christmas wish list
if i'll be materialistic, i want these for christmas.
clinique happy for men
hugo boss dark blue
iPod nano
read if you're bored, don't if you're not
my day starter
yesterday, my day started late. i woke up at 3 in the afternoon. i am supposed to go to school to submit the CD of my thesis. i was too cranky so i decided to read friends' blogs. then i got bored then hit the showers and i was all ready to go. i went to school and arrived almost 5. the department should be closing at 5:30. but i made it.
the cd cover i made looked like this!
front back
after the bittersweet moments of walking through the corridors of my university - the place where i used to study (stress on the tense) and practically built my world in - i went inside the chapel. i had my very own baccalaureate prayer. hehe. i just sat there and thought about what i have gone through, even in pre-school, elementary and high school, what i am going through and what i will go through. *sigh*
i then went back to UM. where, again, i usually hang out with friends. together wiht my friends, we played card for 3 and a half hours. i literally almost dropped because i was so exhausted both from thinking of my cards and standing up. i was so hungry i hadn't eaten since i woke up. the only thing in my stomach is the cold coffee i had at 3. then someone brought carbonarra. yay! haha. it was really not for me but the one who was offered it didn't like carbonarra. so i just helped myself to a really generous serving of it. i think i ate almost 3/4 of what isn't mine. haha.
casino filipino
the friends whom i was playing with, brenda and mea, were all so giddy to go already. we're going to the casino with abner and yuri. i don't play but i just go there with them. apparently, i enjoy watching their facial expression when they win or lose. i think i went with them enough to make a conclusion that when abner loses he smokes frequently on the table, eyes and shoulders drooped, all quiet and has this really serious potanginang-yan-ang-laki-ng-talo-ko-pero-babawi-ako look on his face. yuri on the other hand, is all fake-smiles and all sabi-ko-na-eh-dapat-tinaya-ko-na-yung-500-ko-eh. hay funny. but there's one common thing about these two funny gamblers: all the gamblers in table will be irritated by their banter when they're winning. haha. one will look at them wryly and the other will try make them see that they are too loud.
i played. hahahahahahahahaha. i was just watching yuri play pontoon and i immediately got the hang of it. i was betting on my mind and all my bets were just winning. so i told yuri to bet me 200 on his. i lost. i think i really have this ill luck on gambling haha. last time i bet, which was my first time, beginner's luck turned into beginner's bad luck. anyway i was not to make myself owe yuri 200 so i sat down on the table and bet 100 just to be sure. i won. then i bet 200 again and i won again. i don't exactly remember the whole thing but my highest earnings were 450. yeah yeah, it's JUST 450 but like i said, i don't gamble. anyway, yuri told me to bet my extra 50 pesos to the tie where winning is 1:10. i thought so, too. but i just let it slip away. but wuddya know, i had a double jack! fuck it! i should have won 500 from that ugly 5 P10 chips!
anyway so abner had 8 grand. yuri had 2. mea had 1. hundred hahahaha. and brenda lost 1,200.
mr. kabab and abs-cbn
we then ate at mr. kabab again. oh my god. that has to be my most satisfying meal. i only had keema and one a half rice and a yoghurt shake but i was so full! you gotta try the yoghurt shake! i'm craving for one right now. too bad i don't have a digicam to take pictures of it. boohoo.
brenda lives literally beside abs-cbn, just a kilometer away from mr. kebab. so we went to her house after. but her ex boyfriend was there so we took off right away. abner and brenda were ex's too. lol.
to marikina and antipolo.
abner decided that we should do misa de gallo - in taytay. since we have nothing to do and to worry about, yuri and i decided why not. so we did. we first went to abner's friend's house in marikina. for about thirty minutes, i was just laying there on the car seat trying to get my forty winks. i couldn't of course, my inarte body just wouldn't. after a while, abner got inside the car again, with yuri snoring at the backseat. we drove straight to antipolo city. tried to sleep again in abner's house but again to no avail. yuri of course easily dozed off. i was in one bed and the two were in another. i was just there laying trying to scare myself thinking there was just a ghost that grabbed my leg.
abner started for the bathroom while i was just there staring at the ceiling, yuri snoring. we went to krizka's house at about 3 am. imagine the length the roads between antipolo and taytay - we were in krizka's house in 7 minutes.
father and his homily
we went to san juan bautista cathedral in taytay, rizal for the simbang gabi. The cathedral was packed with people. I think that was the most attended mass i've ever been to. it was filled to the gardens and people are sprawled outside. anyway, the highlight of the mass was father's homily. it just went on and on and on and on...
after 20 minutes of going around the bushes and adding some commentaries on the social injustices that infect society, add to that the economic woes of the country during the year, he said "mga kapatid, ito ang pagnilaynilayan natin.." you can literally hear other people gasp for relief. but no. father went on, " sapagkat ang kapaskuhan ay panahon ng pagmamahalan, panahon ng paglimot sa kasalanan ng iba at..." then the crowd was quiet again. between father's patriotic speech about loving the philippines, and i think i heard him ask me if i've already fed my dog, the crowd grew restless. i think what father should understand is people in general have very short attention span, add to it the fact that it is 430 in the morning and the cathedral is packed. then we heard him say again "at mga kapatid, ito ang pagnilaynilayan natin sa araw na ito..." then everybody gasped again. but father was in his mood to talk, mind you. he just kept going. he's like the energizer bunny priest, the only thing lacking is the big drum.
by this time, the people were already talking to one another. abner, krizka and i even laughed at the choir who seem to be having their own sermon. we were trying to guess what they were speaking. according to me, one choir member said to her co-member "anong ulam niyo mamaya?" then the co-member replied "ay di ko pa alam. di pa ko namamalengke. baka pagkatapos nitong misa" the people in front of us who were also standing during the whole mass started to sit on the ground. time passed and it was already 5 am. after a few minutes, again, the priest said again " at iyan mga kapatid ang ating pagnilaynilayan natin sa araw na ito..." the people didn't mind him. "sa ngalan ng ama, ng anak..." then one amazing thing happenned.
the whole cathedral clapped their hands. the three of us were all laughing our asses off! we even forgot that we were inside the cathedral.
what's worse is, the only thing that is somehow connected to the gospel in his sermon was about two minutes after he started the sermon. everything else was just "what?!"
it's funny how all the readers and songs were hurried. the offertory was a breeze. after the communion, the three of us decided to go to the entrance of the cathedral so we won't be lost in the crowd when the mass is over.
after mass, we went back to the car to wake yuri, who was still sleeping. we went to the nearby jollibee for our 6 o'clock breakfast. then off to the tabi-tabi of the cathedral to buy bibingka.
after 40 minutes of waiting for the bibingka to cook, we went back to krizka's house. there we stayed until until 9am. abner slept, yuri slept, i watched the tv. no matter how hard i try to sleep, i just can't.
so that was what happened yesterday and today in a hurried, lengthy blog. i have no sleep. we got home at 11 and slept and woke up again at 3 and slept again until 630. damn.
i just wish i have my normal sleeping habit again. now.
ciao!
the wednesday group
so we still continued the wednesday ritual last night. with abner, jen and yuri, we flocked to G4 to see what's on. we already watched harry potter, in her shoes and prime. the choice was narrowed to king kong and kiss, kiss, bang, bang. we decided we watch king kong.
we ate at wendy's, which by the way i have ben craving for since early this week, and ordered burger and fries biggie size. it was heaven for my palate but hell for my tummy. after the meal, i rushed to the lounge only to find out that the three cubicles were occupied. darn it. then the most disgusting thing happened. "BBHOOOOT, PLOP, BBHHOOOOOT, PROOOOOOOP, PLOP"
it was like a chorale of shit. all three. a trio: a bass, a tenor and an alto. shet kung shet. after hearing (and smelling) it, my "bad feeling" suddenly went away. yay. now i had to endure a three hour movie trying not to feel the feeling anymore. i had to go back to g4 anymore.
got back, usual routine which consists of smoking, talking and virtual tennis. when we got inside the movie house, i regretted doing all that. the movie was jampacked and we had to stand and wait for a seat to be vacant. dammit.
king kong was a visual treat. jackson made sure that in all those three hours, you won't get bored and think about if you left your house door open or if you already fed your pet dog. each part of the movie was wow. there was only one time when we were at a loss. we got inside the cinema a little late so we didn't see the opening credits. and we wondered, "is this really king kong?"
those freakish natives were so disgusting. they like to bash tourist's heads for fun. gross.and they like to bathe themselves in sunlight that they all turned black. just kidding. i dunno why they were all so black. it was never explained. and their human trophies were all over the place. in the middle and the end of the movie, you think: "where are these people now?"
so king kong was supposed to paint fear in each person's faces. but he did not. i don't know but i haven't watched king kong movies before so i found him a little adorable. it's as if i want him as a pet. king kong is such a braggart he's cute. and you feel so much sympathy for him especially in the end.
i just don't understand why anne's bones were not crushed, dislocated and broken after king kong's run and many battles. imagine being hoisted up then thrown back down, they grabbed again, then suddenly shift right, then left. i was literally feeling the pain in her bones. but she doesn't seem to mind. it's may be nice to at least make her a little human. especially in the end when she has to climb the empire state building's zenith.
back to king kong. his antics were funny and half the movie, the audience were all laughing.
that shallow hal guy is still irritating. you still want to crush every part of his body for his arrogance, stupidity and.. well.. luck. if you hated him in that chick flick shallow hal, i guess you'll hate him more here. he's just the character you love to hate - MORE. he turned to be the villain in the movie, which was a surprise because i thought king kong was the villain.
brody was a little freaky though. and baldwin - a little lackluster performance. but wait, this is not a movie critique.
so anyway, king kong was a visual treat and a heart wrencher movie. haha, you just get to fall in love with an ape that in the end, you feel sorry for this big poor ape.
it was the longest time i've ever stood up for a movie. we didn't get a seat. we were standing for three hours! but it was worth it. i'll end with a quote from the movie "... and beauty killed the beast"
ciao!
to there and back
breathe.
i just came home and it's almost 3. we were all around metro manila. first, makati, then pasig, then quezon city, then back to pasig, then makati.
i guess i haven't mentioned it here but we watch a movie every wednesday. a good boys' night out. it started last month and i don't know how long it's gonna go on. anyway we watched the fog tonight.
so how was it?
it was a wreck. the movie started out good with all those scary but not so in-your-face-gory-bloody-so-scream-your-lungs-out kind of a thing. the build up was actually good. from the moment tom welling was shown on the boat up to the time when.. well... ghosts actually started appearing. i just thought it's so wrong. ghosts should be ghosts. i mean, they should not be always seen except for some special reason. so seeing ghosts for almost half of the movie isn't scary anymore. you just get used to it. the ending was very ho-hum. what's with all those reincarnating people anyway? it's just so overused.
you might want to scare yourself very much at the beginning because it's gonna be a bore from the middle to the end.
damn this is a bad critique.
we then went to the infamous mr. kebab. abner and yuri and jen all kept talking about it. i just don't know what the fuss was all about. well, when i got there, it's a quaint place. it's open air and that's plus points for us smokers. abner said that an iranian owns it. everything on the menu was so foreign to me. tell me please, what's a burnyayi?
abner was so hyped up to let me try his (and supposedly, theirs) favorite, keema. when i first saw it, it was like your usual sisig complete with calamansi. abner immediately fixed mine. he literally made the ground beef swim in this what seemed like shawarma sauce to me (looks like mayonnaise) and a little of hot sauce. the rice (which also swam in the shawarma sauce) came with butter topping which i thought was, "uh-huh, so when did iranians learn how to use butter?" anyway, i think it's good. the beef was tender and the flavors were awesome. i guess i just didn't let them know that i liked it so they were all disappointed with my reaction. haha. hello, i ate like 2 cups of rice with mashed potato as side dish, chicken steak and a large soda. i was so full! i couldn't even finish my favorite yoghurt shake. in the middle of eating (and disappointment from them haha) i really felt like barfing all over the place already. good thing it was open air so i got to smoke 2 sticks right after. haay. pig. and the best part is it's very, very affordable!
ok, i really feel writing this shit so i made up these grades.
interior - 2 stars out of five. it was a bit messy and crowded. no iranian theme at all.
staff - 3 stars. they were nice but they were a bit slow. i asked for a plastic cup and they gave me plastic bag. how nice.
food - 4 spoons. i only tried one thing. but i guess all the other are as great. i just don't think i'll try the ox's brain anytime soon.
parking - 2 stars. the place was small so parking was also small. fit for 10 cars i think.
price - 5 stars. very. very. affordable. you can do a full meal complete with yoghurt shake for just 80 pesos.
over all - 3.2 stars
haay. now i'm tired. thinking about the stars made me sleepy hehe.
ciao for now!
the amazing adventures of a bum
i have been a bum for the last week and it's already quite.. well.. bo-ring. i sleep at 4:30 and wake up at 1:30. i don't know but for some reason, i sleep late and i still get up early. as compared to before when i sleep at 4:30 i am sure that i'll wake up at 4 or later. weird.
when i wake up i smoke, fix my coffee and wash my face. ok the last one is if someone's in the house. i usually go straight to the computer and the tv. yes, both. i read my friend's blogs, check my email, find out that i'm being considered as one of the denizens in clickthecity.com (haha), try to write a blog and then find out sooner that i have nothing to write, scan the tv channels and always end up in travel and leisure, go around the house and try to clean up the mess.
the routine usually take up to an hour or so. after this, i'm completely insane. i look at the walls and figure out what color of paint suits my house. i look at the laundry and see if i can muster the sipag to launder them. then after i tell myself that i can do it, i find out there's no detergent. it's been some time (2 weeks actually) since i last told myself that i should buy detergent, chlorox, and fabric softener.
then back to the walls.
and some more walls.
walls in my room.
walls in the other room.
walls in the living room.
walls in the bathroom.
and all that shit under my dog's, honeybunch, cage.
bring out the trash...ESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS...
then back to square one.
haay... i'm trying to love it. but i don't think i can last up to three months of this. but i will learn to love it. i should.
ciao!
you think this hurt?
the day after my defense...
so what am i to do except make it better... with this...
and oh.. it didn't hurt... much...
ciao!
the culmination
i have not been posting about my thesis here. maybe it's because i don't want to preempt myself if ever i get deferred hehe. but just early this morning, i managed to get almost everything right and was able to get a grade of 2.0 for my defense. not high, not low either. but it's ok i guess. at least i'm graduating already. not to mention the 3.750 grade my professor and boss gave me.
segue:
which leads me to think: what's next? dang. do i bum around first and get my mind all hyped up for something better to come along or maybe be depressed again whenever i'm all alone in the house doing nothing? *sigh*
and by the way, i want to acknowledge mr/ms anonymous for the comment about me being manic depressive. i guess it's true, but so what? at least i don't go around reading other people's blogs and stalking them. i'm expecting some bitchface to retaliate now. but who the hell cares? i don't.
not that you care but:
i'm reading jessica zafra's book: twisted 7. she's just a smart ass and it's funny reading her stuff. i was laughing the whole time for her sarcasm and i didn't know it was already 4:30 in the morning. and that was the night before my defense. talk about getting some sleep the night before.
i've also just finished reading isabel allende's the stories of eva luna. it was good. it's actually a good reading material before you sleep because every chapter is a new story. before this though, i read like water for chocolate. good story. good characters. i just don't like the fact that it reminded me of some characters in real life that in the first place i'm trying to forget. i'm looking for the movie version on limewire but i just can't find it. damn.
next on my reading list will be the tale of genji. i've managed to start it up to the 5th chapter but i though i should read eva luna first. so i have to read it again from the first chapter because i don't exactly remember the story anymore.
characters that i loved on the books i've read:
samwise gamgee - the lord of the rings
i super loved his character. i can relate to him in numerous instances. like for example when he has to carry the ring for frodo. o well.
chiyo/sayuri - memoirs of a geisha
oh that subtle charm and festiness. i especially like the time when she was under mameha's guidance. i'm waiting for the movie and the trailer said it's to be shown on 2006 pa. darn.
frank - angela's ashes
that sad story. that sad childhood. though my childhood was very very much different from him, i cannot help but empathize with him. imagine in the first 50 pages, three of his brothers died because they were so poor. sad story. hehe. arse!
those are just three. i can't remember the others anymore. boohoo.
rewind:
i think she read it. i think she knows. i think she's thinking. i think she's still whoring. lol.
whew. i didn't think it will be this long.
ciao!
