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Thursday, August 28, 2003

Look at the note Bravenet gave me. Down there. Look.
I would change my code if I could remember my username and password.

On another note: why is it that when you mix vanilla bean pods with vodka and let that sit for a month you get really good vanilla extract, but when a gorgeous man downs the exact same abount of the liquor in a few hours he just turns into a moron?

[in my ears] Walk On The Ocean - Toad the Wet Sprocket

Wednesday, August 27, 2003

So does this mean that I was promoted? Or was I just given more responsibility on a (potentially) silver platter?
Answers, please.

[in my ears] Goodnight Girl - Wet Wet Wet

Monday, August 25, 2003

Tip for everyone who hope to make it big in showbiz (or, as my sister says it: shiyowbeeeez) someday: never antagonize the people you go to school with. Especially if you go to a private, catholic girls' school. Because after you're in and they name you after a fruit, and your attitude changes to that of a spitting cobra with PMS, when you die people's reactions to your death will range from: "She was not a nice person", to: "She was an evil bitch. She deserved to die." And all your mother's public pronouncements that you were a sweet, gentle, affectionate person will have people wanting to tar and feather her.

This is Pia Garcia. Just thinking aloud.

[in my ears] Once In A Lifetime - Craig David

Friday, August 22, 2003

Saddest Poem
by Pablo Neruda

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.

It's inhuman to make people - who aren't in the industry of agriculture - wake up early on a NATIONAL HOLIDAY and have them go to work.

[in my ears] Ramones tribute on the channel

Thursday, August 21, 2003

Note to self:
For next week's show, call mandaluyong and tell them to turn on the template at EXACTLY 9pm, whether we're on the air or not.

[in my ears] UAAP replay on my channel

Wednesday, August 20, 2003

Who Will You Marry? by Sari
Name
DateApril 1, 2021
SpouseClay Aiken
Price of Wedding$125,386
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

Who?!


Pia

is a Giant Moth that can Generate Electricity and Fly, is Very Slow, and eats Metal.

Strength: 4 Agility: 7 Intelligence: 5



To see if your Giant Battle Monster can
defeat Pia, enter your name and choose an attack:

fights Pia using


Who knew?

[in my ears] baby formula commercial on TV

Tuesday, August 19, 2003

Kanlungan
Noel Cabangon

Pana-panahon ang pagkakataon
Maibabalik ba ang kahapon?

Natatandaan mo pa ba,
Nang tayong dalwa ang unang nagkita?
Panahon ng kamusmusan
Sa piling ng mga bulaklak at halaman
Doon tayong nagsimulang
Mangarap at tumula

Natatandaan mo pa ba,
Inukit kong puso sa punong mangga
At ang inalay kong gumamela
Magkahawak-kamay sa dalampasigan
Malayang tulad ng mga ibon
Ang gunita ng ating kahapon

Ang mga puno't halaman
Ay kabiyak ng ating gunita
Sa paglipas ng panahon bakit kailangan ding lumisan?

Pana-panahon ang pagkakataon,
Maibabalik ba ang kahapon?

Ngayon ikaw ay nagbalik
At tulad ko rin ang iyong pananabik
Makita ang dating kanlungan
Tahanan ng ating tula at pangarap
Ngayon ay naglaho na
Saan hahanapin pa?

Lumilipas ang panahon
Kabiyak ng ating gunita
Ang mga puno't halaman
Bakit kailangan lumisan?

Pana-panahon ang pagkakataon,
Maibabalik ba ang kahapon?

Lumilipas ang panahon
Kabiyak ng ating gunita
Ang mga puno't halaman
Bakit kailangan lumisan?

Pana-panahon ang pagkakataon
Maibabalik ba ang kahapon?

It's a holiday in fair QC today. Which means a holiday for the working folk - all but US that us. I don't mind, I need to get a head start on some things anyway. *shrugs*

Michael Buble (accent on the "e", please) is coming town and the ticket prices made my jaw drop. $95!!!!! For that kind of money he'd better be singing to ME alone. Considering the fact that he isn't really that popular here, I shudder to think about how much tickets to my Josh Groban's concert will cost. Oh well, I'll be sure to go to the press conference anyway, so I guess I'll have him sign my CD there.

I am making a conscious effort to be a fan of someone. I want to be a big fan of someone so I won't be so dismissive of others. The last time was when I was 13 and the OoD was NKOTB - and we all know what happened to them, don't we?

[in my ears] Change the World - Eric Clapton

Monday, August 18, 2003

When I was younger, the only thing I wanted more than food and air was (were?) books. I remember my mom once asked me what I wanted when I turned eighteen and I looked up at her and answered: "a library." She smiled at me and from that day on, I got 3 new books every week.

I also got a huge box of books from my grandfather right before he died. I didn't know much about my mom's dad, because he and my grandmother separated even before my mom met sperm donor. I don't recall ever really talking to him or receiving gifts or letters either, but I figured that he must be a good sort to send me books.

One of the books included in the package was a paperback called "Hey, Didi Darling", it was written by S.A. Kennedy and was published around 1984. I loved that book to death. Even after The Uses of Enchantment, Color is the Suffering of Light and She's Come Undone, I go back to that book and realize that it still speaks to me as clearly now as it did all those years ago.

[in my ears] Crazy-Britney Spears

Friday, August 15, 2003

JecK sent this to my e-mail.


The moon and Mars


[in my ears] the Indigo Girls on my channel

Thursday, August 14, 2003

It's been a pretty tense few days for me here at work. Nobody's breathing down my neck or anything like that, it's because I'm included in the team that produces a live cable talk show about the UAAP. It's a group effort and the people I'm with are very capable and very knowledgable about how to put together these kinds of shows. But see, I know nothing about it. Nada. Nothing. Zero. Zilch. Wala. There was a meeting at the beginning of this week, and I basically sat there with big eyes and a slack jaw. I took notes, but at that time, nothing was sinking in. Everyone was calm, and confident. I needed to jumpstart my brain after a few minutes. Also, since Jovan is on leave (wish him well, guys. He deserves it), he also put me in charge of a few things which I never thought I would be doing. Again, nothing heavy, but enough to put an inexperienced doof like me through loops trying to get everything in order. He's been extremely supportive and kept telling me to "be calm. Don't be tense. Enjoy the entire experience." I don't know about you, but I get uneasy when someone tells me things like that.

But then, I got an IM from Anna (",) a few minutes ago and she asked how many hours I spend in the office. I told her that I worked around 10 hours a day, more or less. She said that it was a pretty fair time, but then told me that I should be careful as "work is addictive around these parts". I had to smile at the last bit, because I knew what she meant.

She also sent me an e-mail about trying to establish a healthy balance between work and your life:

... encourage people to put some balance in their lives. For instance, here is a guideline I find helpful:
1) Wake up, eat a good breakfast, and go to work.
2) Work hard and smart for eight or nine hours.
3) Go home.
4) Read the books/comics, watch a funny movie, dig in the dirt, play with your kids, etc.
5) Eat well and sleep well.

...Love your job, but don't fall in love with the company.


I feel much better now.

[in my ears] Full of Grace - Sarah McLachlan

Last night, I got to my parent's house at around 10pm. Most of that evening was spent lying on our backs on our modest patch of grass looking up at the full moon and the brightest planet up there.

Even with all the light pollution, it was still beautiful. And if I had a camera with me at that moment, I would have taken enough pictures to make you sick.

[in my ears] Til I Hear It From You - Gin Blossoms

Wednesday, August 13, 2003

More than anything else:

Happy 52nd Birthday to the best human being on the Planet.
Happy Birthday, mommy.

[in my ears] JecK reprimanding Rachel - "Kerosene na lang ang katapat ng PC mo..."

Hey guys! The CineManila International Film Festival is now happening in the P.I. and will run from August 7th to the 24th. If you want to see some really good films (and you just happen to be in Manila), you can see the screening schedule right here.

Marco greatly reccomends 24 Hour Party People and Dogville.

Also, Plumb is coming to town at the end of the month do do a show at the Rockwell tent and there's going to be an autograph signing session at Tower Records in Glorietta on the 28th.

[in my ears] clicking keyboard

Tuesday, August 12, 2003

I got this shirt from a friend, who bought it in Spain and I'm selling it.
It's clean, never worn, new - so new, it still has the tag!
Tell me if you guys are interested, ok?




[in my ears] Flight of the Bumblebee - Maksim

Monday, August 11, 2003

With OJT Killer on a 2 week leave, guess who's taking over?

I don't mind really, my weekdays are free and I get to see how the channel works. I hope I remember all the instructions he gave to me. Pray for me guys.

[in my ears] Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes - Edison Lighthouse

Sunday, August 10, 2003

Pia
is a
Garlic-Eating Colobus Monkey


...with a Battle Rating of 7.8



To see if your Food-Eating Battle Monkey can
defeat Pia, enter your name:



[in my ears] Damaged - Plumb

Saturday, August 09, 2003

I am no one's Girl Friday anymore.
Ffffffffuck it hurts more than I thought it would.

[in my ears] Addicted To Bass - Puretone

Last Thursday evening was argh (say it the way Charlie Brown does, please) night for me. It was the first evening of my channel's new show which is devoted entirely to the UAAP. I seriously thought I was going to screw up, but thankfully, didn't. OJT Killer even said that we were "doing a good job" (of course he said that after I sent out a text that told him I was dying). And a lot of people seemed to think that our efforts were admirable. So, all's well that ends well.

If you guys subscribe to SkyCable, please watch UAAP Central every Thursday at 9pm on channel 48. Spread the word.

[in my ears] Hopelessly Addicted - The Corrs

Thursday, August 07, 2003

Duncan Sheik liked my piece.
HA!

[in my ears] UAAP rerun on PinoyCentral TV

OK fine.
Here's my blurty home.
Almost...But Not Quite

[in my ears] Pretend To Be Nice - Josie and the Pussycats OST

For BatJay,
May it bring back all those wonderful memories

Galileo's head was on the block,
the crime was looking up the truth.
And as the bombshells of my daily fears explode
I try to trace them to my youth.

And then you had to bring up reincarnation
over a couple of beers the other night.
And now I'm serving time for mistakes made by another in a another lifetime.

How long till my soul gets it right?
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light?
I call on the resting soul of Galileo
King of night vision, king of insight.

And then I think about my fear of motion,
which I never could explain.
Some other fool across the ocean years ago
must have crashed his little airplane.

How long till my soul gets it right?
Could any human being ever reach that kind of light?
I call on the resting soul of Galileo
King of night vision, king of insight.

I'm not making a joke, you know me; I take everything so seriously.
If you wait till the time till all souls get it right
then at least I know they'll be no nuclear annihilation in my life time.
I’m still not right.

"I offer thanks to those before me," that's all I’ve got to say.
Cuz maybe you squandered big bucks in your lifetime
Now I have to pay.

But then again it feels like some sort of inspiration
To let the next life off the hook.
But she'll say, "Look what I had to overcome from my last life,
I think I'll write a book."

How long till my soul gets it right?
Can any human being ever reach the highest light?
Except for Galileo, God rest his soul
King of night vision, king of insight.

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

Almost had a heart attack last night.
I got a txt message from JecK last night telling me that "Paolo was asking for you." I turned green. Txted back: "Galit ba? Bakit daw?" "Suplado e. Importante ata yung sasabihin." Patay. Txted OJT Killer (who is on leave, BTW), asking if he knew what it was about. Turns out that I'll be assigned to a UAAP thingie for PinoyCentral.

You know you're working for a media company when people around you insist on leaving you in suspense.
Bweset.

[in my ears] Galileo - Indigo Girls

Sunday, August 03, 2003



*looks at the current world's population* You must have a lot of frustration then.

What pisses you off?
Created by ptocheia


I was happy up until 30 seconds ago. I was SO happy, I turned cartwheels in the office.
Now I just want to fall over and drop dead.
I am also seriously considering the possibility that I just may be bipolar. But then if I am, then the entire world must be too, right?

Mental disorders are too relative nowadays.

But I think that you'll all agree with me when I say that there are few things in the world more sad than dreading to go home because you dislike who you're going to find there.

I am so knotted that even the Spin Doctors can't cheer me up.

[in my ears] Two Princes - Spin Doctors

Friday, August 01, 2003

You know what I want right now?
I want to be on the receiving end of a HUGE crush. I want to feel how it is to be adored.

I also want this:


[in my ears] Work It - Missy Elliot