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Break-up

2007-10-19T17:07:00.001+08:00

Blogspot, break na tayo.
Kami na ni Wordpress.

:p
Yeah. I don't like to put drama in goodbyes...

Visit me here:
http://psychosomaticaddictinsane.wordpress.com/

2007-10-16T22:24:00.000+08:00

I'm sick again. :( Sakitin ampotah. Siguro kasi I wasn't breastfed when I was little. Pero Milo Kid naman ako. Batang Star Margarine pa. :\

It was Sunday after lunch when I felt my temperature rising. Punyeta, 40 degrees! I called my Sup and told him I wouldn't be able to go work the following day. So there. Hindi na ako nagmamartyr-martyran masyado na even if I'm sick, I still drag my ass to work. Hmmm... well, at least not much nemore. I managed to go to work earlier, with a supply of all sorts of pain reliever.

I feel the pain crawling up my left back again. It's not the kind of mind-blowing pain I felt last July, but it's enough to scare me and trigger me to ask for repentance for all the possible causes of the pain's comeback.

Last year, the doctor said the causes of my SP were the following: stress, puyat, and overfatigue. Susmariosep, obvious na work ang salarin. Kaya nga nagresign eh. So now? I can't say my new work's been stressing me. Well, yeah, but not much. Pag Wednesday lang. Calibration kasi.

I could only think of one reason why I've been stressed, sleep-deprived, and tired as of late.

Fukk. I hate that everything has to have a price. But for my health, I'd give up anything and anybody. Or something and someone.

According to my entry last July 9,

"In the past 11 days, I have experienced two of the most painful things any
human being could ever experience.

Pneumonia and heartbreak."

Ang kulit ko naman kasi. I should really stop being a masochist. People should also stop being sadists. Ano ba. Stop tolerating me! Stop taking advantage of my weakening self-control! :p

Anyway, to kick off some patches of stress, we watched Stardust last night. Akalain mo 'yun. Nakatungtong ako uli sa sinehan. At take note, sa ATC pa. The movie was cute. Witch si Michelle Pfiffer. Bading si Robert de Niro. Usual hard to achieve pretty girl si Sienna Miller *drools*. Cute si Tristan, but not my type. (Mark Ruffalo's character in 13 Going on 30 pa rin! Haha, surprising choice?) Si Claire Danes, gusto ko pa rin bugbugin, pero hunos-dili muna ako since I like her role in Stardust. Remember, I LOVE stars? May claim pa ako na the closest to the moon is MINE. (Pwera sa sun.) Parang may pinupunit na parte ng puso ko when she professed her love for Tristan the rodent. Why? Eh hopeless romantic ako eh. Break it down. I'm hopeless and I'm romantic. *tee-hee* Gah. Watch the movie na nga lang.

I just rememembered, if only Ate Dona could read this, matatawa na naman sa akin yun.
PINUPUNIT NA PARTE NG PUSO?
I don't think naka-get over na siya sa hirit ko na, "sasabog na ang puso ko" and "masisiraan na ako ng bait"

I think i better sleep now. Puyat lang 'to. :)

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I know I've been blogging a whole lotta nonsense entries lately. I'm deliberately doing it. I just don't want you to be part of my life's drama... yet.

Hollowblocks and Butterflies

2007-10-13T23:37:00.000+08:00

Main Entry: Hollowblock Moment
Function: noun
Date: 2006

1 : a moment of pain, fear, anxiety, or anger
2 : a time when the chest is heaving with a negative feeling as heavy as a hollowblock
3 : Iya's sasabog ang puso moment

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My Hollowblock Moments this week:

Wednesday and Thursday nights. Same shit, different day. Same person, different feeling. There is a reason why I hate C5 and why I always make sure my cellphone batt won't get empty. (9 hollowblocks)

Angela telling me that our fave male cousin got into a vehicular accident. I was informed he fractured his jaw and he needs an operation. However, when I called him in his mobile, he was still the one who answered the phone. He doesn't need an operation he said, because he can move his jaw. Potah. Ang daldal pa nga eh. *whew* Thank God Kuya Edmund's ok. (10 hollowblocks)

Former company not giving me the COE format that I specifically requested. Ah tangina. I feel like bitchslapping Ms. Navarro back to hell. (8 hollowblocks)

My last day of classes in PHCM. I hate buh-bye's. This is the type of buh-bye without a see-you-later. =( (7 hollowblocks)

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Main Entry: Butterfly Attack
Function: noun
Date: 2007

1 : a moment of happiness or euphoria
2 : uber kilig experience

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This week's Butterfly Attacks:

*bleep bleep* Bleep bleep nga sabi eh. (5 butterflies, 5 fireflies :p)

Itago na lang natin siya sa pangalang KING has a crush on me daw. Amazing. I don't know yet if this is true. I'll know next week. I can't wait for that lunch date. :p If the chismis isn't true, keri lang. It's not like I have a crush on him, too. But well, yeah, he IS cute. And smart. And he can write!!! At ang pinaka-importante sa lahat, SINGULAR siya! Hahahaha. (8 butterflies)

Single like L. Itago na lang natin siya sa pangalang Lim. I'm not yet sure if he's half-Chinese. He used to date my friend's ex-gf. So ang gulo. But he's persistent and I like that. Pero mas gusto ko 'yung idea na ikukuha n'ya ako ng something sa somewhere kahit hindi naman kami close. Haha. And did I mention he's single? Mwehehe. (7 butterflies)

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Now I'm just waiting for the perfect Hollowblock-Butterfly Moment. I can sense it. Coming closer.

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listening to: Dogstar - Goodbye

A Goodbye and An Ultimatum

2007-10-08T23:59:00.000+08:00

Sad sad.

Coach said it's his last day with us today. Major kadramahan moment over Starbucks lattes and frappes. Kasi naman. We thought he'd leave us on the 15th pa. Tapos, he declared this afternoon na he has to go back to his account already. Hiniram lang kasi s'ya ng recruitment sa Operations. :( Wala na. Graveyard shift na s'ya uli starting tomorrow. :(

Anyhoodles, it's not like iiwan na n'ya kami forever or sinusundo na s'ya ni Lord. Magkaka-iba lang kami ng "time zone".

Semi-goodbye lang, pero ouch pa rin. :~( Penge nga ng Kleenex.

Since nasa usapang goodbye na tayo, dapat yata magset na ako ng ultimatum. Nahihirapan na ako. Baka atakihin na ako sa puso or magka-cancer na ako sa pag-supress ng mga bagay-bagay. Wala itong kinalaman sa work, family, barkada, spiritual life, and school. So, I guess that leaves
us with 2 popular choices. Pili ka na lang kung ano. L-word one or L-word two? :p

Punyetang ultimatum ito. The last time I set a serious ultimatum was sometime 2004. September 21 yata 'yung na-set ko na date. The day arrived and what I was waiting for didn't. Yung kasama ko pa uminom, nagrequest pa sa waiter na patugtugin 'yung What Might Have Been. Darkness! Killer talaga! Ang ending? Naglasing yata ako sa Katipunan. Hahaha. But I'm stronger now. Hindi na ako maglalasing...

Manlalalake na lang ako!

Sama ka?

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listening to: Rihanna feat Ne-Yo - Hate That I Love You

Nothing is BTS.

2007-10-08T23:53:00.000+08:00

It's bad enough that there's BTS in Gayuma. Bona Cafe has BTS, too.

For those of you who do not know, BTS means Better Than Sex. Clearly, there is nothing better than sex. So, this cake is purely kalokohan. It's just Devil's Foodcake baptized with a misleading name.

They better rename it to BWS, BBS, or BAS. Basta not BTS!

I repeat, there is nothing better than sex. Except for more sex! (Haha, I'm not being promiscuous. This is an inside joke.)

Fine. There is something better.

LOVE.

But not today!

2007-10-07T23:34:00.000+08:00

Lauren,

If you're as good as Anj, you would have stalked me back now.

Here's the thing, make time for your boyfriend!!! uTANG na loob! Don't act as if you're the only one who has a career, a hectic sched, and pressing priorities. Tangina mo! We're no different in that aspect. It's just that, I know how to manage my time and you fucking don't.

Don't even dare tell me that the distance is killing you. San Francico and Paranaque, understandable. Sydney and Quezon City, understandable. But if we're talking about two cities in Metro Manila..... Tsk, tsk! You self-centered little bitch. If you really love your boyfriend, you'd think isang cartwheel lang ang distance n'yan! Whatever happened to meeting halfway? How about going the extra mile?

What is it that you want? What is it that you really need? Kasama pa ba s'ya? If you don't want him anymore, if you don't need him anymore, let him go.

Let go of him now because I don't think I can give him up.

-- Elizabeth

Pinprick

2007-10-07T22:41:00.000+08:00

"I guess that's how you started like a pinprick to my heart but at this point you rush right through me and I start to drown... My bitter pill to swallow is the silence that I keep that poisons me I can't swim free the river is too deep."

Indigo Girls - Ghost

Oh the planned randomness!

2007-10-05T22:40:00.000+08:00

Vincent asked me, "Why do you have a devilish smile?"
My new mobile no. is 09178666*** It's my Lucy Line. >:p

I need to get get my Certificate of Employment and Quit Claim from my previous company.
I miss hardcore teaching. But I don't miss the take home work. And I soooooo definitely don't miss Magister!

Zac Efron is the shit.
Shit si Britney Spears!

T-Pain's Bartender reminds me so much of The Afterparty. This reminds me, I should see him soon. I owe him breakfast. And he owes me an explanation. Nyahaha.

I want to cook breakfast for someone. This person does not owe me anything.

May gusto ako sipain sa mukha kasi hindi marunong magreply.
Last Tuesday ko pa tinetext.
Pakkshet. Baka patay na siya?

Please, if you know G, let me know if he's still alive. If he still is, please kill him for me.

Me: Kaw May, nakapagcheat ka na sa bf mo?
May: Hindi PA! Ikaw Pat?
Pat: Oo! Kaso lang, sa panget pa. As in. Saksakan ng panget. Pero mabait.
Me: Sana kung magchi-cheat dun ka na lang sa gwapo na masama ang ugali!
Pat: Eh ikaw, Iya, have you ever cheated?
Me: Never.
May: Ulul!
Me: Never nga!
Pat: Ano ka. Eh si 30 mins ka eh!
May: haha. Thirty minutes! Yan na tawag ko sa'yo!
Me: Naman, 45 nga!

Numbers, numbers...
I surpassed the qualified applicants quota today. I needed -2. Yes, negative 2. I qualified 12. But I'm behind when it comes to call outs. Like behind 54 calls. =\ I can't finger the phonepad properly like I can with the biometrics kasi eh. Hahahaha!

I wasted 5 important days because of afterwork. Well, it's not entirely my fault. Wait. It's NOT my fault. It's not my fault I'm a girl.

I need a VL. Take me away, then blow my theory apart.

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listening to: T-Pain -Bartender

It's ending...

2007-10-04T23:39:00.000+08:00

Just give it up. There is nothing to let go.

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listening to : Fliter - Take a Picture

You make me feel like playing the part.

2007-09-30T22:58:00.000+08:00

There's a part that I've been avoiding to play for years. It's the part that would require me to bare who I am. Bare all of me! The known and the hidden. I have never let anyone of your kind to unravel my complexities and obscurities, but there is something about you that comforts me and gives me confidence.

If I play the part, will you understand the spectrum of my thoughts? Will you fathom the depth of my curious soul? Will you breathe on my nape and tell me that you don't understand but will try to do so?

Or will you open your eyes but fail to see?

If you see me and see through my brokenness, I will heal faster than a wound kissed. I will soar higher than a shining angel. I will embrace your set of strengths and scars. I will cradle you in my love. I will not give up on you and letting go will never be an option for me.

Oh, you make me feel like playing the part.

And for you, I might just live it.

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listening to: Dishwalla - Every Little Thing

Music & Lyrics & Mems

2007-09-29T22:37:00.000+08:00

Set the music player of your choice to shuffle. Press PLAY and talk about anything you remember with that song. To select next song, press NEXT TRACK 5x. Talk about 15 songs.

Have fun!

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Song 1: Salt n Pepper - Shoop
Mems: I think I was in late GS or early HS when this became no.1 in the charts. TLC and Destiny's Child weren't even anywhere near the picture yet. I remember that this song led me to my poser-rapper stage. I didn't even know then what Shoop meant. Akala ko pa-cute word lang na walang meaning. Capital I for ignorant!!!

Song 2: Ne-Yo - So Sick
Mems: Bwahahaha! Summer emotional fling! This was Jen's official senti song when we were in Galera sometime 2006. At baket sumesenti sa beach? Kasi naman, ang 2-day beach fling, hinaluan ng pagmamahal! I also remember the girl-to-girl liplock sa gitna ng dagat. Mwahahaha! And the caves! Hahaha. What a crazy summer! So sick indeed. Haha. :p

Song 3: Chaka Demus and The Pliers - Tease Me
Mems: Titigil ang mundo ko dati pag naririnig ko ito. On the spot, kahit saan, sasayaw ako. Para akong nasa state of trance. I'll only snap out of it once Kuya Phil starts singing the bridge with his faux-Jamaican accent.

Song 4: Tonic - Sugar
Mems: The last-love days. The days when we were still madly in love with each other. "Come on baby get your shoes on. You're looking like you need a rescue. Underneath the southern moonlight, where only I can find you." FYI, this is a make-love song. Harhar.

Song 5: Goo Goo Dolls - Iris
Mems: Shempre isa lang. Si Marc ADONIS Mendoza Tupaz lang! Nanalo yata s'ya ng 1 million pesosesoses for singing that in All Star K.

Song 6: Lil Flip feat Lea - Sunshine
Mems: "Sunshine, I could call you my baby boy. You can could me your baby girl. Maybe we can spend some time. I could be your sunshine. We don't have to be in love. We can just be friends." This is pretty much self-explanatory. Don't even get me started with the memories. It will take me 3 days to type them!

Song 7: Dave Matthews Band - Satellite
Mems: Ayyy! *kilig* There's this guy from UP that I dated. The night before the date, namention ko na gusto ko itong song. Date night, sinundo n'ya ako sa Educ, baba s'ya ng kotse to open the door for me (rarity na 'yan) and una ko narinig was the intro of Satellite. With matching hirit n'ya na, "I wanted to start the night right." (Bolero, noh? Shempre naman. Sa Ateneo naghighschool 'yan eh. Haha!)

Song 8: Pussy Cat Dolls - DonCha
Mems: My memories are of people who remember me because of this song. OK. Next!

Song 9: Eve - Got What You Need
Mems: Dance floor with the last baller. I was with my friend Joel when I met Y. Y was with his teammate E. So napaligiran ako that night ng mga higante. Si Joel, hindi ko alam kung aatakihin ng nosebleed or magcocollapse sa pag-intindi ng English ni Y. :p This song started an almost wonderful, one-year pseudo-relationship. Thank you, Eve. Haha.

Song 10: Bobby Valentino - One Girl to Love
Mems: Ang song na salarin kaya nag-end ang wonderful, one-year pseudo-relationship.

Song 11: N'Sync - Selfish
Mems: When I realized that I was in love with Enzo, pinagkakakanta ko ang Selfish.
Pathetic kasi ako ma-in love eh. :p Sukang-suka 'yung friends ko, kasi malamang, kumakanta ako! They all prayed na magpropose na 'yung guy para matigil na ako sa kakakanta. Malas nila. Nung naging kami, For Once In My Life naman ang nabastardize ko na song! Hihihi!

Song 12: The Chiffons - One Fine Day
Mems: Michelle Pfiffer and George Clooney looked so cute together in the movie with the same title.

Song 13: Beyonce - Baby Boy
Mems: Omigod. The sand. The dance! This, I think, was the last song I heard before I blacked out in Galera. Tsk. Tsk.

Song 14: Boyz II Men - I'll Make Love to You
Mems: I don't remember anything. Seriously.

Song 15: Usher & Alicia Keys - My Boo
Mems: The car on the way to Pampanga. Supersikat ang My Boo. Ang nasa car: ako, si Ate H, si Eunice, the driver and Vivian. Mga 30x namin kinanta ni Viv ang My Boo. Gusto na yata kami boogboogin ni Ate H that time or ihulog sa pinakamalapit na bangin. :p At ang favorite part ko, "My oh, my oh, my oh, my oh, my boo--ooo-ooh!" ;p May dancesteps pa 'yan!

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listening to: Ashley Tisdale - Fabulous

Work Happy Blahs

2007-09-29T00:28:00.000+08:00

There are a lot of stories that deserve blog space, but I'm just too lazy to put words together now. Pictures na lang! Fiiiiine. And some words. Excuse the blah-blahs. I don't see the point of trying to be eloquent, really.

So, okay, I survived the first week of work. I like my work station. I like the people I'm with. I like the morning travel to Makati. I like the "it's-a-small-world" incidents. And I like like like hanging out after work.

(This entry is so babaw. Hehe.)

(1) That's my workstation, where things come in two's. (2) I'm always the last one to get off the BF-Makati shuttle, because work's in Buendia. (3) The view: appreciate or jump. (4) The headset does not make me a community support agent. It just makes me deaf at times.

(5) WeeknightAfterworkHangout&CreamPuff (6) Starbucks OR Starbucks? (7) With Coach Art, Mel and Jen... Ideal 150 C.O.'s? Minumum 5 Q's? We can do it!!! (8) With Chuck the Fabulous

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listening to: the rain

Naiinis ako! Argggggh!

2007-09-25T23:45:00.000+08:00

Inis ako sa taong magulong kausap.
Inis ako sa taong hindi alam ang gustong gawin sa buhay.
Inis ako sa taong alam ang gusto sa buhay pero tungkol naman ito sa pananakit ng kapwa.
Inis na inis ako sa tao na ang napili pang saktan na kapwa ay AKO!

At pinaka-inis ako ngayon dahil wala naman akong karapatang mainis sa taong ito.

Damnit! Argh! ARGH!!!

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listening to: Justin Timberlake - Sexy Back

I can't represent Goldilocks. (Hindi daw ako sweet at thoughtful!)

2007-09-23T22:34:00.000+08:00

Hindi kasi ako mukhang sweet and thoughtful. Hindi ako mukhang malambing at maalahanin. Puro kasi katarayan, kasupladahan at kamalditahan ang nakikita sa akin ng madaming tao. Konti lang naman talaga ang mga taong maituturing kong mga kaibigan, kaya konti lang sa kanila ang makakapagpatunay na sweet and thoughtful naman ako.

Yung pagiging thoughtful ko, siguro medyo marami na rin nakakaalam. Mahilig ako magbigay kasi ng sweet at not-so-sweet nothings. Kalimitan, pagkain ang binibigay ko. Mahilig ako magluto at mahilig ako mamigay ng food. Alam na alam 'yan ng mga kabarkada at mga kasama ko sa trabaho. Lagi ko silang pinagluluto ng pasta. Mahilig ako mamigay ng chocolates, lollipops, at minsan... yosi. Haha!

Madali ako makaalala ng kung ano-ano at ng kung sino-sino. Naaalala ko na gisingin ang isang lasheng na kaibigan na dapat nagpe-prepare na sa trabaho ng 5am. Gumigising rin ako ng 12mn para batiin ng sakto ang kaibigan kong may birthday.

Siguro natural lang talaga sa akin na gustong nakakapagpangiti ng tao. Masaya ako na makakapagparamdam ng tuwa sa tao sa pamamagitan ng pagpapakita na importante siya sa akin. Kaya, ayun nga, maalalahanin ako. Thoughtful ako!!!

Sweet?

Hay naku. Last month lang may nagsabi na magtry naman daw ako maging malambing. Hiniritan ko ng, "Malambing naman ako. Sa select few nga lang. Translation: hindi ka kasama sa few na 'yun." Sometime late last year, may nagsabi rin sa akin na lumipas daw ang 8 years, hindi pa rin ako malambing. Siguro lumpias ang 8 years na hindi kami nagiging close!

Ewan ko ba. Define malambing. Ito ba 'yung nage-engage sa PDA? kasi kung 'yan yun, sorry na. Hindi ako mahilig mag-PDA unless I'm ovulating! >:p Malambing ba yung pagiging touchy at laging gumagamit ng terms of endearment? Hindi talaga ako ganun in public kaya siguro iniisip ng mga tao, hindi ako malambing. Basta alam ko, sa mga taong close sa akin, alam naman naman nila ang capacity ko para maging ganyan. Minsan nga lang, carino-brutal ang ginagawa ko sa kanila. Kasama talaga sa lambing ko ang pagiging sadista minsan. Pero ok lang, pwede naman ako gantihan. Slightly masochistic naman ako eh.

Pakiramdam ko ngayon, may mga taong nagrereklamo kasi hindi nila nakikita na sweet and thoughtful ako kaya napablog ako ng ganito ngayon. Ewan ko kung mababasa nila ito ngayon. At kung mabasa man nila, may magbabago ba.

Ah basta. Gusto ko lang maging klaro na hindi ko kaya irepresent ang how sweet at how thoughtful na tag line ng Goldilocks. (Not that I want to!) Sa pinagkahaba-haba ng sinabi ko, ang sense lang naman eh maalahanin ako sa maraming tao pero sa konting tao lang ako malambing. Kung hindi mo alam 'yan, hindi tayo close. Kung close tayo, pero hindi mo pa rin alam, nagfi-feeling ka lang na close tayo. Kung close tayo at alam mo na 'yan, binibigyan kita ng karapatang magdemand sa akin na pakitaan ng sweetness at thoughtfulness sa kahit anong paraang gusto mo.

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listening to: Rihanna feat Chris Brown - Umbrella

Something only we know

2007-09-21T07:26:00.000+08:00

Ouuuuuuch.

It's 7 am and I have to get myself ready for work but I feel that I'm going to explode if I don't blog about this now.

What is the ouch for? Punyetang hangover ito. Liase hang with over to produce an American sound. Nyahaha. Because it's the last day of training yesterday and I officially start work today, I went to Porch last night with S to celebrate (ako lang nagcelebrate, s'ya wala paki) and to clarify things (may paki s'ya pero unexpected yata yung pagbring up ko ng clarification).

I don't think I've ever met anyone as honest and articulate as he is. I asked. He answered. I brought out the truth. He factored it. Good to know that I know now what makes him tick. And good that it's not the same thing that makes me tick. If I didn't care enough, I'd just think he's your usual brutally frank player-prick.

Some people look for love. Some people see love and choose to ignore it. Some people deliberately look for the absence of love and embrace its consequences, even if the effects are really inconsequential. Saan ako d'yan? Wala. Ako 'yung hindi naghahanap kaya hindi rin nahahanap. Saan si S d'yan? Ewan ko. Let's ask his girlfriend. She surely knows the answer because she is the answer.

Repeat first line.

I better go and pop some meds. Toodles!

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listening to: the buzz of Concha Cruz

News (?)

2007-09-19T01:23:00.000+08:00

I have a new job.
I am now a Human Resource Associate in one of the best call centers in the Philippines. Feel free to visit me in Makati. =p Bring food. =p
My batch in my previous company is celebrating its 1st anniversary today. Mabuhay ang mga Thomasites at Non-Thomasites!
I have been kissing new lips.
I am madly in love with the pronoun I.

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listening to: Gwen Stefani - Sweet Escape

Minus 10,000 Pogi Points

2007-09-15T22:43:00.000+08:00

Because I'm a tad bored and still awake Sunday midnight, and still a bit pissed due to a terrible incident last night, let me breakdown his pogi points in my book.

He's smart, so I'll give him 1,000 points for that.
Smart-ass nga lang paminsan. So nakakachallenge. Imma throw in 200 more.
He's tall. He's prolly around 6 feet. Let's give him 50 points per foot. Ok, 300 points.
He's not fat. He's not thin. 100 points.
I don't find him sexy, but he is charming. 300 more!
He's generous in giving compliments. 100+ for his creative pambobola!
He's cute but he reminds me of Nico. 500 1/2!
(Nico dear, if you're reading this, ang weird naman if I remember you whenever I look at him diba? Wipe that smug look off your face... Hehe!)
Other qualities I can't discuss here... 2,103 3/4 points.

A total of 4,604 1/4 pogi points for him!

But because he just made me feel inadequate, I have to subtract 10,000 pogi points.

Now he has -5,395 3/4 points. Pretty good for someone who's not really trying to prove anything. I hope he proves himself otherwise.

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listening to: the AC

Nothing says it better than Multiply.

2007-09-14T11:32:00.000+08:00

I was Multiply profile-hopping when I clicked on the thumbnail of Jessica's dainty face.

Must be the influence of watching Separada that I have this need to study her- the Maricel to my Sharmaine Arnaiz. Hahaha.

In her sidebar, it read "Jessica is your friend Justin's girlfriend."

Ang kulit ko naman daw kasi eh. Sila nga! 'Wag na dapat pumapel!

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I didn't use their real names. Duh. Go figure!

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listening to: the defeaning silence of my cold room

Because It's a Maruism

2007-09-12T20:30:00.000+08:00

I'm doing this because Maru said so.

And because you know I'm a sucker for getting tagged.

And because you can't do anything about it. Mwehehe.

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I've been tagged by Maru to say something about the things, people, and ideas that I hate. Hate is such a big word... well, I'm a big girl who can deal with it. Yes? Yes!

FOOD: I hate anything with curry! Kahit pa lechon with curry yan! Or kangkong with curry! One time lang ako napakain ng may curry na bukal sa loob ko. That was last year on my 25th bday celeb when my closest friends asked me to try the beef curry in Central. I ate a spoonful willingly because I knew I could wash it down with beer. Ugh. Curry... *shudder cringe grimace* While we're on it, I don't like anything Indian, except Mahatma Gandhi and that cute boy from Ayala Alabang named Sanjay. O sha sha. Racist na ako.

FRUITS: It would be easier for me to name fruits that I like since I'm not a big fan of fruities. But I am exceptionally not a big fan of papaya. I find it rancid- the ripe form, at least. Gusto ko 'yung hilaw na papaya sa tinola.

VEGGIES: Contrary to what I feel about fruits, I love mi veggies! Well, except chayote, because compared to lovely green papayas, it lacks character. It's a freakin sub. Pweh! Isa s'yang pampalipas oras na gulay. Anyenye!

PEOPLE: Mga nagtatanga-tangahan at mga nag-mamaang-maangan. And Britney Spears. Ayoko kay Britney. May urge ako na habulin siya ng jungle bolo na may kalawang. Oooooh and I can't stant people who have no respect for other people's time. Kung gusto nila walanghiyain ang schedule nila, 'wag nila idamay 'yung sa akin! Time is more than gold to me. Time is love. Errr... what?

EVENT/SITUATION/INCIDENT: Broken promises, broken dreams, and broken bones (pero kung bones nung bastard ex ko, ok lang)

TV SHOWS/MOVIES: Deal or No Deal. Unang briefcase pa lang ang bubuksan, sisigaw na agad ng "Lower!" Hello? Low muna dapat. Punyeta. Hindi naturuan ng comparative at superlative. But in fairness, in fairvie, and in fairmart sana napanood ko 'yung epi doon ni Ate Vi, kasi nandun rin si Edu. I lurve Edu Manzano. He's the best host in the entire P.I.! Loves ko rin si Luis. Namimiss ko na siya makita sa may Fitness First. Hehehe.

MUSIC: Cueshe, Shamrock, and Rocksteddy songs (Ahem. *sings* Huwag mo nang itanong sa akin... Hehehe! Come on. I still like 6CM and ONL. Except Clem!)

THINGS AROUND THE WORLD: I hate the fact that Europe is so farrrrr from here. Sana longjump lang eh nasa Vienna na ako. Sana half a cartwheel lang nasa Amsterdam na ako. Hayyyyy... Makapunta na nga lang ng Australia. 'Yung isa pa kasing ayaw ko sa mundo, nandun. Nanghu-hump siguro ng Koala.

HOUSEHOLD CHORES: Magbukas ng gate. Haha. A strange answer from a strange girl. :p

THINGS ABOUT MYSELF: I hate not being able to minimize my caloric intake. Kanina ang merienda ko rice. Buhay construction worker na naman ako.

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I tag anyone who has a navel. So, if you're not tagged, freak ka!

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listening to: The Wallflowers - One Headlight

When the Bestfriend is Right III

2007-09-11T18:50:00.000+08:00

Besty: Problema mo?
Stupid Girl: I'm nagseselos!
B: Kanino? Baket?
SG: Selos sa ex ni ___.
B: Ex na nga eh.
SG: Yeah right ex na niya 'yun. Basta. Nakita ko 'yung pictures ni girl!
B: Gago 'yon ha. Pinakita niya sa'yo?
SG: No. I looked for the girl's pics in Friendster.
B: Eh gaga ka pala eh! Masokista!
SG: Kanina ko pa nga tinitignan pictures ni girl. Pati pictures nila together tinitignan ko! Gawin ko na kaya wallpaper?
B: Seems to me it's your fault you're jealous.
SG: You're right... again. I hate you.
B: And you must hate yourself for doing that!
SG: I don't even know why I'm jealous. Envious pala! Hindi naman kami!
B: Oo nga naman. Sige. Mag-self-autocorrect ka lang!
SG: Torrrrturrrrre!
B: Ayan. 'Wag na kasi sa may girlfriend.
SG: That's the worst thing I heard all day.
B: And?
SG: And the only thing I needed to hear. Thanks bakla.

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listening to: Garbage - Stupid Girl

Recollection of the Forgettables

2007-09-09T16:19:00.000+08:00

“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.”
- Kevin Arnold, The Wonder Years

Remembering random stuff I am unlikely to remember pleases me. Why? Because it's a reminder that I'm still young and my neural synapses are still doing memory magic! It doesn't really matter if I remember something good, bad or ugly.

Here's just a few things on top of my head. Why they're on top, I don't know...

I actually know how to play chess and I've got a board somewhere in my room, probably encrusted with dust.
There was a time I paid for a guy I barely knew. I paid for his Vodka Ice. How gay. And me? How sugar mommy-ish! Hahaha.
Cara is the name of my first stalker. She's real pretty. I would have loved the stalking if I were a lesbian.
Wilson is the name of the first boy who ever had a crush on me. Hmm... I should google him and see how he turned out.
Keira Knightley in Pride and Prejudice looked like Winona Ryder in Little Women. Uncanny similarity in the roles, too!
In early 2004, I had coffee with an ex. As in the ex of my ex. Nice noh? I'm so friendly talaga. :D The girl and I turned out to be friendly-friends even if she claimed that I caused the break-up.
My friend Oryx and I posed as party guests in an exclusive party in Absinth just to get Mentos freebies. Hahaha. We were drunk and bored.
I ordered bistek to go from the college cafeteria only to find out after 15 minutes that there was no beef. Only slices of liver.
Daddy used to wear orange corduroys.
My usual baon back in gradeschool were Pin-Nik, Combos, Lucky Me Pancit canton with Egg, and boxed Kornets.
I had a Japanese doll named Oikee. She was a lovely doll, but she reminded me of a pig. maybe because her name sounds like Oink.
Mommy Colleen once told me, "I'm sure somebody's loving you from afar. " (Punyeta. Hanggang ngayon, malayo pa rin. Haha!)
I ate baboy ramo in Zambales when my Ethnography class went there for a field trip.
I had a Mongolian Rice addiction back in highschool.
Ten more days and it's the first anniv of Batch 2.
I still have 4 bottles of Strong Ice in my goodies shelf.
The first time I ever kissed a girl was even before I hit 10. It was an innocent kiss though I remember the presence of tongues.

Ahhh memory, what a lovely thing you are. You make me NOT need Evervon Prime yet.

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listening to: Moby - That's When I Reach for My Revolver

Knives, knives, knives.

2007-09-09T15:48:00.000+08:00

“Is it progress if a cannibal uses a knife and fork?”
- Stan Lee

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I delight in smashing garlic using big knives. It's the most stress-reducing act that you can ever do in the kitchen. (Sex on the counter not included.) Sometimes, even if I need only a clove or two, I end up smashing and chopping the entire garlic head.

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Knives... knives. I heart big sharp knives. I'm seriously thinking of getting my self a set for Christmas. What??? You get your iPod from Santa. Imma get me knives. And no. They are not for my streak of violence yearning to surface. Just that I've been spending loads of time in the kitchen lately.

Or maybe I should get this Ex Knives Holder instead.

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Have I told you about the time I was in Kenny Roger's Taft and I (playfully) licked a knife in front of my enemy to scare him off? Uhh... yeah. There. Now you know. My tongue's ok, I didn't cut it. The incident left a tinge of trauma to that Benildean prick, though.

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listening to: Moby - The Sky is Broken

Quotable Quotes from U.P. Professors

2007-09-08T09:36:00.000+08:00

Thanks Reesey for posting this. :)

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"The aim of policy making is to invoke action! Because action speaks louder than words! You do not just say I love you. You say: If you love me, enter me! "

-Dr. Alfonso Pacquing

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"Class, next week na lang ung result sa exam nyo. I am having a hard time checking it. I will seek first the divine guidance on what to do about it. Class dont worryabout your grade. Let me worry about it."

-Sir De Jesus, Envi Sci I

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(Valentine's Day)

"Ano ba yan? Students ba kayo ng UP? Bakit ang bababa ng scores niyo? Siguro wala kayong date ngayong valentines kaya ganito kayo. Losers!!! When i was your age i had a date. Hindi ba naapektuhan ng UP FAIR euphoria ng grades niyo? Parang di kayo masaya..." (sabay matching tapon ng quizzes sa sahig)

"I won't record this. Go find a date."

(sabay walk out.)

-Sir Doliente,BA.

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Ma'am: Many people believe that we, psychology graduates can read minds... (silence) Actually, we can.

Class: Weh.. Sample..

Ma'am: Right now, you think that I'm bluffing.

-Ma'am Chei

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"I don't give surprise long exams. All exams are announced. Halimbawa, Class, mageexam tayo, NGAYON NA!"

-Ma'am Chei (again)

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"The human body is 70% water. Kaya wala kayong kasaysayan lahat. Pag may kaaway ka, sabihin mo sa kanya, TUBIG KA LANG!!!"

-Dr. Recio

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"Oo, nagpapaulan ako ng uno... baket? aanhin ko ba nun? di naman ako yayaman dun."

-Sir Atoy, Histo I

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(Commenting on a thesis of a senior student)

'Yang thesis mo? .. Mamamatay ka!! Mamamatay ka!!'

- Dr. Llanes, UPM.

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"Magbasa para hindi magmukhang tanga."

-Dr. Robin Soria, Ed Psych

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"Excused lang ang absence niyo sa class ko kung inooperahan kayo or kung kinakasal kayo."

-Dr. Robin uli

(May student siya na pari na namatay ang tatay na nagpa-excuse pa talaga ng absence nya. hehe!)

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"Nasa bandang gilid ang fallopian tube. Kaya kung gusto niyong magka-anak ng asawa niyo, dapat nakatagilid kayo habang gumagawa."

-Ma'am Meggie, Zoo 10

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"Last sem was the first time that I gave a grade of 5, and it felt good!!!"

Prof Goldie, Comm II, circa 1998, first day of class

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Mga ibang isko at iska, share pa kayo!

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listening to: High School Musical Cast - What Time Is It?

Misconceptions and J.A.

2007-09-06T09:31:00.000+08:00

Sa sphere of existence ko, walang nakakaalala that JA is a smoker. Sabi niya nakakayosi daw niya ako dati sa IC. It's odd that I don't remember. Not that I keep a list of my ciggy-buddies, just that JA's not the easy-to-forget type. Wala kasi akong nakakalimutang Atenista, mind you.

The only reason why we thought he's a non-smoker is simple. He has the vice-free and goodboy-next-door vibe. When I told him this, his reaction was somewhat bitterly antagonistic. Haha. Insulto na ba ngayong matagawag na mukhang mabait?

(Like some people consider virginity as their secret shame because men are afraid to get married to a dead fish.)

Ho-hum. Boo-hoo. People will see you through their glasses. Malas mo na lang if their lenses are covered with filth. Kahit na ikaw ang lamb ni Mary na with fleece as white as snow, kung ang lenses ng taong tumitingin ay madumi, magmumukha kang Baa Baa Black Sheep.

Perception is relative indeed. That's why in the eyes of my family and (most of) my friends, I am a cross between Athena and Aphrodite. And in the eyes of my foes, I am Satan and Hitler's lovechild. ;)

I've thought of SOME MISCONCEPTIONS ABOUT ME. Read and learn.

1. I don't have a serious side because I'm always cracking jokes.

I like making people laugh, with conscious effort of course. My humor is part of my layers. If you've never seen me serious, then you don't really know me. Or you've never seen me hold a WritCom class. Or you've never heard me talk about my dark ages.

2. I am spoiled because I'm an only child.

For the nth time, I am not spoiled. I am just a brat! Haha, kidding. I'm neither. My parents are verbal and physical disciplinarians. Katakot-takot na sermon ang inabot ko dati. May close relationship rin dati ang tsinelas ng mommy ko sa pwet ko. Old skool upbringing, come on.

3. My grammar is impeccable because I'm a Communications Trainer.

Pakkshet. Stupid and a half kaya ako sa prepositions. And I don't give a fuck if I commit booboos because language is dynamic and there are always the acceptable alternatives...

4. I have a thing for ballers and rockstars.

This is not entirely wrong. But do change have to had.

5. I don't know what I want.

Wrong. I know what I want. I know how to get it. I'm just waiting for someone to take a chance on me.

6. I don't drink tagay-tagay.

WTF?! Ahem koboy 'to noh. I do not find the idea of drinking from a glass shared by 6 guys disgusting. 'Wag lang tayo share sa pulutan.

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listening to: Nelly Furtado - Do It

Steady Sunday (Sexy) Slowdown

2007-09-02T13:07:00.000+08:00

Steady
Friday night was a considerable stress reliever for me. I need more nights like it. After 2 months and 9 days of zero-alcohol intake, I downed good ol' beer again and had a brief fling with Marlboro. It felt good to step out of the shithole that I've been in. It's good to get myself laughing again. And it's good to have new people to laugh with. Laughter really is my drug of choice.

Me: My cousin doesn't eat oysters. It's her Fear Factor food.
Rod: So go drink the vodka!
Me: I really won't drink it! Takot ako sa pansit. Kakain na lang ako ng pansit!

Rod, Mommy Winnie, ME, Gigi and Ed

Howie and the Raspberry Vodka with the lovely couple

me happy and him with the diri-look

You call it tiresomely simple; I call it steady. And I'm happy just like that.

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Sunday
Monsignor Martinez said that this is the 22nd Sunday of ordinary time. I say, this is the 1st Sunday of the -ber months! Had I not been a tad lazy today, I'd bring out the tree and make my Christmas and Birthday wishlist. I hope God throws in a bit of early yuletide cheer and deliver my long lost bestfriend's ex-crush's brother to me!

Haha. Labo?

Eunice and I have this running gag about our non-celebrity perfect-ten men. Mine was Atenean venture capitalist, Aldo Carrascoso. Hers was this La Sallista engineer whose first name I cannot remember and whose surname I cannot disclose because... I'm shy! (pero kay Aldo hindi ako shy! Hehe.) Anyway, I saw Eunice's former perfect 10 this morning a few pews from me. If only Yo could see him now, she'll declare him a Beyond Perfect 11. Even my mom said he's pogi. Then I noticed his brother. Hmmm. Far from a being a 10 but he's sexiER in my book. I suddenly developed a desire to go to mass.

my former perfect 10

God, I said that in jest. Though, I know that You know it's more than half meant.

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Slowdown
There are so many issues now that deserve blog space such as Joey de Leon and Willie Revillame's sensationalized dispute, Harry's eloquent speech in Princess Di's 10th death anniversary memorial service, and my quasi-lesbian fascination with Tata Young, Rihanna and Sienna Miller.

I wanted to write about these things early last week but I had the infamous writer's block.

But a certain group of people made me realize that I wasn't having a writer's block because I'm not a writer!

What a big letdown. So this is what rejection feels like. Oh to wait for that single call, to believe that I would make it! Oh to understand that I am more of a talker. I don't think I could ever recover! Uluuuuuul!

This is not a letdown. This is just a slowdown. I will get my dream. People will know that I have a serious side. Come on, people. I read a book once.

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listening to: Chris Brown - I May Never Find

Victoria Just Turned 27.

2007-08-30T10:31:00.000+08:00

Text-text...

Iya: Hello! I would have sung a bday song for U this morning but I woke up voiceless. So... happy bday! I hope that today will be happier than last year's. Love you!

Ate Bec: Love you 2, cuz! I doubt that this birthday will be happier. A lot of my friends aren't around... walang party!

Iya: Di bale. Party tayo next year! Gawa ako ng games! Pin the tail on ***** and Newspaper Dance sa saliw ng mga tugtugin ng Shamrock at Cueshe. Mwahahaha!

Ate Bec: Parang ang saya nun ha! Parang gusto ko na yata mag-28! Hehe!

Happy birthday to my favorite cousin! I know that she won't be able to read this because she's too nagbubusy-busyhan as of late. :p After 10 years na mabasa niya ito, I'm sure her first reaction would be, "Hindi naman ako ng favorite cousin mo ha" with a semi-nagtatampo look on her face. Kasi, I've been too vocal in saying my favorite cousin is her sister, Ate Maribel. Naman, eh kami naman kasi nun ang mukhang tunay na magkapatid! :p Mukha kaming pinagbiyak na black sheep. Hihihi!

Ate Bec's 26th birthday party

I-can't-remember-her-name, Edz, Kuya Edmund, me, Ate Bec

I miss Ate Bec so much. Senti moment nga yesterday kasi I had lunch with another favorite cousin, Kuya Edmund. Close rin sila nun. Come to think of it, closer. Hindi lang sila cousins. Schoolmates pa. Naremember ko tuloy last year. Uber fun 'yung 26th birthday ni Ate BecSquared. Tons of her friends celebrated with her. She received a special call from a former special someone with the special participation of a former special band. May gift pa si Ciara at John Lloyd sa kanya. Hehe. And we partied 'til the breaka-breaka-dawn. Nagkaboyfriend ako that night eh. Nakalimutan ko lang 'yung name n'ya. Basta, I declared na kami na. Kaso lang, nakalimutan ko i-declare na split na kami. Itong si Ate Bec, may picture nun na umiinom ng Vodka Ice. Ang tagal nga niya ginawang YM avatar 'yun. Pretty n'ya dun. What am I saying? Eh pretty naman talaga ang pinsan ko. Ang taray lang. She is the real evil cousin. Better believe me! Belieeeeeve!

Ate Bec and I: Mag-ina Shot =p~~

Sana mag-28 na s'ya. Excited na ako mag-Pin the Tail on *****.

Ay 'wag. That would mean magtu-27 na ako.

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Panawagan sa mga pinsan ko na malabo namang makabasa nito. Kina Bel, Bec, Angela, Maffi, Jun, Edmund, Marichelle, Emcee, Debbie, Norman, Aaron at Angelo, magkita naman tayo soon. 'Wag niyo lang ako ibi-b.i. magyosi at uminom. =)

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listening to: Coldplay - Yellow

Grey's Anatomy and sex getting in the way.

2007-08-28T14:48:00.000+08:00

Congratulate me. I finally watched a full-length episode of Grey's Anatomy. The pilot epi to be exact. Now I know why it has legions of fans.

Let's see... Gorgeous cast? Check. Katherine Heigl is the bomb.

Interesting plot? Check. I'm sure the 5 billion nursing students out there find it engaging.

Things (or People) that make you go Grrrrr? Check. It has Nazi and the arrogant Justin Chambers. I'm guessing they'll turn out to be loveable in the next episodes. If I'm wrong, so what. Justin is familiarly hot. Didn't he use to model for RL?

Love and Sex? Check! And sex on the first day, too. Remember when Meredith was shown in an aftersack session with a stranger? I couldn't help but cheer her on when she told him, "We don't have to pretend that this means something. We don't have to pretend that we care." There's something about angelic-looking girls who behave like bitches that entertains me.

Ahem. And when I say bitch, I mean assertive woman who likes sex.

Ok, back to Dr. Grey's stranger. He turned out to be Patrick Dempsey! Dr. Derek Shepherd! So he's the famed Dr. McDreamy.... Sue me for being slow! I felt Meredith's nausea and shame when she realized that sex might get in the way of her career. Note to self: never do it with anyone in Human Resource ever again.

I can't relate with Sandra Oh's character. She's competitive and envious. And she has very weird Asian eyes. The only thing we have in common is being mean when tired.

T.R. Knight is a darling. At least his character is! Or was? I don't know. Didn't one of his co-stars get fired because he called him gay? And didn't T.R. get involved in a death-causing accident a few months ago? Hmmm... I'd have to re-read Perez Hilton regarding that showbiz bit.

Re-read? Oooh. Effort.

That means I'm going to watch Grey's Anatomy again.

Perhaps I'll try to watch Heroes next time.

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listening to: Maria Taylor - Song Beneath The Song

Dog or Human?

2007-08-23T10:45:00.000+08:00

Here's an excerpt from a good morning YM convo with a La Sallista looking Atenean...

Iya: how old was *Dyowi when he went to doggie heaven?
H: old na. he died of pneumonia partly due to neglect coz i wasn't there
Iya: ouch. i had pneumonia.
Iya: wait, id have to think if it was also because of neglect. harharahra.
Iya: so you better take care of **Vostok.
H: vostok.. tigasin yan dahil askal yan
Iya: ok. natawa ako sa analogy.
H: why?
Iya: eh kasi it's true. astig naman talaga pag galing or lumaking kalye. violent lang pag galit
H: no. well vostok had violent tendencies but you just have to give him affection and attention para bumait
Iya: im not saying vostok. basta, general; observation yun.
Iya: H: but you just have to give him affection and attention para bumait----> works with bastards-- dogs and humans alike.
H: vs a dog that's caged and tied down
H: SIRA!
Iya: more ffective lang with dogs
H: yung mom ni vostok ganun, naka tali lagi kaya may psychotic tendencies
Iya: see, the truth is funny.
Iya: it's rare to see a psychologically stable bitch.
Iya: weh.
H: Iya Santos: it's rare to see a psychologically stable bitch-- you mean my ex...?
Iya: i was thinking of a real dog, but...
Iya: ikaw. kung saan magfit ang description.
Iya: anyway , you said "nakatali" so pangit naman if human bitch yung involved.
H: nakatali = in a relationship :D
Iya: atenista ka nga!

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*current dog of H
** dead doggie of H
H- name withheld upon... wala lang
Iya- pinch me.

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listening to: Shawn Colvin - When You Know

How did patience become a virtue?

2007-08-22T11:05:00.000+08:00

That I'll never know.

Nameless Emotion

2007-08-21T22:19:00.000+08:00

I don't feel bad. I don't feel happy.

I am not confused.

And I definitely don't know a lot.

If you claim that you have faith in me, why aren't you doing your share in giving me a chance?
Stop being nice when you can't be kind.
Why am I sure of what I want to be and you smile and insist this is just a phase I'm in?
Have you ever been me?

I am not confused.
I know the answers to my questions.

You don't make me sad.
You don't make me giddy.
It's a nameless emotion you give me.
A nameless feeling.

I'm not asking you to name it--

Just make it go away.

How?

You can start by not being nice when you can't be kind.

Please tell me this is not true.

2007-08-19T11:47:00.000+08:00

University of the Philippines System (UP System) goes Smoke Free!

That's protection from Second Hand Smoke to over 51,500 students, 4,000 faculty and 7,900 administrative personnel (and countless guests and visitors) in at least 7 constituent universities located in 12 campuses across the country. This protection also extends to the Philippine General Hospital, the largest public hospital in the Philippines, which has adopted its own smoke-freepolicies a few years ago.

According to Professor Marvic Leonen, Vice President for Legal Affairs of the UP System, the Administrative Order (AO) for Smoke Free UP was passed 2 days ago following unanimous vote. Students caught in violation of this order will be subjected to disciplinary action. Chancellors are given very stern instructions to implement the said AO.

As you may know, our laws require smoking ban in schools, however, because of the usual enforcement issues, this is not implemented in many universities. This policy is particularly difficult to implement in UP because of the sheer size of its land area and the fact that private residences and local communities are housed inside the big campuses. But with this AO, we have renewed hope that a smoke free UP is possible.

Congratulations to UP and thank you, Professor Marvic Leonen, for giving us a Smoke Free UP!

Let's support UP's smoke free initiatives in any way we can. The successes in UP provides the groundwork for a nationwide smoke free campaign!

NOOOOOOOOooooOooooooooo! *writhes in agony*

Yes. I know I said I quit already. I quit the habit. A stick per sporadic temptation isn't considered a habit in my book. And don't you dare tell me I'm wrong unless you want me to whoop your ass with my big bad book of operational definitions.

I'm pretty sure I'll crave for a precious little ciggy when I visit UP again-- especially since the next reason for a visit is something stressful. Can you say thesis? Ugh. Just saying it in my head gives me a mild stroke.

And when there are paperworks, where will I go, Chocolate Kiss or Oz Cafe! Hanging out in the Bahay ng Alumni will make me want to light a stick. Puff-puff after a sip of Benguet coffee or a bite of Dayap chiffon cake. Blow O-rings while I wait for the night sky. Declare "One last stick!" before I go home. The way to go, yes?

No. Now, I have to be considerate of the non-smoking population! Punyeta. They better make a smoking area in UP. That area better be in every college in every campus!

Don't break the hearts of the smoking population! Isn't it enough their (our) lungs are already damaged?

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Na-tense ako pagkatapos ko mabasa 'yang article sa Multiply ko.

Ayan. Napa-"yosi" tuloy ako...

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listening to: Fall Out Boy's noise (I don't dig this band.)

2003 Flying Out of My Pretty Head

2007-08-18T23:08:00.000+08:00

Star Circle Quest became popular. Viewers wanted to throw rotten tomatoes and decaying rodents at Sandara Park. Kids wanted to join the quest to be like Sharlene and Nash.

I wanted Hero Angeles to win. I was part of the gullible crowd who fell for his champorado for Christmas story.

Sandara Park and her signature annoying wave

Even if it's from King Jologs Lito Camo and yucky Bayani Agbayani, knowing how to do the ocho-ocho was considered cool.

"If Enrico Villanueva can do it, so can I!" After 10 minutes, "Fuck. I really can't. Spageti na lang, o!"

What Embassy? There was Temple!

And there was Uva with the heavenly chocnut ice cream served with moon wafer....

The School of Rock rocked.

What? That's self-explanatory! By the way, Nacho Libre sucked ass.

Me Against The Music would have been the best record of the year if only Britney Spears wasn't a whore and a half. Oh wait. She still is.

Brit is the against part. Madonna, my queen, is the music part.

Back then the number of photos you can post in Friendster was 5.
One had to select the best shots from her i-love-me-folder and hope that the primary photo would win over new friendly friendsters.

Now? You can post a thousand? Santisima. They can be as many as your friendly friends.

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Give me your random 2003 thought!

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listening to: Bayani Agbayani - Ocho Ocho

ANG INIT!

2007-08-17T10:44:00.000+08:00

Ang init ng ulo ko!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sinira na naman ng bagyo ang mga plano ko sa buhay.

Hoy! Supertyphoon Egay!!! Magkatawang tao ka! Suntukan na lang tayo!

Arrrrggggh!

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listening to: DZMM

2007-08-15T23:40:00.000+08:00

My 11am meeting in Ortigas was cancelled due to the typhoon. What to do, what to do?

A. still go to Ortigas and visit people in the office
B. stalk someone and pounce
C. stay in Makati for a muffin and a brownie
D. go back to Paranaque and pretend the trip to Ortigas never existed

Answer: C

I would have gone to the office if Ate Dona were there but she was stuck in Manila. She lives near UST, so I can just imagine what she would need to go through just to go to the office-- the stinking Dapitan flood, boots called "bota", and little rubber boats. All that for San Mig cor Lourdes? 'Wag na uy!

And I'd gladly do B if I only had the first clue to start the stalking.

I walked around Glorietta wanting to shop, but I didn't feel like going around an unfamiliar place. I never really liked Glorietta. Never really liked Makati! I bought a muffin and a brownie and went back home. D is obviously not the answer because I am blogging about my day, yes?

Pit stop! Puto bumbong! I don't really like this sticky, violet Christmas food but I needed an upper. Anything Christmasey is an upper in my book.

I realized 10 minutes after I arrived home that I should have bought something inedible for myself today. Why? Nah. Not because it's the effin payday. Not because it's been 1 1/2 months since I last smoked. It's because I didn't get to buy anything for myself in my 1st month of being yosi-free. Hehehe. What? I like rewarding myself. =p

So, after changing the layout of this blog, I went to the mall and bought these:

Wheee for being reminded that shopping is good for the soul!

I also bought a big pack of Trolli gummy worms for Tita Cay. I visited her after malling. It's the perfect way to end a rainy day. I got to eat delicious steak for dinner. I finally met Mikel, my future godson. Annnnd I learned from Luigi that the typhoon will hit Pinas tomorrow. Yes. Hindi pa bagyo 'yung kanina. Nagpapatawa lang ang sky. Not good. Not bad. Don't care. I got new shoes. And I still have leftover puto bumbong in the fridge.

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listening to: the rain. or typhoon? beats me!

Perez > Paris

2007-08-14T22:14:00.000+08:00

Separated at birth, yes? :p

PerezHilton never fails to make my day.

Nevaaaar!

Awwww!

2007-08-12T21:44:00.000+08:00

From a phone conversation almost 10 years ago...

Me: Is Gio a nickname?
Gio: Yes. Please don't ask why it's Gio...
Me: Too late. So why is it your nickname? What's your full name?
Gio: Can we talk about something else?
Me: No. If you don't answer, talk to someone else.
Gio: Taray! 'Wag na kasi...
Me: Fine. Just give me a clue then.
*silence*
Me: Hoyyyy. Clue!!!!!!
Gio: MariMar...
Me: Ahahahaha. Sergio!

Haha. Talk about impact. MariMar made a major impact in my life back then. (It influenced me to buy a dog and name him Fulgoso.) I'm sure it made an impact in the lives of other people as well. 'Yun lang yata ang time na nag-no.1 ang RPN-9 sa ratings. =p

And of course, Gio made an impact likewise. A few days after that conversation, he became my boyfriend. Hahahaha. But that's a different story.

I can't wait to watch GMA 7's version of MariMar! The pilot epi's tomorrow. Cast includes Dingdong Dantes, Richard Gomez, Katrina Halili, Buboy Garovillo, Jestoni Alarcon, and Bing Loyzaga.

Marian Rivera is the new Marimar. Who is she? Malay ko. Hindi ko siya kilala. She's not po-pu-larrrr! This telenovela will most definitely make her the next big star. Children will soon ask for her autograph and ask her to dance and let out "Awwww!" Which of course is not from the notoriously filthy looking Sex Bomb Girls, but from Ms. Regine Velasquez who sang MariMar's theme.

Watch it, ok? Tell me what you think.

About getting a dog and naming him Fulgoso. Nah. My parents didn't let me buy one. I renamed Sebastien, my fortune lobster instead. It died right after I named him after MariMar's talking mutt.

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listening to: Thalia - I Want You

About a Boy Part I

2007-08-12T20:30:00.000+08:00

I'm itching to blog about him. Him who? Him him. A new him!

It's just a little crush. Just like what Jennifer Paige said, it's not like I faint, everytime we touch. That's because no touching has happened yet. Harhar. I don't know shit about him really. I do know his whole name. And what name he has! I feel that we can be part of a typical Pinoy oldskool drama entitled, "Langit Ka, Lupa Ako." Only in our case, it should be retitled "Langit ka, Mountain Ako." =p

He's smart. He's playful. He's got a mischievous smile stuck in my head. His quick verbal comebacks and playful banter make up this week's set of daydreams. I should ask him if he's an Atenean. Or if he's related to Aldo. Or Voltaire. Or Pab.

Then I'll ask him if he can cook just like Chef Rob. If he says yes, it's the end of me.

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listening to: Jennifer Paige - Crush

Say what?!

2007-08-09T13:41:00.000+08:00

This is the freshest e-mail from my inbox sent by my Boss Mommy.

Enjoy reading! Oh, and get an Advil ready.

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We' ve been friends for a long time ago. We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it's only now that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya. And then, he came over with me. He said, "I hope you don't mine. Can I get your number?" Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn't give it back? He explained naman na it's so we could keep intact daw. Sabi ko, connect me if i'm wrong but are you asking me ouch? Nabigla siya. Sagot niya, The! Aba! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!! Ang kapal niya! I cried buckles of tears.

Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, isipin mo na lang na this is a blessing in the sky. Irregardless daw of his feelings, we'll go ouch na rin. Now, we're so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I'm 33 na and I'm running our time. After 2 weeks, he plopped the question. "Will you marriage me?" I'm in a state of shocked. Kasi mantakin mo, when it rains, it's four! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor.

Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces. Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humirit ng, "Well, well, well. Look do we have here." What the fuss! The nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still on. So I told her, whatever is that, cut me some slacks! I didn't want this to get our hand kaya I had to sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. Ats if! I don't want to portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell me to the marines! I told her, "please, mine you own business!" Who would believe her anyway?

Dahil it's not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I'm so happy. Even my boyfriend said liketwice. He's so supportive. Sabi niya, "Look at is this way. She's our of our lives."

Kaya advise ko sa inyo - take the risk. You can never can tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a mistake, we'll just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I second emotion.

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Ano? sumakit rin ba ulo mo? Hahaha!

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listening to: Ludacris - Game Got Switched

The Love of My Life after Justin Timberlake

2007-08-07T22:31:00.000+08:00

This is Chef Rob Pengson. You can watch him every Sunday, 7:00pm in QTv's new food show, Chef to Go. Yes. He IS the chef to go.

I want him where it is hot and dangerous.

The kitchen!

Hehe. No, seriously. He's one interesting, crush-worthy hottie. Why? Lemme break it down for you. (1) He teaches culinary arts part time. Yay for education! (2) He and his girl, Chef Sunshine own a catering company called Gourmandise. Yipee for stability; booo for the lovelife! Excuse the bitterness. (3) Look at that face. *double sigh* Sampalin kita if you say he's bad looking and...

(4) Look at that face again. If we're close, you'd know why I'm crushing on him.

Who does he look like? :D~

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listening to: Jennifer Paige - Sober

Preschool and Barney

2007-08-07T17:40:00.000+08:00

Ok children, what song do you want to listen to?
Barney Song, teacher!
No. We will listen to Dancing Queen.

For 2 minutes, the children and I danced. Good kids. Exposed to the music of Mommy and Daddy. Or Lolo and Lola. Barney's just the thing of the past. Of their toddler years.

My stint in preschool teaching was fun and rewarding. Colorful and warm. Flowing with songs, picture books, smiles, hugs, and cookies. It was smooth sailing, except for an episode of storm when I had to think of how to teach subtraction without using finger math.

Needless to say, I loved being around kids. I loved teaching them. I loved learning things from them. I left the profession to pursue another thing I love. Bigger kids. That didn't sound right. But well, I did get the chance to teach in a university. It's something I am not willing to give up today or tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, maybe because it is the bigger love.

But teaching kids... the little kids. I don't know if I can go back.

And I don't know if I should go back.

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And for that, let's just sing my favorite kiddie song.
Butchered Barney Song (sing in the tune of the lame ass Barney song)

I love you
You love me
Let's go out and kill Barney
With a shotgun
Bang! Bang!
Barney on the floor
No more stupid dinosaur!

Oh don't worry. Of course, I didn't teach them that.

I taught in preschool in 2003. I found out about this song only last year. Hah! >:p

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listening to: Julie Andrews - My Favorite Things

What if luck is just a word invented to justify the randomness of life?

2007-08-06T23:05:00.000+08:00

And what if this moment is inconsequential?

Feel the rain on your skin.

2007-08-06T14:51:00.000+08:00

Unwritten
-Natasha Bedingfield

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Drake Bell makes me happy.

2007-08-04T15:06:00.000+08:00

Drake of Nickelodean's Drake & Josh is out with his latest single, "Makes Me Happy". It's the kind of song that will make you feel in love even if your ten-year relationship just ended. Turn your Limewire on and get it! Drake is no Zac Efron, but with this song, he's achieved proxy status in my book.

The other things that made it to the things that makes, made, and will make me happy list are:

Exhibiting depression at home earns an only child sushi. Yesterday, my Mom said she's going to Phase 1 to hear the first Friday mass with my Dad. She knew I wasn't in the mood to go out and asked what pasalubong I wanted. (Something that she doesn't ask often.) I asked for anything that she thinks can cheer me up. Hence, the sushi! And spinach. =) I like garlicky spinach with oyster sauce.

?! Because I'm an inquisitive, loud weirdo, the interrobang makes me happy! Does it have the same effect on you?!

The PFP or the Play Fair Plan. If the self-righteous recruitment hag spites me because of educational history bias, I will be sure to rub it in her face that she is not God. The PFP can also be called, Lintik lang ang Walang Ganti plan. I know they don't mean the same, but what the heck?!

Ever since I rearranged my room, hanging out there has become a delight. Come and visit! You can have my bed. I'll have the couch. FYI: the couch is more comfy. Hehe. Sucker.

I received a call that I expected to have, "What are homonyms?" but didn't. That's something to be happy about, even if I know what effin homonyms are. I think I passed the first step. Operative word: think.

Knowing what I want to do with my life for the next three years... nakaka-stress! But I know for sure that I want to teach, develop materials and/or take part on human resource development. Pole dancing, lawnmowing and baking hash brownies are already out of the goal list. Mwehehe.

Birthday Messages! I was rummaging my drawer for the Draw-a-Person interpretation handout when I saw a birthday card instead. This card was given to me when I turned 25. My colleagues and bosses filled the spaces with their love, wishes and good intentions.

Ate Dona, the consistent out-of-the-box woman that she is, purposely wrote her message on the back.

Classes were suspended because of the SK registration. Goodie. I found out I'm not yet ready to handle the WritCom class today. I have the handouts, the activities, the jokes... everything ready, except the stupid Prelim grades. Their former teacher has not turned over the files yet. Tsk tsk. I ain't gonna suffer for someone's irresposibility. I'll think of something to make her submit the files. Like threaten that I'll snap her fat neck if she doesn't. For now, I'm happy with the thought that I'll be teaching college kids again. Happiness doesn't come quite often in my world nowadays, I better keep frame this thought now.
=)

Don't forget to listen to Drake Bell's latest song!

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listening to: Drake Bell - Makes Me Happy

Married.

2007-08-02T00:28:00.000+08:00

Semi-Sober @ Saguijo

He recently got married. Not to me! He ended up with G. Yes. The clueless, martyr-bordering-on-stupid girl. I hope their spawn won't get their negative characteristics. Hmmm... so what's left to get?

It was our common friend, JC who broke the news with the intro... Shotgun baby baby baby bang bang! Uso pa pala 'yun?!

after their game, Love Ko To kalokohan shots

These pictures were taken June or July 2005. Yes. During the Dark Ages of my life. Haha!

I texted him. I told him: I heard you're already married and that you're now a dad. Congratulations!

Yesssss. They have a spawn! Instant! Just add hot water!

And all we could almost have then was a baby golden retriever. Which I wasn't even ready to have. Now he has a real one. A real baby, I mean. Not dog. :D Whatev!

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listening to: Usher and Alicia Keys - My Boo (bwahahahaha)

2007-08-01T05:27:00.000+08:00

Remember I said that I resigned from work? The Doc said I should still take time to rest and relax for a month or two. Yes, but being the pasaway that I am (overused line #04869), I decided to flatter my ego and challenge my respiratory system and applied for a job or two, teaching-related or otherwise.

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Guidance and counseling may be the thing for me, but I wouldn't find out anymore. I turned down the offer of a certain university not because I was convinced that I am likely to tell the counselees, "Eto blade, maglaslas ka na lang," but because they wanted me to do minimal guidance work and handle their ESL programs every afternoon. I can't stand kimchi. So how on earth can I stand kimchi-smelling spoiled brats in an airconditioned room after lunch? And it wouldn't make any difference if it's bulgogi that they eat!

The university needs psychology and education instructors for the 2nd semester. Hmmm... not a bad idea to consider for a part time pursuit, right? At least that's what my newfound friend from the HR said. She's probably right.

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An international financial services organization in Ayala is in need of a trainer. No. Not a finance trainer of course when I couldn't even train myself to complete a simple algebraic equation or answer the cube root of 876196541845469149. Haha. See? I don't even know what finance is all about. Going back, about the trainer yadablah, the offer's good. The building's nifty. Yipee! But the feel wasn't right. And the building is right across Asian Mansions. Yaiiiiks! Bad memories! Bad, bad! Needless to say, I declined the day's second offer.

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Ex (?) Boss Mommy texted me asked if I still wanted to handle the HRM students in UPHLS. I couldn't answer because that's a fulltime commitment. I couldn't see myself doing the same kind of work anymore due to physical and emotional limitations. My resignation became effective yesterday. And now, I am officially unemployed. But Boss VP asked me to reconsider last Thursday night. I just might. There just might be something extra-special to partially go back to. Like newly-promoted Boss Mommy and the brand new set of materials Boss Ate Dona will develop for the new projects. And the feeling that a part of me still belongs to 7F Richmonde. And that I am still a magister. With or without a contract.

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The decisions I have to make within 24 hours stirred pressure. I would have detonated yesterday if I hadn't craved for shawarma from BF Ruins. I wasn't hungry. I just wanted to eat away the impending depression attack. The tiangge is near the adoration chapel and right across the school I used to work for.

Do you believe in the divine providence? I do.

I am clueless with what He wants to give me, but I'm praying that it has something to do with me being a TeacheRRR slash Prof. Iya. Thy will be done. Whatever He thinks will be best for me. So I'll be fine. I'll be fine.

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listening to: Fergie - Big Girls Don't Cry

2007-07-30T12:37:00.000+08:00

Where is the gag-a-day format of my life? You know, updated daily and each update does not necessarily follow the arc of the plot. Like The Far Side!

Life is now a routine, but I don't detest it. It's simple and made up of the important things, sans professional direction I reckon. The routine keeps me calm during the day and calmer during the night. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it wouldn't get any calmer than this, or else I'll be dead!

I haven't seen a lot of friends for so long. I haven't done a lot of things in a long time. And guess what! I don't want to see them. I don't want to smoke, drink, have sex and party up.

At least, I don't want to yet.

I'll come around.

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listening to: Pink - Feel Good Time

2007-07-26T16:17:00.000+08:00

I'm in an emotional turmoil. It wouldn't really show, since my default character is the cheerful, outgoing but mataray every 15 minutes kickass badass .5 darling .5 bitch. But you know what, inside, especially at night I bounce back and forth at the court of frustration and depression.

F said this might be the so-called quarter life crisis I'm undergoing.

V said this might just be because my hormones have been affected by the strong meds I've been taking for more than 20 days.

I say I'm just plain unfortunate for the past few. And hello? This is July. This month is still the designated motherfucker in my calendar. In a few days it's about to end, but I feel that it's potency will continue to take effect, hopefully only until the start of Aug. I am not usually negative, but with what I've gone through for almost a month now, cut me some slack. Let me swim (not drown) in my misery for a few.

When did this start? I don't know when the adverse and the unfavorable began to be toxic. I am not certain when my medicine became my poison. All I know is that the meltdown occured on July 5 when I was brought to the hospital. I was sick. I felt that I wasn't going to die albeit felt that something was killing me.

I remember crying to my Mother, but I am not quite sure if it was only in my dreams. A delirium is faaaar from impossible when one's temperature is almost 41 degrees with a 70/40 blood pressure to match.

It's all a faint now what I told my mother in between tears and sniffs. My best guess is that the following crushed me:

the sickness and the pain
the reason behind my decision to resign from work
the realization about the people who really love me
the confusion regarding the things I don't know and about the things I thought I knew

The post before this said that I am getting better, but the future does not favor anyone. Well, maybe the prepared. And how the hell can one be actually prepared? There is simply no correct formula. The father of someone I am very much close to has just been diagnosed with lung cuncer. =( And he doesn't even smoke. So who can really tell?

There have been changes made in the company, but none of the changes are strong enough to change my mind. But my heart is soft. It can mend. And maybe soon, my mind will be ready for the bending.

Who really loves me? I know now who are the people who have my name written somewhere in their hearts. I am not particular how big they wrote or etched my name there. All I care about is that I am there. Who are they? You'll find their names in my own heart. I love them. I knew it then and I know it now. I also know now who the people are that I don't love anymore. Read: I don't love any of my exes. I don't love anyone back in preschool and gradeschool. I don't love anyone from grad school, except Ate H.

I'm tired not only because people who suffer from a lung sickness get tired easily. I'm tired for always trying to be strong. I'd like to be the weakling for some time until the self-declared brave takes advantage of me. I will slit his throat and continue being brave myself. Like I said a few paragraphs ago, I am negative now but please cut me some slack.

This will not be for too long.

Soon I will figure out when to be careful and when to be carefree.
I will figure out when to be thankful and when you should thank me.
I will figure out when to be grateful for the word shouldn't be used often.
I will re-understand the meaning of The Road Not Taken.
I will stop making words rhyme.
I will master differentiating concern from love.
I will master when to stop, when to quit, when to go on and when to move faster.
I will begin another chapter in my life.
Soon I will figure out why I got into this mess.
Then I will figure out how to get out.

If I get to be lucky again, God will grant me the wisdom to get out unscathed and the guidance to not go back in this mess.

May Tama Ka!

2007-07-21T17:38:00.000+08:00

Oo. May tama ako.

Sa baga.

Look at the evidences of severe community-acquired pneumonia.

This was taken an hour before I was confined last July 5. On the right side of the x-ray is my left lung. How uneven, eh? I almost fainted when the doctor showed this to me. That wasn't unlikely that time since my blood pressure kerplunked to 70/40. Tipong itulak ako gamit ang hinliliit eh magcocollapse na ako.

This one, however was taken this afternoon. Look closely to see the difference.

My left lung is taking form again, but I still need to continue taking my meds. Good thing Doc changed my antibiotics. I'm down to my last set of meds this week. I think that the antibiotics that were used to melt the virus gave minor negative side effects to my vision and hearing. And major side effects to my wallet. Nothing Medical Insurance wouldn't heal.

Oh, and. I saw the results from my sputum culture and blood culture. Wheee! No growth. Meaning, wala na akong ibang sakit. Just this thinning, but still pesky pneumonia.

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listening to: Rihanna - Umbrella

7 Reasons to Give Thanks

2007-07-18T20:09:00.000+08:00

R.J. Reynolds Tobacco and its affiliates lost one of their patrons. Moi. I said buh-bye to my bf for more than a decade, Winston (Lights). It's been lovely then ugly, but I'm more concerned now in having better skin, making my lungs happy, and saving the enviroment. I have 2 words for you. Yosi kadiri! (Hahaha ipokrita! :p)

FYI, I didn't quit because I was hospitalized. I decided to kick the habit (or lifestyle) a week before I even found out I was sick. Blame it on fate to make ironic fun of the timing.

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Love exists. It does! It does!

Mama and Daddy got remarried (to each other, duhhhh) after 27 years last 071407.

My longtime dream of becoming a ring bearer turned into reality. Not only was I the ring bearer, I was also the flower girl, secondary sponsor, maid of honor, best man, florist, photographer, and wedding planner.

Look.

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Besides letting go of smoking, I also said goodbye to work. My resignation will be effective by the end of this month and I'm pretty happy about it. Liberating indeed. Boss and I got to talk about my decision yesterday and I sure let out a lot of steam, smoke and fire. Rest assured, I maintained a balance between brutality and politeness.

I said thanks for not only letting me learn but for letting me be an instrument for making people learn. The 9 months with the company are priceless and I sincerely wish nothing but the best for them. Woohoo! Cut above the rest, Magis! =)

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After finding the courage to let go, I found the courage to move on.

A lot of people generally have this perception that I'm so tough and I always get what I want. Well... yes and no. I'm tough but it doesn't mean that I can't, don't and won't break. I get what I want but not all the time. Most people around me do not know that I am not as confident as they think I am. I don't 100% of the time just go out there and claim what I think is supposed to be mine. Probably because I'm not really ready for change or maybe change really scares the shite out of me.

But now I'm ready. I'm still scared but I'm prepared to beat up and throttle my inner demons. Just like a wounded brave soldier of life, I'll drag my aching, bleeding body back to war to claim what is supposed to be mine- victory.

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I want lechon. From Cebu.

And my bestfriend is now in Cebu! So I asked for lechon as his pasalubong for me and our other bestfriend, Jap. His reply:

"Magpapataba na lang ako dito. Litsunin niyo na lang ako pagbalik ko d'yan!"

My bestfriend loves me. I know he's not serious to make us engage in cannibalism (acquire food poisoning afterwards).

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He's not part of my daydreams anymore. Sydney has lost its appeal. I stopped asking God my favorite question, "Do you think I'll curl up and die if I find out the reason why I didn't see him?" I'm sure the answer is out there. Probably tossed into the darkness. If I still learn about it, fine. If not, so what.

I'm a very caring person, but I just don't care about his stupid silence anymore. Bahala na s'yang magconfide kay God ng rason niya.

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Books, Internet, Cable TV, and Fast Food... I love you all!

I don't know how the cave people managed to survive without these things. Well, maybe that time, clubbing someone's head and dragging him/her back to the cave for sex wasn't so bad to while their time.

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In case you think I'm kidding, let me just repeat the gist of my 1st reason for thanksgiving.

I DON'T SMOKE ANYMORE.

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listening to: Claudine and Piolo in Walang Kapalit

The ROBIN has left his nest.

2007-07-16T10:30:00.000+08:00

My mentor was cremated yesterday at 3pm. I celebrated his crossover by reading the Learning Styles and Multiple Intelligences book he gave me.

Presence. Essence. Eternity.

Fly, Robin, fly.

Soaaaaaar.

Death of a Mentor

2007-07-11T09:43:00.000+08:00

Who would have thought that these are my first and last pictures with Robin? Who would have thought that after less than a month of our chit-chat and yosi break in UP, I'd end up acquiring pneumonia and he'd end up dying?

:(

Thank you, Robin. (I know how much you detested to be called Sir or Dr. Soria.) Thank you for teaching me the facets of Cognitive Learning, Psychometrics, and HBO. Thank you for all the nifty books from Harvard and Stanford and from your home library. Thank you for the idea-push. Thank you for reminding me that I can kick arse. Thank you for all the chikahan about the UP Maroons, art, the campus inside dirt, politics, and showbiz. Thank you for motivating me to become more than what people think I'm worth. Thank you for believing that I am vital in this world because I can make a difference in the lives of my students.

Robin, thank you for being an inspiration. Thank you for the love. Thank you, my mentor. You will be greatly missed. You will always be remembered.

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listening to: Madonna - I'll Remember

Pneumonia and Heartbreak

2007-07-09T09:30:00.000+08:00

In the past 11 days, I have experienced two of the most painful things any human being could ever experience.

Pneumonia and heartbreak.

So what's a self-respecting girl to do?

Quit smoking and forget Sydney.

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listening to: Keane - Somewhere Only We Know

Gaano ba kalayo ang Tacloban?

2007-06-27T21:41:00.000+08:00

He's back. My love without a face.
My collection of questions unanswered.
He's back. My hope without reason.

I won't allow insufficient time, blasted weather, or demotivation to stop me.
I will see him. I will find him. And not even the devil can stand in my way.
This year will not be the same with the last.
I will not allow it.
I will not let HIM allow it.

Equipped with my Garbage lyrics
and the question regarding 9 mornings,
I will see him.

Hear me repeat bend me break me any way you need me
and I'd sink ships for you.
You don't have to answer the question.
Just let me ask it.
I know what to make of his silence.
I only need to see it in his eyes.

And if I don't see him here,
I will find him.
Here will be the place where he is--
Where I followed him.

So, gaano ba kalayo ang Tacloban?

At gaano ba kalayo ang Sydney?

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listening to: Garbage - #1 Crush

I feel like getting a jungle bolo and chopping someone's head off.

2007-06-25T00:20:00.000+08:00

Head up, head down, both-- I don't care.

Minutes ago, someone put the cherry on top of this week's crap sundae. Bad that he asked me about something that insulted every fiber of my body. Worse that he used a tone of accusation on something he's not even sure of yet. Worst that a few hours ago, my heart bled for him because I felt he's experiencing a storm right now in his life.

He never asked that I be nice to him. I was nice to him because I'm generally a nice person, and for some time, I liked him. Why I liked him is still a mystery to me. And a disappointment.

What a big disappointment...

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listening to: Prodigy - Firestarter

Foresight should be a constant.

2007-06-20T14:56:00.000+08:00

An hour after midnight, I told someone off instinctively. I thought that the content of my 2-minute rant was based on a sensible, logical content. I thought that the opinion I gave him was grounded on tangible facts. I thought that I had a right to tell him those things...

Until the alcohol's effect said adieu.

This morning, on my way to work, I had time to process what really caused his anger. I came up with this reason-- I was a bad, bad, bad, bad girl. I bombarded him with obtuse, imperceptible junk. I gave him an opinion based on self-serving paranoia. I had no right to speak to him like a psychobitch.

I deserve his anger. I deserve this torture brought by the mere remembrance of how he looked at me with pained, offended eyes. I deserve this clawing guilt. And this unmistakable sense of loss, because just like my last night's intoxication, he said adieu.

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Foresight should be a constant. I should not strike anywhere. And I should remember that alcohol makes people reactive.

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Why I stupidly ranted at him?

There are four possibilities. One is giving me a colossal scare. Oh God. Dear God, don't let repressed feelings be the reason.

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listening to: Eric Clapton and Sheryl Crow - Run Baby Run

The universe doesn't owe me anything.

2007-06-18T16:28:00.000+08:00

Stephen Crane said so.

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Stephen Crane - A Man Said to the Universe

A man said to the universe:
"Sir I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."

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Right back at you, universe! Enough with your grand cosmic irony!
*middle finger salute*

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listening to: The Clash - Death is a Star

Sting - Until

2007-06-17T21:47:00.000+08:00

If I caught the world in a bottle
And everything was still beneath the moon
Without your love would it shine for me?
If I was smart as Aristotle
And understood the rings around the moon
What would it all matter if you loved me?

Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still
With a million dreams to fulfill
And a matter of moments until the dancing ends
Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear
Not a solitary thing would I fear
Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end

If I caught the world in an hourglass
Saddled up the moon so we could ride
Until the stars grew dim, Until...

One day you’ll meet a stranger
And all the noise is silenced in the room
You’ll feel that you're close to some mystery
In the moonlight and everything shatters
You feel as if you’ve known her all your life
The world’s oldest lesson in history

Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still
With a million dreams to fulfill
And a matter of moments until the dancing ends
Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear
Not a solitary thing do I fear
Except when this moment comes near the dancing’s end

Oh, if I caught the world in an hourglass
Saddled up the moon and we would ride
Until the stars grew dim
Until the time that time stands still, Until...

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listening to: Orange and Lemons - Ang Katulad Mong Walang Katulad =p

A Poem for Carla

2007-06-12T17:04:00.000+08:00

Between mystery and uncertainty,
Which will you choose?
Or does your heart desire both?

Once the mystery unlocks,
Once the uncertainty becomes fathomable,
Would you have been the flame or the moth?

There are days that one is better off in the darkness
than be stunned crippled in the deceitful beauty of the light.

Will you be the dancing flame that seduces?
Or will you be the moth under a spell in motion?
Will you be the swaying flame of longing?
Or will you be the moth, flying and hopeful?

Between mystery and uncertainty,
Which will you choose?
Does your heart desire to be both?

Time is God's weapon to turn mystery into a favorable truth--
The only power to turn uncertainty into a doubtless decision.

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BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARLA DEAR!

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listening to: Lenny Kravitz - This Ain't Over Til It's Over

After The Bright Light

2007-06-11T16:59:00.000+08:00

I've been staring at you for too long.
That when I decided to blink you out,
I opened my eyes and you're still there.
An optical illusion.
A visual persistence.
You disturb my vision.

From the YM Archives

2007-06-10T01:00:00.000+08:00

I was sorting my files this afternoon when I rediscovered a folder in D:/ named YM_Archives. Curiousity won me over and I found myself laughing my ass off because of this:

M: of course we already covered that when you said you dont really care bout counting but you care bout how many youve been with.its your limit to yourself you set borders for yourself and for that I think youre one cool chick
Iya: right
M: its like a bird
M: they say they fly true
M: but they have their limits
M: they cant go to outer space
M: etc
Iya: that was ALMOST poetic man
M: but for normal people flying is already exceeding certain limits
Iya: harharharhar
Iya: and so the point is...
Iya: ?
M: youre in the middle of being liberal but youre not totally coz instilled are still limits.did you ever read the book i learmed everything in kindergarten?
Iya: yup i have that
Iya: robert fulghum
M: yup you ask them their limits are almost endless.they will fight that they can fly to outer space or be president they can do anything at that age coz theyre kids and the restrictions of the world hasnt set in yet
Iya: annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnndddddddddddddd
M: your a liberal but certain life experiences has already pinned you down on certain limits.its not a bad thing but not a good thing either.just dont let yourself wander of someday and let these limits catch up with you
M: thinking is good but overthinking can be damaging
Iya: will keep that in mind
Iya: i do not overthink anymore
M: yes that might be the case but tomorow is another day and no human can ever control that.it just happens
Iya: yessssss mastahhh
Iya: *hai*
M: today will be yesterday tomorrow so what are you doing today?i love that line thats why i never sleep hahahahaha
Iya: mukha nga
Iya: damn, you average how many hours of sleep a day?
M: dont know im not a counter like you ahahahahahaha
M: its not my personality
Iya: sorrrrrrrrrrrrrrry haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
M: no worries……….i just know and i accept the feeling without wasting time wondering how it was
M: live today not yesterday hehehehe
Iya: for the past may bring guilt and the future may only bring anxiety blah blah blah
M: reminds me too you are a counter. i remember you asking me how many beers i had.aha!!! hehehe
M: or asking my schedule ahead of time etc...
Iya: i dont care how many hours of sleep you’ve had and how many bottles you've consumedddddd.... im just curious!
Iya: ah ibang usapan yung sched.
Iya: beneficial sa akin yun eh
M: curiosity is what it is
M: its a personality in itself
Iya: not like im asking what time you're going to eat or shave or psychoanalyze other people
M: no that's extreme na if you do ask those things its just what it is. Il get scared of u then
Iya: yea i think so. so if curiosity killed the cat and if i were a cat, i'd exhaust my 9lives.
M: no if curiosity killed the cat then you would see me trying to save the 8 lives thats left of the pussy
M: cut your tongue?
Iya: hindi. intact pa. can still do wonders...

When my laughter died down, I looked at the screen for a long time with a sole question in mind, "What happened to us? Why did you stop making me laugh? And why did you quit on giving me a reason to smile everyday?"

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listening to: Coldplay - Yellow

I'M IN LOVE! YESSSSS!

2007-06-08T21:48:00.000+08:00

I'm in love with this!

taken from the Orchard Connection webbie

Go grab a copy of Clem, Mcoy, Ace, and JM's third album! If you already have one, hit it with a hammer and jump on it. Then go buy another one! Or five! Or a shmazillion! Let's make Moonlane Gardens light up in gold... or (ahem) platinum!

Say no to piracy! I am proud of myself (pat on the back, self) that I have an original, authentic, true-blue, too good to be true but ohhh so true copy. Totoo talaga. Kurutin mo pa! (Yung cd. Hindi ako.)

the girl without a jacket with the musically gifted fantastic four

MY CURRENT FAVORITE TRACK...

According to music
Track 15 : A New Day
Yehey! Repeat Mode! "It's a new day for you and me. It's a new day, so come and love me." (I love the part when their semi-screaming It's a new day, it's a new day at the end.) I want to start every new day with this song. Upper!

According to words
Track 07 : Eleven Minutes
"I maybe a stranger but so are you." Nothing complicated. Consistent with the lyrics of the rest of the songs. I don't give an eff about what Paolo Coelho meant in his novel. And I don't give a bigger eff if the meaning of this song is same with its namesake novel. I. AM. MARIA.

According to words and music
Track 05 : Let Me
Dorothy Boyd to Jerry Maguire: You had me at hello. Iya Santos to Cleme Castro: You had me at LOVE.
Harharharhar di har har. I still slap myself silly each time I think about the times when I thought this song's a Beatles' original.

I love love love Moonjive and It's About Time, too.

And Fade. How can anyone not like Fade?

my autographed cd and freebies

I like everything in the album except the part where children were laughing. That's a bit creepy. Listen to the Prologue and you'll get what I mean.
I give this album 10 out 10 oranges plus one lemon tree. And you better believe me because this is only the second time that I have become a fan of a local band. (Shempre first time sa E-heads. Come on, 90's teener ito.) And don't give me the shit why I don't have Shamrock's and Six Cycle Mind's albums. I'm not their fan. Nor their groupie. (Up yours, bashers!)

WAIT.

Did I tell you about the poem? Clem has a poem in Moonlane Gardens. Track 10! *faaaaaints* You'd have to excuse me (or put me on a stretcher first) I'm still emotionally disarmed because of this poem not written for me. Haha. =p

Yesssssssssss, I'm in love. =)

You can fall in love, too.

Moonlane Gardens available in stores now.

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I HEART YOU BOYS, TOO.

=)
;)
=P

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listening to: Orange and Lemons - Ang Katulad Mong Walang Katulad
Text NUVOTE(space)ANG KATULAD MONG WALANG KATULAD and send to 29107
Text JAM(space)883(space)ORANGE AND LEMONS(space)ANG KATULAD MONG WALANG KATULAD and send to 2968

Don't Tagalize a Tag Question.

2007-06-05T00:01:00.000+08:00

Teacher: Class, who among you can give me a sentence with a tag question?
Pupil: Me teacher! Me! Me!
Teacher: Ok then. Let me hear your sentence.
Pupil: My father is handsome, isn't he?
Teacher: Very good! Now, how do you say that in Filipino?
Pupil: Gwapo ang tatay ko, hindi naman di'ba?

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listening to: TLC - Waterfalls

From the 11-Day Survival Kit

2007-06-03T22:04:00.000+08:00

The following people/things/memories made my 11-day training in Binan survivable:

1. Girls' night out first before the two-week torture! Jokoness, Mikiboo, C.bee, and Iyayow were bitten by the shutter-bug and camwhored for several hours in Eastwood.

While familiarity breeds comtempt; idleness breeds creativity. Inaction will lead people to reword Someday by Nina to "Someday, someone's gonna fuck me, the way I wanted you to fuck me. Someday someone's gonna take my fingers' place." (Hah. I'm not in the mood to be ambiguous and use to0000ot to replace fuck.) And did you know that faucetize is the English equivalent of the word gripuhan? Bet you didn't know that. Well, forget it retard, because that's wrong!

As you probably would have already guessed, we watched 6 Cycle Mind. It was too short a gig; fun nonetheless. Tutti wasn't in a foul mood. Ney was unusually accomodating. Chuck was his usual tanda self. Rye was un-sober. Bob still looked like Fritz to me.

2. The Bluetooth Activity was the first exercise I gave my students in the Developing Skills for IELTS class. I asked them to form 6 groups. MP3's of The Beatles' Strawberry Fields and Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, Jet's Move On and Are You Gonna Be My Girl, Mika's Love Today and Grace Kelly, Morrisey's The More You Ignore Me The Closer I Get, and Orange and Lemons' Let Me were sent through bluetooth to the groups. I ordered them to listen and write down the lyrics and discuss what the meaning of their chosen song could be. They had to be familiar with different accents to take the IELTS, that's why. Plus, I'm a sucker for denotation and connotation. And I'm vain, I wanted them to break a sweat because of my favorite songs.

3. The Estrogen-Jammed Section 8 and Awesome Sec 18 became my kiddies for 2 weeks. My first batch of kiddies were mostly girls. The first thing I remember telling them was, "We will start as soon as you're done applying make-up. Which should be right about now." They humoured me in many ways, like when Father (their classmate who looks like a seminarian) sang Back to Me by Cueshe and when some of the girls almost bitchslapped each other when I divided them for a debate about children and media.

My second batch of kiddies were mostly older than moi. Sec 18's comprised of second-coursers and shiftees. I thought I'd have a hard time teaching them because I'm younger than most of them. But they're a more interested and interesting bunch than what I had the week before. And more thoughtful. (They gave me a card and cologne yesterday before the Impromptu Competition started.)

Sec 18's president joined the contest (handpicked by yours truly) and won 3rd place. Yay! But just like any teacher acting like stage mother, my first reaction was, "Shiet. Third place? Dapat first! Luto!" Hahaha.

4. Choco Mucho. Diet? What diet? I had every right (and left!) to indulge on sucrose and calories and fat for 2 weeks. Wag galitin ang babaeng pagod! Badtrip. I saw last night that it already has a TVC. Meaning, my seven-peso joy will soon become a non-cheapthrill. Anyhoots, back to "healthy living" tomorrow.

5. Boom! Shake shake shake the room.... Ice ice baby.... Always I wanna be with you (insert butterfly dancestep of the UMD).... Woohoo, 90's dance hits reminiscing! Don't be plastic. You now the lyrics and the steps of these songs. =) Come on! Let's dance The Bucketheads' The Bomb! With lyrics: these sounds fall into my miiiiind. Prolly 12 years ago, you sang it with, "Pizza, pizza, pizza piiiiieeeee".

Or let's sing Apache Indian's Boom Shakalak, PSY's Angelina, or Pizzicato Five's Sweet Soul Revue.

Come on and let's hayooda... HU-HA with Chimo Bayo's Extasi Extano!

6. Cats have nine lives, but I'm not sure which among Jap's lives she's using now that she just reached her 29th year here on Earth. How old she is in cat years, I'll never know. Because I don't care! Hahaha! Besty Donne, kapatid na Joel and I went to her house for her Birthday salubong last May 27. We drank Baileys, Champagne, and Red Horse with her friendly-friends and neighborly-neighbors until 5:30 am. Para kay Jap, kahit pagod, hindi ako pagod! Happy birthday, Janice May Aquino Hernandez! Merci for the tres chic combination of champagne and crispy pwet ng manok! :p

7. Only one out of ten people I asked about Shrek 3 didn't like it that much. Hip-hip-hurray for her that we share the same opinion. Well, it was ok. It made me laugh, but not as much as the 2nd installment did. I think it's because Shrek 3 has too many emotional scenes. The parenthood, the struggles about being an ogre and being a loser, blah blah... Yeah yeah fucking spoilers. (Come on, it's the 2nd week!) Donkey has fire-breathing donkey-dragon kids. Prince Charming with the shiny, bouncy hair hooked up with Rapunzel who had long hair only because of extensions. She's frikkin bald! Snow White is a bitch. Shrek and Fiona had 3 ogre babies. Two boys and one girl.

Justin Timberlake as Artie was a total sissy. I hope he brings sexy back in Shrek 4 and whoop Lancelot's conceited, sorry, cartooney ass.

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listening to: Spin Doctors - Two Princes

2007-05-29T23:32:00.000+08:00

Why do I see malice when it is only friendliness being shown?
Why can't I sense malice when it's only false friendship being offered?

Why does the latter happen to me more?

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I don't flirt with my friend's boyfriend, no matter how gorgeous, sexy, rich, or famous he is. I don't throw myself at someone's feet for the easier-than-pie taking. Not because I find it cheap, because I don't (to some extent). Not also because I believe in karmic laws, because I am capable of being in a fuck-karma mode. I do not and will not go for my friend's boyfriend for it's not in my nature to hurt my friends and family intentionally.

Though I can be nefariously deliberate when one is not part of my intimate circle. But hey, that's for another entry.

You should know that it's foreign to me why some men try to hit on their girlfriends' friends. It's foreign, moronic, and downright offensive.

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listening to: Bucketheads - The Bomb

Oo nga naman...

2007-05-25T11:22:00.000+08:00

Bertilicious: Blah blah blah blah putangina mo!
Bobet-bobet: Ilan kayong magkakapatid?
Bertilicious: Apat!
Bobet-bobet: Eh mas puta pala nanay mo eh. Kami dalawa lang!

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listening to: Edu Manzano in GKNB

The Infamous Unknown

2007-05-22T23:44:00.000+08:00

the moon sang to the world,
fortune is with dandelion
dandelion is with fortune
look at the river
see them entwined

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Shut up, moon. You're absofuckinlutely wrong.

But it wouldn't hurt if you're right.

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listening to: Protein Shake - Malas Mo

2007-05-20T17:52:00.000+08:00

You murmured in my hair that we had to move quickly for she's on her way. I wanted to say five minutes. Baby, five more minutes.

I slowly sat down and watched you gathering my clothes (or yours?) from the floor.

The door opened and there she was. Slender, white, tall. She didn't seem to mind that I was around, blanket-wrapped. She even smiled at me and said, hello.

I walked up to you and kissed you in front of her, letting the blanket fall off my skin. You kissed back and she just looked back. Unfazed. Uncaring.

Dream. Just a dream. Strange she didn't care that I was there.

Stranger that I didn't mind that she was there, too.

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listening to: Aaliyah - At Your Best (You are Love)

2007-05-17T13:47:00.000+08:00

The thought that I have to conduct an IELTS training again this Monday in a school somewhere south of the metro served as a more creative way of committing suicide since I found out about this assignment late April. My psyche is still tainted with scars from the turbulent, prematurely-cut semester early this year. I couldn't see myself rendering time and effort once more to an institution that cramped my principles and threatened the strength of my work habits. To think, the proposed program this summer would require to double my hours. It would also demand a more extensive quantity of my lessons and a more intensive quality of my strategies.

I reached a point when I wanted to put on my fuck-you attitude and turn down the assignment. An insubordination-memo seemed more palatable than the possibility of turning my 2-week training into a 2-week hellhole. I wanted to bend my philosophies on determination, dedication, and hardwork. I was so tempted to be irresponsible and act for a moment that as a teacher, education is at times an extinguishable passion. I was so tempted to pull off an insensitive facade and act for a moment that sometimes, I don't have to believe that I can make a difference.

I was almost too tempted to give in to my inner demons, until the Supreme Entity re-sent angels to give me a change of heart.

My (sometimes horned) angels, my students.

(Section 11's bulletin board message c/o Tyrone.)

You lighten up my scars. Thank you.

Now I'm all ready for Monday.

Come on, come on! More, more! :)

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listening to: Madonna- I'll Remember

A Dirty Finger for the Philippines

2007-05-14T15:35:00.000+08:00

I exercised my right to vote!
I exercised my right to eeny-mini-miney-moe!
(I don't know anyone for city council shit. Don't ask me why I'm a registered Muntinlupa voter.)

Here's my official ballot--

If you have any negative reactions with regard to the candidates I supported, feel free to interrogate me in the comment window.

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listening to: Kjwan - Daliri

Right back at you!

2007-05-11T23:29:00.000+08:00

Where: 7-11 Pearl Drive
When: sometime last week, right after I gave my payment for a Choco Mucho...

Cashier Boy: Thank you ma'am for giving the exact amount!
Me: Thank you for receiving the exact amount!

May I harrass this boy?

2007-05-07T14:34:00.000+08:00

Isn't he adorable?

Nico's right about what he said two years ago when he brought me to Bagaberde Pasig to watch The Bloomfields. He said I'm going to have a crush on the drummer.

Yeah.

Oh... the picture was taken last Friday in Metrowalk. Jam Fest III. Backstage photo-opp galore. More pictures here.

I didn't have a picture taken with Chicosci's Miggy because someone was teasing me that I have a crush on him. When in fact, last Friday ko lang nalaman sino siya. Hehe. :)

No peechure with HH, too. Just a 101 text messages and a memory of hands touching. Mwahahaha!

Arggggh! And I didn't get to see Jugs!

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listening to: The Bloomfields - Wala Nang Iba

2007-05-06T23:40:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, I thought of the night I was supposed to see the World Cup with you. But you were sick and you didn't want me to follow you at Gweilos anymore. You were in the Philippines for a vacation. Why didn't you just get sick in Australia? Or Singapore when you stopped over? I had to go to Oyster Boy to drown the disappointment away. I thought the mango margaritas and countless bottles of beer would do the trick. But they kept me tearless for only 12 hours.

When I got to Carlo's, I started crying. Bawling. I was confused on why I was crying. Was it because I waited 2 years to see you? Or because I couldn't believe you had the power to make me cry? The confusion only made me cry more. And I remember I had trouble breathing between sniffing and wailing. I almost passed out.

I chose the saddest, most painful memory of you to reminisce on your birthday. Why? Because I don't want to forget no matter how pathetic it was. Or how pathetic I was. Or we were. I feel the pain in almost every memory.

And the pain proves that it was once real.

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I don't know what you wished for or who you were with when the clock struck 12.
But let me tell you that I wished to be with you the very moment you turned 32.

Belated happy birthday, V!

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listening to: Jet - Move On

2007-05-04T10:57:00.000+08:00

As if this ain't enough...

Iya: Sayang. Last night Miki invited me to go to 19 East. May gig Bamboo and Sandwich.
Andrea: Di'ba may friend ka sa Sandwich?
Iya: Wala noh.
Andrea: Meron!
Iya: Wala nga ako kilala dun.
Andrea: Meron. Di'ba nung nasa UP Fair tayo, pinakilala mo pa sa amin.
Iya: Si Monty yun. Vocalist ng Mayonnaise. Not Sandwich!
Andrea: Hahahahahahahahahahahahah!
Iya: Puro pagkain kasi eh!

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listening to: Sandwich - Sunburn

2007-05-01T15:42:00.000+08:00

Araw ngayon ng panganganak. In English, today is Labor Day. Wahaha! Corny!

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May. Mayo. Maaaaayyyyyy. Rolls out my tongue like buttery candy. Sweet. I've been waiting for May since I found out this is our completion bonus month. Haha. So what. I want my money! especially since April wasn't exactly a thrift-period for me. But but but April was fun indeed! Somewhat emotionally turbulent towards the end, but fun nonetheless! Too much happened and I intentionally didn't blog about the events because... hmmm.... Just because.

Here are a few April photos, though. A delayed sneak preview of the month that was. =)

Last Friday the 13th, my colleagues and I went to our boss, Sir Joel's bar/resto Chef and Brewer. One of the boys got soooo drunk. First time ko maghatid ng lasing. Ayoko na maulit!

Joel got devirginized. Este. Hindi na siya virgin sa panonood ng gig. I brought him to an Orange and Lemons' gig in 70's Bistro. We met Julie as in the Julie Tearjerky or Eraserheads.

Turista si Joel sa Peyups. Inez and I showed him Sunken Garden, Oblation, and Bahay ng Alumni. At shempre pa, pinakain ko siya ng isaw.

Mikiboo and I watched 6CM somehwere in Pasay. I realized something vital. Mahal ko na si Tutti. Bwahahaha.

I was fighting back the tears last Friday because it was my last day in IIC. What better way to turn tears into laughter? Si Mcoy lang solusyon dyan. Haha! And Ace to make me smile. (Photo was taken before the very awkward moment. Hehe. :p)

Instead of going to Baga-Roxas for the ONL gig, I went to Tito Art's with Kat for the Friday Group Drinking Session. Haha. I will miss my students. Kahit gaano sila kagulo.

Triad Bestfriendship Night: the best gimmick of all. Walang sinabi kahit anong gig, inuman or sexcapade dito.

Errrr... depende.

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It's a new day. =)

It's a new month. Time for me to re-blog and re-activate my sensitive side.

That's so dorky.

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listening to: Orange and Lemons - Ang Katulad Mong Walang Katulad

Dahil One Week Ka Daw Naka-Leave...

2007-04-30T10:29:00.000+08:00

WE LOVE YOU, ATE DONA! =)

THIS BETTER BE A GOOD DAY.

2007-04-26T17:31:00.000+08:00

You cannot always decide to be happy--
when some forces often choose to shit on your head.

This better be a good day.
I will not hesitate to fork-stab or bottle-whack anyone or anything that will stand in my way.

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listening to: Nina - I Can't Make You Love Me

P.S. Nina's version is u-g-l-y. She has got no alibi. It's ugly!

Because I cannot (and will not) crack jokes everyday

2007-04-20T13:56:00.000+08:00

There will be times that I will sulk in one corner and I won't welcome your comfort.
There will be times that I will not greet you with sunshine and I won't even notice that you're capable of breathing.

I will not even try to be the person that you think I always will be.
I will not maintain anything for you.
Nor will I change the leopard's spots for your fancy.
I will not get hell-bent just to win your whim or meet your need.

Similarly, I don't expect that you will remain constant.
Grin a mile if you want to; bawl the whole day. Scream like an innocent madman or suck your thumb like a desecrated child.
Accept my handkerchief. Push me away.
It will not make any difference to me when I am in one of my unlike-me-days.

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listening to: En Vogue - Giving Him Something He Can Feel

2007-04-15T23:46:00.000+08:00

"Miss kita 'pag Tuesday." Sabi 'yan nung guy from Pinoy Dream Academy.

"Hindi kita mamimiss sa Tuesday." Sabi naman 'yan nung girl sa harap ngayon ng monitor ko na nagtatype. Type. Type. Type.

Wheeeee! Sana Tuesday na! =)

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listening to: The Smiths - How Soon is Now?

2007-04-12T14:19:00.000+08:00

It gets weirder everyday.

Yesterday, a girl I do not even know said I'm a said because I did not accept her to be my FRIEND in multiply. Pucha. Di ko nga siya kilala eh. May ONLINE BUDDY option naman.

This morning, I received another message from her.

MISS IYA, WHEN I READ THE TITLE OF THIS SONG I REMEMBERED YOU.

Got a broken heart again
It must be the millionth time
Now you're out with all your friends
and I'm home alone crying.
YOU SAID WE'D LAST FOREVER
FOREVER CAME AT NOON
So tonight there's only one thing to do
I'm gonna

Party like a rock star, hit a bunch of strip bars
WAKE UP NAKED IN A HOTEL ROOM
Throw my TV out the window, smoke a bunch of indo
Anything to get my mind off of you.
Find a telephone pole to wrap around my car,
and party like a rock star.

AFTER ALL THE NIGHTS WE SPENT CUDDLING ON THE COUCH
AND ALL THE PARTIES I TURNED DOWN BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T FEEL LIKE GOING OUT
I guarantee you Steven Tyler didn't put up with crap like this
But tonight I'm making up for what I missed
Oh yeah

PARTY LIKE A ROCKSTAR
JT Experience

I read the lyrics, reread the lines she emphasized, and listened to the song.

I can't relate.

Can you?

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Weird Girl and I have common contacts. Maybe they are those who party like rockstars. Why? Because they are rockstars.

2007-04-08T00:03:00.000+08:00

[Lord, forgive me that I couldn't extend my 2-day lenten offering of staying home, doing nothing (nothing I like, rather) and eating fish.]

So, I went to the mall and indulged in Tiramisu on Ice something from True Brew (which I keep on calling True Blue) and graded the midterm papers of the Expository Writing class. Para naman business and leisure. Yay for balance!

Then came my lean-again, down-to-earth friend, Oryx. Sunshine daw or The Reaping? The Reaping! I don't know why I automatically said that, when just last night, I had an agreement with Gio that we'll watch it after his Bora vacay. Hmm... prolly because- one, patience is still not my virtue. Two, I know that if it comes from Gio, it must be half-true. Or half-meant? So, why risk it? Because I don't see the glass half full. Heh.

Moving on, here are our thoughts about The Reaping:
1. Hilary Swank looked like a woman in most of the scenes.
2. Chimes are scary.
3. "The only miracle is that people still believe in miracles." True.
4. A Sadako-inspired girl must be the antagonist. False.
5. If a cliche works, call it a classic.
6. If you think you dreamt that you didn't enjoy being fucked, chances are, you were raped. Recall dream if there was a pretty little girl watching you. It adds to the chance.
7. There were 10 plagues during the time of Moses. To appear intelligent, memorize Hilary Swank's lines about the plagues' scientific explanation.
8. There might be a The Reaping 2.

Movie quasi-analysis done at Greenwich just because I wanted potato wedges and wanted to try their ricemelt. So-so.

Life-analysis at Select, Alabang Zapote, where we discussed English, Spanish, Brent, Informatics, eleksyon, pulitika, The Wednesday Group, Lopezes, Villars, Zobels, Ayalas, ONL, 6CM, Junjun Server, old-flames, marketing, teaching, going to Zambales and going back to Tagaytay.

There. Another semi-nonsensical post.

Oh, but wait.

It's already Sunday. It's not anymore a sin against the norms to eat meat!

HAPPY EASTER EGG EVERYBODY! =P

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listening to: Protein Shake- Ganyan

And I Wonder...

2007-04-05T17:31:00.000+08:00

Why did I only watch them last Tuesday? Whhhhyyyyy?

And why did they not sing Prinsesa? And Upside Down?

They covered The Beatles' Across The Universe. Great, but my loyalty for Beatle's-covering still lies with these boys. I hafta admit, Ney was fantastic singing jai guru deva om. Eh Govinda kaya? I surely hope he will be as fantastic with 2 Minds Crack's Upside Down. (Yes. I don't have their album. Yet is optional.) With or without the Gio memories, I love Upside Down. And I'm scared that my favorite song might get bastardized by a revival. I'll just hope for the best. Fingers and toes crossed.

6CM played Sige with a twist and it sounded better than the usual. I would have to drag Kuya Phil next time, because that's our inuman song.

Hmmm... they're responsible for Prospero Pichay's campaign song pala. Remember! Pichay: Ibaon sa Senado.

Santisima! Oh well, I'd rather stomach that than Goma using Shamrock's Nandito Lang Ako.

Overall, I enjoyed the gig. Not in a lipat-banda kind of way, though. =)

Reasons to watch 6CM (and Protein Shake) again:
1. Live Upside Down
2. More time with Mikiboo and Jokoness (Get well soon, Car-luh!)
3. Because Tutti said so

Pictures:
(1) with Neynold * pic for Barilicious (2) with Lolo Chuck how old are you now (3) with Rye who didn't know what to Say (4) With Bobby not Fritz (5) with Tutti who hits things hard (6) with Katie, Mikiboo and Jokoness

MORE PICTURES HERE INCLUDING CHUCK ISIDRO'S SULTRY LOOK

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Where did my diet-discipline go?

Not good. I've been eating too much junk. Rice and soda are back in my daily staples. And beer. God bless my liver.

For yesterday's merienda, I had 6 pieces of siomai and rice. And buttered veggies. Rice for merienda? Shoot me. Nowwwww!

Where is the Iya who didn't even snack?

Where did my diet-discipline go?

Probably up yours.

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My brother Joel's neighbor died from cardiac arrest last Tuesday. He was only 37 years old.

Sick Genius Marc became thin because of gout. Mikko, my colleague couldn't walk and was absent from work because of gout. They're both in their early 30's.

My 27 year old cousin, Edmund had highblood 3 weeks ago.

A call centre agent died because of stress last month.

And let's not forget what happened to Ely Buendia.

Scary, scary. This generation's ceiling life expectancy may be up to 50 only. And just to integrate the content of this entry, prepare to die early. Eat as much as you can. Snack on rice. Enjoy! Watch as many gigs as you can. If it's going to make you happy--- GO!

It's your life. Nobody can live it for you.

There will always be people who will dictate how you should think, speak, act, behave or even dream. Ignore them.

If you're going to die early, let them die earlier.

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listening to: Fergie feat Ludacris - Glamorous

HH

2007-04-03T16:43:00.000+08:00

Hindi porque nagfifirst move ako sa pagkausap sa iyo around 5x a week eh gusto na kita.
Hindi porque tinitignan kita with matching bite sa lower lip eh nilalandi na kita.
Wag mong isipin na ang pagyaya ko sa iyo na magpakawasted eh paraan ko para ma-take advantage kita.
O ma-take advantage mo ako.
Wag mong isipin na ang pagiging nice ko sa iyo ay dala lamang ng isang kalamditahang ulterior motive.
Hindi porque nagtanong ako sa iyo tungkol sa love eh love na rin kita.
Hindi porque puno ng picture natin ang SD ko eh tinititigan ko ang mukha mo para kiligin.
Wag mong isipin na ginagamit ko ang mga kaibigan mo para makalapit sa iyo.
Wag mong isipin na ginagamit ko kung ano ka at nasaan ka ngayon para maging dahilan na magustuhan kita.
O magustuhan mo rin ako.

Utanginang loob.
Mahilig lang talaga ako magsalita at makipagkwentuhan.
Fond lang talaga ako mangagat ng lower lip (ko o ng ibang tao). Mahilig rin ako mandila-- as in mang-belat.
Mahilig lang talaga ako uminom.
Hindi kita ite-take advantage at hindi rin ako magpapa-take advantage sa iyo.
Malalaki na tayo. Kung game ka, game ako, eh di game na!
Nagtatanong ako tungkol sa love dahil nagvavalue ako ng male opinion.
Pasalamat ka nga may bilib ako sa takbo ng utak mo at tinatanong pa kita.
camwhore lang talaga ako. Kaya wag kang magmaganda na ang dami nating litrato. Crop lang naman katapat mo eh.

Wag mong isipin na nanggagamit ako ng tao para magkalapit tayo. Hindi ka ganon ka significant para mag-effort ako ng ganon.

Wag mong isipin na gusto kita.

Kahit na sa totoo, gusto talaga kita...
hindi nga lang masyado.

Kung gusto talaga kita, nasa malayo lang ako pinagmamasdan ka.
Kung gusto talaga kita, kilig na ang abot kahit daan lang ng iyong tingin.
Kung gustong-gustong-gusto talaga kita,
hindi mo malalaman na may gusto ako sa iyo.

Torpe ako.
Hindi lang halata.

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listening to: 6Cycle Mind - Umaasa

I ate a lot and cooked pesto.

2007-04-01T21:25:00.000+08:00

I'm letting my hair down and my mouth become busy since I am not going to the beach anymore this summer.

Eh? What were you thinking, pervert?

I meant, I'm keeping my tummy happy by filling it with...duh! Food! Lots of food! Grease and carbs! Calories! Sodium! Wala nang pakialaman! I don't have to force myself into a skimpy swimsuit naman eh!

So I am stripping away my right to be shocked once I find out I've reached 125 lbs again.

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Wham! Burgers' Kapow! Burger
(Shangri-La Mall)

Ate Dona wanted their Cris Crax fries. I just wanted to try their Kapow! Burger that was featured in QTv's Ang Pinaka...

fri-nyt dinner of tasty buns, juicy beef patty, cheese, salsa, jalapenos...

I had a hard time opening my mouth. Such a big burger.

I shall be back for Bronco Burger!

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Tita Cay's
(my pseudo aunt's house)

Foodtrip while watching Pinoy Big Brother Season 2's live stream at Tita's. The food made it easier to watch the tiresome, zzz-inducing palaspas-making task of the housemates.

Merienda #1:
This is Cara's fruity Graham-Oreo ref cake. Not too sweet. Loved it!

Merienda #2:
Pancakes and bacon: Belated happy good morning!

Tita's Kitchen: My newest tambayan hehe!

beefsteak: my favorite since 1999

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Pesto with Cashew

I didn't want to eat the brown-sugar puto my mom brought from the market. Nor my last E-aji. Needed something with nuts. Hmmm. Ano ba naman 'yung wag ko lagyan ng pine nuts ang pesto di'ba? Kasoy na lang!

cooking my Sunday afternoon merienda

the finished product in drama =p

Oh, and I used part EVOO and part Canola. :)

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listening to: Beyonce and Shakira - Beautiful Liar

2007-03-30T00:26:00.000+08:00

Inukit ko ang pangalan mo sa buhangin.
Ngunit may ibang plano ang mga alon.

Dalawang lapit sa pampang ay binawi na.
Kinuha ng tubig, lahat ay baon.

Darating ang araw na ang buhangin sa buhay ko
ay malililok ng ibang pangalan.

Darating ang panahon na maaalala na lamang kita
Sakaling hangin ay dalhin ako sa karagatan.

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Him: lets make love not war!!
Me:: love is overrated.
Him: ay may bitter....
Me: violent lang
Me: not bitter
Him: love hurts but sometimes its the good hurt.

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Good hurt? Only sexually related pain is good as of the moment. Gahd, he is cheesy. Haha. And I'm not bitter. That's a happy poem. Trust me. It is.

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listening to: http://blackmamba.imeem.com/music/_B2wgriH/love_hurts/

ONL 70s Bistro Gig and Edsa Shangri La Sleepover

2007-03-29T13:33:00.000+08:00

My cousins (including the honorary ones) and I went to 70's Bistro for the Orange and Lemons gig. Yipee! They enjoyed! Yahoo! We all enjoyed!

1 Kuya Edmund, Ate Bec, Barrie, Bangs and Moi
2 Moi, Debbie, MC, Ping, Mary Ann and Kuya Beej

3 Happy Birthday, Rona! <3 Drummerboy Ace & Converter Iya
4 Ako? Demanding??? I am the pseudomarketing manager or ONL. Hahaha. Hatak tao is my newest hobby.

5 Promise. We're still stressed. Uhhh... ako, oo. Ewan ko pala kay Marco.
6 My wonderful cousin MC with Clemskidoo

MORE PICTURES HERE INCLUDING AN EARLICKING THREAT AND PRAYING... WTF? HEHE

We ate at Behrouz, Metrowalk after but it we weren't satisfied. Mister Kabab, I'm sorry not being unfaithful. Then, us girls went to Edsa Shangri-La for a sleepover. Obvious ba. Hindi man lang ako nakapagpalit ng damit. :p Sana everyday breakfast buffet!

7 First installment of my huge breakfast
8 Bloated me, Ate Bec and Tita Vina

MORE PICTURES HERE INCLUDING MY PRELUDE TO KAMA SUTRA POSE BWAHAHA

listening to: Tata Young - El Ninyo

MC, Debbie and Jobert Sucaldito

2007-03-27T15:22:00.000+08:00

I spent the weekend in Bataan and in Subic to be with the Santos clan and my cousins from Oxnard, California. Argggh! I wish I could take a longer break from work. Can't wait to be regularized. Konting araw na lang!

About my 3 day vacay, I spent 1/3 of it at Tito Gerry's resort. 1/3 in Lola's house and Tita Lorna's (my hide-out yosi place hahaha) and 1/3 in Subic.

I heard that ASAP and The Buzz would be at Boardwalk but we didn't bother watching live because it's TOO hot.

MC: Ate, is it always hot here in the Philippines?
Me: No. It's just hot now because it's summer.
MC: When's it going to end?
Me: Lucky you. It just started.
MC: Is it as hot in Manila?
Me: Yes, but you'll be doing a lot of things there so that's bound to keep your mind off the weather.

So, tonight we're bringing them to 70's Bistro, Metrowalk and maybe, The Fort.

While I'm typing this, they are already on their way to Edsa Shang which is right across my office. Hehe! Sana gabi na.

I'm too excited to let MC drink Happy Horse. No alcohol for Debbie, though. She's only 17. Not yet legal. But hmmm... this isn't Cali. :p`

Oh you gotta love the P.I.

my wonderful longlost cousins from cali, deb and mc

with THE Jobert Sucaldito :p
(This is for Oryx, Uniz and Donnie. I know you love him.)

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listening to: Cyndi Lauper - True Colors

Daddy is a Shammie!

2007-03-23T08:32:00.000+08:00

ALONE: Moi in Marc and the boys' gig last night in Alabang
That's what I thought!
*cellphone message alert tone* *reads*
"Dito ako sa loob, near the door. Nood rin ako. Trying to see what my daughter loves so much watching."
TAMA BA NAMANG SINUNDAN AKO NG DADDY KO?!??!???

Tama! Now, makaka-relate na si Daddy sa kakapanood ko ng mga banda-banda at bakit kahit hindi ako nanonood eh nakikipag-inuman ako sa kanila. Woohoo! Happiness!

The pics: (1) Daddy with Cousin Sam. So... tito ni Sam si Daddy? (2) Marc and Moi... not so happy because... (3) Si Daddy ang proxy kay Marc. Hahaha! (4) Daddy and Road Manager James (napagkamalan na naman pala akong manager nila. Sayang hindi ko napicture-an si Trae para may reference na ang mga ignorante) (5) Di ako maka-yosi. Inom na lang!

And my favorite pic, of course is...

"Tito, tito... nice meeting you finally po, tito!"
=)

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listening to: The Beatles - Obladi Oblada

proud teacher moment

2007-03-20T10:59:00.000+08:00

Dianne gave me this composition of hers before she went to Edmonton, Canada.

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The Expository Writing class is like the sea. Sometimes it is dead quiet and you could only hear our professor’s voice, but sometimes it has a clamor- a sudden uproar- just like the sea. I have learned to decipher some of my classmates in Expository Writing class during my short stay with them. Usually when our professor is talking, informing us on our new lesson, it is quiet. By this, I knew most of the, didn’t know what our professor is talking abut. Most of them are clueless. But once the subject in discussion is further explained, you will start to hear voices murmuring. This will eventually turn into noisy students chattering as if now in relief that they understand what is being said.

Most of the time, I have fun although I just often listen and speak when only spoken to. it sounds kind of mean but one thing I like about the class is my classmates who never fail to amuse me with their grammar. This is an English class- and in collegiate level already. So imagine my surprise when they came up with hilarious sentences. One that I can never forget is the “Who is me?” answer from somewhere behind me. I would often just smile or show no reaction but my alter-ego is somewhat guffawing inside (though I never really guffaw). It’s rather entertaining for me.

In Expository Writing class we are often told to write paragraphs which I personally love. I don’t talk much but trust me; I can go on and on when writing. This class really suited me because I am not the type who would want to talk in front of people a lot because I prefer listening and there’s actually no one to have a good conversation with. But I did enjoy the time that we had a debate. Well I’ll say, I love arguing about something I know I can stand up for. Then again, it wasn’t much of a debate because the other party hardly said anything with sense at all, if any, except for this guy who wasn’t even part of our class.

All in all, I still enjoyed this class. The professor always does it for me- when I fancy the professor, I fancy the class. So last but not the least, what I enjoyed the most is our interesting professor. She speaks so intelligently that I enjoyed listening all the more. Not to mention she’s got a sense of humor- and style. I have to say, I learned a lot from her class. All it takes is common sense. But as Ms. Iya always puts it with emphasis, “common sense is not so common after all”- for my classmates- I’d have to agree.

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I must have done something right.

Thank you, Lord.

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listening to: Gwen Stefani feat Pharrell - Yummy

2007-03-19T01:38:00.000+08:00

Say hello to my new baby. My simple, sleek, practical and in gun metal baby. Gun metal gray that is!

Let's name him! Yeah. I'm pretty sure I'll get attached. =)

I think I'm going to name him Dilios. Dill for short. If you've seen 300, then you'll probably get the analogy.

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listening to: Nice Inch Nails - Just Like You Imagined

2007-03-12T23:32:00.000+08:00

___________________for you
________________because of you
______________i am never without tears
because i know when you are happy
________and when you are sad

and it doesn't matter
to you

Sunday Afternoon =)

2007-03-11T20:01:00.000+08:00

Iya and Marc
ang tumaba at ang pumayat

James and Iya
parehong mataba

2007-03-10T13:10:00.000+08:00

Friday. Quiz day. So far, so good. The farther, the better. Mwahaha!

The grammar class know their prepositions and conjunctions. They know not to put neither with or and not to use in for designating exact time. R, the champion absentee was present, and I have his friend, J to thank for telling me, "You really scared him off last meeting when you told him to just drop your class. Did I say scared? No. He was petrified." Oooh. I have a petrifying effect. Touche!

The lit class know their Chinese, Japanese and Indian prose and poetry. (Kung) Fu Tze is revered teacher, so they may start calling me Iya Fu Tze. And Fu Tze is different from Sun Tzu who wrote the Art of War. Katakana is idiographic. Vishnu is not the sun goddess. Joruri is not the play for the masses. And Ramayana is just a freakin bore. It is pronounced RMYN. That's according to Raj, my 300% Indian student from the next class.

The expository writing class know now how to do descriptive writing through senses, images and memory. They understand perfectly that I will rip their paper into shreds if they write in ALL CAPS. Saying salsa sauce is like saying sauce sauce. Saying pizza pie is like saying pie pie. Dr. Grace Shangkuan Koo is one of my major influences. And that Luis Philippe Manzano can define the word INFLUENCE (the ability to persuade both intentionally and unintentionally), immortalized in the notes of my students.

Everybody wants to sit-in.

But before the classroom sit-in, Brown Paper Bag sit-in muna. Burger Manotoc, BullDozer, Kuripot Cono Kid, KatLovesTheBassist, Bi-Camille, Booger Manotoc and I, the Alpha Sensei went to BPB for a few buckets and a few platters of makasalanang chicken skin. Nakakabata. Nakakabata to be with the students (2 are only mine) and nakakabatang mamatay ang kolesterol nung mga kinain namin. But we need to be happy. Just like a Red Horse Happy Horse.

After BPB, I joined Bulldozer and Burger Manotoc in Chaquico's, Makati for the gig of Burger's band, Huevos. I couldn't resist the invite! Wally Gonzalez was also there. And for the ignoramus in you, Wally Gonzalez was part of the icon Juan de la Cruz band. Aaaand huevos is Spanish for eggs. Something that IBM guy doesn't have. Harhar.

The most uncomfortable feeling is from being introduced by your students as their teacher in a gimmick place like that. Oh , the shame! Good thing I didn't go to Absinth with them, because I had to preserve my sanity by going to a place where I wasn't addressed as Miss Iya, Teacher Iya or Ma'am Iya.

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About the pics: (1) BullDOZER, Alpha Sensei, Burger Manotoc and Kuripot Cono Kid

(2) Happy Horse and Red Horse

(3) Mad very happy like a happy horse.

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listening to: Just Jack - Starz in Their Eyes

YOUR TEACHER IS A BITCH.

2007-03-07T21:58:00.000+08:00

Z: Ma'am, do you know Y?
Me: Pardon?
Z: Do you know Y? From IBM? Olympic Heights?
Me: Omigod. How'd you know him?
Z: Ma'am, he's friends with my husband.
Me: Oh. And you? Are you also friends with Y?
Z: No, ma'am.
Me: Good.

GOOOOOOODDDDDD!

Damn the it's-a-small-world-afterall concept. Just saw the hijo de puta last Friday and here he is again, making a comeback in my sphere of existence. A comeback that I'm itching to refuse!

I'm sure that very soon, Z will ask him about me.

What will he tell Z?

A. Your teacher is a bitch!!!!!
B. Your teacher is the bitch!
C. You mean she really is a teacher?
D. Sorry. I don't know her.

God help him if he answers C or D!

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listening to: Prodigy - Breathe

Telling My Whole Life with His Words

2007-03-06T16:04:00.000+08:00

GRACE KELLY
Mika

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

How can I help it
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on the shelf?

Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want

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That's my current alarm tone and ringtone. My most overplayed mp3. You should download it. Sing the violet sky part. Make me hear it. Allow me to laugh at you. And mock you until your deficient, substandard, wretched life becomes greater than this britpop hit.

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Eternal Curse slash Soulmate Donne told me last Sunday that I still like those that are forbidden. And I said yes. I like them. But it doesn't follow that I will take them, utilize them and consume them for my own detriment.

Riiiiiight?

Well, yeah. Partly.

If he weren't bawal, would I still want him?

Oh please, to whom it may concern, let him go. So that I may learn to unwant him.

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Ugh. I want chicharon.

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listening to: Mika - Lollipop

2007-03-05T00:33:00.000+08:00

OO NA. MAARTE NA AKO.

Eh paano naman ako hindi magmimistulang maarte o nag-iinarte eh hindi naman kasi kita type! Polite lang ako kaya hindi kita madeadma na lang basta-basta. Hindi mo pa ako kilala ng mabuti kaya hindi mo pa alam na mas nanaiisin kong maging bastos kaysa maging plastik. Hindi mo pa ako kilala ng lubos kaya mo iniisip na pagsabi ko ng "No." ay may transalation na "Not now. Maybe later."

Paano nga ba gawing OO ang HINDI?

Hindi ko alam. Hindi ko alam sa iyo kasi, ngayon, OO na yata ang gusto kong sabihin. Kaso lang, hindi ka na nagtatanong. Hindi ka na rin nagpaparamdam. Kasi nga, pusta ko, nakaukit na sa utak mo, saksakan ako ng arte. Na nagpupumilit akong magpakipot eh game naman talaga. Well dear, let me reiterate it for you, hindi nga kita type!

Hindi ka matangkad. Hindi ka moreno. Hindi kita gustong manamit. Ayoko ng katawan mo. (Pero hindi pa ako masyadong sure diyan since I haven't seen you naked yet. Errrr... Good lord!) Ayoko ng trabaho mo. Ayoko sa hindi ko mapinpoint na nationality mo. Ayoko rin na nagtuon na ako ng blog space ko para lang mag-rant tungkol sa iyo. Ah basta! Hindi kita type!

Hindi kita type.

Pero gusto kita.

Kasi napapatawa mo ako. At hindi dahil sa balahura ka at dense. Napapaisip at napapatawa mo ako.

At dahil sa palagay ko, tulad ko, napakalaki ng kapasidad ng puso mo na magmahal. Pero mukha ring kagaya ko, hindi ka basta-basta nagtitiwala sa taong papapasukin mo sa puso mo, sa buhay mo. Pero sa kwarto, sige pwede pumasok na kahit sino! Hahaha!

Gusto kita kasi iba ang takbo ng utak mo. Medyo mahirap habulin paminsan pero sapat na minsan sa akin na panoorin ko na lang sa isang sulok ang pagliyad at paglayag palayo sa akin ng imahinasyon mo.

Gusto kita kasi there is something inexplicably sexy about your lips and what they can do. Dalawa pa lang ang alam ko na kaya nilang gawin. Gusto ko pang malamang yung iba.

PERO PAANO KO GAGAWIN 'YUN KUNG MAARTE NGA ANG TINGIN MO SA AKIN?

Ewan ko ba. Pagdating sa iyo, tinutubuan ako ng hiya. Sana ikaw na (uli) ang mauna. Pangako, hindi na ako gagawa ng kahit ano na iisipin mong aksyon ng pag-iinarte. Sige na. Sigurado ako napapaisip ka rin kung ano nga kaya ang nangyari kung hindi ako umatras sa pagkakataong iyon na dapat ako ay sumulong. Sige na. Para hindi ka na nila mahiritan na hindi ka naman ganyan sa ibang babae. Pero sabi mo sa kanila, wala lang.

KUNG 'YON TALAGA ANG GUSTO MONG PANIWALAAN, BAHALA KA.

O SIYA. SIGE NA. MAARTE NA AKO.

PERO PAKIRAMDAM KO, NAG-IINARTE KA NA LANG RIN.

Good, Bad, Good, Bad, GOOD, Bad Baaaad

2007-03-02T23:58:00.000+08:00

Good:

My numero uno sukob-student was active, for the first time, in class. Miracles do happen. Thank you, Lord!

Sukob-student: You know the movie Sukob? As in yung may sumpa? Or sanib. Sumpa ang grammar niya. Vertigo-inducing!

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Bad:

R, blackbelt in absenteeism, didn't attend class again. Ticked me off big time, since he was supposed to report about phrases and clauses as a make up activity. Afterlunch, he approached me and apologized. He gave a goddamn lousy excuse, something not even worth my blog space.

"Miss Iya, I'm really sorry."

"Oh, you should be. Really."

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Good:

I was taking a breather from reading a Japanese short story during my (yosi)break when I saw a familiar face going out of Techno Plaze One (where Fitness First-Eastwood is).

"Luis!"
"Hey Iya!"
*beso*
"I have to run! Meeting in 30minutes!"
"Ok. Bye bye!"

Here, here for the cameo! And to think my post before this was about him. LOL. Tinago pa sa initials na LM. Hahaha, so obvious na di'ba? Lucky me, Fitness First is just across where I teach, huh? =p

Ohhhh... I think one of my bestfriends used to have a crush on him. Hahaha. Ma-inggit nga! =p

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Bad:

Shit. Guess who I saw on my way out of Eastwood. Like you can guess who the fuck it was.

The ex-afterparty! Arrrrrrrggggh! He looked at me like he wanted to say hi, but I just looked away and kept on walking. Morrissey's song on my mind, The More You Ignore Me, The Close I Get.

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GOOD:

After 50 golden years, natuloy na rin! Crepes De France and Dome with Ronapotski and Inez aka Jay Leno! Woohoo!

Thanks, Ron for my non-garlic blueberry cheesecake. =)
Please don't give me a balot cheesecake anytime soon. Or ever!

Crepes de France

Dome

Sisterhood conversation inclusive of: usapang taxi drivers, tricycle drivers, how to rate a tricycle, basketball leagues and TODA, Levi's discount card na gawin na lang bookmark (penge ngang puncher and yarn!), ballers with their bling-blings and all, job and career, martyrdom and stupidity, Orange and Lemons and how oldlooking they are on TV, but just like litol boys in person, Rocksteddy and the anti-Rocksteddy site, porn sites and writing porn materials and being immune to porn, mga lalakeng nagpapanggap na walang girlfriend, how to make ampalaya cheesecake, showbiz chismis, mga drivers na amoy ginisang sibuyas na napanis at nabulok na nakakasakit ng ulo, friendship being sacred, psycho-exgirlfriends, blog boo-boos (visual verification ba kamo) and of course: DEFINE LOVE. Demo na lang!

I love my gurlies! =)

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Bad, baaaad:
My day should have ended g double o d, good but may humabol na baaaaad.

"Inaasar ba ako sa iyo ni U or am I just being paranoid?"

"Paranoid ka lang."

"Gee, thanks. Parang that's not a relief ha."

I asked for it!

I need another good item. Will.eat.blueberry.cheesecake.again. Goodbye!

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listening to: Coldplay - The Scientist

Lucky You.

2007-03-02T01:36:00.000+08:00

LM: ur there (in eastwood) everyday?
Iya: mwf. you?
LM: any free time i have i just sneak a quickie in
LM: oh shit, a workout hehe
Iya: for a splitsec, you got me confused.
LM: hahaha, sorry
Iya: it's ok. nagising ako bigla eh. hahaha
LM: what time is work tom? what do you teach?
Iya: 1030-445
Iya: 3 classes, fundamentals of grammar, expository writing and literature
LM: hehehehe, and how did you get that job?
Iya: i prayed for it. real bad. haha.
LM: wahahaha, oh ok........ a teacher with bikini pics for her friendster, pretty cool
Iya: well, they dont have to know.
Iya: yet.
LM: but it is the worldwide web, hehe
Iya: that's why i said... YET.

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listening to: The Smiths - I Know It's Over

70s Bistro ONL Gig

2007-02-28T21:42:00.000+08:00

Gusto ko magkwento. Pero 'wag na lang.

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The More You Ignore Me The Closer I Get? Oooooh. Gradeschool.
Sino mas mukhang litol boy? Si Marco o si Clementine? O si Iya?!??

Stressed pa rin. Yaaaaataaaaa.
"She's not our fan."
"Talaga. Umayos ka."
after 1 1/2 hrs...
"Fan na ako."
"Ayos!"

Para sa babaeng mahilig tumingala sa kisame

Happy Birthday, Ron! From Drummerboy Ace
(Gedemit. So early the greeting!)

Feeling close ang Iya.
With Big Boss Renard and Direk Marie

A very nice BLURRED shot.
Magdadala kasi ng digicam.

Tara na sa 70s Bistro! Tara na sabi eh!
=)

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Ano nga ba kayang kwento 'yung gusto sanang ikwento ni Iya pero 'wag na lang?

Balita ko tungkol daw sa ang beer hindi ginagawang tubig kahit San Mig Light lang, tungkol sa paglulugar ng pagiging violent at tungkol sa case of mistaken identity. Laughtrip. Asawa daw. HAHAHAHA!

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listening to: Morrissey - The More You Ignore Me, The Closer I Get

Mummee, Daddee, Peegee, Munkee

2007-02-23T00:34:00.000+08:00

My mummee turned 55 yesterday. So we went to Saisaki for dinner because I wanted to stuff myself full with sasheemee and sushee! That's how much my mummee loves me. It's her birthday but she still looked after what would make my tummee happee.

a harrassed looking me, birthday mom and daddy cool

sukiyaki, sushi, maki, sashimi, gyoza, tempura, grilled fish,
blah blah blah basta kuha lang ng kuha ng food sa buffet

I love you, mummee!

And daddee!

how cute! mummee and daddee with peegee and munkee

And my new stap tuys. Munkee and Peegee.

trying to feed my new bedmates with my pahabol sashimi and maki

Please give my 2 new babees decent names.

And please help me lose this writing with ee, okee?

Bweeset. Haha.

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listening to: Happy Birthday to You

Arm Wrestling, Inferno, Marco, Pastillas and Jap-jap

2007-02-20T00:36:00.000+08:00

I love being a teacher! It gives me immeasurable joy. =)

Yesterday morning was rough. I almost got late for work and my students in the first class were mostly late. Rawrr. Lunch time was so-so. I brought tuna sandwich and creamy spaghetti. Shared it with my friend slash student, Earl. Nek-nek na lang 'nung mga nag-aakala na boyfriend ko daw si Earl. Mga loko-loko. Hahaha.

Expository class was fun, as usual. Topic: Composition Writing. First stop, Argumentation. Second stop, dropping the bomb. "Guys, form two groups. We'll have a mini-debate on Friday about celebrity-politicians. Choose two representatives for bato-bato-pik(s). The loser will take the pro-position. Bwahaha!"

But bato-bato-piks is passe. Alternative? Arm wrestling. Mwahahaha.

Art and Chris

The guy in orange won. =p I can't wait for Friday! Woohoo! Debate! And they can't wait for the prize. I'm still thinking of what chocolates to give them. Choki-choki kaya? Mwahaha!

Lit class went overtime. Our topic was figures of speech, so I asked them to give examples of irony, hyperbole, apostrophe blah blah blah. Wag na simile and metaphor. Those are soooo gradeschool. Now, I can't remember why I ended the class with a discussion on Dante Alighieri's Divina Comedia. Oh well. They enjoyed. Kebs na kung paano narelate ang figures of speech sa spheres of Inferno. =p

David, TEACHER IYA, Rico and Kat bonding time
(photo taken by John the Borgy Manotoc look-alike aka Burger Manotoc)

I had to wait for Mcoy for the swap of pseudo-medical info and pastillas. Some of my students accompanied me in McDo to wait for him. Pucha. Ang tagaaaaaaaaaaal. Good thing there were so many things to talk about with my students, like sinong bading sa school, who are the weird teachers, music, diet, Archie the ex-bf of Mada'am Auring... you know. The important stuff. *tee-hee*

The waiting part was long but it was worth it. Palakad pa lang si Marco papunta sa table namin, nakatingin na ako agad sa kamay niya kung may bitbit na pastillas. Tuwing kelan ka naman makakakuha ng JUMBO pastillas from Bulacan, di'ba?

Kaso lang biglang dumaan si Marvin Cruz eh. Attention grabber. Such a cute attention grabber... =p

After 10 years... dumating rin. Fresh from Bulacan.

JUMBO Pastillas . Whee! Hindi jutay!

Jap-jap and Iyayow mid-2006
(Deadbat na ako kagabi, wala na peechure-taking with Jap)

Mas mahal ko lang ng konti ang teaching kaysa sa pastillas. Haha! Pero mas mahal ko sa kanilang dalawa 'yung last na nagpasaya sa akin today. (Errr... kahapon na pala. Shempre madaling-araw na nagbablog pa rin ako. Too many coke floats. Ugh! caffeine kick!) I saw Jap-jap! Grabe. More than 2 months kami hindi nagkita. I missed her bigtime. Ayon. Bansot pa rin. At napapagkamalan pa ring lesbi. Runs in the barkada talaga! =p Had dinner with my other besty at 9pm. In alabang. Fabulous, huh? Parang nilolongjump ko lang ang Libis to Alabang. Muntikan na ako malipasan ng gutom. Si Boy Pastillas kasi, dumaan sa mga lugar na nakakapagdilim ng paningin ang traffic. Pero sige, keri lang. At least, it was an entertaining ride. Hehe. Iba talaga ang showbiz value ni Marco. LOL.

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Post na semi-walang katuturan. Just wanted to share the reasons why I'm feeling h-a-p-p-y! Okay. Goodnight, world. Caffeine kick saying goodbye.

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Pahabol: Akalain mo 'yun. Jap likes Orange and Lemons pala. Favorite song daw niya from the Ultraelectromagneticjam album 'yung Wag Kang matakot. Amazing. Nagkasundo rin kami for once sa music.

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listening to: Eraserheads - Superproxy

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Break-up

Hollowblocks and Butterflies

A Goodbye and An Ultimatum

Nothing is BTS.

Pinprick

Oh the planned randomness!

It's ending...

You make me feel like playing the part.

Music & Lyrics & Mems

Work Happy Blahs

Naiinis ako! Argggggh!

I can't represent Goldilocks. (Hindi daw ako sweet at thoughtful!)

Something only we know

News (?)

Minus 10,000 Pogi Points

Nothing says it better than Multiply.

Because It's a Maruism

When the Bestfriend is Right III

Recollection of the Forgettables

Knives, knives, knives.

Quotable Quotes from U.P. Professors

Misconceptions and J.A.

Steady Sunday (Sexy) Slowdown

Victoria Just Turned 27.

Grey's Anatomy and sex getting in the way.

Dog or Human?

How did patience become a virtue?

Nameless Emotion

Please tell me this is not true.

2003 Flying Out of My Pretty Head

ANG INIT!

Perez > Paris

Awwww!

About a Boy Part I

Say what?!

The Love of My Life after Justin Timberlake

Preschool and Barney

What if luck is just a word invented to justify the randomness of life?

Feel the rain on your skin.

Drake Bell makes me happy.

Married.

May Tama Ka!

7 Reasons to Give Thanks

The ROBIN has left his nest.

Death of a Mentor

Pneumonia and Heartbreak

Gaano ba kalayo ang Tacloban?

I feel like getting a jungle bolo and chopping someone's head off.

Foresight should be a constant.

The universe doesn't owe me anything.

Sting - Until

A Poem for Carla

After The Bright Light

From the YM Archives

I'M IN LOVE! YESSSSS!

Don't Tagalize a Tag Question.

From the 11-Day Survival Kit

Oo nga naman...

The Infamous Unknown

A Dirty Finger for the Philippines

Right back at you!

May I harrass this boy?

Dahil One Week Ka Daw Naka-Leave...

THIS BETTER BE A GOOD DAY.

Because I cannot (and will not) crack jokes everyday

And I Wonder...

HH

I ate a lot and cooked pesto.

ONL 70s Bistro Gig and Edsa Shangri La Sleepover

MC, Debbie and Jobert Sucaldito

Daddy is a Shammie!

*proud teacher moment*

Sunday Afternoon =)

YOUR TEACHER IS A BITCH.

Telling My Whole Life with His Words

Good, Bad, Good, Bad, GOOD, Bad Baaaad

Lucky You.

70s Bistro ONL Gig

Mummee, Daddee, Peegee, Munkee

proud teacher moment