reminder of how fast time is passing us by and how we're so limited in what we want to experience. I usually don't do goodbyes. I just don't like them because I always assume that I'm going to see them again.
Ah, sorry for the long delay in updates…things have been busy and chaotic as usual. For my update this time, I’ll just be documenting what has been happening since I last blogged.
This past weekend marked the first weekend I’ve had off since I’ve gotten here. Monumental! As I mentioned before, I had come down with some illness that everyone else is catching and has various reasons for its special appearance: the weather, being in the water, stress, etc.
I’ve said it before and I’ll still say it: this place needs its own reality TV show. Hollywood, are you listening?? Friday was my day off due to filming and it was spent mostly in bed as I was the most sick this day. I took my scuba test and passed, which means I just need to complete two more dives in order to get certified! Unfortunately, I’ve been sick and congested, meaning I can’t equalize my ears so I haven’t been able to go out. I think I've been pushing myself to excel so much that my body has been breaking down and getting sick.
Anyways, onto the good…
Even though I was sick on Friday, I tried to save up any energy I had for that evening because Dwight was taking us to a friend’s private birthday party. I had heard that this place we were going to was a gorgeous mansion, but I had no idea what to expect. The place WAS gorgeous! I wish I had pictures to show you…maybe later I’ll grab them from other people. If I thought the courtyard was beautiful, the living room blew me away, and nothing compared to the view from the top of their “patio”, which was of their gorgeous yard and pool. They had tiny candle lit everywhere along the pathways and pool with floating flower arrangements in the pool. They had another section of their “yard” that was set up with banquet tables and were serving the most delicious food. They even had koi ponds that reminded me of Grandma’s, of course, lol.
Saturday was spent at Shangri La, which is a very nice hotel nearby that has a nice beach area and pools. It was a nice day spent playing Volleyball (I know, ME, playing volleyball!) and seeing the sun set while having nice conversations.
I can't believe how fast and slow time passes here. Each day feels like 3 days, filled with work and and a lot of exciting events. I think this place would be absolutely PERFECT for a reality TV series...no joke, it would be way better and funnier than The Hills. I can already imagine the pitch..."Welcome to Hollywood...in the Philippines." LOL. Everyone is such a character, no faking needed!
Sunday (yesterday) was supposed to be my one day off but I ended up working on a few projects. I woke up, walked to this little market with my roomie, Marie, came back to buy a sandwich from FTV Cafe and was suddenly whisked away by Pe-tah (Peter) to wardrobe and makeup. I was needed as a body double for the film even though I'm not done with my certification but my instructor was confident with my progress in the course. It was a little intimidating but exciting at the same time.
Last night was kind of a girls night out. Well, it started out that way and we met with people along the way!
The thing about my work is that it's completely unpredictable. Completely. In almost every sense of the word. It can be a great thing, full of fun and excitement and possibilities, but also many other frustrating things that lead to productivity and discouragement. My daily schedule varies on an almost hourly basis, but generally, it's supposed to be something like this:
I haven't talked much about the company I'm working for yet...and I probably won't go into too much detail right now, but I thought I'd show a bit of the grounds.
This was the view of the area from the temporary room I was in the first night; as you can see, we have modern technologies like cars and buildings. The main building you see on the right is actually a huge pool where it is specifically built to film underwater scenes for their movies. It has lots of hand rails build along the sides and floor of the pool so that we can hang out in between takes as well as huge windows to film through. I will be body-doubling for the movie they're filming in that pool right now, actually.
You can see that the beach is right behind our property.
Here is the view from our outdoor lunch/bar area. That little shack you see on the left is called Tiki Bar and we come here at night to grab drinks and just hang out. Sunsets are really beautiful here. We have stray cats and kittens who come beg for food.
This is also the area is where they serve us free meals during filming days. Filming days are very long. We have unpredictable call times and stay past midnight. Thus, the better quality of food is really the only upside to those days (and good company). I'll show a few examples of what we eat in a sec.
Here are a couple zoomed in shots of the stilted shacks they have out there. The beach is very shallow for a far distance and there are locals out there every day collecting shellfish and other food items.
On filming days, meals are provided for us which typical meal generally consists of: soup, rice, a vegetable dish, two meat-like dishes, fruit and juice/tea. Being a vegetarian is nearly impossible here; everything has meat in it. One of my friends here is a vegetarian and whenever she requests vegetarian they give her either chicken or fish because being apparently they don't count as meat, lol.
We don't always get free meals so otherwise we either have the FTV Cafe which provides food and coffee and the Canteen which provides food like this:
But here are a few examples of what we are fed on set:
This was like, porkchop, some egg egg thing, fruit, veggies, soup.
The real winner was the pumpkin soup with the crispy buttered bread slices. It was the only truly delicious thing I've eaten here.
I thought their cafe name was funny though:
Look at all familiar?? LOL
Also, I thought this was kind of interesting; they put rice in their salt shakers to keep the moisture out!
Yes, it is very humid here. Wildlife is abundant amidst the buildings and despite the modern facilities we have we are constantly reminded that we are NOT in our developed home countries.
One example of such a reminder is the mutant creatures that thrive here. DO YOU SEE THE SIZE OF THIS SPIDER?? In this photo, it seriously was like 6 inches from side to side!
Oh. Mah. Gawd. I won't ever get used to it.
Did I mention we have ostriches on site?
Well, I hope that was a good intro for now...this post has taken me one evening and part of my morning to do since the internet is a bit slow with uploading photos! Hope all is well at home, I'll be updating about my diving lessons, the nightlife and other random adventures soon! So stay tuned...
I had my first day of dive lessons and I have to admit that it's a lot trickier than I imagined! I definitely psych myself out with everything that is going on, not to mention remembering to breathe during it all! We're still on production schedule, which means really late nights. I'm super exhausted so I will update with more interesting stories and photos later! I just wanted to check in...
As some of you know, my eye had been really red and irritated before leaving for the Philippines. It seriously had been two weeks since it was giving me problems and really starting to worry me. I was so nervous about how the healthcare was here as well as the cost but at this point I really had to do something about it. On Friday I had made two trips to the nearby hospital, Mactan Doctor's Hospital, as the nurse at work had recommended me to do so. I was a bit nervous to do so as you hear all sorts of stories about taxi drivers kidnapping and driving off with lone female riders, but apparently that is not a concern to anyone here at Bigfoot. I had to make two trips since the optimologist wasn't there in the morning (things are very casual here...if they're not there, they will be there "later") so I had a wasted trip. All my taxi fares there and back were about 100 pesos (which is a little over 2 USD) but on my last trip back it was only 75 pesos! I hate when they take the long way because they're just trying to take more money from me while wasting more time. -_- Unfortunately, the roads here are many and confusing so I can't tell when they ARE taking the long way.
Work has been busy so far. They're finishing up the filming for their current movie and so everything "normal" has been put on halt in order to funnel all people and resources into these last few weeks. I'm supposed to be working with Fashion TV and report to their department, but I haven't really been given much direction since everyone has been scrambling.
It honestly seems like the internet gets slower and slower the longer I'm here...and it's only been barely 2 days.
I woke up 3 hours earlier than I set my alarm clock so here I am updating my last blog with photos and emailing.
**Update: It's been updated! =]
And now begins my traveling updates! This will be a quick one as it's just to let everyone know that I made it to Hong Kong for my transfer to Cebu. There's a longer story that goes with it but maybe I'll write about it later.
Today was not so good as far as surfing goes; I went out with Chris and the boys and on only my second wave did it end up popping up higher than I thought and slamming back down on my head. I came up too fast and all that. I could FEEL the shock of the impact go down my neck. Sucky feeling, to say in the least. I think I was more pissed about my lack of ability and distressed about the board than about the pain. It took the front chunk out, which blows because it's not even mine. To make matters even more frustrating, I was planning on going at LEAST 4 more times in San Diego before leaving for the Philippines. Totally bummed and out of commission. Ugh.
I've recently met someone who claims to cease being excited about barely anything these days. He says his reason is because he's done everything already, that nothing is exciting and new anymore. I think it would be terrible to experience such a feeling. To no longer be excited about daily things? There are so many experiences that are still so beautiful to me; things that are sometimes seen as mundane and boring are somehow reinvented to me. I can't imagine living in such a bland world.
August 9, 2008
Today I moved out of my apartment in San Diego. I haven't felt any sort of sadness or nostalgia about it, really. Maybe it's because I'm temporarily living with the same people but in the neighboring building, lol. Or maybe it's because I just assume that I'm going to see them soon. Poor Trina, we ended up stuffing so much into Irvin's future room. We have at 3 beds, 3 desks and a whole lotta other stuff in there! I even had to put the bike in the bathroom, lol. I couldn't even get the whole room in the picture so there is even more stuff on the sides and in the closet to the left (not the closet you see here).
As I was talking with my friend, Katrina, today, I realized that my life has been very consistent lately. Consistent in the idea that I've been seeing the same friends and doing kind of the same things for a few weeks. It's kind of nice! During the school year, I'm always juggling AKPsi, Freshmen friends, DSP friends, random friends, of course schoolwork, and just always on the go with seeing different friends and groups of people. I guess it's kind of saying that I stretched myself out a bit thin. I never like neglecting friends so I'm always playing catch up with them.
...with my girls! Saturday was Cassie's graduation party and I was happy to be able to make it. Kat picked me up to go to Oceanside where Cassie's new house is at. On the way, we picked up our favorite Linda from the train station who managed to buy a whole new outfit while waiting for our lagging butts. The train station is only 15 minutes from Cassie's house but we managed to somehow get lost and take a whole hour instead. But that's okay, if I'm going to get lost there's no one else I'd rather get lost with than these two girls who don't know where we're going.
I just met with my neighbor, Chris, for some coffee and catch-up. We've always introduce each other as "my neighbor, Chris/Kristen" but to extend his title, he's been my longest childhood friend, the brother I never had and real family. We've always been neighbors, but not always friends. I met him in kindergarden, on the bus, and little did I know that he lived across the street! We took the bus together, carpooled, walked home and had younger siblings who were also the same age. We played Treehouse, rode around on bikes, rollerbladed and played almost every day. Every time it was time to go to another school we had to fight rumors of being boyfriend and girlfriend. That was really annoying.