Advent_Child

Moments Like These

2006-07-14T17:46:00.000+08:00

I'm at your back door
with the earth of a hundred nations in my skin
you won't recognize me
for the light in my eyes is strange

it was years ago, god knows
when you strained to tell me your whole truth
that you were not mine to save
that you could not change

carry the weight
i'll carry the weight of you this time
carry the weight
i'll carry the weight of you

would it be enough to go by
if we could sail on the wind and the dark
cut those chains in the middle of the night
that had you pulled apart

would it be enough to go by
if there's moonlight pulling the tide
would it be enough to live on
if my love could keep you alive

i've built a lot of castles
i've built a lot of blazing speed-of-light machines
but it doesn't matter, you know
they all crumble in the winds of change

so i turned back to breathing
i learned a few good reasons to cry
and i finally called home
praying you weren't out of range

so will you let me come in
mosquitoes have found me
and they're crowding 'round my blood
at least offer me a drink
or a breaking of the ice
i'm wanting your anger
i only want to see if i can shake you out of sleep
and bring you out under this flooded sky
at any price

so carry the weight
carry the weight of me in your heart
carry the weight
carry the weight of me

would it be enough to go by
if we could sail on the wind and the dark
cut those chains in the middle of the night
that had you pulled apart

would it be enough to go by
if there's moonlight pulling the tide
would it be enough to live on
if my love could keep you alive
~Enough To Go By
Vienna Teng

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Raining profusely. Our roof had sprung a few leaks here and there. The wind howls outside my window, almost eerily like a wailing child wanting to be let in. Lucky I have my pillow to keep me warm.

I haven't been out of the house for a week now. If you don't count accompanying my mom to the Mall Of Asia (which is literally a few steps outside my door) for a round of bingo, then I haven't been out for 2 weeks. To me feels like a year.

Don't you just love and hate the rain in equal proportions?

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Let me just say, I LOVE BROADBAND!

I've been satisfying my online cravings for the past few days. As a matter of fact, I think I'm running out of Hard Drive space. My music files are filled to the brim, the porn is unrelenting, the missing ebooks now found, and the movies are streaming lightning fast. [tee hee I just said porn somewhere up there.]

Heck, I might even turn this into a profitable venture. The black market is always a viable option. :)

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My mom and I was happily traipsing thru the mall when several meters away, we saw someone wearing a shirt that's identical to a shirt my dad has. He has my dad's gait, my dad's hair and they even have the same semi bulging waistline (although, he's not guapo). He was holding hands with this bimbo and obviously they went a-shopping.

I asked my mom as a jest, what if it was really my dad and his slutty mistress that we bumped into, what would she do?

Her response?

In a jocular tone "Oh I don't mind. I would just look at the bitch from head to toe then just walk ahead. He just better call it even when the time comes and he catches me in the arms of a man of my own."

You go Ma! hehe. Why get mad, right? Get even.

I don't really mind, my sisters and I are all mature enough to realize that there comes a point wherein we have to accept things like this. I'd rather have a blushing, blooming mother who's genuinely happy than an emaciated, bleeding heart wimp who's rending her clothes and hair in bitterness. There's no use wallowing in despair. Drama is for those who can't.

If men can do it, women can too.

That's why I went un-straight.

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Yesterday, I was in the kitchen, cooking up another recipe of mine. Whoever thought that a mishap could turn out to be majorly delicious?

Taking a page out of br0wn_c0w's cooking misadventure, I was attempting a beef stew with subtle Japanese-sorta-like-terriyaki flavor topped with buttered mushrooms.

I marinated the sirloin in my own blend of secret ingredients (well, mostly hard to look for spices) and then prepared the buttered mushrooms on the side. I left the beef in boil because I wanted to bring out the broth.

However, as I was waiting it, I was distracted by this show on Jack TV. 25 minutes later, our maid ran to the kitchen panicking coz she knows the beef is burning.

I ran like a crazy fool and found out that it didn't really burn. Just a bit singed on the sides because the broth had either evaporated or had been absorbed. Its something akin to being fried and grilled at the same time.

I know, its weird. But then with the sauce and spices all absorbed, it has this really garlicky, sorta steak like taste to it.

The household gobbled it up. They were asking me what it is. I told them I don't know yet. I'm still coming up with a name.

Next time, I'm going for a "controlled" burn. hehe.

[Music of the Moment: Waking Hour - Vienna Teng]
[Mood: busog]

Get Together

2006-07-10T15:49:00.000+08:00

Seen this vid?

Kaleidoscope-y!

Eventhough I'm not digging the granny Madonna vibe, I like how this video looked. Very doobie-induced-nirvana-kinda-retro-ey and I love, love, love the colors. Amazing. Makes me wanna make one of my own. Or implement it on my blog layout/

And you gotta admit, 20 years were taken off Maddona's face. Well, since all you see is effects and all.

Props to the producer of this vid.

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Ok, Madonna fans, start defending:

"[Inspiration] is about paying attention. For instance, I saw David LaChappelle's movie Rize, and it has incredible dancers in it. I found out who the dancers were and put them in my next video. I have an insatiable hunger and curiosity to find out about new things. Inevitably those things find their way into my work. I think that's what we all do as artists and creative people: We're all plagiarizing!"

- Madonna tells the new issue of U.S. OK! magazine.

Ahaha. So she finally admits it.

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In a crazy fit, Donita Rosario and I went to SM Mall of Asia for a day of gallivanting and pigging out. As I blogged before, she's moving to a different company. Its that little well known company owned by that little known billionaire, Michael Dell. Yup. Small time.

For anyone who's not yet aware, their office is located on the entire 2nd floor on the North Wing of SM Mall of Asia. Its huge, I tell yah. However, I've always been put off by the idea of having your office situated inside a mall but M.O.A. is a different story.

We went there on the pretext of availing the freebie of Dell to their employees: free tickets to the IMAX showing of Superman Returns. You read that right, I-freaking-MAX! Lucky bastards.

Actually, I've seen the movie already and since Roan - I mean Donita - is not a fan of the silver screen, we decided to just spend the day rummaging the mall. We gave the ticket to her hubby, Marvin who happily obliged.

Since this is Donita's first time in the mall, I toured her around. And boy, our feet wanted to bitch slap us for making them walk to death. Donita kept on asking "are we there yet?" hehe.

One thing about M.O.A. that can never ever be rivaled by other malls? The seaside al fresco restaurants. If you're not really scrimping on your budget, then its got a whole slew of ritzy establishments set in a perfect location. I can imagine seats will be as rare as honest politicians here during the late afternoons, especially during sunset. Perfect date place.

And since I didn't want to go overboard in spending we just headed to the most affordable resto we can find, Gerry's Grill. When we went in, it was still 11am yet its almost at full capacity. You know one thing I hate when dining out? Waiters/waitress suggesting where you sit. I mean, I know they have to factor in the possibility that others would come in, 'but I'm here, right now, nobody else is still occupying that seat, and I want it.' That doesn't sound unreasonable, does it? I know, I'm a brat. But hey, its a window seat, so back off.

Anyway, the food was great. Pusit, Bicol Express, veggies, crab rice...yum! Of course the chizmis session can not be far behind. Pigged out on food and mongering. hehehe.

Looking forward to our next session here. There's like a bazillion restos more. :)

[Music of the Moment: no, definitely not Madonna. Slow Down - Morcheeba]
[Mood: restday mode]

Rosario, DSL and Other Files

2006-07-10T15:46:00.000+08:00

Mr. Paquiao (sp?) is getting a whole lot stand offish lately. I think his head's bloating from all his wads of cash.

Why can't he just suck in his gut and just say that "Yeah, that hurt a bit." instead of that "Wala yun. Parang nagtraining lang ako." Why can't he take a page out of that popular Filipino boxer of bygone years who uttered: "I just got luck [sic]" followed by a toothless grin.

Manny, just so you'd know, humility pays a lot more dividends in the long run than your cheesy product endorsements.

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Roan (or as her alter ego, Donita Rosario) is the older sister I never had. I met her in the office just last year. She was this very outspoken lady who is always in the center of attention. At first, I didn't think we would jive because everytime I see her she's with her "posse" of "anak-anakans". I, for one, am not really into those games people "play" wherein just because somebody's a bit older than them, they call them kuya/ate, or gasp, even nanay/tatay. I don't see anyone in brackets. I just tend to see them as what they are to me regardless of weight, age or whatever status.

When we were assigned to sit beside each other, we noticed we had the same tact. The same views. The same mindset. Most importantly, the same panache for verbally abusing a person behind their backs. In short, pareho kaming laitera. hehe. The first conversation we had started when we noticed this heinous outfiit of this other girl in our account. And the rest was history.

It came as no surprise that we have a common group of friends. She's a fag hag in every sense of the word. But more than that, as our friendship grew fonder, I learned that she's a proud mother of four, a loving wife of a very papa-licious husband and a very shrewed operator. She wouldn't let you down and if anyone is bearing down on you, expect her to come to your side. And boy, this girl talks the talk.

She taught me a lot of things. Lessons I'd treasure for the rest of my life. When my bestfriend Criselda left the company, I really thought that fate is unkind. However I was wrong. The muses are good to me. Loving people surround me.

We had a lot of happy moments together. We had a whole bunch of mischievous ploys that we managed to pull off. Just recently, she came upon a decision. She's leaving the company for greener pastures.

We all have to go our separate ways one time or the other. I'm just a lucky guy, I think, because life or that higher power up there always place me in collision with amazing individuals. It's twisted when I look at it this way, the more people pass by, the more I find myself and become better.

And the most comforting thing? Its that they don't really leave. They are just there. Spatial distance is the only thing separating us.

Time to move on again. Sis, you will be missed.

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I was just telling Macky (ang dyosa ng duhat) about the time I felt I was phone scammed. I was at home one early morning when I got this call from Charito, a supposed agent from PLDT who's selling me myDSL. At first I was hesitant, but then, being a veteran of phone pranks, I asked her a whole slew of technical questions and by george, she even had a mini lecture on what type of architecture they use.

If this was a scammer, she sure did her homework. The thing that made me go "I'm sold" is when she confirmed my dad's billing info (the phone line is in his name). Every damn detail. So I said, yeah I've been dying to get a fatpipe to handle my streams (read: ~~porn~~, i mean, music, ebooks, vids, etc). She told me she was gonna drop by our house that afternoon to have me fill up a form. I just need to submit a copy of my dad's valid ID and a utility bill.

So I called up my dad to ask permission. He consented in the condition that I assure him I foot the bill. He gave me his SSS ID number and since I forgot to ask for a payslip, I got my bank statement number instead. Afternoon came and she still hasn't arrived. Then around 5pm, she called me and told me that she is stuck in a meeting and can't come anymore, but if I wanted I can just give her the information over the phone.

This was my GMA moment. Lapse of judgement when I gave her the info. Hastily, I might add, like a kid drooling for candy. Can you say I'm desperate for broadband?

And that was it. For 4 days, I didn't hear anything from her. Damn. I felt like such a buffoon. I should have raised the red flag when all of a sudden she can't come to my house. And in a little bout of lucidity, I remembered that little moment when she fudged up my Dad's name. She thought Daniel was his first name (the same thing I encounter each and everytime I fill up a document, people tell me that I got the First and Last name interchanged, which is usually met with a blistering retort from me like "I'm sorry if my last name doesn't reek like yours does." or something to that effect.)

4 days later I was trying to console myself into thinking that she can't do anything with my bank statement number, because, hello, its just a statement number and as for my dad's SSS id: this isn't the U.S of A. where your whole life can be stolen just by knowing this. The most they can do with is is steal his monthly contributions. Which I even doubt is possible. However I had to suffer the barrage of my mom's nagging asking me how can I be such a numbskull to fall for this.

But on the 5th day?

I came home, my mom, who has this ridiculous grin on her face, called me to the room where we have the PC, and told me to type in any multimedia intensive site. Ok, so I went along. I typed in www.gamespot.com (which is a daily bible for me). And for something that took a day and a half to load on 56k (try jumping to that site right now), it took an amazing 10 seconds! Cool. We're hooked up.

"They came to connect it a while ago." she said (in my mind, with a toothless grin).

If you may excuse me, I have some internet loving to do. :)

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Oh, and the moral lesson of this story of this is: there is more good in people than we would want to believe.
Kinda like that episode of House wherein Dr. House, in his usual cynical self wanted to have his senator patient (who's running for President) 'fess up to being gay because he's got AIDS. To rub salt to the injury, imagine being forced on your deathbed to 'fess up to something you're not. It turned out his patient was telling the truth and he was just relapsing from a rare form of chemical toxicity. This caused the bitter cynic to have a change of view about how he deals with people.

Darn it, why can't they make more of these shows?

[Music of the Moment: Sundial Dreams - Kevin Kern/ Any Day Now - Missy Higgins ]
[Mood: sunday squeamish]

Look! In the Sky, Its a, Its a, Its...

2006-07-02T08:22:00.000+08:00

Brandon Routh's crotch!

crotch withheld for the kiddies

Haha. First blog entry in quite a while and I'm already oogling crotches. I'm sorry blog baby.

Went out with Ian yesterday to catch Superman Returns at the Promenade in Greenhills (still the best cinema for me). We were supposed to watch it at the Gateway in the Globe Theater. You know, the Lazy-Boy cinema. However by some stupid design, they do not have seats available for walk in customers because apparently, its been sold out -for the whole week- through online reservations. That wouldn't be as dumb if they could actually be sure that these reservations would be occupied. Why not take only a certain percentage for reservations, then the rest for walk ins? I think the concept eludes their brilliant minds.

So in frustration we decided to rush off to 'used to be ghetto, now soullessly-spanking new" Greenhills to watch it at the Promenade instead. But before that we dropped by at Taco Bell to grab some munchies. I don't get why America's so gaga over it. Its not that good. Add the fact that you would have to have a disposition of shamelessness because eating it so damn messy.

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And so it happened. One of the things I've been fearing.

My bestfriend just made me a godfather.

A PRINCIPAL one at that.

I've always been on the defensive side whenever conversations between me and my friends (who will be having children) goes into the, ahem, extended family category. I tell them offhand that they shouldn't bother inviting me because I'll be the worst ninong ever.

Theres an old midwives tale that its bad luck to refuse. So by asking them not to invite me equates to not refusing, then its a win-win situation, right?

But dang, she's my bestfriend. And she's got the cutest baby on the face of this planet. Shiloh Nouvell Jolie - Pitt who?

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Superman was good.

No cancel that, it was satisfyingly good. It was grand in all the right places. And no, I'm not talking about Brandon Routh's physique.

Its definitely one of the better movies of the year but its not perfect.

I reaaaaly love Kevin Spacey, however his role as Luthor is soooo unnecessary. Heck, he is not even villanous, just plain crazy. What a pity because Spacey can give so much more. His character must be the dumbest villain ever with the most idiotically contrived world domination plan. I won't spoil what it is, but bottomline is, its just plain assinine.

Ok, this can't be avoided. Let me ask this:
==spoiler alert, stop reading if you don't want me to mess it up for you==

Although I didn't see the "Lois got pregnant with Clark's baby thing" coming (mainly because, its one of those unnecessary plotlines), I feel that its just so tacked on. Executives must have thought that just the Man of Steel alone doesn't equate to profitable sequels. There should also be a Son of Steel! Barf.

That aside, I really enjoyed the rest of the movie. Bryan Singer makes amazing action sequences. And the movie is all about the emotions set forth by the characters. He brings Superman closer to home by showing his vulnerable side, his humanity. I really like the hospital thing.

Oh and Cyclops (James Marsden) was killed in X-Men 3 because he jumped ship! heheh. Although he's a babe himself, in this movie, he looks an average joe when he's beside the greek god Brandon.

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This bothers me:
What brand of hairspray (or in his case, hair CEMENT) does Superman use to preserve that "kiss me" (that curl in the middle)?

He got banged up, stabbed, fell from dizzying heights and its still perfectly curled.

Its virtually indestructible.

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Greenhills is a mutant. Its half new, half Bohemia. I just found out yesterday that there's still a portion of old Greenhills tucked away in the seams. That alone gladdens my heart.

[Music of the Moment: Blue - Joni Mitchell ]
[Mood: zipping through the skies ]

He's Out

2006-06-15T08:47:00.001+08:00

O.M.G.!!!!

Spiderman outs himself to the press
In the latest edition of the Marvel comic "Civil War" on sale, Spiderman does the unthinkable and removes his Spidey mask to publicly reveal his hidden identity.

"I'm proud of who I am, and I'm here right now to prove it," the legendary webslinger tells a press conference called in New York's Times Square, before pulling off his mask and standing before the massed ranks of reporters as newspaper photographer Peter Parker.
(linkify)

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Unheard of. Well, in the DC universe that is. Although I'm more of a Marvel geek, this is a gargantuan event in any series. Ok, dork mode off.

I'm rushing to the store (or online) to have myself a copy of this series:

Civil War

[Music of the Moment: some random radio talkshow on RX 93.1 ]
[Mood: flabbergasted ]

What Holiday?

2006-06-12T11:51:00.000+08:00

For all its worth: Happy Independence Day.

Yup. No exclamation point there.

Pero ito ang tanong:
Kelan tayo makakalaya sa mga manlulupig na nagmumula mismo sa ating bansa?

Bihag ng sariling mga suwail na anak. Nakakalungkot.

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Hay. Kahit na ganun, life goes on.

I found this amusing piece of work online.

Gives a whole new spin to "Sugod mga kapatid", doesn't it?

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Man, I'm so psyched for the Playstation 3 (linkify). If things go well for me, I'm gonna have this baby by early next year. Oh, and as well as that 1080 progressive scan plasma tv I've been saving up for. ;)

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Really sorry now,
They weren't to know.
They got caught up in your talent show,
With you pernickety little bastards in your fancy dress,
Who just judge each other and try to impress,
But they couldn't escape from you,
Couldn't be free of you,
And now they know there's no way out,
And they're really sorry now for what they've done,
They were three Wise Men just trying to have some fun.

Look who's alone now.

Mr. Blunt, you are indeed, a piece of work. :)
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I'm working on my new blog layout. Yup. The fourth one. I'm planning on having a different version for my Blogger, Blurty and Livejournal. Theme of the quarter? Its blue. Royal, cool, and seductive blue.

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Rumor mill:
Zsa Zsa Zaturnah related. It seems that with all the hoopla about the casting, it seems that there is a silver lining. Rustom Padilla is now back in the running as Ada. I'm not 100% sure with him, but the thing is, he could make the movie interesting and a definite box office hit. Why? Because people would flock to see his coming out role.

I think he can pull it off. And no, I don't have any shred of hate for him with that whole "using Big Brother as a launching pad" thing. Its a double edged sword, if he doesn't come out, people will hound him with rumors until his gray fairy days. But when he braves the odd, people will call him pretentious, hypocritical, and whatever mud they could throw to him. Damned if he does, damned if he doesn't. I feel for him on this.

Eventhough the new director is relatively a step down from the original one, it doesn't hurt to hope that it pans out for the best right?

However I would always say this time and time again. Walang panama yang si Kris Aquino, si Ruffa Mae, si Zsa Zsa Padilla, heck to some extent even Eula Valdez, sa manok ko:

Melanie Marquez as Zsa Zsa.

Maganda
Matangkad
AMAZONIC (which is verrrry important to the role)

and last but definitely THE MOST:
Bakla to the bazillionth power.

Join me in my campaign. :)

[Music of the Moment: Wisemen - James Blunt ]
[Mood: anti-persnickety ]

Dakota, Clark and Me

2006-06-01T13:02:00.000+08:00

O.M.G.!

Terri Hatcher will voice the mother and the "other" mother. I'm not much into her, it should have been Michelle Pfiefer as initially casted, but Neil said she'll be doing Stardust (another Gaiman work) so I'm not complaining.

Dakota Fanning would be perfect for Coraline.

I sooooo excited.
Oh and for Gaiman haters out there, I'll be more than willing to lend you my entire collection.
Know his works first before you criticize.

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In other news:
Idol Fever had reached these shores.
I don't think it would be such a big hit at first but Philippine/Pinoy Idol seems interesting.

I just don't know what were they thinking when they were casting the judges though:

Ryan Cayabyab - a big OK for me. Much respect for this man.
Pilita Corales - WTfandango? Isn't she 100 years old now? Ok so maybe old people can get away with any comment they can think of, but come on. I always felt that Dessa is perfect for this.
Francis Magallona - ooo..mmmm...gggg. Now I'm lost on what they are trying to prove. If he so much as utters one "We got a hot one tonight" I'm gonna strangle some random monkey.

Nevertheless, the Idol honchos gave the nod to these people (the last two to be exact). Either they're making a huge mistake, or they know something we don't know.

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Ano kayang feeling maging anak ni Brad at ni Angelina?

Ano kayang feeling na cygote ka pa lang, superstar ka na?

Ano kaya ang feeling ng you have in you the genes of the finest specimen of man and woman?

Ano kaya ang feeling na magkaroon ng United Colors of Jolie-tton na mga kapatid?

Ano kayang feeling pangalanang Shiloh Nouvel?

Hay. I guess, I'll never know.

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I would like to send a shout out to my bobby.

He had just been promoted. Yup. Again.

Sa wakas, pwede ko nang maexperience ang buhay na tinatamasa ni Gretchen Baretto. (choz)

Me = beaming proud.

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My tito just came from Canada (where the whole year, its winter). And he gained a lot of weight. (peace)

He brought us lotsa chocolates. Pero bat ganun, kahit lumamon ako ng sandamakmak, pag nagcheck ako ng timbang, ganun pa rin? Am I perpetually cursed to be patpatin? (well, not really patpat, but you get the point) Ayoko namang maging kapatid sa pananampalataya si Nicole Richie.

Anyways, he brought us something that instantly became my newest obsession: Truffle chocolate. Ang chocolate na hindi pang tropical country. You could literally see it melt in front of your eyes if you just take it out of the freezer and expose it to room temperature (read: room temperature ng 'Pinas).

Ang bango niya talaga. At nakaka gigil. I didn't notice that I was finishing an entire pack already. When this runs out, I swear I will be hunting all the supermarkets here in the Metro for anything similar to it.

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I've always known that X-Men will flop. Well, quality wise, that is. Bratner could never fill Singer's shoes. No matter how much it earns, its still a flop in my eyes.

Virtually every single character development the previous director set was replaced by irrelevant character cameos and visually stunning, substance lacking effects.

Dark Phoenix, latent powers of Jean? Puh-leease. The bastardization of all things Marvel.

I'd rather have one character fleshed out than a plethora of soulless drones who make you go ooh one second and meh the other..

Here's waiting for Superman.

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Take this love and let the night begin
(I want to give it all to you)
Time for you to show the way you feel
(You know how long I've waited)
I need a reason, a meaning in my life
So open up and take this love tonight

[Music of the Moment: Take This Love - Sergio Mendes ]
[Mood: cartwheel sabay split ]

How Much?

2006-05-26T10:45:00.000+08:00

My blog is worth $23,710.68.
How much is your blog worth?

Wow. Pwede ko nang bayaran ang utang ng Pilipinas.
choz.

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[Music of the Moment: One - U2 ]
[Mood: confused ]

Idol's Final

2006-05-26T10:16:00.000+08:00

Sa wakas, somebody I rooted for won American Idol. :)

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SM Mall of Asia is an amazing piece of infrastructure. Hiningal talaga ako (which is rare) just walking inside. Pictures to come up in a few. Di ko pa ma upload e.

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Btw, speaking of Mall of Asia, everything else is great, but the IMAX theater is a gi-normous let down. Sabi na hindi ako maniniwala sa mga chizms na 8 floors to e. Make that 1/8 of that! Siryoso. At hindi pa widescreen! Coming from a videophile, thats a huge insult. Add to the fact that the screen has this horrible viewing angle. It makes some parts of the whole picture unintentionally dark. Sobrang letdown talaga.

So I guess, the Gateway (Lazyboy cinema) and the Promenade Cinemas still top my list of the best here in the Metro.

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A.I. related:

Although, I can't say its perfect, the finale packed so much punch. From the start, I knew that my boy Taylor would be taking home the crown, however the intermissions were surprisingly good.

Let me just give my highlights:

-Al Jarreau performed with Paris! Who kidnapped the squeaky voiced kid and replaced it with this power belter? I love her in that performance.

-A humongous WTF???!! at Meatloaf! He is the personification of a HAM singer. Whats with the eerie vibrato? The histrionic? And then Katherine comes in. WTF.

-Wolfgang Puck and Kelly Pickler clicked. And for the first time, I actually laughed with Kelly (not: at) :)

-Chris had this duet with his favorite band. Classic moment: Chris and Ed Kowalczyk (the lead singer) looked at each other and sang "It's a mystery, how you turn me on." hahahahhaha. Bald (semi) hot dudes going at it.

-Toni Braxton (remember her? no? well me too...almost) trying hard to still come off as sexy. Someone should give this girl her career back.

-Brokenote Mountain montage. At the start of the season, I was rooting for this cute cowboy. Well, he got booted off early on, but he got his chance to perform. Adorable.

-Golden Idols? Its completely irrelevant. Its not even funny. Although they used it to segue to the wannabes performing onstage

-Ohmay gowd, Clay Aiken looks like KD Lang! ahahah. The look on the wannabe Clay's face was priceless. That or that wannabe is just a damn good actor.

-Clay is sooooooo gay. And whats up with his eyes? It like you cant see the orbs, because all you see is black. Creeeeeeeeeeepy!

-Group performances! The guys were damn hot in their tux and the ladies' "let's sing every god damn song with the word W-O-M-A-N in it" was, in the very least, worthwhile.

-Mandisa. Make that MANDISA. Her stylist must be really, really mad at her. Tight fitting pants? However her voice is just amazing.

-Burt Bacharach! Classic act.

-Lemme qoute my friend: Kevin Covais singing "What's New Pussycat" was almost as hysterical as Clay Aiken's hair.

-Elliot's A House Is Not A Home is fantastic. I thought Anwar would be forever my fave, but I guess E just does it better. Such control in his upper registers. I love this guy. He should have made it.

-Why was David Hasselhoff crying in the audience? That was so... random.

-Another Elliot moment: singing One (that song from U2) with Mary J Blige (who apparently would not allow anyone to upstage her). Mary, dear, its not your show, nevertheless, you hogged it. Nevertheless, I could have stopped watching and it would be complete.

-And then Ryan Seacrest comes up ready to announce the winner and that the total tally of votes, yadda yadda yadd---oh snaps! Its Prince! (he has supernaturally retained his look from 1987.) And so funny, after his performance he just strutted off the stage, immediately. Without even acknowleding Ryan. What a Divo. Hahah.

-Oh and yeah, Taylor won!

Overall, this was the best finals ever. And I mean how the show was handled, not necessarily the finalist. Useless fillers were kept at a minimum. And the pacing was good. I would have wanted Elliot to be up there, though. But Taylor is still unique and most importantly: FUN. So its ok, I guess.

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My friend Ron surprised me the other day. The bitch (as well as his posse) is in Boracay. If I didn't have work, I would have hopped on the next flight outta the city.

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Friday na naman! Wahoo!

[Music of the Moment: Do I Make You Proud? - Taylor Hicks ]
[Mood: celebrating ]

Kay Lamig

2006-05-19T09:09:00.000+08:00

Apple just opened its ultra posh store in Manhattan. Imagine a full store of only Apple. Next to Sony, they're my favorite tech maker. Now if I only got that damn visa approved, I'd be hopping on the next flight out. Oh well, gotta wait a few more centuries.

"I don't know...its got too many windows." gahahah get it!? not funny? oh ok..suck rotten cantaloupes.

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Don't you just love it when you're snuggling in this nippy weather? I hate the rain when I'm outside because ruins any plan, but when I'm at home, give me a thousand nights of it.

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I love my mom. I love my sisters. I love Junjun (ang askal na sosyal). Thank you for giving me daily bouts of craziness.

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Speaking of Junjun (ang askal na sosyal), my mom and I had an itty bitty row the other day. I was aghast with the infestation of bubwits (mini rodents) so I wanted to buy one of those rat poisons that come in rainbow colors (dont ask). Mom cut me off because she inferred that these deadly pellets blind first before poisoning hence the teeny buggers look for the light and die. She says Junjun (the askel na sosyel) might mistake them for food and end up getting poisoned too.

To think that the digusting little rodents are there because of Junjun (A.A.N.S) to begin with! What with all his food stuff lying every single nook and cranny of the house. So frustrating.

Pero ok na kami ni ma. We compromised. We got those archaic mouse traps set up. (as if naman gagana)

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Most of my officemates are being pirated by that little known company called, ahem, Dell. And most of them are taking the bite. With offers like that? Who in their right minds wouldn't?

Hmmm...ako kaya? Evil snickers.

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Ang hindi pumunta sa opening ng SM Mall Of Asia sa Sunday liliit ang boobs. (o pututuy)

[Music of the Moment: Parce qu'on vient de loin - Coneille ]
[Mood: wishywashy ]

Fission Mailed

2006-05-18T06:14:00.000+08:00

May 13, 2006 Saturday

Ian and I went to Gateway in Cubao. Lemme just say that I love love love this mall.

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We had lunch at Cibo. My pasta was, in a word, meh. Its always been like this. Whenever we go out, Ian gets to choose something from the menu that is really good. While I always get something utterly meh. Maybe because I always want to go for the one that nobody has ever heard of before. hehe.

However, Cibo's Tiramisu is to die for. Well worth the price of admission.

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We saw Mission Impossible 3.

Something in me died.

And no, I'm not being sarcastic. Something in me (read: the critique) was pleasantly absent while watching. I really enjoyed the vibe of the movie. The action sequences were really tight. And for the first time, I didn't care about the glaring plotholes.

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Fully Booked now has a branch in the Gateway as well. I got these lovely additions to my collection:

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I'm enjoying Arnold Arre's take on Filipino Mythology. His collection is simply a masterpiece in its own right. Here's hoping more Pinoy artists make it out of the woodwork.

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Nysha replied to my previous post (after a century!). She didn't want to be a party pooper or anything but she said the reason why the Mall of Asia's March opening was postponed for May was that the floor of the center building dropped 10 centimeters causing the tiles to break.

It doesn't really concern me much. Broken floors or not, I'm still psyched for the opening of this mall. And besides, every single infrastructure is expected to settle.

So kita kits pa rin. :)

[Music of the Moment: All You Wanted - MIchelle Branch ]
[Mood: waiting for the weekends to come ]

Week Enders vol. 10

2006-05-12T12:33:00.000+08:00

Climb up over the top.
Survey the state of the soul.
You\'ve got to find out for yourself whether or not you\'re truly trying.
Why not give it a shot?
Shake it. Take control and inevitably wind up
Find out for yourself all the strengths you have inside of you

~Song For A Friend
Jason Mraz

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Friday. Sheepish grin.
First time since forever that I\'ll be going straight home. Home to what? Now that\'s something better left unsaid.

Sheepish grin.

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What\'s with all the uproar about The Da Vinci Code (the movie)?

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I saw last night\'s Maalaala Mo Kaya. Vilma Santos. \'nuff said.

In real life, I don\'t even shed a tear in funerals of loved ones. Not even after I found out I have a stepbrother and Dad almost left us. Not even after one of my best buds told me he\'s leaving for Dhubai. Not even after ... oh, you get it. But ironically, mababaw ang luha ko with anything visual. Movies, tv shows, books whatever.
Heck, naiyak ako para kay Florentino sa Love In Time of Cholera ni Marquez.

And last night, I was sitting in front of the TV, fighting to keep the tears from flowing.

...When Daisy (Vilma) told her daughter to hold on because she can\'t bear losing her.
...When Rose (the daughter) sat up with all the remaining energy in her because her mom said she\'d rather have that as a gift for mother\'s day.
...When Daisy lost it.

As soon as I was lying down in my bed, I lost it.

Ewan ko ba. Its easier to cry for things farthest from our own little realities.

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I didn\'t get addicted to A.I. this season as much as last year\'s. Maybe because wala akong Fedorov this year. hehe.
Pero I was a little bit glad that Chris got the boot. I mean, all props to him - he\'s great and all- kaya lang he\'s a threat to my Taylor.

Never pa na bottom 2 si Taylor. He has this one in the bag.

(unless magmirakulo ang langit at sangkalalakihan and my lesbian friends go all out and keep Katherine in the running. Or worse. Make her win it. Le gasp!)

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Anime geeks like me out there, check out Fullmetal Alchemist. It\'s love.

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Oh, and just to keep this short:

Ladies and gentlemen, I got promoted.
Bow.

[Music of the Moment: As Lovers Go - Dashboard Confessional ]
[Mood: listless ]

M.O.A.

2006-05-10T08:38:00.000+08:00

I'm actually excited about this. Hello, its just outside my door. I live, literally, within walking distance from this gi-normous mall.

Ladies and gentlewomen, the SM Mall Of Asia

Some trivia:

When the Mall of Asia opens its doors on May 21, it will offer 386,000 square meters of lease space for shopping and dining, cinemas and an Olympic-size skating rink.

About 280 meters of floor area offers a view of the majestic sunset over Manila Bay.

It is about half the size of the South China Mall in Dongguan, China -- said to be the world's biggest mall -- but about 30 percent bigger than the Mall of America, the second-biggest shopping center in the United States.

Sy said it would take three hours just to stroll through the mall and two-and-a-half days if you took a five-minute stop in each shop.

"We believe strongly that if this is accepted by the public, I think we are on to see a brighter future," Sy said.

It took two and a half years and P6.5 billion ($126 million) to build Mall of Asia but SM Prime expects its 25th shopping center to put the Philippines on the world retailing map.

SM Prime expects the project to contribute about two percent to group revenues this year, rising to 10 percent when it reaches 100 percent occupancy. Mall of Asia will open with 70 to 80 percent occupancy on May 21.

With the sheer size of its leasable space, the group expects to fully recoup its investment in Mall of Asia in eight-and-a-half years, slightly longer than the seven years in its other mall projects.

"It's something that we felt that we would sacrifice a little but would enhance not only the value of the name of SM but the whole property," Sy said.

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Kita kits on May 21.

[Music of the Moment: You Make Me Wanna - Usher ]
[Mood: gi-normous ]

Bakasyon Grande/ Coming And Going

2006-05-04T09:28:00.000+08:00

Can you imagine fetching $95.2 million for this?

Dora Maar with cat

Second most expensive painting sold - ever.
Picasso (1881-1973) must have been a genius, or a fool with a brush with a copious amount of luck.

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I've been on vacation since Thursday last week.
6 unadulterated days of pure R&R.
This is the life.

Oh yeah, and its paid.

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Goodbye, Candy. You will always have a special place in my heart. Our days in the office are memories worth keeping.

Goodluck in Dubai. May you find an oasis in the fair sands of the desert.

I will miss you a lot. And you better keep in touch.

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Candy had her despedida last Sunday. It was so much fun. The (almost) entire cast of my officemates were there.

When we were heading out to Candy's place in Cavite, my friend Ross decided to bring her Magic Sing just for kicks. When we got there, what do we see?

A videoke machine, rented out for the whole day.

It was a riot. Francis even managed to bang up one of the microphones.

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Welcome to the world, Alexi Dominique Abalos.
My Bestfriend Forever, Cris just gave birth to a bouncing baby.

And lucky for baby Alexi because the goodfornothing father, what he lacks in the grey matter department, he more than makes up for it in the looks.

Amazingly, Alexi is such a beautiful child.

It is in my sincerest hopes that you take after your mother's intelligence.

Shit, I can see myself as your future stage godfather, egging you on in every contest that you'll be joining. :)

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I'm back to work. Blech. hehe.

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Oh and just in case you're curious as to what is the most expensive painting ever sold, its this:

Boy with a Pipe

Sold for $104.2 million.
5 freakin billion pesosesoses!

Guess who's the artist?

Yup. Picasso.

Damn.

[Music of the Moment: Keep It Gay - Soundtrack from The Producers ]
[Mood: restless ]

A Night At PETA/ Zsa Zsa is Love

2006-04-26T14:21:00.000+08:00

We arrived at the PETA theater 2 hours earlier than the curtain call. Can you say excited? Hahah. Syempre bukana pa lang ng Theater laman na the whole rainbow of sexual orientations. Mga hetero, mga baklitas, mga pamhin, mga lesbis. The whole gamut. Alam mo na what to expect.

I've come across Zsa Zsa Zaturnnah over a year ago. Actually, it was a curiosity pa lang sa National Bookstore. Nung una akala ko bagong komiks series na Darna rip-off lang. Yeah it was, in a way. However, the twist is the stone fell in the manicured hands of Ada, ang baklitang probinsyana.

I didn't really know what to expect. Ian, however knew the story by heart. So kahit papano someone was able to fill me in.

Pasaway ako nung dumating kami sa theater. Pumasok na kami wala pang tao at all. haha. Pero na shock ako kasi super liit ng stage. As in parang pang Vagina Monologues lang. Yun nga lang medyo may slight difference, may mini walkway siya sa gitna. Sort of like something for rampmodels. Shempre una kong tanong, how can they pull it off?

After the show I was so much in awe. Hindi mo mafi feel ang limitation ng stage, because these actors really know how to work it.

For those not familiar, Zsa zsa turns into a literal wonder WOMAN when he gulps down the magical stone (a humongous one, at that). And I was so much impressed with Eula Valdez. Its like I had a newfound devotion to her. Definitely an upcoming gay icon, if she isn't one yet. She's so alluring, so natural in her acting skills, so convincing and most importantly, she can literally sing her butt off. And take note, hindi basta basta ang boses niya.

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The PETA theater was abuzz with laughter throughout the entire performance. I don't want to spoil the surprises for those who are yet to see ze muzekal. It takes roughly 3 hours from beginning to end. And in that time, you'll be regalled by topnotch Filipino performances. Watch out for Didi. She steals the show sometimes. Watch out for Wilma Doesnt. So funny. For Dodong's nipples, for the baklang zombies, the Ate Vi, Ate Shawi, Ate Nora, Ate Dina subordinates, For Maru and her interminable British accent. And definitely watch out for Eula.

If theres anything I can fault Zsa Zsa Zaturnnah ze Musekal is the fact that -although the melody and the words are very upbeat, poignant and uberly gay - the songs doesn't leave you with that "stuck in your head" feeling after the show. I didn't get the or the "I Dream A Dream ala Les Mis", the "All I Ask Of You ala P.O.T.O. or"Seasons of Love ala Rent" feeling. You know, the "I'm still humming it a few days later" vibe.

That or maybe I should see it again, or buy the soundtrack. Whichever comes first. :)

Nevertheless, its so much fun.

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I therefore conclude na kapag hindi ka maputi, wag na wag kang tatabi kay Eula Valdez sa picture para hindi ka mag mukhang katulong. Take it from me. Promise, masakit sa damdamin. Pero kinakailangan ko ng token shot with her. hehe.

Mahal ko na siya.

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What are you waiting for? There are still 3 or 4 performances left! Hurry. Click on the banner above. Don't miss this.

And bob, thanks for giving me this night. ;)

[Music of the Moment: I'll give you one good guess ]
[Mood: ZUPER ]

Aza-Zaturnah-HA!

2006-04-24T09:53:00.000+08:00

OMG!
You just have to see it to believe the hype.

It was so much worth the price of admission.

blury pic for now. I'm uploading my pics from my phone and finishing up on my write up.

Ah basta, love ko si Ada, si Didi, at higit sa lahat si Eula/Zsa Zsa! Panalo!!!!

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[Music of the Moment: Ikaw ang Superhero Ko - Soundtrack ]
[Mood: gay as a fruitloop ]

Holy Weak?

2006-04-17T09:10:00.000+08:00

The Lenten Season just passed me by. Can you imagine I have to go to work last Thursday and Friday? Oh well, I'm not complaining for they paid me double for each day. (Wahoo)

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Happy Easter everyone! Speaking of new leases on life:

Doesn't she look lovely? You go, girl!
(And I love her and her music WAY better than "Momma Popstar's")

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Last Friday, I had a "slumber" party with the girls. Miss diva of all diva gays Ron "Beronce" Knowles-Lopez invited us to his posh Paseo Park View Condo for a night of utter faggotry. hehe. It was so much fun. I brought a ton of DVDs, diva CDs, my PSP and my PS2. Lemme just sum it up in 4 words: it was a blast!

Ron, who just arrived from the land of milk and honey (specifically, New York!) was such a fabulous host-ess. Eventhough we hit a few snags before the party (ie, Pau backed out because he had to stick with his Val - rolls eyes-.)

We gorged on a ton of pizza and ice cream, made chika till the morning light, and was supposed to have a night swim that turned into a day affair. hehe. hay panalo talaga.

Nakaka nosebleed lang talaga si Ron kasi naman ang bruha hindi makapagsalita ng kahit isang tagalog word (well, maybe you can count "Diba?" with a slang. hehehe). Sa sobrang nosebleed ko, hindi na bleed: Nose Clot na. hahahahah. Todo todong inglisan ito.

At siyempre ang lolah mo, lumaki sa ghetto D.C., ang bunganga parang 10 black women combined in one. Nakakatuwa kasi, if you don't know her,este him you'd be running for your life if you happen to cross him. There was this one point in the night when they were playing, uhm, dress up when he asked us if by wearing violet he looks like a grapefruit. Ang lokang Junville humirit ba naman, "Oh honey no. You look more like a huge plum!" Omg, ang lolah mo nanlisik ang mata at nagbungangaan sila to the highest heavens. Di ko kinaya. Hahah.

Alam mo yung kasabihan na you meet people for a reason. Here I made a friend who's way of thinking is a huge 180 degrees from mine. People who grew up in the States have this overpowering level of assertiveness and self-confidence, that if you're really weak of heart, baka isuka mo na siya. Pero at the same time, he's very inspiring. He grew up in his community as the only plus sized (as he wants to be labeled) Asian boy...who happens to be as gay as the Queen of Fairytopia.

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Guess what?

Not once...

Not twice....

BUT for the Third-freakin-time!!!!!!!!!!!

I saw RENT (again would be an understatement) ahahahahha.

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I'm very exZited for Zaturday. :)

Zee you in LibiZ!

[Music of the Moment: ]
[Mood: reborn ]

Stereotyping Pinoy / Summer Time

2006-04-07T05:04:00.000+08:00

So, I was just surfing a while ago, you know the usual stuff online. And like the majority of people in the queendom of the Philippines, my first page goes to Yahoo.com. And guess what?

We're still brown monkeys to them. Whoopeedo. I didn't see that coming. [/end sarcasm].

Yeah yeah, maybe I'm reading in between the lines a little bit too much, but whatever.

Shame on you, Yahoo.

Oh and to rub salt to the injury, them smart 'uns at Yahoo thought of coming up with a game. I'll give you one good guess what's it about.

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Food Tip:
If you're hungry and have a wee bit of money to splurge with, haul your fat (or skinny) ass over to FUZION. I know theres one in every mall, but go try the one in Greenbelt 3. Its Fab, Fab, Fab. They have this lounge area with huge chaise sofas. I had a light yet hearty meal with Miss Ronald (hahah, the uber diva) last Wednesday. Their food is scrumptious and the smoothies are divine, albeit a bit pricy.

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Its summer already and I still don't have any concrete plans on where to go. I initially wanted to go back to Boracay on the last week of April, however everyone I know backed out at the last minute. I could do it commando mode again however, I don't think I'm feeling the vibe.

Then there's Roan who invited me to go to Cagayan de Oro (hello Camiguin!!). New place for me. Sounds interesting.

Hay. Basta, I need a break.

[Music of the Moment: Take Me Or Leave Me - Rent ]
[Mood: TGIF mode ]

Do You Have 525,600 Minutes To Spare?

2006-04-03T05:16:00.000+08:00

I love, love, LOVE this film.

I know, its got a ton of divided reviews. But most of the dissing comes from the diehard critiques of the musical. I haven't seen it on Broadway, of course (I only have the DVD) but after seeing this adaptation, can you say: New York, here I come? hehe.

Well, in its core, its a barebones story that was a little bit ahead of its time. Nowadays, AIDS-themed films are but commonplace, but when this show was first shown on stage, it broke taboos.

Its Bohemian life and struggles less the glamourized look of Moulin Rouge. And its set in post modern 1989 in the seedy part of Manhattan.

Tom (er..) Collins , Angel, Mimi, Roger, Joanne, Maurice, Mark

Funny thing, I was SUCH a fanboy, that I was singing along in the audience every single time! And this guy beside me, who was so obviously a fag was trying so hard to restrain himself from breaking out into a song and he was looking at me like I'm the queenest of the queens. I don't care. Let him stay in his closet. I'm having fun. hahaha.

I just love the simplicity of the songs. Its nothing fancy, nor pretentious. And the melody was just so catchy. I'm more of the Les Mis, orchestra musical type, but I love the urban rock theme of the songs. It was such a welcome change.

My friend Paulo wanted to see Ice Age 2 last Saturday. Hell no, I wouldn't pay P160 just to see a 1 hour CGI that I could see for free on HBO a few months down the line. So Ian and I scurried away and saw this instead. Sorry Pau! hehe.

Rent = love. Go see.

Oh and for haters, eat me. hehe.

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[Music of the Moment: "525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear. 525,600 minutes - how do you measure,
measure a year?" ]
[Mood: bohemian ]

And The Storm Subsides

2006-03-22T15:32:00.000+08:00

Well at least a little.
My mom and my grandma declared a silent truce.

Everything's back to a suspended state of normalcy.

Although, the silence is deafening me...

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Rustom (talking to Roxanne) : tama yan wag ka muna mag
boyfriend.
Keanna : OO nga hintayin mo daw siya
Roxanne: ay ano ba yan.
Keanna: Anong year mo na ba? pagipunan mo na siya
Rustom
Roxanne: ay ano college fund?
Keanna: oo tapos si Rustom kuhanan mo ng memorial fund

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After live nomination, may konting connivance sina
RUSTOM, KEANNA AT BUDOY...sabi ni KEANNA:

"Paaano kaya kung nanominate si BUDOY SA
NOMINATION NIGHT, sino kaya boboto sa kanya? Eh wala naman
celfone ang mga unggoy."

hehe. bruha talaga.

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Last Saturday was fun.

Cast of characters: semi complete lang ang mga Buckleys. Moi, Ian, Paulo, Junville, Edward.

Paulo's cousin from New York wanted us to tour him around the Metro.

Lemme just say...nakaka nosebleed siya. Iba talaga ang New Yorker accent at ang bilis niya magsalita. Siyempre nasubok ang vocabulary ko. ahahha.

Although, I have no problems with the accent (getting used to it after 48 bajillion years of working in my company, doh), Ronald was this walking, talking Pinoy slash Black woman. As in ala Queen Latifah with matching z-snaps ang bruha. Sobrang kaka aliw at kaka loka.

A very interesting character, this Ronald is. He works for MAC in the States during the days and he has band gigs during the weeknights. Cool no? Funny nga kasi nung sinabi niya sa MAC dito kung magkano asking price niya, natawa ang Brand Manager. Ganun daw kasi nakukuha niyang sweldo. hehe.

Ito pa. Ronald is as camp as camp can be. When he performs with his band (he's the lead singer) parang ibang nilalang ang lumalabas na boses. Pano ba naman kasi, (I've heard him sing) nakaka kilig kalamnan ang boses niya. As in soulful negro voice talaga. Kung di mo siya kilala, nalaglag na ang undergarments mo. ahaha. They got offers from major recording firms in the States, kaya lang they were asking him to, ahem, act more straight. Ang sagot ng dyosa:

"What's up with that? I'll be whatever I want to be. I'll convince people that I'm straight, if you convince them I'm white."

Taray no? hehehe.

We went to our favorite dining place: Seaside. As usual, panalo talaga dito. We even met up with the rest of the D.R. team from the office. Andun din si Al (my blog mate and friend since the age of the dinosaurs from Livejournal). Chikahan galore, lamunan galore. hehe.

After which Ron told us that he heard of Malate through the grapevine. Edi siyempre sugod kami dun. Nag Rainbow Project kami at naglaklakan till we were knocked silly. After which, takbo sa Synder. Funny pa nga kasi wala nang bakanteng VIP room. So ang ginawa ni yours truly, I knocked on this room with only 2 guys in it. In fernez ang laki ng nakuha nila so I thought theres no harm naman in sharing the room with us diba? ahahaha. Ang kapal talaga ng mukah, I know.

At siyempre si Ron, banggag banggag na, huge frame and all (he's 5'11 and, uhm, big boned) went in, all diva like! ahahahaha. Kulang na lang palabasin niya yung dalawang guys.

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The day after, I am still nursing my nosebleed. ahahah. choz.

Pero in furnez ha. The accent rubbed off on me.

The next day I got a text from Ron,

"Dahling, I've been invited to a party by one of those local celebrities. Geneva Cruz is the name. Do you know her? I met her at work. She says its in Quezon City. God, I don't even know how to get to Glorietta!" (his posh condo is a few streets down Greenbelt 3. hehe)

to be continued...

[Music of the Moment: Something Ron sang, his original composition at that. Nakaka LSS e. ]
[Mood: black ]

When Worlds Collide

2006-03-14T14:24:00.000+08:00

Alas, I asked for it.

Turmoil and drama happening in the homefront.

My mom and my grandmother on a war of nerves (and words). This might just lead to an eviction...and it won't be pretty. Shit, even I'm getting stressed out.

Mom only wants to be happy but still my philandering father gets the grandma's blind approval (it figures, he's her son). God, I feel morose for my mom.

Will leave blogging for a while till gets resolved.

Wish me well, bloggy baby.

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[Music of the Moment: silence ]
[Mood: tired ]

And The Storm Subsides

2006-03-08T10:09:00.000+08:00

[Music of the Moment: Something Ron sang, his original composition at that. Nakaka LSS e. ]
[Mood: black ]

Ang Walang Johari...

2006-03-08T05:44:00.000+08:00

...amoy bulok na cheese.

Here's for the positive traits (kung meron man)
http://kevan.org/johari?name=Derek+D+Dyosa

And to keep this interesting, I made a Nohari (the inverse). Okrayin niyo na ko. Ibuhos na lahat ng galit sakin. hehe.
http://kevan.org/nohari?name=Derek+D+Dyosa

At ang hindi sumagot, liliit ang boobs. Pag sinagutan mo to, bukas, magiincrease ang cup size mo. (Kung lalaki ka, sige na nga, yung junjun mo na lang liliit pa di mo sinagutan to, pag sinagutan mo, you're set for life. ehehehhe)

At walang angalan sa name na napili ko. Derek lang kasi gusto ko. E kahit anong permutation, nakuha na. So there.

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[Music of the Moment: Isn't She Lovely? - Stevie Wonder ]
[Mood: joining the bandwagon ]

Its Raining Babes

2006-03-06T08:56:00.000+08:00

March 4, Sabaday, rest day na naman.

I had the chance to go out with my very pregnant(although, hindi halata) bestfriend, Cris. She's 7 months into the ultimate labor, and yet she's as fresh and as pretty as a dandelion.

O sige na, virginal. (sabi mo e. heheheh)

Sinamahan ko siya sa check up niya sa Makati Med. Josko ha. Andaming mothers and fathers -to be. Dumating kami 1pm, and took a number: 36. Guess what number pa lang ang being serviced? Tumataginting na #19. Mahaba habang inuman to.

Every woman in the clinic gave Cris an envious glance. Meron pa nga nagsabi, "miss alam niyo yang anak niyo babae, kasi ang ganda ganda niyo." another one quipped: "pag naka talikod kayo, parang di ka buntis, ang sexy mo pa rin e."

Syempre. Ang ganda ata ng Bes ko. Model yan dati e. Standing a full 5 feet 7 inches without shoes, she towers over most ladies. At ang bone structure sa mukha ha. She's very hard to miss. At may kasabihan nga: Birds of the same feather...

..Are birds.

Hahahahah. I love you, bes!

Syempre ginawa naming tambayan ang 3rd floor lobby ng Makati Med. Chickahan galore, at meron pang camwhore sessions (mawawala pa ba yun?)

Nakapag lunch na kami at na play na ng sandosenang mp3 (c/o my sexy little PSP), #25 pa lang. So mega nagtodo todo kaming heart to heart.

I'm glad we can do that again, sis. :)

Dumating kami dun 1pm, natawag kami for her turn 6pm. Ang saya saya no? At pagtungtong namin sa loob ng uber-sosyal na clinic ni doctora, naaliw ako.

Ang ganda ganda ni doctora, parang derma ang drama. As in wala siyang pores sa pagkaflawless. hehe. At nakakatuwa siya because after dozens of clients, blooming pa rin ang bruha at napaka perky. And guess what?

She's pregnant too.

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Ang doctora, ang lakas rumaket.
Isang consultation niya (which lasts 1hour at most, 5 minutes the shortest) is 500 peysos.

Now, nung araw na yun naka 45 clients siya.

Do the math. Tiba tibang peysosesoses! (at isang araw lang yun ha!)

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Anyways, after a pleasant consulation, I decided to bring Cris to someplace we've never been to before. Syempre dapat malapit lang sa Makati.

Sugod Market! Market! (kelangan talaga kasali ang mga exclamation marks)

Naghahanap kasi si Cris ng baby stuff na preferrably mura. So ayun. I really want to like Market! Market! because of its ambiance, di ko lang talaga feel ang mga Jolina hoardes. Lalo na yung mga gangster wannabee na ang lagkit ng tingin kay Cris. Syempre pinagtitignan ko ng masama, sabay hawak sa kamay at walk away. (Umiral ang pagkalalaki daw o. hehe)

Nilibot talaga namin ang lahat ng tiannge. Namili ng abubot here and there.

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Nag pig out na naman ako (what's new?). Pero at least this time kasama ko ang kakambal ko sa lamunan na tila hindi tinatablan ng pagtaba.

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Night came. We headed home. Slumber party sa bahay ng mga A-a--s (last name witheld due to insistent request). The last time we had this was over 6 months ago.

Potek, namiss ko to!

It's very rare for us to find people who we can bare our true souls to.

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Kinabukasan dumating ang Kuya at ang sister-in-law ni Cris. Newlyweds. Dala din ang baby nila.
I love kids. Whoops, lemme clarify that: I love Babies, I do however, abhor kids in their toddler years. Toddlers are monsters while on the other hand, babies are miracles. They can make bumbling fools of everyone, especially when everyone uses their "babyspeak" voice.

Bakit ganun? Napapalibutan ako ng sandamakmak na baby? Anong gusto nitong ipahiwatig?

I definitely want a baby of my own. Yes, from my own loins. Not necessarily including the act of procreation. Basta. Will I be a good father? I know I will. Bakit naisipan ko naman ito? Ewan ko ba.

[Music of the Moment: Take A Chance - ABBA ]
[Mood: baby mode ]

Misplaced Ideals

2006-03-01T09:59:00.000+08:00

Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh. Stop it!
Bickering, conspiring, destabilizing...

What have we been hearing on the news over the past few days?
Nothing but utter rubbish.

Hindi lang identity wala ang bansang ito.
Direction.

Lahat ng nasa kapangyarihan, naghihilahan.
Dito, doon, dito, doon.

Tayo naman, nagpapahila.

God give us a gigantic remote controller that, like shutting off the TV when there is nothing good to watch, can shut up the monkeys running the cogs of society.

Hindi na ba tayo makakatikim ng Golden Era?
Ang dami dami namang matatalino sa bansang ito. Bakit ganun?

Ang konti lang nilang mga naka upo kumpara sa atin, pero bakit ganun?

Whether the highest official in the land still has moral ascendancy to lead the people is no longer the question.

They should ask themselves, if they proceed with their plans: who will they crown as the successor? Will he/she be any better? Will he/she be as clean a slate as they would want us to believe?

A great man once said: "Let the one with no fault, cast the first stone."
I don't see any stones a-flying.

But these questions are but second string to this most important one:
Will this country move forward?

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Yanno what ticks me off? People who say "po", like its some filler word.

Hindi naman ako naiinis dahil feeling ko matanda na ko, its just...the delivery itself.

Feeling niyo ba, nagiging cute kayo pag nag po-PO kayo?

Hinde.

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At dahil nagparamdam ka in an almost mysterious way:

Shout out to one of my favorite Buckleys* who has gone AWOL.

Athan! I miss you, you bitch!!!!!

Bumalik ka na, buckley ka!!!!! hehe.

*Buckley = baklita. ;)

[Music of the Moment: Come Together - Beatles/ Regine ]
[Mood: emaciated ]

Make Me Over

2006-02-23T12:36:00.000+08:00

I'm feeling a bit creative. As always, Aya Kato's art keeps me enthralled. Here's my take on her creations.

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It pisses me off every time I get one of those asinine chain text messages. Complete with dire treaths to your life, your mom's, or heck even your pet's life if you "break" the chain.

Last night I was about to doze off when one of these random texters from G4M (its like Friendster, only devoid of the female kind) sent me something to this effect:

c0ncernd lng ak0!
"shinina akafai aeknog!"
dats an old african curse
pag hndi mo finorward to
sa 5 tao malibn sakn w/in
1 hr, ma3tay mothr mo.
d0nt break d chain.
tot00 to. may namtay na!

duh.
My response?

If I were in the mood
I would have told to you
to Fuck Off, but I'm
feeling mighty generous today.
You better not send me anything
as ridiculous as this ever
again. Or else.
People dying because
of a curse thru SMS?
How idiotic.
Tell you what, lets try this:
"I will grow more brain cells".
Help spread intelligence! Pass
this to the one who sent you the
chain text. Totoo to! Gumagana!

Syempre, I didn't care if it cost me more than a peso. If it helps solve idiocy, then why not? I found his text highly tasteless, especially in light of recent events (sumalangit nawa, Cliff), it caught me at an awkward time. At idamay ba ang pinakamamahal kong ina?

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Speaking of make overs, we're doing one for the house.

As in extreme makeover. I have lots of plans for it. Ako pa.

[Music of the Moment: You Don't Miss The Water - Craig David ]
[Mood: war mode ]

In Times Like This

2006-02-20T09:21:00.000+08:00

Smile:
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Keanna ay nagpa-fashion show sa harap ng mga housemates
habang nagpo-pose:

Keanna - "Dapat pala ay mag-pouch ako"
Housemates - "Pout hindi pouch( tapos halakhakan)"
Keanna - "Eh ano yung pouch, past tense?"
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Please. Help make this woman stay.

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Pray:

This country is bleeding dry.

Amidst drastic efforts, everything after 48 hours seems in vain.

The mud is now excreting blood, not water according to a rescuer.

god, deliver us from all of this.

I join in St. Bernard's mourning.

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Go See:

I saw Brokeback Mountain last Saturday with Ian.
So cute. Greenbelt 3 was actually filled with guy couples.
Not cute. I really can't connect with the movie.
Ang Lee is as gay as a wisteria yet
Its like seeing a lumberjack do bellydancing.
Rigid. Playing it safe on the account of the heterosexual audience.
I guess that's what you get when you expect so much of something.
Still, its a gem.
Go.

[Music of the Moment: Brokeback Theme Song ]
[Mood: In the mood for love ]

Taken Away Too Soon

2006-02-16T05:20:00.000+08:00

In Memoriam

Valentines came and went. A red letter day that had a different meaning to us working in Pe0pl3 Supp0rt. One of our colleagues died. Murdered.

Cliff. Its ironic that only now that I know that that is your name. The many months that we've been working together...

He is...was a Peer trainer in the other account. I've seen glimpses of him every once in a while. He's very hard to miss. Or rather yet, its hard to not give him a second glance.

The first time I saw you was over a year ago, back when we were still located in Phil Am building. Remember me? I was that boy who made puppy dog eyes to you. The first time I saw you, I lost the word I was about to say to a customer. You looked real good, with your hair slicked back so neatly and your get up that begged to be respected. I used to call you Yellow 4. You know why? All the instances that I saw you come up to our floor, you were wearing the same plaid polo (which is of course colored yellow, duh). Oo naman, alam ko nagpapalit ka ng damit no, pero nagkakataon lang talaga.

Cliff was an office heartthrob. Que babae, que lalake. He seems oblivious to this fact, which makes him all the more "crushable" to the lot. Admittedly, I went thru a phase. But I got over that several moons ago when I found out he has a girlfriend. I don't do straight guys. :)

I have to tell you this: I secretly wished you were gay. hehe. I even told some of my closest confidants that you were. I'm sorry.

I didn't intend this to be a eulogy, but I just want to have this posted for posterity.

Your death was extremely senseless. I pray that the perpetrator be put to justice.

Cliff, I hardly knew you. I wish I did. But as far as I can tell, you were a good son, a hardworking employee, a dedicated man, and a good person.

You added a dash of color to my days at work. For that, I Thank you.

You will be missed.

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[Music of the Moment: Goodbye's Not Forever - Ella Mae Saison/ Erik Santos ]
[Mood: silenced. ]

Numbers And Tyra

2006-02-10T12:29:00.000+08:00

This is fun. Sorry Rej, I just had to take this.

She did not put the instructions, however it seems elementary. Just from the top of your head, list down 20 people. No need to think hard and deep. Just list them down in the order that they come in your mind. Then, answer the questions below. Here's mine.

1 Criselda
2 Ian
3 Becky Paolo
4 Paulo Suello
5 Mama Roan
6 Juhn Juhn
7 Macky
8 Martin
9 Roxanne
10 Mama
11 Joyce
12 Jackie
13 Jayzee
14 Celia
15 PsPko
16 Junville
17 Miko
18 Yneshca
19 Iza Calzado
20 god

1. How did you meet 13? (Jayzee) At the office. He used to be from Feople Suffort* (take that online spiders!) but he moved on to Citibank. He's my loloh.

2. What would you do if you have never met 5? (Mama Roan) She's a very wonderful woman. My days in the office would be a lot less colorful.

3. What do you honestly think of 10? (My mom) Mama ko? Well, I'm everything she is, and vice versa. We're so much alike, its eerie.

4. Would or did 19 and 8 date? (Martin and Iza) Hahaha. Hindi pwede! First of, si Iza Calzado ay ang dyosa ko (crush ko siya. Tipong I'd go definitely straight if given a girl like that). And secondly, Buckley si Martin! Through and through! He wouldn't touch a girl with a 10-foot pole. heheheh

5. Did you ever like 4? "like" in the romantic sense? (Paulo) Dati I like him, coz he fits the mold of my type. Pero not in the romantic way ha! Pagtingin lang. And since we're like the best of friends now, it can't be any better. (hoy pag nabasa mo to, wag ka na lang magreact! hahah).

6. Have you hooked up with anyone 1-20? #2 my bob. And I think, this may have been the very best thing I've done so far.

7. Would 2 and 11 make a good couple? (Joyce and Ian) No way. #2 is mine! hehehe. Sorry, Joyce!

8. Describe 7 in 3 words. (Macky) Sobrangfunny, sobrangmaitim, superfriendkosincewaywayback! ahahah.

9. Do you think 6 is hot? (aso ko) Oh my gaw! ahahha. Si Jhun Jhun? Ang sosyal na askal? ahahha. Definitely! He's sizzling hot!

10. would 1 and 16 make a lovely couple? (bex and JV) Criselda and Junville? oh, definitely. When pigs fly. hahaha. Junville wants bananas. :)

11. Tell me something humiliating about 16? (JV) He's the Hari/Reyna ng sablay. And just recently, JV, Pao and I had been held up - together. Now if that isn't humiliating, I don't know what is.

12. Do you know any of 3's family members? (Buckley Paolo) Good question. Actually, no. Well, I've heard about his older brother who was an ex-seminarian. Does that count?

13. Whats 20's favorite band? god? Its ME. And it plays angelically melodious on some dates and hellishly appalling on others. There are some meh days as well, but he always sticks around for the good ones.

14. On a scale of 1-10 how cute is 14? (celphone ko) Celia? She's a 9.6. However that rank fades over the months. Depreciation shit.. Pero definitely a 7610 is one of the cutest out right now.

15. What would you do if 15 just confessed his or her love to you? (Playstation Portable) I'd freak out, because inanimate objects can't profess love. Or maybe they can? (Psycho theme here)

16. What language does 19 speak? (Iza Calzado) Avisalla! Sheda! Pashneia! In short: Encantadian!

17.Who is 8 with? (Martin) Some beautiful boy I forgot the name of.

18. Does 9 get around? (sibling) Oh yes she does. My sister. From the same bark. 'nuff said.

19. Have 18 and 10 hooked up? (my mom and that dog) Hahah. This is getting funnieer and funnier. Of course not! He's Ian's dog!

20. How did you meet 15? (PSP) he arrived packed in a Balikbayan box. I asked for him from my Tita. Akala ko di siya kakagat e. Ayun, paguwi nila, spanking new electronics for yours truly.

21. When was the last time you talked to 12? (my girl, Jackie) Oh gawsh, like last century when men were still in camisa de chinos and ladies were in baro't saya!

22. What is 2's favorite band? (Ian) he has no favorite. Its all relative, he says. (or maybe a good answer to this would be me, on videoke night. hahaha)

23. Does 9 have any siblings? (Roxanne) Duh, diyosa kapatid niya. Ako. Choz. :)

24. Would you ever date 5? (Roan) No!!!!!!!!! Why? Kasi mamah ko siya sa office! hahaha.

25. Would you hook up with 13? (Jayzee) coincidentally, people had been asking us if we were ever together, coz it surely seems like it. But no. I'm not his type, he's not mine. But he's hot. :)

26. Is 11 single? (Joyce) Freshly.

27. What is 19's last name? (Amihan) Its not Calzado, malamang. I bet its something along the lines of Dimaano, Boborol, or something stinky.

28. Have you ever kissed 5? (Roan) Beso beso.

29. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 3? (Paolo) haha. Ako ang official pimp niya, how can I have a relationship with him. On that note, he's 5'10, chinito, gwapo, muscular in all the right places and VERY available. Any takers?

30. How close are you to 18? (Yneshca) not at all. she, being a dog, who lives a hundred miles away and all.

31. What does 2 do for a living? (Ian) He's a supervisor in a callcenter in Makati, he's finishing up on his degree, and he's Derek's bobby.

32. Where does 17 live? (Miko) Ortigas? Pasig, I'm not sure. hehe.

33. Would you make out with 1? (Criselda) If I was drunk. Stranded on an island. Then drugged. Don't get me wrong, Criselda is definitely one hot package (beauty, brains, body to die for), but hey I don't swing that way. hehe. (I love you, bex!)

34. How close are 5 and 6? (Roan and my dog) Like the sun and moon.

35. Is 12 older than you? (Jackie) yes.

36. Is 5 the sexiest person alive? (Roan) Oh MAH GawD! hahahaha. Katabi ko lang siya, tapos tinanong ko sa kanya anong gusto niyang isasagot ko dito. Sabi niya ilaga ko, depende kung anong araw! ahahha.

37. How do you feel about 20? my personal god. He has no edifices, no hallowed walls to live in; he has no dogmas, other than to live your life as you are; he has no prejudice towards me or my beliefs; he is everywhere, he is everything. And he gives me what I need..

38. Are 5 and 2 special to you? (Roan and Ian) Wow! Parang sinadya tong question na to dito? #5 is Roan, the most cheerful hot mama I've ever met and she takes care of us like we're her real children, so yes she's special to me. And #2 is Ian. If I put down into words how very special he is to me...

39. Who's hotter 20 or 12? (Jackie and _) Jackie. god is fluid.

40. Who do you love more 1 or 2? (Criselda and Ian) Sabi nga ni Rej: "that's not fair. i love them with equal intensity, but in different ways". Best friend or bobby? Parang tinanong mo na rin ako ano ang mas importante, water to drink or air to breathe.

This meme rocks!

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Cable TV is love.

My current addiction:

I do find her episodes somewhat...campy - quirky- charming. A day ago, I saw one about America's Next Top Model, only with a twist. All "contestants" are transexuals. How cool is that? Take note, these ladies are so hot, they could run circles around most female models out there.

Oh andI love the fact that Tyra is so true to herself. Nang ookray siya pero in moderation naman (and she's got a wicked sense of humor too! There goes the 'all models are dim witted' theory out the door). Kala ko she has this uber diva attitude, wrong model pala iniisip ko (*ahem Naomi Campbell ahem*).

I'm looking forward to that next episode.

*--my company is paranoid and all, we can't even type the name on any blog entries...

[Music of the Moment: ]
[Mood: ]

Grammy's, A.I. and Other Matters

2006-02-10T05:41:00.000+08:00

Having a day shift is a god send. Aside from having a normal life (and the perks of the industry), I get to see all the primetime shows to my hearts content.

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Grammy's 2006

Quite predictable.

It was funny watching Mariah sing, though. She's not that great anymore but it was an admirable effort. If she could just stop flailing her arms like a mad monkey on uppers then she'd be less annoying to watch. And in fairness, she didn't lip synch this time. Don't miss Terri Hatcher's sarcastic retort after Mariah's performance. Bruha talaga tong Terri na to, pero natawa ako dun. Mad Mariah

Lola Madonna opened the show pero I'm really not digging the tanga look. Its like...seeing my mom gyrate in front of millions of people..in a skimpy piece of clothing..in her late 40's.. In short, its terrifying.

I was so pleased to see a live performance of one of my most favorite songs ever: One by U2. Mary J. Blige may not be a looker, but hey, she's very easy on the ears. I love her soulful voice.

My fave performance for the night was Kelly Clarkson's. I really felt her. see here

Kanye, btw, is hot.

Overall, I felt like this award giving body is not much different from what we have in the home turf. When somebody goes up on stage and the only reaction you can elicit is a WTF?, the only answer is...Its all in the politics. They spread the award around. Its like watching FAMAS or the Urian, only with caucasians and blacks and hispanics and whatnots in the audience (oh and one fabulous stage, of course).

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Gulong ng Palad got my household hooked. Well, almost everyone at home except me and Junjun (the sosyal na askal). I really don't get whats to be fascinated about with this show. If there was any ideal flagbearer of the hodgepodge of all the cliches in Philippine drama (ie, rich boy loves poor girl but can't because it goes againsts his family's wish.. etc etc) this show would take the ball, drive it home and keep going 'til the credits roll.

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Pasok lahat ng manok ko sa A.I.!!

Pasok si rocker na kalbo!
Pasok si long hair na balladeer!
at higit sa lahat, pasok ang cowboy ko! (walang kokontra!) ((now, I have to learn their names))

Nakaka irritation lang talaga yung negrong kambal na obese at may goatee na parang kay Nostradamus. NAPAKA feelingero na por que't sila na daw ang pinaka talented ever na tumuntong sa kasaysayan ng contest na to. At hindi pa tumigil dun, wala daw talent yung ibang nakapasa (ie my cowboy), pati na yung nanalo last year na si Carrie. Pweh talaga tong taong uling na to. Maganda lang boses niyo pero lose the diva attitudes.

Nevertheless, this looks like a very promising Idol season.

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Hypothetical question lang: supposedly, may kilala kayong naniniwala na positive siya for HIV, anong gagawin mo? What if, due to curiosity (and concern for the person), you make your research and upon looking it up in related literature, you stumble upon something proving that HIV/AIDS is a fictional disease and its one of the biggest conspiracies of the 20th century? What if it proves that AZT (the supposed inhibitor of the viral strain) as well as the cocktail of drugs were the real killer of the person who's taking it, not the "sickness"?

My views on this issue are undergoing a paradigm shift. The truth may be further from what we really thought it to be.

More on this in the following days...

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My aunties from the U S of A had a despedida last night. They're going back to the land of milk and horny white men today. I'm slightly sad, yet at the same time, liberated. The thing is, they don't know I'm, uhm, you know...gay. So everytime they're around, it feels like they are expecting me to act in a specific kinda way. I know, I know. Nagpapakatotoo naman ako e. Yun nga lang I still have deep love and respect for their wishes. So ayun. Happy and sad.

Oh and chika ko lang. We ate at Singing Cooks and Waiters. Super kaka aliw ng nagperform. As the name implies, the same people who serve your food comes up to the stage and belt out a tune. In fernez, magaling sila ha. May magaling silang Buckley* na kasama sa ensemble. She, este, he has an amazing falsetto. Nag Regine - reginan ang buckley. With matching pasayaw sayaw pa. hahah. Binulungan ko nga siya na sana nag stand up comedy na lang siya. Pero totoo nga yung sabi ng mama ko. They perform to distract you from the fact that the food isn't good.

After the Singing Cooks and Waiters, we took our balikbayans to Baywalk at the Manila Bay. They found the place very nice. And thats saying a lot. Kasi naman tong mga to, mga medyo laitera. Nagulat sila na sobrang nag iba na ang lugar. Syempre naman no. Anong kala nila sa Pilipinas, basta basta lang? :) We decided to stop by Anthology kasi naaliw sila dun sa mga waiter na midgets. Ang cute!!! heheheh. Funny pa nga yung isang girl na midget kasi kayang kaya niya dalin yung tray na feeling namin mabigat pa sa kanya.

Buti na lang that night, buhay na buhay ang Baywalk. Ang daming performer saka masarap ang ihip ng hangin. May bago na namang pakulo si Atienza, may mga ferry na na nagbabaybay (o ha) malapit sa shore ng Baywalk. Ang romantic tignan. And a definite improvement, they now have pay-per-use Comfort Rooms. Now the only thing to wish for is to bring back the color of the water to blue and it would be perfect, but alas some dreams are near impossible.

Tita, I'll miss you.

*Buckley = baklita

[Music of the Moment: One - Mary J. Blige and U2]
[Mood: celebrating ]

pop Culture

2006-02-06T07:09:00.000+08:00

THE 14 CELEBRITY HOUSEMATES ARE:

1. Budoy Marabiles - m16 ng samar (?)
2. Rudy Fernandez (not d actor)- iron man of asia (again another ?)
3. Keanna Reeves- kilabot ng senado (! oh lord, the freak show begineth!)
4. John Pratts- dance floor dynamite (kill me now)
5. Rustom Padilla - prodigal son of showbiz (syempre may token gay guy na naman. Uma deux)
6. Aleck Bovick - bombshell in distress (hay...)
7. Bianca Gonzales- y speaker of the hose (isang malaking CHECK!)
8. Christian Vasquez - hunk daddy (blech)
9. Angela Calina- wild flower (?)
10. Rico Robles - hearthrob dj (I think...nah, nevermind)
11. Gretchen Malalad- karate chick (?)
12. Roxanne Barcelo- divang kolehiyala (isang malaking YUCK)
13.Zanjoe Marudo- coverboy ng batangas (huh?)
14. Mich Dulce - lA FASHIONISTA (hmm...)

Pweh. I just puked in my mouth. Bat naman yang mga yan. Except for Bianca (coz intelligent girls rule), I don't give a a damn.

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I would like to commend Channel 7 for having class in its treatment of the Ultra tragedy last Feb. 4. Less words, more sincerity.

Well, everyone except Joey de Leon (who, in his usual tactless nature, even had the guts to kid about those who met their untimely demise). Of course, I'm not surprised because I've half expected this of him. Oh well.

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Bakit ba ang mga balikbayan, hindi maalis ang Achy Breaky Heart squaredance sa mga family gatherings?

Last Saturday was my lola's 80th b-day celebration (80!! can you imagine that?). And the theme was (hold your breath) Luau.

I had a blast though. And since I was in the "warm and fuzzy" family mood, I hopped in and joined the square dance. ahahah. Ang saya saya.

Ngayon ang mga paa ko ay na di L.D.S. (Last Dance Syndrome, kapatid ni L.S.S)
hahahha.

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Can't wait for ~~Bare~~Brokeback Mountain! :)
Finally.

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Nag refresh na ang leave allotments namin. Happy days are here again!

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Lemme just say this: I LOVE 6CYCLEMIND!!! Sige. Yun lang.

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Last Friday I was at UST (bob's alma mater) to watch Mediartrix's (theater org) Les Miserables.

Props to the director and the rest of the ensemble. If anyone could unleash the inner faggot in me and make me sing in the audience all the timeless pieces (I've memorized them by heart) of this classic, then it must be something really good.

The young man playing Marius stole the show. Shet, baka nga magaling pa siya kay Michael Ball (I'm not exaggerating).

[Music of the Moment: Biglaan - 6cyclemind ]
[Mood: amourous ]

Caption Me

2006-02-02T15:44:00.000+08:00

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[Music of the Moment: Hold Me In Your Arms ]
[Mood: collected ]

Shongs

2006-02-02T10:10:00.000+08:00

Subject: Beauty Contest
Best of the Best Beauty Pageant Boo Boos

Host: Saan ang dream vacation mo?
Girl Contestant : Amangpulo.

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Host: What was the very first gift that you gave to
your girlfriend?
Male Contestant: Uhmm... taptoy.
Host: What taptoy?
Male Contestant: Taptoy na teddy bird.

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Host: What's your ideal age for marriage?
Girl: Uhmm... I am not sure...
Host: Hindi... Kunwari ikaw, more or less...?
Girl: Uhmm... more.

(crowd booing...)

Sige, Sige... Less, less....

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Host: Who's your favorite author?
Contestant: Danielle Steele.
Host: Why Danielle Steele?
Contestant: Because... because Danielle Steele, I
like best. Thank
you.

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Host: How would you like me to address you?
Contestant: My address is Project 8, Quezon City.

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Host: What is your best feature?
Contestant: My graduation feature.

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Host: So tell us, why did you join this contest?
Contestant: Me? Join this contest? Why did I...
That's all. Thank you!

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Host: What do you want to be after you graduate?
Contestant: I want to be a successful Medicine.

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Host: Hindi ito boob... hindi ito tube... Pero
tinatawag itong
boobtube. Ano ito?
Contestant: BRA!

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Host: What would you like to say to foreigners?
Contestant: Please come back.

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Host: What is your typical day?
Contestant: I think Saturday po!

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(Gay Contest)

Host: Ano ang advantage mo sa ibang contestant?
Gay Contestant: I think and believe na bilang isang
bading...
(pause)
...Ano nga po ulit yung question?

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Host: Which part of your body is your best asset?
Contestant: ...Si
Melanie Marquez po!

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Host: What is your favorite motto?
Contestant: (after a long pause) I don't have a
motto eh.

(so the crowd starts helping her out. the crowd
started saying, "Time is
gold! Time is gold!")
Contestant: I have na po. Chinese gold!

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Host: If you were to describe the color blue to a
blind person, how
would you do it?
Contestant: That's a very good question. Keep it up.
(then the girl
turns and walks away.)

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Host: Who is your favorite fictional character?
Girl: JOSE RIZAL! (crowd starts laughing.)
Host: Who is your favorite hero then?
Girl: Hulk Hogan.

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Host: If you were to become a superhero, what would
your power be?
Girl Contestant: Uhmm... bumble bee!

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Host: What is your edge over the other contestants?
Girl Contestant: My edge is 23 years old.

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Host: What, in your opinion, is the ideal age for
marriage?
Girl: Between 24 and 25!

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Host: How do you see yourself 10 years from now?
Girl: I'll be 28.

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Host: Describe your special someone in three words.
Girl: Kahit nga po 1 word, kaya ko.
Host: Ok, sige...
Girl: In one word... MY LIFE!

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Host: If you were given any special power, what
would it be?
Girl: Power of Attorney!

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Host: So you like reading, who's your favorite
author?
Girl: Uhmm, Shakespeare.
Host: What works of Shakespeare?
Girl: Hindi ko po alam eh.
Host: But he's your favorite...?
Girl: Eh... kasi patay na sya eh.

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Host: What is the biggest problem facing the youth
today?
Girl: Drugs.
Host: Why?
Girl: Mahal eh!

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Host: Hey, I heard you almost didn't make it, how
did you get here?
Did you ride or did you walk?
Gay Contestant: Of course, did you ride. What do you
think of me, did
you walk?

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(Little Miss Philippines)
Host: Ano'ng gusto mo maging pag-laki mo?
Girl: Maging lalaki po!

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Went out with the Buckleys last Saturday (yes, I'm phasing out Becky from my vocabulary. Buckley...short for baklita...hahahaha).

We headed for Synder in Malate and had a concert (literally, as in, in front of other people..kaya namin e.) After which hindi pa nakuntento, we headed to Providence next. Initially, there were 5 of us, but Paulo invited his doctor/suitor. Kaya lang when he arrived may additional cargo.

He had with him 5 other Pamhins (as in Pa-lalake effect to the highest heavens). It was a motley group indeed. Ito talaga ang klase ng Buckley na hindi ko ma intindihan. I mean, year 2006 na. Bakit ba kelangan pa magpumilit, e obvious na obvious naman. If I know, underneath that facade, theres a butterfly waiting to burst forth. Oh well, to each his own.

Malate on a Saturday night is very...shall we say, vibrant. Lots of sights to see. :)

Over all, the night was a blast. Natapos na kami mga 7am na. We even played this interview portion ala Ricky Lo and MegaStar (nakaharbat kasi kami ng Philippine Inquirer sa Jollibee, asa Entertainment section). Wala lang, trip trip lang.

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Walang relation, pero I'm jumping for joy 'coz
SAT SUN NA AKO!!! SAT SUN NA AKO!!! SAT SUN NA AKO!!! SAT SUN NA AKO!!!SAT SUN NA AKO!!!SAT SUN NA AKO!!!

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Slumber party na naman tayo Cris! Alam ko miss na miss mo na ko, gurl! Kaya wala ka na magagawa. Our cooking with chorva days will be alive and kicking once again! heheheh

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Oh and to all my fellow fanatics, or whoever gives a damn:

And to all those naysayers: EAT Me.

[Music of the Moment: Sweet Love ]
[Mood: rejoicing ]

Howie Day Love

2006-01-28T14:59:00.000+08:00

From one of my all time faves

The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
You're barely waking
And I'm tangled up in you
Yeah

I'm open, you're closed
Where I follow, you'll go
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find
You and I collide

I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time
I somehow find
You and I collide

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to ryhme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You finally find
You and I collide

You finally find
You and I collide

~Collide
Howie Day

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Ok posting lyrics just shows that I'm twitching in my office wanting to get the heck out for the restdays.

[Music of the Moment: I'll give you one good guess ]
[Mood: collision state ]

Movie Time!

2006-01-27T13:54:00.000+08:00

In line with my resolution of watching more (quality) Filipino films, I went out with bobby to see this gem. Admittedly, I haven't heard of this film before. I only heard it from Ian. Well, mainly because I'm not that much of an enthusiast/connoisseur like he is. But nevertheless, if you want to see something fresh, go head out to the nearest SM mall and see this film (yup, SM malls only. I really don't know why, but maybe its CineMalaya's cinema of choice).

It starts out really fast. The editing is surprisingly reminiscent of Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind (one of my all time faves). And thats not a bad thing, actually (check out the "beginning" credits at the middle of the screening--nice). And it doesn't fit any mold that you've been used to seeing in Filipino films. The genre is comedy, however the topic is more on the film noir type. Now try to figure that out. Somehow, it really works in the Philippine setting.

This movie came out around the same time of Ang Pagdadalaga Ni Maximo Oliveros. I have to admit, hands down, this movie does it so much better. I mean, no offense to the Maxi groupies, the plot was a bit too....stereotypical. Charming, yes, but highly stereotypical. I always dreamt of a time where in Filipino movies would veer away from such topics as Sex, Sex, More Sex, and homosexuality (in the oh-so-"made to fit the mold" type).

This time it does away with the grand schemes of salvation and happy endings. The two protagonists/antagonists in the film are highly corrupted, and interminably bumbling- in other words, very endearing. And I didn't know Dante Balboa (that uber macho boldy from 2 years or so ago, now known as Winston Elizalde) could act. Michael De Mesa blew me away. I know that he is good, but I never realized he is of this caliber. Props goes to Monique Wilson's brother. I guess its in their genes.

The story weaves in and out of the characters who were cleverly fleshed out. Almost everyone did a stellar performance. More worthy of an accolade than those from "award winning" entries. You can't help but feel that this is the real thing. And I hope Cinemalaya churns out more of these in the future.

Read more of it here

Good news to Alessandra-philes (ok so that isn't really a word, shutup). Good thing: something international for our waifish palengkera goddess. Bad thing: I really wanted to like this film, but its too...chinese for my taste. Maybe I can put it like this: The Maid is to Singaporeans as Shake, Rattle & Roll to the Filipinos. Meaning, you have to have at least a general understanding of their myths and superstitions to not get put off by the oftentimes ridiculous supernatural occurence.

Its starts with a monologue explaining that every seventh month on the Chinese calendar (meaning September), the gates of hell open and "hungry ghosts" escape to the world of the living to reap offerings and to exact revenge on those who've wronged them.

If you were like me, you would have stopped with the gates of hell part and had sashayed out of the theater. But the camp factor of Alessandra is just too strong for me to resist. And besides, my boy is Chinese. Nuff said. Sitting through the movie, however, was worth the price of admission. There were moments of real chills (but plenty of cheap ones as well), and the plot was kinda so-so. If there's one thing to give to it as a credit, The Maid is far from predictable. I was slightly delighted with the the twist in the end.

Now if they could just stop stereotyping our Filipinas from the Domestic Helper mold and stop being asses about it, then it would be peachy.

Watch it, if only for Alessandra de Rossi. (hindi naman halatang gusto ko siya no?)

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O sige na nga: seeing 1 exceptional movie and one fair enough movie evens it out to very good, doesn't it? Now go, watch.

[Music of the Moment: Bigtime Theme Song ]
[Mood: light and darkness ]

Mais, non

2006-01-24T11:29:00.000+08:00

bah.
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[Music of the Moment: Oui, oui - unknown ]
[Mood: pardoning my french ]

Oh So...Creepy

2006-01-23T16:02:00.000+08:00

It started when he said hi to me in the lobby of my office (I didnt know him back then)...

Then one day he emailed me (turns out he got my log in information at the CMS (bundy clock, if you like) and I thought it was a missent item (he told me it was really for me)...

He told me he just fancies me and would just want to be a friend (it was kinda ok at first)....

But then he started sending me these emails (all about weird sex and stuff)...

I didn't want to mind it (I really didn't)...

Then he'd come up to my workstation, ask me how my day has been and why I haven't been replying (ok, now...) .....

But then for a week now, he's been texting me all his sexual fantasies (can you say whoa there? apparently he researched my phone # as well)...

Then just a while ago, he sent me an MMS of him and this other guy doing what their mother's wouldn't approve of (and he even asked me if it was hot)...

He even asked me if I dig doing it in front of the camera (to which I replied, 'please cut it out')....

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm getting, how shall I say this nicely,.....FREAKED out.

Siguro I'm just not used to this. I've never been on the recieving end of the stalking part before (not that I've stalked someone...duh)...

Ang weird lang talaga.

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[Music of the Moment: My Humps - BEP ]
[Mood: creeped ]

On Infidelity and Sibling Love

2006-01-22T14:15:00.000+08:00

Just the other day, I was in a consoling mode. I played Mother Ignacia to a very dear friend of mine (itago na lang natin siya sa pangalang John Paul). Pano ba naman, his bobby (by that I mean boyfriend) broke up with him. And the reason? Say it with me...Infidelity.

Hay. Bat ba ganito ang mundo? Everyone's breaking up. Ang nakaka inis pa, yung pakshet niyang boyfriend ay may kalaguyo na ngayon (which, you guessed right, is the same person who caused the break up). At ang usual line ay "Its not you,its me" and "You deserve someone better" ay nag mega special appearance. At may gana pa ng loob to ask for his friendship ha.

Siyempre naman, kanino pa ba kakampi ang mga kaibigan? JP has one tough shell to crack. Nahirapan kami ni Candy to make him talk to us about it. You see, JP's that type who got it all kasi: beauty, to die for bod, brains. Yun nga lang when it comes to the affairs of the heart, he's very brittle. Its very difficult to see a very big man cry.

Alam mo what makes it all the more tragic? Paksyet exboylet told him that he wants a break up on the same day that JP got promoted. Ouch. Can you say heartless?

Ah basta, JP, if you're reading this, I know you'll get through this. The pain is temporary and inconsequential. You could go on for months and still be in "love" with the person. However, its only the idea you're holding on to now. Wala na. Basta, focus ka na lang sa promotion mo. Wishing pakshet boyfriend to just drop dead wouldn't take you anywhere. Let karma take its toll. I believe she does the job more efficiently than we can ever imagine. Basta, the world is one free soul happier. Love you, girl!

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Akala ko tapos na eksena ko that day, pero hindi pa. Mga 12 am na rin ako natapos kila JP. I wanted to go home na pero eto namang dakila kong kapatid na si Roxanne ay nagtext sakin:

"De, sunduin mo naman ako sa work o. Takot ako umuwi magisa kasi late na. Si mama naman ayaw ko sunduin. Please."

Magkahalong inis at pag aalala siyempre ang nangibabaw sa kuya kuyahan. Pano ba naman, alam mo ba kung san siya nagpa part time?

Seattle's Best, Alabang Town Center.

At alam mo ba gano kalayo yan sa Makati? Buti na lang si mama, na guilty. Sunduin daw namin together. So mega punta pa siya sa office ko dis oras ng gabi. Inis din ako kay mama sa simula kasi she was nagging me to bits. Kaya lang when I saw her cab pull up on the lobby of my office, na bleeding heart na naman ako.

Pano ba naman, na-haggard siya at biglaan ang paglabas niya at this godforsaken hour. So anong tamang gawin? I paid for her taxi fare and (kahit masakit man sa loob ko) offered to shoulder the fare till Alabang.

Try mo lang mag-taxi hanggang Alabang. Hindi siya talaga masaya (sa wallet). Gusto ko talagang talakan ang sisterette ko pag dating namin sa ATC kaya lang pag lapag namin, kahabag habag ang bruha. Wala na ang mga katrabaho niya, umuwi na lahat. Siya na lang ang nag aabang samin, nakaupo sa labas ng SBC na sarado na. Nag flash back sakin yung time na naghihintay ako ng sundo ko (which happens to be my dad) way, way back in the short pants days of yore. Isa isa nang nagsi uwian yung mga kasama ko sa school, tapos ako na lang mag isa sa waiting shed with matching heavy bag and coleman and everythang. Shit feeling ko pinagsakluban na ko ng langit nun.

Kasi naman e. Ang layo layo ng pinag part time-an niya kaya delikado talaga mag commute mag isa. E decommissioned pa naman ang car ng boyfriend niya, kaya ayun. Wa talaga susundo sa kanya.

Seeing my loved ones safe and sound is one of those feelings I wouldn't trade for the world.

On the ride back home, tahimik lang kaming tatlo.

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Next week, schedule rotation na. Sa wakas, Saturdays and Sundays are mine again.

[Music of the Moment: Trouble - Coldplay]
[Mood: loathe and love]

Desperate Times Call For...

2006-01-21T15:55:00.000+08:00

..I don't know..extreme grovelling?

It was so weird just the other day when I was in Alabang Town Center, this lady in her mid-thirties, sporting a jogging attire (read sporty clothes), expensive looking rubber shoes and a ton of make up comes up to me and utters the farthest thing I would have expected to come out from her mouth:

"Sir, kung pwede lang pong mamalimos, wala na kasi akong pamasahe pauwi kasi....blah, blah, blah (you know the rest of the monologue)"

It was very odd because aside from her get up, and her obviously healthy disposition, she was wearing around her neck a shiny new (and very sleek, i might add) MP3 player. I think it was one of those brands which, unsurprisingly, do not come dirt cheap at all.

Very odd indeed, but there was a follow up.

Just a while ago, I was on lunch break (I work on weekends) and decided to chow down junk food courtesy of ol' faithful McDonald's. What made me crave for artery clogging munchies? Well, aside from the fact that it's a Saturday and most restos around the Makati CBD are closed, it was such a lazy afternoon that my feet were concrete slabs. Luckily, there's a McDo on the ground floor of our building.

So here I was hungrily gorging on a Filet-o-Fish meal, insidiously people watching, texting anyone and everyone under the Sun, when lo and behold the guy, on the table just to the far right of me came up and told me in a no-nonsense tone:

"Boy, palimos naman o, hindi kasi ako makauwi...yada, yada, yada (again, you know the rest)"

The same guy who, a minute ago, was gulping down his Mega A meal. . .

Have you seen what a Mega Meal A includes?

Anyway, my only reaction was to give him the "are-you-kidding-me-sabay-blink-blink-eyes-of-death".

People nowadays.

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Ironically, I might be doing a variation of the begging part a few days from now -specifically from my father. My officemates are planning a Cebu-Bohol-Palawan rendezvous over the weekends. I need to get those tickets ready. Initially, they wanted to book a ride on the Super Ferry. I'm really not a ship person (open seas and me do not mix very well). Fortunately, they changed their minds, thanks to that airline slashed rates by Cebu Pacific (everybody, insert a CF joke here like: fly to Cebu, land in the Pacific!).

I'm still on my dad's dependent list (read: free flights!) till next year so I better make use (abuse) the remaining time I have till then. Philippine Airlines, here I go again.

[Music of the Moment: Say You Love Me - DL Project]
[Mood: bewildered]

The Fifth Season Cometh

2006-01-20T15:22:00.000+08:00

Yipee!

Its that time of year again...

Let me just say, first two episodes pa lang, may (mga) crush na ko. hahaha. At wish ko lang this season naman, lalaki na ang winnar.

At let me just say this: oo na gwapo na yung nag West life; nakaka wet na yung nag Frank Sinatra; at hot din yung rocker rockeran na ulirang ama ang drama -

pero wala nang masku cute pa dun sa cowboy na....uhm, boy (bata siya e, ano pa ba?! haha). He's just 18, I know, mega twinkidoe. Pero shete pecados na malagkit, ang cute niya talaga. He's not gwapo, he's not hot, he's not even beautiful, pero ang personality niya daig pa ang kagwapuhan ni Brad Pitt. Sobrang down to earth at aminado na can't afford siya ng even simple things in life. He lives on a farm where they take care of livestock. The moment he came in the audition hall, he was shaking like a leaf. Muntik na ngang hindi siya nakakanta e. He said he'd never done this before. I liked him then and there. Tapos mega interview si Simon sa kanya. Ito namang si Paula, ambisiyosa, mang turn down ba ng tao na may boses, samantalang siya e wala? Buti na lang gustong gusto siya ni Randy. So mega tanong si Randy kung nakasakay na siya ng airplane before - DAHIL PASOK SIYA! Happiness. haha.

At siyempre ang bata umamin na hindi pa siya nakaka sakay ng plane ever. At ang nag iisang audience niya sa farm nila ay ang alaga niyang TURKEY!! ahahhahaa. Adorable talaga. Plus if you listened intently, he has such a rich tone to his voice. Hay....I'm in highschool girl crush mode again. hahahah. I know he's not Idol material, and he may not even make it past Hollywood, pero kiber. Winner siya.

The only thing tragic is... I didn't catch his name! Arrgh! Research research!

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That moment of extremely embarrasing fanboyism is brought to you by the letter E - (for Ewan ko sa inyo, basta ako Idol fan!)

[Music of the Moment: Can You Feel The Love Tonight - Elton John song sung by that nameless cowbo ]
[Mood: Idol - ish ]

One Geisha, Two Geisha, Three...

2006-01-16T10:44:00.000+08:00

I'm sorry Elvin, pero I took this from you. I just had to.

Oh diva? Patayin ba ng pirata?(in fernez, ang bilis ha)

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Last Friday was a blast. I went out with the DR account. Supervisors, reps, QAs and all. And I'm the odd man out. Actually, Edward, Jason, and moi. Pero masaya pa rin. 25 hapless souls who have rumbling tummys. We went to that newly opened Dampa sa Manila Bay (or whatever its called). Its the new food trip place to be. Same concept as all Dampas out there. You buy from the palengke, choose the resto, have them cook it and voila.

The pictures could do the night more justice, however I haven't uploaded them yet to my +ahem, my hosting package, ahem+

That's it for now. Short and sweet muna.

Die Geisha. Must watch.
Bow.

[Music of the Moment: Nessun Dorma - Adam Lopez ]
[Mood: silly ]

2 + 0 + 0 + 6 = ?

2006-01-14T10:52:00.000+08:00

Making resolutions for the self is one of those oh-so-ardous tasks done every year. Its a waste of time, more often than not, as it never gets accomplished anyway.

So, I've decided, instead of making a New Year's resolution for me, I'm gonna make one for the year 2006. Listen up, year of the fire dog, I'm handing you your resolution:

1. Last year you treated Derek mighty fine (and he's very thankful for that). This time, you better top that. Here's how:

a promotion sure sounds nice. He's been eyeing this position. You better give
it to him. Or else.

give him his damn driver's license, lest that idle car at home serve as a rust collector for all eternity.
if his dad will keep on chasing anything in a skirt, at least make him filthy rich by striking oil or finding a humongous deposit of gold or something.
travel plans: HK Disneyland; Phuket,Thailand; Bali, Indonesia; and possibly China. Keep him safe. Give him enough funding for the expenditures. Nevermind the airfare, he gets it free anyway.
keep him young. You know what that means. ;)

2. Look kindly on that god forsaken country, the Philippines. She deserves a shot.

keep prices on tolerable levels. 72 pesos for an MRT ride from Taft to North? No
freakin' way! The only way I'd pay that amount would be if rabid chihuahuas were chasing me down Edsa, traffic had been a thing of the past and that matinee idol
(who has his hair longer than his leading lady in his latest film outing) is not
gay. Have compassion. (not that I ride the MRT a lot, just for, uhm you know,
the other people who do.)

keep the peso strong. 'nuff said.
stop the political mudslinging. Sometimes I tend to think that these buffoons are
intentionally creating these ruckus to get paid for doing absolutely nothing
(other than throwing simian feces at each other)

3. Just be fair to everyone.

rich, slutty heiresses shouldn't be allowed to sashay in the limelight. Keep
them
at bay and let them flaunt them insane trust funds to their own kind

Angelina + Brad = bouncing baby goddess/demi-god in the making. What were you thinking? Spread beauty around. Don't create future cam hoggers and $20 million earners who do absolutely nothing other than flash their interminable pouts on the silver screen.
geomancers said that those born the year of the dog (ahem ahem) will be unlucky in the year of the fire dog - ironic as it may sound. Stop it. Just stop it. And if you think that mugging that happened to me and my friends would make me flinch, think again. (no, I'm not challenging you, just telling you that,uhm....its not right).

4. Make my January a truly blessed one.

Oh and if you could be so kind enough (which I know you'll be), make my
February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November
and December truly blessed as well.

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I just have this love for Craig Armstrong . (and no, he's not that girl singing in the vid. duh.)

[Music of the Moment: This Love - Craig Armstrong ]
[Mood: choosy ]

9 Days Into The Year, And It feels like 300

2006-01-09T07:44:00.000+08:00

I just realized na wala pa kong update since Dec 31. Well here goes,

First order of business, ang matagal nang pinangako ko sa blog-anak ko. Panibagong damit:

Red, Oriental, Post Modern, Chaotic, Me.
(susunod ko na blurty ko dito)

Dec.31 and I got out of the office around 4pm expecting that it'd be a warzone on the streets. Surprise of all surprises, this year, I think people just got over the firecracker fad. Or maybe not. Wala lang sigurong budget.

Spent a lovely New Year's Eve at home. Funny pa 'coz we jumped up and down...a full 4 minutes before 12 midnight. Pano ba naman kasi, yung mga Chinese naming kapitbahay nagpaputok na (e ginagamit namin silang alarm clock). Ayun. Pag tingin namin sa T.V. sa pagka cheap cheap na countdown show ng Channel 7, 11:56 pa lang. hahahaha.

I think I'll never get enough of this. The food mom cooked was divine. Yun nga lang ang weird na tripan niyang magluto ng Kare-Kare sa Bagong Taon. Wala lang trip lang niya talaga. Ang saya no? With matching bagoong pa.

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I saw 5 out of the 10 Metro Manila Film Fest Entries. Mulawin, Exodus, Kutob, Ako Legal Wife and Blue Moon. Actually, I liked the entries last year a whole lot more. Specifically because the offerings these year are more into the "we-can-do-it-too!" themes.

Mulawin and Exodus are into the Narnia/Lord Of The Rings vein. Its very surprising that the effects are in this level now (most notably in Exodus). I'd always thought that we'd be stuck with the "green-screen-of-death-with-matching-stupid-white-outline" effects, but I'm glad I'm wrong. Kutob is a bitter pill to swallow. It screams rip-off Psycho, Scream and whatever inane slasher flick out there. Blue Moon, although its beautifully shot and its cast offered a stellar performance, it gives me glimpses of Pearl Harbor and The Notebook. Only Legal Wife can stand as something purely Pinoy. Well, mainly because its a comedy. Who would rip off comedies?

Entries these year are noticably getting better, but only incrementally. But that is not to say I didn't enjoy them. A little drop of escapism never hurts.

Paulit ulit kong sasabihin to. Pag walang sumuporta sa industriya, walang pag-usad na magaganap. Oo, hamak na mahusay ang ibang bansa sa pinilakang tabing, at mahirap silang alisin sa panlasa natin, subalit marahil nakakalimutan natin na umabot sila sa tugatog na iyan dahil sa pagtangkilik ng mga kababayan nila.

Next year, if you haven't gone out to see a single Filipino film offering, try to swallow your pride. It won't hurt. Go watch. Its therapeutic. And it gives you one heck of a good grounding.

Wag na maging malansang isda.

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And now for serious matters:

Nanakawan ako ng wallet. I would have fought my way out of it however they got my friend at gunpoint. I had to choose.

What a way to start the year. I think I'm gonna start putting a bit more faith in the "geomancers". These astrologers/Fungshui experts seem to know what they are talking about. Sabi nila, those born in the year of the Dog would be unlucky in the year of the Fire Dog (ironic as it may sound).

And here I was thinking I'm prepared for anything. I guess I'm not. I've never been responsible for somebody else's life before.

Yun na lang muna. The wound is still to fresh in my memory. Maybe a future entry.

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On a happier tone:
Joy of joys. 3 months ago, me and my bob officially became "us".

10 months, technically (as we went the way of the heteros and dated for several months to see how it pans out).

So I guess this is what you call growing up emotionally..

Its that certain kind of happiness that is so pure - something entirely brand new - that it flows. It seeps thru my skin, my bones,

the very fiber of everything that is me.

It leaves me unable to utter a word. And yet I am aware. I understand everything now.

I. know.

Love is good. And I'm young again.

[Music of the Moment: Beautiful - Darren Hayes ]
[Mood: coffee and cream ]

365 Days Of The Dog Wagging Its Tail

2005-12-31T17:00:00.000+08:00

For all my fellow Dog's in the Chinese calendar, the oncoming year is supposedly our year, however them Fung Shui "experts" prefer to say otherwise. Next year we are supposedly a part of the unlucky bunch and that illness and discord will be our fate. Of course all that talk is followed by a segue into "But you can divert dire consequences by buying this buddha bead, windchime, chinese token, lucky money frog, bamboo shoot, lucky crystal, semi-precious stone, evil spirit charm, evil spirit repellant, evil spirit spray....." You get the drift.

Bah. Live and live like its the best year of your life. Thats all there is too it. And do stay away from Fung Shui "advisors" who'll be the only one getting lucky because you believe anything they say and dole out your moolah (although it won't hurt if you follow the minuscle hint of wisdom in their words).

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[Music of the Moment: Written In The Sand - Regine Velasquez on top of the Manila Peninsula Fountain ]
[Mood: brandnew ]

Christmas Left Me Breathless part 4

2005-12-31T14:22:00.000+08:00

Let the camwhoring commence. Just this month, I got a bajillion images still pending. The effects look crappy because I had to do with the crappy effects of crappy Photoshop 5. Marvel at Bevel and Emboss!!

Anyway, the pictures do their talking.

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[Music of the Moment: Soundtrack to Star Ocean 3: TTEOT ]
[Mood: cam ho ]

Christmas Left Me Breathless part 3

2005-12-30T14:46:00.001+08:00

Wherefore art thou, Father?
December 24 and I came home from work somewhere around 5 pm. Aba pag uwi ko ang mga loka sa bahay, prepared to the highest heavens na. Nakabihis na lahat na kulang na lang tanungin mo "san ang party?". Ewan ko ba, we just love Christmas that much. At dahil sobrang haggard ako from work I had to catch some shuteye kahit konti lang. And konti was what I got. Ginising ako ng aso (na feeling tao) si Jun-jun upang ipagmayabang ang kanyang bagong leash na binili nila mama. Aba, sosyal na aso ha. Sumampa pa sa kama para makipaglaro sakin.

Speaking of the devil dog, since bigay lang samin siya ng ever dearest friend ni mama, Jun-jun doesn't have an official birth date. So ang inisip nila, they'll set it as December 25 na rin. Wala lang feel lang nila. At tamang tama dahil J din naman daw ang name ni Jun so swak na swak. Baliw.

Anyway, mama was in a cooking mood, kaya ba naman sumsamborga ang pagkain sa mesa pagkagising ko. Kulang na lang magluto siya ng isang buong letson at sumayaw ang mga kapatid ko ng tinikling, barrio fiesta na ang bahay. haha.

The mass in our place is always set at 10:00pm on the dot. At syempre, pamilyang pasaway, dumating kami 15 minutes late. Pero josko, pagdating namin sa simbahan, they were just wrapping up this Pre-Mass song and dance presentation with matching glow in the dark mimes. I swear, ang creepy lalo na nung si Mama Mary e may buhat na glow in the dark na Jesus.

Dumating kami: Mama, J, Roc, Ana and fabulous little me, kaya lang parang may kulang sa picture no? Ang dakilang Ama! Hay text ng text. Kesyo ang hamon daw ay hinintay niya pa ideliver. Pweh. We were'nt born yesterday. Idamay pa ba ang hamon? There comes a point when the lies are too tiresome to refute especially when it comes from someone you love. Dad arrived 11:20pm. On the dot. And the mass goes up to 12:00am only.

However at the back of my mind, I was still looking forward to having him there at Church. When he arrived, ok na. Wala naman kaming pake elam kung galing siya sa haliparot niyang other woman. All that matters is that he was there. It sounds too unfair for us, pero I guess thats just the way love is.

We went home, had a filling Noche Buena, cracked some jokes, exchanged gifts, opened gifts, watched some shows on the telly...all under the blissful mist of togetherness. For that I'm thankful. I'd rather have brief dysfunction moments like this, than a broken household.

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[Music of the Moment: Hold Me In Your Heart - Asia's Songbird ]
[Mood: on the river Euphrates ]

Christmas Left Me Breathless part 2

2005-12-30T10:20:00.000+08:00

File for Patent:

Bobby (bah-bee, bob-by, bub)
noun

1. A common boy's name.

2. However in the context of same sex relationships, it can refer to the term of
endearment between a boy and his boy. Its used in place of that ultra gasgas term (which due to the nature of gasgas-ness, need not be mentioned here). Think about it, two boys calling each other affectionately in public induces cerebral spasms in the minds of those with bigotus fibriosisus (otherwise known as narrow-mindedness).
"Hey bob, check this shirt out. Is it me?"
"Nah, its a bit too big, bob, get the smaller size."
"But its already in small."
"Go for the usual. Try extra small, bob."
(across a room full of people)
"Bob! They're out of Mango X-Tea. What do you want instead?"

source: From the crypt that is my mind. Oh, and some Boracay faghags. ®

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[Music of the Moment: Back To Bedlam (album) - James Blunt ]
[Mood: bobby ]

Christmas Left Me Breathless part 1

2005-12-30T07:15:00.000+08:00

This has got to be the BEST christmas ever.

Well, for me that is.

Kaya ba naman nawala ako ng ilang araw diba? At syempre, pinangakuan ko pa naman ang aking blog-anak na I'll be updating. Di bale, babawe naman e.

Ok last entry was about how horrible the Xmas Party was. What a bad omen for the coming eve. But fortune smiles. Dapat pala ganun talaga. Chaka first, ganda later (in a matching kulot voice ala Mother Ricky). hehe.

So with a few entries, I'll try to sum up as many memories as possible.

Market! Market!
Ian and I met up after my Tuesday shift (read: restday na kinabukasan). And since nagpaparinig siya na nasusuka na siya sa Glorietta and Greenbelt 3 (not that its bad, its just that parang pangalawang bahay na namin ang dalawang mall na to e - at ako rin naman medyo same old same old na ang feeling dito, so I decided to take him he's never been to. And ano pa bang ibang mall na malapit sa Makati?)

Market! Market!

In fairness to this mall ha, maganda ang facade niya. May dalawang side: the mall on the left and the outdoor tiangge and foodstalls on the right. We headed for the mall first.

Sa entrance pa lang, gigantic Christmas tree na ang katapat mo. Wow. Something new. /end sarcasm. Bakit ba palaging gigantic Christmas tree na lang? Marami pa naman diyan na symbol ng Filipino Xmas. Bat di na lang gigantic parol? O gigantic belen with gigantic kalabaws? In fact sa sobrang daming gigantic Xmas trees na naglipana, ang dami ko nang snapshots nila. At pinatulan ko talaga ang pagpipicture (hmm...posibleng future entry? why not?).

Gusto ko ang mall. Ayoko lang ng mga mall goers. hehe. Grabe, no offense to them pero super daming followers of Jolina. May mga naka jersey na 10 times bigger than their bodies. Sa African American, its a sense of fashion kasi ang lalaki ng frame nila. Sa mga Filipino wannabe gangsta, josko its a fashion emergency dahil parang kulang na lang hanapin mo kung nasan sila sa mga gabundok na damit. Ang dami ring naka Uma-look. I swear, may lalake, may babae, may combination of both. Ok lang sana kung bagay e. Hay, this fad has GOT TO die! But who am I to tell on them? E dun sila masaya e. Malay ko ba kung sa paningin nila ako ang baduy. Oh well, kanya kanyang kasiyahan na lang.

Inikot namin ang lahat ng boutiques. As in lahat. Walang pinatawad. Ultimo ang mga tiangge within the tiangge, este mall. hehe. And in fernez of all fernez, suuupper mura. And everything imaginable is here.

We came upon a booth that sells all these exotic looking necklaces. Although, I'm not really an accessory person, there was one that caught my eye. Ang ganda sobra. Its a normal leather strap but with a lock that has a native aboriginal design of a man with a spear. Kulang na lang makarinig ako ng bonggo in the background ala Jumanji (or that scene in Hot Chick, whichever is more familiar to you). Its a rare find talaga. Funny nga kasi I thought I can haggle. The price was a bit steep kasi. So I thought I'd just purchase the lock (kasi its a fraction of the price) and just scout for a leather strap elsewhere. Lumibot libot kami pero guess what? Sobrang taga (as in highway robbery) ang presyo sa iba for leather straps. Ang kinalabasan balik kami sa store na ito. The very kind lady however saw how much I want the necklace so she struck us a deal, she'll be slashing a part of the price and gave me some free stuff to personalize the design. Overall, I got my money's worth.

After a tiring shopping spree, we decided to eat out. Literally, kasi open air ang kainan e. Pero panalo naman ang lamon, este pagkain. We got 4 sticks of humongous barbeque from Aling Nene (tama ba spelling?), a todo todong platter of Pancit Lucban from Buddy's, a full bowl of Sinigang from that Filipino Delicacy stall that I forgot the name of, enchiladang mangga from the same, and 4 glasses of Iced tea from that other little booth. Hindi naman kami gutom diba? hahaha. Gusto ko pa nga mag Cheesecake kaya lang closed na.

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On our way out of Market! Market! (damn name, breaking up my sentences no?) I decided to take the Fort Bus instead of a cab. Why? Because it takes the long route way out. Read: Scenic Route. And The Fort at night is very, very, ahem, romantic what with the lights, the long avenues and all. Wala pa akong lisensya kasi to drive the idle car at home kaya I have to resort to the next best thing.

Seeing the smile on his face. It was all worth it.

[Music of the Moment: Some elevator music playing through out the mall ]
[Mood: gigantic xmas tree-y ]

Nightmare Before Christmas

2005-12-19T16:01:00.000+08:00

Ok. Here I am in the office. Zombie mode na naman. Meaning, no sleep yet for 24 hours now. Haggard, grumpy, sleepy, deadbatt celfone, and wanting to get the hell outta here since 7am in the morning.

The Christmas party (for the company that can not be named, lest spiders pick up the threads online and lock me up) was in one word: Stupendous.

And by stupendous I mean kill me now, flat out terrible. It's like Ashlee Simpson doing Opera. Or better yet, Ashlee performing using a functioning microphone. With the volume turned up full blast. In a dingy theater. And you're sitting beside someone with a case of B.O. Who sings along with Ashlee and her equally stupendous songs. Off key. (but I didnt have to mention that, did I?)

And that leaves me with the question why did I even bother to attend? Listen to me now, ye office gods who are in their late 30's to early 50's, just stop trying to get the "young" vibe. Wall Climbing in a Christmas party isn't necessarily our definition of the term "cool". In fact I can't find anything more ridiculous. Onions and chocolate anyone?

I went because of the precedent set by the party at the Shangri-La, Makati year 2004. I was expecting, at least the same caliber, if surpassing it is not an option. This year they went for broke. And broke, as in suuuuper scrimping measures.

I was half expecting the CEO to come up on stage and blurt out "Got cha! Of course, it wouldn't be this bad. My personal jet plane is waiting at the airport ready to transport us all to Ibiza for a night of pure hedonism." But no. I can dream can I?

I stayed because of one thing. And that one thing is Roan-Paulo-Candy-Aleck-the whole NSI team-Chiqui-Aggie-JD-and last but most important of all- F.O.O.D. Yep, one reason.

The next year (assuming I'll still be here) I'll read the fine print of the invite before storming to the "party". I would look past the "Rockwell" label and check where exactly in Rockwell. And if I read another P3 (note: PARKING!) I wouldn't touch it with a 10-foot pole.

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Punyetang party yan. Napa direchong english tuloy ako ng di oras. Kung meron lang mouth wash para sa utak para maalis ang "after taste" ng party siguro binili ko na. A basta. Humanda sila pag nirelease na ang mga Comments/Suggestions/Grading papers for the event. I cant wait to give them a big, fat FAIL or WHAT-WERE-YOU-THINKING? if its an option (I bet it is).

Pero siyempre papayag ba naman kami na umuwing lucinda andolor? (sabi nga ni Angelica sa RDL commercial niya) Of corz NO!

Nag KTV kaming lahat. Dun. Dun bumawi sa saya. Panalo kayo Roan at Joyce. Song and dance number pa talaga. At ang mga kalalakihan ng account. Hay ang saya saya. Kaboogan sa pagkanta. Sabi nga namin dapat next year merong segment na SEARCH FOR A DIVA. Lahat ng sasali puro Becky (and that's definitely not a tall order for P.S., where 38.754% -mag statistic daw ba talaga- of the population is pink). Now that is something to see.

[Music of the Moment: High Ka Diva Renditions ng mga ka account ko. ]
[Mood: 1/2 flabbergasted, 1/4 masaya, 1/4 naghihintay sa pagdating ]

Dear Blog kong Anak,

2005-12-18T15:02:00.000+08:00

Kamusta ka naman jan? Ang daddy mo, ito, kelangan magtrabaho...at magliwaliw...at magsaya...at lumagok...at mag aksaya ng pera..at...at....nako, tama na nga gets mo na. Alam ko nararamdaman mo na nakakaligtaan na kita. Hindi noh! (with an -h at the end for a more emphasis approach).

Alam ko, bihira na kita laruin. Bihira na tayo magkwentuhan. Bihira na rin kita butingtingin. Namimiss na rin kita sa totoo lang. Wag kang mag alala, may mga plano ako para sa iyo.

Una, ibibili kita ng bagong damit sa Pasko. Oo, bagong damit. Nahihiya na kasi ako sayo, anim na buwan mo na suot yang template na yan. Tang ina kasi yang Philippine Blog Awards na yan. Ino nominate tayong dalawa, tapos hindi naman pala tayo aabot man lang sa semi-finals. Pano, hindi nila maintindihan pano basahin ang isip mo. Hindi nila mapigura ang mga butones mo kung saan pumupunta. Ready na ready pa naman akong maging stage father. Nakahanda na ang mga kanta mo, ang make-up at mga props. Lugi tayo. Pero hayaan mo na. Hindi lang kasi sila marunong makakita ng talent, even if it hits them on the noggin. At tignan mo naman ang mga natirang mga nominees. Ang cha chaka. Pweh. Walang ka art art. Puro pretentiousnessessessss....(spoken ala Gollum na bitter bitteran na parang na overdose sa Abs Bitter Herbs)

Pangalawa, balak ko kwentuhan ka araw araw (o kung kelan may happening, whichever is more convenient). Maaaring hindi sila mala-nobela salaysay, maaaring payak na mga talata, pero at least andiyan ang mga kwentong yan kung dumating man ang araw na ako naman ang kelangan nang kwentuhan. Oo, dadating ang araw na yun. Yung tipong ulyanin na ang daddy mong ito.

Pero siguro, ito ang pinaka maganda kong surpresa sa iyo. Magkakaroon na tayo ng sarili nating bahay. Oo, bahay. In english, domain name (ang layo no? Walang pakeelamanan). Hindi na tayo makikitira ng libre. Sosyal na tayo anak. Ang bahay na ito, may sarili ring Hosting. Alam mo kung anong klase? Hindi basta basta. (kakayanin mo ba to?) E-Commerce Package! Ang gara no? Tothyalera na tayo anak. Hindi na tayo dukha. Pagkatapos kong magpa alila sa mga dayuhan (alila daw o? choz) sa ibang bansa, eto na ko ngayon nagbabalik at nakatamasa ng ganito. Produkto yan ng aking pagtatrabaho, pagliliwaliw, paglagok at pagtitiis ng pamumulubi sa aking pamilya (sabay hikbi). Ang hirap din maging OFW noh (Over-here Filipino Worker). Kaya wag mong sabihin na hindi ako naging mabuting ama at wala kang napala. Dahil Meron! Meron! Meron! (sampal! choz.) O, kaya tahan na, anak. Soon, we'll be moving. Oo naman, you'll still get to keep Blogger and Blurty, but now they will just be an annex to your room. Naks. Parang SM City. Didn't I tell you tothyal na tayo?

Merry Christmas anak. Sa susunod na kwentuhan.

Nagmamahal,
Ang Magaling mong Ama.

P.S. lalabas lang ako sandali ha. Christmas Party ng companya ko mamaya. Masaya ito. Alam mo kung anong motiff? Sporty? At bakit sporty? Dahil may wall climbing! At sinong damuho ang nag isip nitong theme na ito? Abay malay ko, basta ang alam ko e lalamon lang ako at lalaklak like there's no tomorrow. Shempre hindi ako magji gym attire no. Pero it would be such an eye candy to see those office yummies in tights. Busog na tiyan, pati mata busog din. San ka pa.

P.S.S. Paheram ng magara mong rubber shoes ha.

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[Music of the Moment: Don't Play That Song For Me - "sung by the incomparable Aretha Franklin" ~Mariah (wanna see hear how it sounds? Click on the link here.) ]
[Mood: incomparable ]

In The Beginning There Was Etheria

2005-12-11T08:51:00.000+08:00

For all of the Encantadia fanatics, like yours truly, we're getting an early treat:

Etheria

The rest of the cast:
Alessandra de Rossi bilang ANDORA - Mula sa Hera Sensa. Nababasa niya ang nakaraan ng lahat ng kanyang mahawakan. Mapapaibig kay Ybarro.

Francine Prieto bilang AVRIA - Reyna ng Etheria at ng pinuno ng Hera Andal. May kapangyarihang agawin ang lakas ng iba't ibang nilalang. Mahusay na mandirigma at may kakayahang manggamot at makapagbigay ng sakit sa kahit sinong ninanais. May 'access' kay Ether, ang diyosa ng Etheria.

Pauleen Luna bilang ODESSA - Mula sa Hera Aega. Tagapagbantay ng Olontre, ang makapangyarihang bulaklak na nagbibigay ng kakaibang lakas.

Jopay Paguia bilang JUVILA - Punong kawal ng Hera Volo. May kapangyarihang patigilin o pabilisin ang oras.

Alfred Vargas bilang AMARRO - Ama ni Aquil. Mahuhulog din ang loob kay Danaya.

Ping Medina bilang HAGORN - Prinsipe ng Hathoria. Kaibigan ni Raquim at karibal sa pagibig ni Minea.

Sid Lucero bilang ASVAL - Punong tagapamahala ng pangkat ng mga kawal ng Sapiro.

Rainier Castillo bilang NAKBA - Kaibigang matalik ni BANAK mula sa Sapiro. Magnanakaw, basagulero at nagkukunwaring mahusay sa mahika at pakikidigma.

Pekto Nacua bilang BANAK - Isang mandirigma at panday mulas sa Sapiro. Lilikha sa espada ni Raquim at ng Kalasag.

Aiza Marquez bilang GURNA - Dama at kaibigan ni Mine-a na maliligtas mula sa pagkaalipin.

Ella Guevarra bilang CASSANDRA - Ang susi upang maibalik sa kapangyarihan ang Etheria.

BJ Forbes bilang AQUIL - Ang makulit at mapaglarong anak ni Amarro. May kakaibang pagtingin na nararamdaman kay Danaya.

AEGEN - Ang ninuno ni Imaw at pinuno ng Adamya

*Alessandra de Rossi? Raise the Camp Factor a hundred fold!
*Francine is one HOT lady. Towering, uber sexy, at ayaw paawat na boobs, este body. Perfect!
*Ping Medina as Pen Medina when he was young. Ang cute diba? :)
*Alfred Vargas as Alfred Vargas, only his father...a basta...hay...he's drool worthy. hehe.
*Sid Lucero, isa pang eye candy
*Rainer "I-cant-act-to-save-my-life" Castillo? W..T..F?!? Re-cast!
*Aegen...hmm, sounds like some person I know. Imaw in fez, only more ancient! ninuninu. heheh.

Panalo.
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And Monday can't come too soon. Open the doors of Etheria!

[Music of the Moment: Theme song ng Etheria..duh. hehe. ]
[Mood: Etheric. choz. ]

Superficially Drunk On The Season

2005-12-05T11:15:00.000+08:00

I maybe the only gay man I know who doesn't look up to Madonna like she's some kind of a diety. I just don't see it. Sure she's gone thru more reinventions than a chameleon in heat, but her value is waning. I'd always believed in quitting while you're on top. She can't even sing well. Ok, sure she's a performer, but spare me the rotten tomatoes and the burning at the stake. I believe this puts a nail in the coffin that is my dwindling admiration for her:

Madonna guilty of plagiarism, Belgian judge rules
Belgian judge has left Madonna out in the cold, freezing sales and forbidding air play of her 1998 hit single Frozen in that country, after a plagiarism suit.

Belgian songwriter Salvatore Acquaviva accused Madonna of plagiarizing his song, Ma vie fout l'camp (My Life's Getting Nowhere), which he wrote in 1993.
Acquaviva's lawyer announced on Friday that a judge in the Belgian town of Mons had ruled in his favour.

As a result, Frozen, from the album Ray of Light, has been banned from sale and broadcast in Belgium.

More here ->(link)

Tsk tsk. Madonna doing an Orange and Lemons.

Its just a pity the judge was a few years late in the decision...make that 7 FULL years late. Who would be playing that on the airwaves by now? I used to dig the music and vid for this one.

Add the fact that Hung UP (her latest single) relies heavily on an ABBA riff. (yeah, I hear the collective cry: ABBA who? My mom has so many of their albums, I can be considered an expert on their discography. They were pure gold, Madonna on the other hand...)

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The other day, my best-er-est friend in the whole wide world, Criselda and I went out for a little rendezvous. Goawd, I missed this lovely woman. She's in a different company now, and eventhough, PBCom is just a stone's throw away from People Support Center, it feels like a great divide.

We went to that jewelry store in Robinson's Pioneer named Asian Finds to return and exchange the ring Ian and I gave her as a gift. Ian wanted to give Cris a special token for giving us heaven for a day (Nurture Spa Tagaytay, see last entry). He remembered that ring Cris was eyeing a couple of months before. Sweet idea, no? We were so excited at how beautiful it was, we forgot the little fact that women's fingers are relatively thinner. So ayun. We got an excuse to go out.

Syempre umulan na naman ng panlalait sa tao everywhere around us. (case in point: the Center for Pop students who had a mini concert sa mall that day. Sorta like their graduation excercise. Pero O.M.G. Sobrang nagkalat ang mga bata. As in nagkalat with a capital PWEH. Pati na yung twink division na sumunod. I think Center For Pop just shot themselves in the foot. There can be no other advertising suicide finer than this. Tsk tsk, may booth pa naman sila to accept applicants.) At hindi lang tao, pati mga merchandise na nananahimik. Haha. Wala talagang lumusot. Sabi nga nila, birds of the same plumage, nang o okray together.

Before getting the ring (oh what a ring it is), we pigged out on Takuyaki balls at Samurai. Ang sarap pala nito. Nung una akala ko parang fish ball lang e. Then, ikot ikot kami sa mall, tapos we pigged out on Hot Loops Donuts naman. Tapos nag dinner pa kami ha. haha. At after all this, on a whim, we headed to Glorietta naman for more shopping/window shopping. And then it rained panlalait na naman. Siguro nagtataka na samin ang mga tao, tawa kami ng tawa.

Hay Bex, I Missssss Youuuuu!

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Grabe ha, siksikan na sa mga mall. Halos lahat ng stores may sale. May mga mura at may mga abusado rin. I tried buying a necklace (you know, those real nifty, vintage looking leather ones) and they were charging P250 for something I can get for P50 sa tiangge. Lelang niyo.

Kelan kaya ako makakabili ng mga regalo? Gustong kong shopping trip e yung time na hindi mala sardinas na sa sikip sa mga establishments. In short, Good Luck na lang sa akin.

Pero I really enjoy shopping for gifts. One thing nga lang about me is, I don't make lists. I just waltz in a mall, breeze thru the shops, then picture the person and think what would be perfect for him/her this year. And voila, they appear in front of me just like that. Minsan pasok sa budget, minsan, sorry. Pero I just revel in unpredictability. It just feels better that way. Kahit ako, nasu surprise on what I buy for everyone e, what more yung bibigyan ko. hehe.

Happy shopping, everyone!

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Btw, whats a good gift to give a dog? Wala lang. :)

[Music of the Moment: Filipino Christmas OPM ]
[(Wallet) Mood: ready for the sudden demise ]

Christmas, Maxi and Me

2005-11-29T08:05:00.000+08:00

I haven't been updating much lately. Maybe because things are picking up a whole lot faster than I expected.

From the top of my head, I'm thankful for a lot of things. A loving family, a gorgeous special someone, a demented yet highly loveable dog and everything in life that I can wish for.

Hay, ang boring no pag ganun lang ang isusulat no? Actually, I just wanted to let that out before anything else. Christmas is fast approaching and the nostalgia is there. It sure feels great that the winds are getting frosty.

Do you believe that medical quirk where a specific sensation like smell or touch could trigger a flashback on a certain event of your life that you hold dear?

I have so many of those. One of them would be coming out fresh from a shower and a light nippy December breeze would pass by. Brings me straigt back to a memory when I was 11 years old and vacationing in my grandpa's house. It was Christmas time as well, and there were carollers on the street. I don't know why I always remember that period, but all I know is, it surely makes me feel good.

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Pinoy pride moment once again.

Our first ever entry to Sundance Film Festival:

Sundance. Wow.
Go Maxi. :)

To those who haven't seen this film, you're missing out on something good.

It will be showing tomorrow nationwide (I think). My 100 pesos helped send it to Montreal, Canada. Tangkilikin ang sariling atin.

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I just spent a day in HEAVEN.

My best friend just gave me an overnight stay for 2 at NURTURE SPA in Tagaytay.

Ako pa naman ang dakilang laitero sa mga lugar. Lahat na ng resort na napuntahan namin I always find something to nitpick. Isa pa lang ang hindi ko nalalait, at yan yung Regency sa Bora. Akala ko wala na kong mahahanap na ganun. Yun pala, its just 2 hours away lang from Manila.

An overnight stay in one of the most beautiful places in Tagaytay, full course meals, a full body massage, foot spa, body polish, facial...you name it, we got it.

Everyone was so polite, so welcoming; the accomodation was a hybrid of old and new, modern ammenities hidden in vintage effects; complete privacy from the world (very conducive to...uhm, intimate matters. hehe) And to top it all off, the crisp climate of the highlands of Tagaytay. I really can't find fault in anything.

Maria Criselda, I lab yooo!!!! Panalo talaga ito.

Pictures in to come up in the (very near) future. (pinagdadamot ko pa, ang ganda kasi talaga e. hehe)

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Wala lang. Bukas, izzz my Berddday. Im gonna party like izz my berddday.
And to those asking: in my previous post, I wrote I was turning 34. I was lying then. I'm really 38. . .ha!. :)

[Music of the Moment: Don't Forget About Us - Mimi ]
[Mood: anticipating ]

Icicles For Nosehairs

2005-11-20T15:10:00.000+08:00

Is it just me, or is it freezing cold in here?

Nope, its not me. Well, its not really "throw-water-from-a-pail-and-watch-it-turn-to-ice-in-mid-air" freezing (or the variation "spit and watch it turn to a subzero missile of gross" numbing cold),

...au contraire, its that distinct Filipino shivery cool.

Shietz, after 3 years, the weather gods finally got it right! It's actually cold on a '-ber' month!

Its in the air. And I love it.

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Come on, you have got to admit, this is one lovely cover art

Clicky clicky, largey largey.

OPM rocks.

I'm also on the look out for other vintage songs. Songs that go: "Kampana ng simbahan ay nangigising na..." and "Kay lamig ng simoy ng hangin.." It just brings me back to the days when life was carefree, and a brand-new toy is all that I'm looking for under the tree.

Wait a minute, what am I saying? I'm still looking forward to that brand-new toy under that tree.

So, I know its couple of days off, but here's a Merry second-most-important-day-of-the-year (next to my birthday of course!) everyone!

[Music of the Moment: OPM Christmas ]
[Mood: shiverrrrry ]

With Great Power....achuchuchu..

2005-11-13T08:04:00.000+08:00

"Show them an oyster... There are two types of male oysters, and one of them can change genders at will... and before man crawled out of the muck, maybe he had the same option... maybe originally, we were supposed to be able to switch genders, and being born with just one sex is a mutation."
- Grissom

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What does:

and MOI

Have in common? We have both been dangling from buildings saving innocent lives.

Kakaloka.

Kaninang umaga, magkahalong drama at action ang gumising sa bahay. I usually wake up at around 6am to get ready for work (which is at 7. Imagine mo how near the office I live.) Same old, same old lang naman, until Ate Perly (the housemaid) told me that Junjun (ang sosyal na Askal sa bahay) is already awake. It seemed kinda odd to me that he is no where to be found. I get a tongue bath everytime this adorable doggy gets a whiff of me. Hindi sa hinahanap ko ang tongue bath when I called out to Jun jun, pero all I heard were whimpers coming from upstairs.

Ate Perly told me that he went up (read 4th floor, we live on the 3rd) chasing after pussies (and by pussies, I mean cats on the roof). Our rooftop is a favorite cat casa. This dog always gets a kick out of surprising hapless felines in the heat of lovemaking. Maybe this day the evil kittens got their revenge on sweet old Junjun, because he was doing that pained dog cry. At first I didn't make a fuss out of it. I just thought he got nicked by some sharp claws or something. But then 10 minutes later, I got uneasy.

So for the heck of it, I thought it would be funny if I could sneak up on Junjun the same way he is doing the cats. To my surprise I didn't see him anywhere yet I could hear him still whimpering. This was when I got scared.

I ran over to the edge of the roof. Jun jun was hanging on. Figuratively and literally. The only thing keeping him from falling would be a tiny gutter. (see diagram, marvel at the hyper-realistic depiction)

At first I didn't know what to do. I woke up my mother (dad is no where. as always.) and my sisters telling them that Junjun was on the roof, hanging on to his dear life. My mom ( who loves this little rugrat like he was the fifth child) panicked and started screaming. My sisters soon followed. Everyone was shouting orders to the maids, telling them to get some guy to go up there and save our little doggie.

(Wait a minute, I'm the only "man" in this household!)

People outside soon turned into the usual usiyosero crowd. You know, those good for nothings who are just there to watch and just blurt out stupid remarks like "Ay, kasalanan yan ng may-ari" or "ang liit naman ng aso" to the "Ayyy!! mahuhulog na ang doggie!!". Why don't you just grab a popcorn while you're at it?!?

Ate Perly managed to call two guys (a father and son duo) to help us out. Unfortunately, these two were pansies. The younger one even blurted out, "Shit, ang taas pala. Takot ako sa heights." Kung di lang siya cute at yumminess ang katawan, nasapak ko na siya. Of course, its gonna be freakin high up...We are on a rooftop, Einstein!!

Mom was already crying. Seriously! She really loves this dog. Jun jun is her companion day by day. Since we're all grown up now and do not need any more caring for (and the fact that dad is virtually non-existent), my mom pours all of that love to this little mutt. I can't bear the sight of her welling up in tears.

So what would any red-blooded man (ahem) do? Do it yourself! (Ding! Ang Bato! -choz.)

I got this rope tied it to the end of a long rod, and did a Western. I lassoed little Junjun (like so)

It was so dang hard. Imagine, roping a squirming dog who keeps on whimpering and looking at you with desolate eyes. Imagine overcoming my own fear of heights and not minding the onlookers who think they know it all. Imagine pulling on the rope with the constant fear that it might break.

Nevertheless, we were able to do it. In fairness to them, the 2 guys did help in pulling the lasso, este rope. When I hesitated at the last minute at the fear that the rope might break, they heaved with all they've got and managed to pull Jun jun up in the nick of time.

So this is us after the harrowing experience. (again, gape in awe at the photorealism)

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I came in late because of this action/drama/comedy morning. Ok lang. At least one of my fears had been defeated. Bungie Jumping and Skydiving here I come.

Now if only I can get over my fear of going bald, it would be super.

* I would like to thank my left and right hand for a spankin use of the oldest Photoshop known to man (well, at least to me that is) Photoshop 5!! Its so old, its like MSPaint, only with airbrush. (Its a ripped version and its running on illegal resources in the office. I'm evil like that.)

[Music of the Moment: That's What It Feels Like - J.lo song streaming from my mahadera seatmate's workstation.]
[Mood: super ]

Drawing The Line

2005-11-05T14:26:00.000+08:00

Hay,

Empirical proof that supermodels can't "see" (relatively) ugly people. Tuloy lang ang hitad rumampa. No, wa siya nakita. Deadma.

Lesson for the day: Beauty is a candy. Sometimes its crap disguising as candy. Nonetheless, shallow people flock to it like buffoons and gobble it up till the sun sets on them. (and if you're not 7 foot 11, carrying a banner is the only way to get attention.)

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No names. No details. Just a memoriam.

Another wake up call. A lovely couple I know, who have been dating for an eternity (well, 3 years in our world IS an eternity), is calling it quits. Its utterly unfortunate for the aggrieved party. I share my sympathies with you, my dear. You're young, definitely beautiful, and you have a mind that can cripple anyone. Maybe the Higher Power has other (read: better) plans for you.

Hay...

Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate.~Alighieri

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Masaya ka nga, malungkot naman ang mga taong malapit sa puso mo. Buhay.

[Music of the Moment: slice of silence ]
[Mood: in between ]

Found

2005-11-04T14:03:00.000+08:00

Deleted a flowery opening paragraph here. Sabi nga nila, things are best said briefly.

Ok na.

Na meet the parents na ang drama (well if you count my mom and everyone else EXCEPT my dad as "the parents"). Even Jun jun (the sosyal na askal) grew close to him.

So ito ako:

(insert Numa Numa Song here)

Happiness caught up to me.

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P.S. Congratulations to my (real life) sisters. One has just been promoted and one got a part-time job (she's still in college). Although I don't say this much, you have to know that I love you both.

Mana talaga kayo sakin. <3

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P.P.S. November na. Countdown till D-Day begins. Hint: Birthday month ko na. I'll be celebrating my 34th birthday. . .Yeah, I'm 34 and I look 23. Got a problem with that? Thank you Likashilka Emerald Papaya. :)

Moi and Cris. Metrowalk bodies. Take that Baywalk bimboes! :)

I'm getting fat. I'm 34 and I'm getting fat. Holy cholesterols.

[Music of the Moment: Because Of You - Kelly Clarkson ]
[Mood: like I've never been before. ]

Suction For Sale

2005-10-29T12:47:00.000+08:00

I just wanna screaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam......

Me, after a sucky day at the office.

This sucks so bad, its the mother of all suckiness.

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In the Homefront:
Everytime I'm home for my restdays, I take time to go to the kitchen and whip up some loving. This week, I cooked Caldereta for the folks. One heck of a dish, they say. Siyempre, di credible claim ko unless may testimonial. Pero sabi ni Dad, I'm a natural at cooking and that I have the "ouido"(sp?)* getting the taste to hit the spot.

Career? Pwede.

*don't ask me. Pero from context, I think it means instinct.

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Pero dahil bad trip talaga sa office ngayon, eto sa inyo!!

Me, after a sucky day at the office.

[Music of the Moment: Suck Me - Dont Know...somebody must have sung it, one time or another ]
[Mood: sucky ]

Return To Innocence

2005-10-26T11:02:00.000+08:00

People's Court.
Anarchism rearing its ugly head yet once again. Mr. Guingona, please, give it a rest.

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Sieyete...parang kahapon lang ng i-blog ko na Oktoberfest na, ngayon naman, Araw na ng mga Kaluluwa.

San napunta ang Oktubre? Bakit ang bilis? Naidlip ata ako...
O nagliwaliw ng husto. Alin kaya?

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How many angels can dance on the head of a pin?
How will the world end?
When did Famine become Pollution? (in parody to Delight turning into Delirium)
Is the Anti-christ living amongst us and he just doesn't know he is THE anti-christ?
Who wins in the battle between heaven and earth?
How would you feel if your parents named you Anathema?
Why can't I stiffle a smile at the thought that the world is about to meet its demise?

I've got to blame it on Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. I've never seen the Armageddon in such a light-hearted, humorous way. Good Omens is definitely a must read. (thanks, bob) I'm loving every minute of it. It tells the story of how it will all end in all its quirky, tongue in cheek, yet delightfully mischievous way. It does away with the overbearing melodrama other books tend to tackle regarding this topic. Its comparable to that little known movie Dogma (where Ben and Matt are angels of Death, and God is...Alanis Morisette). This has everything from Satanic Nuns, Angels and Demons with British humor, ridiculously named characters, the clueless Antichrist, a prophetic Nutter...the list goes on.

Have a Nice Doomsday, as Gaiman and Pratchett wants to put it.

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On a serious note, I have this theory that the end of the world will come in a form that no one expects it to. No fiery rocks raining down from on high, no sulphuric emissions from the gates of hell, no pitchfork-weilding, goat-hooved henchment to herald the end...Rather I think it will be mutated virus strain. A strain so invulnerable to any cure known to man. The perfect killer strain.

It will come swiftly, devour mercilessly, leave silently.

It won't even allow us to blink. Then the world would just be a barren place once again. Cities to be overrun by forests. Nature taking over where it left off before the arrival of that bipedal beast with intelligience. The divine cycle.

But thats just me.

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Sorry bout that.

Gusto ko lang takutin sarili ko. Siguro kasi napuna ko, masaya ako lately. Sobrang saya. Too good to be true ba? Hindi naman. It would just be wise not to be totally swept away by surging elation.

Anyway, I'm off to my restdays again. Updating is becoming a once a week thing now for me. But its still therapeutic. Have a good holiday everyone.

[Music of the Moment: To The Moon And Back - Savage Garden ]
[Mood: LSS-ed ]

Changing Constants

2005-10-19T07:25:00.000+08:00

Ok ba?

I figured she's a whole lot less sluttier like this. I still love her though.

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This site is undergoing a Belo-like face lift. Been toying a lot with Photoshop CS and it'd be something like:

Para maiba naman, lets go futuristic!

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Every move you make enthralls me.
Every word you say, even with that Visayan accent, is cute to me.
Your smoky eyes, your to-die-for bod.
Pinay beauty at its finest.
...Cass of PBB, why do I crush thee?
I'm confused. This shouldn't be. But it is!

Can it be....I'm a lesbian in a man's body? heheh.

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For the news:
2 days ago, yesterday, and today, a suspicious character named Derek was found pigging out at KFC yet again. Embarassingly, he is professing his addiction to chicken on his page on the world wide web. His comments (in between frothing in the mouth paired with a malicious stare thinking that we'd take away his food) were: "KFC Chicken Steak good. Must. Try."

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Ang sarap pala ng feeling na nagdadala ka ng pagkain para sa pamilya mo sa bahay. These past few days, I've been finding myself drawn to bakeshops, groceries, and specialty stores just to buy that little something for the folks. Pag nakita mo na ang mga ngiti ng mga kasambahay mo, specifically people you love the most, kahit hindi ka na makatikim, ok lang. Dati rati, ako yung excited pag may pasalubong na darating. Ngayon ako naman (spoken ala commercial ng Tide).

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And to Senator Jamby Madrigal: Please stop your rhetorics. Your bodyguard was caught on camera bringing a high caliber gun to a public demonstration. What if that gun went off when your fumbling bodyguard let it slip through his hands? It could have injured one of the police men. Or worse. It could even injure one of your own. Then what would you do? Go on national TV and decry that the administration shot your people? Ok so he's a bodyguard. But what is he doing in your "peaceful" demonstration? Even a prelate is against your colleagues.

This is a sign of the end. Politics, Filipino style, would forever be stuck in this quagmire.

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On a lighter note: I'm breaking loose. Rest days again! Hooozah. Spending time with the Bob. Blogging respite again. Until I get a new blog layout that is.

[Music of the Moment: Don't Lie - Black Eyed Peas ]
[Mood: dangerous, in a good way ]

Savior Beneath Dirty Sheets

2005-10-12T14:34:00.000+08:00

Q: "What do you say to the people of the world who have typecasted Filipinos as nannies?"

A: "I take no offence on being typecasted as a nanny. But I do take offence that the educated people of the world have somehow denegrated the true sense and meaning of what a nanny is. Let me tell you what she is. She is someone who gives more than she takes. She is someone you trust to look after the very people most precious to you - your child, the elderly, yourself. She is the one who has made a living out of caring and loving other people. So to those who have typecasted us as nannies, thank you. It is a testament to the loving and caring culture of the Filipino people. And for that, I am forever proud and grateful of my roots and culture."

~Precious Lara Quigaman

Ibang iba talaga ang Pinoy. With people like this, its hard not to resurrect our floundering national pride.

You tell em, girl. You deserve the crown.

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You are Coraline! You are quirky, strange, and
charming. Some people may find you a little
alarming and not always get you... But they can
piss off, right? You are the kind of person who
always needs to be entertained, otherwise you
get uncomfortable. You probably still enjoy
everything you did when you were little, such
as childrens books and Disney movies. Youre fun
to be around and are usually the life of the
party.

*~Which Neil Gaiman book are you?~*
brought to you by Quizilla

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You are God (haha)! You're brave, extroverted, and
outspoken. You have strong beliefs, and might
alarm some people, but ta hell with them.You
probably enjoy speaking publically and are
usually the center of attention.

*~What Tori Amos music video are you?~*
brought to you by Quizilla

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You are what you eat. Tandaan niyo yan, people.

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Pahinga na naman for me. Oktoberfest pa rin. Inuman na!

I miss you guys.

moi, best, and chekwa

[Music of the Moment: Pinoy Ako - The Care, este by Orange & Lemons ]
[Mood: nagagalak ]

Gourmet Love

2005-10-10T12:01:00.001+08:00

Monday blues once again. But I'm not complaining. Halfway thru my work week. Since I almost have feathers coming out of my armpits due to excessive KFC food trips, I decided to eat my lunch at that little cafeteria in RCBC.

Its a well guarded secret. But now since I'm blogging about it, I think I could ask them for advertising fees. lolz.

RCBC, relatively the grandest building to grace the Ayala skyline, harbors this little cozy "carinderia". Its such a great secret that they decided to place it, tucked away neatly, 5 floors below the ground. (basement 5)

We fondly call the cafeteria: "Please-Keep-Door-Closed-At-All-Times" ('coz thats the only signage they have on their door...its even handwritten, at that!)

For a measly 45 pesos, you get a delectable lutong-bahay viand and 2 huge cups of rice. Just add P15 and you get a C2 iced tea (or whatever soda, I just prefer C2). Pretty cheapo, considering that nowadays, you would still go hungry on a P100-budget.

Did I mention that PKDCAAT's chef is very, very good? His meals are very filling and truly worth more than P45. So if your a Makati CBD office drone like little old moi, for that wallet worry-free meal, head over to this place.

PS: not recommended for the "aesthetic-seeking grumblers". With meals at that cost, don't expect a Prince Albert Rotisserie ambiance. But hey, its in RCBC.

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Some random piece of wisdom:

If
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
equals
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26
then,

H A R D W O R K
8 1 18 4 23 15 18 11 = only 98%

K N O W L E D G E
11 14 15 23 12 5 4 7 5 = only 96%

But,
A T T I T U D E
1 20 20 9 20 21 4 5 = 100%

However,
B U L L S H I T
2 21 12 12 19 8 9 20 = 103%

Use it as much as possible!

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On other news: After 5 and a half months of exclusively dating: KAMI NA. (Yes, we went the way of the Heteros) Woohoo! Pics coming up (possibly). Sabi ko nga, hindi na ko maghahanap. Totoo ang kasabihan. IT finds you.

I kept on looking. Until. I gave up. I grew wiser. I grew cold. Then. He appeared in my life. Winter's daylight. Love found me.

[Music of the Moment: insert that The Foreigner song that is a part of the soundtrack that is my life. ]
[Mood: busog ]

Pictographs

2005-10-03T13:31:00.000+08:00

Hundreds and hundreds of years from now, future students and even scholars would uncover this "low tech, almost primitive" way of record keeping called blogging in the same fashion of how we view documents from the medieval "Dark Ages".

They'd then uncover my blog and think: "This boy from the 21st century sure has a lot of issues."

Then they'd read a hidden message in between the lines that reads out: "Fucketh Ye".

(best Homer Simpson imitation) Hmmm...the future.

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They'd also uncover these pictures and will scratch their heads. In the language of the time they'll mutter: "These folks from the 21st century has laid down for us a written guide to base our language on." English will then be the new Latin.

Did I say English? I meant Engrish:

"We serve 'em rare. Get 'em here ladies!"

This is where them 21st century cavemen buy their clothes. Where it located? Easy. Its just beside Bullshit.

(crick pictchar to view rarger pictchar!)
The way we eat will be immortalized with the line: "Who said, you do not like it?"

(crick pictchar to view rarger pictchar!)
And so will the laws of the land be remembered.

Things to look forward to.

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Hundreds of years from now, I wonder what will be the standard of beauty? Having three eyes would probably be the next in thing. Or having twice the number of, ahem, appendages. Women would be going out in tree barks (tree barks would be the new black) and men...would still be men.

*Shivers.*

But for now.
Brent. Can a male model be any more beautiful than thou?

And no. Not the Javier iteration.

This is perfectly sculpted by a higher being. Ladies and Gentlewomen:

Brent Van Zant

You can start swooning now.

And if this is not enough for you gals and guys (of the curious kind), do yourselves a favor. Whet your appetite on this: his full glory

[Music of the Moment: Never (Past Tense) - The Roc Project ]
[Mood: going Japaneza! oh and drooling over Mr. Van Zant ]

Halfway Up The Mount

2005-10-02T07:45:00.000+08:00

Weekends. And I'm wasting away in the office...Wasting company resources, that is. *evil snicker.

What does these two have in common?

and

(^^thats my newest baby) vs. (^^someone's baby decades ago)

They're both named CELIA!!
Yup. I just thought about it. A tribute to one of local queerdom's icons*.
(Naming inanimate objects rocks!)

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+ www.zedge.no = Time Blackhole

I've been browsing over this site yesterday and I got addicted! Pinakyaw ko na ata lahat ng Themes, Wallpapers, Logos, Games at kung ano anong ek ek sa site nila. But it seems like they keep on updating and adding new stuff on a daily basis.

Oh and since natuwa naman ako sa site nila (mostly because LIBRE ito) ipa plug ko na rin siya. It's the best place for your celphone kikay needs. Plus the site's quite handy if you need to compare phones. Who knows, you might even learn something new. Hurry! Clicky clicky! up the kikay on your fone

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Blast the rain!
I came in the office half soaked. Buti na lang may payong ako.

Bat ba naman kasi delayed ang wet season this year e. Pweh.

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-wiretapped-
A few days back, 5:44am, Sun to Sun call:

D: "I'm running late. Gawd, I hope this cab makes it in time. Where are you?"
I: "I'm waiting for the LRT, I'm going home. Hurry up, bob**. Don't want you getting late"
D: "Awfully quiet there. Must be the time."
I: "Yeah. Where are you now?"
D: "Manong driver is good, I'm coming round the bend. Pasok na sa office. You take care ok? Text me when you get home, bob."
(runs to the lobby of PSC..7 minutes remaining till the start of shift)
I: "Ang cute ng shirt mo, pero ang gulo ng buhok mo."
D: "Wha-?"
D: "Bob...I'm...I thought you were..." releases call. smiles.

And he brought me a bottle of my favorite iced tea, Sola Lemon and a box of Oreos.
Busog ang tiyan, mas busog ang puso.

*Celia Rodriguez in her campy villainess role, for those scratching their heads.
**Bob = Bobby, derivative of an overly used, severly rundown, ubiquitous petname. TM ko rin yan. :)

[Music of the Moment: Invisible Man - not really applicable, its just one line there talking about hearts skipping a beat...and the melody that I'm feelin' right now.]
[Mood: reborn ]

Intimate ANimism

2005-10-01T08:07:00.000+08:00

I'm on a 6 day workweek.

But I don't care.

He makes time fly so fast, I hardly even notice it.

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7610 = love

The first shot I took of the world as I stepped outside of the hospital. There was a cool breeze touching my face. A renewed view on my life. A renewed look on love.

The plant display in front of our office building. The play of light and shadow. It could have been a magical shot. If only I had an SLR camera.

Metropolitan Business Park, Manila Bay. I was in a bus, just staring out the window. Waiting for my stop. This picture was taken at 4:10pm. It used to be my favorite hour.

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(in the most jologs tone one can muster)
Mga dudes, dudettes, dudings* Octoberfest na naman!

(jologs off)
Actually, for the past two years, I've managed to attend the Festival. Palagi na lang ako nahahatak ng mga kabarkada. Palagi na lang din namin naaabutan ang huling hirit. I don't know why we even bother to go. Medyo (o sige, wala na palang medyo) kadirs pag naabutan mo yung paubos na ang beer. You'll be swimming in a soup of drunken adolescents, the smell too thick in the air for you to avoid. We go there for no apparent reason at all. Maybe this year, we'll break the trend.

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I'm happy for my girl Cris because, like Carlo, may job na siya ulit!! Congrats sis! Sa unang paycheck mo, alam mo na kung san pupunta ha? Sa tiyan ko. Busugin mo ako! ahhaha.

My heart brims with your resplendent words.

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The weekends used to be my playground. Now that my restdays are changed, that is now but a distant memory. Buti ka pa.

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Messy Beautiful, Twisted Sunshine, the advent longs for your warmth. Like that Outkast song, you are the prototype. Looking forward to next time.

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October na, ang bilis ng panahon no? Kahapon, September lang; kahapon (x30), August lang; kahapon (x200), kakasimula lang ng taon. Time is on the loose.

The world's hurrying us up to get a whole lot old-er.

*dude na BadingGarci. TM ko yan. hehe

[Music of the Moment: Wake Me Up When September Ends - Ang gising na na lead singer ng Greenday ]
[Mood: 1-month-away-from-my-birthday-mood ]

Ghost Stories In September

2005-09-25T13:28:00.000+08:00

Before anything, ANG GALING NO?:

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Since its almost the season for Ghouls and Ghosts, lemme write these down for posterity's sake. You know how ghost stories go. With stories that come from the grapevine, its elaborate, moody and exactly the right amount of creepiness. With personal stories however, they tend to be simpler, devoid of relish. Nevertheless, they tend to be more hair-raising. Personal ghost stories are also more "fun" to share because you were actually there. Like dreams, you tell it to a few people, it freaks you out for a few days, then you forget.

Hurried lang to. From memory. Wala nang mga rekado. Simpleng paglalahad lang.

Anyway, the first one happened in My Garci Cris' house...(insert flashback sequence here..ooooh. wave-y wave-y.)

It was our weekly sleep over at Cris' palatial abode. Ang saya sa kanila, we never run out of things to do. You can find us most of the time in the kitchen, whipping up our own recipes. And take note, they're really delish. Pwede nga namin gawing career to e.

The kitchen only beats Cris' bedroom by a tiny fraction when it comes to our time spent in it. Her room is humongous with a capital BIG. So big in fact, it has two princess size* beds.

One night, as we were dozing off I woke up all of a sudden. I don't know if I'm the only one who has this but sometimes, even if I'm sleeping like a log, my eyes would just open, my senses in full awareness. Like a light that just got switched on. I know, its really weird. But there are really nights when I go thru this. And in moments like this, something happens. Something unusual.

I had my back to one corner of the room, yet I felt this feeling that theres something or I don't know what, thats just there, sharing the room with us. At first I tried to reason it away. But it stayed. I felt the blanket covering me was not enough. I was cold.

This was what pulled on my nerves. I had the precognition that some sort of appendage (let say hands, I can't say for sure) were reaching out to my legs. Precognition, like when you are sharing an intimate moment with your lover, although you are not looking in his/her general direction, you know/feel where his/her (I should stop with the slashes) hands would fall and caress. Take that, and put it in a completely chilling context.

Reaching out to me.

I quickly got up. Walked over to Cris' bed (which was just straight across from mine) and tried to wake her up. What I remembered was that I said something like' "Garz, kinikilabutan ako, palit naman tayo ng kama". Cris of course, sleepyhead that she is, answered half-consciously that everythings ok and I should just go back to my bed, then she turned her back on me.

I hesitated yet I conceded. I lay on the farthest side of my bed as possible. However, I gave one last shot at asking Cris to change beds with me, I pleaded something like "Sige na Cris, palit na tayo." Alam niyo kung ano sinagot?

"Wala yan no. Ano ka ba. Mas dapat nga matakot ako dito sa kinalalagyan ko kasi ako nakatalikod sa inyo.."

Kaya niya e.

Any good ghost story has to have a background explaination for the "why". Just dont expect a "how".

It turns out that the bed I was sleeping in was exactly the same bed that her geriatric auntie died in. This auntie of Cris lived the three fourths of her life in the US and when she felt it was her time, she requested to come home to the Islas Filipinas to die here and be buried beside her long gone husband. So during the days they were waiting, the family gave her the other bed in Cris' room. They believe this would be for the best, as Cris can also act as her nanny (much to my girl's minor annoyance - she loves her tita, but she's no caregiver).

This auntie can not speak an ounce of Filipino at all and loves to hear stories about the family. There was a point where she was near her final day when she was asking for her sister (who died several years before). Most often, people at the brink of old age get flashbacks of the golden days in their lives; sometimes they no longer see the present. She had the habit of standing up in the wee hours of the night, walk over to Cris' bed, pinch her legs to wake her up and she would just say one thing:

"Tell me a story.."

This would of course annoy any sleeping individual, no matter how much that individual loves the other person. And that was what Cris felt. Imagine being shaken from sweet sleep only to tell a story to someone whom most probably won't even listen to a word you'll say.

A month or so later, the aunt passed away. After the burial, Cris, being the tough cookie that she is, slept alone in her room for the first time in several weeks. One night, she was sleeping soundly, she half-consciously felt something brush her shoulder. She of course, didn't mind it. But a few minutes later, maybe because of the fact that she ignored it, something/someone pinched her legs.

She got up, looked around.

No one was there.

My heart would stop then and there if something pinched my legs followed by a bodiless voice from beyond the grave say in a bone chilling manner: "Tell me a storyyy..."

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I looked up and realized ang haba na pala ng nasulat ko. Abridged na yan ha. So for this next one, sige, paspasan na lang. Hindi naman siya talaga "ghost story". Pero parang ganun na rin.

Kagabi nanood kami ng Pasiyam. Its a local film, never mind the plot. But its a "horror" movie. In fernez, ok lang naman sobrang useless lang ng ending.

DVD marathon night namin kagabi kaya pagkatapos ng Pasiyam sobrang antok na ko. Nag sara na ko sa kwarto, pinatay ang ilaw, humiga tapos nag huling hirit sa pag tetext. Maya maya, pumipikit na mga mata ko.

Biglang may narinig ako na tunog. Sabi ko na lang sa sarili ko, "Peste naman tong kapitbahay, ang lakas lakas ng sound sa PC"...Teka. Wala pala kaming "kapitbahay" kasi nga, we live in my grandpa's building in Paranaque. Oh well...

Maya maya pa, [insert Windows XP welcome tune]. Napatayo ako sa kama. PC ko pala yun. Nakita ko pa bumukas ang CPU niya....

MAG-ISA.

Ang weirdo talaga sobra. Biglang labas ako ng kwarto, punta sa sala tapos sabi ko lang "Ma, ang PC bumukas mag isa." Ayun, sunod sila sa kwarto ko. Umaandar na ang mga applications. Si mama pa nag patay. Ang dami dami niyang explanation kesyo nasangga daw ang power button, magkasabay daw nakasaksak sa isang socket ang PC at electric fan, etc etc, na kung isa kang may ari ng PC for several years now, you'll find no sense in it. Niloloko pa nga ako ni mama na sana hinintay ko mag bukas ang monitor para nakita ko daw ang mukha.

Wala namang automatic ON ang PC diba?

Pero in fernez. Ang high tech ng multong ito ha.

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Halloween is still over a month away but these eerie occurences give me the shivers. O siya, Happy Halloween na lang. (advanced, duh!)

*I can't think of what you call the bed size smaller than a queen so I made this stuff up. Walang pake elamanan

[Music of the Moment: Stay The Night - Mimi ]
[Mood: shaking ]

Tagged By Divine Dea..How Can I Refuse?

2005-09-21T15:55:00.000+08:00

Write 20 random things about you and tag as many people as the number of minutes you took in doing this.

1. Im falling in love. You know that Chicago song? I know better what to do...

2. I've had my position for 2 years and 7 months already. The appraisals are enough for me not to aspire for a higher position. Im living it.

3. My best friend; who has seen my soul; who is my constant companion; who is my doppelganger; who can summon the doves and make crows cry; is Criselda.

4. My birthday falls on the same date as Andres Bonifacio's. Hence the embarassing second name, Andrus. ew.

5. I named my dog: DOG. Why? All together now: "Because its a..." Profound, no?

6. I have one lace panty (that's right, I said panty. Uberly lace-y, I must say), given to me as a practical joke by an anonymous fag hag in the office last Christmas. Ar ar ar.

7. I eat a lot. You know, pig -like.

8. I've backpacked through Boracay for a full week. 1st class hotel c/o my newfound friends, food! food! food!, a tan, booze, pasalubong, everything. I managed to survive on a whopping 4th pesos only. Try to beat that.

9. I can be a real motor mouth sometimes. Energizer bunny powered bunganga.

10. Have I mentioned, I'm falling in love?

11. I have a crush on Angel Locsin. Yup. Of the female kind. She's the future egg cell donor of my future baby girl. Imagine what she'll look like. Showbiz, here we come! :)

12. I have only 30 DVD movies, but 215 Playstation CDs and DVD games at home.

13. Whenever I shop, a beam of light illuminates the object I just have to get. Or maybe its just my imagination. But still. Charge it!

14. I'm utterly digusted with cockroaches especially the crazy, flying, dive-bomber types. Disgust leads to fear, and fear leads to hate... Hate in turn leads to screaming and climbing any piece of furniture in the area while asking anyone to shoo it away.

15. I can not read just 1 book at one time. I have to have at least 3 books that I can alternate. I love conflicting streams of thought. Any conversation that has only one thread is uber boring, dont you think?

16. I'm saving up for my future backpacking thru the European countries. I'll be taking the Euro Metro, and who knows? I might meet an Ethan Hawke and we'll just talk for hours on end...till the closing credits, of course. Then, 9 years later a sequel will be made. Once is not enough.

17. I'm a sucker for campy, pop culture stuff. Encantadia is one guilty pleasure. Ok, I hear your collective groans. It just fulfills my childhood fantasies like living in a world, filled with fairies and demons and satyrs and whatever comes to mind. The show has it all. Intricate costumes, beasts, incest, telenovelic plots, fight scenes..well, maybe not the fight scences. Oh and yeah: "Ako si Reyna Amihan, tagapagtanggol ng Lireo. Humanda ka Pirena." Can anything be more campier than that?

18. I am a volleyball fanatic. For my height, I can clear the 1.85 meter net. Go check how high that is.

19. I'm a gadget freak. I almost got my PSP (playstation portable) confiscated at the office because I brought it in. Bringing PDA's, celpones, and other storage devices merits burning at the stake in my office. My defense? "Heck, I didnt even bring my USB, how can I download shit off the internet?" (well, actually, I was screaming, teary eyed, pleading and begging down on my knees for them to give it back. I jest. hehe)

20. I am. (said in a mysterious, pretentiously intellectual way)

Janjanjan. It took me a whopping 33 minutes and 20 seconds (I have a timer on my desktop) to finish this meme. Well, subtract the time Jenz made chicka, Paulo telling me to view LM's site and me being distracted by office banter, it would come down to 25 minutes.

Pero ang dami pa rin pala.
Oh well so here goes. I tag:

1. Susan Roces (rally ka ng rally, gawin mo na lang to. mag blog ka na lang, mas mabuti pa)
2. Cory Aquino (traffic tuloy today sa Ayala, isa ka pa.)
3. Kris Aquino (ayaw mo kasi kay Uma. Yun lang)
4. Xena, the Warrior Princess (insert Amazonic battle cry here)
5. Oscar, the neighborhood grouch (just because angry men have interesting things to say)
6. Pope Benedict XVI (bless our damnable souls)
7. Paulo, Darna.
8. Val, Valentina
9. Cris, you're not off the hook.
10. Czakey, hip mommy. Hugs
11. Jay dahil b-day mo.
12. Jodie, not Santa Maria. dahil bday mo rin.
13-20. Reyna Amihan, Pirena, Alena, Danaya, Mira, Lira, Ybarro, Cassiopeia
21-25. Spice Girls (pre break up era)

*edit: grammar

[Music of the Moment: - First Love - Utada Hikaru REMIX version ]
[Mood: I LIED! I POSTED! HA! ]

Winding/Windang Wednesdays

2005-09-21T09:28:00.000+08:00

Qoutable Queen:

"Uma makes a face at Sam and mutters under his breath, “ Kung nasa bahay lang (namin)tayo,kanina pa kita itinali!”

Winner!

Off to my weekends. Again.
Yup. No update today. Too lazy. Looking forward to our cook off though.
Long restdays for me. Again. No work till Sunday. The best.

Ciao.

[~~Music~~Blog/s of the Moment: - Bryanboy and Trent's ]
[Mood: uhm ]

Madonna and Child

2005-09-18T14:46:00.000+08:00

Eto funnay. No offense to the Queen, pero when your time is up, know it. Wag na magpumilit.

MADONNA's dreams of resurrecting her role as EVA PERON in a new stage version of EVITA have been dashed by the show's creator ANDREW LLOYD WEBBER.

The hugely successful British composer was delighted by Madonna's performance in the 1996 film adaptation of EVITA - but he considers the MUSIC singer to now be too old for the part.

Lord LLOYD-WEBBER says, "She's not right for the part. We are looking for people in their twenties for goodness sake."

This latest setback follows a string of bad fortune for the superstar singer, who recently broke several bones in a horse-riding accident on her 47th birthday.

Ouch-eroonie.

Here's a band-aid for all you fanboys/fan-garcis out there:

Taray no? (just remove the word "hot". Got this from Trent.)

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Some blurbs on Renee and Kenny's 4-month long marriage:

"Another poster on another site noted "this relationship began with a tsunami and ended with a hurricane". Yeah, that was prophetic eh?"

At nagdagdag pa:
"Since she has a penchant for it, who knows, maybe Renee can meet someone again in the Hurricane Katrina Fund Raisers?!"

At shall we say, incriminating testimonial?:

I have to say. My husband is this huge country music fan. Last year we saw Kenny in concert with several other artist. I have always told my husband that I thought he was gay. My man said, NO! After seeing him upclose at this concert I still was completely sure he was gay. Then he got married and my husband said SEE! I said, I don't care that he is married I still think he is gay. Then the reports of Renee filing FRAUD. I said last night FRAUD means he is not what she thought he was STRAIGHT! LOL Honestly it doesn't make a difference. I am not a country music fan anyway. I just need to know that I am right! And if other females have been with him in the past then they aren't with him for his masculinity . Now Tim McGraw that is masculine! lol Even though they all need to keep their hats on.

Ahohoy.
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I'm feeling my camwhore-of-Babylon roots coming back. Its about time. Ang tagal na rin e. Sa wakas may MMS capable phone na rin ako and Cris was able to unload a whopper of pics to it. A whole year's collection..Well, almost. These pics had been long over due. It came from Cris's phone, hence the quality (hahaha, inaapi talaga ang ibang phone porque't 1 megapixel sakin. Peace, honey!)

This is where goddesses usually hang out. Pizza Hut Park Square 2. Its cozy, spacious, renovated interiors, excellent customer service from the crew and good food. And the good thing about this venue? Only a few people go here. Tis very much "ours".

Contrary to popular belief, I did not lose weight. Almost everyone I know keeps on telling me this. Ok, here's proof. I've been on the light side eversince. (this was taken god know how long ago...2, 3 months?) But I still retain my trash compactor of a stomach.

Greenbelt 3. Our oasis. And its just a few steps away from the office...Well, it is, if you consider 4 blocks a few steps.

"Hi, I'm Derek and I'm a pizza-holic".

How do you know you've found a true gem of a friend? Theres no stock answer to that. It just happens.~advent

♥ you, Garz.

[Music of the Moment: On The Wings Of Love - Joey's version ]
[Mood: madonnarific ]

Star Spangled Panties!

2005-09-18T08:45:00.000+08:00

OH.MY.GAWH.

I'm so excited about this. I love the reruns! I love the lasso! I love the bracelets! I love the big hair! Uhm, for the humongous panty...just a little love for it will do. But still, I hope this makes it big. I wonder (ha! pun NOT intended) who they'll cast? Suggest suggest!

Joss Whedon - "Wonder Woman" Movie - Treating Wonder Like Batman
From Scifi.com - 2005-09-16

Joss Whedon, who is writing and will direct the upcoming Wonder Woman movie, told SCI FI Wire that he wants to give the venerable franchise the Batman Begins treatment, making sure fans get what they want: the costume, the bracelets, the lasso, maybe even the invisible jet.

"What’s exciting is, like, Batman Begins basically really did a wonderful job explaining exactly why he was a bat and why he had everything on his costume that he did," Whedon said in an interview. "That’s the joy of doing an origin story of Wonder Woman. Why does she wear the bracelets? Why does she use the lasso? Like, ... where does all that stuff come from? ... And I have answers for all of that, and it’s really fun. So it’s not a reinvention like, ’Oh, she’s going to dress like Trinity [from The Matrix].’"

Whedon is in the process of writing the script for the movie, which has yet to be cast. "I want to see Wonder Woman as I know her and see her, [and] not ... [just her] star-spangled panties. But she wears the Wonder Woman outfit, and she has the bracelets and all the accoutrements. ... The lasso and, if I can make it work for the plot, the invisible plane. I have a take on it that I think is cool. It’s just I’m structuring the plot, and I’ve got to find a place for it. But I think people want it, and I think I can do it without ... it being campy, believe it or not. And I respect those things. I, in fact, love them."

I just wish, liitan lang yung panty ng slight. Parang pampers e.

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In other wonderous news, I spent my restdays (and my Saturday leave) sa Ulap Numero Siyam. Alam niyo yung feeling na suddenly there's a reason to wake up each day coz there's new meaning to your life? (dalawang kanta ata yun a). After Mr. Wonderwall (kanta na naman), I thought the hollow husk that is my heart will be forever shrouded by an enchanted forest. Someone took my hand ang took me out of the dark (oh may gawd, anong kabaduyan?) Saksakan ng corny, pero totoo. :)

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I just have to announce this. I'm now an Honorary Thomasian.
Specifically, honorary member ako ng theater org nila - Mediartrix. Honorary siyempre kasi hindi naman ako alumnus. Berde ang dugo ko. Ngayon, berde at dilaw na.

Ang saya ng Wednesday kasi Ian invited me to watch a play/musical sa USTe. He used to be an officer for the org. Yeah, he's talented like that, y'all. And so is his troupe. I enjoyed their production Dizzizit, D'vizzit (which was a sequel to last year's Dizzizit). I really admired them because this play is purely their own. What I mean is that there is no outside influence. They made the props, they choreographed, they wrote the script, they mixed the sounds, everything. During the closing curtain call I was pleased to see that there was no 'adult' (you know the thundercats type) who came up on stage.

And the production was a showcase of talents. These guys not only act well, they have fantastic singing voices and they can also bust a move like nobody's business. Ian explained that they really have strict audition standards. I got to meet a handful of the guys. Grabe, para silang mga live wires. Everyone's unique, yet lahat may ibubuga. And they made the production great. Aliw talaga. So ganun pala ang theater. Looking forward.

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I had to make like the Prince of Persia and steal this from Rej the Tan Goddess' blog.

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Btw, kinaya niyo ba to??...Britney and that Federline guy's relationship withstood two Hollywood fallouts: Brad & Jen and just recently Kenny & Renee.

Ang pangit din pala if divorce is just something you can get on a whim.

Imagine that on a Philippine setting....brrr.

[Music of the Moment: Wonder Woman Theme song ]
[Mood: amazon woman like ]

KFC In My Blood

2005-09-14T12:38:00.000+08:00

I've been spreading this text joke about a father and his son going to the toy section where in the boy asked for a toy sword. This made the father brim with joy because his son just showed a sign of "manliness". The elated boy picked up the sword, swished it in the air and then proclaimed:

"Ako si Reyna Amihan, tagapagtanggol ng Sepiro. Humanda ka Pirena!"

Lolz. Ok sige, translation for you non Encantadia freaks like me. Amihan is Iza Calzado (who is so stunningly beautiful, I must say), the current Queen of the fantasy land of Sapiro and Pirena (Sunshine Dizon, who miraculously lost all her body fat), Amihan's villainess sister.

I just remembered this piece of SMS spam when I saw (my growing favorite) Uma in Pinoy Big Brother act..well, like himself (read: screaming faggotina). One of the casts, Jayson was teasing Uma with a dead cockroach. It just so happened that Uma was chopping veggies for thier lunch. Treathened, he pointed the knife (in true baklita fashion) at Jayson while managing to bypass the censors in saying "Sige lumapit ka, puta ka! Chop chopin kita" Then when Jayson threw the roach at him, Uma flew like a graceful butterfly - with arms fluttering and all. Riot!

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I've been gorging on KFC this whole week. (Well, except today coz I'm my wallet's so dry of moolah, I had to make chuk-chuk the plastic...pero chicken pa rin kinain ko.)

Why KFC? Because its just on the ground floor of our building, and in Makati, walking to any other restaurant DURING lunch hour (read: High noon) would turn you 3 shades darker per minute of walking or every 10 steps, whichever comes first.

Oh and I had a Colonel ephipany.
[Insert angelic choir here]
If you're itching for a 2-pc chicken meal, cease and desist you cow!

At P105 its a total rip off.

Get the 3 piece Crispy strip instead. Its P72, but its 3 whole strips of pure boneless goodness. In fact, I can defiantly say that it almost has the same meat content as the 2-pc meal.

Ok, public advisory over. (plucks sprouting feathers from underarm)

Week over for me!!!

(tik-tilaok!)

KakaLONGKOT lang kasi iisang tao na nga lang ang kasabay ko sa restday (oo, kilala mo kung sino ka), naiba pa rest day niya. O diba? Ang saya saya.

Oh well. Thats life.

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See you, guys and gals. Happy weekends, er, days, er...whatever!

[Music of the Moment: Fly Like A Bird - Mimi ]
[Mood: jonesing for the restdays ]

Mid Week Meanderings

2005-09-12T08:41:00.000+08:00

Yeah. Midweek ko na. Your first day is my third day.

2 days na lang restday ko na naman. Ang saya saya. Minsan feel ko pasaway na ko sa attendance kasi palagi na lang ako naka leave. I'm such a model employee.

Cris (Darkwinter) and I was just talking over cel (o diba sosyal? choz. Actually ang mama kong addict addict sa internet ay ayaw mag disconnect hence we had no choice but to talk on the celly) last night and she mentioned about this supposedly scandalous post of mine just a few entries back (too lazy to linkify). Pero it has something to do with me posting 2 truths and 1 lie. Wala lang naman, actually, kung saming dalawa lang, since bastos naman kami pareho, ok lang yung isiniwalat (o diba what a term?) ko. Totoo naman e. Pero sabi niya it was odd of me to post it. Its not me daw. (ang vague ng kwento no? ganyan lang dapat.) Naging defense ko na lang sa kanya:

"girl, you havent been following my blog. parang cycle lang naman ako e. every now and then I change how I write. the way I wrote yesterday, today seems...inappropriate. to the point of sometimes it feels like I'm reading someone else's work when I check back on it. Yun lang. Winds. Transparency lang naman gusto ko. Kahit anong gawin natin, our blogs could never ever capture our totality. But we can try.."

What I love about my girl, Cris, is that she's my doppelganger. Seriously. Dati pa namin napupuna yan e. Things happen in our lives that when you look at it in the bigger picture, its almost a mirror image of each other. The mischievous fates wove two threads, intertwining. Babae siya, straight, matalino, beautiful. While I'm a lucky bastard of a gay man. Yun lang nagpapaiba samin. Sabi nga namin, these events in our lives are so strikingly similar, its just the execution thats different.

Anyway, I'm purple prosing again. hehe.

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Shift gear muna. Kung si Che poker master and could talk about the love of the game, (kala mo, che, di ko binabasa blog mo no?) I can do as well.

This is my game.

Kahapon was game 3 of our Volleyball Sportsfest. We're suddenly becoming a force to reckon with. Let me give you a picture: 6 lang kami. 3 babae, 3 lalaki (isa dun fabulous. Guess who?). Ang kalaban, isang batalyon ng mga lantarang faggotinas, at sandamakmak na babae. They had the luxury of substitutions pag may hiningal sa court. 6 ang required number of team member sa isang laro. Tignan niyo sila, tignan niyo kami.

But I was amazed. Suddenly, our plays were sticking. I wasn't required to go all over the place like before because, amazingly, everyone knows what their roles are. Its a very refreshing feeling. Nawala pagod ko. At joy of joys. Bumabalik na ang endurance ko.

Most of the time we were on defense. Its not yet rock solid, but I'm doing my best. Yun ang toka ko e. Admittedly, our offense is paltry. Iisa lang ang attacker namin. In fairness ang tankad niya. I feel insignificant beside him...choz. If only I can bring back my jump reach. And I got to work on my setting skills. The attacker may be the brawns of the team, pero ang setter ang strategist, ang brains, ang dyosa. haha. Kelangan ako na sa pusisyon na yan next week.

The scores for yesterday?
(the first ones being Team NSI-my account from the company that can not be named)
20-25, 25-23, 15-17

Almost had it! What happened was, we were leading 14 to 13, one point na lang. And we were on the offense. Kaya lang the setter threw the ball too low and our attacker had little time to adjust. What was supposed to be the game finisher ay nilamon ng net. Sobrang downer. Nakahabol tuloy ang mga maligno.
Pero it was a valiant effort.

And so the rest was history. Pero walang sisihan. We all did what we can do. Actually sabi nga namin last week, "sa susunod na game, mananalo na tayo ng isang set, tapos sa susunod pa dun, dalawa na!". Ayan. Nag self-prophecy kami. Nagkatotoo tuloy..

Manalo, matalo, theres that precious feeling there that is very pure and overwhelming. There are still 5 major games to go before the finals. May chance ba kami? Ang sagot ng iba? Who knows? Ang sagot ko? NAMAN!

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At sumeguey na naman:
I'm really not into local shows, pero kasi naiingit ako pag ang family ay mag ha-huddle sa sala at manonood ng isang palabas. Togetherness ang drama, pero diba warm and fuzzy ang feeling? (fuzzy daw o! haha) Kagabi nanood ang familia zaragoza ko ng Pinoy Big Brother. Oo na, jologs. Pero wala akong paki. Go suck rotten cantaloupes. Maganda sana ang concept ng show na to, alisin lang Pilipino flair for histrionics. Mahilig kasi natin i-blow up ang walang katuturang bagay. Saka sana wag na kunan yung mga "nagdadasal". Oo na Catholic country tayo, kaya lang ultimo naman yung binubulong na dasal may SUBTITLE pa?

At ang sinasabi ko na, since nagsimula pa lang ang show na to: Bumigay na ang lola Uma mo. Sa mga nanood kagabi, (umamin na kayo) ang saya sayang makita ang bahay ay maging Big Parlor Ni Uma. Napa-triple backflip ako sa eksenang yun.

At tutal nagpaka jologs na ko, itodo ko na: panoorin niyo ang Star in A Million, if only for this one contestant Jimmy. Grabeh siya. At first I thought, just another flash in the pan, but no. Negrong negro ang boses. Nakaka-tindig balahibo. Filipino version ni Anwar Robinson. And he knows how to work it. What makes it more fun is the fact that he's one of the colorful tribe. Yup. Sariling amin siya. Sige na, plug ako ng plug ng kaibigan. Friend kasi siya ni Martin. At mabait naman siya. Kaya go sista. Iwagayway ang bandilang Pink!

[Music of the Moment: In Your Eyes - performed by Jimmy ]
[Mood: so hungry for lunch right now but I just had to finish this longish post ]

Ang Pagkapanalo Ni Maximo Oliveros.. At Pagkatalo Namin

2005-09-11T07:18:00.000+08:00

Dahil pina alala ni ThusSpakeCiriaco (astig ng name no?):
My P100 helped send it there. *wipes tears*
see linky here-y

If only it had a local release. But of course, lalangawin to sa general viewing public. Hindi ganito ang tipo nilang mga likhang sining.

It was an endearing creation. Isa sa mga tipong pinalakpakan ko lalo na for the closing shot. Para sa mga naka nood, don't we all wish we could do that "Walking down the avenue, the leaves of the acacia trees are blowing, falling in the wind, while the potential love of your life waits down the road...as we get nearer..and nearer. Then we are there..at that exact spot..we just....walk on...walk away with our head held high and no regrets?"

Panalo.

And in other personal news. WE. JUST. LOST. OUR. SECOND. GAME.

Yan, hindi panalo. KakaLONGKOT. I gave it my best shot. And the score (compared nung hindi ako nakapaglaro na 5-25, 5 being my team's score) this time was 20-25. Respectable naman diba? Naloka si Lee na malakas parin ang braso ko after all these time.

Ang hindi ko lang kinaya e akala ko, super power pa ako. After 5 years of non-activity, I guess my body is in Uma-Thurman-Kill-Bill-like atrophy. My endurance was down to a measly 30 minutes, compared to before where I can play 6 hours, tops. 30 minutes and hingal na hingal na ako parang aso. Gusto ko magpa sub kaya lang ayaw ako palabasin. Can you say rusty? Now its either that or the fact that I just came from a week of confinement at the Makati Med due to Dengue-us Achuchuchus.

Hm. Alin kaya?

Ngayon, ang sakit ng katawan ko. Pano ba naman, I was all over the place. Not in a bad way ha. Your friendly Libero, Blocker (kahit backline! ok lang, di naman nakita ng coach hahaha), Utility all in one. Now, kung may bibig lang ang katawan ko sumisigaw na to ng aray.

Pero may game mamaya. Gusto ko maglaro.

Pain is good.

postscript: Ian. Dahil nauna ka pa sakin sa RFM gym, na lubos kong ikinagulat at ikinagayak, kelangan sabuyan kita ng mga mahalimuyak na rosas at gantimpalaan ka ng "Ulirang Bob Award" na ibinibigay lamang sa mga taong tunay na naka tats sa aking buhay. Ang sweet. Kahit talo kami, panalo ka.

post postscript: Salamat din sa aking napaka maalindog na muse, Darkwinter at ang iyong consorte na si Archie. Dahil sa inyo, nagkaroon kaming dalawang AUDIEN. (walang CE, para singular) at CHEERER (wala ring S kahit dalawa kayo, out of a possible hundred). Ang saya saya.

post post postscript: Ang pagmamahal ko ay sa inyo. Bow.

[Music of the Moment: Aray - Claire Dela Fuente or Imelda Papin or some other "Jukebox" Queen, I'm not sure which. ]
[Mood: masochist ]

Week Enders vol.9

2005-09-07T09:36:00.000+08:00

Its been a LOOOONG while since I did this last. Anyway.

Moi: Bry, meron ka na nung Cosmo September edition? Paheram naman.
Bry: Di ko type masyadong...pang madre.

gasp!? que horror! Is it true?
I've seen the cover boy Richard Gutierrez, and I wouldn't mind having him deliver me his Sausage pizza, but the rest are...way too tame??

Had Cosmo lost its touch, or is it just a doldrum?

Kelangan malaman.

This week's enders revolves around things in pop culture I used to ~~hate~~ not have much love for, but now, I've a change of heart...or not.

Nina. Goawd, I just...have this utter distaste for her. She reminds me a lot of drag queens (the bad ones) everytime her mug appears on the boob tube, her music is at best mediocre what with all the covers and zero originality and the fact that she's lapping up those platinum awards. Arrg.

M.Y.M.P. Now on the other side of the coin, this band had endeared itself to me. They may be doing covers left and right, but (surprise surprise) they still write their own music, its just that nobody cares about original stuff nowadays. Juris' vocals are also top notch. I just learned recently that she used to be a Smokey Mountain member. So that explains it.

Shampoo commercials. What is it with this country's obsession with shampoo? Next to impeachment news, all I see on local TV would be these eye-roll inducing shampoo commercials. Ranging from the key celebrity endorsements to the horrible "theme songs" (ever experienced that bounce, bounce-shoot me dead now commercials?). Again I ask, Are we so in dire times that there is a collective need for people to focus their attention elsewhere? Uhm, say their hair!?

Filipino Reality Shows. Reality show my ass, when even the big budgeted ones gets the disapproving glare of the all too powerful MTRCB. Whats the sense of having a "reality" show when it gets cuts for "risque" topics (lets see here: public discussion of virginity, sexy dancing and insert some other mundane topic here). Ganun ba tayo ka-conservative? O sabi lang nila?

Its a dying trend but there are still sectors in the society that would go on rallies out on a whim. So your fangled Impeachment case had been shut down, now you'll be back on the streets? Gowd, I hope these desperate politicians just shrivel up and die. Let me say this one last time: "No saint will ever get to sit in the highest position in the land". That place is paved with blood and gold. Unless utter divine intervention happens on these God forsaken lands, nobody, I mean nobody will occupy that position and be the second coming. Its always the lesser evil. So just give it up already. And to the defeated parties, please go back and do what you are voted to do: legislate laws that will actually be beneficial for the land.

I have a lot more peeves, but I have to limit it to these for now. Baka sabihin ng mundo napaka bitter bitteran ko. But sometimes, these things actually leave that not-so-pleasant aftertaste in your mouth. Oh well, I'm off to my fabulous restdays. More time to not think about these stuff.

We'll be having our Sports Fest in the coming weeks and I intend to make my team win. Kahit parang naka Valium pa ko, fight lang ng fight. Para san pa at naging captain ball ako diba? (haha, kelangan talaga sabihin, diba?) Ultimate question lang: Matino ba ang gumastos ka ng 4th ++ para sa rubber shoes? Justified naman 'coz I'll be using it for the sports fest. Pero still.

Matino ba?

[~~Music~~ Book of the Moment: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchet ]
[Mood: disappointed ]

I Just Love Her To Pieces

2005-09-06T09:11:00.000+08:00

What do you get when you match one eccentric woman with another eccentric interviewer? Gold. Pure gold.

Riff Raff Interviews Tori Amos
Y'ALL BEEN WARNED

I'm not a bees-nessman, I'm a bees-ness, mannnn

Riff Raff Interviews TORI AMOS--Believe it!

This past February singer-songwriter Tori Amos released The Beekeeper, her eighth studio album and most apicultural effort to date. Bees this, bees that--except it's not really about bees. In conjunction with the record, Amos's autobiography Piece by Piece hit shelves around the same time. The book was co-written by ex-Village Voice music editor Ann Powers, who helped Amos explore the intricacies of her songwriting process. Only some of the book is about bees, but enough that it warrants mention. Amos performs Wednesday August 17 at Jones Beach and Friday August 19 at the PNC Center, but you know Riff Raff--we gets the pre-concert scoop. Exclusive.

You worked with Ann Powers on your book--she used to edit the music section here.

I approached Ann, and we began to decide, wow, a conversation between two women that have very different perspectives in the music business--[that] could give people a backstage pass into this world which would cover creativity, being a mom, the issues that women have to face when they're working and then want to be moms, and then when you become a mom, the responsibility and still trying to be 100% committed to your creativity, and then how do you survive the music business. She came out and hung out on the road with me for about three weeks, on Scarlet's Walk, and this is where we'd sit in the bus and talk.

Did Ann ever get sorta annoying?

Well the thing about Ann is that she's vicious but fair. And when I say that, when I say vicious, I mean with her pen. There is an elegance and a grace also with Ann that you also must have in the same statement, if you're gonna say 'vicious but fair.'

Right.

I wanted somebody who I felt could be tough and yet coming from the compassionate heart. Ann says to me, "Listen, you're writing this work, this album"--I hadn't entitled it yet--"How poignant if we could document the creative process to see an inception of a project and see the different stages and levels that it goes through to finally become what it will become."

Did Ann write any of the songs on your record?

Oh no, of course not. Oh no no no no no. As a songwriter, I'm sort of a seahorse. Don't they mate with themselves?

No I think they kill their mates.

Seahorses don't kill their mates! Do they? The men have babies.

The men have the babies, but the women always kill the men.

The men don't kill--the women don't kill the men!

I'm sorry, you're right. I get all these animals mixed up anymore.

Wait a minute. Seahorses I don't think--

It's a praying mantis.

It's a praying mantis. I'm a minister's daughter. I'm staying away from praying. As a songwriter, I join with the creative force. But I'm the sole songwriter.

Have you thought of doing a record called The Praying Mantis-keeper?

It's scary, because as a woman, number one, I don't see myself killing my mate, or chopping his head off after sex. You follow me?

I think so. You're basically saying you would never really kill anyone unless you sorta had to, as a songwriter.

As a lioness force. As a lioness who's protecting her cubs.

I'm glad we cleared that up.

But bees, we have to be clear. The drones do get pushed out of the hive. But it is a matriarchal society. But The Beekeeper wasn't about us being like bees in every aspect. It is about that the bee represented in the ancient feminine mysteries sacred sexuality. Because the worker bee, which is female, goes and joins with the organ of the flower, then of course takes the nectar, pollinates, goes back to the hive, they create honey by regurgitating.

I believe you.

To me, the creativity that comes out of the worker bee and the sexuality aspect in Christianity, as you know, sexuality became associated with Magdalene, who was thought of as the prostitute, not as a prophet, because it was not profitable. And I've been trying to corollate those three words--prostitute, prophet, profitable--from the early Fathers of the Church.

Have you heard about that mystery book The DaVinci Code?

Oh yeah yeah, I've read that.

When you were reading it, did you know what was going to happen at the end?

Yes.

Personally I thought the ending was quite surprising.

I'd be curious to see what Ann would have to say about this. We had a chuckle about The DaVinci Code just because this information has been out there for a while. And yet it seems to not be able to penetrate to the masses. You have kinds of genealogists and historians who have been writing about this stuff for a long time. Dan Brown was able to collect these nuggets of information and put it into a story form that the masses could ingest.

Which is brilliant.

You have to commend that. You have to give Dan Brown his due.

Do you think your record is better than The DaVinci Code?

Well I would never get into that. That's like saying one piece of artwork from one artist is better than another. You're saying that a Matisse is better than a Chagall.

Really though your record is better than The DaVinci Code, right?

But they're such different works, you know what I mean?

Well you'll at least admit that your record is better than Angels & Demons, right?

I didn't read Angels & Demons, because I can't get into this. We should get into shoes. That's like saying that Louboutin is better than Sergio Rossi.

That's true though.

No I like Sergio Rossi shoes! Also I have both of them.

Either way, I think it's really fascinating how all this information was out there, and then it finally made its way into public consciousness via The DaVinci Code, and then ultimately better via The Beekeeper.

You're being very kind about it, but he doesn't write music, and I don't write these kinds of book narratives. I'm not a book writer, I'm a musician. This is my form. But I will say, if people were inspired by The DaVinci Code, they need to go read the Gnostic Gospels, they need to go read some of this information that inspired that book.

Would you consider doing some sort of collaboration with Dan Brown?

I know you seem very focused on the Dan Brown thing, but the point is he helped pave the way for the masses to be open to more artists that have been singing this tune for a long time.

I'm just saying his books would be better if you helped him write his books.

I can't do--that's not my job. You know what, maybe you should collaborate with Dan Brown.

Only under the condition that we always work while The Beekeeper, which is superior to The DaVinci Code, play in the background.

You know, Dan Brown has sent me a very warm message. He has sent messages through the publisher that he acknowledges and honors the music, and I received that with a smile.

It makes sense that he would respect your work--the work of a superior.

I can't go through with this anymore.

[Music of the Moment: The Power of Orange Knickers - Tori
Mood: bee-like ]

Wow, Heavy!

2005-09-05T08:44:00.000+08:00

I don't know if its due to the megadosages I've had, pero I'm feeling a bit whoozy these past few days. That feeling. The kind where everything moves in real time, however you react all Keanu-Matrix-y like. You see things in "bullet time". Kinda like being on Valium and having these "slow trips".

It's all good. It's almost beautiful.

[Music of the Moment: does the music in my head count? ]
[Mood: on upppers ]

Check Your (Hospital) Ref

2005-09-03T06:59:00.000+08:00

One measure of the amount of love in your life?
Check your Ref everytime you get confined.

And so the 2 weeks that was. I had never, for the life of me, been confined to a hospital. It just...happened.

Its odd, but it seems I got the fad sickness out of the blue. Say it with me: Dengue.

I've always prided myself in never coming down with anything worse than a passing cold. But then someone up there had something in store for me.

I don't know if this is of any significance but the night before, I had a nightout to end all night outs. Well, it was something out of the ordinary. And yes, Pau and Xela, I do not blame your fabulous asses. I did it with full consent.

The next morning I felt unusually cold. The kind of cold that seeps through several articles of clothing. I tried to just think it away. Unfortunately, it wasn't that easy.

Descent into Inferno
This whole affair of getting sick and getting banged up in a hospital bed isn't something worth recommending. It is however a glorious excuse (make that 2 whole weeks) to NOT go to the office. Scrumptious.

They say dengue comes from a full week of hibernation in your body. Not true, I must say. A week prior, we were gallivanting in the highlands of Tagaytay. I'm not really sure if I got it there, but I don't think its the curse of the Pink Sisters.*

Still 1 week later, bam! And I was down and out. The most irritating part was hearing from an ER doctor that you are just having a bad case of sore throat. Sore throat my ass. She had me buy these infernally expensive antibiotics. I'd sure love to shove those pills down her throat.

Five days into the ordeal, when I felt that the world is blowing chunks and that the sky is breaking up into little shards of glass, I screamed to be confined. Horror of horrors, they have all sorts of torture devices to make your stay a little more hellish than normal.

I've always been scared of needles. What scares me more than needles? Other types of needles! You know how those theraphies go? When you're claustrauphobic, they lock you up in a room, scared of heights? they make you go bunjie jumping. My case here? They had to take blood samples 4 freakin times a day!

I'm so numb of needles now, I'm actually looking for em....hmmmm...now that's creepy.

No matter how I exaggerate here, I just can't deny the fact that I got the best Makati Medical has to offer. All thanks to my Maxicare Platinum Card (shameless plugging for the company-that-can-not-be-named). Being the brat that I am, I only settled for a suite. Hey! I deserve it! I got round-the-clock nurses/slaves who answer to my every whim...no matter how late at night I feel like having a pint of ice cream, they succumb. And I am just thankful I got the sweetest bunch of nurses on the planet. And it helps that the guy nurses are as cute as hell too.

Now this part of hospital confinement came as the best part of the experience. Everyone I care for came to visit. Officemates, schoolmates, family, friends, blogfriends, acquiantances, even people I hardly know...There was a point when my suite felt like the Pinoy Big Brother House. That was the part of confinement I'll always look back with a smile. Everyone came in with something special in tow. From fruits to Jamaican patties, to cinnamon rolls to pints of ice cream. At the end of the day, my refrigerator had no space left to hold any more foodstuff.

I don't need to list down the names of these people who cared enough to visit me in this time of dire need. You people are the best. Much love and appreciation to everyone. And mushy as this may sound, you actually made me better.

*when in pink sister territory, learn to keep them yappers shut. Believe you me, they have voodoo that can make you cry.

[Music of the Moment: Pinoy Big Brother Theme Song by Orange and Lemons ]
[Mood: brimming with love ]

Coming Out Mark

2005-08-20T10:52:00.000+08:00

I didn't see this coming. But ladies and gentlewomen, welcome Mark into
our fold.

Somehow I felt there was something there all along...

"I am gay

and I'm very proud."

"I'm not asking for sympathy or to be a role model for anyone else,"

"I would like to say that I'm happy, and that I've found someone who is a real companion,"

"I'm not worried about how people react because I'm happy being who I am,"

out now
I have to admit that I've been jonesing for this Irish lad ever since I've seen his beautiful mug on the telly. Ok, that was a shameless confession, but I don't care.

Score one for our team. And in a dreamworld I'd say that since he came out, I now have a shot at him, but I hate to burst my own bubble and realize that he's already accounted for by

this lucky bastard...

Where he is right now when it seems that he's got much to lose, he took the plunge. The truth sets you free like Mimi. There, it didn't hurt saying that out loud not didn't it, Mark? Props to you, sister/brother.

Now I really do hope somebody in the local showbiz industry drop his act. No, having a child doesn't make you straight. Mahirap kasi kumita e no?

[Music of the Moment: All the Westlife songs that come into my head ]
[Mood: loud/proud ]

Tag! Tag! Tag!

2005-08-17T13:27:00.000+08:00

A beautiful blogger stranger/acquaintance just tagged me. Oh well, to end my week (rest day ko na e), patulan ko na to.

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Derek
2. De (At home. Sometimes confused as an abbreviation of "Ate" to the untrained ear)
3. Narda (sa office. kahawig ko daw si Angel. lipad! choz!)

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. Advent Child (Yeah)
2. 2020 from blurty
3. Anne Curtis. (hahah)

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. my brows at dahil magkalapit naman, my eyes na rin.
2. since physical naman, the fact that I don't sweat even after a hectic activity. No sweat = no body odor. Very advantageous.
3. my mind

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. my height (why God why?)
2. my skin (why God why?)
3. my tushie. I'd like it to be from a size bubblebutt, to a size badongadonk. (I kid. God, ok na ko dito. hehe.)

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. A whole can of Filipino..
2. A teeny weeny pinch of Spanish..
3. And a dash of Venusian!

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. that I don't fear anything (!?!)
2. ---
3. Oh, do vaginas count? *shiver.

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. My PSP
2. ever handy, ever reliable plastic, for them spur of the moment splurging.
3. kikoy kit (when shampoo lang is kulang..alam mo na yan.)

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. white shirt with a lovely vintage print
2. nth set of rhetorical pants (see previous posts)
3. a shoe with a horrendous, yet highly characteristic scar.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:
1. Tori Amos
2. Breaking Benjamin
3. Regine (sapakan tayo gusto mo?)

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:
1. Through The Fire (my videoke song)
2. Life For Rent - Dido
3. A tie between Better Days and Superwoman. (me likes 'em hurting divas belting)

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. clarity
2. a very high, sometimes inhuman, level of honesty
3. adaptability to shifting moods

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):
1. A thousand men can fuck me and I won't feel a thing...I'm the biologically created, perfect bottom.
2. I have a vocal register/scale of 5 octaves.
3. I'm demi-God in the making.

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. a soul so adventurous, it could humble mine.
2. transcending stare
3. a huge, huge equipment to satisfy me....his brain.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. keep updated with the latest chizmiz.
2. singing at the Carnegie Hall.
3. videogaming like there's no heaven. (Devil May Cry, anyone?)

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. have an 18-inch 4 Season from Yellow Cab...all to myself
2. finish this list
3. blow your mind

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED:
1. playwright / scriptwriter
2. chemical engineer
3. leader of my own cult.

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. Seoul
2. Mediterranean
3. Have a ride on the Euro Metro and meet an Ethan Hawke and we'd just...talk till the credits scroll.

THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE:
1. Kyle
2. Dylan
3. something Japanese like Masamune, or Musashi. (but I'm afraid he'll kill me when he gets out of middle school)

Girls:
1. Dido
2. Nicole
3. something African American like Jenaiah, Tamyra, or Beyonce.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. pen the greatest Filipino novel
2. perform as Eponine on Les Miserable. (kung di pwede, sige Marius na lang)
3. create a bloodline, make it esoteric, insert mythological themes, then have my great great great grand whatever create a novel and make a killing.

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:
1. I eat, let me rephrase, I gorge food enough to feed a baranggay..and still have a 29 inch waistline. (ok, so the last part may not be that..."boy"-ly)
2. I dig videogames...And can whoop ass at that.
3. I love gadgets and thingamajigs. Things that make you go bump in the night AND in the day.

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:
1. if you try to psychoanalyze me, prepare to create volumes
2. i have a good built in sense of aesthetics. Room designs, layouts, boys, este people...
3. i love pampering

THREE CELEB CRUSHES:
1. that guy from CSI: New York wearing dorky glasses
2. Orlando Bloom
3. Chris "oh my geebers, you're burning" Evans

THREE PEOPLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:
1. si Kris Aquino
2. Ate Gay or Ate Glow. Toss coin.
3. sino pa ba? hmmm, si Piolo and his one and only Yul "ikaw lang ang naalala kong batiin sa Famas, whoops may nanay pala ako" Servo na lang.

Good karmic waves to everyone and everyone. I'm off to my restdays. See you this weekend. Muah.

[Music of the Moment: Flying Away (Side A Mix) - Moony ]
[Mood: restday mode ]

And You'd Wonder Why Its So Hard To Find The Lyrics To This...

2005-08-16T12:41:00.000+08:00

ver After - Bonnie Bailey

3 years ago our journey began
chasing down this cure, no plan in hand
just your pulse, my racing guide in the dark
just knowing with conviction from the start
the moment your eyes made an introduction
I felt my second violent breath of life
flawless to the point of being godly
yet I fell hard for your imperfections

CHORUS
And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn
our hands grip together eye to eye through the storm yet
I still believe in ever after with you yeh
Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side
and there ain't no current in this river we can't ride
I still believe in ever after with you

V.2
nothing compares to the good times
feels like we're floating when the rest have to climb
you made me believe in love and not the perfect kind
a real messy beautiful twisted sunshine
Emotions volcanic eruptions
we both still care so we're still alive
tunnel vision, determination
I want you I want to make it right

CHORUS
Bridge.... You are my twisted sunshine

We went to Tagaytay last weekend. 'Twas light-heartedly splendid. The food, the not-too-cool-not-too-hot crisp, clean air, the wonderful/crazy/beautiful company of Pao, Val, Xela (that's Alex in reverse, ang galeng galeng no?) and Ian. Half the fun was going there. The other half was getting on each others throats...kidding. Nevertheless, it was all fun and definitely worth remembering.

Wait, is this me, not posting any pictures? The eternal camwhore? I don't know why. Maybe the camwhore of babylon had just grown up

...but who's to stop me should the itch present itself once again? :)

Galera, Tarlac (c/o Alex), Baguio, (hopefully) Boracay next..

To my real messy beautiful twisted sunshine...

[Music of the Moment: uhm..look up? ]
[Mood: erupting tunnel vision ]

Magical Feeling

2005-08-12T12:43:00.000+08:00

'm currently digging that new song by Juris and Chin (aka MYMP). Ang kulit ng lyrics ni Juris (if that's the girl's name, I'm not sure) and how she sang it in the album. Ironically delicious! Not applicable to me in any way right now, but hey, it has that really edgy, catchy feel to it..(definitely a must hear)

I'm happy you left me
I'm glad that you hurt me
It's a magical feeling
Knowing that you're not meant for me

People say you're crazy
But baby don't you worry
Life has been easier without you
We should have done this earlier.

I've been humming it on my way to lunch at RCBC just a while ago. Kapitbahay na nga pala namin ang building-that-Yuchengco-built. Yup, we've moved to our new office. We're the first call center in the Metro to have a building constructed from the ground up. And I must say, its really a semi-magnificent building. Semi- being the operative word since I abhor the blue motiff (or just blue in particular). Dati kasi ang motiff ng (company that cannot be named) e Pink and Orange. It kicked ass. What office has that color combination? Kaya lang after Feng Shui chorva ng CEO namin, they told him blue brings him luck. Kaya ayun. Ang kinalabasan, mukang motiff ng SM (at may Banco De Oro pa sa baba!). Kung hindi lang maganda ang architectural structure e...Nevertheless, it boosts the morale points of the company.

Just going to and out of the office elates me. Weird, I know. But its true. Maybe, I'm just a sucker for ambiance. Its always about the little things in life that makes the whole picture...grand.

++++

11am, Lunch Break. A slight drizzle greeted me, but a welcome surprise made me feel all warm and fuzzy. Ian called me. He's dropping by to have lunch with little old me. Conscious attack. Biglang check ako kung ok ba itsura ko, if I have nose hairs peeking or god knows what kind of yet undiscovered embarassment possible. So far wala naman. I'm in my good shirt and my so called rhetorical* pants (used to describe any article of clothes of mine that show a little bit of something something, makes them go "whoa, thats deep"...if you know what I mean).

If not for that clueless waiter, it would have been a perfect lunch. Afterwhich, I wanted to have NY Fries for dessert. Odd choice, I know. Walang pakeelamanan. Sarap ng dip e.

On our way back to my office:

Ian: Ang lakas ng ulan.
Moi: Anong ulan? Hangin lang yan.
Ian: May bagyo o. Tignan mo nga nililpad na yung mga payong.
Moi: Hangin lang ya...
(gets drenched in a whole wall of water)
Moi: oo nga.

Since my lunchbreak was almost up, I had to rush it. I haven't told anyone this, but I love walking in the rain. No, not that sappy, histrionic MTV portrayal, but just plain walking in the rain. I've always thought that the rain is humbling because it can restrain you indoors. It can box you in. Walking in it, makes me feel...free.

And even if its against his common sense, Ian walked with me.

[Music of the Moment: see above ]
[Mood: emancipated like Mimi ]

Devils Don't Sleep

2005-08-12T06:56:00.000+08:00

hampoo lang is kulang.

Everytime I hear that line being uttered by the pambansang pacute, Heart Evangelista, I just wanna grab a shotgun and blow her mouth off. Seriously.

Bakit nga ba yan ang opening line ko? Wala lang. Yan na lang, kesa naman yung kay Mother Ricky (which I actually like). Alam mo na yan.

I'm in a chika mood today so walang aangal.

HSBC just called me up the other day saying that my Credit Card had been approved and will be delivered the next day (I didn't even fill up any form!). Ang weird kasi for the past few weeks, halos lahat na ng bangko tumatawag sa bahay para pag applyin ako sa kung ano anong chorva. From Credit Cards, to Auto Loans, to (ahem) House Loans. Siguro ang hindi na lang tumatawag sa bahay e ang Rural Bank of San Juan, saka ang Thrift Bank of Siquijor. Ganon pala pag nakikita nila na naka bayad ka na sa Credit Card loan mo.

Take note, NA ZERO ko na ang Citibank ko! FLYING KICK!

(Several hours after writing, author was caught charging a hefty night out bill to his CC)

Ok, so achievement na sa akin yung na ZERO ko siya...for a time. Can't help it e. Dadating at dadating ang bagong gastos. And now, I have two. Hmm...time to buy that Nokia 6680 that I've been eyeing for weeks now.

Goodluck!

Speaking of gadgets, I'm going gaga over my (relatively)newfound baby. I've got a sleek, sexy, black thingamajig that would put other thingamajigs to shame.

World, meet PSPko. PSPko, world.

Courtesy of my ever-loving aunty from the land of Milk and Honey, I got it last July. (oo na, sabi ko na back logged ako ng mga entries e). And so far, it has been eating a huge chunk of my love and devotion.

Pano ba naman, its one hell of a music player (duh, Sony pa). Even my most worthless sounding MP3s sound fabulous with it. (insert infomercial sounding voice) BUT THATS NOT ALL... aside from music, its main function is a videogame machine. How cool is that? To techo geeks out there who could understand this mumbo jumbo: Its got nearly the same polygon crunching/pushing power of the PS2, Built-in stereo speakers, and a 4.3 inch 16:9 widescreen LCD to boot! In english, panalo siya! hehe.

It also has a 802.11b Wi-Fi Integrated Communications that transforms it to an uber chic web browser. Yep, web browser. Imagine, sitting down for a cup of coffee at Seattle's then riding on their free WiFi. Geek nirvana.

Oh and have I mentioned that it can play MOVIES, emulator games, and can store pictures? I haven't? Ok, it can play MOVIES, emulator games, and can store pictures! iPod what? Move over, Sony's gonna eat your babies!

(personal pictures/camwhoring ebidensya will fill these pages in the following days)

Surprisingly, I still got my social life in check. Fabulous lovers, Val and Paolo are my constant rendezvous-mates extraordinaire. The network of people we've met over the past dozen weeks are staggering. I've almost thought of myself as the reclusive hermit who only gets to see the world once every new moon.

But hooboy, the subplots we've had are (if I may coin) telenovel-ic.

I'm a bit worried about our Baguio trip this Saturday, though. I mean, its been raining a whole lot the past few days and I don't wanna climb up the Summer capital and get drenched. I'd rather do that here. But then, we already have a contigency plan. They have a friend up north who's willing to "share" his palatial home to us for the weekends. Bahay bahayan ang drama naming apat. I must suggest that we throw a house party.

Btw, Ian, just got promoted. Congratulations, Bobby. Tuloy tuloy lang para malapit na rin akong maging first lady. hehe.

[Music of the Moment: Ever After (Eric's Beach Mix - Bonnie Bailey ]
[Mood: updating ]

Hate Us, Don't Hang Us

2005-08-09T23:07:00.000+08:00

ran Hangs Gays: Warning DISTURBING PICTURES
by GregNYC
Thu Jul 21st, 2005 at 15:07:09 PDT
This is one of the reason fundamentalist religious fanatics and government don't mix.

A friend e-mailed it to me - and some of you may have heard about it on Andy Sullivan's website, but I had to diary it here. I'm not a fan of Andrew Sullivan's, but he gets the credit for exposing this atrocity.

This rates as one of the top ten most disturbing images I've ever seen. A mix of anger, rage and sadness is all I feel.

So fucking sad...

I will not post the pictures here. Its just so...fucked up.

Its just so hard to believe that this level of bigotry still exists in the world. A state controlled network had been on a damage control, proliferating the news that the two boys were guilty of molesting a 13 year old boy. I would like to take that statement with a grain of salt. If this "crime" was indeed true, why would a public execution be the "answer"? This is barbarism in the highest levels. No wonder their country is stuck in a quagmire. We're not better off than them, but at least in this country, a level of tolerance is cherished.

Guilty or not, its not the issue.
If this was a heterosexual rape, their filthy noses wouldn't even cringe a bit.
I can only offer my prayers for the two boys.
May their souls rest in peace.
This may be too much

[Music of the Moment: silence ]
[Mood: enraged ]

Shout Out Blonde

2005-08-07T13:29:00.000+08:00

ue to blogging inactivity, somebody asked me on the tagboard if I'm off galivanting again in god-knows-which-island. As much as I am dying to go do that, nope. Its too...rainy nowadays, that the travel bug in me had been left a bit too damp. However, I'm having a blast. Too much happening. Too little time left to blog. Nevertheless, out of the necessity to write something down, I have one of those blonde jokes. Knock yourself silly.

Three women are about to be executed.

One's a brunette, one's a redhead, and one's a blonde.

Two guards brings the brunette forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests.

She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ."

Suddenly the brunette yells, "earthquake!!"

Everyone is startled and looks around. She manages to escape.

The angry guards then bring the redhead forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests.

She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ."

The redhead then screams, "tornado!!"

Yet again, everyone is startled and looks around. She too escapes execution.

By this point, the blonde had figured out what the others did.

The guards bring her forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests.

She also says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ."

The blonde shouts, "fire!!"

[Music of the Moment: Here I Go Again - Mario ]
[Mood: blonde ]

Double Lost In Translation

2005-07-29T19:50:00.000+08:00

o end the week, lets try something different, shall we? Ever got very early DVD copies of movies that won't be showing for months ahead? The kind that comes from the ever reliable source of piracy (big brother China)? Its a two-in-one. Whatever genre you got, append a comedy to it.

Action/Comedy
Love Story/Comedy
Drama/Comedy....you get the drift.

Not in the content, but in the subtitles. English to Chinese characters, then back to English.

The original source was from a blog friend, winterson.com (which is already down), to whom I am in awe in his effort....the captions are all mine.

Ladies and Gentlemen..the curtains now unfold.

Oddly, kahit nakasulat na sa logo wrong spelling pa rin.
at iniba pa ang grammar.

In Chinese, walang word na Sith. At oo nga naman, pag nag stroke ka pabalikpara kang gumaganti. Mahusay.

Anakin: This is where the fun begins

Obi Wan: "Let them pass between us" (kinaya mo ba ang dichotomy?)

Obi Wan, like, the battle strategist.

Pagalitan ba si R2?

Ayy!! Daks daw! ahaha.

At sabay sagot na gusto niya ng daks. Chancellor = Mr. Speaker, why not?

Hayop sa intimidation tactics no?

That's Chancellor Palpatine speaking, talking about Obi Wan. Again,walang Obi Wan in Chinese, Good Elephant lang.

Ang cute niya sa pic na to, pero kaka turn off ang sinabi niya (in the subtitle at least).

Astig sa retort e no?

What? Uhm, talking about his crowning glory siguro?Alam mo na yan, punta na kay Mother Ricky!

Premonitions? Premonitions? (panalo ito!)

Hmm...sounds like something Yoda WOULD actually say.
cue song: These dreameses come true when I close my eyeses...
At pinatulan naman ng lolo mo ang pluralization.
Kanina pa tong dalawang to sa innuendo ha. Parang I smell something...
Napaisip ako ano yung Presbyterian Church. Actually in this sceneAnakin was referring to the Jedi Council. Panalo na naman!
Anakin: "Obi Wan, may the force be with you". Tambling.
Aha! Sabi na e. Puro na lang cuck ang nasa isip!
C3PO tells the couple to get a room. In Chinese.
Obi Wan is confused. So am I.
Yoda insists..
...and explains that the person he once knew noed longer is.
Geologic change. Tambling.
I'm not into strong and big, I can't walk with you evar!...atleast ang pagkakaintindi ko sa sinabi niya sa baba.
LIER KA RIN!
I have heard enough!
Darth Vader: NOOOOOOOOOOOO! (hindi ko na kinaya talaga ang translation.

Palakpakan.

[Music of the Moment: Shake It Off- Mariah Carey]
[Mood: ]

Akihabara, Tokyo, Yokohama

2005-07-28T19:54:00.000+08:00

got such a shock just a while ago. Pag log in ko sa office, routine na for me to check everythang- emails, personals, blogs- pero nagulantang na lang ang pagkatao ko (haha. I exaggerate) nung nabasa ko yung isang tag sa blogspot account ko.

Ron: cool bog, I never thought u really had the talents to do this. my blog is trash when i visited ur site..

(oo na gets ko ibig niyang sabihin, pero hindi yun ang kinagulat ko)

It was Ron, a former Don Bosco schoolmate. Ron! Grabe. (O.A. na ba ako? Pasensiya na. Emotional lang e.) Kasi naman, I miss him a lot. All I can say is he's been one heck of a good friend. Early bloomer siya. Isa siya sa mga kaibigan I found the "formative" years of my life. Grabe, mega flash back naman ang utak ko. Ron was one of the most prominent "divalettes" way back when. Ka-level niya noon sila Toshi and Martin (from previous posts). Kung pwede nga lang mag long gown at mag suot sila ng korona at magdala ng scepter gagawin nila.

Nuong mga panahon na yun, confused pa ako. Iniisip ko pa ng masinsinan kung bakit parang naaatract ako sa kapwa ko. Sila, kilalang kilala na nila ang mga sarili. Kaya nga palaging mainit sila sa paningin ng administration. Sumbong to the highest heavens ang mga teachers kaya mega higpit ng mga prayle, este pari, sa 'min. Palagi kaming nira-round up, The Crucible-style (at ako si Wynona! Ha!). Ang edict nila Father Rector/Mother Superiora e parang "Kami lang dapat ang mga naka long gown dito!".

Pero papahuli ba naman kami? Siyempre hindi. We always found ways to convene. Diba nga may kasabihan? Mas exciting pag may sense of danger (of being caught)? Kaya ayun. While the mayordomas are looking the other way, the little girls had their fun and play. Haaaay. Those were the days. Sad nga lang at he left us sometime in Highschool.

Fast forward to college. Remember ko, ROTC pa nun (oo na! Nung 2001, required ang ROTC! Che!) nung bumulaga sakin ang mukha ni Ron. Nagpaka green mamang may pana din pala si Ganda. We had a choice kung anong ROTC kukunin namin, either the regular one or the Community Service. Being the civic-minded zzzitizens that we are, we chose the path less-trodden. We regretted it later on. Napasubo kami.

Pero it was fun naman kahit papano. Nagtransform kami into student teachers for the little kids of a district in Caloocan. Yes, Caloocan. Can you imagine the commute time from Taft to this far flung place? Peste nga yung mga ka-group naming mga straight guys (literally, flowers among the thorns kami). Kung ano anong excuse for them to not to go to the place. Kaya ang labas namin ay dalawang misyonaryong dalaga. hahah.

And then there was graduation.

The 2 years and some months after that I've been working, we'd only seen each other once or twice. The latest being just a few months ago.

Kaya nga ang laki na lang ng ikinagulat ko nung binasa ko blog mo!

Anong bandila na ang pinagmamasdan niya sa bawat araw?

Sagot nga ba...?

Magkahalong inis at great pride ang naramdaman ko. Nainis ako sayo, bruha ka, kasi hindi ka man lang nagpaalam. Naglaho ka na lang parang bula dito, tapos biglang sulpot a thousand miles away. Dahil diyan, di kita mapapatawad!

....choz.

Actually, I'm so proud of you. I know your living your dreams now. Small step pa lang yan. You've got the rest of your life ahead of you.

ps:
You HAVE got to teach me how to read/speak/understand Nihonggo. Para naman yung obsession ko for anime and Japanese made products (and siguro men na rin. haha) e magkaroon ng justification.

behind him is the Queen's Tower and the Tokyo Ferris Wheel.
(o ayan, teeny weeny na ang pic mo ha. walang angalan).

"Tayo po ay magpalakpakan. Isa na namang Pilipino ang masasalba sa kahirapan!"

But seriously, this birthed a whole lot of meandering thoughts for me. What am I still doing here? What has this country left to offer me? I've already given enough of me to it, I guess its about time for me to ask something in return. Will this country forever look up to other nations and never the other way around? I have made a compromise with myself. The year next would be the deciding factor. If things do not pick up still, I just have two things to say:

Sayonara Manila, Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu Tokyo!

[Music of the Moment: Devil In Me - Utada Hikaru ]
[Mood: looking out my (local) window ]

We Did It Again

2005-07-27T15:12:00.000+08:00

ne of my officemates (from the company that cannot be named) - a true, red blooded screaming homosexual -and damn proud of it- had reached a new level of celebrity.

After the ChonaMae Banaag fame (c/o Francis, another P.S. luminary), someone had once again risen to the spotlight. Itago na lang natin siya sa pangalang Mel C., the domain master of THIRDSEXINTHECITY.blogspot.com is one proud daddy/mommy. What started out as a blog to vent out his frustrations, turned into a massive hit. He told his story - his loves, his sexual fantasies, his sexual escapades, his everything. Theres a ton of gay related sites out there (ahem, this being one, ahem) but he took on a new twist. Rather than shying away from using the gay lingo (gaysplook, if I may) at the fear of alienating straight people, he went for it. Half the fun is trying to decode what he's saying. (Yes, he authored the now infamous STARIRAY WARS that you might have recieved thru email) I, for one, who has a Summa Cum Laude in Gaysplookology could not reach his PHD level in the vernacular. Aside from his life stories, he took on movie scripts, and even political satire and added a dash of pink to it. And look where it got him.

He just landed a movie contract for his blog. Read: A freakin' MOVIE DEAL. Although, I'm not allowed to speak about which studio it is, nor what the details are, let me just say that this studio took a liking to his blog's universal appeal and they wanted to include it as a part of their family.

Ang galing mo, sister! Nung isang araw nagla-lunch lang tayo sa Kitaro sa RCBC at tinatarayan ang shonga shongang waitress (dahil nung sumenyas tayo ng bill, binigyan tayo ng tissue), ngayon celebrity ka na! If I may, please make sure you have a say in the casting department. Kunin mo si Dennis Trillo as the protagonist. Or Luis Alandy. Or some fresh new talent basta drop dead gorgeous to take a stab at the homophobic sector of the society. That would be so...hot.

Hay. Ako kaya. Ang blog ko kelan? hahah. Dream on!

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In other matters, lovely Aggie had just joined this contest. Please, please, please click on the banners below. (if they do not appear, click on them anyway. I assure you, its bug free.)

Prizes at stake. And if she wins this, there's a huge possibility that her wedding pix would be COVERED ON THE WEDDING MAGAZINE!
Love you, girl! Hope you bag this.

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shet. eto pala feeling ng napapalibutan ng celebrity. kakainggit. hehe.

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EDIT: I HAVE TO SAY THIS!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GARCI CARLO!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GARCI C.J.!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GARCI Bovine Diva!!!

Isang tao lang yan. Tatlo for goodluck and more blessings in life. Carlo, you're one heck of a person, even if other people (ahem, Es...., ahem) think otherwise. A jewel in any person's friends list. You surely are in mine. Kahit na walang lakad natin ang natuloy ever, We love you, mother! :)

[Music of the Moment: Behind These Hazel Eyes - Kelly Clarkson ]
[Mood: (surrounded) ]

La Gloria Magnifica

2005-07-26T20:09:00.000+08:00

You might be living under a rock if you haven't heard about GMA's latest SONA. It was concise, mataray and glaringly short. How apt. How becoming.

At dahil halos lahat na ng blogger sa kanayunan would ramble on about what part of the SONA irked them- whether the Cha-cha movement, or the apparent avoidance of the allegations- ako let me just blog about something more mundane. Something more profound...ng slight.

Let me talk about the baro't saya ni Gloria.

Its blue. Elegant blue, with sequins like theres no tomorrow. It provided a sharp contrast to her Filipina skin tone. Blue is a symbol of bravery and defiance. Its also the color of peace. It says "leave me be".

And did you notice her jewelry? Sources told me that these were in fact, family heirlooms. Specifically, prize possessions of Eva Macapagal (GMA's mother) who, in her illustrious tenure as the first lady, she was often billed as the Empress Dowager of the Philippines. A litten kitten projecting an image of a tiger. She roars.

However no matter what she says now would fall on brittle soil. The rot is seeping through. We see groups here and there sashaying their banners and chanting their battle cries. They refuse anything the government gives them, they find fault in everything the government does. That enthusiasm could have been used for more productive endeavors. They're dissatisfied that the government isn't giving them any livelihood? Why don't they just pool whatever they have and start helping themselves instead of relying on an institution that is useless to begin with?

When I open the T.V. and happen upon the news channel, my mind fires up its defense mechanism and automatically drowns out the garbage that is spewing from the frothy mouths of Pro- and Anti- organizations. Too much of which would contaminate my mind as well. This country is going to the rabid dogs. What Rizal referred to as social cancer is now a full blast debility and we are being eaten alive from within.

Just you wait. In 5 years, this country would be a wasteland (not that it isn't, at present, but I mean a REAL wasteland.)

I guess I'll never live to see the golden days.

Magnificently Macabre!

[Music of the Moment: I Love You, Goodbye -I might take this song literally, and just pack my bags and leave this hell hole. ]
[Mood: the dream is dead ]

Boiling Water With Your Birthday Candles

2005-07-22T17:55:00.000+08:00

Just a thought. If we put a candle every year on our birthday cake, how much water can it boil? Far off, no? I've got way too much idle time on my hands. Coincidentally, I found a link that answers exactly just that:

You entered: 11/30/1982
You were born on a Tuesday -->ironically the day I despise the most.
under the astrological sign Sagittarius.
Your Life path number is 7.

The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2445303.5.
The golden number for 1982 is 7.
The epact number for 1982 is 5.
The year 1982 was not a leap year.

As of 7/22/2005 5:51:53 AM CDT
You are 22 years old.
You are 272 months old.
You are 1,181 weeks old.
You are 8,270 days old.
You are 198,485 hours old.
You are 11,909,151 minutes old.
You are 714,549,113 seconds old. -->how's that for accuracy huh? Upon the time of posting I grew x milliseconds older. Eew.

There are 131 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 23 candles on it. -->they just have to include this.

Those 23 candles produce 23 BTU's,
or 5,796 calories of heat (that's only 5.7960 food Calories!) .
You can boil 2.63 US ounces of water with that many candles. --> and this.

Your birthstone is Citrine
Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewlers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)
Yellow Topaz, Pearl, Diamond --> duh. Best friend ko yun e. choz.

Your birth tree is

Ash Tree, the Ambition
Uncommonly attractive -->(haha. like aliens?), vivacious, impulsive, demanding, does not care for criticism, ambitious, intelligent, talented, likes to play with its fate, can be egoistic, very reliable and trustworthy, faithful and prudent lover, sometimes brains rule over heart, but takes partnership very serious. -->ahem. yes, yes and yes. Eeriely accurate.

There are 156 days till Christmas 2005!

The moon's phase on the day you were
born was full. -->cool. Warrior princess anyone? :)
Tuesday, November 30, 1982
Moon's age (days): 14
Distance (Earth radii): 57.01
Percent Illumination 99.84%
Ecliptic latitude (degrees): -2.67
Ecliptic longitude (degrees): 60.10

Come. Get yours here.

Happy weekends everyone.

[Music of the Moment: Burn - Usher playing looped to eternity ]
[Mood: idle ]

D.G.O. (Dog Gone Ode)

2005-07-20T22:52:00.000+08:00

When you first stepped into my life, I didn't like you. You were a hog for attention. Everyone kept on wooing you, kept on repeating how adorable you are. You responded with those big, black, button eyes. You left your mess about the house, yet no one seemed to notice. I abhored you. You weren't even well bred.

But then you got to me.

Little by little you warmed up to me. I mean, heck you still crap like crazy, you still hump our legs (ala Fockers), you still eat like a pig - but hey. You're one little ball of fuzz that can not be unloved.

I love you for the fact that you have a penchant for posing in front of the camera. (Sounds...familiar). I love you because my sisters love you. I love you because my mother loves you a whole lot (eventhough she gave you this name that you must bear in shame for the rest of your canine years).

Every time I come home, you're ugly mug greets me - no matter what time of night I walk up the stairs. You would even bring me my slippers (if only you can tell which slipper matches which).

The break of day would be the only time of rest for you. Understandably, this is the only time when the house seems empty. This is the only time when you could nuzzle up in some comfty spot somewhere in the house, never leaving your favorite blanky, of course.

You've got a construction worker's name, thank my mom for that, but who cares? I call you by a different one anyway. Often when I look at your mug, I see an askal. But sometimes when I squint good enough, I see a golden labrador. Labraskal. Why not? Pwede rin Askalador, juxtapose a letter and you get Alaskador. Cool, huh? At least you don't have existential issues (or at least, I hope you won't).

But for whatever reason you were shoved into my life, I care not.
Here's a cheery thought for you. I'd rather see your sneering, ugly mug than some person I know. And that's saying a lot.

I hate you. Yeah. I do. Really. ;P

ps: Its odd I know, I've been blogging about you for the longest time
yet this is the first time I'm showing the world your mugshot. I know you won't mind, you cam-whoredog, you.

[Music of the Moment: A little tinkling bell meant to signal something ]
[Mood: doggy-style]

Comment Of The Week

2005-07-19T18:14:00.000+08:00

Thursday Night behind (the company that must not be named) Center - Ayala, Makati.

(on a lunch break. Choosing between the two KTVs behind the building...yes...KTVs..)
Garci* Paolo: Oh! Saan niyo gusto?
Garci Derrick: Dun na lang sa enclosed para hindi naman tayo langawin. haha.
Garci Candy: Sige! dun na lang.
Garci Paolo: Naku! Dami pala nagiinuman. Look.
Garci Derrick: Dun na lang sa open air, no choice.
Garci Paolo: Eew! Meron din. Paano yan? Baka paglabas natin gumigripo na ang tagiliran natin.
Garci Candy: Oo nga! Scary!
Garci Derrick: Deadma na. Ayoko na rin dito. Malamang kelangan uminom ka. Sa iba na lang bukas, lunch time ulit.
Garci Paolo: Hindi pwede, wala na akong pasok. Rest day ko na, nho.
Garci Candy: Sa lingo na lang kaya?
Garci Paolo: Heller, may pasok na ako sa Sunday.

Garci Derrick: Lam ko na: Saturday night! Sa Synder. Ganda dun. They have the works. Sound system, price, ambiance...winner!
Garci Paolo: Check ko sched ko. Pero Pwede! Why not? Rest day ko naman.
Garci Candy: PwEs! MaG-aBsEnT kA!
Garci Paolo & Derrick: ???@@@!!!

Labs you, Candy girl! Sikat ka na. :)

*Garci = Badinggarci. Move over "Becky". May kapalit ka na sa vocabulary ko. :)

[Music of the Moment: Hello Garci ringtone ]
[Mood: Lolzing ]

Starting Right

2005-07-18T23:12:00.000+08:00

Do you smell the Monday air?

For some it reeks. For me, it just feels...right. It the complete antidote to a weekend of whorish fun.

The weekend that had past was for me a study of the colorful tribe.

Friday
I had two boys at the same time...Ha! I mean to meet up for the night. Martin texted me just a few hours before the end of my shift that he wants to drive around. I said yes...forgetting the fact that I said exactly the same thing to Jayzee, who texted me an hour earlier. Oh well, I thought this would be good. You could never find two people who are more situated on the opposite sides of the spectrum than these two. And I was not disappointed.

Jayzee was a former officemate of mine. He left (the company that must not be named, lest internet spiders pick it up and I get a subpoena for Insider Trading violations) on a sad note. I miss him a lot.

Martin (from a few entries back) is a highschool friend. He's a looker, alright, and currently he's trying to find his place in the (showbiz) sun. But the catch is, he's as pink as a fairy.

Jayzee believes that we are made to play around, Martin believes that we should pay to go forward. Jayzee likes 'em boys ruff and straight actin, Martin loves 'em..well, straight. Jayzee is the one who leaves 'em boys cryin, Martin does the drama special. Jayzee is butch, Martin is a queen.

Despite these contradictions, surprisingly, these two jived well. And Greenbelt 3 can not be more of a perfect setting for our midnight rendezvous. Looking forward to the next cup of coffee, ladies.

Saturday
Saturdays are usually couch potato time for me. I just lounge around the house, catch up on DVDs, shows, my games and whatnots. But this Saturday was different. Val and Poy was celebrating their (gasp) 33rd month together. Do the math. They're just 3 months shy of 3 years. And this was an important event for them, hence they wanted to make the night special. Of course, I was honored to have an invitation from them. These two are the sweetest, most beautiful (gay) couple I've seen. And it can't get any more real than this. They've been through a lot in their lives. Ika nga, subok na matatag. Short background lang, their love affair blossomed while they were in their teens in Davao. They told me, gay men are different in Davao.

In Davao, gay men, in our point of view, have a more conservative view on life. I guess that's expected, however, looking at the big picture, its not actually a bad thing.

We went to Malate that Saturday night. No, not to mingle with the mindless superficial drones there, but to visit Synder (a bar where you can consider us stock owners by now. Ha!) These two have the same passion for singing. The place was packed to the rafters however, Ian and I was able to get a room. So the four of us spent a while doing renditions. I just have to note this here for posterity's sake: Val can do a fake-whistle (actually, its more like a real whistle, yet make it sound like its his voice) that no one I know can match. He can really hit that high note...in a way. Its so convincing, some beautiful boy (whom I'll never name) in Malate fell for him. Head over heels. Yes, because he can sing. I can see those bewildered looks. Believe you me people, weirder things have happened in Malate that may never get to writing.

We then headed for a late night Comedy bar session. Fortunately, they took me to this place with really good performers. I'm not really a fan of Comedy bar humor (sorry, Val and Paolo, I just have to say this) because I don't dig the substitution of sexual innuendos and incredulous behaviour as funny. I've been scathed by a lot of these bars before, I held on to my seat expecting the same fate. However, Bassilica really brings it. I'm not saying that they don't have 'those' types of performers, however they have the right mix.

And I fell in love with one of the performers there. Well, not love-love, but love-in-an-admiring-kind-a-way love. He was lackluster in the funny department, but when he opened his mouth to sing, I almost fell to the ground. He can put Martin Nievera out of business. Having someone's voice isn't necessarily a good thing, but I don't care. He swept me off my feet. And technically, he's better than Mr. Nievera (comin from a Martin fan, thats VERY hard to say).

The show ended sometime around 3am, and 3am is still way too early for us vampires. We headed back to Synder, but had to wait for a room. Luckily the ever accomodating manager Aiko (unique name, and quite hot) told us that he'll personally reserve a room for us. Nice. While waiting, we lounged at the second floor Val looked out the window out to the crowd below. He asked this miss universe-lite question: In a place like these, where you could almost smell the raw sexual energy emanating from people who, although dressed differently, look exactly the same - in stance, in positioning, in the goal to get laid - how do you stand out?

Ha! Answer it yourself. However, while we're waiting, I noticed this guy who kept on flashing them beamers at little old me. So, instead of waiting for a room to be vacated, I had to do something. I approached him and asked if we can share the room. He was more than welcoming. With him in the room are 2 other, equally hot boys. Waiting over, room acquired, and potential hook ups laid before us. This is so much fun.

I however could not wait till they leave the room to us. haha.

The night/day ended on a (bad pun alert!) high note. Val and Poy headed home to rest them tushies, while Ian and I went to Pancake House in beautiful Greenbelt (its the only place thats open) and had a delectable breakfast.

Overture:
Monday may be a bitter pill, but its a perfect anti-climax. I went to my office with a huge smile on my face.

[Music of the Moment: The Search Is Over - from Vital Signs by Survivor ]
[Mood: on the inside looking out ]

See How It Pours

2005-07-15T21:16:00.000+08:00

The rain.

It's humbling. \ Little drops

That can restrain you
... to stay.

Bound.
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Have a good (preferably dry) weekends everyone!

[Music of the Moment: This Used To Be My Playground - Madonna ]
[Mood: |-me-| ]

I've Got The Best Of 'Em

2005-07-14T21:13:00.000+08:00

Much to the chagrin of the office IT personel, I've found my wormhole to blogging dimension again! Take that, fools!

This calls for a celebration.
(to start with, I've flooded you guys with back entries. Feels good writing again)

p.s. Salamat Val! Ibinalik mo sanity ko! :)

[Music of the Moment: Heartbreaker - Mariah Carey ]
[Mood: celebutante ]

Going Back To Basics (part 2 of an undetermined number of parts)

2005-07-14T21:07:00.000+08:00

Nasa kalahati na ng taon. When you think about it, walang pakundangan ang time no? It rushes past you in blazing speeds. Good luck na lang sayo kung maiwanan ka. Sige isa na namang cliche: Time is what you make of it. Haaay. True. And I'm so glad I've blazed the trail so far.

Here's a thought: I think my life is not just a silverscreen blockbuster, isa na rin itong best-seller na novel at the same time. Pano ba naman, I got a hefty budget from the Executive Producer e kaya may offshoot na. And since inuulanan ko naman ng cliche tong post na to, maka gawa naman ng sarili kong qoutable qoute: "Your life is the greatest movie that can never be filmed". Look about you, you'll be in such a fantastic set, under superb lighting, a very unpredictable and well written script and you'll be interacting with a stellar cast.

Speaking of stellar, may napupuna lang ako. As some characters get booted off my show, there is always that plot twist na may dadagdag na bago. A few entries back, I was dramatizing the fact that one of my eternal shebang girl friends (Cris) would be leaving the company (THAT can not be named!). Siguro, hindi na siya masyadong type ng mga producer at syempre the guys from the scriptwriting department had to write her off, of course without the histrionics like: car falling off a cliff; or acquiring and dying of some exotic disease that has no cure; or having to go to another country because her rich tita had just kicked the bucket and she was left with a hefty mana. Syempre no! Hindi chepangga ang mga writers ko! De calibre! Ayun, we still keep in touch naman. Every Sunday is considered our girl out session.

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So a chapter closes, another season begins. Enter stage right dalawang nilalang: Val and Paulo (i-lilink ko sana mga blog nila kaya lang, they value their privacy...choz). Lovers extraordinaire and dalawang ito. My concept of forever is 6 months thanks to Mr. Wonderwall (uy, nagno nostalgic chenes!), but these two..these two have been together, ika nga ni Julie Andrews, as old as the hills (with matching vibrato like theres no tomorrow). In a few months, they'll be breaking the 3 year threshold. Grabe no? In our world, or as I happen to say to one of my shebang girls: in gay years (parang dog years) thats times 2! Imagine 6 years? Isa lang masasabi ko: ladies, you are made of sterner stuff.

When I first saw these two, natarayan ako sa kanila. Pano ba naman, they keep on talking in their native vernacular na -in all truth and fairness- nakaka-alienate. Oh, let me rephrase that. Para silang from another planet and they want to see our leaders! Sila ang alien! (Peace tayo, dalawang dilag!) However there was this one time that forged a friendship between the lovers and me. Alala mo yung mga commercial ng Chevron-Texaco (locally known as Caltex) sa Discovery Channel? Theres always that Defining Moment that changes the route of your journey. Rumampage kami. (more on that in future entries)

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Overtime:
What's with all these rallies spewing absurdities left and right? People Power 3? Ayala People Power 1? Bakit may number? Ibig sabihin ba nila, they'll make sequels na kakaboog pa sa trilogy ng Lord of The Rings or six-ology ng StarWars? Baka naman gusto nilang gawing Roman Numerals para pormal? What's happening to our society? Mob rule?

Think about it, the rallyistas on the streets led by Rez Cortes (and the conniving politician in the background) number in the thousands. The mandate given to GMA in the electoral process was given to her by people numbering in the MILLIONS. Kahit sabihin nating nandaya siya, you could only move votes in the thousands or even hundreds of thousands if your a really efficient lowlife. Pero millions are millions. Kasama dyan ang collective voice ng Visayas at Mindanao. Bat napaka smug ng mga taga Manila that they are the "voice of the people"? If I can see a rally ng at least a million taxpayers, then siguro may substance pa yang kilusan na yan.

At speaking of the obvious lack of taxpayer representation, let me echo the question of Makati workers like me (our new building -company that can not be named- Center, is deadsmack at the head of Ayala Street): BAKIT ang mga nagwawalang mga rallyista ay mga mukhang nandun lang para manggulo? Worst yet, mga muka silang hinakot from somewhere, transported to the venue, and got paid for a day of "civic service"? To all the Trapo politicians out there hear this: there are people in this city who weren't born yesterday. We can smell your scum from a mile away. Ang cheap ng mga tactics niyo to make it appear na there are a number of people who support your ungodly cause! Nakaka perwisyo kayo sa trabaho namin. While we work our asses off to fill the coffers na kinukurakot niyo, ito igaganti niyo samin! And WHY AYALA, MAKATI? Hindi ko ba nabasa ang memo na may office pala dito si GMA? (sarcasm) Asan ba ang Malacanang? Diba MALAYO sa Makati? Bat dito kayo naghahasik ng mga idelohiyang bulok? Hindi si GMA ang pagreresignin niyo pag pinagpatuloy niyo pa to. Foreign Investors (which our country sorely needs)!

Hay! Tama na!

~and that rant was brought to you by the letters P and I. bow.

[Music of the Moment: Sobra Na! Tama Na! -chanting in my head ]
[Mood: nostalgic and looking forward at the same time]

Now Ain't It The Sh*t?

2005-07-14T21:06:00.000+08:00

MEMO TO ALL EMPLOYEES:

In order to assure the highest levels of quality work and productivity from employees, it will be our policy to keep all employees well-trained through our program of SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING (S.H.I.T.).

We are trying to give our employees more S.H.I.T. than anyone else. If you feel that you do not receive your share of S.H.I.T. on the course, please see your supervisor.

You will be immediately placed at the top of the S.H.I.T. list, and our supervisors are especially skilled at seeing you get all the S.H.I.T you can handle.

Employees who don't take their S.H.I.T. will be placed in DEPARTMENTAL EMPLOYEE EVALUATION PROGRAMS (D.E.E.P.S.H.I.T.).

Those who fail to take D.E.E.P.S.H.I.T. seriously will have to go to EMPLOYEE ATTITUDE TRAINING (E.A.T.S.H.I.T.).

Since our supervisors took S.H.I.T. before they were promoted, they don't have to do S.H.I.T. anymore, and are all full of S.H.I.T. already.

If you are full of S.H.I.T., you may be interested in a job teaching others. We can add your name to our BASIC UNDERSTANDING LIST of LEADERS (B.U.L.L.S.H.I.T.).

For employees who are intending to pursue a career in management and consulting, we will refer you to the department of MANAGERIAL OPERATIONAL RESEARCH EDUCATION (M.O.R.E.S.H.I.T). This course emphasizes how to manage M.O.R.E. S.H.I.T.

If you have further questions, please direct them to our HEAD OF TEACHING, SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING (H.O.T.S.H.I.T.).

Thank you,

BOSS IN GENERAL, SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING (B.I.G.S.H.I.T.)

P.S.: Now send this S.H.I.T. to 5 people who need S.H.I.T. in their life, just not the same person who sent you this S.H.I.T. They have already had their fill of S.H.I.T.!!!

Thank you for your time.

Sincerely,

DIRECTOR UNDER THE MAIN BUREAU OF SUPER HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING

(The "D.U.M.B.S.H.I.T.")

(thanks Marco)

[Music of the Moment: That Banana Song by Gwen Stefani]
[Mood: B-A-N-A-N-A-S!]