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Saturday, July 4, 2009
Postsecrets again
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Saturday, June 27, 2009
Post Father's Day Secret
Bumped into this at postsecrets.com and I kinda smiled-slash-laughed. Figure it out! Hahaha...I can almost hear you sing dad "of all the girls I've loved before..." :D
Even though sometimes you can be such a pain in the ass, I love you.
And yes, you're dang good at keeping secrets! Just don't ever hurt mom or you're effin dead. (hear the angst there in my voice? hahaha...lol..:p)
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
I Love Romeo!
not Romeo of Shakespeare.
Not Romeo who stupidly committed suicide.
(*peace shakes!*)
Tadaaa!
I love this cat! Been following him at Twitter for a while and I just can't stop laughing at his tweets. (read: updates and posts)
Here's one:
Romeothecat: Wake up tactic: Lay on female staff's shoulder and nudge her neck with my little nose. My little wet nose.
Hahaha. Of course we all know that it's his owner and not really the cat who's typing and jotting em all but who cares? It's laughable. So much what I need at the moment.
Romeo's a pug looking kitty who just has to share his everyday life together with his buddy Pugsley. I swear their blog is a must-read. They have their own events and causes for raising money to save strays and rescue animals too. Great cats I say!
Escape and Fly
You know what I really wish right now? To escape all this chaos and uncertainty in my life. I want to go to different places and just wander by myself. I want to go alone, without any companion to waste my time on attention. I just want to drive to the airport, close my eyes and point to a random location anywhere in this world! Haays, I want to unwind, to relax, to forget.
Hawaii!
I love hawaii! I want to go to hawaii! Ever since I watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall (of course despite the fact that I love Kristen Bell), I suddenly wanted to feel the sands and the tropical scenes of hawaii. I wish! I wish! (see even my blog header is hawaii-ish..haha)
The number one in my list has always been Europe; Rome, London, Venice, Milan, Italy, etc. As a writer I've always had this connection with art and serenity. As a hopeless romantic I have long wished to step my foot in the wonderful places of Europe and just trace the brick steps all around the city. I'd sit around the plaza and take pictures of everybody and keep them in my scrapbooks. When oh when?
Washington
Call me fanatic but I want to go to Forks, Washington (The location from the movie Twilight). Not because I'm in search of my prince vamp but the small town has captured me, the moss green surroundings and the small cottage homes makes me nostalgic as I also was raised in a small barrio that never ceased to rain. I love rain. And I love the peace and quiet. :)
Monday, June 8, 2009
Didn't Watch Anger Management.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Hahaha. Here's to New Life
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Finally..:)
I am a writer.
And here goes my final ode for the day:
"But welcoming the splash of the misty air made everything clear..."
In the middle of vague reality and unclear visions,
She decided to let go.
As an unfamiliar melody rings in the background,
It makes her think why she's running on sand...
As the raindrops fall beneath her feet,
The memories she kept holding on flew with the wind.
With a drop of rain and a drop of tear,
The Princess moved on.
She writes her story with "Desperado",
Pressing her face with the pillows.
The timing has come, she thought so lightly...
"You better let somebody love you, before it's too late"
And there it is,
She survived.
May 31, 2009
Cityland
7:03PM
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Glam it Up
The Breakup Bible
Mika: Why don't you give him another chance?
Ysh: I gave him a chance and her used it to be an ass.
Mika: Oookaaay, no arguments. Hahaha
"I've never given much thought to how I would die,
But dying in the place of someone I love,
Seems like a good way to go...
So, I can't bring myself to regret the decision to leave home..."
Bella's intro to the movie Twilight kept buzzing in my ears,
I don't know why the friggin' earth it knitted in me again.
Mum was here in Manila for a week and she just boarded the bus en route to Legazpi two hours ago.
She bought me a book. Sometimes, you have to hate and love moms for knowing just what you need but not knowing what you want. This pink book that shouts to my nerves and gives me the blank stare. The energy that it emits says "come and get me" but I just am too scared to touch the hotness of its color regardless the fact that it's my favorite. Maybe it's the title that gave it all.
THE BREAKUP BIBLE.
I'll read it.
I promise.
I always, always treasure every single thing that Mom gives me.
And if this helps, it will.
I read the synopsis and well, I cannot argue with the fact that
my mother is the only entity within all this universe who knows and understands the real me.
The leading character of the book is a writer, has two bestfriends, had a punctured heart by a boy who thinks he's the god of all machos. Ugh.
"Heartbreak...It's when you know it's funny but you can't laugh at all."--by the book
I am neither. But if Mom thinks that this will help,
It will...gently but surely..:)
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Drops...:)
Saturday, May 23, 2009
The Doctor's "Hayden" Cams
I'm pretty sure a lot of you has heard the latest buzz, the most-talked about, the gossips here and there. The SCANDALS.
I never gave a damn when I heard the topic drainfully being squeezed over and over again. I get garfield's unfortunate face whenever I turn on the TV and there's Dr. Hayden Kho and Sen Bong Revilla squabbling again over the widely-spread sex videos starring the doctor and various young actresses and models. I feel for the girls though, I am but an ordinary voice but hey, I am a female and this wretched monstrous doctor has tickled my femininity in a very unlikely way.
Katrina Halili, in the peak of her career, she has shown quality performances in the showbiz industry but what if she was also just a girl? A girl who happened to be smitten, trusting and surrendering to the man behind the buzz?
Mariana Del Rio, 18 yrs old, an aspiring young model-actress who decided to live and find luck here in our country-- only to crush her hopes and dreams by one pervert doctor.
And Maricar Reyes, god this girl is angelic, her graceful looks and her gentleness made me her fan the instant I saw her in the Modess commercial. I was more than shocked to see her being ruined by Kho, not that I say that the girls didn't want him at that time because apparantly, it shows that they did. But what puts my blood in damnation is the part where Dr. Hayden Kho is seen adjusting, hiding, moving, focusing the effin video camera and with all those girls unknowing...yet all ready to surrender to him.
Sometimes, this is what makes me think "Abstinence" is for the good of all mankind, or let that be a law to all proven perverts in the world. But I'm losing my point here and that was a brow-raiser I know, whatever, I just hate the people who's behind all this. Those are just THREE girls that I've known and seen hurt and ruined by Kho, I heard there are 40 vids. What a sick douchebag!
Well, well doctor...
you may have gotten a sumptuous feast for a day...remember, karma is on the way.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
When Mr. Right turns into Mr. Wrong
In my birthday post, I mentioned how I'm wondering as to what changes will come, I was curious and anxious to know what will transpire in my very tedious and tangled life. since another year has added into my tiresome age. I also claimed "stability" as my wish-come-true for this year. What do you know, God is great...All the time.:)
Let me tell you the story behind all of this. My ex has been calling me again, trying to be civil and casual with me like as if nothing happened. Oh well, I just shrugged him off since it was my birthday and him giving me a birthday greeting won't hurt my ego. He was overdoing it though, all the time acting as if he missed me so much (cut the crap!). He was trying to befriend me again. I on the other hand wasn't at all eager given the fact that I have known and heard tons of news about him when I went home to Bicol. He has become the man-slut of the world if I may say, damn him. So there, my voice was oddly melancholic than ever as he greeted me with enthusiasm. I even told my bessy Jen about how I've been receiving calls from him. God she just smirked. Bitch. :p
And so a few hours ago, right after shift I went directly to scramble my laptop for updates, emails, friendster, facebook, etc. I saw that his cousin M had received a comment from one of his exes. I sent him an SMS teasing about how he's reunited with his average-looking ex. He DENIED. But you see, the comment exchange went:
Cousin: How are you (bla bla bla) Who's your new bf?
Ex: I'm fine (bla bla bla) Your cousin got back with me, we're together again.
Cousin: Reunited? Wow, that's good! (bla blah) Who knows you two might end up together in the end.
And so imagine me rolling me eyes like there's no tomorrow. Bitter? Is it what I felt. No. Hurt? Well yeah of course there's that. But the sleeping bitch in me tingled and shook again. Revenge.
You might ask, where's "stability" there when I went all bitchy and unstable again? It's the part wherein I I can now go out and mingle with other men here and finally be able to have someone take care of me and love me like how I did with my ex. I was too reluctant and hesitant before because yeah, I honestly still have a teeny tiny hope that everything's gonna be okay. But then who cares, I am now officially single and hey, where's my welcoming committee to the world of availability?!
Hahaha!
But the manipulative Queen B isn't over with the EX yet. She has something I want, not the manwhore whom I already spit out. Something.
Keep out!
Toodles!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Vote for Sakura
Thanks!:)
http://www.babycentral.com.ph/photogallery.php?photo_id=1718
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Gramps' Lessons ;)
Da igual. Se que son tontos para entender de todos modos Ingles.
Eres tan Fea Rana!
Sambio de tema, me ha salido para el cumpleaños de mi mama. Me voy a casa pronto, nos vemos amigos!
Wait for Moi. Soon :D
Friday, April 3, 2009
Come On Mandy!
One, two, one, two
This is the life
Oh, One way, One way, or another
One way
One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'm gonna getcha I'll getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha, I'll meetcha
I will drive past your house
And if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around
One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'll getcha, I'll getcha
One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha, I'll meetcha
And if the lights are all out
I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hanging out
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another
I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya trick ya
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya trick ya trick ya trick ya
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip
I'll walk down the mall
Stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all
Find out who ya call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout
Some specials and rat food, get lost in the crowd
One way or another I'm gonna getcha
I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna getcha
I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna getcha
I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna getcha
I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
Try Again! and Again, and Again... :p
Seriously Little L, is that all you got? A friggin' friendster shout? Oh my god, like where's the PUNCH LINE?
Whale Shark?: Ugh, stupid choice of words. Who the hell gets insulted with that? It's LAUGHABLE frog-brain!
Forever VIRGIN?: Just because you slashed open your vagina for every men in the world doesn't mean I'll embrace chastity for a change. HOW CAN YOU BE SO SURE about that? Hmm...I thought you're SMART? Why don't you ask... *hahahahaha!*
Probinsyana?: That's your only basis for trying/wanting to look down on me? My goodness bitch, my house in the province is even bigger that what houses your butt here in QC. (I've seen the backgrounds of your pic bitch, is that your room? looks like my dog's) :p
Trying Hard?: Who again? Me? Hahahahahahaha!
Hallucinating?: Gosh, you're not only psychotic LHAI, you're also CORNY. (Practice Practice!)
Fatty Chiny?: Look at your TUMMY froggy! And is there such a word as CHINY? (ooohh, I thought yer a coach?) hahahahahaha! You are so effin funny! =D
You only got one thing RIGHT on that very lame and stupid shout that's supposed to be a "threat" for me. Yeah you're oh so Famous Little L, because your face is on everyone's feet. Hush Puppy hush!
Oh by the way, your "hubby" dropped by the office the other night...
God I missed him...
And how he once again held my hand...
And stroked my hair...
And whispered those words you so wanna hear...
But SORRY, he's not that of a Prince for my standards.
Still, he won't kiss you FROG. You'll forever remain UGLY and you'll die friendless and alone.
Who's Gonna Take Your "BEWARE" Now Huh?!
Remember This Day, Coz You're Gonna Regret It.
MWAH!
Try Again! and Again, and Again... :p
You Can Ring My Bell...:)
I love love love Kristen Bell! Way to go Veronica Mars! I'll be watchin out for the movie... Damn I just remembered, she's Sarah Marshall! and OMFG she's Gossip Girl too! Can't heart you enough..<3
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Green-Eyed Monster
What does it take for one to hate someone without any rock-solid, firm reason at all?
That happens right?
Just like how I started hating the promiscuous girl who’s always the star in my previous posts.
But come to think of it, I had my reasons to hate. She clearly tried to sabotage me in my own work office. That’s enough to get back with vengeance. And now she’s hibernating and hiding what’s left of her life, she knows she can’t risk further and lose. Nothing’s gonna be left.
But am I that dreadful now? Who have I become? I try not to care or so because I totally love every part of my verve right now. Just as Kelly goes, “you should know, that I get, I get what I want.”
Now, the exciting part is, Miss Itch was just a one time- big time phony. Ugh, god I hate people who cut short my happy days. I wasn’t done with you Mitch (oops) Miss Itch right? Anyway, go and never show your toothless face again.
You've nearly warmed this cold, cold heart of mine.
Now it’s this plain looking midget named JOAN (that’s no code name readers). She hates me. I don’t effin know who she is (or I never noticed. RECAP—plain looking.). And she evidently doesn’t know one hell bit about my life. Why then would she have the hating doldrums towards me?
I really don’t mind. Multiple reasons, hey Joan, did you see me kissing your boyfriend at the back aisle? Nah, I don’t think so.
We do it at the front. *wink*
If you hate me so much why do you even pass by our team bay you head case?
What? Parading your voluptuous bod? Oh yeah, crank it up coz you need a little height there, and moisturizer (want one?), a few concealers to hide your spots and blots and oh that fried-hair you have? Come’on. Heard of conditioners?
Don’t go “courting danger” babe, you’re inevitably gonna lose your cool one day.
And think of this:
Have you decided which side of your face you’re gonna show everyone when you’ve finally mustered the guts to face me? Coz maybe you don’t know that I KNOW already how you’re supposedly born to hate me. Why would I be making you famous here in my blog if I haven’t had a clue? And if I may, a follow up. Can you believe how my confidante happens to be your best friend?
Yeah, I’ve outed you, bring on out the shocked face ;)
So okay, it seems that more and more nanny-looking freaks are beginning to hate me. What’s a girl to do in a sitch like this? Smile. =)
You love me, don’t you?
Can’t read my, can’t read my, no they can’t read my poker face. :p
Does that make me a bitch? Maybe it does. I'm harder and less forgiving than I used to be.
Don't expect me to apologize for it.
Toodles!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
The L Word
Finally!
Hahaha. I am so excited to post this!
My bessy J finally saw the horrid-frog-looking Little L!
Maybe some of you would raise eyebrows by now as to why I'm still bitchin over the ugly hoe. I just don't get tired of ENJOYMENT girls. :D Enjoy the show.
So there, my best friend was having a date with her boyfriend at this resto somewhere out there (hehe) and my my, who do they bump to? Little L and her "hubby". How sweet, they're having a date and with candles lit everywhere. Too bad the candle flames made Little L look like Shrek. :D
Remember Froggy, just when you thought you had your quiet, destiny yet but brings again the Bitches who'll ruin your peace. And next time, wear something we can call "Class"
What's it gonna be girlie girl?
As V.Mars always say...
Do you even have to ask?
Nah.
It Might Be You
I do.
I believe so that “it NEVER dies”.
Unfair it may seem if I’m talking about this when I’m committed or exclusively dating someone.
But I’m not.
And I don’t.
So how did I end up relinquishing again these cloaked memories of my first love? Simply because of his name popping up in my cellphone’s inbox.
Again.
Let’s call him Enzo.
He’s my high school classmate and one of the members of my “all-boy” crew when I was in my seniors (yeah, so punk it up y’all! haha). You see, I was not the “kikay-alash-overly-maarte-and-without-a-nut-brain” type in high school. I was one of the boys. Yet, I dress-up, puts on make-up, screams when my hottie crushes pass by, and eternally loves the color pink. I wondered why on a group of eighteen boys, I was declared their princess. It’s a no-brainer, I was their Queen B. ;)
I taught freshmen girls on cheer-leading competitions, I was often called “ate” by the sophomores and the juniors battled for my attention (of course, their crushes happen to belong in my gang, duh-uh). My senior batch knows me well too (They get to read my articles in the school paper always, and mind-you I was the Miss Match of my batch, rhymes huh :D) Anyway, There was this sophomore who came to me and eagerly showed her interest towards Enzo, I never knew by then that he and I will be “US” someday. So I served as the bridge. And for two months, they began to rattle my brains as to why I felt uneasy when seeing them together. It felt awkward. I so thought it was just another queasy crushing but as months staggered by, it grew into a monstrous feeling that I can’t hide anymore.
But after graduation, I never saw him again. Until one text message disturbed the sleeping love bird inside of me. As they say, “the rest is history…”
It lasted for eight months. On and off. Well, that’s life (sucks big time!)
I’ve met other guys after Enzo literally disappeared in my life, but as how life sucks, isn’t as hell bad as how memories stab you traitorously. I flip every time I hear Stephen Bishop’s It Might Be You, I feel a sting whenever I smell Bench’s Wired, I stiffen every time I read his name, be it on the credits of a movie’s ending or just plainly a name of a passing Jeepney. Believe it or not, it gets me every time.
But yeah, I can honestly attest that I’ve moved on. Pinky swear.
I just can’t forget the boy with the handsomely brown eyes. I remember one night we went out with friends for a drink. He laid his head on my lap, closed his eyes and asked me to touch his face. I gently stroked every inch of the contours of his face with my fingers… his nose, his eyes, his eyebrows, his lips… letting out a silent promise that I’ll never ever forget how beautiful he is and how much I love him.
Damn I never did forget. Why did I ever make that stupid promise?
I’ve had another boyfriend after him, and I loved him. I never lied every time he would ask me if I still love Enzo, I said “I don’t”. It’s true, but I just never forgot every thing about him. Ever heard of the song “I remember the boy, but I don’t remember the feeling anymore…”?
Now.
Present.
He’s sent me another message. I don’t want to think impulsively because I don’t want to undergo that horribly unpleasant “moving on” that I had to go through. But damn this heart starts barking again. Why Lord?
I guess it really is true. First love never (ever) dies.
Ugh, bummer.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Itch Much?
I like to repeat this over and over again...
This original quote of mine seems to be working with my bitching all the time..
No, not Little L this time, spare her the agony will ya?
Let's call her Miss Itch- Nope, not that she's oversexed or what...The name goes on. :D
Here goes your daily doze of wisdom from Y...
IF YOU WANNA MESS WITH A BITCH
BE ONE FIRST
BUT OH MY EFFIN GOD,
WITH YOUR FACE LOOKIN' LIKE THAT?
YOU
CAN
NEVER
BE.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Chuck and V.
Eeeeeeeeehhhhhhh!!!!!!
I'm not a fan of these real life couple but then again...tsk. What can I do but sigh.
Looks like they're still going strong! Gossip Girl co-stars and real-life couple Ed Westwick and Jessica Szohr were spotted drinking champagne in a cabana by the pool at the Mondrian Hotel in Miami Beach, People magazine reports.
In town to host a party, Jessica (Vanessa Abrams) and her Gossip Girl boyfriend Ed (Chuck Bass) "were having a great time, laughing and hanging close together."
Szohr would run back and forth from the cabana into the hotel, changing clothes and keeping her head covered as it rained a bit.- Gossip Girl Insider
