Overdue Post: Koohflahz Nature Trip June '08

This post has long been overdue so finally after 4 months ...here it is. Well, I just happened to come across my developed pictures (oo d pa uso digicam nun ok? film film pa) during my UST-MC days. I just found out that I only have 4 climb pix: Batulao, Makiling, Daguldol and Malasimbo. Too bad I don't have any records of my 1st major climb (insert curses here) Mt. Tapulao. So after 4 years, I again found myself conquering a mountain. We thought it was gonna be easy, after all we only have 2 pcs. of friends who are 1st timers, but I will never ever ever! overestimate my strength again! Coz fuck, I almost died. This trip made me nervous at first since I have heard and googled, haha, that many people have died on this island. A week before our trip 1 guy drowned there. A week after our climb 3 mountaineers died at the very same mountain that gave me lots of bruises and a near death experience due to dehydration. Argh. Days before the climb, Vian and Anne had been bombarding me with their last goodbye-messages. I swear I almost made my last will and testament. Just in case.

-the river that may have caused the 3 mountaineers death-

It was nice seeing my UST kada and friends again. The trek at Mt. Pundaquit was hell (but still breathtaking) because we were not prepared, but other than that our gulong-ng-palad-ng-sosyal experience was super AMAZING! The place is divine, a little overrated, but still divine. We had a lot of fun and a lot of food! Hahaha takot magutom!

* Happy pa, chillin' at the beach. Walang magagawa dito so bring cards, alak, ipod, ipod speakers, a lots of food!

- Before trek, happy pa. Yosi pa. Smile smile. Cge smile lang. -

Highlights:
* Ariel's gulay supermarket
* Rocky sandbed na nakakasugat ng paa! (Swimming is not advisable)
* Capones island na walang lighthouse. hahaha! Asa kabilang side pala!
* The boatride that got us mega soaking wet even before we got to our destination. A bumpy boatride that's like we were constantly being thrown a pail of water. Our bags and clothes and all our other things got wet (thank God for ziplocks and Ron's waterproof bags!)
* Our mathematical equations sa pagtatayo ng tent ni sheila. After 30 mins... hahaha!
* Our buffet table sa dami ng food. Takot lang magutom!
-our food for a day haha-

* "Magbenta kaya tau ng gulay???" (sa dami ng gulay na dala ni ariel)
* Mountain trek pauwi ng naka flipflops, ng super yosi muna at walang stretching = SUICIDE!!! hahaha. After 7 hours of trekking the first thing I did was buy 1 liter of coke. Fuck. Heaven. Darn. - wag tularan.

-yahoooo after 7 hours!!!-

* Ariel: "Alam mo mukha na kaung papanaw na 3 sa mga itsura nio" (habang umaakyat ng bundok"
-panaw face, i swear near death!!! puro ascend!-

*Pag inom ng kahit anong tubig kahit galing stream or tubig ni Kuya guide kesa mamatay sa heatstroke and dehydration!!! (Ron I told you our water's not enough hahaha! AC almost died!). Buti nalang may water source narefillan mga bote namin!!!
-while waiting for our water! aaaaargh!-
-wag uupo sa may lupa if you're wearing light colored shorts!-

* First thing I did upon reaching Mt. Pundaquit's peak : MAGTEXT!!! Shet!!! Ahhh signal after 2 days!!!
* Dead Carabao's corpse smells like fucking hell!!! Another near death experience!

* Using an umbrella while trekking is not advisable!!! I almost slipped and banged my head on the rocks as it got tangled on the trees branches.
* Don't wear HAVAIANAS. Db AC?! Hahaha! Patronize Dupe! It'll take you places! Hahaha!
* (silence, tired na lahat eh) and then.. PAX (singing during ascend): This is why Im hot! This is why Im hot! This is why this is why this is why im hot! ARIEL: Ay pagod na nga.
* ARIEL: Pax, pagod ka na? PAX: Hinde, Autopilot lang. (Autopilot- a term we use when our feet starts walking on its own like it has its own mind).


TIPS (for Mich, haha!):
1. Don't wear shorts! Wag ako tularan! Hahaha! Well, you can if you're up to a hardcore kuskusan sa paglalaba after. And if your legs can take some beatings from the no mercy talahibs. Wahaha.

2. Bring flashlights, lighters, alcohol (this will save you from those crazy limatiks/leech), scarf/facetowel (coz I swear you'll sweat like crazy), swiss knife, first aid kit and jellyace!!! (perfect trail food since it has some kinda juice you won't be drinking too much water).

3. Know how to read trail signs, in case you get lost (like what happened to me in Malasimbo, buti may trail signs dahil andaming forks! Shet!)

4. Buy a mother plastic. It's liek a huge garbage bag you could use when it rains. You could put all your things there so it won't soak to death. Haha.

5. ZIPLOC ZIPLOC ZIPLOC all your belongings, even your clothes. Saves bag space and saves your things from soaking too. (this saved me at Makiling where we had to sleep in a tent with 1 inch rainwater).

6. Don't bring canned goods!!! Hahaha! I swear, pabigat lang sha sobra. You can bring 1 can of century tuna. You can use the can for cooking. (we did it once!).

7. Don't smoke 1-2 weeks before the climb. AND jog! exercise! cardio cardio cardio! To avoid near death experiences. :P



"Take nothing but pictures, leave nothing but footprints, kill nothing but time."

INJURY WEEK: Excessive everything and some kinda short of something.

This is such a hard week, coz I can't smoke, eat fish sauce (or patis), seafood, chicken, chocolates, green mango, bagoong, chili, or any food which may cause further irritation and infection to my freshly stitched frankenstein looking teeth and gums (due to some peridontal shit I never understood even if my good friend/dentist Jopek explained it over and over. Alien lingo). SUCKS. Well, the surgery wasn't that bad except for some near lock-jaw experience due to excessive mouth opening. Haha. As ever, the whole process was easy breezy. After 3 shots of anesthesia I was down and out to some fairy fairy land. Umm, I wasn't unconscious demmit but I am consciously unconscious. Get it? I didn't feel a thing! I was just staring at her wall pattern. trying hard to control my eyes from resting in ethereal peace. I just realized how grave the situation was (well not really) when I saw blood all over her gloves and the millions of cotton she removes from my mouth. So anyway, after 2 hours of excavating, drilling, whizzing, saliva sucking, it was finally finally over. The right side of my face was motionless from all the anesthesia that whenever I speak and laugh only the left side of my face cooperates. The other half, well it squirms uncontrollably, I look fucking hilarious. Next time I would definitely bring someone with me. I had to take a cab home since I can't move half of my face and I could scare other passengers with my freaky facial movement. I still went to work that night. I was high from anesthesia. So they say. Haha.

The day after, my mom and I ate at Inasal Chicken Bacolod earlier at lunch. As I was sitting there, going over the menu I started feeling frustrated. Almost every food they serve have chicken or some fishy element in it! Then I thought, I would rather die right now if i'd get to eat anything I want and do anything I want than die of frustration and hunger! Arrrgh!!! So I ordered spareribs, since I was left with no freakin' choice.

I'm now here in the office...with a swollen right cheek. It seemed like it grew overnight. My cheeks hurt that I can't do my usual 5 minute make-up application routine. I can't pinch it, touch it, or lie down on it. I also can't talk (I went way beyond my talking limit yesterday, hence the swollen face) and smile out wide (like laugh out loud, hahaha). I hate it when my actions are very limited. Might as well put me in a straight jacket. And so, this situation stretched my office preparation time since I had to be extra extra careful when brushing my teeth coz it may cause excessive bleeding, put ice pack on my cheek for a few minutes before applying make-up, and gargle betadine or water with salt before leaving. I hate it! Here's me 2 days after surgery. Aiza took this picture to emphasize my swollen right cheek. But surprise!~ Too much skin was exposed, thus emphasizing one of my problem areas (excess skin on my legs aka cellulites). And no, that's not my flower power! Demmit!!!

... eerr, Smile.

My SECRET Wishlist

..that's not so secret anymore! I wish, i wish, i wish...

1)Magrollback na presyo ng gasolina kahit wala naman akong kotse. Teka, teka. Tapos na yun ah! Bat di pa din niro2llback pamasahe?! Shet naman oh.

2) Walking distance lang ang Dubai. Or isama na din sha sa zero fare ng Cebu Pacific.

3) Matapos na kaangasan ng mga bantay pintuan guard sa baba. Dahil naubos na ang charms at palusot ko. Ako lng maangas dito!!! Umayos ka!

4) Madapa si bitch sa harap namin at masubsob sha sa shiny white gladiator sandals ni Twisha. Sabay tajak ni Twisha at buong angas na sasabihing "D mo bako kilala ha? Halikan mo paa ko!!!". Db Vivian?

5) Mapaamin ko na si Judy at mahulog na sha sa outing force ko. Baka sakaling mas mahalin pa namin sha. Db?!

6) Wag nalang sumali si Bea Alonzo sa mga dance number sa ASAP. Don't get me wrong maganda sha, pero ang sagwa talaga eh. Nagmumukha shang Bonjang (kakambal ni Bonjing) sa tabi nila Tony at Anne (naks first name basis! Close!).

7) Tigilan na din ni Anit boy ang ilusyon niang leader din sha. Binubully nia pakner in crime ko eh bawal yun! Sha lang bully dapat sa buong mundo! Or better yet, pakuluan nia ulo nia sa tubig with 1 gallon of creamsilk, pwede na din nia imumog yun after.

8) Marealize ni Amanda Lopez na kaya sha binabagsakan ng mga kausap nia, ay dahil sa pagsasabi nia ng pasigaw ng "Hello DOR!". Don't get me wrong again, love ko na sha bibili nga kami ng calendar sa kanya.

9) Itigil na ni Diana ang pagaassociate nia sa sarili nia kay Princess Diana. Dahil unang una patay na yun. Pangawala, anlayo talaga. Bakit d nalang nia sabihing, Diana as in Diana Ross. Mas bagay pa!

10) Na yung taong nagsabing "He's the thing", or "Or Land of Lorida", "How old are you right now?", eh hulihin ng Grammar Fairies at ikulong sa grammar land hanggang d sila nakakarecite ng maayos and perfectly constructed answer sa tanong ng grammar fairies na: At bakit ka karapat-dapat bumalik sa lupa at pano ako maka2sigurong d ka na naman maghahasik ng lagim sa call center land?" Magtino na kc!

11) Makapagsuot nako ng pek2 shorts, boots, scarves, mini skirts at pink tights sa labas ng hindi pinagtitinginan na para bang galing ka sa ibang planeta. How could something so normal for me seem so wrong to others (others being the orcs ika nga ni cofibean)? Semi-orc din ako pero gusto ko lang sumaya!!! Argh!

12) I-let go nako ng full grown alien singaw ko. Dahil... i don't deserve her! or him! or ano mang gender nitong alien life form nato! Coz after all! I don't want to die of mouth cancer anymore! I want to die of lung cancer anymore!

...to be continued in next posts. PIXIE DUST!!!*.*.*****

EXCERPTS from SANTO PAPA's blog

*image from http://santopapa.blogs.friendster.com/usapang_prayle/

..yes the Pope has a blog (and my retard brother's the one behind it). Just sharing what made me laugh so hard this day. For those who'd get offended: Pls. forgive him.

holy thursday isn’t holy at all March 23rd, 2005 by santopapa

oh holy night.. este day… why do people call this holy?… i know why… i do read the bible dumb ass… but this thursday is not that different from any other thursday… the only difference is… its a holiday! i just realized that this thursday is worse than an ordinary thusday. uhm… the tv is useless,there is a certain program set by each station… thank god there is MTV! the radio is also useless… it’s so hot outside… the people are out of town… waaaahhh! all of these things make think that holy is synonymous to boring!

holy thursday :: boring thursday

this day sucks!

the 3 little dots …March 24th, 2005 by santopapa

… the 3 little dots… bow…

am i insane?! why am i writing about the 3 little dots?… wait.. i havn’t written anything yet… waaahhh!!! i am insane!! wtf is happening to me… i’m the pope!i should be writting inspirational texts… ah! what the heck! i’m so damn bored! and so damn high because of my medication! wooohoooo! this sucks… i want to write, but no thoughts are coming out… tsk tsk tsk… i don’t want 2 blame myself, i’ll just blame the medicines that i took! hehe… god damn it! write pope write!!! uhm… what if i fill this post w/ little dots… like these:……………………………………………………………….. now… they are not the three little dots anymore! nyahaha! wait? how about x’s… the three little x’s… uhm… nope! i don’t consider pornography in this blog! i’m the pope! moron! hey.. am i talking to my self?! answer me! yup! i’m talking to myself! blame it to the medicines! i don’t like the feeling of being blamed eh…
reflection on this sermon: when you committ a sin, blame your medication not yourself… if you are not in medication, blame something else!

dear god, please forgive me for blaming my medicines… i know that you know that they are not doin anything wrong… but they are so strong! they make me high! and ahhh never mind! i hate praying! bye god… Amen.

this is the day!!!March 24th, 2005 by santopapa

this is the day…

this is the day when the lord had died… when the lord had died…

we will rejoice… we will rejoice… wait.. wait.. wait..

rejoice?! uhm… walang sabit! d 2lad ng dati q… sa rejoice ay cgurado aq… stop this nonsense!!! today is good friday!… it’s the day for mourning… we should repent, pray, fast, abstain, go to mass, sleep, watch tv, eat lunch, surf the net, blog, bum arround, uhm… that’s all i suppose… but singing walang sabit is prohibited!!! never sing songs sang by a sinner! sandara park is a devil’s advocate! just look at her… she’s so evil, she can’t speak straight filipino and english… don’t be fooled by her.. uhm… not so pretty face! it’s just a mask that covers her true figure! she is just a stick in human form! nyahaha! so… can this be love? nyahahaha! coming soon! (baduy amputa)

ok….. enough with the devil talk… let’s talk about something else… uhm… oh! i remember… i need to prepare explosives pala… i’ll demolish the phisci building next week! how dare them exclude me from the priority list!!! don’t they know that i’m the pope?! ignorant people have no right to wander in my world! ignorance is not excuse!!! i’ll kill them all!!!

doorMarch 26th, 2005 by santopapa

door? why door? oh yeah! i remember…

the door! what’s with the door?… i don’t know… but a door is a door. sometimes it’s open, somtimes it’s closed… w8, we are not that close,, yet you are already reading my blog… damn! uhhh… it’s ok. i’m fine with that because i’m the pope! i’m soooo fucking bored! all because of that stupid door! how stupid of me to write about the door?! i should write about the door knob… oh yeah! the door knob not the door… the door sucks! it’s just a useless piece of junk that covers the doorway when it’s closed. what’s so special with that?! what the fuck?! i’m not making any progress… i have to write! i have to fill this post with texts… sensible or not.. basta! i just have to write! why can’t i write anything about the door?… uhm maybe, the door is closed… damn! it is closed! it’s locked too… now i know why i hate that door! w8… i must pause for a while… i can hear an angel calling my name… i’ll talk with the angel first… … … … … … … … … … … … … … … how odd… i can’t understand his language… maybe he’s not talking to me… maybe he is talking with another pope. not me… forget about the angel… i should be talking about the door… so… the door!

this sucks!

end of message!

am i really dead?April 2nd, 2005 by santopapa

are you sure?…

then why am i typing this post?

i have a confession to make… i see dead people… (really?)

but why?! why did i die?!!!! it isn’t my time yet! holy syet! the holy see is dead! see… i do see dead people! actually, i’m a little sad about my death… i’m a bit frustrated because i don’t want to die this way… this is such a boring death! damn! i want to be fed to the lions! the colosseum is not that far from vatican. and why do i have such stupid assasins! they are always unsuccessful! i’ve been praying for their success, yet their stupidity hinders my death! maybe my swiss guards are too good for them… am i that holy, that only god is worthy to take my life??? uhm… well… i’m very much flattered!

but… but, but i’m dead! god damn it! fuck shit!

well then… see you in hell!

today is my funeral! wooohoooApril 8th, 2005 by santopapa

huhuhu…

aren’t you sad?! cry! i order you to cry! cry for me! cry for me argentina! don’t be shy… go on… i won’t laugh…

fuck shit! my funeral is so boring!!! i’m excited to be buried, but that fucking mass is such a big delay! damn! i hate bald guys that speak latin! they are sooooo lame! fuck them! oh?! i forgot… they are my cardinals! hehehe! sorry guys… it’s ok… i know one of you will be the next pope… hehe! back to the funeral… uhm… i have a theory…

"terrorists are catholics! specifically roman catholics"

yah… you heard it right… you may be wondering how i end up with that theory…

think about this…

* my funeral is so crowded…
* people from different nations are concentrated in one place(st. peter’s square)
* foreign diplomats and world leaders are also concentrated in one place
* church leaders too
* less security

this is a perfect situation for a terrorist attack! damn if were a terrorist leader, i’ll surely take advantage if this situation will happen… but sadly, i ain’t no terrorist! ohhhh… how sad!

but there was no attack! why?…

because the terrorist is a catholic! he has respect for his religion! got the point?!

oh well time to go… see u in hell!

kerengkeng mode…June 27th, 2006 by santopapa

did you miss me?
hhhhhmmmm…
xur you do! i’m a fucking dead man! dumbass!

shit happens… you know…

CORNY "LOVE" REVIEW

I just realized that I actually do have a criteria when it comes to LOVE. Yuck. My criteria is going on a head-on collision with my criteria. Crazy? Confusing? I Know. Well, I've always said (and believed) that people who have set qualifications for their prince (or princess) charming, most often than not falls for the person who never scored a point against their checklist. Most girls (including boys) have set ideals when it comes to finding the perfect person to be together forever with. Well, I've seen a LOT of my friends defy their set-up requisites. Threw away their "ideal" list out the door the moment their other half swept them off their loveless feet. And those guys they are now with, well they don't have the slightest resemblance with my girlfriend's established prince-ish character. To save faces, I would just use my own miserable (miserably in love, yuck.) self as an example. Haha!

People often asks me, "What traits or qualities do you want in a man/woman?".. (I just love being me, I've got options baby!). So going back, my answer would always be "I don't have any". Well, sometimes I just say that due to boredom, indifference or to save myself from the agony of thinking and analyzing too much. I've got more important things to do, and I would go for anyone I want anyway (regardless of their characteristics). BUT, in a secret corner in my mind I'd say I want someone who's/whom:

1) Sweet and who cares for me.
2) I can laugh with, burp to and fart to. Swear. I have my own imposed level of relationship comfortability (don't correct me, the term's from my own dictionary).
3) Would fight for me 'til hell freezes over and just be there whenever.
4) Gonna love my friends just because.

God knows, I would do all that AND MORE to anyone I am romantically together with. I am with someone right now and she's a million miles behind the traits I mentioned above. Different. Just SO different. Well, different AND indifferent. One, she's not sweet. She just sent a letter saying she's not an affectionate and emotional person (if I only knew it's innate, grrrr), and I am a self-confessed freakingly mushy girlfriend. So how's that gonna ever work? It's still working anyway, for 3 years now. And she said even if she's cold as an iced beer (bittersweet cold), it will never change the fact that she loves me so much. SCORE! You're redeemed. You owe your 4 page letter, BIG TIME.

Well, Algene is a self proclaimed introvert. She doesn't enjoy going to clubs or attending beer- drowning-til-our-livers-overflow sessions. She doesn't talk to people unless they pass her "safe for friendship" screening. That's why I never felt threatened that she might find another. One advantage I'm getting from her that I like. Thank God.

I..am totally her opposite. I am the definition of BUBBLY, extrovert, loud and friendly. I am lil miss sunshine while Algn have the worst moodswings eveeeer. I could pass for a career in politics and she, well she can work as...an Architect. Haha that's what she currently is. But when you get to know her, and even her close friends can attest, that she will eat a livewire and cross over a burning bridge for them. She's the type of person who care less on what people may think of her as long as she gets to say how she feels. That's why she's often misunderstood. Even I, don't get her. AND I, I feel happy seeing people die from laughter and smiles. It's like we're living on different galaxies. We're like stars, we often collide, but then like stars our collisions don't always end in mass annihilation... sometimes it showcase millions of beautiful falling stars. Maybe they're right, we have an equilibrium.

She's also still semi-closeted. Her family have no idea she's gay. So when we went to Bohol with her Mom to meet her whole clan, I got sky-high stressed. Smiling the whole day, pretending I am not pissed, controlling my yearning and urges to just kiss and hug her in front of everyone, and not being able to smoke (darn!) was more stressful than my work deadline or my mom's best nagging voice. I fucking swear. It was the most non-relaxing vacation EVER. On the contrary, I am OUT. My whole family knows. My dad and my tita's been asking me if I have plans on going to Dubai. Whenever we fight and I try to ignore her by turning my cel off, she would dial my mom's number so I'd have no choice but to speak with her coz she knows I don't want my Mom to know whenever we argue. She's friends with my friends (she tries to smile while secretly nudging me; a code she wants out), my cousins, everyone. Even my mom's side (who's ultimately conservative) now knows. My officemates know, my boss know, fuck! the whole world knows! Hahahaha! I am so blessed I am surrounded by people who loves me and understands that anybody should never be deprived to love just because they disagree with it or just because it's against the social norms. So there, I know our situation should be the other way arround, and I asked her once if she wears a dress at home, well she obviously looks boyish. Maybe her family's still in denial. Either way, I'd fight for her when the time comes.

I know she is not the ideal partner. I would not say she's difficult to deal with (as others would nonchalantly say), but she's...UNIQUE. As much as I rant and rant and rant about her traits, In my heart I know that those were the same reasons why I'm head over heels inlove with her. What's perfect for others, might not be perfect for me. As much as I say I want her around all the time, I realized that I don't want someone who's clingy, always at my face and all over me. I know it would only annoy me to death. And it will make me un-niceish, i never ever want to be un-niceish. And I appreciate that because of her we're growing together individually. Hundreds of miles have torn us apart, but at the end of each day we know that even if we live our dreams separately we are still binded by our "sparks" (weh baduy) and love. And after everything, I realized she might really be the one carrying me through this relationship.

Maybe, I was and will never be after a fairytale kind of lovestory,. Maybe I never wanted a so very perfect prince (or princess) charming. Just look at my exes. They all have attitudes. Haha! I never had a breezy relationship, it either always end up in heartbreak or disappointment. I had one ex-boyfriend who was again "perfect". He was always there, always at my back, always available, and was scared of my mom. We were like Mr. and Mrs. Cinderella during our dates. coz we had to scamper and be home before the clock strikes 12 (my curfew back then). After a month, I hid from him. I realized I can't ever love him. Well, I tried. My friends said it is easy to be with someone now and like or love them later. Well, I learned my lesson. I CAN NEVER DO THAT. They can, but not me. Besides, breaking up with someone is so fucking hard to do! I will never EVER do that again. Oh, he drove his cousin's car towards a tree. Just plain stupid. Don't ever try that at home. It will never bring exes back.

So all that made me realize, I make my own criteria everytime. And it changes and changes, just like the weather! Haha. As for my current lovestory, I have been lost for almost 3 years now, as to how she really feels about me. And when that letter came (her first ever!) it suddenly became my..OUR salvation. Now, I'm looking forward to living my dreams, this time with her...together. I bet we'd end up one day in some dark police cell as we continuously shout at each other over burnt dinner.

* Duckie and her baby: her camera. She's so techie . Fishie loves vintage and would wait for her cellphone to die before ever replacing them.

* Role-play boohoo! Duckie hates kids. Fishie loves JD our cute ampon. :)

* Thought I said she hates booze?! For the sake of camaraderie Duckie downs a few shots of tequila. Fishie loves anything with alchohol. Even that Rhea Rubbing one. Yum.

* But Duckie and Fishie loves their friends. :) They'd both drown for them.

Baby Girl, you spell L-O-V-E.

STYLE ICON: Rachel Bilson

My cousin RJ, who's obviously a guy, a big guy, once asked me... "Where do you get your style inspirations?". I got surprised by his question, didn't know affected sha eh haha. As if naman I'm super fashionable. Haha! So I told him, "Sweetie, it's just natural. Innate." LOL Seriously, well as I've said dressing up makes me happy (right Aiza?) but as much as I would like to say I inspire myself, haha, that's not always the case. I oftentimes check www.celebritystyleguide.com and www.whowhatwear.com for some "ideas". I only check out a few celebrities when it comes to fashion and dressing up: Lindsay Lohan (hate her all you want but the girl has style), Nicole Richie, Hillary Duff, Nicky HIlton (i'm not a Paris fan), Lauren Conrad (hate her but she's got cute style) , Olsen twins (their grunge outrageously stylish look rocks) and my ultimate it-girl Rachel Bilson. I just love her. She could wear a rag and make it look stylish. Remember that gladiator heels she wore (the tan one) that got mixed reviews? Well, lots ofpeople are now sporting the look.

Because of her huge following (style wise) , Rachel collaborated with DKNY jeans and came up with her own collection: Edie Rose. I'm lovin' it!


... how could she make everything look right? She does look "shitty" sometimes but the ratio of probability is 1:1,000,000. Argh.

*check out celebrity looks at celebritystyleguide.com*

Non-Comatose Saturday

Since, I'm having a hard time sleeping these past few days, surprisingly I got up earlier than usual (usual being SUNDAY!) today. Before 8 I already texted my bestfriend if he's going to 6th but then after a few minutes my mom (my constant 6th avenue companion) arrived, bummer. Guess I would have to move my trip to Q.C. tomorrow. And so, with nothing to do and with much time on hand, I decided to rent some dvds and buy some food and snacks. An hour later I got home, with 3 dvds on hand, 1 beef pares meal (with my fave chili sauce!), 1 tokwa't baboy, 2 lucky me spicy hot noodles, a pack of cigs, red iced tea, and Hello Panda. I am ready to fight...dvd marathon that is. Haha. Since our sofa's in some place...where the sofa doctor is .. I can't seat on anything. So I dragged the P100 mat my sister bought in 168, a sleeping bag, got my food and sat on the floor. I am excited. Haha.

The first movie I decided to watch is "The History Boys", it's some kinda comedy revolving around the lives of a group of smart hot kids (haha) who all wanted to get into Cambridge and Oxford.

--"There is no such thing as General Studies. General Studies is a waste of time. Knowledge is not general, it is specific. But remember, all knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use."

...that's the last line I was able to listen to as I'm now drooling as I dreamt of Roger Rabbit and some people..WTF the movie's dead boring! Except for some significant scenes..

--"I am small. I am a Jew. I am a homosexual. I live in S---(something). I'm fucked."

Well, I didn't make it to disc 2. NEXT!!!

I'm now on my next movie: i(heart)huckabees. It's supposed to be an offbeat comedy that centers around a local poet & activist who hired detectives to investigate the meaning of 3 coincidences that could hold the meaning of life. I'd now have to watch, judgement later. :P I hope it doesn't disappoint. I seriously need some laughs!

..."Everything is the same even if it seems different. We are all connected."

...well, I loved the film. It is kinda twisted (in a lighter way), satire like, but I loved it. Aside from the fact, that it tackles environmental issues (Lily this is for yout!), it also focuses on human connection and relationships, love, fate, life.

It's now 1 am and I am feeling a little sleepy again. Argh. Still have 1 more dvd to go. But i think I'd leave that out for now. On the other hand! I could just watch Mamma Mia (thanks tetel).

(cue) Last part of the last movie's credits scrolling on my tv screen (in my most Shakespear-ish voice) :


"How am I not myself?"


..*sighs* Signs Off.

INSOMNIA Sucks!

I'm not coming to work tonight. And it's because I wasn't able to sleep. I have been lying in bed for almost 7 hours (imagine that!) trying my best..pretending I'm in lalalala dreamland, then even the tiniest sound would totally bring me back to this freakin' insomniac world. I totally felt like I downed 10 cups of coffee. Well, it's worse than that. I've tried everything, changing my boxers, surrounding myself with pillows, eating (coz I thought it might only be due to hunger), I've almost hummed to all the songs in my mp3 player, and I swear even with my eyes closed I was still singing and banging in my head. So I thought it has strongly something to do with Algene's birthday, I believed I would finally be able to sleep when her cupcakes (my surprise apparently) get delivered. But after talking to her, and even when she said it was fucking awesome, when I got back to bed I just laid there...stoned. So upon getting up, at around 10, I texted my boss. There's no way I would be able to last the whole day with no sleep. I can go to work but I would end up drooling over my paperworks..or my keyboard. Oh fuck, I miss merch. I miss the days when I can just lay on my table and drool to death over fairy dreams and shits. When my boss would even say sorry..just for waking me up. Haha! Merch Life.

So anyway, I've never had a hard time sleeping. Even after drinking coffee I can lull myself to oblivion that is sleep. BUT NOT TODAY. What's fucking wrong?! Aaargh! My mom (my ever supportive mom) gave me an anti-histamine med (iterax) just to help me sleep. I have been looking for my fucking valiums but I guess my mom threw it away. An hour later (after drinking meds), I still feel..well, high. Alive and high Arrrgh!

Well, I hope this is because that girl in Dubai can't stop thinking about me.

ONLINE SHOPPING: October Fest

I have nothing to say... but how much I'm drooling over these shoes! My feet are itching!

* Toshi Shoes from ichigoshoes.multiply.com for P880. Since the blue one's already sold out Aiza and I decided to get the same color. :)

* Wild Diva Chara Heels in Black and Gray. I'm still debating (with my self) as to what color to get (kc db d naman sha ganun ka mura and d ako rich haha). But for P1900, I think it's worth it. Janylin shoes are even more pricey. And to think this, would still come from the US. So what color to buy?!:) From chejewellery.multiply.com

Now why can't stores in malls sell these???

Fully Booked

If you think this is about the bookstore, then you're wrong you could leave now. Anyway, as early as now I already have my sched packed for the weekend. So if you want to go someplace then pls pls pls text me as early as now so I could fix my sched. :) Anyway, last Saturday I met up with some ex-RDS friends (Pats and Kitz I miss you!) to also meet-up with my ex-RDS concessionaire (my fave) Ms. Elsie and Anthony of Angelenes accessories. For a brief background, they are our primary concess for ladies hair, fashion and children's accs. The owner, Ms. Elsie, is so religious that we oftentimes text her to pray for whatever it is we request. When I was still in Rob I asked her to pray for Algene (for her Archi board exams), and despite of Algene's remarks that the exam was hard, she passed. Ms. Elsie and her whole family are friends with Sta. Clara monks that she is allowed to take them out of the monastery or convent to bring them wherever. Cool huh? Well, I guess that explains why they have a flourishing business, earning millions just by selling low-end accessories. Beat that. So anyway, we went to their place somewhere in Masinag to do some catching up, and to EAT. I swear it was a FEAST! Since I can't reach for all the other viands I just settled with what's nearest my plate, menudo forever. Hahaha. Too bad I wasn't able to taste the award-winning pancit bihon and dinuguan. Afterwards, we headed straight to their "kubo" to chill out. Of course, drinking spree na naman with matching videoke pa. I had to down 4 bottles of beer before I gave in and finally held the mic and sang. Oh, the power of alcohol! Well, my longtime childhood crush since birth (oha grabe sa pagka redundant!) was also there. Well, he was my neighbor for about 20+ years now, we even shared the same schoolbus for years, and that Saturday was the first time I ever got to talk to him (common friends, haha). In fairness, fun sha. But for the record, I don't crush him na! Lalo na after this night. Well, one because he was cuter when we were kids (he's not photogenic I swear, ang frankenstein lang nia dito). And after knowing him, I realized he's not in my criteria of ummm "likeable". Eeek. Wahaha. But that's another story... that I choose not to tell. :P Oh and he's (I strongly believe) homophobic, SO he's sooo X'd, crossed out, BOOM! Gone and torn to pieces...in my list.

The next day, Sunday, just yesterday (since its now 5 am and I just got home), I met up with some St. Scho friends. :) And I won't tell why and who coz "it's complicated" haha. But Tetel's with me. And Jeck ampretty mo lang (haha as if mababasa nia to :P). We first met at Jay-jay's in J.Vargas for dinner then headed straight to Astoria to drink (yeah yeah I know, NA NAMAN!). Before we even reach the place, we got caught pa 'coz we passed on a one-way street. So we had to work our charm (Jeck's charm..hay charming ka talaga!) to work our violation out..which we did. Behlat. In Astoria all we did was drink (NA NAMAN!) and take pictures. Haha! Love it. Next weekend, Aiza naman, Pier 6 ulit and some UST friends. Hay life, I love! Here's my favorite artistic shot byt Tetel! Oo na, oo na magaling ka na.:P

* Guess who?! HAHAHAHA. Buti nalang malabo.:P

I love my friends.

"Life..is not made of monumental moments, but of tiny moments where you have to make choices. Choices here..and there, that's life."

Love-Hate Relationship: HOLIDAY FEVER

So in relation to Aiza's post about Christmas and stuffs, I suddenly had something to write about. Oha! So i've come to a realization... Christmas is fast approaching. Fast as in 80 days nalang ata. Am I right? I still don't have my Christmas list! Well, my sister and I have this habit or what do you call that? aaah..TRADITION (eversince we started working and our gifts slowly came to it's dry season) of giving away Christmas presents to everyone. Cousins, Titas, Grandparents. I know, I know we should start Christmas shopping as early as now, but what can I do?! We do not have time to spare for now. And I want to strangle my sister for buying a plane ticket to Bacolod (with my Mom), so that means I would have to play the role of (sexy-crazy-hot) Santa all by myself! Eeeeek!!! My crystal ball says...I would definitely, definitely, go bankrupt. Well, Christmas was fun...when I was a kid and in my early teens. My favorite present was a set of pollypockets my Tita gave me. I love pollypockets. I lost all of them, but I love them. Haha. And of course, I love those "ampaws"! Tama ba? But then as you grow older you'd notice that the presents decrease each year, until you stop receiving any from relatives since, as they say, you're old enough and you should return the favor. That's when I slightly stopped enjoying Christmas. Haha. Every Christmas we also have this tradition of buying new clothes, we would go to Greenhills (or just about anywhere) and buy several pairs of clothes and jeans enough to last til New Year. There was this one Christmas I swear I changed my outfit every hour. But that stopped too. Well, apparently everyone still remembers and teases me about it. Haha.

So like I said, I don't hate Christmas (I'm no grinch) but I'm not that excited anymore either. It's just that during Christmas (or Christmas season) everyone is required to be happy (as my fave author Zafra would say), and nothing sucks more than that. I smile everytime I pass by Christmas deco stores especially those who sell vintage ones (exactly what I did when I passed by an all Christmas store in Shang), I don't know if that smile is my-- Christmas is supposed to make one feel cozy smile or my "I'm actually sad and this is my only redemption from unhappy people and events smile". I believe it's the latter. Well, Algene is not here and this is our 2nd Christmas away from each other. I am sad. I am also sad (and troubled!) because this is the peak season for holdupers, snatchers and robbers. So, be safe guys! And as December draws nearer peoples level of ka-emohan also rises skyhigh as they sing (in their best emo state) the "Pambansang Awit ng mga Loner sa Pasko" --Pasko na Sinta Ko. What the?! Aiza, para maiba let's sing ths in R&B!!! Hahaha. I don't know who composed these freakin' Christmas songs but I wanna give them an award--for making their songs twice more ma-senti! Shit! But I don't cry over them. Haha. Only alternative songs could ever make me cry :P SO, remember people..you are not required to be happy just because it's Christmas (all over the world tonight---singing the tune in my head). Harhar.

I love Christmas, but it's also a season that sadly reminds me that the only thing that keeps people from ripping each other apart is HYPOCRISY (and this applies not only during this season but all year round). As my fave author Zafra again would say. Say what?!

NOTHING

I have been thinking of things, or events, or people, to blog about. But I can't think of anything. Hahaha. Gosh pressure! I'm actually busy thinking of Algene's b-day (next week na! double pressure!). Well, I know she won't be reading this, aside from the fact that they have no internet connection right now. Bleh. Hehe.

Last Sunday I went to Rockwell with my mom to check out the Negros Trade Fair. We ended up buying my mom's favorite: Dulce Gatas from Tita Agnes' (she's actually my lola) store QUAN.PUEBLO. I swear they sell the yummiest (if there's such a word) delicacies. Here's my Tita-Lola's stall (they have a branch in Dian St. in Makati go check them out!) Lots and lots of comfort foods!

* my mom with Ate Teresa
* wooow, my fave Napoleones. :)
* Everyone's all-time fave Pitaw (chicken cooked adobo-style and shredded). My lolo used to make us homemade pitaws. I miss it. I miss him.:) This 1 container is P200.

* my mom's fave Dulce-Gatas. I swear it tastes heavenly. Back in the days, when we used to spend our summer vacation in Negros (Bacolod & La Carlota) my lola always make this. I miss those days. :) My mom's diabetic but I can't make her stop eating this.

I ended up buying my all-time favorite "chicken skin" for P80. In fairness, mahal sha for P80 ha pero since this is not the typical "chicken skin" that's full of flour that you see on the streets, pwede na rin. Hehe. I should have passed eating at KFC before going there, eh d sana I ate nalang the all-original chicken inasal (not like the ones you buy in malls). Hmp.

* Deadly naman.

* Drown in native foods! Adobo flakes, Chicharong whatevers (dami eh), Bachoy (yuuuum), Baticulon, etc. etc.* genuine Chicken Inasal! I miss. :)

We also visited my grandma's friend Ditas Jalandoni's accessories stall. My mom insisted that I buy something from them, haha. Their pieces are nice but it's not the usual accs I patronize. So I passed. This is the best stolen shot I got. I was bored to death.


I would have bought their native bag (that's soo cute, I'd post the pics soon) if it weren't sooo expensive, it's P750 kaya! No way. Haha. So we just asked for their calling card. As if naman, we'd call them. Hehe.


So after that, we went to my Lola's house in Q.C. AGAIN, as a part of me reconnecting with friends. I missed them! :) We didn't drink though (finishing 1 glass of red horse cannot be considered as drinking) so we decided to go to Starbucks.

Oh and before that, earlier that night I went to SM with our cutesy ampon JD. My grandpa showed us his report card and in fairness his tutor did well ha. So as a gift I bought him 2 pairs of shoes. And like I said before he's not the type who points and points at things he would like us to buy. But as we scoured the racks for any shoes he'd like (you should be good at guessing and feeling if he really likes them coz he's so bait he's like the ambassador of yes-es), eventually I got his technique, his way of telling me if he likes the shoes or not. If he says, "masakit sa paa" or "maluwag", even if it's soo obvious it fits perfectly, then it means I should just give it back to the saleslady. Haha. So after 2 hours, I finally heard the words "Masarap sa paa". Haha! I felt happy and relieved. :P Anyway, after that we ate at Mcdo (told you mababaw lang kaligayahan nia).

* JD with fries in his mouth. Pacute lang.

In fairness, it was kinda fun bonding with him. People were looking and if I could read their minds I swear they're saying "Bata naman nito nagkaanak" or "he was definitely born out of wedlock". Haha! Role playing is fuuun. Oh baket at least I'm a hot mama noh! And in fairness, the salesladies and gentlemen are extra nice ha. I wonder why. Haha.

So there. What a fun fun weekend.

ONLINE SHOPPING: Part 6? (lol, can't remember)

Just wanted to share my latest online finds. The dress... is already with me. I love it.:) I am excited for the cowboy polo shirts (I ordered the blue one below and red), have been looking for this since forever. Can't ever ever get enough. The seller was even nice enough to give me a discount. Yey! Check out their sites for more items.

* from http://lenlen01.multiply.com... :) from their Clearance Sale album ;)

* http://glamourosity.multiply.com... She also have glads and other fab clothings.
* from my favorite korean preorder store..lefacionez.multiply.com. ;) Coz compared to others, she prices 'em cheap.

...Aiz, I swear I should have bought that red fedora :c There are just some things one must learn to let go. Haha.