Friday, January 30, 2004

If you're ever in a funk again - you know, underappreciated, unloved - go here and validate your existence. External validation is a good thing, regardless of what anyone tells you.

According to them, September (my birthday month) is:

ADHD Month - explains a lot.
Be Kind To Editors and Writers Month - kitam?
Hug a Texas Chef Month - Tyler Florence is from where?
International Gay Square Dancing Month
Library Card Sign-up Month
- haha!! i have a reason to taunt people who don't own library cards!
National Humor in Business Month - the business I'm involved with is humorous, alright.
National Rice Month - reason why I can never do Atkins.
Pleasure Your Mate Month - Orayt!!!!
Subliminal Marketing Month

September is a great month :)

Thursday, January 29, 2004

Minsan sa isang buwan ipinapanalangin ko na sana naging lalaki na lang ako. O kaya puno ng papaya, kasi joskoh. Masakit.

Punyemas na puson 'to.


Magsasara na ang provincial chatrooms ng PinoyCentral TV. Haaaaay. Ang sakit aminin.

Yun ang dahilan ng meeting kahapon. Hindi inaasahan; ayaw naming mangyari, pero ano pa nga ba ang magagawa namin?
There was a small part of me that was glad that I and several others were staying, but I was unhappy for the most part. Karamihan kasi ng mawawala e yung mga nakasama ko na dito ng matagal. May mga kaibigan na naman ako na hindi ko madalas makikita. Pero ganon e. Ipinagdarasal ko na lang na sila din ang magpuno sa mga posisyon na bukas dito sa opisina.

Sabi nga ng boss ko: Dream. Believe. Survive.

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

If you're going to watch one clever movie for the first qurter of the year, go see The Last Samurai.

Tom Cruise didn't chew up the movie; It wasn't a movie with Tom Cruise being Tom Cruise. Ken Watanabe deserves that Oscar nomination.

Tuesday, January 27, 2004

...If there's one thing I've learned, it's never to settle for anything less that what you 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 sheer possibility of their dreams.

Monday, January 26, 2004

Can anyone suggest a good (as in will NOT croak) comments thingie? One that's easy to install?

I hate Blog Out....

It died. Halo Scan is my new best friend.

Sunday, January 25, 2004

Blogger has it in against me.
Nothing here seems to be working right.

Now my links aren't showing up.

Punyetang Blogger.

Friday, January 23, 2004

For your entertainment pleasure:
Smack the PingU.

I got a 588.3

Thursday, January 22, 2004

Sun nien fai lok, kung hei fat choi!

Apparently, that translates to: "Happy New Year, may you be prosperous."
Chinese-speaking people, please correct me if I'm wrong.

I guess this explains as to why there are a lot of people are wearing red :)
And according to horoscope reports, this'll be a good year for me. Monkeys and snakes DO mix well.

Wednesday, January 21, 2004

Drama Queen by association.
My PC died. It's dead. Patay. Dedbol. Gave up it's ghost.
And it did so in a very Sampaguita/LVN Pictures kind of way.

First the images in the monitor turned reddish, then yellowish (blood and plasma), then it kind of sputtered. Then pffft. Namatay.

Is my comments thing working now?

Oh well.
It was the 20th yesterday. Bad things happen to me every January 20th.

Is my comments thing working now?

Tuesday, January 20, 2004

Conversation I am currently having with Roxanna Banana

*after showing a picture of crush*
Roxy: he looks a lot like dave moffat *the gay Moffatt, fyi.*
Me: Although Dave IS yummy.
Roxy: okay. more like a cross between dave and devon sawa. kasi, bff, in case you never notice - YOUR CRUSHES LOOK FREAKISHLY ALIKE
Roxy: okay. jorky and karl look alike. and then eric and *crush boy* look alike. josh is in a class all his own. did i miss anyone?
Me: ethan and joe millionaire
Roxy: ethan, joe and josh pala are from the same mold. it's just that singing doesn't develop josh's muscles, so... oh, and gordo
Me: hobbits all grown up?
Roxy: no. just evan marriott. he's the hobbit fortunate enough to get lots of hobbit growth hormone (HGH)

Come home....

Monday, January 19, 2004

I hate my life.
No. I mean I really HATE my life.
You love yours?
I hate you, too.

Agnes *sob* .... where are you?
I need ... retail therapy. Or to watch Return of the King.
I'll drag JecK's ass all over Manila just to watch it, if I have to.

If you're reading this: LEAVE L.A. AND COME BACK HOME!!!!

p.s. It doesn't help that AML is being an asshat.
p.p.s. I have the most amazing Launch radio ever. Tito Puente, John Coltrane, Matchbox 20, Moby, Chemical Brothers, Paul Van Dyke...

Saturday, January 17, 2004

And it's up and running once again.

Comment thingie is working now.
Let the lambasting begin.

Jealous of the one whose arms are around you
If she's keeping you satisfied.
Jealous of the one who finally found you
Made your sun and your stars collide.

Of all the songs to get stuck in my head.....

Friday, January 16, 2004

I swear to God I got this message:

ANN CORTIS luk a like pretty n fresh 21yold nids long time BOYFREND just CALL ME 091********

Ann CORTIS daw.

You're superficial, I'm a misfit
That's okay.

Thursday, January 15, 2004

We weren't the closest growing up, my cousin and I. We shared a crib, but that was because my mom and his mom suddenly decided that they needed each other through their pregnancies (my mom's first, my tita's third). Tess (mommy) and Cecilia (his mom) spent a lot of time in the same house after the births (mine in September, his in October) so we were alternatly dumped in each other's cribs. According to my Child Psych professor (Prof. Claravall, Yale must be lurving you), children have no memories before the age of three so I don't have any recollection of how we related to each other. Although the mommies would frequently retell stories of how I bullied him because I was the bigger baby (size-wise then - he's about 6'2" now, I'm still a midget).

My sister and I are the only females born into our generation (first cousins-wise) but unlike her, I never hung our with my male cousins. I couldn't be as "rough" as them and I decided that having bruises and cuts didn't exactly endear me to my father's nerves. Pre-puberty and the teen years were painful as you can surmise.

OK, so we're still not close. I haven't spoken with him for over 2 years. I get news of how he is from his mom and from his brothers, but from him? pffft.

So why, then, should I be bothered about the news that he has an almost year-old-child? That I have 2 almost one-year-old nieces? I feel like this invalidates me further than I already am.

P.S. I'm also worried that this further reinstates everyone's supposition that we're turning out to become the "normal" ones; the "good" children. Because I'm not entirely sure that it's a good thing.

Wednesday, January 14, 2004

A moment of catharsis please:


You broke my heart.

If you happen to know a Jonathan, cuss him out for me.
Or just wag a finger (pick your favorite one) at him and say "shame, shame."

It's Roxanne's birthday today :)
Wish her a happy one.

Sunday, January 11, 2004

I went running with my sister yesterday.

She's a distance runner and I get winded going up and down the stairs several times.
Anyway, I stopped after my third round. I decided that seeing your life flash before your eyes isn't a good sign.

I went back to reading The Complete Plays Of Sophocles. Antigone still makes me laugh.

Thursday, January 08, 2004

Elections in May.
That should be interesting. To say the least.

Pero, I swear. If FPJ wins (or Ping Lacson for that matter), I'm defecting to Venus.

Wednesday, January 07, 2004

Can someone please give Paris Hilton hips????
Or 20 lbs.????

Tuesday, January 06, 2004

If you ever come across a restaurant (and I use that term loosely) called Red Wok, *gahd, I hope you never do.*

In the opposite direction.

*This public service message is brought to you jointly by my stomach and my wallet.*

Monday, January 05, 2004

This is my life.

Take a look around.

Now watch it take a nosedive.

Friday, January 02, 2004

Happy New Year :)

For your viewing pleasure:


And after you've laughed yourself hoarse at that, go here.