Number Coding Movie: Labs Kita, Okey Ka Lang?

Friends who fall in love with each other? The plot is cliché and has been done so many times, but we love it because we’ve all been there. Yes, we have. Don’t deny it. Plus, this movie starred Jolina Magdangal and Marvin Agustin—the best comedic love team of our generation.

“Labs Kita, Okey Ka Lang?” is a cinematic masterpiece whose dialogues we still quote to this day. There’s much to talk about so let’s plunge into this amazing movie.

The movie opens with a montage—which is always a good sign—and then cuts to Bujoy (Jolina) and Ned (Marvin) together in the former’s room at night.

I don’t find this situation OK.

They’re college students with raging hormones. If I were Bujoy’s mom, I’d be worried, or wonder why I even let the sleepover happen in the first place. Can’t they just hang out in the living room? Bujoy’s family has a pretty big house, and I’m sure there are other places these two can stay in besides the teenage girl’s room. I guess Bujoy’s mom, Marissa (Hilda Koronel), is not like a regular mom. (She’s a cool mom!)

Ned and Bujoy even have ladders that allow access to their respective rooms. Were there no house robberies in Baguio in the ‘90s? But I admit I liked that idea when I was younger; it seemed quaint.

Anyway, Bujoy and Ned snack on Pringles dipped in Coke—something I used to pretend I liked because of this movie. What a waste of Pringles—which were very expensive then—and Coke.

Another idea I got from this movie was putting flowers in between pages of books. I eventually learned that doing so makes the flowers’ “juices” or whatever seep out and stain the paper. It’s a mess.

I love Mayo’s (Meryll Soriano) fashion sense, and I can see her being a fashion blogger today. She would totally kill it. #fashion #blogger #fashionblogger #fblogger #fashionista #ootd #wiwt #style #matching #streetstyle #trendy #baguio #vintage #pinay #asian #instafashion #igdaily #igers #headtotoeprints #fierce #iwokeuplikethis

Speaking of #fashion, Jolina really was a trendsetter. I bought one of those woven shoulder bags because she made them look cool. I also coveted her long, straight hair. And the men! Baggy t-shirts, hair parted in the middle—I’m glad we’re over those. Not that I’m a fan of guys in super skinny jeans, but they’re better off this way.

We get a preview of Ned’s and Bujoy’s family dramas. Bujoy is the weird one in her family of classy females, while Ned’s is just chaotic. Raise your hands if you were able to relate to Ned for having a mother who gets irritable whenever she doesn’t have money…which is basically ALL THE TIME.

Meanwhile, I sympathized with Bujoy when she found out that her single mom has a boyfriend. I get it, Bujoy. I mean, what does she need a man for? She’s fine by herself! But now I’d actually be supportive if my own mom went on dates. It would be weird, but I’m not averse to the idea anymore.

And then Gio Alvarez shows up. I genuinely found his character Cenon hot—hotter than Ned, definitely. Yeah, lip sync to that Eraserheads song, Cenon!

The first major conflict of the movie emerges when Ned meets Mary Ann (Vanessa del Bianco), who’s everything Bujoy isn’t: pretty, bubbly, sexy and girly. As if I needed to relate to Bujoy even more. I feel you, girl. I’m not all of those things either.

Ned asks Bujoy to set him up on a date with Mary Ann, and of course, Bujoy doesn’t want to because she’s in love with him. And I’ve been there, you guys. (We’ve all been there! Gahd.)

When I was in high school, I had a HUGE crush on this guy. He was cute, tall, funny and super smart, and I’ve been nursing a crush on him since sixth grade. Unfortunately, he had a crush on another girl who was a close friend. He used me as a wingman, just like Ned did with Bujoy.

He texted me about his feelings for this girl, and asked me what he should do or say. All the while, I was trying to show my cool and fun personality. But whenever I felt like we were going in the direction I wanted during our conversations, he would start asking questions about this girl again. It was awful. Ah, teenage life! I wrote so many cringe worthy poems because of my unrequited love for him. End of story: He confessed his crush to this girl, but they didn’t end up together. (hahaha!) The following year he got himself a girlfriend. (huhuhu)

When Bujoy tells Ned that she had successfully set up a date between him and Mary Ann, Ned starts playfully planting kisses on Bujoy’s face out of happiness and excitement. I remember my guy best friend in high school used to do that, too. Just a single kiss on the cheek, though, and it didn’t happen that often. He ended up being my first boyfriend. What I’m saying is that I had basically lived “Labs Kita, Okey Ka Lang?” Art imitating life! Holla.

Then Cenon makes a move on Bujoy.

<cue double date montage>

All these scenes look painful. Like, why even double date, guys? Stop torturing yourselves and making each other peanut butter and jealous.

Can I also say that the soundtrack of this movie is on point? Are we still making cheesy songs, OPM artists? Please say yes.

And then we finally arrive at this scene:

OMG this scene. Let us bask in its glory as we break it down.

First of all, I love the shot that shows Bujoy from inside the car, fixing stuff, while Ned is in focus in the background. And when Ned announces that he and Mary Ann are officially a couple, the camera shifts focus on Bujoy’s blank face. It was perfect dramatic timing.

Bujoy breaks down and screams all her feelings. Ned hugs her, somewhat confesses his feelings, and pulls out all these lame ass excuses. Question for the men: Is the fear of losing the girl friend you love so great that you would rather not have her as your girlfriend?

Bujoy gives a great summary of what Ned is—a selfish coward. Run away from that boy, Bujoy!

And then we are given another gem: Bujoy and her mother’s confrontation. When I first saw this scene, I felt for Bujoy and her teen drama about feeling misunderstood. Like, what does my mom know anyway? But now I’d probably dish out some tough love to Bujoy and tell her that she needs to give her mother a break.

The line I always remember from this movie is, “You made me feel ugly, Ma!” And it’s not because my mother made me feel ugly. (Although she didn’t make me feel super pretty either.)

We joke about how no child is ugly in the eyes of his or her mother. Well, my mom’s not like that; I don’t get free compliments just because I’m her daughter. And I’ve accepted that. I was a tomboy and nerdy-looking when I was in high school and college. I didn’t know how to dress myself or get my face done. She bought cute clothes and shoes, but I refused to wear them because I wasn’t comfortable in them, which probably frustrated her.

Now I know how to fix myself. Thus, she can finally tell me I’m beautiful or sexy—but, again, only when applicable. Would I rather she lied? I don’t know.

We are blessed for a few minutes with the acting powers of Ronaldo Valdez in his scene with Gina Pareño. Ronaldo’s face was a mixture of humiliation, anger, frustration and love. He didn’t overdo it, too. UGH. And Gina Pareño is always a joy to watch.

So they cranked up the tension through a bus chase scene. We will see these “will they, won’t they make it” moments forever and ever. And just when all hope of being together is seemingly lost, one of them appears out of nowhere, and we buy it EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. Because destiny! And love!

I like how, in the end, Ned and Bujoy awkwardly say, “I love you,” to each other. Ned used to jokingly say it all the time, but now it’s different; it’s weird and they will try to see how this goes. I think I’m not alone in saying this: I want to know what happens next.

Ned and Bujoy, forever in our hearts.

Edited by Allan Policarpio

A Brief History of Travel

Travel with someone whose company you enjoy most of the time. And I say “most of the time” because even though traveling is fun, it can also bring out the unattractive side of people when they’re tired, lost and/or hungry. Some people don’t like traveling and that’s okay. But there’s nothing like seeing a new place and sharing an experience to elevate a friendship to another level.

My friends and I started our excursions when we were in high school. Every Sunday after mass, we would go to KFC to eat breakfast and hang out. Hanging out at KFC is a good preview of everyone’s eating habits. You get to know who’s a picky eater, who always needs extra rice or orders root beer, and who saves the chicken skin for the finale. You note down these quirks so that you know who to invite on a food trip in the future.

We got tired of hanging out at KFC so we began discovering what the city had to offer on Sunday mornings. We went to our city’s museum, the cemetery beside our school, and an old house that they said was haunted. Most of the time, we’d end up walking to the house of one of my friends. We’d stay there until late in the afternoon or until one of our mothers texts or calls asking where we are and why we aren’t home yet. These Sunday walkathons turned to out-of-town trips during summer breaks.

Enchanted Kingdom
Splash Island

Then college happened and people went their separate ways. Everyone was focused on adjusting to their own new environments. And as much as our high school promises to keep in touch, be best friends forever, and hang out were lovely, you really won’t be able to keep that promise to everyone. I still saw my friends but we didn’t go to any trips until we were in our second year of college.

It was hard getting people together in college, but it’s harder when everyone’s working. Everyone’s suddenly busy with Real Life, which is a more legitimate kind of busy than “busy studying.” It took us another three years to get our bearings in the real world before we finally took our first out-of-the-country trip together.

We went to Korea in the fall of 2012.

Namsangol Hanok Village, South Korea

The idea of flying with friends to a new country was exciting. We felt like adults when we were planning our trip, saving our work money, processing our visas and researching about Korea. We shared a room with each other for six days. We got lost. We walked so many hours together. We got frustrated with each other. And we have many stories to reminisce because of it.

Chi Lin Nunnery, Hong Kong
Consulting the tourist map, Hong Kong

Even though we had different experiences in our trip to Hong Kong last 2013 and Japan in 2014, the spirit was almost the same as our Korea trip. We still walked a lot, got lost, got annoyed with each other, and for some reason always ended up eating at a KFC at least once.

Trying to find our hotel in Osaka
Asakusa, Japan

I understand my friends better because of our travels. I know their sleeping, pooping and spending habits. I know how they are when they’re pissed. And I know what makes them happy (good food). I want to keep discovering things about my friends even if that means I have to sleep through six nights of bed-shaking snoring again because in return they put up with my mood swings. We’re more than quits.

My friends and I don’t have any travel plans yet for 2015. Or even if we did, I wouldn’t write about it because of my pre-travel anxiety. We used to travel as a big group in high school, at least ten people. But now the most we could gather is a group of six. We still haven’t traveled as a complete group and I hope we get to do that soon. It sounds like it will be a fun mess.

New Year, Old Friends

A study says that the average length of friendships is seven years. If your friendship makes it past the seven-year mark, then you will be friends for good. The friends I’m close with have been my friends since high school and my longest friendship is already twice as long as the average. My friends and I see each other without needing birthdays or other occasions as an excuse. We constantly chat over Facebook and Viber. I’ve traveled with most of them which I think all relationships should go through. I know their middle names and their parents’ names and they know mine.

I didn’t make many new friends in college because I had this group to hang out with. And if we weren’t hanging out, I was too comfortable being alone that I didn’t feel the need to find other people to replace them in their absence. Plus, social media wasn’t as big then so the FOMO (fear of missing out) when they hung out with other people wasn’t as crippling. Now I feel like having a big social network is such a major factor in our lives and that I need to grow mine.

The problem is I have trouble making new friends because I care too much about what people think of me. I make myself forgettable by stifling my personality because I don’t want them to think I’m bossy, opinionated or attention-seeking. People have said I don’t look approachable. I’m also uncomfortable with an acquaintance kind of friendship where all you do is have small talk and exchange compliments. The friendship I’m used to is insult-based; the closer we are, the coarser my language is toward you. When making friends, I just want to skip the awkward, “nice” stage and jump to a level of closeness where “Fuck you” means “You are hilarious and I love your sick humor.”

But when I really think about it, I might not be able to juggle many friends after all because I end up getting too invested in people’s lives. Plus, I will always want to do stuff with them like watch movies, eat out, shop, and travel. Just thinking about planning all those stuff with many sets of friends is exhausting.

Maintaining friendships with many people entails rationing the time you spend with each of them so that you have a constant presence in their lives. However, you might only end up as a filler friend to many people and a close friend to none.

I like and love my friends and I know that if I really needed them, they would drop whatever it is they’re doing to show up at my doorstep. But this doesn’t stop me from yearning for new ones. I’m still hoping for a feminist, atheist person who will share my love for American TV series, movies and shopping, someone who would regularly tell me that I’m amazing and is very vocal and sincere about his or her support of my dreams and outfits, someone who’s as clingy as I am, and someone who will challenge me to be a better person and vice versa. I still haven’t found one person who is all of those things. But the great thing about friends is that you don’t have to have only one.

Photo by Elaine Tacubanza