Halloween Land

Severus Snape, for the Last Time

2011-05-24T18:30:00.000+08:00

I don't... I wanna cry. I'm still in the office and I wanna cry after having read this a second time.

There are very few things in this world that elicit this strong a feeling from me (because let's face it - I'm pretty apathetic and oblivious to a lot of things). One of those handful of things is the Harry Potter series. Jo Rowling built a world with her marvelous wit and imagination - the world where, upon reading the first book, I undoubtedly belonged to. I found home buried in those pages, devouring chapter per chapter as fast as my eyes could read, as swift as my brain could process. I grew with the characters. I laughed, cried, learned, loved, got frightened, and triumphed with them.

I read those books over and over, discovering new things with each rereading. Those are the only books that I guarantee I will never get tired of reading. Going back to those pages feels like enveloping myself in the arms of friends and family. The wonder and awe that every sentence gives me brings me back to my childhood.

Ten years. Ten years of my life I spent with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They aren't just characters anymore. They're friends, all of them. I couldn't look back at my life without mentioning Harry Potter.

The movies, on the other hand, brought my world to life and made many people here appreciate the magic. It truly is amazing. Now, with only 2 months to go, the last movie is coming out. Harry Potter will not really go away, what with the theme park and the unwavering love of us fans. The sadness is brought on by the thought that there's not gonna be anything new with Harry anymore. Us fans will just have to content ourselves with revisiting the books and holding Potter-thons.

Alan Rickman summarized this overwhelming feelings in his short blurb. He encapsulated my experience in a few short sentences. He captured it beautifully. He was perfect as Severus Snape, and for the last time, I'm sure he will exceed all our expectations. I wish the journey could go on forever, but, as they say, all good things come to an end. That's what makes them special.

The Dream Prom

2011-05-12T22:03:00.000+08:00

"I just wanted to be Cinderella, just for one night. One night when a guy would look at me under those corny crepe paper streamers and say, 'You look so beautiful." And then he'd grab my hand and ask me to dance." ~Mercedes, Glee 2x20

I know that Glee is supposed to be a teen drama/musical show. I know that story-wise, it's all over the place. But it has those little moments that speak to me and keep me watching.

I know I haven't been a teen in a long time, but I still want Mercedes' dream prom. And she got it. I'm still waiting for mine.

A short background:

In my high school, you're not allowed to bring your own date during your Junior-Senior prom. Teachers are gonna make each section line up, and you will be paired according to height with your counterpart in the higher/lower batch. (Ex. If you're the tallest girl in 3rd year Section A, your partner will be the tallest boy in 4th year Section A)

Some people ("special" students a.k.a. favorites or those who are really really smart) can request for their partners. Sadly, I'm not one of those. So when I was a junior, I got stuck with an asshole for a date. Luckily I shared him with another girl (there was a shortage of guys in our school) so that made it better a little. Then when I was a senior, I ended up being partnered with a guy who's half a foot shorter than me. Seriously, there are a LOT of tall guys in their batch. I don't know which one of us were getting punished. I wouldn't want to think that being paired with me was some sort of punishment. I also wouldn't want to think I was getting punished for something by being paired with him because I was a good student back then.

That was my prom experience. It pretty much sucked. It would have been abysmal if it weren't for my friends being there.

Now, six long years later, I'm still waiting for that dream prom. I guess that's why I'm so attached to movies or shows with dance scenes. I want my sweet slow dance with someone who actually wants to dance with me and not just someone following protocol.

It's Time to Challenge the Streak Again!

2011-03-06T15:44:00.000+08:00

I haven't been following WWE regularly for a number of months now. I do, however, watch all the pay-per-views. And of course, as all WWE fans know, this is the season for the most important PPV of all: Wrestlemania.

I don't know all the matches yet but the two that I know of will surely make WM27 EPIC.

First, The Rock is back! And he's challenged John Cena to a 'Mania match. I mean, it's The Rock! His and Austin's era was by far the best, even if I've only experienced small parts of it. It's been 7 years since he stepped into a ring. I'm hoping that by being back, he'd bring back even just a little bit of the Attitude Era, like when DX regrouped the last 2 times.

Sigh. I miss DX.

Then there's the Undertaker vs. Triple H match. It's not the first time they'll be facing each other but... I don't know. I'm really nervous about this match. I'm sure it's gonna be mind-blowing. Both of them are already legends. The thing that's bothering me is that they're both in the "retirement-ready" age. I mean, Shawn Michaels retired last year. Ric Flair the year before last. All during 'Mania. It's like they have this formula of retiring legends by putting them in a match with another legend. I just don't wanna lose either Triple H or The Undertaker. Frankly, they're the only reason I watch WWE now, plus Edge, Randy Orton, and John Cena. The new guys are fine - some are quite good, but I still haven't found anybody really worth following.

One of the things I seriously, indisputably want to do in my life is watch The Undertaker LIVE in a 'Mania match, preferably ringside. That would cost me my lifesaving. The roundtrip plane ticket alone costs a fortune. Then there's accommodation and food. And the 'Mania ticket itself.

I've only been working for a year and my pay isn't high. I need another year to save up. I'm determined to make this particular dream come true. I just need one more year. Pls. Undertaker, hold on for another Wrestlemania. I just need a year. I'm doing my best to earn extra besides my day job pay. I'm sure I'll get there next year.

"Like a Virgin" - Supernatural S6EP12

2011-02-07T13:17:00.000+08:00

*spoiler alert*

Sam gets his soul back!

Yeah, did I just spoil it for you? I did warn you though.

Anyway, this is maybe the funniest episode this season so far. The past eps were thrilling, but I missed the softness in Sam that is his soul. Yeah, he is again Mr. Righteous and whiny but the brothers' lovable dynamic is back. It's been so long!

I actually think Dean is funnier with the normal Sam than the soulless one.

So here, the boys are hunting down dragons because the creatures have been kidnapping virgins and taking gold. Dean goes to a professor that specializes in medieval history to consult about killing dragons. A blade forged in dragon blood was needed to do so, and lo' and behold, the professor has one right in the office! And guess what - it was stuck inside a stone. No, it wasn't the Excalibur.

How Dean got it out of the stone is something to be seen. Seriously, go see it now!

And then there's Sam - crafty crafty Sam. He knew that Dean and Bobby were hiding something from him. And since both wouldn't tell him anything - he fished it out of Castiel!

So then afterwards, our heroes charged into sewers wielding the magic blade and rescuing virgins. Lol.

In the end was revealed the Mother of All.

I don't know what will happen - I'm excited to see!

Dinner for Shmucks

2011-02-06T22:53:00.001+08:00

Kinda expected real laughs from this movie, but then again, I'm not really into Steve Carell's humor. I did like Evan Almighty though.

Dinner for Shmucks... It's was fine. I get the character exaggerations for comedic purposes but some are just ridiculous and ineffective. The story was simple. Paul Rudd did alright. There was maybe one laugh out loud moment, when Zach Galifianakis and Steve Carell were battling it out during "brain control", but that's about it.

I did like the part during the dinner when one of the guests who's supposed to be able to talk to dead animals was served lobster, and she started channeling it, acting out the moment it was getting boiled. :)

I know this movie review sucks but I only write as much as the movie inspires me.

However, here's a snapshot of a scene that's supposed to be "epiphanic":

It's interesting to look at, no?

Coin Dozer: the Hundredth Level

2011-01-30T20:29:00.001+08:00

So this is level 100. I've been wondering what would happen when I reach this level. Now that I have... Well, the only thing to do is keep playing!

Although, about five levels ago, the challenge of the game became different. Basically, the aim is to get coins in order to get the prizes to have the perks of the collection like getting a prize even if it falls off the sides. At around level 95, my coin counter isn't reaching 0 anymore. And because special coins appear often, the number just kept on going higher! So now the new aim is to get that counter to 0 again.

I challenged my brother and he did it! Too bad I didn't get to take a picture of that. But here's one to celebrate level 100!

Still, I think this app is such an effective time-waster. But it's just so addicting! I have all the versions!!!

System Restore

2011-01-27T13:50:00.001+08:00

System Restore: Restore your computer's settings to a time when everything was working properly. Some recently installed programs might be erased. -Sana pwedeng i-system restore ang buhay paminsan noh? Thing is, will you be willing to erase the "recently installed" people sa buhay mo and the memories that come with them just so you could go back to a time when everything seemed fine? (sorry, ayaw mag-boot ng comp ko kakainis!)

Posted this on Twitter and FB. Wala lang, I was actually OK that time. I was rebooting my brother's desktop one night and it was displaying some error message. It then showed the "system restore" option, informing me that by doing this, I could go back to a time when the system was working properly. It also warned me that when I click OK, recently installed programs will be erased.

I did not click OK. I got it to work fine though after another reboot.

Anyway, that whole "system restore" thing got me thinking: what if I can do that in real life? When everything feels wrong, I just hit that button and go back to a time when I was completely happy? Or to a specific fork in the road of my life and choose the other path?

Sounds wonderful, doesn't it?

But there's a catch.

All of the people (and here, people are the programs installed into one's life) that you knew after that fork in the road will be erased from your life, including the memories that you made with them.

Admit it; there are indeed people you've recently met that you wish you never have. They may have hurt you severely, made your life a living hell, or just annoyed your day - there's that someone you want erased from your history.

On the other hand, there can also be people whom you've known for only a few months but then... You already cannot even bear to imagine life without them. The question is, would you be willing to let go of these people just to go back to that longed for moment in time?

And how are you supposed to know which point to go back to? It is highly tempting to give in to weakness and pick a point where there's still that "someone" and everything's a little bit better, but it's a point that's past that crucial fork in the road, which makes the whole system restore thing useless.

Ah, such a dilemma, isn't it?

Hello 2011!!!

2011-01-27T13:06:00.001+08:00

The first month of the year is about to end and I just realized that I haven't blogged in 4 months! What have I been doing?!

Oh yeah, work.

Ah, work, which is what I'm supposedly doing right now. Again, I'm at Starwood Hotel in Baguio. I actually have no idea why we're here again. We're supposed to be finalizing stuff for next month but.. Oh well. I don't wanna talk about work.

So, January. It's the time when everybody's being positive and setting goals and getting hyped up about achieving those goals. I'm not gonna deny it; I'm one of those people. I actually downloaded a checklist app! I wanna know exactly what I'm gonna do. As they say, having goals isn't enough. One must know exactly which steps to take in order to get to those goals. Hence, the checklist.

So what are my goals for this year? Hmm. Well, that's for me and my checklist app to know. :) All I can say is that I don't wanna have the same goals again like I did the past few years and never get around to achieving them. This time, I wanna be sure. I wanna see results. It's time for some change.

What I Want to Know

2010-09-19T03:19:00.000+08:00

I want to know him.

I wanna know his quirks. I wanna know what's under that tough exterior. I wanna know that side he doesn't show just anybody. I wanna know what he goes through everyday - the mundane and the extraordinary. I don't care if he complains about the most boring thing like the difference between software upgrades or announce a success like closing a big account - I'd listen and sympathize with it all. I just want to know how his day went.

I also want to know about his hobbies and habits - what he does on weeknights and weekends, random things he does when he has minutes to spare and also, if he has them, little de-stressing rituals done in-between hectic schedules.

I want to know what makes him happy, what makes him sad, what brings out the best and worst in him. I wanna see him at his worst because in my eyes, he's always at his best. I want the whole picture.

I wanna know what comforts him and what agitates him. I also want to know what makes him smile - and at the same time, wish that I were one of those things. I wanna know what makes him feel all tingly inside so I could do them because he makes me feel all tingly inside by just being there, even if he's in a whole other room.

I wanna know everything about his past - the happy memories, the heartaches, the embarrassments, the triumphs - everything. I wanna know how he became him. With that, I also want to know his imperfections, fears, and insecurities so that we could overcome them together.

I wanna know his opinion about things: books, music, movies, current events, people, etc. We could discuss/argue about them. I also want to know about his feelings, what he feels about certain things, at certain times, and how he deals with those feelings.

Of course, I'd like to know his favorites and pray that one day I'd be one of those.

What does he like? What doesn't he like? What's he on-the-fence for? What are his plans? What motivates and inspires him? Even a general idea would do.

I wanna know about his family and friends. I wanna know about his childhood dreams and which ones came true. I wanna hear funny stories about silly escapades and I'd tell him mine 'cause I've got lots of those. What did he want to be when he grew up? Who was his best friend and are they still talking? I wanna know about his childhood.

There are so many things that I'm eager to know about him. But simply put, I just want to know him. I want him to share himself with me because I'm eager to share myself with him.

Sunday Afternoon

2010-08-18T13:46:00.001+08:00

I'm so happy that I do not need to see the office today. Not that I hate it, but I've been there every single day for the past two weeks. True, we went to Baguio for a few days but it still felt like being in that office.

So today, I'm cherishing every moment that I'm away from there. Even if I still can't escape text messages regarding work, at least I can think about solutions in a different environment. Feels refreshing. :)

On the other hand, I only have maybe a couple of weeks to spend in that blue room. We're moving to another location early September, according to my boss. I'd really like to be excited about it. I mean, that new place would give our agency a little bit more credibility. We'd actually feel like a real agency. But leaving the old place means leaving six months of memories behind. It's leaving half a year of friendship. As much as I hate to admit it, I will surely miss some people. Some more than others.

But oh well, I guess this means I'm moving forward in my career. The past week and a half have been surreal. I am overworked and underpaid and hopefully it's worth the sacrifice.

I remember the time when I was seriously considering quitting this job. I really wanted to be self-employed. I still do. But the past week has ignited in me some sort of purpose. I was made to do things out of my job description. It was difficult but I knew that it was for the greater good of the company. That this would be our big break - the opportunity to prove to everybody that we're capable of more than they'll ever know.

Recently, I've been re-evaluating plans I've already made before I got this job. I was gonna experience life abroad. I was gonna expand my horizons. I still really wanna do that, but it's not that easy anymore. I've become attached. It sucks, but I have. Hell, when I first came in, I was only gonna give it 3 months and then I'm gone. But maybe God gave me crazy (in a good way) officemates for a purpose. There were times of self doubt and insecurities but now I'm just chillin'. I can't imagine working with anyone else but them.

And then there's... Well, yeah. That's another matter.

So right now, as I sit here in my brother's business thinking of ways on how to improve it, I try to also think about the future. Where will I be 5 years from now? Will I have done things that I've always wanted to do like handle my own business and study abroad? (my dad was suggesting that I pick apples in Austalia for a living. Sounds nice and peaceful.$ Or would I have succumed to the comfort of a steady employment? I really am not sure right now. I hate breaking my plans but if better things could be had, then why not?

Ewan. Ewan. Ewan.

2010-05-07T16:09:00.001+08:00

Minsan hindi ko nalang alam anong gagawin. Magulo ang mundo. Magulo ang mga pakiramdam. Nasusuka, najejebs... Iba't ibang symptoms sa sakit na wala namang gamot. At hindi naman talaga sakit na tipong lagnat... Pero yun tipong masakit talaga - sa kalioban at sa pisikal. Mas gugustuhin ko nalang lagnatin kesa sa sakit na ganito. Pero wala naman akong ibang masisisi kundi ang sarili ko kasi isa akong dakilang tanga. Hindi na ako natuto eh.

Tama na, please.

The Sophomore Curse?

2010-05-04T11:19:00.001+08:00

I don't think this particular curse applies to the second installment of Iron Man. The special effects alone were enough go blow one's mind. Add to that Robert Downey Jr.'s quintessential portrayal of Tony Stark and all his cool stuff, Iron Man 2 is indeed a must-watch.

However, there's something about this movie that didn't give me the complete satisfaction that the first one did. At 2 hours, it isn't that long (usually superhero movies run for 2 1/2 hrs). I don't know if that's the reason why the whole thing felt rushed. It made the same mistake that Spiderman 3 did: cram too many things into a single movie.

1. The blood poisoning
2. Tony and Pepper's relationship
3. Tony and his dad's relationship
4. Recruitment to SHIELD
5. The villain, Ivan Vanko
6. Tony's responsibilities to the future

Kudos to the writers who were able to sew all these things together into an intelligible and highly-entertaining screenplay. But there were things that were left unexplained because the action didn't leave much room to do so.

1. What's with Vanko's always saying "You lose" when clearly, he's the one who lost?
2. What's the extent of Tony and Pepper's relationship? Was that their first kiss or has the romance been going on for a long time?
3. So... What's that new element called?
4. What the heck does this movie really wanna tell us?

The biggest question in my head is that last one. The first movie had a clear aim: to show us how and why Iron Man came to be. Part 2 is confusing: is this really about Tony's journey to be an Avenger or his withstanding the consequences of Stark Industries' operations or his father's revelation of his (Tony's) role in the future?

I'm thinking that maybe a second viewing is needed to get me a clearer grasp of the plot. Come on, DVD!

My verdict:
Due to Stark's sheer awesomeness, even if there were a few glitches in the movie, I give it four stars out of five. On to the thrid!!!

Testing out the App

2010-05-04T00:17:00.001+08:00

I've just rediscovered the awesomeness of my iTouch. Since last week was an all-out stare-at-the-wall week in the office, I was introduced by my officemate to Twitter. Also, since the Internet connection there is more or less imaginary (for desktops, at least), I brought my handy iTouch and voilà! Instant entertainment. Social networking sites and games blockage became history.

And now I've found an app for blogging! Woohoo! My plans of maintaining multiple blogs have been revived.

Alright, so I'm testing out the app now. I hope it works fine and actually posts this entry.

Sneak Blogging

2010-01-27T17:03:00.000+08:00

1 hour nalang and I can go home and watch my shows. I miss being a bum. I was able to get the latest SPN episode and I haven't had the time to see it yet. Inuna ko kasi kagabi ang Big Bang Theory. I really needed a laugh. And now that CoCo's gone from The Tonight Show, I don't have my nightly late night fixes. Well, maaga na rin akong natutulog ngayon. But even though I sleep early, I still feel sleepy in the morning. As if I'm not done with school yet, I still try to prolong my sleep as much as I can. Lol. That's why I designed the 5 More Minutes shirt, right. (Free endorsement ng SHIRT STREET!!!)

Hopefully later I'd be greeted by last week's Bones, 30 Rock, and HIMYM. Although may AI later and baka si Barney the awesome Stinson ang guest! And may WWE Raw. Lots to watch. Ugh. Pwede bang mag-absent para lang makapanood ng stuff. And I need to read all the unread and unfinished books in my room. Seriously. Ginagawa nalang silang apartment ng mga alikabok doon.

Oops, boss called me into the office. Papagawin nanaman akong concept ng TVC. Yey! Haha. Now I have to think about this hanggang makauwi ako. Gana utak, gana.

Shirt Street Wants to Help

2009-10-01T09:17:00.004+08:00

Help us help others by getting one of our button pins.

A lot of donations have been given to aid those affected by Typhoon Ondoy but a lot more is needed especially medicine, toiletries, and antiseptics. Part of the proceeds of our button pins will either be used to buy these things or donated as cash to one of the charities. For only P20, you can make a difference in someone's health.

We will be at the Araneta Center before the finals games today, October 1, and on Sunday, October 4. If there is a third game, we will be there too. Just look for a person wearing any one of the Shirt Street shirts. For orders and other queries, please text Steph at +639178407280.

Fashionable Wrestlers

2009-09-30T22:15:00.001+08:00

I am so spaced out today. I had a mental note to turn the TV on by 9PM because RAW would be on then. I did, but failed to switch the channel. So for about half an hour I was on my laptop with either Disney Channel or Cartoon Network on the background. Then I remembered that I was supposed to be watching something. The show was already half done. Lol. Sometimes I just don't know where my brain is.

Anyway, I'd just like to comment about wrestlers' attires. From time to time, they come out to the ring wearing regular clothes. Only a few of them look decent in them. I don't know why but some just look awkward in regular clothes.

Here are my top 5 best dressed WWE Superstars (because all the Divas can dress):

1. Christian - looks good in formal, casual, and ring attire
2. The Miz - probably the most fashionable Superstar, hate his ring attire though
3. Batista - when he's wearing a suit
4. Triple H - looks awesome in jeans and a t-shirt
5. Edge - next to Miz, also has the best wardrobe

Special mentions:
Randy Orton - because he looks good in anything (and nothing probably)
John Morrison - when he's not wearing pants with fluffy cuffs
Chris Jericho - looks very respectable in a suit
Evan Bourne - looks nice in casual clothing

About the Cena's gauntlet match... Well, it was fine. Orton is really funny though. I don't know why but they've got sort of a weird bromance going on. Haha.

End of September. Time to Wake Up.

2009-09-30T19:31:00.002+08:00

So it's the last day of September and I am still two posts away from my goal. Sigh. I know I can do this. I have lots of stuff that I wanna talk about but things just got in the way.

I am trying my best not to complain right now, not after the horrible thing that happened in this country.

Last weekend, starting Friday night, it rained nonstop. We didn't really mind because it's been raining often the past couple of months. What we didn't anticipate was the amount of rainfall. There weren't strong winds, just a whole lot of rain. Come Saturday morning, people have started calling for help because it has started flooding and the water has started to enter their houses. Not long after, reports have been received that some houses have already been submerged completely in the floodwater. The occupants climbed onto their roofs to wait for rescue. It did not come until much later. Some have already died of the cold.

This catastrophe brought out such admirable traits from Filipinos. Instantly, donations started coming in. Those with resources such as rubber boats and big trucks and helicopters offered them for the rescue missions. Everyone else anticipated the needs and donated clothes and food. By Sunday morning, the ABSCBN foundations have gotten 20M pesos worth of goods and about 10M worth of cash.

My family and I also pooled our resources to help some relatives affected by this. I'm still planning on giving to the charities and maybe also help out in packing relief goods.

I am one of the fortunate ones that live in a place without flooding problems. I am greatly thankful for it. And now I am feeling guilty that earlier this day I felt like I had the suckiest life on earth. I really tried my best to focus on what I have and how lucky I am that I have them. But sometimes it just... I don't know. Things get to me. No matter how hard I try to stay positive and be happy, things get to me later.

Oh well. Right now I'm over it and everything's fine again. I would like to move on and post about my favorite topics now. :)

The Once and Future Queen (Merlin S2E2)

2009-09-28T10:35:00.004+08:00

Summary:

A grief-ridden king of another place sends an expert assassin to kill Arthur because he "murdered" his son when in reality, his son challenged the young Pendragon and lost the fight.

Arthur, only just realizing that people give him extra special allowances because he's royalty, decides to go on a hush-hush quest to prove his worth to himself and to everyone else. He lies about going on a rescue mission somewhere north, hired a scruffy-looking farmer and made him pretend to be a knight so he, Arthur, could joust in his place at the tournament without the public knowing it was him. He planned on revealing his identity in a moment of glory afterward.

For the duration of this charade, he lived with Gwen and as his normal pompous self. Irritations brewed and ended up in a confrontation every girl would have loved to be in.

The assassin almost succeeded in his mission. Thanks, to Merlin, he did not complete it.

Ah, they have started the Arthur-Guinevere love story. I think it's sweet, but I want more Merlin action. The series is named after him in the first place. Although he had a lot of scenes and as always, ended up secretly saving Arthur's life, he looked like such a background character in this episode.

Okay, maybe it's just for this one thing. After all, last week's episode was so kick-ass!

I wonder how they will go about this love story. Hopefully they wouldn't just drop it and pick it up some time next year.

How do you recover from kissing a prince?!

Okay, that was me channeling a friend obsessed with Arthur. Contrary to popular opinion (which consists of a couple of friends'), I think Gwen in this series is beautiful and she and the prince look good together.

The previous week's preview showed I think snippets of the season ahead. Lancelot was there! How will Arthur deal with his reappearance? And what would he do when Gwen lends her affections to this charming new knight? They did have a brief thing last season.

The Curse of Cornelius Sigan (Merlin S2 EP1)

2009-09-28T10:33:00.002+08:00

Merlin's back and he's kicking ass!

Well, actually, he's having his butt worked of by Arthur but that's part of fulfilling his destiny. I do wish that he gets treated better though. Well, at least last season he was saved by the future king. That was so sweet.

In this episode, Merlin goes against an ancient and very powerful sorcerer who is said to be immortal. Gaius warned Uther of this but as usual, the king brushed it aside. Morgana's nightmares resume (actually, they never really went away) and Gwen gets a new look! They've stopped making her wear her hair in a bun. And I think her corset's a little tighter. Hmm.

Arthur again showcased his undying courage, which can sometimes be to the point of stupidity. He does love to risk his life for his people, which is good, but he needs to keep in mind that his father doesn't have a spare heir. Lucky him that Merlin's always there to get his back. Hopefully this wouldn't make him think that he's invincible since he always escapes fatal situations.

Although I wouldn't complain if I get saved by Arthur. haha.

As for Merlin, sigh. For someone with such a great destiny, he has no choice but to take abuse from Arthur and everybody else. Oh well. At least he knows that if he does his job right, one day he will get to the top.

Oh, but I don't want Arthur to stop being a bully. It may be annoying at times because Merlin deserves better but that would suck all the fun out of the show. And Arthur would lose his angas, which adds so much to his pogi points.

It's All in Our Heads (Supernatural S5 Ep2)

2009-09-25T13:21:00.006+08:00

I was thinking just a few moments ago about how I miss the Sam and Dean of seasons 1 & 2. I'm not saying that the intensity of their relationship has degraded; it hasn't. It's just that I miss the fun times and even though Dean is still being a smart ass, it's not the same. Of course they had to take out all the lightness. I mean, hello, they're dealing with the Apocalypse now.

The eve of separation. I will need to find a song for this.

I found this as such a melancholic image at the end of episode 2, "Good God Y'all". the surroundings is beautiful and tranquil. It's a tiny speck of peace amidst the overall chaos. My mind cannot reach the depth of love these two have for each other, which is why I also cannot fathom the hurt Dean must have felt (and is still feeling) when Sam chose Ruby over him.

In this episode, the brothers still worked together but the strain is tangible. But at least they still did their jobs properly. They really are, as Sam said, "professionals". They defeated (or merely delayed?) War, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. I wonder which one is next. I really liked (and am equally disturbed) by the premise of this episode: people kill each other because someone's messing with their heads. There really is no enemy. They are just made to see each other as such by some powerful man *cough cough hint hint*. Because we are so afraid, we just choose to attack and hopefully survive rather than analyze things to get the true picture. Whew.

I am glad that Ellen and Jo are back. At least there's someone else to talk to now that Bobby's all depressed in the hospital. I wonder what nerve he damaged when he stabbed himself in the stomach. Why could he not walk?

I'm eager to see the next episode just to know how they are going to deal with the brothers away from each other by choice. I'm also curious about Castiel's state. He's a fugitive of heaven. What is he exactly?

All I'm hoping is that they tread carefully around God. I read a previous interview of Mischa Collins and he said that he thinks that they (the writers) should keep God abstract. I completely agree. This show has already reached new levels of awesomeness and I don't want it condemned as evil when it clearly battles it.

Halloween Lang Turns 4!

2009-09-23T23:08:00.001+08:00

This is seven months late, but at least it's here. I would just like to greet my blog a happy happy fourth birthday! Man, I cannot believe that it has been four years since my first post. Four and a half, actually. Wow, it has been that long.

I kind of regret not starting my whole blogging life right here. I had 2 blogs before this (they actually overlapped for a few months). I guess this is where I really found home.

I'm planning on compiling everything into hard copy volumes. I think it'd be nice to have them hard bound by year. I will soon need an extra cabinet or something for this. Hmm.

Anyway, happy happy birthday Halloween Land!!! :)

Glee

2009-09-21T17:57:00.007+08:00

Finally, a musical TV series!

Before sounding off with grunts, I too have noticed the sudden upsurge of movie musicals (may it be on TV or in theaters) these past couple of years. I admit that I have seen all three HSMs (please put away the tomatoes), even the wannabe that Nickelodeon made (it was "edgy" compared to Disney's; it wasn't awful, just not that great). I'm not a big fan of this genre nor of the aforementioned movies, but I commend their dancing ability. Fine, the (selected) singing as well.

Glee, I am ashamed to say, at first seemed to me like a tremendously improved HSM crossed with Spectacular, the musical Nickelodeon made (this comment is based solely on the pilot episode). It is, of course, not even near that region; it's way way above. See, it has a show choir (same as Spectacular) that a super popular top jock (like HSM) joined where he is inadvertently paired with a "geeky" girl (again, like HSM).

However, the similarities end there. Glee is just so much better and the singers sound at least 10 1/2 times more awesome than the fluffy teeny musicals. It's about a teacher who aims to revive the glory of the glee club because he was once a member of it. I love his passion for his students and man can he sing.

The glee club only has six members: Finn (the jock), Rachel (the geeky girl with a superstar complex), Kurt (the metro guy), Mercedes (the Beyonce), Artie (the guy in the wheelchair), and Tina (the edgy Asian girl).

The story starts with Mr. Schuester calling for auditions for the glee club under the new name New Directions. Only the five came; Finn was blackmailed into joining after Mr. Schuester overheard him singing in the locker room. At first he was obviously unwilling, but he remembered how he loved singing as a child and this was his only outlet for that. As all stereotypical jocks go, his teammates ridicule him for doing something they think is unmanly - and also hate that he now saves "losers" rather than take part in bullying them.

Rachel, on the other hand, loves to sing. She just loves it. She makes daily recordings of herself singing and posts it on her MySpace page. She is laughed at because of this and always gets some sort of drink splashed on her face and clothes.

As for Mr. Will Schuester, he is possibly the best teacher in the world. However, his life isn't so perfect. He has a psycho wife who would've qualified as a gold digger if only Will had any gold. She allows herself to have a room dedicated to her crafts (literally arts and crafts stuff) while Will gets an earful night after night because he's pursuing his passion by directing the glee club. He is given an ultimatum: the kids or his family. The wife discloses her pregnancy.

The show choir, after encountering compatibility problems and learning of their teacher's pending departure, finally got together and worked harmoniously, thus producing a perfectly wonderful number. Mr. Schuester, on his way out, heard an amazing sound emanating from the auditorium. He peeked inside and discovered that it was his group performing. With pride that could make people cry showing on his face, he applauded them and said, "From the top."

It was an overall heartwarming pilot episode. Some say it's underwhelming because they were so hyped up by the teasers. For me, it was just right. This show is filled with colorful characters that there is no chance for boredom to ever slip in. I'm really excited to see what would happen next. I'm especially looking forward to their performances.

The Only Straight Edge World Heavyweight Champion

2009-09-21T09:37:00.005+08:00

WWE is blurring the lines between admirable and despicable by portraying CM Punk, the Straight-Edge Superstar, as a heel.

To be fair to him, Punk really does the whole preachy character quite well. I've become irritated by him when at first he was one of my favorites. Well, alright, I still think he's good, but he keeps on saying the same things over and over! Will someone please write him some new material? At least use different words even when stating the same idea.

What concerns me is this: Punk's clean lifestyle is the perfect thing to advocate now that they are making the shows "more PG". However, because they pitted him against Jeff who, as much as I love him, is indeed a not-so-good role model outside of the ring but possesses a charisma that Punk obviously lacks, kids would predictably take Jeff's side and view Punk as a villain along with his exemplary lifestyle. He (Punk) would now be classified as a killjoy along with their parents who are probably reprimanding them for watching such violence, even if we all know it's staged.

I love WWE and I don't want them to one day be shunned and protested against by concerned parents. I also do not want them ignoring their social responsibility by shining a negative light on someone who brings forth something worth emulating especially by kids. I grew up watching WWE but back then, the storylines didn't incorporate the wrestler's personal lives so I didn't know if one of them was a drug abuser or what. It's more dangerous now because children might not see the difference between the character/persona and the real person of these athletes.

Jeff is a tremendous wrestler and should be looked up to as such. I admire him for being able to kick the habit for over a year and I hope he could keep it up longer. It's just that his personal life gets broadcasted all over the Internet and even on TV and these news almost always put him in a bad light. His recent arrest, for example. If these things were kept from impressionable people, then I wouldn't care whatever he does because he would only be seen by the kids as a wonderful artist and a talented performer. I believe that these are the characteristics that he embodies the most and I'm a fan of his because of this.

As for Punk, he deserves better marketing. True, Smackdown needs main eventers so they are building him up. But I think this strategy is actually breaking him down. Okay, so he followed through with his promise of recapturing the title, which is supposed to add to his credibility. But he does not (yet) have that certain quality that the best heels, e.g. Edge and Jericho and Orton, have. So far I don't think this villainy is working for him. I don't know. Maybe I'm mistaken. I mean, making him look like the bad guy means making staying sober and clean attributes of a bad guy. So what exactly is WWE contributing to society?

In the End, There Will be Zombies

2009-09-18T19:58:00.005+08:00

The End

Dean refuses Sam's efforts to help him battle the Devil, and then wakes up to find himself five years in the future, in a wasteland where Lucifer has begun his endgame by unleashing a virus that transforms humans into zombies.

This is so AWESOME! I love zombie movies (although I do not want to be one myself), and zombies plus Supernatural? Man. I can't wait to see this episode!

I know, it's gonna be a bit difficult to watch since the brothers will be separated again (I really miss their fun bro-mance times) but hey, what better to bring them together than some good old zombie-killing spree right?

Grab some vinyl discs and a cricket bat now!

Payback (WWE Hell in a Cell 2009)

2009-09-18T00:02:00.003+08:00

It's only a fortnight away.

Someone has to pay for that abominable decision.

I do kind of agree with another blogger who said that having more than one Hell in a Cell in one show (or in one year even) diminishes the impact of the match style. Personally, I've kind of reserved this kind of match for the Undertaker only (Kane, too, a little bit). I mean, they're supposed to be "evil" and all (which Undertaker is NOT, even though he says that he's after people's souls. Haha.) so the name fits, right?

Okay, enough of that.

Cena vs. Orton in a Hell in a Cell match, a rematch for the WWE Championship

I did like their match at Breaking Point. I am happy for John, I really am, but I would have liked Orton to hold the title a little longer. He is a really awesome heel. And unlike the others who utter the same lines time after time (think Punk and Jericho, although Y2J doesn't bug me as much), Orton has this general villain feel that is so natural it looks effortless. It's like I can't remember a time when he wasn't a heel (when was that again?). He is becoming Edge-like, a perpetual "bad guy" who is ultimately effective he can't be anything else. But the great thing about Orton is that he is not really a villain. He is more like an anti-hero. He saves us from too much John Cena (lol. I still *heart* Cena, mind you).

I'd really like to see what these two will come up with inside that huge structure.

DX vs. Legacy in a Hell in a Cell match

Although I hated seeing a legend tap out to newbies, I think it's great that Ted and Cody have finally extracted themselves from Randy Orton's shadow. I really think these two guys are talented. I mean, it's in their blood!

As for this match, well... I don't know what they're gonna do. If Legacy loses, then that historic win would have been for naught. If DX loses, then their "toughest tag team" reputation, which was deteriorated by the first tap out, would be completely ruined. All I can think of as a decent outcome is a disqualification for outside interference or something. Wait, they'll be in a cell. What the heck. Just make the cell collapse then.

Punk vs. The Undertaker in a Hell in a Cell match for the World Heavyweight Championship (right?)

It is totally impossible for Punk to win this unless Teddy Long helps him out again. Oooh, I wonder if Taker has a new submission move?

I know they're trying to build Punk up. I do think they were successful in doing that during the Jeff era, but come one, pit him against the Undertaker? Seriously?

Since Batista will now be working Friday nights, he might take Taker out of Punk's hands. Better yet, have him feud against some new guy. Wait, Jack Swagger's in Raw, right? That would've been a good match. Swagger's talented and they're about the same size. I doubt it'd be Morisson since he's still got that pest Ziggler to deal with (teach him how to impromptu; have Edge do it while he's recuperating). Who else... Y2J and Big Show have Mark Henry and MVP. Mike Knox? Finlay? Ooh, that dude Drew McIntyre? But he's already got R-Truth. Well, Matt Hardy's available. He's more of Punk's match than Batista's but he does need building up so why not?

16 days to go...

Semi-freaked

2009-09-17T10:57:00.000+08:00

I'm in a job interview. Well, waiting for it, actually. I'm half-freaked, half-sleepy.

I have no video portfolio to speak of. All I am able to submit was that dancing cow video. Hey, at least that tvc was nominated for best tvc at AdSpeak '09. It was one heck of a cow dance...

Oh, and I also gave her a dvd of the Cook-Archuleta concert.

I hope this works out!

Somewhat Disjointed Thoughts While Watching WWE Breaking Point

2009-09-14T11:10:00.009+08:00

First match: The Big Show and Chris Jericho vs. MVP and Mark Henry in a tag team match for the Unified Tag Team Championship

I'm glad whoever is responsible for the entrance music made a better remix of Jericho's and BIg Show's music.

They allowed win via pinfall. Jericho and Show won. Show big right hand to Henry's jaw.

Match 2: The Miz vs. Kofi Kingston for the United states Championship

Miz delivered his usual pre-match speech in French. Hehe.

There were about what, a dozen near falls. Adik. The ref's hand must really hurt right now. Btw, Miz showed significant improvement. Good for him.

Kofi wins via Trouble in Paradise and pinfall.

Hey, I thought ALL matches are submission matches?

Match 3: DX vs. Legacy in Submissions count anywhere (now the fun begins!)

Montreal screamed "You screwed Bret!" as DX performed their usual spiel.

Really funny.

Triple H acknowledged the crowd, then pointed at Shawn and said, "It's all his fault!"

Haha. He kids. But they're both part of it. It's a long time ago. The funny thing is, after that, everybody cheers for them anyway.

Everybody's still screaming "You screwed Bret" as the match went outside to somewhere else in the arena.

Confusing. They're still bitter about the montreal screwjob but they cheer DX, and they boo Legacy. So what the hell do they want?

Triple H tapped out once on Cena. Did not like that. Pinfall is much more dignified. But as I said in a previous post, I believe Cena when he says he has no breaking point.

Micahels locked into a Figure 4 around a post by Cody Rhodes along with Ted DiBiase with the Million Dollar Dream. Triple H rolls out onto the ramp but was too late. Shawn tapped out.

I HATE it. DX is the best. Well, maybe they're building up these two. They really are talented boys. They are. But still.

It's DX! Two legends in one awesome team! Why would they want to take away from their impenetrable rebellious image?

That was a good, long match though.

Match 4: Kane vs. The Great Khali in a Singapore Cane Match

These two have been at it since... I don't know. Can't remember. I think it's really awesome though, with all those singapore canes. I would really really like to see another Punjabi Prison match though. Batista Spider-man-ing out of that bamboo cage was absolutely magnificent.

Khali + singapore cane = JUST RUN AWAY!

Kane from the top rope with a cane: an uncommon sight.

Khali's little bro interferes by smashing a singapore cane over Kane's back. Did not do anything.

Kane chokeslams Khali and wins via pinfall. I don't know how he can chokeslam that mammoth of a guy.

Intermission: Eve interviews CM Punk; Jimmy Wang Yang interrupts by switching off the light just as the two were talking about the Undertaker. Hahaha. So freakin' funny.

Match 5: Christian vs. William Regal for the ECW Championship

I find William Regal extremely annoying. He doesn't even have any redeeming characteristic. Nothing. So he was the 2008 King of the Ring. So what. It's late 2009. Get over it.

Christian receives a super warm welcome from his countrymen.

Vladimir Kozliv and Ezekiel Jackson get banned from ringside. I'm going to miss them.

After successfully countering several Killswitch attempts, Regal got nailed by one in the end and lost.

Match 6: John Cena vs. Randy Orton in an I Quit Match for the WWE Championship

In terms of popularity, these two are at par with each other. The boos and the yeys for each are more or less equal, which I think is great.

This is a good match up. I am genuinely worried for both of them. They both have never quit before, but based on the two I Quit matches that I remember, it WILL get ugly. I have seen Cena looked all smashed up but Randy... He is indeed sturdy but I hope he survives this.

I think the hardest part here is having to talk while cringing in pain. Props for being able to have presence of mind under such pressure.

Randy has handcuffs! Haha. Kinky, guys.

"Do you wanna quit, Cena?" the referee asked.

"NO!" John spat into the mic with extreme annoyance.

Randy's taking the handcuffs off. What do you have in mind, Orton?

Oh, he cuffed John's hands together. And now he hung him on a ring post.

"You ain't passing out on me, boy!" Randy screamed at John as he splashed water on his face.

"Do you quit, Cena?" the referee asked.

Cena spat water on Randy's face as an answer.

Now Randy's spanking Cena's completely exposed midsection with a singapore cane. This is bordering on torture.

Ohh. Randy got hit with a Betlog buster (low blow)!

Now John is handcuffed to a turnbuckle. Come on, guys. I want you two chasing each other around.

My skin crawls every time Cena lets out a cry of agony.

Randy missed a steel chair hit. Cena slammed him onto the hard floor, took the key, and now Randy is handcuffed to John!

Cena gained momentum, got back into the ring, attempted an Attitude Adjustment then BAM. RKO.

STF!!!!!! While handcuffed!!!!! Randy quits!

The Champ is BACK!!!!!

I can't believe Randy quit though. Well, of course one of them had to. I still think he's good. Good heel (oxymoronic much?). Great match!

Cena celebrates by standing on a second rope and screams, "I DID NOT QUIT!"

Hahaha. Yes, John, we know. The marks on his abdomen look really painful.

What happens to Orton now? I wonder what he's got planned for a rematch.

Match 7: CM Punk vs. The Undertaker in a submission match for the World Heavyweight Championship

The Anaconda Vice is no match for Hell's Gate.

The Undertaker has never submitted and he never will. NEVER.

Here comes the Undertaker!!!

"He doesn't seem intimidated at all," said one commentator.

"Sometimes you can't judge a book by its cover," replied the other.

Everybody is intimidated by the Undertaker.

After a foiled attempt at an Old School. the Undertaker recovered and employed an out-of-nowhere Hell's Gate. Punk taps out!

Ah, great. Teddy Long brings up the banishment of the Hell's Gate. Match resumes. I want to KILL Teddy Long.

PUTANGINA! ANOTHER MONTREAL SCREWJOB! TAKER DID NOT TAP!

Watching Smackdown 09.13.09

2009-09-14T07:25:00.001+08:00

Yes, WWE has resorted to schoolyard name calling.

First, they started calling Chris Jericho "Christina" and the Big Show... I forgot. It has something to do with his size. Well, Shaq started this and I definitely am NOT loving it. It's so childish and immature. But just now, the new Intercontinental Champion John Morrison gave Dolph Ziggler a cute new nickname: Mr. Ziggles. I know that it's as bad as Christina, but it just sounds so adorable! Mr. Ziggles! A huge fluffy teddy bear comes to mind.

Really. This going PG business is starting to chip away the Superstars' tough image. Not ideal. I miss the Attitude Era.

Okay, I would just like to say that if Michelle McCool were really injured, she wouldn't be wearing heels that high with her crutch. In fact, she wouldn't be wearing heels at all. Come on, if they're gonna fake it, at least be realistic.

Also, his accent may somewhat be cute, but Drew McIntyre is starting to annoy me. I'm happy for him for getting all that air time though.

Ah, I remember screaming myself hoarse during Matt Hardy's entrance when Smackdown came here 3 years ago. I seriously am concerned about his injury. Did his intestines really explode?! How painful could that have been?! And how did they fix that? Did the doctors stitch every bit together? I'm starting to picture a Jeepers Creepers-like thing. I'll stop now.

Right now, Matt's in a submission match with Punk, kind of like a taste of what could happen tomorrow. I wonder how he (Punk) could wrestle with a tongue stud. I mean, doesn't it hurt when he gets slammed around? What if it suddenly came off and he swallowed it? Ouch.

Yes, Figure 4 by Matt Hardy. Good.

Ah, crap. He made Matt tap. I don't know what that submission move is called. It's an arm behind the head thing. Looks way less painful than a Figure 4.

Hahaha. Undertaker stole the championship belt! The music started and the lights shut off. When it came back up, Punk's empty handed and 'Taker's at the entrance holding it up.Panalo.

Btw, I love his new outfit. Black sleeveless leather trench coat, kinda like that guy the Hurricane's (what's his non-superhero name again?). The Undertaker's is way cooler though. It has big dull mean-looking studs aroud the top (nech and shoulders and a bit of the chest area). Really nice. Although he looks like he aged about 5 years. What happened? I mean, he isn't 50 yet (he has at least a couple more years), so why does he look so old?

I've Finished!

2009-09-13T14:45:00.004+08:00

AH!

I never felt this good about finishing an EPH assignment. I don't know why. I just feel burned out. I know I shouldn't be. I mean, even though I take roughly an assignment a day, it should not be stressful since it's supposed to be part time and I don't do anything else that's rigorous. But somehow I just feel tired. Maybe I need a couple days of writing break.

On other matters, I am now on my 386th post. It is not that I lack things to accomplish, but I would like to set a goal during my writing break. (Okay, it could be a couple of days, but it might turn into a week. Who knows?) I would like to get to 400 posts by the end of the month. I have not posted this often in a long time so it's gonna take some planning and stuff but I'm gonna do this.

Next step: 500 posts by the end of the year!!!

I can do this!

Someone is Bound to Break at Breaking Point

2009-09-13T08:50:00.005+08:00

WWE Breaking Point airs tomorrow, September 14, 2009 at 8AM and 9PM on JackTV here in the Philippines.

Yes, we are truly lucky to not have to pay a separate fee for this potentially awesome PPV. I *heart* JackTV. I really do.

I can't wait until tomorrow. This is the first of its kind - a brand new PPV that has all matches as a submission match. This is going to be really interesting and exciting. I would really love to see the match of Cena vs. Orton, and the Undertaker vs. CM Punk.

I have seen Cena in at least one I Quit match. He does not quit. I believe it when he says that he doesn't have a breaking point. As for Orton... Although I would like to believe that he is a chicken in a tough guy suit, he has held on to that WWE Championship for a long time, even though mostly through outside interference. He even legally defended the title during that series of matches with Cena at SummerSlam. So I'm gonna give him props for that.

As for 'Taker and Punk's match, I just really would like to see Punk tap out to that submission move of 'Taker. I cannot remember the name just now, but it is brutal. I am still peeved about that stunt Punk pulled last week imitating Jeff, face paint and all. I know he's only made to do that by the writers, but still. Superstars have enough creative freedom to say no or at least do the deed less despicably. But I guess they really wanna develop Punk's heel character. Okay.

Since there's less than 23 hours left in my waiting, I will now give the topic a rest until after I've seen it. :)

Opera Mini

2009-09-13T04:21:00.000+08:00

I just discovered the use of this application on my mobile phone about a week ago. I cannot believe that I could have been using my phone to go online all this time. I mean yeah, I did use the wap thing but that only allows wap sites. But Opera Mini is a web browser! I can go to any website! I'm doing it now!

Besides the small screen that makes it a bit uncomfy to navigate, it's really handy!

The 5th Year Begins

2009-09-12T15:02:00.003+08:00

The pilot episode of Supernatural's fifth season took me on a roller-coaster ride of emotions. Of course, I was seriously excited to see it. I waited almost 4 months for it! That may not sound like such a long time, but for one who considers SPN as the highlight of her every week, it seemed like forever. Call me a loser without a life if you want to; I don't care because that is just the way it is for me.

Since it is the first episode, it aroused a lot of questions.

1. What happened to Sam? Why is he all normal? Where did all the black-eyed, blood-drinking go? Is it somewhere laying dormant inside him? Or - heaven forbid - will he end up as the devil's vessel?! As if the rift between the brothers is not deep enough.

2. As much as I rejoice over the fact that Castiel is indeed alive, I'd like to know how that happened. Chuck (the prophet) said that he exploded "like a water balloon of chunky bits" or something to that effect. Last season, he did mention that he had healing abilities. But the finale had him facing archangels alone, and we all know that only angels can kill other angels, and what he faced are archangels. So how come he's alive?

3. This may or may not be a crucial issue but I just would like to know how Bobby got possessed by a demon. After he stabbed himself to get rid of the pest hitching a ride in his body, I got the impression that he will more or less spend the whole season in that hospital bed or somewhere else being immobile. I do not support this. I want Bobby out and fighting with the boys until the end.

For now, those are the ones I can think of. The thing worth noting here is how the good side and the bad side ask for consent. See, the devil is also an angel so he needs a vessel to be able to move around on Earth. Michael the Archangel also needs one, which is Dean. The vessels need to first give the go signal before they can settle inside them.

The angels asked for consent in such a brutal manner that one may think twice about categorizing them under "good". Zachariah broke Sam's leg and took away his lungs, rendered Bobby immobile from the waist down, and gave Dean stage 4 stomach cancer, just to push him to say yes. It was almost heartless but at least they were up front and honest with their motives. They clearly stated that the fight should start right away so Michael urgently needs his vessel. They will go to any lengths to get it and win.

The devil, on the other hand, appeared as an innocent-looking lady who put on a whole "I'm misunderstood" drama and utilized the misfortunes of the man (the vessel) to convince him to give his consent. How sly and cunning and oh so detestable yet effective. He/It got a yes while the angels failed miserably.

I am in no mood to delve into a theological reflection about this one, although I would like one of my Theo profs to watch this whole series and give me commentaries and stuff. It would be so cool if he used this as a material in class.

The most memorable scenes:

Becky, the webmistress of Morethanbrothers.com --> a website dedicated to slash Sam/Dean fanfiction

Dean: A life as an angel condom? I'll pass.

"We can't go back to the way we were. I don't think I can trust you anymore." ~Dean to Sam

This was the final, most heartbreaking dialogue in this episode. I sat stunned for a bit. I mean, SPN is distinguished by the strong brotherhood of these two characters. They are the epitome of bro-mance. I just cannot imagine the show if that was taken away.

Don't give up on Sammy, Dean.

Writing-Induced Weird Nap-Dream

2009-09-11T20:48:00.011+08:00

Awhile ago while I was struggling through the last 200 or so words of my last Essays.ph assignment, I decided to rest my eyes for 5 minutes. As a result of three more self-snoozing, I fell asleep.

I awoke in a dream. I knew I was in class but my classmates and I were sitting on a bed - my bed. It wasn't my room though. We were all chatting casually and I did not realize that our professor was in our midst until he let himself be known. Lo and behold, it was none other than Robert Pattinson in full Edward Cullen regala!

First off, I would like to emphasize the fact that I am not a fan of his. Well, okay, I did like him as Cedric. Just that. Okay, back to the dream.

So we were talking about something important and it turned out to be instructions for our

final project. It was a research paper. The topic, as Prof. Cullen articulated, was "Why Vampires are Awesome."

We were asked to research everything about vampires, from the iconic Dracula to the cult favorite Buffy the Vampire Slayer. From there we were to choose figures that uphold the good vampire name and argue why they deserve to represent the whole, uh, species. We were also tasked to criticize ones that tarnish the image of these cunning creatures like the character of Leslie Nielsen in Dracula: Dead and Loving It.

It was overall an extremely biased assignment, but we had to do it to graduate or something. After one last glittering glimpse of our disco-ball-turned-undead instructor, I woke up.

This is by far the weirdest dream I had in the midst of finishing an Essays.ph assignment. There was one involving Gerard Butler, a fishing boat, and clingy mollusks, but the details are too foggy to remember now. Writing for them really does squeeze out my creative juices, even while I am unconscious.

Jeffrey, I Hate It That You Left

2009-09-11T13:02:00.009+08:00

"Yours truly, Jeff Hardy;

Ours truly, this life."

~Jeff Hardy, Smackdown Sept. 4, 2009 episode

He did really leave. For a moment I thought he changed his mind and signed another contract. I expected him to just disappear after SummerSlam. But he showed up the week after in SmackDown and I was ecstatic. It turned out that it was just a closure thing, to say goodbye. I don't know; I'm torn between wanting to see him just a little longer and just abruptly cutting him out like yanking off a bandage quickly.

Anyway, it was a pretty nice goodbye. I did not get emotional though. I thought I would have. I mean, I cried when Rick Flair left and I wasn't even a big fan of his. Well, I guess it's because he's a legend. But Jeff is well on his way to becoming one, if only he stays a little longer next time. But no, I'm not going to join any petition asking him to come back. He needs to relax and regroup. After everything that happened to him last year, he deserves a good, long rest. Of course, he should get himself checked out. All those Swanton Bombs from extreme heights surely had some significant impact on him. How can he not have broken bones?!

So SmackDown lost another Superstar. But The Undertaker is back. Right now, he alone is the reason I watch SD. Oh, scratch that. Him and John Morrison. That guy is becoming really really good. His match with Rey Mysterio where he won the Intercontinental Championship was seriously acrobatic! I think they're building him up to be the next Jeff. Hmm. He is skilled enough but he lacks the charisma. I don't know, Jeff has this thing that just makes you pay attention to him. Is it the hair? I don't know. I miss him though.

My Ultimate Dream

2009-09-03T22:47:00.002+08:00

is to watch The Undertaker win LIVE at WrestleMania.

Preferably from the front row.

I'm watching ECW right now and they showed an "encore presentation" of the Taker vs. Michaels match last WM25. It was one of the awesomest matches I have ever seen. Just watching a montage of it brought tears in my eyes (just a teeny weeny bit anyway). Taker is just... awesome AND legendary (move over, Barney Stinson!).

I was fortunate enough to see live performances of Taker, once when I was about 6 or 7 and the second just three years ago. Man, the uproar during his entrance was totally deafening. I screamed myself hoarse. Even though I was up in Upper B (or was it Upper A? Where the hell did I keep those tickets?) and the guy beside me smelled like garbage, it was like those slow-mo movie moments when something special was happening. It's the Undertaker right there, only a few feet (and levels) away.

Sigh. Well, this is one of those times when I'm sad because I have nobody who feels as strongly as I do about this. I can't share the glee of his return with anyone. I screamed like an adolescent at a boyband concert when he returned at SummerSlam. But I have no one who gets just how I felt. For them, it's just... I don't know, just some wrestler. But he's not. He's iconic. He's The Undertaker.

Okay, I'm ending this rant. I have five more articles to do! I don't wanna do it anymore. Ugh. But I need this.

BTW, ECW's Christian is just so... He's like a body-slamming boy next door. He has the cutest smile and he's just so charming. Sigh. Fangirl sigh.

Which One Was It Again?

2009-08-20T01:14:00.002+08:00

So tonight I've got such a craving for just a wonderful movie to watch in bed. And guess what I wanted to watch?

A good old HORROR FILM!

I was actually planning on watching a movie called Book of Blood last week, but I'm on a tight budget so I thought I'd wait another week, maybe some extra cash would come in. But then I checked and now my favorite mall theater isn't showing it anymore.

So since I have the Internet connection all to myself tonight, I decided to search for recommended horror films. Of course, the first place I looked was HMAD. I missed going to that blog!

Anyway, it's kinda overwhelming, the number of movie reviews on there. I really wanted to read all of them and decide which ones to see but I think I've destroyed my eyes during my writing spree last night. So I looked for a short cut and landed on his "recommendations" page. It's where people can post their recommended movies that the HMAD guy can maybe review later.

So I was scrolling down and taking note of some interesting ones when I came across some titles that are very familiar to me. Then I remembered that I've seen them but can't quite recall what the story was about. I just know that I liked one and the other I didn't

I don't know. Have I seen too many horror films? I'm even trying to recall all the titles of the movies we saw in horror film class (this is so far the only class that makes me miss going to school). I wanna re-watch them, except for that last one. And I also know that I have a stock of horror films somewhere but I don't know where I stored them. Where are they?

Okay, so right now I'm torn between wanting to go to sleep and searching for those flicks...

This is NOT Bumming

2009-08-18T17:16:00.002+08:00

It's been almost 5 months since I've officially graduated. No, I still don't have a "regular" job. However, the t-shirt business is keeping me busy, even if it seems to my parents that I'm just lazing around all day in my room.

It annoys me that they think that. I mean, yeah, I do want a regular paying job because my money at hand is dwindling down to nothing. I'm estimating that my current fund will last me at most another month and a half. It's not like I'm not trying; I've applied online for 10 jobs and I've applied for another 10 earlier this year in our school's job fair. Sometimes it frustrates me that none of them are calling. I mean, I read and re-read my resume and it's not bad at all. I don't know what's wrong with it.

On the other hand, I'm totally having fun with Shirt Street. Yeah, it's hard doing online marketing (a concept my parents cannot grasp as legit), and since we're new and the market is more or less saturated, we have to go extra lengths to promote our site and products. We always have new ideas, but sometimes you just run out of those and you just stare at a wall, wishing for a miraculous sales spike.

Last night, thinking of new ways to market even robbed me of my early-sleep plan. But it's okay. This is experience, something very valuable to all the potential employers out there. I've even started (self-) studying again. That's a big thing for me, one who thinks reading textbooks should only be done for school. Lol. Now I NEED to. I will have to raid my mom's bookshelf later.

Still, it's sad that when my parents, and sometimes even my brother, sees me in front of my laptop when they get home, they think that I just wasted the day sleeping and idling by on Facebook. Grr.

According to Facebook...

2009-05-26T19:52:00.002+08:00

This is the description of my perfect guy:

Your perfect match is someone who is witty, outgoing and enjoys life. This person is the life of the party, has a great sense of humor and lights up the room with their smile. They communicate well and have a great connection with friends, family and their co-workers. Everyone is drawn to them and there is that special shine that you see in their eyes that tells you that they don't take one minute of life for granted. This person will sweep you off your feet, tell you exactly how they feel and are not shy to hug or kiss you in public. The top traits they are looking for in a mate is someone who is open to new ideas, is eager to live life to the fullest, will openly adore them and is confident.They love adventure, the outdoors and animals and if they discover you are interested in something, they will love that too! They are keen to get to know you and will quickly fall madly in love you for your personality, your smile and even just the sound of your voice.

It's kinda scary though, because it's soooo accurate! (Besides the outdoorsy part. I'm ok with a homebody like me.)

On the 4th Day...

2009-04-11T23:38:00.002+08:00

I went shopping.

Well, first I woke up late again. Ugh. I really should be asleep by now 'coz they said we're gonna go somewhere at 10AM tom so I really should be ready by then. But anyway.

So first we went to a camera shop so my brother could ask around. Then we went to this totally awesome Greenhills-like electronics building. I got a 500GB external hard drive that's only like, 3x5 inches! And it only cost as much as a low-end mobile phone! It even has a 3-year warranty. And it's white so it looks good with my laptop. :) (I should now definitely get a case that's transparent) I admire my cousin's bargaining skills. I don't even know how to haggle in my own language let alone theirs. And they're both so funny! If only we can understand each other 100% of the time, then we'd have a marvelous time.

After that we went to a fancy mall and looked at all kinds of crap. Didn't buy anything there. Well, okay, we did buy a couple of authentically-Italian-sounding pizza. They were too thin! Even thinner than Shakey's thin crust! Totally not worth the price. But the buffalo wings were pretty good. The sauce didn't deserve to be called spicy/hot but well maybe for them that's already hot. People usually underestimate my brother and my standard for hotness (in food).

We brought the food home to dad (my aunt was somewhere else). We watched basketball while eating. I'm beginning to be a sports fan because of that. Anyway, after a little while, our cousins dropped us off a night market. They didn't come with us because they observed that we don't buy anything if they're with us. Which is true. It's just really uncomfortable when people check out what you buy. I don't want them to see all the crap I bought.

So now I'm home after all that walking. My back hurts and my hip hurts but it's all good. I can't wait to try on the clothes I bought. I'm so glad they have my size here. I just really wish they do too in shoes. We went to a lot of shoe store and the biggest shoe size I've seen is size 7! Goodness, they have freakishly small feet.

Anyway, I gotta get back to playing online poker now. Lol. :)

Today

2009-04-10T23:08:00.002+08:00

Well, I got up a little late (well, for my usual standards, 8:45AM is EARLY. But of course, here it's like, midmorning already). I waited for my brother to knock and drag me downstairs for breakfast. Figured that he would while I was still in the bathroom but no. Then while I was taking a bunch of quizzes a knock did come but it was from my aunt. She said a whole buncha stuff. The only thing I got from it was "Come with me, we're going ___ (basta somewhere)." So I went.

Turned out she wanted me to eat breakfast in the car on the way to the market. As in a wet market. I've only been to a palengke back home like, once or twice, and that was when I was much much younger. But the palengke here is awesome. It's super clean and doesn't smell and there are all kinds of crap!

Okay, if my friends are reading this, they should be excited because I bought them all kinds of crap. Seriously. This country manufactures crap like no other. The crap I'm referring to are cute semi-useless things. They have tons of stuff here and fancily-packaged food and stuff. Seriously. We even found black cotton swabs!!! That's actually HELLO KITTY black cotton swabs! I really don't know why they love Hello Kitty so much. That kitten's everywhere.

Anyway, tonight my bro and I walked all the way to a McDonald's nearby. He figured that since there's a McDonald's there, there could be a good place to look around in. Turns out there wasn't so we walked back and on the way checked out a public park. He couldn't resist a restaurant and ordered a beef meal. People here are big on vegetables. That doesn't surprise me because fruits and vegetables here taste so AWESOME! They're all so fresh and organic. It's like their soil has supernatural abilities or something.

So anyway, we got home at around 10:30. Kinda late. Had to dash up here to my room to prevent them from seeing a couple of breads we bought. We have to sneak food in here because my aunt is such a health buff. She doesn't believe in soda drinks (but she doesn't drink water! what kind of health buff is that???) and of course junk food. And since she cooked us a delicious dinner it's kinda offensive to her to see us with more food, as if she doesn't feed us enough. She does. She stuffs us with all kinds of food. If only those aren't perishable I would definitely take a whole lot of them back to my mom and my friends. They're so fancily made! Like this morning she gave me this pao made of rice and inside are some beef bits I think and chopped veggies. Really good. She said my grandma loved eating that. And also we always have soy milk. There's instant coffee but she buys us soy milk. It's good.

So okay, I've forgotten to bring the camera with me everytime we went out today so there aren't any pics yet. Oh and I forgot to mention that we went to a mall called Sogo and ther's a Hermes and Chanel and Louis Vuitton store there but we didn't go in 'coz we're dressed like crap and my hair is messily tied up because I didn't wash it this morning since it's cold and all. We wanted to take pictures though at the outside of the LV building but... it's too fancy.

Fine. I'm going to bed now. Or a little later. Basta. 'Til next post.

Anti-Cola

2009-04-09T22:12:00.004+08:00

They also don't allow carbonated drinks and candies and junk food. No wonder my aunt is one hot 60-something year old. Seriously, she could pass for a 40-something-year-old. I wonder how they deal with emotional emergencies. Drink a huge vat of tea maybe?

I'd pick all-in-fat ice cream for crap moments anytime. I can always detox later.

So, second day's over. No video conference calls yet. I don't know where my friends are and what they're doing. I hope they're having a great summer. I don't wanna spoil that with my whining.

Today I watched the Yankees lose, threw up, washed plates, threw up some more, went to a chiropractor and had my appendix creamed, went out to buy water (I really can't believe they don't drink water; there was a pitcher of water we found beside the thermos and it had white moldy stuff floating on it - how long has it been sitting there not being drunk?), went to a sort of night market/peryahan thing, sneaked in a bar of Snickers, and now I'm here filling up what disc space I have.

I'm gonna try to find stuff to bring home to my friends. There are all sorts of crap here.

I don't have pictures yet...

Okay, I think I'll watch some shows and movies tonight. Started reading Watchmen though. The movie keeps flashing in my head.

They Don't Drink Water

2009-04-09T13:58:00.002+08:00

Seriously. We just had lunch and there wasn't any drinkable water around.

Last night we were each given a bottle of water. I thought that was just for the night. Of all the health shiz they subscribe to, not drinking plain water is too big a contradiction. True, tea is good for one's body but nothing beats regular water. I can't believe I just drank a mouthful of water after a big lunch. I might die of dehydration. I'd probably spend all my money on water now.

My brother and I poked around the refrigerator out back and found a couple of bottles. But get this: they're expired. I didn't know water had an expiration date. But right there stamped on the bottle was 2007.05.04. I'm not sure what that date was; it could be the manufacturing date. But even if it were, that means that that bottle of unopened water was 2 years old! Goodness! How have they survived this long?

I terribly miss our water dispenser.

Another dilemma: I'm running out of disk space. If I'm staying here for a month, at this rate, I will finish my remaining 140gb of free disk space. I really should transfer some of my stuff on my brother's laptop.

Morning Sickness

2009-04-09T11:30:00.002+08:00

So this is what it feels like.

Okay, I'm not pregnant. This is just the side effect of the medication I'm taking to regularize some of my biological functions.

It is AWFUL.

I've been breathing deeply to keep things down but there are weird smells that bring them all back up. I've already eaten sweets and drank water but the nausea is still there. And the memory of that cold chicken cooked in beer last night... Eugh. I really don't wanna think about it. It was HORRIBLE. It makes me want to throw up extra hard. I think the memory of that dish will keep me from eating anything else in a long long time. Wow. I'd be thin.

Still, this all feels so bad... I hate it. And I just wanna sleep but I can't because I'm not in my own house hence I'm not a princess here. Ugh.

At pinagtitripan ako ng tiya ko. Lahat nalang. Papaaralin ng Chinese, make me go to the gym, even stand on that weird torture device-ish stretching thing while watching TV.

I know, I know, those things are actually beneficial for me but ugh! This is my irrational side. I hate it that they're getting on my case. I wish they'd just leave me alone. I wish my dad would teach me how to be independent in an English-speaking country. And please stop shoving the Chinese language down my throat. I don't dislike it but please just quit pushing it. I don't like being told what to want. I know it's a good and important language but I want to learn to love it in my own time.

I feel like throwing up again.

Me?

2009-04-09T09:24:00.003+08:00

Your view on yourself:

You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.

--> Me? Straightforward? Hmm.

The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:

You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.

--> Haha. Hahahahaha! Hahahahahahahaha!!! So true.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship:

You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.

The seriousness of your love:

Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.

--> So where are those dates you're talking about?

Your views on education

You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.

--> Exactly.

The right job for you:

You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.

-->You just said that I'd end up with an unusual job and yet now you say I'd choose something secure and practical. What kind of job is unusual and at the same time secure and practical? Like, an undertaker or something?

How do you view success:

You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.

What are you most afraid of:

You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.

Who is your true self:

You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.

Headache

2009-04-08T23:40:00.003+08:00

Maybe because I got used to Philippine summer weather these past few weeks that 20 degrees C is a little cold for me already. Right now breathing through my nose is giving me a headache (coupled with that weirdly sweet scent - at first it was nice but now I'm getting a little sick of it... and I have to spend a month in it).

Also, since it's cold, there's no reason to turn on the air conditioner (and there are no electric fans here). I'm used to the nonstop whirring of appliances back home (especially my desktop) that I find deafeningly silent the lack of those sounds. I have to leave my ipod stuck to my laptop so I'll have proper "sleep music" because all I have in this laptop are Christmas songs. Will that harm my iPod's battery???

Hello from Taiwan!

2009-04-08T22:22:00.002+08:00

OK, it's my first time to ever go here. Not that I really dreamed of going here but I'm happy that I'd be able to add another pin on my map.

So far it's been OK. The thing I'm most thankful for is their awfully fast internet connection. Goodness. The time it took for me to download and install the AIM messenger (about only a minute) would've been 10x slower back home. I should've brought extra disk space... Well, dear ol' Samwyn (my iPod) is here to help. Thank heavens for 160gb ipods.

Anyway, my Chinese has been criticized several times today. I admit that I am no expert but I do understand what they're saying (most of the time). I just am kinda shy to speak it. So as a result of that, during my free time, they're gonna send me to a nearby university to study Chinese language! Wow. I spent more than 13 years of my life studying that language and it still isn't enough. Man. Well, at least I'd get to meet new people... (which I am NOT good at. Where's the silver lining again?)

I'm so glad my cousin knows how to speak in English.

OK, I don't know what the wake up time here is so I gotta sleep a little early (by midnight - that's early for me). I'm guessing it's around 8AM, but I kinda have the feeling that my aunt will wake me up at 7AM for that live baseball game. I showed some interest in baseball while watching the news awhile ago (she offered us the remote control to switch to our channel of desire - but all channels are in Chinese! Oh except HBO, which has Chinese subtitles. And the most boring movie ever.). Apparently, baseball is really big here. They've got a Taiwanese pitcher in the Yankees, am I right? Not sure. Basta he's very good according to her. They even have a calendar with his pictures on it.

OK, that's all for now.

P.S. They keep offering us fruits. Real healthy. But they keep on feeding us. I hope I don't gain more weight.

Ewan.

2009-04-08T22:19:00.000+08:00

Written nung tinopak ako temporarily.

April 7, 2009

10:57PM

Tuesday

I hate it when sometimes he's being cute without realizing it.

Ugh.

Focus, Tep. Erase, erase.

Phantom Fever

2009-04-08T22:08:00.001+08:00

Written yesterday when I was sniffling away early in the morning.

April 7, 2009

9:12AM

Tuesday

Damn. I watched Phantom of the Opera again and as usual, I couldn't help crying. At least now it's more of a silent crying type than the bawling my eyes out and wailing like before.

I just... He's just so lonely, you know? And the world's been so unfair to him. All he's known is darkness and cruelty and they blame him for his aggressive murderous behavior. If people weren't so cruel to him, he would've learned gentler ways. They made him that way and now they're condemning him for the result of their own faults. Ugh.

I might also be saying this just because it's Gerard Butler. Even with a messed up half of a face, he's still the hottest phantom ever. And man does he sound good. The rockstar voice really suits his character. The stage play phantoms I've heard all have that smooth boyband-ish voice. Gerry's is way way better, you know, with the angst and all.

Also, he performed that role really well. I wouldn't be crying if he weren't so convincing. I mean, yeah, Christine is wonderful too (and it keeps running through my mind that at the time of the making of that movie, she was underage and her leading men are all way older). But the Phantom's performance was what made the movie. If he failed to portray the loneliness, the bitterness, and the pain, it would just be another semi-slasher flick. But Gerry managed to give all those characteristics to the Phantom and made him a sympathetic character, which is of course the point of the movie (for me at least. I mean, Raul is just a whiny bi-atch, why want him to be the point of sympathy?)

And might I add that making people as beautiful as Gerard Butler cry should me made a crime. Man. That scene when he was in front of the musical monkey with cymbals... That just tears me up. I swear. It was so full of everything painful in the world. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. And she chose that whiny albeit rich prick.

Okay, I'm admitting that I may not feel as strongly as this if the Phantom wasn't Gerard Butler. But hey, the first time I saw it I didn't even know who he was so... Okay fine. I still thought that the Phantom was a deal more handsomer than what I expected. Lol. Still. Good acting.

Wrestlemania Part Deux

2009-04-08T22:02:00.001+08:00

Written the same night as the Wrestlemania post before this.

10:28PM

See, there were a lot of people who weren't too happy with the Money in the Bank results. What story are they starting, I wonder? I bet Christian will have a big part in that. Punk-Christian rivalry. Hmm. I don't remember Christian well enough to decide if that's gonna be a good one or not. I just kind of remember that he was there when Chris Jericho was there before and then both of them disappeared. Were they tag teams or something? They also kinda look alike.

I'm getting a little sleepy not.

Oh man, they're showing the Fan Access Tour again. There were people who came all the way from Japan! Goodness! Why am I not there?! That is just so awesome. Come on. Man. I wish, I really sincerely wish, that by the time I'm able to watch Wrestlemania live, Tripe H and the Undertaker are still there. I really really wish that. If Stone Cold could be there too that would be tremendous, even just for a couple of beers.

It's the Kid Rock performance. Hmm.Plaid is really in.

Babay.

2009-04-08T10:10:00.000+08:00

I'm at the airport lounge. I'll be leaving in about 45 minutes. Aw. Babay.

*Yey to free REALLY FAST wifi.

Wrestlemania 25

2009-04-07T21:16:00.001+08:00

Written last night. My brother hogged the internet for 3 days straight. Ugh.

April 6, 2009

10:10PM

Monday

So I'm rewatching Wrestlemania 25 right now. It was pretty awesome. I kinda expected a little more bang with the entrances and stuff but I did miss a couple of matches since there was another "family crisis" awhile ago. Although I did see the performance of Kid Rock. Not a big fan of him but I have to say that his number was great! Really pumped up the event.

Agh. I really wanted to be there. They showed some pre-event stuff like meet and greet and stuff and there were people who came all the way from Australia and Scotland and some other far away places! Ugh. If only I had the money and of course the visa to go there, I would have. I mean, I got the time now.

I wonder if Wrestlemania 30's gonna be a big deal too. I probably can attend that one. Well, if I don't have a super busy demanding job that is. But I would find a way.

Wow, this ladder match is different. They have Kane and Mark Henry who are HUGE, I think a little too huge for the usual ladder match contestants. Can the ladder actually hold Mark Henry up?

Ah, I missed CM Punk. Now I remember why I had a little crush on him back then. That smile is just... *kilig*

Hornswoggle! Up up and away!

When I was watching awhile ago, I was having lunch just in time for Shawn Michaels' and Undertaker's match. Man, I could hardly get anything down. I was so scared that the writers have gone completely mad and allowed a 16-1. Takot lang nila. The world would probably riot. Well, there were people who wanted Taker to lose. But that's just stupid. Well, unfair to the legend. Why ruin a perfectly awesome legend? It would be inconsistent with the Undertaker's character and overall story. Shawn Michaels already had loads of wonderful Wrestlemania history-making things. The one with Bret Hart and of course the one with ending Ric Flair's career. This streak is Undertaker's thing. Don't be selfish and take that away from him.

Okay, so it's still the Money in the Bank match. Can't believe CM Punk won again. I mean, I'm not upset by it but I really though Christian would win this or maybe Finlay or Shelton Benjamin, maybe even Hornswoggle. Punk two years in a row? Hmm.

OK, I'll be back later. Their backs against steel ladders are hard to tear my eyes from.

Typing Away

2009-04-04T10:43:00.004+08:00

Written awhile ago when there was no electricity hence no internet connection.

April 4, 2009

7:19AM

Saturday

Ah, Saturday morning. This is reserved for awesome breakfast and of course, cartoons! Which I was just watching when the cable decided to go off. Ugh. Alfred has just kicked evil plants into the fireplace. I didn't know Batman's butler was that maangas.

I missed Saturday morning cartoons. I always sleep late so usually I'm asleep in the morning. Watching cartoons this time of day makes me feel like a kid again. Aw. I know I can't keep hanging onto that part of my life anymore but hell, I still have a couple of months until I absolutely have to face the real world.

- Intermission - I'd just like to say that Batman's utility belt is awesome! I so have to read the comic books or at least watch this whole cartoon series. He was held captive by Poison Ivy in some sort of pink vegetable sac and it sensed that he had "low brain activity" and concluded that it was due to his imminent destruction so it sent a huge electric jolt that burned off the planty thing that covered his mouth and kept him in that super environmental purgatory.

Okay. What was I saying? Oh yeah. The real world. Well, it will still be there when I come back from Taiwan. I really have to fix my resume when I'm there. Right now I just really want to work in a hotel PR and/or marketing department. Agh, I know I really want some experience in production so I can be a creative writer in WWE because seriously, I think they need some new blood there, with the whole Vicky-Edge-Big Show triangle... Okay, I just vomited a little in my mouth. It's really lame and disgusting. I would've just made her like Theodore Long, you know, general manager but not abused with stupid storylines. Vicky deserves more respect than that. If I were her, I don't think I could kiss Big Show and Edge. I respect them as superstars; they're awesome. But kiss them?! Eugh. Unless they make me kiss Randy Orton or Jeff Hardy.

Sigh. Jeff. I don't know why I have a huge crush on him.

Awesome! It's Justice League now! Jack TV has great Saturday morning cartoons. I have seen every episode of this but I like watching it again. Ah, yes. I remember that I had a huge crush on cartoon Batman because of this show. He's really smart and smooth and mysterious and handsome!

Yiheee. Batman *hearts* Wonder Woman.

Okay, I've totally lost whatever semi-serious thing I was gonna say so I'll just keep on ranting about how awesome Jack TV shows are.

I would like to get all of The Simpson's episode. It's celebrating it's 20th year this year. How great is that? Even though I've only seen a couple of episodes here and there, I think it's simply awesome. Some people think it's dumb but actually it's because they don't get the real goal of the show which is to be a parody of real life. There's actually an article about the philosophy and the Simpsons (and also Seinfeld and Buffy the Vampire Slayer which I'll track down and read later)! Besides, it's hilarious, so what are those snooty ___ complaining about?

Okay, this time the electricity went off. Ugh. What is wrong with this place. But the good news is that my CPU is back! I'm not using it yet to let it fully recover from its recent explosion. And I still have stuff to finish downloading in this laptop. I just wish the electricity turns back on right away! It's so hot! I don't wanna sweat!

Bored at the Seminar

2009-04-04T09:38:00.002+08:00

Written yesterday when I was typing with my eyes closed - caffein+sugar didn't help my sleepiness.

April 3, 2009

2:40PM

Friday

Goodness. Inaantok na ako sobra. I'm here at a seminar about graphic design and stuff. The instructor is currently talking about how to work Dreamweaver. It's interesting and all pero parang ugh FrontPage lang siya. Ang basic, kung magsearch ka lang sa internet tutorials malalaman mo na lahat. Inaantok na talaga ako. Napapapikit na ako. I just wana slump down on my table and snooze. I only had almost 2 hours of sleep kanina. And walang wifi! Goodness. This is so annoying. Nadelay yung download schedule ko. I'm aiming for at least 10 fun movies to bring to Taiwan. Puro kasi sci-fi yun andito sa akin. Not that I don't enjoy them. I think Firefly is awesome. Pero minsan kelangan ko muna ng pasakali in the form of romantic comedies or family movies bago ako manood ng kailangan kong pakinggan nang mabuti. Kaso WALANG WIFI wtf. Merong nadedetect pero password protected. Sana merong software na nakakadecrypt ng passwords ng wifi. Grr.

Sabi sa papel 4:30 daw matatapos pero sabi nila 6 daw. Kung 6 ito matatapos mamamatay na ako. Makakatulog ako AS IN. Gusto ko na talaga makinig ng iPod pero siyempre pinipigilan ko. Naglakad na ako sa labas at lahat eh pero ayan inaantok pa rin ako. Dapat siguro naghilamos ako. O kaya nagkape. O kaya naghilamos ng mainit na kape para talagang gising na gising!

Natetempt na rin akong panoorin yung huling episode ng Supernatural. Nakakabitin kasi kagabi. Kailagan ko na uminom ng kape. Please.

Angels and Demons Indeed

2009-04-03T03:52:00.003+08:00

*WARNING* Spoilers of Supernatural 4x16

I...

That episode was...

Okay. Deep breath.

Supernatural gets harder and harder to watch each week, not because it's getting bad (although this was sort of the case the last three or four episodes) but because of all the... pain.

Everything is just too painful! The secrets, the past, the hidden feelings, the duty and responsibility, and of course, the inevitable.

But this episode, episode 16, made up for all the less than fabulous (didn't wanna say crappy because Supernatural is, even at its worst, always an inch or more above crappy) the past month. It also made up for the month-long hiatus. This episode was simply... awesome. It revealed so much, explained a lot and of course added more pain and despair into the mix.

Why do they keep doing that to Dean?!

My thoughts while watching this episode:

Why does Castiel always has that expression like a puppy has just been killed? Sometimes he alternates it with looking constipated.

Sammy is such a dumbass/asshole and also the hottest evil dude ever. I swear, he got cuter.

In my opinion, Dean has every right to legally own the cry, "Why do bad things always happen to me?!"

And really, why does everything always happen to Dean? What did he ever do to deserve this?

I think I've heard this somewhere else, but it still made my "Top t-shirt-printable quotes" list:

Alister to Dean: "Go straight to Hell. Do not pass go, do not collect 200."

It's extra funny because Dean was torturing him. Okay, it doesn't sound funny right now especially with the torture thingy but really, you have to see it to get it. Or maybe I just have a weird ass sense of humor.

I absolutely loathe Ruby and Sam is the stupidest person in the whole world. What does he think he's doing?! Dean's right from the get go. Ruby's e DEMON. You CAN'T TRUST demons. Ever. What did he go all vampire-y for?

This reminds me of Harry Potter. Harry turned out to be one of the Horcruxes he was tasked to destroy. Dean turned out to have broken the first seal and consequently started the process of the apocalypse, which seals he was saved from hell for to help keep from being broken.

These are all some of the angels' fault.

Okay. So far that's it. I would really love to watch the next episode but I have to get up early in the morning for I have an all day seminar to attend. And it's almost 4:30AM. Hmm. Now I want my pancakes.

Minsan, mahirap pag napapaisip

2009-04-02T22:03:00.002+08:00

Nung isang linggo lang excited na ako maggraduate. Apat na taon ko ring hinintay ang pagkakataong iyon. Well, actually, more like 19 years. Isipin mo naman, mag-3 palang ako nagumpisa na akong mag-aral. Almost 22 na ako ngayon. Ang ibang bata mga 14-16 years lang ang aral. Ako 19. Sino ba naman ang hindi magsasawa. Hehe.

So ayun nga, nung isang linggo, nung isang buwan, basta nung patapos na ang klase, hindi ako makapaghintay magtapos. May halo ring kaba ang paghihintay siyempre alam kong magbabago na ang lahat pero mas sumaibabaw ang excitement. Feeling ko para bang kayang kaya ko ang lahat. Sinasabihan nga ako ng mga kaibigan ko na ang dami dami ko raw pangarap. Well, totoo naman. Nakakatawang mga pangarap nga eh. Parang hindi seryoso pero seryoso akong gusto ko ang mga iyon. Kasi kung ganun ang maging trabaho ko, eh di matutupad ang iba ko pang mga pangarap (like meet WWE superstars in person and up close). Hit two birds with one stone diba? At sino ba ang ayaw maging masaya sa trabaho nila? Isipin mo ba naman, more or less iyan na ang gagawin mo habangbuhay. Para kang ikinasal. Unless you take a sabbatical, which is sort of a "cool off" period. Or quitting to change careers, parang legal separation. When you get fired, parang divorce dahil may separation pay which is kinda like alimony.

Ano na bang sinasabi ko?

Ah. Ayun. Ang fresh grad high. Nagtapos sa pinakamagandang unibersidad sa bansa (no offense to people who have different loyalties). Para bang lahat ng maisip mo malamang makakaya mo, matatanggap ka sa kahit anong trabaho. Pangalan palang ng pinaggraduatan mo ok na. Di naman bagsakin. Above average naman ang grades, may konting extracurriculars, konting work experience at inattendan na seminars here and there. Parang OK na noh? Ang ganda na ng feeling ko kelan lang. Never ako naging 100% confident sa sarili ko. Yung feeling of confidence na naramdaman ko nun, it was around 97% which is a lot for me. Parang madali lang lahat. I didn't feel panicky even though I know that I graduated at the unfortunate time of economic crisis. Ewan. Parang madali lang kasi eh. Parang kaya ko gawin kahit ano.

Tapos nung isang araw, as usual naglalaro ako ng ___ Wars (punan nalang ang patlang ng Vampire, Mafia, o Mob), napuntahan ko ang home page ko. Napansin ko na may ilang taong nag-add sa akin. Eh di add rin. Then I noticed na yung isa sa kanila ay naggraduate sa MIT! Ampucha! Angas eh. On the one hand I'm proud na merong Judenite na nakapagtapos doon. Grabe, as in hindi basta basta yun. On the other hand, parang lahat ng naramdaman kong confidence sa pinagtapusan ko ay naglaho. Para bang ang liit liit ko. Hindi naman kasi internationally recognized ang Ateneo. Siguro sa iilang mga bansa lang but not really where it matters (to me, at least). I love my school so much pero parang nasampal ako sa katotohanan na kahit gaano kaganda at kagaling ito, nasa Pilipinas pa rin lang ito, at ang prestige at honor ng pagtatapos dito ay marerecognize sa Pilipinas lang at hindi na sa ibang bansa. Siguro iisipin ng ilang mambabasa kung bakit ko inaalala ang iisipin ng ibang bansa. Bakit, magtatrabaho ba ako abroad? Malay mo, malay ko rin. I don't want to confine myself in only looking for a job in this country, pero ang gusto ko talaga magumpisa dito. Pero kung iisipin mo, sa paghahanap ng trabaho, sino ba ang mas papaboran lalo na ng mga tao ditong hinding hindi na mawawalan ng colonial mentality (and this whole rant stems from the same thing: I too have colonial mentality. hindi ko alam ang pamamaraan ng pagtuturo at pagaaral sa mga Ivy League schools but there's a reason why they're that sought after and why they top the world's universities list)? Yung nagtapos sa prestigious school only recognized here or someone who graduated from a prestigious school recognized everywhere?

Ewan ko ba kung bakit ako nabibitter at nagpapalulong sa self-pity/loathing. Isa sa pilosopiya ko kasi sa buhay ay hindi naman sa grades mababase ang buong buhay mo. Nasa diskarte lang iyan. Alam kong it sounds like an excuse ng mga tamad, pero proven na iyan. Hindi lahat ng great people nagtapos sa magagandang paaralan o nagtapos ng may honors or nagtapos at all. Sipag at tiyaga at determinasyon at diskarte lang. Siyempre with God's help diba. Pero parang ngayon, alam kong I did things right naman. Not perfect but good enough. Excellently mediocre nga daw. I mean, I know technically I'm good enough. Pero parang wala. Nung kelan ang inaalala ko eh kung saan ako maguumpisa sa dami kong gustong gawin. Ngayon ang umuulit ulit lang sa utak ko ay pag-uwi kong galing Taiwan, wala na akong pera. Wala akong trabaho. At the same time ayoko munang magtrabaho dahil I don't want to fall into something long term again. I don't wanna be stuck in anything again. Gusto ko pang magrelax ng ilang buwan, kahit buong summer lang. But I can't keep asking money from my parents and this little business thingy we're planning isn't going anywhere anytime soon. Saan ako kukuha ng panggastos? Yan ang problema.

Hay.

Pero kung tatanungin ako basta gusto ko pumasok sa PR ng hotel, specifically sa Crowne Plaza dahil doon nagsstay ang halos lahat ng dumayo ditong celebs. Shems noh. I'll get to entertain them. I will love my work forever.

Ewan. Nakakatamad isipin. I'm going back to playing. I don't wanna grow up just yet. Sa June na.

Aw. School.

2009-03-31T23:47:00.003+08:00

My friends and I went back to school today. Some had to take care of some paperwork. I just went to hang out with them. We took pictures everywhere. Well, okay, there were a couple key places we failed to go to like Bellarmine Hall and the old Comm Dept. Also, Soc Sci Bldg which houses the new Comm Dept. However, I managed to take almost a hundred photos of whatevers, even random corners of the school (even the trash cans and loud speakers).

I did not cry before, during, or right after the graduation. It's a very happy time for me. I won't have exams anymore (unless I decide to pursue further studies) and no more orals. I don't have to study Theo and Philo anymore. I can read whatever I want anytime and just bum around, lie around doing nothing the whole day. I really am happy to graduate and I see no reason for crying. But my mom said that this is just because it hasn't sunk in yet.

I kinda believe her. The other day when we bought my laptop (this one, because my desktop exploded last night), the lady attendant asked if I was still studying. My automatic yes almost came out but then I managed to catch myself. I said no. That's when it dawned on me that I am a student no longer. Right after I claimed that diploma, I stepped into the real world of being old and having to look for a job without thoroughly realizing it. Ugh. I felt so old when I said no! And now money is beginning to be an issue. I can't swipe everything and I can't keep on asking money from my parents. There are no job offers yet and the little business thingy isn't totally working. Which sucks because I already bought 50 pcs of tshirts. What am I gonna do with those if this doesn't take off?

Where will I get money?

Ugh. I don't wanna disappear into the workforce just yet. I wanna lie around and not worry a little longer. I wanna still be a kid. I hate it that I'm legally not anymore. I feel like one. I don't know what to do yet.

Pakshet. I have to go design shirts now.

My 6th Sense

2009-03-23T11:07:00.004+08:00

According to a Facebook test, my sixth sense is...

Clairaudio

Sound is your sixth sense. You're probably not surprised since you might be found rockin' a pair of headphones at anytime. So how does this relate to your inner voice? A person gifted with clairaudio (clear hearing) is someone very in-tune with sounds. Often a clairaudio "hears" their inner voice or gut feeling. For example, if you were about to do something you might regret (like, hooking up with your best friend's sweetie), you might hear a voice telling you to watch out or reevaluate your choice. You might also hear music at odd times or someone speaking even when no one is around (or when you dream). According to some, you might even be able to hear voices when someone is passing or has died. Now, we probably wouldn't advertise the fact that you hear voices, but you have to admit, it's pretty cool...

The text in pink really made me stop and think. I initially thought, what? Sound? I thought more like sight because I'm a very visual person. But "hearing music at odd times or someone speaking when no one is around" really freaked my out. Okay, I have a lot of weird things. One of them is hearing my name called by someone even when they're not there. Not someone dead. This usually happens when I'm in that almost-asleep state. Suddenly, as clear as if they're beside me, I'd hear the voice of one of my friends call my name. Sometimes it's one of my family members. Sometimes that wakes me up. Sometimes I just fall right to sleep. But it's so loud and clear it's really as if they're in the room with me...

I'm creeping myself out right now.

Busy Bee

2009-03-05T01:08:00.005+08:00

As I take a mini-break from my editing job, and as I watch the last hour of Smackdown (Undertaker vs. Vladimir Koslov), a sort of banner marquee popped in my head:

DO NOT MAKE UNDERTAKER LOSE AT WRESLTEMANIA. EVER.

He's 16-0 now, and pretty soon he's gonna retire. I'm not sure of this, and I don't want it to happen that soon (10 more years please! Or just make the streak an even 20, then retire). But I would really hate it (and so would a million other fans) if the Phenom loses at Wrestlemania. That would be an abomination. It'd be out of character and they'd completely ruin his continuity. Also, it's already The Undertaker's legacy. Do not take that away from him. He's put up with a lot, surviving that long in that business and having a super fanbase no matter what he plays (heel or face. If there is such a thing as a neutral in WWE, that's him).

Okay, rant over. I would just like to say that I'm so effing excited for Wrestlemania 25. It's a quarter century old! That is so awesome! How I wish I could be there in person on April 3rd. Oh well. I guess I have to settle for the next Wrestlemania. ANd I'm so very very thankful that we're still here by then. I have no idea if there's WWE in Taiwan.

Anyway, just found out that Batista is going to be here on March 3rd. That's two days away.

-- Okay,The Undertaker just lost to Koslov. That is so impossible. I will riot if he beats The Undertaker at Wrestlemania. --

So where was I? Oh yeah. Batista at Megamall, 2:30pm, March 3rd. Such awful timing. I was thinking he's gonna come later in the month. Grr. I have this required thing to attend in school from 1-5. Ugh! It's such a useless thing!!! I wanna see Batista!!! And yeah, I haven't received word as to who won the contest. I really hope I did. There's no announcement on the site or whatever. Come on Jack TV...

I was supposed to post this 4 days ago, but my brother was hogging the internet that night and I got so busy (still am, just procrastinating). Ah, I can't wait to finish this project. I want to bum around for a while, even just for a week. Got over a hundred more faces to digitally scrub... I'm so tired...

Anyway, here is Batista at Megamall. :) He's HUGE! And I'm happy that I got near, even though I didn't manage to catch one of the posters he threw.

Batista is Coming Back!

2009-02-21T00:02:00.004+08:00

This is AWESOME!!!

The last time he was here, I had CWTS, I think. Basta it was a Saturday, and I had to rush to Gateway just to drown in the sea of people. I didn't have that Pizza Hut thing, or the arrive early thing. Whatever. Basta I didn't get to see him up close. I do have pictures of him in a cellphone though (have to get that out of there...but how?) But anyway, I was so far away from him that all 6'5 and 300lbs of him looked about the size of an ant.

Bummer, right? And I had to go into and pretend to look around some expensive stores like Lacoste just to get nearer. Argh. All that wait for almost nothing.

Anyway, JackTV says that he's coming back here this March! Yey! They have this promo (the video above) which if you win, you get WWE goodies and a chance to meet Batista in person! AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

So okay, the question one has to answer is, "Why are you the ultimate WWE fan?"

Yes, I have drafted a wonderful answer to this question, which I will post once the contest ends. I know that nobody ever reads this blog, but I can't take the chance to expose my sincere albeit slightly pathetic-geeky answer to someone else who'd like to join. Seriously. I'm laughing my head off at one of the reasons that I stated. Makes me look like I don't have a life but oh well, it's true!

So there, I would just like to share that wonderful news. I hope I win. Come on. That answer was awesome. Lol. You can log on to JackTV.com.ph to enter the contest!

Valentine's 2009

2009-02-19T00:27:00.005+08:00

This was by far the most eventful Valentine's Day ever.

So okay, I was supposed to wake up a little early to do some research for a paper but as usual, I failed to do so. Woke up just in time to take a shower and go to school to have myself measured for toga.

Afterward, I sat at my usual "hang out place" - the library steps. There was this guy at the bottom of the steps. He had a guitar. When I got there he was just sitting silently. So I picked a spot and jammed earphones into my ears. I was actually watching videos of David Cook's AI performances. Yes, he was and still is awesome (although I miss Bo!). But after a while, I looked up and saw another guy sitting silently beside the first guy, but he was facing him. I thought, what the hell is he staring at him for? Was this a Brokeback moment? But then I took my earphones off and heard the first guy strumming and singing along.

My own semi-private Valentine's concert. :)

That's why it took me a little longer to get to J at NBS. We then proceeded to Yellow Cab. Then N arrived. So we ordered one big ass pizza and a box of pasta. Too bad they didn't have bottomless drinks. And I thought that "cut for party" means that they'll cut the pizza according to our party's size, that is, a party of 5 (before B canceled on us). But it turned out that this party cut thing meant that they were gonna cut the pizza into tiny rectangles. Which was nice because it was a change. But also because of the tininess of the pieces that I failed to realize that I've already eaten a lot. It made me think that I was only eating little.

So K came moments later, and we all enjoyed the greasy and yummy food. Of course, as we are most probably the best undiscovered comedians/comic strip characters of our time, we cracked each other up. Lucky nobody choked 'coz I've no idea how to do the Heimlich Maneuver. Pics were taken as usual, as you can see. :)

I was so ready for dessert when I got home. But then a friend of mine popped up. Problems. We spent about an hour talking and another just sitting in silence as I try to start the paper due that evening. I love her a lot and I totally sympathize with her, but I just don't know what else to do but listen and pat her consolingly. This was my "right speech". Lol. Buddha would be proud. Just kidding.

She left, and I was left alone for about 30 blissful minutes. Then another friend came, the one I texted to come over quickly because I needed help consoling. I don't know why. I used to consider myself one of the best "shoulder-to-cry-ons". But now, I don't know. I felt awkward. It's like, I don't know how to do it anymore. Maybe I never did. But I'm glad she came to me. Maybe it's just because my house was nearest to hers. I better check up on her.

So there. Another friend came over. We were gonna go out that night. I'm single for the 21st consecutive year and I've been bombarded with schoolwork and deprived of sleep for the last three weeks. I deserved a night out. So we got to talking while waiting for our ride. We talked about the problem and what we're gonna watch that night. Then I had to entertain my cousins who dropped by. By 6:30, I was dressed up, made up, and ready to go.

We got to Greenbelt at around 7:30. First we dropped by Bayo for the discount card thingy, then proceeded to look for another friend at Timezone. Man, I've never been to Timezone in a long long time. I missed it so much. We played this basketball game for like, an hour. There's no ticket prize; we did it for the challenge. When you get to 30 pts. in the first stage, you go to the 2ns stage where you have to get to 150pts for the 3rd, 250pts to get to 4th, 350pts for the 5th, and then 450pts for the last. My back ached for two days because of that. I cramped and all.

The exercise famished us so we looked for a place to eat. Everywhere is full! Luckily there was National Sports Grill. Awesome. Their servings are ginormous but so are our appetites so that didn't matter. We ate, chatted, and laughed. Ah, my friends. I love them so much because they make me laugh. A lot.

While we were waiting for our change, this caucasian man approached one of my friends and whispered something, left a card, then left. We were all like, "Was that guy from a modelling agency?" My friend was tall and slender so it was quite possible. She was already approached to endorse MET. Lol. She has really fair skin. Well, it wasn't a modelling agent's card. There were Chinese characters on it. I was like, wait a minute, that guy was white. Then we thought that maybe he was based in Hong Kong or something. I didn't read the card very well. When we flipped it over, there was the english version, and a little scribbled note, "Hi. I think you're cute. Let's get together. Call me."

Man, we laughed our assess off! The guy was apparently a sales and marketing person. Says so in the card. My friend wanted to throw it away, but we told her no. Since most of us are newly grads or ar about to, we could really use another company to apply to. And that is just our field. Lol. We joked about sending our resumes with her picture attached so he'd know we're friends of hers and we could set them up. Lol. But she left the card with the tips.

Too bad. The guy was actually kinda cute.

So then we stopped by the restroom and freshened up. Since the movie wasn't for another hour, Timezone again! This time I got to play House of the Dead (after waiting for like, forever, for the previous couple to finish). I love that game. I wish I had that here at home.

We went to see Valkyrie. I wasn't expecting much since it was a Tom Cruise movie (no offense to Tom Cruise fans). It turned out to be quite good. It required absolute attention though but I didn't have a hard time giving that because it was really interesting. This is coming from me. one of the most superficial moviegoers. Make something explode and I'm happy. Lol. Okay, not really that shallow. As much as I love John Cena, and as much explosives were deployed in the movie, The Marine sucked. Anyway, I got home at around 2AM. What a day. Parang telenovela.

Oh, and the flowers are, as usual, from my dad. :)

Corner of Your Heart (Ingrid Michealson)

2009-02-18T00:32:00.006+08:00

I've always wanted to do this. :) Samwyn (my iPod) is excited!

Grabbed from Mysh's Multiply Blog...

1. Put your iPod (or MP3 player, iTunes, etc.) on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
I Want Candy (Go Gos)

Hehe. Ano yan. Well, I love sweets naman. :)

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
The Music of the Night (Phantom of the Opera Soundtrack)

what does this mean?

Nighttime sharpens
heightens each sensation
darkness stirs
and peaks imagination
silently the senses abandon their defenses

This means I'm creative and irrational. Hahaha. Give in to the desires!!! O kaya uto-uto ako.

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A BOY?
Spellbound (ACDC)

Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down

Hmm. Either this means that I want a wizard or like, prince charming. Lol. Sort of accurate. Ah fooey. I guess this means I want someone who'll sweeo me off my feet. :)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Somewhere Only We Know (Keane)

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?

Wow. The purpose of my life is to be heartbroken. Yey me.

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Song Yet to be Sung (Perry Farrell)

You're at the jubilee,or you're all alone
Because the more, the merrier it sound
My friends, everybody, they all tell me so
From the heights, from the heights of saiyon
ohhh yeah, whisper in your ear
We got to play on, what a designery
A little bit of song, the song yet to be sung

I don't get it. Hmm. Well, I think it denotes a kind of "happy-go-lucky" feel. Well, I'm kinda like that. You know, enjoy life. Life, the world, ourselves, all not yet complete. We're all songs yet to be sung. Naks. I managed to bring some philo in it!!!

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
I Can See Clearly Now (Johnny Nash)

I can see clearly now, the rain is gone,
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sun-Shiny day.

My friends think of me as a sun-shiny person?! Wow. Totally not what I thought. But that's good though. :)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Just A Ride (Jem)

Truth, we don't wanna hear
It's too much to take
Don't like to feel out of control
So we make our plans
Ten times a day
And when they don't go
our way we

Breakdown
Yeah we breakdown
Well don't you breakdown
Listen to me
Because

It's just a ride, it's just a ride
no need to run, no need to hide
It'll take you round and round
Sometimes you're up
sometimes you're down
It's just a ride, it's just a ride
don't be scared
don't hide your eyes
It may feel so real inside
but don't forget it's just a ride

Ah yes. I always worry about everything. Not that I'm this positive about it. Maybe I need to. Right now I'm freaking out about graduating and having to be responsible for myself.

WHAT IS 2+2?
Who Made You (ACDC)

Who made who, who made you?
Who made who, ain't nobody told you?
Who made who, who made you?
If you made them and they made you
Who picked up the bill, and who made who? (or who picked up the glue,...)

In simpler terms: I hate math. Lol. Or it just confuses me. I remember my high school math teacher saying, "The goal of Math is not to make simple things complicated, but to make complicated things simple."

Easy for him to say, his the second best mathematician in the country (well, he's out of the country now so I don't know anymore).

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Again & Again (The Bird and the Bee)

Say my name, say my name, say my stupid name?
Its stupid how we always seem to do it again, oh.

Youre so stupid and perfect and stupid and perfect.
I hate you, I want you, I hate you, I hate you, oh.
Again, again, again, again.

Ooookaaay. It's lucky I don't have a specific best friend.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Searchlights (David Cook)

Where did you hide yourself
For these searchlights are growing dim
I know this isn't much to recollect
Better now to close this puppet show
And say that it's the end
But for me,
Could you ready yourself
And hold on for a moment?
Just for me,
Could you bury it all
And hold on to this moment?

You made me fall forever
With no end in sight
When everything around is broken
Could you say that this felt right?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. No. Really. No.

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Waiting For Your Letter (The Cary Brothers)

I need you to justify
All of the darkest things
I need to know why
You left the best of me

I need an apology
I need it without the salt
I need it to fix me
I'm thinkin it's all my fault

Show me the answers
And show me the ways
With a voice that's understanding
Where the mornings last for days
The things I want to tell you
The beats that I could drop
With a voice that's understanding
Time is ours to stop

My life story is, according to this meme, basically bitter and pathetic. Sigh. Oh and this definitely reminds me of something, especially the first stanza above... hehe. Still bitter about that.

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Prologue (Phantom of the Opera)

Basically this part is the first scene of the movie when they're auctioning off the remnants of the opera house. The highlight is the chandelier that fell in the fire. The auctioner (?) said that it was mysterious because of the phantom. Blah.

So yeah. I think "mysterious" then. Haha. If it were still him then, yeah, pretty accurate.

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Sister Disco (The Who)

Bye, goodbye Sister Disco, Now I go
I go where the music where the music fits my soul
And I, I will never let go, I'll never let go
'Til the echo of the street fight has dissolved

I will choose nightmares and cold stormy seas
I will take over your grief and disease
I'll stay beside you and comfort your soul
When you are lonely and broken and old

I have no idea how to explain this. Either my parents think me a trashy girl or that they left their "disco" days because they had to take care of me. Aw. I'll take the latter.

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Bud Light Real Men of Genius: Mr. Supermarket Produce Putter-Outter

You have perhaps the greatest job known to man: squeezing giant melons...

Hahahaha. I would LOVE to dance to this if ever I have a wedding.

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
What You're Doing (The Beatles)

Look what you're doing, I'm feeling blue and lonely
Would it be too much to ask you
What you're doing to me?

I've been waiting here for you
Wond'ring what you're gonna do
Should you need a love that's true
It's me

Hahahahaha! I'm gonna haunt you all!!!!!

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
I'm A Human (Flashlight Brown)

Staying in, fading fast
Call some friends, have a laugh
About the things we used to think were coming

Stories same, nothing fits
Get in late, call it quits
Just as my paranoia comes to feed me

Lazy days, empty nights
I'm alone, but that's alright, i'm taking over this world on my own time

Ah, yes, definitely. Call some friends, have a laugh about the things we used to think were coming...stories same. Yes. We always do that. And for me, the lazy days and empty nights. And yes, I'm going to take over this world on my own time. Just wait and see.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Fat Lip (Sum 41)

'Cuz we like havin' fun at other people's expense and
Cuttin' people down is just a minor offense then
It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn
I'm sick of bein' told to wait my turn

I don't wanna waste my time
Become another casualty of society
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down

Heehee. I'm sorry. :) But sometimes this is true. Guess now it's not a secret anymore.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Big Balls (ACDC)

I'm rather upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
And I always fill my ballrooms
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all

I think that my friends have big balls. Hahahaha! Or that, the more plausible answer is that, I think they are socialites.

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Rael 1 (The Who)

The Red Chins in their millions
Will overspill their borders
And chaos then will reign in our Rael

The country of my fathers
A proud land of old order
Like a goldfish being swallowed by a whale

Rael, the home of my religion
To me the center of the Earth

My heritage is threatened
My roots are torn and cornered
And so to do my best I'll homeward sail
And so to do my best I'll homeward sail

Wow. I don't think I'm this... er, culturally patriotic. Culturiotic?

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Lips of an Angel (Hinder)

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those wordsa it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

This sounds way too good. Death by lips of an angel... or maybe it means that I'm gonna die caught cheating. Haha.

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Bud Light Real Men of Genius: Mr. Airport Baggage Handler

Why just set a bag down when you can throw it, kick it, or simply ignore it?

Hahaha. No, I do not regret not being an airport baggage handler, nor never having kicked, thrown, nor ignored any baggage.

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Seven Nation Army (The White Stripes)

I'm gonna fight 'em off
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off Taking their time right behind my back
And I'm talking to myself at night because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind behind a cigarette

Er...? Not actualyl funny. Bad Samwyn. Wrong song.

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Bud Light Real Men of Genius:: Mr. Bass Plaque Maker

Only a true artist like yourself can turn five pounds of dead fish into a work of art. In your capable hands we know that our trout will never look trashy, our croppy never crappy. Thanks to you we can say, "I caught this bass. What have you ever done?"

This will make me cry because of laughing too hard!!!

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Trust Me (The Fray)

We're only taking turns
Holding this world
It's how it's always been
When you're older you will understand

Is this a yes or a no?

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Fall Away (The Fray)

Something I've done that I can't outrun
Something I’ve done that I can’t outrun
Maybe you should wait maybe you should run
But there's something you've said that can't be undone

And you fall away from your past
But it's following you
You fall away from your past
It’s following you now

Yes, this is definitely scary.

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Dear Prudence (The Beatles)

Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play?
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play?

Yey, somebody likes me! haha. As if.

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Against All Odds (Mariah/Westlife)

How can I just let you walk away,
Just let you leave without a trace,
When I'm standing taking every breath,
With you, ooohhh,
You're the only one who really knew me,
At all.

Hmm. Who?

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Guiseppe Fortunino Pensiero (basta classical!)

So... nothing really hurts then. Or that I can't understand what hurts (because I can't understand teh lyrics!)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Corner of Your Heart (Ingrid Michealson)

Romantic Comedies Festival: Serendipity

2009-02-14T01:01:00.002+08:00

A professor of mine gave us a sort of random assignment a couple of weeks ago. It was for advertising class, but she told us to write a one page reaction paper on the movie Kate & Leopold. Why? I don't know. Because she found it nice, I guess.

Anyway, I am supposed to post about that movie but I want to submit the paper first because I'm going to get excerpts from it. Don't wanna be accused of just copy-pasting a blog post. Well, that assignment, and the stress of these last few weeks, has gotten me started on a new project: a romantic comedy festival.

Thanks to Gmail's cute little Task applet, I made a list of romantic comedies I wanted to watch. I was initially planning for a marathon, but the list got a little too long. So now I think I'll just watch one per day, provided that I have enough spare time. Thank goodness this weekend is a little freer for me. I do have to get up early tomorrow (actually, wake up time is in 5 hours) to finish a research for a paper. But hey, it's my 21st Valentine as a single person. Gimme a break.

So the movie I just watched was Serendipity. I've seen it a couple of times before but never wholly. This is like the first time I watched it with all my attention. It was wonderfully light. Sigh. I love romantic comedies. Fine, think me a fool and an airhead for this specific preference but it cures a lot of life-ailments. First of all, they make people feel good. Not everyone, but it works that way for me. They take you away for a time, as movies normally do. And you start to think, what if... Well, sometimes it's just fun for me to imagine. Last, they are just relaxing. Really. I love the sit-back-and-give-your-brain-a-break characteristic of romantic comedies. Of course, they're best served with either cakes, chocolates, or ice cream. Hmm. I might just do that tomorrow.

Serendipity. A fortunate accident. The movie revolves around these two people who met and spent a few hours with each other, probably fell in love right then, and because of the circumstances (they were both committed to other people) left everything up to destiny. A friend of mine commented that she didn't like the movie too much because she found the almost-but-not-quite meet-ups of the couple frustrating and childish (particularly the elevator). For anybody who's seen the movie (and I'm not gonna elaborate for want of preserving the innocence of those who haven't), you know about the elevator and the book and the bill. It was a series of "almosts", and true, it was a little frustrating at first, but for me that was the beauty of it.

The "meant-to-be" ideaology is not taken seriously nowadays. Logic has replaced the importance of the gut-feeling. But what this movie does is take the viewer and slap them hard across the face with a basic human truth: we rely on our instincts. We are not governed by them (unless we let ourselves to be), but behind all decisions, even the most logical ones, there is some degree of instinct in them, especially in making life decisions. Some of the best decisions that have made some people very successful were instinctual. It's all programmed into our self-preservation feature.

Anyway, this movie started out with a feeling that, though they wanted to be already, they weren't supposed to be together yet, so they set out to do these tasks as experiments to see if they were meant to be together. The whole idea was, if they met again after all the random things they did (and only leaving their first names with each other) then that's validation of their "destiny". So it really pushes the whole "let fate decide" thing, which isn't always healthy, but in this case makes the movie a lot more romantic. I mean, it wouldn't be called Serendipity otherwise. Well, okay, the movie could be called Destiny or Fate but that would be totally lame, right?

I'm not really an avid subscriber to this "leave it to fate" thing. I do believe, to some degree, that some things are really meant for you, but I don't base my decisions on them. I don't choose things simply because "I'm meant to". I get that feeling afterward. Like in choosing to go to my current school, for example. I didn't choose it because I thought that I was destined to. Heck, I hated it during the first few months and seriously considered transferring. But I'm not a quitter so I stuck it out. Well into the second year, that's when I felt that maybe, just maybe, I was really meant to be here. The school's general advocacy is sort of in line with mine. It provides me what I think I need to grow and I'm overall happy with how things are. I'm comfortable in it, and couldn't see myself being anywhere else. So yeah, I guess I was meant to be here.

As for love... Well, I'm keeping the faith. Hahaha. Malay mo diba. No, really, love is where people most rely on fate. I guess because it's too abstract a concept. There's no one specific solid feeling of love unlike anger or hunger or sleepiness. I mean, guys, tightening of the chest could also mean you're having a heart attack. It skipping a beat could mean something else than being smitten. So I guess we really don't have anything to hold on to when it comes to love. It isn't always so clear. How do you know if it's only infatuation or something well beyond that, right? That's why we more or less just leave it up to fate. And time. It's the only way of "experimenting" and getting evidence.

As for me? Well, for the sake of Valentines' Day, I'm gonna make an optimistic albeit vague statement: I still believe.

No, this is not about a specific person. Ayun wala na talaga hahaha and ayoko na. I thought about what I really wanted and there's no match whatsoever and I value myself and my happiness in that aspect too much to settle for anything less.

Although I think Jon Avila and I are meant to be together. Hahaha. I can state viable reasons. But not now.

BWISET!!!

2009-02-09T20:48:00.003+08:00

Lintek naman kasi may nagcoconcert sa park sa tapat ng bahay namin! Nakakaasar talaga! Bakit ba hindi nalang sa barangay hall sila doon sa tapat ng Agora mall? At least doon commercial area eh ampucha naman residential area dito eh! Ang hirap hirap nanga intindihin ni Kant dagdagan ba naman ng dumadagundong na mga bass! Kailangan kong ulit-ulitin para lang makatagos sa utak ko yun mga sentence dahil sa ingay! Tapos eto pa si Kant eh ang haba haba ng mga sentences eh lintek kaya namang sabihin si iisa o dadalawang sentence ang ibig-sabihin. Pahirapan pa talaga eh! Hindi nanaman ako makakatulog, tapos kelangan ko pa gawan ng 1-page paper ito na kailangan kong paghusayan dahil C+ lang ako sa orals. Ano ba yan! Bakit ba! Tapos bukas I have about 5 things to do! Wala pa akong nachecheck sa list ko! Lintek naman ang ingay! Hindi ko naman mareklamo yan sa barangay diba eh kasi PARA SA MGA BARANGAY OFFICIALS ANG PARTY!!! Nakakabuwiset talaga! Dati ok naman dito tahimik naman ayan ginawang party place ang park!

Pero in fairness yun mga singers, ewan ko sinong bands pero basta anjan si Jimmy Bondoc, kuhang kuha yun mga kinocover nila na foreign songs. With You ngayon ni Chris Brown ang kinakanta. OK naman.

Speaking of Chris Brown, nabalitaan niyo na ba ang kaso niya? OMG talaga. WTH. Bakit niya nagawa yon, kung ginawa ba niya talaga iyon.

So ayun lang. Pipilitin ko nang makarating sa page 5. Grabe. 34 pages man, tapos ang font niya ay parang TNR 8. Lintek talaga. I will invest in soundproofing materials na rin.

Last Three Weeks

2009-02-09T17:33:00.002+08:00

I've been feeling like I'm drowning in schoolwork since last week. Well, I'm actually one of the fortunate ones who felt that way only last week. There are people who have been struggling to stay afloat since the sem began. Heck, since the year began because of thesis. Ugh.

Anyway, I've written a 30-something-item task list last week. I've officially ticked off about 12 boxes so yey for me. The only problem is that for every box I check, two more get added. Argh. It's a bottomless task list.

Okay, not really, since there are only three weeks left in the seniors' school year. Each of the days in those three weeks are jam-packed with requirements though so it feels more like years rather than weeks. I want all the requirements to end. I just want to get things over with. But at the same time, while I was having one of my precious "staring blankly at empty space" breaks, I realized that this time, when the schoolwork ends... It really is the end of it. I mean, further education is more of a luxury than a necessity still, just a little bit, so unless I do that right away, the end of Feb is really the end of schoolwork for me.

It scares me. It really scares me. After this, I actually have to do something with my life. I actually have to do something. I was envisioning a summer-long bumming around period but the fact that I applied for an internship position that I'm perfect for and had the right credentials for and haven't received a reply until now (sent the email 3 weeks ago) just made me uneasy. I mean, I know I am the person for that job. And it's an unpaid internship. It's not like I'm doing it for the money. The only thing they'll be spending on me is space and a little time and effort. Not getting accepted to a job I'm sure I can do made me think about what would happen if I apply for something I'm not that confident about?

I'm really effing annoyed. Really. Really really really. Maybe I should snail mail my application too in case the contact person doesn't really check her inbox. Or maybe my application got sent to junk mail. Seriously. This is the second time I applied for an internship in that company. I don't know if I'm just such a loser or if getting in there requires some inside connection because the ones I knew who got an internship position there knew someone from inside.

I'll call them in March.

I have to get back to Kant now.

Guilty...

2009-02-04T21:35:00.002+08:00

I'm feeling guilty. Awhile ago, as I was waiting for the car to pick me up, I went and hung out at National Bookstore. I didn't want to hang out at Starbucks anymore since I'm trying to cut down on sweets and whatever I can ingest, basically (things are starting to get a little snug). So there. I can't eat books. I thought, okay, I can just sit in a corner and read the articles we're going to have a quiz on tomorrow. Then when I get home I can go do my other homework.

But then I saw the sale racks and went to check them out. I've looked through those before but nothing really interested me. Then I saw Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason for only 75php! That's like, even cheaper than in Books For Less or in Booksale. The really cheap books there are either yellowing already or have little tears and stuff. But these ones are in great shape. So I looked around more and found a copy of The Jane Austen Book Club. So I got that, and... 6 other books, including the novelization of the comic book miniseries 52.

It all totaled up to 485php. Wonderful! A standard paperback costs an average of 300php and these 8 books only costs 485! I used my card (which dad pays for) so I'm already guilty about that. It's only the start of February and my total swipage has already gone over... 4k, I think. Wow. Oops. But hey, around 1,300 is for gas which the whole family uses so that's not exactly a wholly personal buy. So I'm counting that out. So I've spent about 3k on myself in a week... What have I been buying?!

Food
Toiletries
A pair of shoes
Books

Yeah. That's about it. Haven't even gone clothes shopping yet. Argh. So now I have to hold off swiping for 3 weeks!!!

So anyway, I was already feeling guilty about that when the car arrived. My driver had on an AM station broadcasting the news. It was all about lay-offs and people not able to get jobs and price hikes and crying...

Ugh.

I bought 8 books just because I was bored and all around people are scrounging up every cent they could find because they don't have food or their mom's sick or something. And those books are probably gonna rot first in my Unread Books cabinet before I'd be able to read them.

Man, I feel terrible. And there isn't exactly a money-back policy in NBS.

American Idol 2009

2009-01-15T21:24:00.002+08:00

Auditions are the best. Really. They make me laugh so hard... It's worth the struggle of staying up when I so very very much like to doze off.

Anyway, the season looks promising yet. There have been a couple of people so far that I've seen whom I think will make it at least in the Top 24. There were also a lot of surprises a.k.a. golden voices in weird packages.

The new judge: Cara something. She is awesome. She has such a wonderful voice and she absolutely knows what she's talking about. Well, she looks like she does. What do I know. And it's good that Paula finally has a girl with her to fend of Simon with. Lol.

Oh yeah, I just saw Jason Castro's brother audition. He was actually good! Very different from Jason. I think his voice is more versatile. And they have very different looks too. Jason has this very laid back ad kind of "chill" look and his bro has... red and yellow hair. Lol. But he was good. I look forward to his Hollywood auditions.

I really don't know why some of these people actually think they can sing... I can't. I wouldn't dare, especially when it's being shown all over the world. I don't know why they would want to humiliate themselves in front of the whole human race (those who own tvs at least).

Why People Like Books Like Twilight

2009-01-15T01:23:00.001+08:00

Taken from Page-turner draws on medieval lore - The Boston Globe:

"The novelist and critic George Orwell once perfectly summed up the appeal of 'good bad books' like 'The Gargoyle': 'The existence of good bad literature - the fact that one can be amused or excited or even moved by a book that one's intellect simply refuses to take seriously - is a reminder that art is not the same thing as cerebration.'"

cerebration

Activity of the mental processes; thinking.

2:20 AM

2009-01-14T02:34:00.003+08:00

I don't know what woke me up, but I just suddenly did. As usual, I went to bed early last night since it's a Tuesday (on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I usually sleep at around 9:30-10PM. I don't know why, but it seems that I always am totally sleepy whenever I get back from school. Maybe it's the all-day thing. Maybe it's because I always fail to get proper sleep Monday and Wednesday nights.)

I think I fell asleep at around 9:30. So now I've just had 5 hours of sleep... and nothing to do.

I just joined Facebook. Lol. That will keep me busy for another hour or so.

I think I'll go see House on Haunted Hill now.

Recently finished e-book:

Wishes by Jude Deveraux

Wishes

2009-01-13T03:34:00.002+08:00

There aren't enough stars in the universe to make my lone wish come true.

Nor in the multiverse, for that matter.

Another One Down

2009-01-13T00:03:00.002+08:00

Recently finished e-book:

A Knight In Shining Armor by Jude Deveraux

This one goes up there with the Velvet Series. I guess I read the revised edition, since there's an author's note at the end explaining what all of it has been about. The story was, as usual, love, lust, more professions of undying love that would rival the cheesiness of Edward Cullen's and Bella's, and then sex. But to my surprise, the author actually says that it's about alcoholism!

She aimed to write a piece about alcoholism without mentioning the word itself. She talked about an "alcoholic personality", when one possesses, leads the person to seek out strong people to pull down in order to relieve himself of guilt over his weakness or something.

I really didn't see that explanation coming. Before the explanation, I just found the heroine really stupid and gullible albeit with a warm, generous nature. I liked this one because this time, it's about a female Montgomery who's not so perfect like the male Montgomerys I've read about before. Wait, why did it have to be a female Montgomery to not be perfect? Hmph. Well, come to think of it, she was actually wonderful, but she just didn't know it.

I guess I kind of identify a bit with her low self-esteem, her constant ordeal of having to prove herself worthy and her feeling of being a failure.

As the explanation goes, since this heroine underestimates her worth by a mile, she succumbs to charms of useless men. And then she deluded herself in thinking that the man she was currently living with, a reputable surgeon, loved her, even though he is clearly just using her. Ugh. This is the alcoholic scenario. The surgeon is supposed to be the one with the alcoholic personality, trying to tear another who he views as "high and mighty" down.

In the end, she gets saved by a knight in shining armor, literally. And there's time travel involved. I don't wanna explain everything here, but it was quite an enjoyable read, the best yet after the Velvet series.

It's Gone

2009-01-11T14:56:00.003+08:00

The sipon is gone!

Thank goodness.

Now I only need to blow my nose about once or twice a day. It feels so good to be able to breathe freely. Although there's a wee bit of phlegmy feeling in my throat, that hopefully wouldn't turn into another week or so of sipon.

Official tissue count: 4 packs of travel-sized facial tissues, about 2 1/2 rolls of toilet paper, and bits and pieces of restaurant tissues and ones in those little packs (some I asked from my friends) here and there.

Man, this sipon has caused me money. Well, I didn't really spend any, but my mom had to get me medicine and tissue isn't exactly free. I've consumed about 150php worth of tissues during the whole ordeal.

I just wish everybody else who has sipon would get well very very soon.

Recently finished e-book:

The Awakening by Jude Deveraux

I'm like, putting down one e-book each day or two. I have to stop and turn my attention to required readings pretty soon. Argh. But that would be hard. There are 12 novels in the Montgomery series and I'm only on the 4th right now. I'd probably finish the one I'm reading tonight, and then start another one right after that and finish it I don't know, maybe tomorrow night. But then I gotta read something for Philo. Humph.

Okay, don't worry. Just think that there are only 7 weeks left and then you'd have endless freedom.

Or unemployment.

Yikes!

Absolutely Endless

2009-01-08T21:04:00.004+08:00

A few days ago, I thought that I was getting better. I guess I did get better, but this sipon! My gosh. It's endless. I'm almost tempted to say that I will be eternally sipunin, but I plan to get rid of the sniffles by next week. I can't very well sit through an orals singhuting away! Goodness.

Tissue count: 1 1/2 rolls of toilet paper, 3 packs of facial tissues (and these are the travel-sized one, like, 50 pulls each), and bits and pieces of tissues here and there.

My bag is actually filled with little sipunin balls of tissue.

I guess it's because I failed to take my meds this morning. I barely slept because of the Theo midterms cram-a-thon (which I had to do because I just couldn't stop reading an e-book!)

Everybody in school is either only starting to sniffle or are already hacking up phlegm through their nose. At least mine has tamed down into soft fruzzles. Still I need to blow out once every hour or so. Ugh.

It's because of the weather. I think the temperature is sublimely cool. But I guess Filipinos aren't used to this kind of cold. I wish it were always this cold here. I won't have to sweat so much and can even wear a jacket from time to time. And it saved us loads of electricity because we didn't have to turn on air conditioning for like, a week. We just opened the windows and voila! It was better than air condition.

But do we have to pay for this comfort with runny noses? Humph.

My nose is already patchy: skin started peeling off because of constant friction with tissue. Now I've managed to have a sunburned-looking nose without actually having to go out into the sun.

Recently finished e-book:

The Princess by Jude Deveraux

On to another Montgomery adventure......

E-books addiction and stuff

2009-01-08T19:41:00.004+08:00

This was something I was supposed to post two days ago but never got around
to doing it because I was so very very tired and had midterms (and an ebook!)
to finish. And I needed sleep. (typed it with my phone in school while on break)

________________________________________________________________________________________

I just woke up from a much needed nap. I'm currently in the library at
my usual spot waiting for my next class to start. I have my Theo book
open in front of me, a result of my attempt to do some reviewing but I
only got as far as reading the title before I dozed off.

I wasn't able to sleep last night. My body clock hasn't shifted back to
the proper time yet, although I think today has jolted it to accuracy.
I plan on going to bed early tonight: 9pm or 10, right after I finish
the last few pages of the e-book I'm currently reading.

Ah, the e-books. I've started on the romance novels as I mentioned before. I'm
a bit hesitant to read the good books like Stephen King's Salem's Lot
as an e-book because I'd rather have a hard copy but if I don't find a
second hand one soon then I'd start on it (brand new books are too
expensive to buy in bulk). Anyway, I wasn't one fill my book cabinet
with romance novels. I own a total o 3 (unless Kristin Hannah's works
are considered as those, then about 5-6. And if Nicholas Sparks is also of that genre,
then I have more romance novels than I realized. I consider him a drama writer though.)
I knew of these romance authors from high school friends so when I
succumbed to boredom a few days ago and opened my first romance ebook,
I didn't think I'd find them quite entertaining.

But I did.

Not that they add anything to my intellectual value. Maybe they did. Now I
know Viking gods live in Valhalla where time almost stands still. I
never knew that before. But their stories are always the same: guy and
girl meet, fall in lust, have sex, more sex, and even more sex, fall in
love, have more sex, and live happily ever after while having more sex.
Same old framework, virtually no character development, predictable
outcome, yet what draws me in is the kilig factor.

I'm a sucker for kilig stuff (which is why I liked the Twilight book). It's so cute when
they at first hate each other then fall madly in love with each other
then vehemently deny what they're really feeling and then give in to it in the end. It's just
adorable when they fight. Like, aw. Sapakin ko kayo eh, you love each
other naman, deny pa.

So what I'm reading now is The Raider by Jude Deveraux. Her velvet series
is very good. I now want to be a Montgomery bride. Lol. This current
book is one of her other Montgomery series, descendants surely of the
ones in her Velvet series. All I can say is, damn, Montgomery boys are
freakin' perfect. Haha. Well not actually totally perfect but...they're
just all unbelievably hot. Tall, muscular, with beautifully expressive
eyes.

Sigh.

I just realized what attraction Sam Winchester holds
for me. I've never really been able to explain why I like him instead
of Dean who's so obviously the pretty one. It just dawned on me that
Sam is actually kind of a romantic hero figure. He fits the description
of a Montgomery man completely (except that he's probably gonna be evil
and have to face Dean in the end, a subject I will pursue later).

The Shoe Series

2009-01-05T20:07:00.004+08:00

It's not a new tv show, although it sounds like something Paris Hilton would star in.

Anyway, last week, a friend of mine and I got to chatting about her shoe collection. She photographed each of her footwear and posted it on her Multiply site. I absolutely love shoes, although I didn't realize that until about two years ago. The down side is my size 10/11 feet. There aren't many stores that cater to people with big feet. Most stores only carry until size 9. Ugh. And the fitting of the shoes still depend upon its style. There are some that are size 10 but still can't fit me. It's the width. I have wide feet, that's why sometimes I need a size 11.

Anyway, this Christmas, my "shoe collection" (I'm not really collecting) suddenly expanded. I've acquired 4 pairs of shoes this break alone. Lol. Two were given to me; the other two I bought.

When I came home last New Year's Eve and had absolutely nothing to do while waiting for midnight, I decided to also take pictures of all my shoes. I was planning on also posting them on my Multiply site, but I got shy. :) So since there's virtually no one who ever goes to this site, I'll post it here. You know, so I'd seem less vain. Hahahaha

First featured shoes:Got these from Schu about two months ago. They had a sale and I so wanted to buy that one high heeled lacey pumps. They were so adorable! But I wanted something I could use in the unpredictable Ateneo terrain. So I opted for these flats. They weren't my first choice 'coz I prefer closed shoes but they sure are cute aren't they? And on sale for less than a thousand pesos. :)

What Do They Mean?

2009-01-05T13:31:00.003+08:00

When I was having dinner with my friends the other night, we got to talking about dreams and their interpretations. In ancient times, they believed that dreams are prophetic. I think that's still true these days, but only rarely. My psych prof provided us with a Freudian explanation: that dreams are manifestations of our subconscious. They are a form of issue resolution and/or wish fulfillment.

When my friends and I decided to hang out here at home after dinner, we clicked on a couple of dream interpretation sites to get some idea what the elements of our dreams mean. Some explanations are believable while others are quite medieval in nature that I can actually picture a Professor Trelawney-type figure saying them.

So how do I know what my dreams mean? If they're supposed to be prophetic or mere wish fulfillment? Can dreams actually influence my waking hours? My feelings during my waking hours?

Because I feel like one of them did, and if, maybe, probably, that lone dream has resulted in all these crappy feelings and subsequent confusion... and if that was one of my wish fulfillment dreams... ARGH. Then all this is based on complete sleep BS.

It was said in one of the sites I visited that for dream recall, one must follow several steps: relaxing, sleeping for at least 8 hours, and waking up naturally (without an alarm clock or anyone/anything else to wake you). There might be another step which I forgot but whatever. It's weird because I remember almost every dream I have and I don't even follow these steps. Is there something wrong with my brain then? Or is it like, a superpower?

I'm going with superpower. :)

A Good Night's Sleep

2009-01-05T13:13:00.002+08:00

... is all it took to make me feel better.

Not completely better though, but at least I can actually smell and taste things now without having to blow my nose with each bite.

I've finished a whole roll of toilet paper, a pack of facial tissues, and other random pieces of tissues along the way, more or less equal to another pack of facial tissues. Also, about 8 tablets of Neozep and maybe 3-4 antibiotics.

I don't know why my nose can't stop snot production. The rubbish bin is halfway full of used tissues already. That's like, two days worth of snot. Two days and a night's worth, more like.

At least now I could breath through my nose a little bit.

Zombie's Night Out

2009-01-04T19:40:00.003+08:00

I was still feeling sick last night, but my friends suddenly sent me an SMS that I've been waiting for: an invitation to go out.

I've been stuck in the house for so long and I've been wanting to go out with friends just for a simple dinner and/or movie and of course, chatter.

So I jumped at the chance even though my head was still ceaselessly throbbing and I couldn't smell a thing.

It was a simple get together. I arrived at GH the earliest so I had a look around Astrovision for some new DVDs. I so want that special collector's edition of the Nightmare Before Christmas. And then I went to The Shops in search for shoes. I'm in a sort of shoe frenzy stage right now. Then I bought yellow nail polish which I have on now. It's really yellow. As in. I wanted to but the bright pink, bright orange, light blue, neon green, and black one but they cost 99php each. Don't need them that much so maybe next time. Then I proceeded to my search for shoes. Sadly, there are only two shoe stores there and they didn't carry anything I wanted. I have to get to Schu or Pretty Fit soon, when I still have money. Lol.

So then, having not bought any shoes, I went to Bayo and checked out the racks. I've grown fatter over the break so I was doubtful that anything would fit me. I really wanted a dress-like top (or a dress indeed) but they were a bit too costly for me (but I didn't try on any of them so maybe if one fits, I'd really get it). A couple of pieces interested me but my "saving" instinct kicked in so I only chose one: a black 3/4 sleeved knitted v-neck top. It's cute, and I've been wanting a nice black top for some time now, although I would much love wearing those bright greens and reds that Bayo offer. Next month, when my credit card refreshes. My dad might as well take it from me if I spend another thousand on clothes. He's been asking me to get my own card (mine is an extension of his and he pays for whatever I swipe so... poor him.)

Anyway, as I mentioned before, I'd be spending a little over a month in Taiwan so I'm trying to save up for shopping money. I just really hope there are clothes there that fit me because as far as I know, Taiwanese women are slight little things. As if the language barrier isn't sucky enough, no shopping prospects would make it hell. Although a really really fast internet connection would make up for it. I'd better get a whole chunk of free memory.

So now I'm going to spend the last night of my Christmas vacation still blowing my nose every 3 seconds. I think feel my brain starting to squeeze through my nostrils. And the sides of my nose feel raw from chafing against tissue. Oh well.

E-books read completely so far:

Until Forever - Johanna Lindsey
Highland Velvet - Jude Deveraux

Still working on World War Z. I think I can finish that tonight.

Veggie Zombie

2009-01-03T11:25:00.004+08:00

I feel like a zombie.

Maybe I've already turned into one.

For speech, I now only am capable of grunts and moans. My head feels like it's steadily building up to an implosion. My lips and mouth feel dry all the time. My eyes are blurry, my movements stiff and slow.

I'm just waiting for my flesh to rot and everything will be set.

However, I haven't the urge to sink my teeth into human visitors to my room yet, so there's still that stage to tackle.

Or maybe I'm a veggie zombie. If there are "veggie" vampires like Edward, then I might as well be a veggie zombie.

Maybe I'll go attack a vegetable patch later.

Sipon

2009-01-03T00:27:00.003+08:00

The hurting in my throat has subsided, but now all the phlegm have turned into SIPON. Goodness. I have a huge head cold now. My eyes are starting to water and balled up tissue now litter the base of my monitor. I hope this goes away soon.

Wow, credits are rolling again. That's officially the third time I watched Men In Black this Christmas break. If they show Transformers again, I'd watch that too, and that'd be, what, the fourth time this break? And also Spiderman 3.

I haven't even done the compulsory movie marathons of breaks. There are a lot of trilogies and movie series to marathon. What I wanted to do was the usual LOTR and Harry Potter (the latter would literally take all day. 2.5 hours x 5 movies plus food and bathroom and nap breaks), but I could also do X-Men and Spiderman and the old Superman movies. What else do we have anyway?

Pfft. Okay. I have two more days. I'm going back to reading through my watery eyes now.

Hello 2009!

2009-01-02T19:01:00.002+08:00

Another year has come.

Awesome.

I don't know if I mean that or if I'm being sarcastic. Well, another year's another 365 1/4 days to make my life, myself, into something. And I truly am thankful that I'm still alive, that I'm given the chance to last this long.

It's just that things will happen this year that'll change my life.

They scare the heck outta me.

Of course, the first big thing is graduating. I'd officially be unemployed in three months. I've been a student since I was 3 years old. What will I do now?

The second thing I'm anticipating/dreading is my month-and-a-half in Taiwan. No offense to the country and its inhabitants or whoever loves it, but I have never dreamed of going to Taiwan (not even in the brief months of my F4 fever). It's to take care of my dad while he gets therapy there. I'm not complaining about that. I think it'd be a valuable experience for me to live away from home and do virtually everything myself. I have to do laundry, clean the house, iron maybe, go but food... I'd be okay with cooking, but please, don't expect me to go to a wet market (palengke) over there. I don't even do that here. Supermarket, always. And I'd have a hell of a time bargaining in Mandarin. Ah, the language. I've studied it for almost 15 years; you'd think I'd be uber fluent by now. But no. I think my knowledge of that language has depleted in the course of my spending 4 years without it in my face, 24/7 as it used to. I'd also have to speak with my aunt (whom we're going to live with) in Mandarin and/or Fukkien because she can't speak (nor understand, I think) Tagalog or English. And then I'd have to go entertain myself while my dad is in the therapy place. My aunt tells me there's a mall near the house we're gonna stay in, and I could spend two whole days and not see all of it. That excited me. But this could be a potential letdown. Will I be given shopping money?

Wait, would I have to get a job there?!

Argh. Dad. Why couldn't you have chosen an English-speaking country to have therapy in? I could do so much more there. First of all, I could understand perfectly what everybody would say and not have to mentally translate everything all the time. Sigh. This will be a huge test of my skills.

Third thing that will happen this year is.... ah, well. You know.

I don't wanna think about that yet.

Anyway, there are a couple of days left in this vacation, and the last of them I really really have to spend studying. I wanted to start today, but I'm feeling like shit because of this scratchy sensation at the back of my throat. I can't get it out. I don't know if it's only phlegm or if I'm having tonsillitis again. Doesn't matter. All I wanna do is stay in my comfy bed and read/watch TV all day.

Speaking of reading, I have electronically encoded my READ BOOKS list the other day, but not completely. I got the R.L. Stine part and stopped. I couldn't decide if I'm gonna place it there in the READ list or just settle for the highlighted/not highlighted arrangement in my R.L. Stine list. Whatever. I'll see to that when I get another break. Which will probably already be in March.

I mentioned previously that I was reading two books, Nightmares and Dreamscapes my Stephen King (which I found out yesterday was actually turned into a tv show! Well, a mini-series) and World War Z by Max Brooks (an e-book actually). I have not finished both of them. Instead, I have added more books to my current reading list. Days ago we went to Alabang Town Center (have not been to this place in ages, maybe two years already) and while waiting for my dad, I found a mini booksale type of thing at the center and found books by authors I've wanted to try out. The best I found was Red Dragon and Hannibal by Thomas Harris. Can't wait to start these. But I have this urge to wait until I find Silence of the Lambs and Hannibal Rising, you know, to complete the series, before starting. I have that little OC-ish tendency. But hey, I found e-books of them so... yeah. The other one is Dean Koontz's Dark Rivers of the Heart. Based on my mini research, he's one of the top horror authors out there. There were a lot of Dean Koontz books in that sale. I wanted to grab them all but that would've burned a huge hole in my wallet so I settled for one, just a taste, if you will. Then the other one is Ransom by Danielle Steel. I don't normally read romance novels although in the past I have read a couple. They were okay, an easy read, just to keep me occupied for a couple of hours. Since Steel is a renowned romance novelist, why not give her a try, right? And her books had this common template for the cover, you know, a gold strip about an inch thick at the top and then whatever color the rest of the bottom. They looked so... uniform, so conducive to collecting. :) Heehee.

So right now, what I'm reading all at the same time are as follows:
Nightmares and Dreamscapes
World War Z (I've transferred this into my iPod's Notes section, had to split up the whole text into 170 4kb files because iPod can't handle showing anything bigger. Took me about four hours to do so. Ugh.)
Dark Rivers of the Heart
Ransom
Until Forever (e-book by Johanna Lindsey)

So... that's a whole lot. I'm not even including The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks which I started a week ago, I think. But I put it down after the first page because I decided to read it when I really need a tear-jerker. Oh, and did I mention I managed to acquire truckloads of e-books (if they were solid copies of books, they'd be truckloads. Heehee.)? And now I'm having this mad compulsion to go through as many of them as I can before school starts again because by then I'd have no life whatsoever until graduation. That's why I'm reading Until Forever now (the title makes me cringe). It's also a romance novel but I find it a bit funny. It's about this cursed sword that, when a woman enclosed the hilt in her hand, if she rightfully owns the sword, would summon its really hot Viking owner, Thorn, the brother of Thor. Hahahhahaha. I swear, that story is so ridiculous... Why do I read these things. Lol. I don't know. I have another OC-ish thing: I need to know what happens next. Always. When I start to read something, I have to know what happens next even if the story sucks. That's what got me through the last three books of the Twilight series. But hey, it's not so bad. The compulsion, I mean. Applies to tv shows too, although they're harder to complete. I have yet to know what happened in the past season/s of Lost, Desperate Housewives, House, Smallville, How I Met Your Mother...

Okay, I'm going to finish reading as many books as I can now, even with this headache. :)

Holidays and Books

2008-12-29T13:00:00.003+08:00

I've been asked a couple of times this break if I actually felt the Christmas spirit.

Before saying yes or no, I think that I have to qualify the phrase "Christmas spirit". What do they mean when they say that? (1) Is it the feeling we used to get when we were ten years younger, that irrepressible excitement and giddiness, and the elating sense of awe and wonder the season brings? Of course, this also covers the potential mountain of presents we get (we got more back then, don't you agree?) (2) Or is it a spiritual one, gratitude for the coming of our Savior? (3) Maybe it's the heightening of a common human virtue of generosity? To see the happy faces of the people we give gifts to, just hearing the words "thank you", is enough to make us mirror their smiles. To actually know that they absolutely love the present we gave is like finding the Holy Grail. (4) Lastly, maybe it's just economic joy, a.k.a. angpao/aginaldo/bonuses. And all the sales in malls.

Maybe the Christmas spirit is a combination of all of these. I don't know. But I really miss the first one, and I really really wanted to feel that this year but up until Christmas Eve I was like, oh, yeah, it's Christmas... I didn't even feel a thing. There used to be, as I mentioned, an excitement that starts when the -ber months do leading up to the day itself. But there's none. I didn't even get to decorate our tree this year (during sembreak I had all the free time, you see. But they kept the tree and all the decorations up in Antipolo. Then just when second sem started and things got a little bit busy, I come home from my 7:30 class to find a tree complete with all the trims. Argh.)

I guess for me, it's more of the third one this year (and the fourth one, but that's secondary. Heehee.) I don't really give lots of presents every year, not unless I baked them. But this year, since it's senior year and all, I gave lots of stuff to lots of people. Okay, only eight of them. But there were lots of stuff. People started giving away tiny little things the last week of classes, food. Candy canes, cookies, brownies... Yum! And it felt wonderful to be given one even if it's just a small thing. So there, I gave. And it felt great. And they actually liked it. Yey! I even gave these pillows on an impulse to my friends present in the overnight. I don't know. I just saw them and thought they're cute and my friends would think they're cute so why not give them a dose of cuteness right? Hehe.

Well, that's Christmas 2008 for me. I did get some fabulous stuff though. But the feeling of having made people happy, even for the shortest time, is priceless. (Naks! Matouch na kayo!)

Anyway, I'm reading two books at the same time now. I've been trying to veer away from the young adult section books so I went to Books for Less to try other authors (buying brand new books from previously unread authors of mine is a risk my wallet cannot take). I bought three books: something (forgot the title) by Kristin Hannah (I don't really know why I bought this. I liked one of her books and sort of unconsciously started to collect her other books), Mary, Mary by James Patterson (I've never tried this genre of his, suspense is it?), and of course, if I'm gonna say that I'm a horror fan, I'd have to also read horror! So I started with the basic: Stephen King. Nightmares and Dreamscapes. It's a collection of his short stories. I wanna start with The Shining or Salem's Lot but I can't find them there so I just opted for this. So far, it's filled with crazy people. And kids are creepy. Lol.

Morning Terrors

2008-12-10T08:36:00.000+08:00

I've always considered it a gift, my ability to remember almost every dream I have (in detail). I generally like my "head movies" (stolen from Tropic Thunder. Heehee.) However, there are times when I wish I didn't. It's not about nightmares. As far as those go, I have them at least once a week. The night before last, I had a dream that I was in my high school classroom with people (some of them former classmates) and it was nighttime. I don't know why, but everybody just got up and danced the Macarena. WTF right? Afterwards, we settled down for some film viewing. It was a film called "DV from Underground". I have no idea what DV stands for. Like, in mini DV maybe? I got the feeling (in the dream) that DV was some sort of virus. Death Virus maybe. Haha. Anyway, there. And then the movie opens with a shot of a huge room filled with hospital beds, like some sort of evacuation center or hospital for soldiers in a war. There. And then the shot zoomed in on this one bed where a soldier was lying dead and a cheerleader (wearing a uniform much too much like Claire's from Heroes) was on top of him taking a bite out of his face. Hmm. Zombie movies. Even in dreams, huh?

So anyway, there. That wasn't exactly a nightmare but I do have those often so I'm not very bothered by them (there are some exceptions though). But the kind of dreams that I truly detest are the ones that scream "YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS IS SCREWING WITH YOU!!!" They're the obviously the wish-fulfilling execution of that part of your head. You know it will NEVER happen so your brain thinks, hey, let's make it happen in dreamland. At least it would seem real for awhile. Give her a little taste of what it can never be. It won't hurt.

Shut up, brain.

You see, that's what's totally wrong with it. They say that dreams are supposed to help resolve unresolved or unrealized issues during conscious hours. In my case, the dreams are what cause the issues. I mean, for example, don't let me dream that we were given a free cut in a class where a torturous long test was scheduled because when I wake up, I'd still be feeling what I felt in the dream (ecstatic and super relieved) and I'd be in that mood so when the day doesn't (obviously) go as the dream did, I'd be more upset than if I didn't dream that dream because it would've given me hope.

Am I making sense here?

How many times my mood was influenced by my dream, I don't know. Well I mean, not directly influenced but a teeny tiny factor to my cheeriness or grumpiness or depressed state or whatever. Have you ever heard of "nadala lang ng panaginip"? I bet not. That might be unique to me. I don't know if this is possible, but could my interests (and other stuff) be influenced by what I dream about? Usually it's the other way around. But recent reflections show that the first option may in fact be true.

Hmm.

Pare.

2008-12-08T15:04:00.001+08:00

Dinekwat ko lang kay Belle (dinekwat lang rin niya sa kung kanino man na dumekwat sa totoong gumawa. Hehe.)

***

Kasi pare ganito daw yun. may isa daw babae na hot daw pare. pero maputla siya kasi hindi
siya inalagaan ng nanay niya pare. tapos pare emo daw siya kasi nga daw hindi siya mahal ng mundo at para siyang patay na bata na galit sa mundo. tapos pare, lumipat daw siya ng tirahan kasi daw masyado daw siyang emo para sa luma niyang tirahan. sabi niya sa nanay niya "tangina mo nay gusto ko lumipat kay tay". tangina pare hindi nagalit nanay niya. sabi lang ng nanay niya "tangina mo pare wag ka magmura".

so lumipat siya sa tatay niya di ba? pagkarating niya dun sabi niya, "tangina erpat bakit maulan dito?" sabi ng erpat niya "gago "bur" months na! malamig na tangena". so nagtaka yung babaeng simula ngayon ay tatawagin na lang nating "babaeng maputla at emo".

so pumasok siya sa school di ba? binigyan siya ng truck ng tatay niya pare. sabi ng tatay niya "tangina mo sa'yo na tong truck ko". sabi niya "salamat tay".

pagkarating niyang school tsong, may nakita siyang lalaking mukhang bangkay pero pogi. sakto. pogi pero mukhang bangkay. sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "hot pare".

nung chem lab na ni babaeng maputla at emo, natagpuan niyang lab partner niya yung poging bangkay. so nung tinignan siya nung poging bangaky, ang asim ng mukha nito. mukhang nandiri ata kay babaeng maputla at emo.

sabi ni poging bangkay "tangina mo". sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "tangina KA". sabi ni poging bangkay "tangina NIYA oh *tumuro sa teacher nila*". sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "oo nga noh. TANGINA MO". sabi ni poging bangkay "tangina mo gago bampira ako". tapos naghubad siya ng damit at kumintab ang katawan niya kasi linagyan niya ng glitters ang abs niya kasi tigas siya at ganun na ang mga tigas ngayon na nagpupuntang emba.

so pare na in love si babaeng maputla at emo kay poging bangkay. si poging bangkay naman sige lang kasi sex din daw yun. so ayun. angshweet shweet nila.

"eow poh... ahihihihi"

"bebe mwahugz,..... ^^,"

so tapos nun nagpunta sila sa damuhan kasi.... alam mo na. tapos sabi ni poging bangkay "ikaw na buhay ko ngayon" sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "tangina mo gago patay ka na". sabi ni poging bangkay "TANGINA KA".

tapos nagsex sila

so basically pare yun lang yung mga importanteng nangyari sa buong storya. intense noh? kaya pala nahhook lahat ng tao.

***

Twilight Weekend

2008-11-30T19:49:00.000+08:00

Grabe, I had a blast last night. Got in at around 2AM with my head still ringing. No, it's not because of the movie. Well, the movie was... I don't know, blah. There's so much more excitement in the book. It came across as a very watered-down version of the action part. But boy, the cheesiness was still puke-inspiring. When Edward said the line "You are my life now", any other girl would've swooned but man, I think the whole theater felt me cringe (along with my five friends). Okay, so Edward is undeniably attractive, but after 10 minutes of his utterly fake paleness (we could see the natural blush of Robert Pattinson from under the smothering of powder. And his really red ears gave his obviously still-beating and blood-distributing heart away), it he didn't do much for me anymore. On the other hand, Jasper was surprisingly popular amongst us. James came in third (I think Carlyle is second). Hahaha. The human-blood-sucking vampire was hot. He kept running around bare-chested. Woohoo.

As for Bella... She was... I don't know. She was a little bit detached, I think. It was okay at the first part when she was going around zombie-ish, not caring at all. It was so her. But when she met Edward, she didn't really show signs of her obsession. She was too "cool". Then there was that burst of emotion in the hospital scene. It was weird. We were all like, "Where did that come from?!" But I think her acting way five notches better than Edward's.

Of course, everybody loved Charlie. He's the best, really. And the only scene that really had me staring and kind of emoting was when Bella had to leave. It was Charlie who provided the drama. I love him.

Overall, it was just blah. It didn't suck to the pits of hell; it wasn't great either. Forgettable. I can't even replay clearly any scene in my head (except the ones in the trailers because I've seen those millions of times).

Anyway, the movie wasn't what made my whole evening. My friends did. Goodness, I didn't realize how much I've missed them!

So after the movie, we went to the restroom. This was GB3 so the restroom was nice and had a couch. We didn't really mean to but we sort of just hung out inside the restroom on the couch and dissed the movie. Haha. I love them for their dissing skills. I swear. I know it's mean but with them you just can't help joining in. They're absolutely hilarious!

Before seeing the movie, we had a bit of dinner and got to talking about Robert Pattinson. One of them said that she heard that he had a boyfriend. So is he gay? We don't know for sure. Don't really care either. Then the other one (who already saw the movie earlier this week) complained about Robert's voice as not being deep enough (the book described it as velvelty and Robert's just isn't). But then I remembered one scene from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (where Rob plays Cedric Diggory), the one in the bridge where he told Harry about submerging the egg in water. He said something like, "You know that prefect's bathroom on the fifth floor? It's not a bad place to take a bath." (We added that at this point Harry must've been thinking, "Hold on, is he asking me to take a bath with him?" Lol.) Then Cedric added, "Bring your egg."

I did a (very bad) Cedric impersonation during dinner last night and when I said the "bring your egg" part, we all just cracked up. What with the gay rumours and something else... Yeah. It's all green up there.

Anyway, my friend told me that she'll definitely remember that line in the movie. We'll know when - she'll laugh. So during the CR-tambay period, I asked her during which scene did she remember that line. She said it was the scene where Edward was pinning James against the wall and was about to bite his neck. Hahahaha. Wonderful homoerotic scene right there.

So after we realized that we've been hanging out in a place where people do numbers 1 and 2, we decided to head on downstairs and find a better place to chat. Starbucks was packed beyond its overflowing point so we went in Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf. We scored couch seats and another table. So we settled in with our drinks and kind of caught up. Same same at first, what's new, who's with who, any news about latest developments and stuff. We also covered pervy professors, expecting ex-schoolmates, high school crushes, all of that. It's never boring with these people. We ended up talking about farting techniques! It was crazy. We all couldn't stop laughing even though our stomachs felt like imploding already. People were starting to look our way too, but we didn't care. There was no silence sign anywhere.

I absolutely love these people. It was so refreshing just letting loose with them. We've known each other for what, about 8-10 years now and have been close for half of them. (Note: this isn't my "official" barkada. I have different sets of friends. Lol.) They know how kooky I can get and they don't care. Green jokes are enthusiastically received. And they make the best hirits in the world (all my friends do, actually). What I love about them is that I don't have to censor myself. I could just be me, totally. I can be as stupid as I can get and not fear that they'd think less of me. We can laugh with and at each other and it wouldn't really matter. Sometimes, we just laugh with no reason at all. Someone might just laugh out of nowhere (maybe because she remembered something funny) and then we'd just laugh at that person because she looks crazy or laughs funny. And so we'd just all be laughing and holding our stomachs for no reason at all and it would just be a whole lot of fun.

Super Termites!

2008-11-26T13:40:00.000+08:00

Not the title of a new superhero movie. Although it could be a villain for the next Spiderman movie (if there's one; three is enough for me though).

I'm in the car on my way to school right now and while waiting for traffic to move, I noticed the van in front of me with this signage on the back door.

Have I been so out of touch with the world of biology that I didn't hear of the birth of a new (maybe mutant!) species of termites? I wonder why they'd be called "super" termites? Could they like, chew through half a house under a minute? Do they have cape-like wings? Or maybe they have little Ts enclosed in pentagons on their bellies?

I'm sorry for those whose homes require this kind of super service.

Insomnia Attack #1

2008-11-25T00:45:00.001+08:00

So I'm trying to fall asleep with my tv on. Star movies. Planet of the
Apes. I've seen parts of that movie a number of times, but never as a
whole. Tonight is my first time to see the (almost) beginning. If I
remember correctly, that movie (the remake) didn't receive particularly
good reviews. Hmm. Whatever. I'd have to see it as a whole first. All I
can say for now is that Mark |Wahlberg is just absolutely gorgeous. And
I can't get over how much one of the apes (a female, at that) looks
like the prince of pop and all-around halloween mask, michael jackson.

Random Chat

2008-11-21T03:19:00.000+08:00

I haven't used my MSN messenger in like... forever. I think I've uninstalled the one in my own computer a long time ago. And since my wonderfully flat monitor decided to take up smoking and smelling like a burning tire, it had to go to monitor rehab. So I've been stuck with borrowing my brother's computer for weeks now. And this one still has an MSN messenger which signs in automatically.

So awhile ago I've given up on tossing and turning and thought that a few rounds of Destruct-O-Match (I know, Neopets is silly, but that game is actually somewhat cathartic) would lull me to sleep finally (although this is contrary to the medical fact that using the computer before bed keeps one from sleeping because it makes the brain more active, etc. I don't know. My eyelids are actually getting heavier as I type this). So I logged on and started destroying virtual prehistoric bricks.

Then this IM popped up. Someone I don't know. Forgot to exit the MSN messenger. I was planning on ignoring it but then I had nothing else to do so I thought, why not? So normal procedures followed, then we ended up talking about poop. Literally. The person (I have no idea if it's a guy or a girl) said that he/she didn't go to school today because he/she has diarrhea and that he/she had an "accident" in the car with his/her aunt as a witness. I retorted with an anecdote about my brother and his pants. Let's just leave it at that. Lol. I have no idea how, but we spent half an hour discussing uncontrollable defecation and the necessity of diapers during sleep. And I actually had fun chatting with him/her.

This just proves how much I enjoy being brainless.

I guess this was a refreshing change from my perception of people who randomly IMs me in MSN. The topic choice was slightly inappropriate (but I guess people generally feel comfortable talking about gross stuff with strangers since they have no idea who they and hence cannot embarrass them with the story everytime they meet), but at least it wasn't pervy.

Last Sembreak Ko Na 'To

2008-10-15T22:07:00.000+08:00

Wala lang, naisip ko lang na ito na ang kahuli-hulihang sembreak ko as a college student. Shet. Ang dami nang lasts. Siyempre marami ring magiging firsts pagkatapos nito, pero sorry, pesimista ako today. Hehe.

Napuna ko lang na grabe, hindi talaga ako gaanong nagblog ngayong 2008. 37 posts lang for the whole year?! It's already October! Hahaha. Kahit isama pa yun posts ko sa LJ ko, mga 50 posts lang in all. Ah, crap. I have to make up for that this break.

Sa Halloween Blog-a-thon ko nalang babawiin. :)

Anyway, ewan ko, pero ang weird ng feeling ng walang ginagawa. Haha. Sanayan lang ito. Malamang pagdating ng November mawiwirduhan ako sa feeling na kelangan na ulit bumangon at mag-aral. Shet. Last sem ko na 'yon. Bakit ganon?!

Last weekend nandun kami sa bahay ni Joyce nag-overnight at movie marathon. Well, actually, nag-Supernatural-marathon nung una hehe tapos naging movies na. We're trying to infect more people with the Supernatural virus. Swear. Watch it. It's good. So ayun.

Di ko na masyadong maalala anong movies pinanood namin. Hmm. Wait. Ah, P.S. I Love You, Teeth, Gravedancers, Mean Girls, and Kung Fu Panda. Meron pa yatang isa pa, pero hindi ko maalala. Pero yan na yun. Hehe. Fangirl ako ni Gerald Butler. Hehe.

Nakakatawa talaga nung kainan parts. Mga 3:30 kasi kami dumating sa bahay ni Joyce. Before that, ay nako, I was all over Metro Manila. Haha. Had to submit my final project sa Comm Dept at 10AM, tapos had to rush to my friend's graduation sa PICC (we got there at 12NN, tapos na yun graduation. whek. nagpichuran nalang kami.), then had to rush back to Katipunan (na biglang naging sa Libis nalang pala), have lunch with ADMU friends, then go to Joyce's house na dahil gagamitin pa ni Mama yun kotse na maghahatid sa amin doon.

So ayun. The dinner part. Wala lang, nakakatawa lang kasi we couldn't sustain a topic for more than 15 minutes. Una, galit-galit muna sa kainan. parang hindi pa nabusog sa sandamukal na chips na kinain while marathon-ing. May magbibigay ng topic, pag-uusapan konti, tapos tapos na. Haha. Hindi ba ang sabi nila kapag tumatahimik ang isang usapan may anghel daw na dumadaan? Well if that were the case, eh di pinagtitripan kami ng mga anghel nung gabing yon. Hahaha. Kung ano-ano nang topics ang napag-usapan, to the point na nalaman namin anong klaseng underwear ang sinusuot ng dalawa naming kasamang boys (boxers, btw). Kinda too much info ba? Hehe. At least you don't have to deal with the mental images I had. Eugh.

Pictures of this night can be found on my Multiply site. Kung friend kita. Hehe.

Ang cute cute ng puppy ni Joyce. Well, di na yata siya puppy, pero mukha pa rin siyang baby. Eeeee. Cute. Tisha ang name niya; she's a Shih Tzu (tama ba spelling?). Ang likot niya grabeh! As in kung naglalakad ka hinahabol niya yung feet mo tapos nung nakaupo na kami lahat sumisiksik siya sa amin. Tapos nagbebeg siya nung kumakain kami ng chips. Tapos ang bango bango niya kasi sosyal siya, Vaseline ang shampoo! Haha. Basta. She's so cute. I miss her already. Kahit nagwiwi siya sa immaculately clean floor ng sala ni Joyce, cute pa rin siya.

I ended up sleeping on the air cushion thingy. Basta yun kailangan pump-an ng air. Kaso hindi pala nasara mabuti yun isang vent kaya pag gising ko nung umaga, flat na. Haha. Eh mukha pa naman akong bulldozer kasi malikot ako matulog ikot ako nang ikot. Buti nga wala akong katabi kundi nadaganan ko na eh. Haha.

Joyce's Mom: O Tep, hindi ba sumakit ang likod mo? Matigas yun sahig.
Tep: OK lang po, Auntie, malambot naman ako eh. :)

Haha. Classic Tep kabangagan. And get this, since balak namin talaga mag-inuman and I forgot to bring the Jell-O shots, may wine na hinanda para sa amin si Auntie at Uncle. Naks. I love them already. At sosyal talaga. Wine. Kaso lang nga hindi kami nakainom noong gabi kasi... ewan ko nga ba bakit. Basta. So nung breakfast nalang kami uminom, nag-cheers and stuff. Hahaha.

As usual, after happy days like this one, sad na pag uwian. Ewan ko. I don't wanna be freaking emo right now kasi I promised myself that I'm gonna use this sembreak to fix myself and be happy. Let's just say I had an emo moment nung pauwi. Yun na yun. Hehe.

So ngayon, bum. Bum bum bum. Nakakatamad nga maging bum eh. Gusto ko nalang lumabas lagi at manood ng movie. Yung problema eh sembreak = no allowance. Yun mga may utang sa akin di pa nagbabayad. Tapos may utang pa ako sa iba. Argh. Ano nang ipangmomovies ko?!

Tapos ang bagal pa madownload ng mga bagay bagay. :(

Didn't Feel Like A Weekend At All

2008-09-01T22:57:00.000+08:00

I'm so thankful that I've finally gotten my much needed long nap a couple of hours ago. I still have a trillion things to do now but tonight, I'm taking it slow or else I might just.. I don't know, evaporate.

So last Friday, I came to school early for thesis meeting. Then later that day, I stayed until 8pm for history report meeting. Although I'm kind of happy about that 'coz it was a pretty productive one. So that night I went home, crashed in my bed while brainstorming for a tvc idea for class the next day.

I got up at around 6am the next morning to a non-idea-generating brain. So had to sit around and stare into space for a long time until I managed to formulate something in my head, which turned out to be sucky (I thought it was great though, but it wasn't one of my prof's "noted" submissions that day. arg. I have no future in advertising.).

So I got back home to rest for a couple hours until I launch into another project: the "Making History" paper for...yep, you guessed it. History class. It's supposed to be a paper or a creative piece that illustrates how Philippine history can be made relevant in our lives today. Of course at first it was like, duh, this is pointless. But we gotta do it or else fail so... There. I initially thought of writing a "seditious play" like the ones made in the American period, but I just didn't have time. So after hours of conceptualizing the least ridiculous plot my fuzzy head's capable of thinking, I came up with a superhero version of the Philippine history from the Spanish era until the return of MacArthur.

As usual, I thought I could finish it in 8 hours or less. It was a short story, after all. But the story dragged on... until 10 pages, single spaced. True, that doesn't sound too bad. But it was. I typed for 14 hours straight (except for bathroom breaks, lunch, and dinner). Started at around 10AM Sunday morning (I've written the Author's note the previous night) and finished at about 1AM Monday morning. Printed it, and fell asleep at around 2.

You'd think, okay, so at least you finished it. You could rest now.

But wait!

There's another paper due today!

It was the last day of submissions for our philosophy reflection paper. Goodness, that was such a headache. It's supposed to be a reflection paper about the film we watched during midterms week, but that was already a month ago. I can barely remember the scenes. And we have to formulate a question around which the paper would revolve and try to answer. So since my brain was basically mush when I reluctantly woke up at 6AM awhile ago, I thought of the stupidest question ever. I hope my prof doesn't give me a big fat F. I mean, I did answer the question and utilized the lessons we had (I even had footnotes and everything). I just wish I at the very least get a C+ for that. I even cut my beloved Horror Film class just to finish it. :( I missed my weekly dose of scares...

That's why I'm watching Prom Night tonight. :) Yey! A lot of people said that it's crap, but whatever. I need something to relax. I did have a movie night with my bro last Saturday. We had loads of chips (hence the almost 5-lb gain) and watched REC. My bro was such a potty mouth the whole time. I'd love to bring him to Horror Film class one day and see what my prof would do with his non-stop cussing.

So tonight, after drafting another thing for history report, I finally have a few hours to kick back and enjoy. Tuesdays are supposed to be bum days for me since I don't have class the whole day, but September is really proving to be one heck of a hell month because I have to go to school tom for a photoshoot and then afterwards, 4:30 onwards (I wonder until what time onwards is), is another meeting for history report. Argh. Then maybe we'll have another thesis meeting Wed morning, then again history report meeting in the afternoon, and then thesis consultations Thursday morning (8AM!!!) then again history crap that afternoon....

When will it END?!?!?!

Won an Award!

2008-08-31T15:07:00.000+08:00

I CANNOT believe that somebody actually thinks my blog (this one) is "smart and brilliant both in their content and their design". Wow. Seriously. I don't think I've ever said anything brilliant ever, nor does the "Halloween Land" thing come across as brilliant. My head banner kinda screams TALENTLESS AT PHOTOSHOP. Lol.

But anyway, thank you thank you thank you so much to my friend Tiffany for this award. This is my first blog award thing EVER and I absolutely love it! Thanks so much! Finally, my five years of blogging has an actual reward. Lol.

THE RULES:

Brilliant Weblog is a prize given to sites and blogs that are smart and brilliant both in their content and their design. The purpose of the prize is to promote as many blogs as possible in the blogsphere. Here are the rules to follow:

1) Put the logo on your blog.

2) Add a link to the person who awarded you.

3) Nominate other blog (optional)

4) Add links to those blogs on yours.

5) Leave a message for your nominees on their blogs.

***

The thing is, I don't really read blogs. I mean, I do read blogs when I've got time to spare but I rarely read personal blogs. So I don't really know who to nominate for this. Let me think about it first and then I'll post my nominees on my next post. :)

Cheers!

I'm....Dying.....THUD

2008-08-31T14:43:00.000+08:00

So this is the first weekend of a series of torturous weekends to come. I spent yesterday (Saturday) dreaming up a plot for my "seditious" short story for history class. I spent half the night staring at a blank screen, urging creative sentences out of my fingertips. But they wouldn't budge. I thought that a horror movie break would get the juices flowing, but by 2am, I've only typed about half a page, and half of that half is the author's note, which isn't really part of the short story itself. Right now it's almost 3pm. I have finished two whole pages already. The only problem is that that's not yet half of the story.

Argh. How am I gonna finish this and finish another paper (for Philo) by tomorrow morning? Unless I cut my horror movie class. But I absolutely love that class. It's the only class that gets me excited about Mondays. No, I'm not gonna cut that class. I will finish this no matter what! Come on, inspiration! Hit me now!

Brand New Day

2008-08-29T07:27:00.000+08:00

Still sleepy, and I have to stay in school the whole day today. 10:30am-7:30pm! Goodness. And I've only had like, 4 hours of sleep. Hmm. Maybe after this post I'll catch a 30-minute nap. I can't do proper research with my head like this: numb and refusing to function.

I wish I'd have a full hour of inspiration. You know, one where it'd just hit me and I'd finish a ton of work in that span of time. 'Coz right now it's just...blah. I wanna finish everything, but it's like nothing's coming out...

So anyway, I promised myself yesterday that I'm gonna be miserable only until last night. (The last couple of posts would give you a hint of what I'm talking about) From today on, I'm not gonna care about that anymore. It's just... too much. It's too much to handle right now, especially with all the panic of finishing the thesis and racing to pull up my grades before the semester ends, which only has a month and two weeks left in it. I'm excited as well as terrified right now, the former because it's gonna be sembreak soon, the latter because the defense date is coming fast. So I don't think I can take any more agony. I might have a nervous breakdown. If it happens, it happens. I don't care anymore. Bahala na. Bahala na rin siya. I'm just gonna get on up and try to be a good student and get my grades up and enjoy the last days of my college life.

I'm still sick of being single but what am I gonna do? Maybe I'm just destined to be alone forever. Maybe I'm just repulsive, I don't know. Some ask me why being single bothers me so much. They tell me there's no need to hurry because I'm still young, etc. Some, who are also single, ask me the same thing. They can't understand me because they're single like me, no boyfriend since birth too, but it doesn't really bother them.

Well, it's not that I'm desperate or that I have some sort of deadline to meet. It's just that after falling in-like with someone and not have those feelings reciprocated hurts. To have that happen to me three times in the span of 8 years simply tells me that there is something innately unlikeable about me. Or maybe I'm just placed into this world to be everybody's friend and nothing more. And it also doesn't help that I've got friends (really close friends, more like sisters really, whom I love to bits) who, when they get a crush on someone, eventually that someone will like them back. That happens to them all the time. So combine all of those reasons and you'd get what I feel. But the most painful thing of all is hoping. Because at some point, when you like someone so much, you begin to hope that the feeling is mutual. You'd wish it were. I mean, it could be, right? It happens to other people (i.e. my friends) so it's actually possible in this world to have one person return another person's feelings. And then it doesn't happen. So the only conclusion I could derive from my experience is that there is something seriously wrong with me, that's why I'm 21 and single since birth.

However, a line from Lifehouse's Whatever It Takes goes like this:

You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me

I do love myself. That's what I think anyway. Maybe I should love myself more.

F this whole thing. I'm sick of it. I'm beginning to think falling in love is overrated. F it all, I'm going back to bed. Screw the meeting.

Spot On, David.

2008-08-28T20:39:00.001+08:00

I hung up the phone tonight
Something happened for the first time deep inside
It was a rush, what a rush

Cause the possibility
That you would ever feel the same way about me
It's just too much, just too much

Why do I keep running from the truth?
All I ever think about is you
You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized
And I've just got to know

Do you ever think when you're all alone
All that we can be, where this thing can go
Am I crazy or falling in love?
Is it real or just another crush?
Do you catch a breath when I look at you?
Are you holding back like the way I do?
Cause I try and try to walk away
But I know this crush ain't goin' away
Goin' away

Has it ever crossed your mind
When we're hanging, spending time, are we just friends?
Is there more, is there more?

See it's a chance we've gotta take
Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last
Last forever, forever

Do you ever think when you're all alone
All that we can be, where this thing can go
Am I crazy or falling in love?
Is it real or just another crush?
Do you catch a breath when I look at you?
Are you holding back like the way I do?
Cause I try and try to walk away
But I know this crush ain't goin' away

David Archuleta - Crush

2 More Months 'Til Supernatural 4

2008-08-17T19:34:00.000+08:00

I have no life now. Lol. Waiting for the next season is sheer torture, so right now I'm filling the empty spaces with classic horror films like Night of the Living Dead, Children of the Corn, and Hellraiser. I also bought chick flicks like A Knight's Tale, It Could Happen to You, Ghost, and Cruel Intentions. Since I have two more days of wonderful nothingness at my disposal, I'm gonna have a mini horror fest of my own. I have The Craft, Practical Magic and Beetlejuice here. That's gonna be fun, especially with one big bucket of popcorn. Mmm!

So last night, while I was feeling giddy because of all the free time (which I actually have to spend studying and doing thesis, but you know me, procrastinator), I decided to be a little creative and indulge my Supernatural craving.

Here's the result:

Hahaha. And this one is my LJ userpic:

I painstakingly re-watched one of the episodes (3.14, I think) and slow motioned everything just to be able to snapshot good scenes of the Winchester bros. There actually are some other nice pics that I'm gonna turn into banners/icons later when I feel like being creative again.

Summerslam 2008

2008-08-17T16:50:00.000+08:00

Happens tomorrow! Yey! One more good thing to add to my lovely long weekend. What excites me most is the return of the Undertaker. Man, he's been gone what, 2 months? And those 2 months, for me, rendered Smackdown barely watchable, if it weren't for Jeff Hardy being there. Lol. The whole Edge-Vickie thing is just... bleugh. It's a really weird storyline. Not convincing at all. That's the kind of storyline that repels audience. I have several friends who used to love watching WWE as much as I do who don't anymore because they feel like it's gotten "too fake". I mean, yeah, everybody knows that everything in WWE is kayfabe. Everything's made up, even how the match ends and all that crap. But I've been watching it since I was what, 4 or 5, and I'm now 21, and I really believe that the past kayfabe-ness is more realistic. I don't know why, maybe past wrestlers are just better actors. But as I said, storylines like that of Edge and Vickie really ruin things. I mean, they did a similar thing with Triple H and Stephanie McMahon, right? That was way more believable. And if I may revert to RAW, the thing with Santino and Beth Phoenix, although I think it's kinda cute, really comes across as something they're pushed into doing. Even the fake kissing looks really fake, unlike the Jeff Hardy + Trish Stratus thing which looked really natural even if it's totally fake.

Ah, this is why I want to be a creative writer. I wanna revamp the whole storyline-making process and make it as good as the good ol' days of Stone Cold and The Rock and the first DX. Those days were a hell of a lot of fun.

Oh yeah, and they're actually gonna show this in cinemas here, that's why they're not gonna have a morning showing of it on JackTV. Crap. The one time we get a Monday off with a PPV, that's the time they don't show it in the morning. I don't wanna pay 300php for this. Only Wrestlemania is worth that. Now I have to wait until nighttime to watch it. Argh. Well at least we get it for free!

Compatibility Quiz

2008-08-16T22:59:00.002+08:00

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Seriously?!

I'm more like Dean?!

Can't believe it.

Oh well, Dean's hot. But I'll always be Sammy's girl. :p

Wait, so if I'm like Dean, then doesn't that mean that Sam and I should be compatible because he and Dean get along so well?

I was very very very tempted to take this quiz ten more times, just to see what the other results are, if there actually is a You are Very Compatible with ____. 'Coz I've read the comments where other quiz-takers posted their results and I didn't see anybody get more than three shaded hearts for each guy.

Are You Compatible With The Supernatural Boys?

Scarefest

2008-08-16T18:55:00.000+08:00

Sana may ganito dito noh? They're gonna have the Ghost Hunters International crew there! And the actual Jason Voorhees of past Friday the 13th movies! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Bakit walang horror stuff na pwedeng attendan dito sa Pinas? This is why I'm so thankful for my Horror Film class. :) Mr. Ty rocks!

Lifehouse in Manila = AWESOME!!!

2008-07-26T23:17:00.001+08:00

I just came home from the concert. Man, it was short but sweet. It lasted for only an hour and a half but it was worth every painful penny. They sang about 10-12 songs, I wasn't able to keep count because I was partly busy adjusting my camera which could only record 4 minutes of video (I don't know why, it was 500mb), and partly screaming my lungs out.

Jason and the rest were simply magnificent. They were very energetic, running and jumping around the stage. They really looked like they were having fun with us. The whole coliseum was really pumped up. The house was packed to the brim. I actually vacated my seat and ran as near to the stage as the big thugs would allow me. Haha. I got to the fifth row, I think. Even though I didn't know the lyrics to all their songs, I just jumped along with the people beside me. Marvelous. I think I sweat off my whole lunch.

They sang my most favoritest song in the world, Hanging by a Moment. I guess it's pretty obvious that they're gonna sing it because it's their first hit ever here in the Philippines (or was it Sick Cycle Carousel? Basta.). They also sang You & Me (okay, stop saying duh). I also wished they'd perform Everything. But they didn't. Sigh. It's one of the...I don't know, it's a "swelling song". You know, the one that starts low and slow and then swells towards the end and then you unconsciously start banging your head. It was one of Smallville's Lana+Clark songs. Lol.

Anyway, I didn't get that many pictures because of the weird camera memory thing. I did get several videos though. I'm gonna work on compiling and uploading them here some time later. As of now, here are the only pics. :)

Jeff Sleeping

2008-07-22T23:56:00.000+08:00

My computer's still on hiatus (even longer than the Undertaker's recent "banishment") so I'm using my brother's laptop. He's in the background watching Friends...or whatever.

Anyway, I've given up on reading about the Japanese occupation of the Philippines. I'll do that tomorrow morning. If I get up early, which is unlikely. So I just researched about the current whereabouts of Bobby Lashley (one of my fave wrestlers) and of course, my childhood hero, the Undertaker.

So I found out that Lashley is no longer with WWE. I know it should have been obvious because he's been missing from the ring for like, almost a year now. I just thought that he had a really really bad injury that needed a year to completely heal or something. I was really hoping he'd come back. Oh well. As long as he's happy whatever he's doing right now then that's cool with me. I do hope to see him competing somewhere else though.

I'm starting to wonder about the working conditions in WWE. Well maybe the corporate side isn't so bad (or maybe it's worse!) than the performing side (is that the right term?). It seems like there are a lot of superstars who quit because they were "maltreated" or something. In Lashley's official site www.BOBBY-LASHLEY.net, they said something about the reason why he left. if you remember, Lashley got injured in a match with Mr. Kennedy. That was around August 2007. So he needed surgery and 4 months off. He was scheduled to come back in December but he wasn't contacted by Vince McMahon when the time was nearing. So that kinda frustrated him, and then there was another one about his girlfriend who's a Diva about refusing to do a storyline. So I guess that and other things added up and led to his quitting. So there. I'm just wondering what...what goes on there? I'd really love to be part of the WWE Creative Team some time after I graduate, but I don't know, I don't want to write something that would cause a superstar to quit like that. I've always thought that the creative writers write an assortment of storylines that are equally good, and then they hold meetings with the superstars and let them pick which one they like best or if they want to push a certain storyline, they still discuss it with the superstars involved and compromise if they need to. I thought it was a democracy over there.

So about the title. Lol. Haha. I'm still in my Jeff Hardy phase right now. I was just surfing around and I found these at Emily & Amy's Public Gallery. They have great WWE wallpapers there.

Jeff just looks too cute asleep. :)

Lifehouse... Lifehouse...

2008-07-22T21:34:00.000+08:00

My 21st birthday is less than a week away. I can't believe I'm turning 21. I can't believed it's sandwiched between two awesome concerts: Lifehouse's and Daughtry's. I also can't believe how unbelievably non-excited I am.

I'm not gonna go into details here because I don't wanna spread depression all over the lives of the one or two people who actually read this. But there's been some stuff going on and...yeah let's just say they're very distracting and have unbelievably bad timing. Then I just learned that we have a trillion things to do as seniors. First off, I'm not sure if our thesis proposal has been approved. I really really hope it has, or else we'll waste another week or two rewriting and resubmitting and re-waiting for the results. Other groups are currently very busy doing theirs. I don't know what they're doing though. We didn't have thesis consultations for two weeks now so I have no idea what we're supposed to do next. I so think that we're gonna cram. Again. Second, as I mentioned, my friend just told me that we were supposed to attend a minimum of 4 career talks or else we get a hold order (I'm not really sure what it is, but it's just a really huge pain in the butt--can't get test permits or get grades and stuff). I wasn't able to attend the first two and I can't attend the one tomorrow because I've got doctor's appointment. So I missed marketing and entrepreneurship talks, which are the best ones. All that's left are BPO, arts & fashion, IT & Telecom, and services. I mean, what are those?! What the hell is BPO? I'd love to go to the arts & fashion though. Third, well, there's the general suckiness of schoolwork. Group works, reports, midterms in two weeks, org stuff, yearbook photos...

Sigh.

I just... I don't know anymore. I feel like there's just too much going on and so many things to do. But sometimes I feel like I'm not even doing anything! Which is the case most of the time. But still. I don't know. I'm just overwhelmed with everything. I don't know why.

Anyway, I'm in a YM conference right now and I have no idea what to contribute to the discussion. I just keep asking stupid questions. Stupid stupid questions. I hope they don't kill me for it. I'll try to contribute something. Maybe later this week. Lol.

So I'm downloading Lifehouse's latest album to cheer myself up. I'd really love to buy the actual CD though. I want a complete Lifehouse collection. Lol. Hanging by a Moment is the best song ever. I would cry when they perform that. I know I will. I've always wondered about the people who cry during concerts. I get really excited, yeah, but not to the point of tears. But I just know that that song will send me weeping. Better brings some tissue.