Friday, October 31, 2003

Ended up chatting most of last night away with a classmate form High School. My mind halted when she said: "You haven't changed a bit!"

Should I feel slighted?

My niece, Dominique. 10 months old today and she's turning out to be quite the malditina. I'm so proud.

[in my ears] You Got It Bad - Usher

Thursday, October 30, 2003

Look at us. (Yeah, I'm in there. Guess who?)
Aren't we just fabulous, dah-lings?

Harpy Helloween to everyone.

[in my ears] Out Of My League - Stephen Speaks

Wednesday, October 29, 2003

What Makes You Sexy? by eva71
Sexy Body Part IsYour Boobs
Special Talents AreEverything (Multi-talented)
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

You have no idea how hysterical this is to me. Well, if you're my friend, then maybe you know.

Wahahahaha! ROFLMAO.

Before anything else...

Does anyone know a place where I can upload an mp3 file so I can put up a link that when I click on, everyone gets to hear whatever it is that's behind it? Or does anyone know of somewhere that has *the mp3 file* already linked? Thanks.

Back to your regularly scheduled me.

There's this song I listen to whenever I miss my friends. Which is strange because the song has nothing to do with friendship. I would put up the lyrics here, but then I realized that if you read it without listening to the song, it's actually quite sappy.

So unless I get some answers about the thing *up there*, Out Of My League will remain on my PC forever.

[in my ears] Real - Plumb

Tuesday, October 28, 2003

Bang on the Door's vision of Passion. As immortalized on a ChupaChups sticker.

I like how the girl's arms and right leg are wrapped anaconda-style around the guy's body - pinning his arms to his sides.

That's passion, alright.

Speaking of passion:

Matthew: Without you, I'm as lonely as an abandoned dog on the side of a highway. I have gift anxiety, even though I don't know when your birthday is. We can spend perfect days shopping and cleaning together. I swear, I'll never make wisecracks when you scrape your tires against the curb while parallel parking. If you consent to live with me, I'll clean the toilet every week. I'll do it with my tongue if you ask. I will strike the words "hooters" and "love rockets" from my vocabulary. I'll love you. Even if your name is Mimi and you want me to pronounce it "May May". I will only pass gas underneath the covers and under the direst of circumstances. Hell, I'll go on a low cholesterol diet. And I won't buy one of those red sports cars when I hit my mid-life crisis. Your parents can come visit us every week, even if your mom is a witch with a capital B. And your folks don't have to go to a retirement home because they can come live with us. I declare, I'll separate the whites from the colors and learn the mysteries of hot and cold water washes. I'll never huff and puff while waiting for you to put on my makeup. If you're a cat person, I'll never point out the fact that a dog can save your life from drowning, but a cat can't. I will happily go see chick flicks with you, like "Pride and Prejudice". I'll make a point to trying new food like okra gumbo. I won't curl my nose at vegetables whose awful taste is disguised by having cheese on it. I pledge to always say "yes" when you ask, "Is my hair looking okay tonight?" I'm gonna bring a whole new meaning to the word "cuddle". I'll be thoughtful enough to read your horoscope every day. I'm gonna save every birthday card you send me! And I'll actually write you real letters when we're apart. I'm never gonna expect you to know where I left my car keys, and I'll never leave my socks on the floor. With me, you'll find the cap is always on the toothpaste. I'll start wearing those bikini style underwear if you like. My belly button will always be lint free. I want to full-on kiss your clitoris. It will be the most passionate, intimate experience you've ever had. I declare now, I will give my life for you. And if you fail to come to me, I know some part of me will surely die.
Top that.

I dare you.

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

Monday, October 27, 2003

Given time we'll forget
Let's pretend we never met

Why don't we break up?
There's nothing left to say
I've got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And when I'm sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away

Screw you, I didn't like your taste

Is it me, or has the interent become incredibly boring all of a sudden?

[in my ears] Day And Night - Billie Piper

Saturday, October 25, 2003

That's the clean side of my workstation. You should see the other bits of it. Disastrous.
PC, diskette, Vienna Teng CD, wallet, Prozac pen, folder, purse, cellphone charger, mug and the wyteboard.

Put that up here because I have nothing else to write about.
Oh, I've half the mind to just junk this and move to NuTANG. NuTANG loves me.

[in my ears] Under The Bridge - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Friday, October 24, 2003

...It hurts to feel inadequate and unworthy of someone with all the right qualities, and I don't pretend not to cry at nights knowing that the permanence of loneliness in my life is a big possibility. But the philosophy that has kept my sanity in check is that there is no point in being miserable about something that is not tangible in my life just yet...I see nothing much that can be done when you don't even see what you want. If there's another thing I've learned, it's never to settle for anything less than what I need. The sad thing about life is that dreams are usually so cookie-cutter perfect, that people just settle for the closest things to them. They don't believe in the existence and sheer possibilities of their own desires. Like me, they're probably afraid to...But what does prepare a person for love and desire, pain and loss? Each of un runs from even the things we want, primarily because we are afraid to claim them as ours, of consequently being incapable of keeping them, and of realizing that we are inadequate for their needs and wants.

Trina Dela Rama
From Malate, the official literary folio of DLSU

Thursday, October 23, 2003

Is it possible to be completely busy and absolutely bored at the same time? Or are two of my personalities just manifesting themselves at the same time? Do the laws of physics even allow that?

Going back and forth between workstations, transferring master to slave copies, redubbing, labelling - I've never been busier but my eyes are drooping (malamlam is what my dad would call it). I don't even mind that I can't log into YM because I leave in mid-conversation anyway (HUGE apoligies to Owi and Agnes). I just want to collapse in mid-stride. This isn't like me.

[in my ears] Rhett Miller singing a song asking if he's going "to be lonely for the rest" of his life.

Wednesday, October 22, 2003

When your parents tell you to turn off the television because it's going to turn your brain to hummus, BELIEVE THEM. Grab a book, magazine, encyclopedia, pamphlet, brochure (whatever printed material you have) and sit down for 15 minutes and read. Absorb the words and let your imagination take over. I think this will be especially successful with Harold Robbins' work.

I just came from the offices of EMI in Greenhills where I spent 5 whole hours dubbing music videos. My brain is fried and Robbie's Rock DJ is replaying itself over and over in my head. I saw the uncensored version for the first time today....*shudder* Robbie, honey, I love you but...that was a bit graphic. Beauty isn't skin deep, but you didn't have to PROVE it.

I'm turning into a condescending adult, aren't I?

[in my ears] some Smash Mouth song

Tuesday, October 21, 2003

I'm not blogging, I'm eating!
Chicharon and pancit, no less. Thank you, Pantoja.

Aaanyway. For the curious, I gave the camera back today. And the photos are up. I WOULD post them here, only they're too big (880 x 500 px!!!!). And I would show you my album, but....

[in my ears] Shut Your Mouth - Garbage

Monday, October 20, 2003

Using the office camera is making me nervous. I'm giving it back tomorrow, so I can rest easy.

I still haven't finished the article; hopefully it'll be ok by Thursday because if I don't give one, I'm dead.

SS people? Photos will be up soon. I guess I'm going to have to join the mailing group again, huh?


[in my ears] Rock Your Body - Justin Timberlake

Sunday, October 19, 2003

Dear John Mayer,

I'm very, very disappointed in you.


[in my ears] Come On Over - Christina Aguilera

Friday, October 17, 2003

Sugar is now officially banned from my food list.

Apparently, it exacerbates the cough that I (still) have. The cough is an extended - and extremely voluble - reminder of The Great Flu Experience that was last month.

It's a good thing I don't have a sweet tooth or I would have gone into withdrawal right about now. But bidding sugar paalam would also mean saying goodbye to cinnamon rolls. What am I supposed to have with tea now?!?!?


And since I CAN'T eat sugar, I'm going to promote myself na lang.

How many blogs do you guys have?
I have TEN.
There's another one linked here. See the links on the right? The ones in orange? Look for the one that says ALTER BLOG. Say hi to me there.

Oh and, strawberry milkshake friends? I'm going to be bringing a camera tomorrow - the office workhorse - because I'm going to use you guys for the article. If you have copyright concerns about your face (baka may exclusivity clause mga mukha nyo), tell me ok? Because I can't afford a lawsuit right now.

[in my ears] Smoke - Natalie Imbruglia

Thursday, October 16, 2003

I must say that as a cook I kick ass.

Although I do find it strange that I can make the complicated stuff and fail miserably everytime I try to make adobo.

And I can't bake. My sponge cakes end up being poundcakes.

[in my ears] Endure - Plumb

Wednesday, October 15, 2003

It's my brother's birthday today. His 23rd.
I promised I wouldn't post any photos of him here, so I won't. He can kick my ass (literally - he was in varsity soccer [sorry, Kim] in high school), and I'm not about to tempt fate.

*Besides I already have several pictures of him in my online album - which he doesn't know the URL to.*

Happy Birthday Noel. I won't be able to attend your birthday dinner later, but I'll take you out this weekend, ok?

And she deserves a special mention because she made this morning perfect.
Ling, ate loves you. Even if she bitches most of the time.

[in my ears] Last Thing On My Mind - Steps

Tuesday, October 14, 2003

Heidi is in Paris. Wish her well, people.
I told her to take the obligatory pictures at the Eiffel Tower and at one of those outdoor cafes wearing a beret and clutching a baguette.

My brain isn't working because it's currently preoccupied with lunch.

[in my ears] First Glance - Rockwell Ryan

Monday, October 13, 2003

Vienna Teng

Hey love
Is that the name you're meant to have for me to call
Look love
They've given up believing
They've turned aside our stories of the gentle fall
But don't you believe them
Don't you drink their poison too
These are the scars that words have carved on me

Hey love
That's the name we've long held back
From the core of truth
So don't turn away now
I am turning in revolution
These are the scars that silence carved on me

This is the same place
No not the same place
This is not the same place, love
No not the same place we've been before

Hey Love
I am a constant satellite of your blazing sun
My love
I obey your law of gravity
This is the fate you've carved on me
Your law of gravity

Photo from Amazon.com

Sunday, October 12, 2003

You want to know how completely out of it I am?

I woke up yesterday with a phone number in my head. The entire day I kept muttering "Who the hell does 09** - 55***** belong to??" I spent an entire day looking like I swallowed push pins.

This morning I gave up and asked my sister who that number belonged to. The answer I got?

"Idiot. That's your number."

Dear Strawberry milkshake friends,

La Piadina, Kitchen or SuperBowl?

[in my ears] Wherever You Will Go - The Calling

Friday, October 10, 2003

Dear people I miss more than Strawberry shake,

I want to see you all next weekend.
Saturday is a good thing, because I work on Sunday evening (I'll explain later) and because Lorrie has training on Sunday.
Don't tell me you can't come because I know for a fact hell week is over (or nearly over).


Kim? Will you be there?
Agnes? Beauty parlor visit before lamyerda?
Yam? I'm going to be asking my boss about your request.


P.S. Elliot just broke his femur. Go congratulate him.

[in my ears] You Raise Me Up - Josh Groban

Thursday, October 09, 2003

Because I miss:

Agnes (maski lagi kaming nagchichikahan)

And all the people loving FFB led me to, let's all meet up next weekend ok?

[in my ears] Speak - Nickel Creek

Malapit na akong pumatay ng tao. Pramis.

It doesn't help that AML is acting like a spoiled brat. *shakes head* It's frustrating. And my best friend is right: thinking too much will kill you, or at the very least give you alopecia.

Buti na lang I have my GJ and Tabulas accounts.

[in my ears]It's The Way You Make Me Feel - Steps

Wednesday, October 08, 2003

It's not even lunch and I'm already pissed off.

I'm not a chatroom moderator anymore so why am I doing their job? Just because I'm here every day doesn't mean that I can cover for them, does it??? Fuckitall, fucking, punyeta irresponsible assholes. YOUR JOB IS NOT MY RESPONSIBILITY!

So, if I hadn't gone to work today, Emer was going to be alone?!?!? PUNYETA, MAKE FUCKING ARRANGEMENTS FOR SOMEONE TO COVER YOUR SHIFT!!!!

Monday, October 06, 2003

I have a feeling that Bench's sales will soar from now until November.

[in my ears] Goodnight Girl - Wet Wet Wet

Text from Yam this morning.

Yam: ok, how do you really pronounce "reqiuem"?
Me: accdg to dictionary.com, it's "re-ki-yem".
Yam: Thanks! :)
Me:you're welcome :) what do you need it for ba? g'morning yam!
Yam: MORNING! a friend and i saw a poster advertising it, and we began arguing about how it's pronounced.
Me:wow. monday pa lang, ang bigat na ng conversation nyo.

I love my friends.


I found Gerry Alanguilan's blog.

...I wanted people to experience art at it's most basic, at its barest. People are getting so used to doing things digitally, it would be nice to get down and dirty once in a while. I wanted everyone to draw from their surroundings, not only to practice their drawing, but to also practice their skills of observation. It all turned out well, and I think we'll do it again next month.

**from his August 31 entry**
Now if I could only find Whilce Portacio's.

I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy!

[in my ears] some Brian Adams song

Sunday, October 05, 2003

My boss is psychic. Alam nya kung sino ang mananalo sa UAAP mens' basketball this season.
At, Atenista ang boss ko ha.

His explaination is perfectly logical, too.
See, Ateneo wins ONLY when they wear their white jerseys. When they wear the blue one, they lose.

Today is Game 2 and they're wearing the white jersey. So....this game is pretty much theirs.


They wear the blue jersey for Game 3.

Congratulations FEU.

[in my ears] UAAP. Ano pa ba kaya?!

Saturday, October 04, 2003

Kids, when you get a job what will ultimately save you is not your salary or if you have a good view from your window or your paycheck or whether or not your officemates are amazing.

The question of how organized your boss is will be your saving grace.

Thank God for the OJT Killer.

[in my ears] Why Don't You And I - Santana feat. Chad Kroeger

Friday, October 03, 2003

Because Christmas is coming up.
So here.

* The Blair Bitch Project
* Knights in Shining Armor Sometimes Play Guitars
* Sesame Street: Unpaved
* Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas
* The Lovely Bones
* Couldn't Keep It to Myself : Testimonies from Our Imprisoned Sisters - gedemmit Mr. Lamb. WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO GOOD?!
* the complete collection of Robert Fulghum's works
* a copy of The Spitfire Grill
* everything written by Michael de Montaigne

I thought I wanted that new keychain digital camera by Philips, but I was wrong.
I'd rather have books.

I may be reverting to Luddism, after all.
Naaaaah. I'd miss blogging too much.

[in my ears] Remedy - Black Crowes

Thursday, October 02, 2003

This was posted on a blurty that is linked to mine.

quotable quotes from the war between Kris Aquino and Joey Marquez, courtesy of that fabulous drag queen, Melanie Marquez.

* * * * *

Melanie: "My brother is not a girl, he is a gentleman."

Melanie: "That's why I'm a success, it's because I do not MIDDLE in other people's lives."
(may katwiran. hindi nga naman siya nanggigitna!)

Melanie: "Do not judge my brother, he is not a book!"
(and he is. . . . . ??)

Melanie: (in an angry and self-righteous tone) "i won't stoop down to my level!"
(dapat lang 'day! sa tangkad mong 'yan, bali ang likod mo!)

Melanie: (as angry as hell) "hello? bulag ka ba? bingi ka ba? (points to ear) are you DEP????"
(Hindi ah. . . shinampoo ko lang 'yan. . . )

Melanie: "yung std... baka sa maruming toilet lang nya nakuha yan."
(hmmm....may punto ..... kung autistic ka!!)

Melanie: (one of her best points yet) "eh ikaw ba naman durugin ang ari mo? pag di ba naman manutok ka ng baril?"
(this is a very popular observation of renowned psychologists. it's called the "mash the crotch, cock a gun" phenomenon)

naalala ko tuloy yung isa pa nyang comment noon ...

Melanie: "i don't eat meat. i'm not a carnival."
(but you sure create one each time you open your mouth, honey!)

She could just be the saving grace of this entire comedy.

[in my ears] If Tomorrow Never Comes - Ronan Keating

Wednesday, October 01, 2003

I don't know what it is about today, but traffic was a bare minimum. EDSA was...clear. I got to the office in 15 minutes. That's including the waiting time for public transportation.

That's almost a miracle.

[in my ears] You Raise Me Up - Josh Groban