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Last night I went to the launching of Manila Noir , an anthology of stories told against the backdrop of (yup you guessed it) a dark and sinister Metro Manila. The book is the result of a collaboration between various Filipino writers, the most easily recognized one probably being the likes of Lourd de Veyra. And it was edited by  the  Jessica Hagedorn. Jessica Hagedorn isn't one of my favorite authors of all time, but when I received word that she would be coming to Ateneo, I just had to be there to have my three-year-old copy of Gangster of Love signed. I had read the book to fulfill a requirement for Lit class under Max Pulan, and I loved it. It was all sorts of twisted and funny, and after reading it I was certain of one thing: Jessica Hagedorn is one weird chick. Anyway, at the end of the talk I was lucky enough to go home with a freshly-autographed old copy of  Gangster as well as a pre-autographed and newly bought Manila Noir. National Bookstore was selling c...

       Oh boy. I've got a lot of things on my plate this week. And, thanks to my amazing time-management skillz, I am devoting an unhealthy amount of time and energy into the least important thing on my To-Do list: making a video for a friend. Gahhh.       I've got a four-page paper on Philippine signs due tomorrow. And then there's secret practice. And then a Fil paper about Maximo Oliveros.        Ugh. If I'm gonna live to see myself in Manila for my sophomore year I'm really gonna have to stop procrastinating, like I am right now.       So anyway. How was my week, you ask? Well... Monday Patigasan with the Health Sciences Society! (I already wrote about this in my previous entry. It has lovely pictures in it. Scroll down to see it, if you like.) Tuesday I was sore all over. My athletically-challenged body just wasn't (isn't) used to any physical activity beyond leisurely walking. I was also ...