oblation run

Oblation run 2011 and others

December 16, 2011 is now my favorite day, so far! The past days, I’ve been forever tweeting how I’ve been feeling so anxious about it for some odd reason. Haha. Thankfully, it turned out to be such a fun-filled day full of lessons and new experiences!

Before I get any cheesier, here’s some of the first set of photos I’ve taken during the day. How silly is it to begin a day covering Alpha Phi Omega’s Oblation Run? It’s definitely not my first time to shoot naked men but covering the Oblation Run, with too many enthusiastic spectators, is seriously one hell of a milestone for me.

After the run, Sir Sabangan (or Dencio, as how some of us would prefer to call him), my former professor in photojournalism and the chief photographer of European Pressphoto Agency (EPA) Manila, and Sir Bullit Marquez, chief photographer of Associated Press (AP) Manila, treated us to a simple yet extremely enjoyable lunch at Beach House! Then we had ice creams and laughters for desserts, it was like going back to childhood! :D

More to come from this day on my next post!

Ang first love ko sa UP

UPD 2006

Hinding-hindi ko makakalimutan first love ko nung college…

AS, East Wing, 1st sem
Lagi akong maaga noon sa isang GE subject. Tuwing naghihintay ako sa corridor, lagi ko syang nakikita. Gwapo at palaging nakangiti. Ilang beses kaming nagkatitigan, nagkangitian. Pero lumipas ang buong sem na hindi man lang kami nagkakilala o nagkausap man lang.

AS Lobby, 2nd sem, Oblation Run
First time kong manood. Sa sobrang daming tao, nagkahiwalay kami ng kasama ko. Napunta ako sa tumpok ng mga bading at mga babaeng bading. Tulakan, sigawan, tawanan. Paglingon ko sa harap ko, nandun sya. Nakatayo, nakatitig sa akin at nakangiti. Biglang nawala ang mga tao sa pagitan namin at nag-slowmo ang lahat, with matching bokeh sa paligid. Isa pala sya sa mga Marshalls ng event. Biglang may bading na tumili, naputol ang titigan, lahat nagtawanan. Natawa ako. Natawa rin sya. Nagkatinginan ulit kami. Mga 5 seconds siguro kaming nakangiti at nakatingin sa isa’t isa nang biglang dumating ang mga bida ng event. Nagkagulo. Hindi ko na ulit sya nakita mula noon.

2007, AS, 1st sem
Madami akong free time noon, madalas inuubos ko sa pagtambay sa AS. Sa isip ko kasi, dito ko sya huling nakita, baka dito ko ulit sya makita. Fast forward sa kalagitnaan ng sem, na-late ang GE Prof ko. Habang naghihintay, pinapasok muna ng kaklase ko sa classroom namin yung mga tropa nya na naghihintay sa labas. Sa likod ako nakaupo, elevated yung pwesto kaya kitang-kita ko ang pagpasok ng mga kaibigan nya at kung paano muling bumagal ang paligid nung pumasok sya. Oo sya nga. Bago sya umupo, napalingon sya sa likod na para bang alam nyang nandun ako. Saktong sa akin tumigil ang mga mata nya at nagkatitigan kaming muli. Sparks. Literal. Lumaki ang mga mata ko at kuminang-kinang katulad sa anime. Nang biglang bumulong ang katabi (kaibigan) ko:

FRIEND (to me): OMG kilala ko sya! Kaibigan sya ni *Sister’s Name*. Ang gwapo no? Crush ko sya dati eh.
ME: O talaga??? Ako din crush ko syaaa! Anong pangalan nya?
FRIEND: *Insert Name*. Kaso Friend, Bi sya.
ME: Bi? As in bisexual?
FRIEND: Oo. Confirmed na. Dinate nya si *Guy’s name*, yung barkada ko… blah blah
ME: Ganun… Pwede pa yan! Bi lang naman eh. Pumapatol pa rin sa babae! Hahaha
FRIEND: Ano, gusto mo hingin ko number nya kay *Sister’s Name*?
ME: Wag! Ayoko… Hindi ako magfi-first move. Hindi. Sya dapat. Feeling ko type ako neto eh..
ME & FRIEND: HAHAHAHA!
FRIEND: Pero go lang, huling balita ko, magpapaka-straight na daw sya. (sabay ngiti)

Nabuhayan ako ng loob. May pakiramdam kasi ako na gusto nya rin naman ako dahil sa ilang beses na nahuli ko syang nakatingin sa akin kahit wala namang dumi sa mukha ko. Siguro torpe lang sya at nahihiya syang magpakilala. O kaya baka nai-intimidate sya sa'kin kasi sobrang ganda ko. O kaya baka wala syang cellphone kaya hindi nya mahingi ang number ko. Pwede rin namang minamahal na nya ako silently, o kaya nag-iipon pa sya ng pang-propose nya sa akin…

McDo PHILCOA, 2nd sem
Masaya kaming kumakain ng mga kaibigan ko. Halos nakalimutan ko na ang tungkol sa kanya kasi matagal ko na rin syang hindi nakikita. Graduate na siguro, o kaya baka nag-transfer. Nag-uusap lang kami ng mga kasama ko nang biglang may mga babaeng pumasok. Natigilan kami dahil sobrang ingay nila. Umupo sila malapit sa harap namin. Medyo natahimik. Akala namin okay na. May kasunod pa pala. May pumasok pa na dalawang babae, maingay rin. Yung isa naka-tank top at pants. Yung isa, mini-skirt at t-shirt. Tinititigan ko mabuti yung naka-skirt. Pamilyar. Parang kilala ko. Una nya akong nakita, tapos yung mga kasama nya.

GIRL WITH SKIRT (to her friends): GIIIIRRRRLLLL!!!
FRIEND: AAAY! *sabay yakap*
GIRL WITH SKIRT: Na-miss kita gurl! Ano na?! Blah blah blah…

At doon ko na-realize kung sino sya. Ang mukhang ‘yon, ang mga ngiting 'yon. Hinding-hindi ko yun makakalimutan… Ang first love ko nung college, mas babae na sa'kin ngayon.

*Insert wasak theme song here*

 

OBLATION RUN O~O

Ang virgin kong mga mata…….they’re not so virgin anymore. <///3

Kani-kanina lang kasi, hineld ang pinakahihintay na Oblation Run…and I was, err, unlucky to have seen it. LOL. Eh kasi naman, hindi pala siya ganun kagandang tingnan. IYKWIM. Ang pangeeeeet. Huhuhu. Loljk. Though nakaka-proud lang talaga yung mga taong may lakas ng loob na gawin yun, srsly, medyo pinagsisiihan ko nang nanood ako kasi bigla akong may na-realize na something…

Anyway, ang masayang part lang eh, katabi ko si Mutya ng Masa, Doris BIgornia, sa panonood ng Oble Run. Yep, literal, as in katabi ko talga siya. Nag-s-small talk pa nga kami and whatever. Hohoho. Ang masaya pa is, nakapagpa-picture kami ng friends ko sa kanya tapos ininterview niya rin kami. Pero sana lang talga i-cut na lang yung interview niya sa'min. Baka kasi makita ako ng mga magulang ko sa TV, patay ako. Huuuu.

I actually went to the Oblation Run for the first time! To be honest it was just…meh. You can’t really have a great view of the runners with the huge number of people watching. I was actually pushed over by the fratmen as they are trying to create a lane for the runners to walk through.

But what’s funny is that I saw a lot of Koreans and Japanese watching the run. I was thinking, what could be their interpretation? Do they see the runners as crazy, without understanding the protest spirit of the tradition? Same also to the girls and transgenders around who were there to just have a bird’s eye view.(Sorry for the pun.)

THE CONFESSION OF A ‘BANYO KING’

Para akong nasa Araneta Coliseum ng mga sandaling hawak-hawak ko yung tabo na kunware mikropono habang sinasabon ang kili-kili ko ng may buong galak at saya habang naka shuffle sa ipod ko ang album ng Maroon 5. Bukod pa dun yung mga kakaibang dance moves ko na ako lang yung nakakaintindi habang shinashampoo ko yung scalp ko. At dahil nangungulubot na yung daliri ko sa sobrang tagal ko sa banyo at halos mamaga na yung itlog ko sa kakahilod, napagkasunduan ng dalawang panig na tapusin na ang aking paliligo at harapin ang magandang buhay na nag-aabang. Pinatay ko yung gripo tapos…

Wait.

Kasabay ng patak ng tubig sa ulo ko ay ang patulo din ng mga luha sa mata ko na punong-puno ng paghihinagpis at dalamhati.

Nkalimutan kong kunin yung towel sa labas pakshet!!! 

Milya-milya ang layo ng kwarto ko sa banyo. Tapos may mga kasama pa ako ngayon dito sa bahay na kahit anong oras pwedeng lumabas ng kwarto. Dangal at pagkatao ko ang nakasalalay dito kapag nahuli nila akong hubo’t hubad lalo na’t hugis safeguard ang katawan ko. Siguradong pipicturan nila ako tapos gagawin nila yung pangblackmail sa’ken para ako ang maghugas ng pinggan buong taon. Hindi ako makakapayag.

Kaya nagninja moves ako.

Step 1. Dahan-dahan kong binuksan ang pinto at sumilip. Tiningnan ang bawat sulok kung may tao. Pinakiramdaman ang paligid. Ang huni ng mga ibon, ang tunog ng mga kuliglig, ang mga mumunting yabag. Negative. Walang kalaban. All clear.

Step 2. Nagmadaling kumandirit papuntang kwarto habang hindi iniinda ang lamig ng aircon. Nakatatlong tambling ako. Gumapang pa ko sa kisame. Naglambitin pa sa chandelier.

Step 3. At ng malapit na ako sa pinto ng kwarto ko, narinig ko ang background music, “We are the Champion.” Nagmala-Oblation Run ako in slow motion ng buong giting at ng may mga ngiti sa labi. 

And i was like,

Paghawak ko ng doorknob,

Tanginuhhhh. Lock yung pinto ng kwarto ko!!!

Bumilis ang kabog ng dibdib ko at wala akong nagawa kundi bumalik sa loob ng banyo. 

Dito na ata ako habangbuhay. 

Sa mga nagmamahal sa’kin ng lubos, sagipin niyo ‘ko. :(

UP Events in a Day

Oh hai, tumblr dear! Sorry for being idle for quite a long time despite having lotsa stuffs to blog / rant about. hahaha. :D Let me make it up by sharing my adventure from last week when Mae, Joe and I went to the University of the Philippines Diliman campus. :)

So first off, despite being groggy from my few hours of sleep, I still managed to meet up with Mae.

We made it a point to attend this year’s Oblation Run because we’ve been planning to attend this since our first year days in college. Hahaha. XD

The Oblation Run, sometimes referred to as the Ritual Dance of the Brave, is an annual event held by several Filipino chapters of Alpha Phi Omega (APO). The event is usually done on December 16, and serves as a protest to contemporary national issues. Runners usually bear masks to hide their identities, and may wear leaves to cover their genitals. They usually hand roses to a number of female spectators too. They say it is an honor to receive a rose from the fraternity men.

Now look who has received one?

It’s Mae!!!

And ehem…

Yours truly! Hahahah. :)))) Gahd my hair! Try not to mind it, okay?! XD

After the Great Oblation Run, Mae and I headed to Technohub for lunch. After which, we parted ways since she had work by 3pm. It is then that my Joe came into the rescue. Joe and I killed time at Starbucks. Then by 4:30pm, we went to UP-D for the evening event. The Lantern Parade! Yay! :D

We made sure we had Mang Larry’s treats as pulutan (lol) while watching the parade. We ordered more or less 40 sticks in the combination of isaw baboy (my favorite), isaw manok (chicken intestines), balun-balunan (gizzard), and barbecue. :9

My personal favorites from the parade were as follows (in no particular order). :D

This UP movie-inspired float is soooo U.P.!!! (lol)

This horse parade by the College of Fine Arts is sooo pretty and colorful too! Reminds me so much of Vice Ganda! Hahahaha.

The place was jam-packed with mascots too! Some were like in cosplay costumes imitating Spiderman, the Power Rangers, and certain fairy characters. This made me feel like I’m in a cosplay event and no longer in a lantern parade. Lol. XD

There was a rotating Narda-Darna float also!

Ah yes! The freaky video camera float! I soooo love this! I especially love how they added certain lights and sound effects while parading this monster like a Chinese dragon. Too bad my camera’s flash got in my way of capturing the effects I speak of. :P

And last but not the least is this UP Ikot jeepney. What I like about this is that it transforms into something like the one below…

A “karitela” / carriage!! Haha. Coolness! It’s so Pinoy! :D

Yeeeeey! To wrap up this post, I’d say that my day was superb! Check out the look on my face! Thumbs up beybeh! XD

I hope this photo spam blog entry makes up for my long absence! Til my next post! :*

The Story Behind APO's Oblation Run

The Story Behind

We never thought that our fraternity’s promotional stunt in the 70’s would turn out to be what it is today – an institutionalized (although still not official) spectacle which major television networks and even foreign ones like CNN have turned into a frenzied media event! And like many successful events, it has generated many different and sometimes conflicting accounts on its origins.

Thank goodness the Oblation Run’s originators, my fraternity, the UP Alpha Phi Omega (APO), can attest to the one true history of the masked faces in the run of the brave and bold. I am proud to have been right in the thick of it in the 60s and 70s. Back then, our frat regularly sponsored movies, plays and even musicals. These were undertaken basically as fundraising efforts, but a socio-political link arose during martial law, particularly in the mid-70s. Sakada, a film dramatizing the plight of seasonal workers in a sugarcane plantation sponsored by APO at the UP Theater in 1976, is an example. And then of course there was Hubad na Bayani, which has come to be inexorably linked to the Oblation Run. Hubad na Bayani is a movie (not a play, as some accounts have it) by Teloy Cosme and Robert Ylagan (a.k.a Robert Arevalo), starring our own fraternity brother, Menggie Cobarrubias. More because of their paranoia than anything else, this was banned from regular theaters by the martial law board of censors. UP, however, with its long and venerable tradition of liberalism, allowed APO to sponsor the movie’s showing in September 1977.

I was in my third year at UP, and APO. I was also one of my fraternity’s officers, having been elected Auxiliary Chancellor for that school year. In one of our meetings leading up to our movie premier, I remember our Grand Chancellor Nicky Morales, pushing for a specific social agenda for the project. Hence, in support of the mood then, we resolved to donate one peso for every ticket sold to the Roll Back Tuition Fee campaign fund. As this move would take a sizeable chunk of our projected revenues, we needed to ensure that the project would be as successful as possible, to go beyond breakeven. However, our ticket sales were not going very well, extraordinary measures had to be taken. In those days, streaking, which is what the Oblation Run is, was becoming an increasing occurrence in many university campuses in the United States, though other more public venues were not exempt. Some of us might still be young enough to recall a streaker flashing peace sign during the televised 1974 Oscar Awards. Whether we were consciously adapting this phenomenon of the times or not, the fact is, we conceived the first Oblation Run as a promotional gimmick for Hubad na Bayani. It was no easy task, and it was a scheme that could easily backfire. Smack in the middle of the martial law years, the APO had the UP Police Force to contend with. Some of our brothers could easily end up detained in some military stockade, naked! At that time, mobile phones, which could have made coordination so much easier, were ore in the realm of science fiction than in reality. But planning and execution still had to be extremely precise, and the run could not be publicized until the last minute so as not to alert the authorities. Getting caught was not an option.

Despite the risks involved, the two intrepid brothers volunteered, and earned the undying admiration of the fraternity. To this day, their identities are only known within the fraternity. Ten minutes before the run, with watches carefully synchronized, APO brothers were dispatched to all four floors of what was then known as the AS building to inform the students and professors of what was about to take place. An APO brother’s car pretending to have mechanical problems blocked the road by the main library to hold off the police. Another car with the same ruse likewise blocked the road by the faculty center building. Still another vehicle carrying the streakers was parked at the curbside of the front parking lot by the library. I was stationed at the parking lot with another brother, Caloy Encarnacion, who was looking out with his camera ready. Behind him, a group of students were exclaiming to each other, “Totoo nga siguro! ‘Di ba APO siya?” At the designated moment, the door of the car with the first oblation runners flew open and out they came, whooping and hollering, arms flailing up in the air, giving a good show to the audience at the AS building, faces wrapped with t-shirts to conceal their identities. They ran towards the faculty center, pausing momentarily in front of the main steps doing various poses as the onlookers cheered them on. Upon reaching the end of the AS parking lot, two motorcycle-riding fraternity brothers picked them up and whisked them away. As it turned out, the cars that blocked the road were unnecessary. The police could not react fast enough within ten minutes of the event’s announcement.

From the respectable attendance of Hubad na Bayani’s showing at the UP Theater that fateful year, the Oblation Run proved itself to be a compelling marketing tool. It became an annual affair since, held as part of the celebrations of APO’s Service Month every August. With the authorities becoming more and more tolerant with each passing year, the Oblation Run evolved into an unofficial tradition of the university. It was eventually moved to December 16 (or the Friday before if the date falls on a weekend) in the 1980s until the present to highlight the foundation day of APO worldwide. In the recent years the Oblation Run has effectively highlighted social and political issues that otherwise may not have been given as much prominence in the media. Certainly, at the very least, it is a testament to the UP culture of thinking and acting out of the box despite the odds, and being successful at it.

By Brother Armand Padilla, APO-Eta (74-03553), AB Social Science

Published in Philippine Daily Inquirer, in commemoration of UP’s 100th year Celebration