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tired

i have been incognito for like a month now i guess. i’m too tired to write anything, too frustrated to even think straight…

i thought of this song just now. dunno if it’s appropriate for what i’m feeling.

to let go or not to let go? that is the question.

Here In My Heart
Diane Warren

Sometimes there’s a time you must say goodbye
Though it hurts you must learn to try
I know I’ve got to let you go
But I know anywhere you go
You’ll never be far
‘Cause like the light of a bright star
You’ll keep shining in my life
You’re gonna be right

Here in my heart
That’s where you’ll be
You’ll be with me
Here in my heart
No distance can keep us apart
Long as you’re here in my heart

Won’t be any tears falling from these eyes
‘Cause when love’s true love never dies
It stays alive forever
Time can’t take away what love we had
I will remember our time together
You might think our time is through
But I’ll still have you

Here in my heart
That’s where you’ll be
You’ll be with me
Here in my heart
No distance can keep us apart
Long as you’re here in my heart

I know you’ll be back again
And ’till then
My love is waiting

Here in my heart
That’s where you’ll be
You’ll be with me
Here in my heart
No distance can keep us apart
Long as you’re here in my heart

Here in my heart
That’s where you’ll be
You’ll be with me
Here in my heart
No distance can keep us apart
Long as you’re here in my heart

Of frustrations, oil price hikes and public restrooms

Yesterday wasn’t a complete failure but not a success either. It’s like the job that I wanted (though not for a long term period) was within reach. Just an inch closer and I’ve got it within the palm of my hand but the more I moved closer, the farther it inches away. Yep. This is what frustration is like.

 

So after a rather aggravating situation, my friend, Mona Lisa and I set off to SM to chillax*.  With the really hot weather, we so need the A/C to cool our minds and irritation towards evil companies who don’t know an exceptional employee material when they see one. Tsk! And of course to pay the long overdue bill I have with Smart. As we were walking around, carefully avoiding Candy Corner stalls, we noticed that more and more people were crowding the mall. I thought the whole country was suffering from the oil price hike, the malevolent force responsible for activating a chain reaction of an increase in pretty much everything. But the people lounging around and/or shopping disproved that the majority was at a precarious situation of money loss. The mounting shopping bags at each hand were evidence enough. Or was that because there was a sale? Or were they just there to escape the heat outside?

 

Sale or no sale, shouldn’t the people be saving enough for the future when the worst is yet to come? Yeah. That should be the case. But humans are complex creatures as compared to animals having only one thing in mind. Hey! Not sex. Get your mind off the gutter. I’m talking about survival and procreating just happens to be a way of surviving. Humans, on the other hand, have to satisfy both needs and wants, more so with the wants thus overshadowing the needs. Like the other day, I just got my hair done and…wait. Bad, bad example. Don’t follow me. Got. To. Save. Up. Hmmm…I wonder how much Girbaud wallets cost nowadays. What? I need a wallet. I got robbed remember? Now this is what big brothers are for. (evil grin)

 

Anyway, enough about saving and on to a more pressing topic. Let me tell you a tip when nature calls and you find yourself lining up in restrooms stalls waiting for your turn and enduring the horrifying odour you force yourself not to gag. In most crowded places specifically the malls, this is usually the case. However, I found a perfect way to outwit the general public. It is common knowledge that SM has expanded, making room for people of all classes to shop and just hang. As a result, SM Northwing and the kick-ass parking lot were created. But do all of you know that in the parking lot, there are lounge areas with TV sets for waiting drivers and concealed public restrooms? I say concealed because not everybody knows about them and at a glance you’d think they were just elevators. I found out about them not because I am a genius but because my brother is. Before, my dad and bro used to hate going to SM because parking was such as hassle. With the new parking lot, parking is now a breeze. My brother absolutely loved parking there, never mind that he gets dizzy at times. He is also an H²O junkie and so he needs to pee like most of the time. (He’s going to kill me when he knows about this!) Imagine my surprise, when he told me there were restrooms in the parking lot. Clean restrooms. Crowd-free restrooms. (Insert hallelujahs in here) And being the evil person that I am, I’m saying nothing on where they’re all located. (poolparty)

 

So now I part with a line from Jordin Sparks’ new single, One Step at a Time. When I think about this song and its video, I immediately think about Jordin’s green Manolo-esque sandals. Oohh La La! Gorgeous!

It’s gonna happen and it’s supposed to happen that we find the reasons why one step at a time

rainy days

I lurve the rainy days. The lightning (natural fireworks in the sky), the thunder (oohh sexayyyyy…) and of course the rhythmic sound that raindrops make. The angrier they fall, the better. But there’s just one thing i hate about rainy days.

Frogs.

Slimey, green little hopping monsters! I killed four of their kind today. I know, I know. Apologies to the Big Man up there. I respect the whole circle of life thing but this is too much. Hopping incessantly without a care in the world. Newslash. You’re in my property. Have a little respect. Hike up your skirts (if you have any, pfft!) then get the hell away from here.

Death Toll update: 5

I know why they’re invading me. They’re probably laughing at me for being a loser with no life. I’m going to say this only once so listen to me very carefully. I read this somewhere. Never take life seriously. You never get out of it alive anyway. And I do have a job. My job is to track down all them frogs out there and pound them till they are no more.

Geesh! Before anyone can peg me for being an insane loser, I take it back. I’m kidding. I love frogs. I love Kermit. He’s a sweetie.

Death Toll update: still 5…and counting!

By the way, happy birthday to me. I’ve been meaning to dance in the rain with only my birthday suit on but nah! Even slimey, green little hopping monsters don’t deserve that sight. too…hmm, what’s that word? Vile.

Blue Screen of Death

lately i’ve been a recluse. i have made my bedroom a sanctuary, even the rays of the sun are forbidden. sometimes i welcome the company of people which includes the parentals, my brother and the housekeeper. what, you may ask, is this self imposed reclusion for? i have no friggin’ idea. probably to internalize being unemployed. (dull)

this is the result of trying to write a poem. but alas, me and poetry just don’t mingle.

so i learned a new thing today. the blue screen of death. creepy! it’s like an apocalypse thing but for the computer. my friend had a real laugh about it. turned out, i nearly killed my aunt’s laptop. thank God for small miracles like Ian.

Blue Screen of Death – (also known as a stop error, BSoD or bluescreen) is an error screen displayed by certain operating system, most notably Microsoft Windows, after encountering a critical system error which can cause the system to shut down to prevent damage. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_Screen_of_Death)

CSI: NY

I was up until 11:30pm last night and I realized that it was a mistake to eat while watching CSI: NY. Do you think I could swallow even a morsel of food when you see them dissecting a body?! Yes I did actually. All I had to do was close my eyes. And why would I miss the chance of chowing down on my roadhouse barbecue chips?

Carmine Giovinazzo is quite hot, eh? He’s the last guy on the right next to Melina Kanakaredes. I just love his accent. I couldn’t place it though if it’s Italian or he just has a slight lisp. But anyway, it’s sexy.

Nothing can compare to CSI: Las Vegas though. When I look at William Petersen (Grissom) hands down, he looks like the smartest guy in the planet. Sadly for Gary Sinise (Mac), he looks clueless for me. Harsh, much? Give me time. He might give Grissom his run for the money. I did saw an episode where Gary Sinise guest starred in CSI: LV and I hated him for giving Grissom a hard time. So that must be the start of my so-called contempt.

Claire Forlani also played as Mac’s girlfriend. I almost did not recognize her at first with all the wrinkles and lines but it was her eyes that gave her away. I might have to buy contact lenses with a shade of blue like her eyes. Blue eyes are the bomb baby! :D

so sick…

when you are sick of all the tricks life has done to you, there is nothing left to do but live…

spammer dude or dudette?

Anyhoo…

I must be getting really good traffic, huh? I mean to have a spammer and all makes me think that people really appreciate the crap I’ve written here…or not!

Last words to all the spammers out there…

DON’T jusrt drop links but instead let’s exchange, ayt?

All for peace…

All for love…

Hell yeah!

I have no traffic… :(

traffic….too bad nakakabad trip. :(

Public Announcement…

People have been goading me to write a new post. What for? I mean, It was not I who wrote those entries last week. It was my evil twin sister who got stuck in a parallel universe and who just happens to be a splitting image of Jessica Alba. (so it goes to show that…hehehe. Oh yes. I look like Jess!) She told me she had a massive emotional breakdown due to excessive listening of Peter Cetera songs. Pfft! That’s crap! But no worries. She’ll be serving 10 years in a mental institution.

So this is the real Ma. Philippines slash lippie slash liplip slash leepee slash flipside slash philips slash pines. And there will be no ‘relapses’ from now on….

post post lng…

So I decided to write something in this blog for the first time. This is not an easy feat, I tell you. Writing your feelings, insecurities and perhaps insanities for all the cyberworld to see is pretty much mind boggling especially if I write something about this one particular person I can’t seem to get out of my head. Yes folks! My mind is once again invaded by this imbecile who I wish I have never met.

Let me begin by telling you how not right he is for me.

  • He is a confirmed ladies man.
    • Although he is “tied” up right now, I know for a fact that ladies swarm his presence. It must’ve been because he always has this aura that magnetizes possibly half of the female population within a mile radius of his presence. Yes. I am exaggerating.
  • He does not like me…
    • This alone is reason enough to let go if this sickening notion whenever I hear someone speak his name or I remember something about him or whenever I start hoping for something more.
  • After reason number two, can you honestly say that there is a need for a three?

This blog is originally intended as an outlet, a means to vent, to let go of pent up emotions but it seems it became a plea to the fates to let me off the hook…to let me off this thing that kept me hanging in a limbo. It’s time for me to stop believing in things that are never meant to be…

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