Sunday, April 30, 2006

fiEsta!!!


it's fiesta sa calatagan, batangas! and i spent a vague hour there! as in, i travelled an estimated five or six hours para lang makamusta ang aking mga belabeeehd relatives. haha, uliran kasi. the things one does for lurveeee... :)

get well soon to tito jojo, who had an eye surgery thingie. i got a toblerone from him, hehe.

Saturday, April 29, 2006

nOt mY tHiNg


i cannot teach a korean person the english language. nope. can't. especially a thirty-year-old one who still lives with his mother.

interesting.

now, how to phrase my resignation???

Friday, April 28, 2006

maRy kArR's chErRy


im going to get a cactus for my dorm room. this week. i hope i get the kewl one with the pretty ceiling.

and i hope i get that tutoring job.

and i hope i get to go to japan (and work as an exotic dancer while supporting my two-month-old baby girl.)

hehe, wala lang.

life is good with matrices.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

iM nOt loOkiNg aT yOu


ang tagal ko nang hindi nagbablahg. funny but am not particularly concerned about that. but ive been doing my duty naman at home... i have a file sa laptop ko ng "vlog entries" ko. eh nasa bundok nga kami kaya walang internet. wee. haha. so, yes, when i get hooked up, ima flood this place wiz my whacked-out entries and my one-liners. tas i'll totally revamp this site na rin. turn it a bright fink.

ayoko naaaaa. tinatamad na talaga ako. this is what happens to a person when you live and breathe matrices.

dashboard confessional's lss ko. tama naaa pooooo!!!

hai. :p

uy, may dorm na ko! yey... no more four hour stress-filled trips every freaking day! no more waking up at 6:30 for a 10:30 class!!! yey!!!

ima dorm sa dormitoryana. sa wakas, im not homeless anymore.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

mOnkEy!


my mom had this cute magnetic bookmark with a picture of an orangutan on it. since i just got a new book--nightmares and dreamscapes--i figured na i'd use it.

me: ma, asan yung orangutan?

mommy: ah... (long silence) nasa isa sa mga libro.

me: okay. that certainly narrows it down.

Monday, April 24, 2006

bLaCk mAriA


no, i am not punk. i listen to punk and a lot of rock, screamo and alternative now but i am not punk. punk, music, yes, probably, but not as a fashion statement. it's summer and it'll be a mistake to wear black.

small, simple, safe price.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

soMetHiNg's gOtTa cOme oUt


i haven't blogged in such a looooong tym but now that i have ze opportunity, i ain't in the mood. coolness. yey. crapshoots and babies.

what's up with me? i don't know. don't bother me. i feel pretty terrible, demmit. so... yeah. it's not my mood. im happy as a freaking chipmunk. i just feel like barfing (or crapping, hehe) the kutsinta i ravenously attacked yesterday.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

cuCuMbErs aRe my bEst fRieNd


before leaving for work, this morning.

mommy (to my brother joshua): o, eto, may cucumber. alagaan mo sarili mo, ok?

what?

Monday, April 10, 2006

miGrAiNe, aNyoNe?


i have a monster of a headache. someone give me donuts and vanilla ice cream and belgian chocolates to make it all disappear.

i think it's reading all those ebooks on my laptop. i need to get *real* books soon. something to soothe my blah life.

give me my romance novels everyone. all those no-brainers that make me kilig, cry and rant, lurve the hero and those that have hot, unbridled sex. yey. i will love you forever.

i haven't been writing. goshies. the goshies. i have an image of myself eating donuts and vanilla ice cream and belgian chocolates with two cats at my feet, parked in front of a mosaic desk, in front of my laptop, eking out a sex-scene from my sexually-frustrated psyche. oh, sweet. i have nothing against romance writers but im feeling frisky about sinking into a cliche.

a loving, multi-millionaire husband will surely break that mold.

*god.* see, those romances are getting to me.

help.

Saturday, April 08, 2006

caLL tHe qUitLiNe


it's not the same in my mind. just a muddle of alternative, metal rock, screamo rock, girl screamo and all that wicked sturfe. god, i want to be converted. this is the music ive been waiting for, haha. god, that was bonkers.

im glad ive been with camille. ive been trying to put it off 'cuz i was afraid that it might be awkward. i mean, honestly, she was almost everything i wanted to be. in her words, "she [was] living my dream!!! i hate her!!!" hehe. but i don't really hate her. i just thought that... well, she was cool. and she was not me. we were too different. she'd had her own near-perfect life in sydney and im... well.

but you know what? although she'd spent four years away, she didn't change. she (for lack of a better world) *evolved* at the same rate that we did. the essence of her didn't change. her tastes did but that's normal. she has her hobbies, this profession. an attitude about it. but that's the same as us. well, most of us. it's just parallel to my writing. first year ago, it was something that fascinated me. now, it's *becoming* me.

hai.

this thursday -- yes, i know it's holy week -- im gonna listen to the used, my chemical romance, fall out boy, all-american rejects, saosin, ima robot, dashboard confessional, paramore, no notion, call the quitback, ulysees (last three are camille's bands)... wah. and more.

i love it.

god, thank you for camille. hehe.