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Signing out

2006-03-31T04:48:00.000+08:00

Umm.

I've switched to Livejournal.

If you still want to read more of my rants, raves and realizations on the meaning of life and chocolate pocky, you can find them in my new blog: And Then There Was Light

Ok. That's it then.

i'm home!

2005-07-23T15:23:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, July 22, is the day when I decided to take the risk. So I jumped.

And now, my dream has finally turned into reality.

What made me do it?

I'm not sure what possessed me really.

I just had the feeling that I'd lose something very important if I didn't jump soon. And for some reason, that feeling scared me like never before.

I'm sure that it won't always be smooth-sailing. I'm sure that life isn't like a dream where everything's always so peachy. I'm sure that at one time or another, one or the both of us would want to get out of this. But, I'm also sure that if I didn't tell him the things I've always wanted to say to him, I would've regretted it for the rest of my life.

It's so sudden, I know. Even I'm surprised and scared at the suddenness(sp?) of it all. Like everything fell into place. Just. Like. That. But when I think about it, it all makes sense.

Because you see, when you finally realize that this is the one person you want to spend the rest of your life with, you'd want the rest of your life to begin right away.

I love him. No, it's not because I'm lonely. It's not because he's the epitome of that "Somebody". It's not because he's everything I've always wanted, as well as everything I've always detested. And it's not because he's the guy who appeared in my dreams before I even met him.

I love him just because I do. And somehow, loving him felt right.

I'm young, I'm aware of that. I know that I don't know much about the world. But I love him.

And that may be all I need, and all there is, to know.

somebody's here

2005-06-30T19:22:00.000+08:00

Do you believe in me?
I'm yours, you're mine
and though you refuse to see
I'll be behind

*******

Are you gonna stay with the one who loves you?
Or are you going back to the one you love?

*******

Your face lights up the sky on the highway.
Someday, you'll share your world with me someday.
You mesmerize me with diamond eyes;
I try to fool myself to think I'll be alright.
But I am losing all control -
My mind, my heart, my body and my soul

Never in my life have I been more sure,
So come on up to me and close the door.
Nobody's made me feel this way before;
You're everything I wanted and more.

To speak or not to; where to begin.
The way dilemmas I'm finding myself in.
For all I know you only see me as a friend.
I try to tell myself wake up fool; this fairy tale's got to end.

Never in my life have I been more sure,
So come on up to me and close the door.
Nobody's made me feel this way before;

You're everything I wanted... and more.

*******

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who’ll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
He’ll get my support
He will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
He’ll hear me out
And won’t easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact he’ll often disagree
But at the end of it all
He will understand me

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who’ll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don’t want to be tied
To anyone’s strings
I’m carefully trying to steer clear of those things
But when I’m asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I’ll get away with it

*******

Dorothy said, "There's no place like home."

Some random guy left us with, "Home is where the heart is."

True, true. And a lot of people believe in those quotes. Me? Well, personally, I believe most in Dory.

Dory: I know it's there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I... I'm home!

And it's really there. Like... magic. It's actually magic. I just know it. I finally found home.

Tadaima.

PPV

2005-06-17T22:16:00.000+08:00

Warning: R-18

Read at your own risk.

It`s a given that all local channels here only show Japanese programs. As for cable, well, we only have limited stuff so there's no TFC, Nickelodeon, etc. The only channels that provide English shows are Cartoon Network, Fox and AXN. Minsan nga kahit yung Fox at AXN may Japanese dubbing e. Bleh.

A month ago, napurga nako sa 3 channels na yun. Ayoko na. Tama na. It's time to move on... to other channels. I hoped that there could be more stations that had English shows on it so did what I had to do.

I channel-surfed.

That's when I chanced (hoo, chanced daw) upon the pay-per-view channels.

Surprise, surpise.

I saw porn. Lots of porn.

Hardcore. Hetero. Yuri. Fetishes. You get the idea.

Being the curious (curious lang ba talaga?) person that I am, I decided to check some out even for a few seconds before the screen blacks out. (ganun pala yun no? they just give you 10-15 seconds to decide whether you like the preview or not, tapos pag hindi mo pinindot yung "select" button sa remote, magblablack-out na yung screen. then you click the remote again and check out the other channels. Heh.)

So ayun, I watched. For behavioral studies and educational purposes, of course.

(Yeah, right.)

Ang weird nga e. Syempre iba-iba yung mga setting. Meron sa kwarto, kusina, elevator at meron sa TREN. Oo, sa tren. Kung saan may ibang mga tao. Nung una kong nakita yon, nagulat nga ako e. Ano yun, ni-rentahan nila yung buong tren para lang ma-shoot yung video na yun? Kasi, malamang naman na set-up lang yung mga situations na yun. Imposible naman na biglang may gagalaw sayo sa tren at walang makakapansin o wala man lang tutulong sayo diba? Diba?!

Still, i wonder...

Napaisip tuloy ako. Sa atin kasi, yung mga Pinay na nasa bold movies, may mga dahilan kaya sumabak sa hubaran: a.)kelangan kumita ng pera, b.)feeling nila e form of expression yun ng kanilang art ek ek, c.)gusto lang nilang mag-artista kaya ginawa nilang stepping stone ang paghuhubad at d.)di naman talaga ginustong malagay ang kanilang hubad na katawan sa mga piratang vcd at nabiktima lang pala sila ng mga hidden cameras nang mag-motel sila ng mga boyfriend nila.

E dito kaya sa Japan? May mga rason den kaya itong mga Haponesa na'to?

Kelangan lang din kaya nila ng pera? Gusto rin kaya nilang sumikat? O sadyang tawag lang talaga ng laman? At iyong mga scenarios sa mga palabas, set-up lang kaya talaga lahat ng yun? Wala man lang bang nabiktima talaga? Malay ba ng mga tao dito kung totohanang rape na pala yun e enjoy paren sila sa panonood. At magkano nga kaya ang ibinayad ng production team sa train company na yun para makapag-shoot sila ng sex scene sa loob ng tren?

Tapos meron pang ibang palabas na di ko malaman kung pano nasisikmura ng mga hapon panoorin. Yung kakaibang mga fetishes. Andun na yung sadomasochism, pag-gamit ng garapal na mga sex toys, pag close-up sa mukha ng mga babae habang umiiyak sila... and so on. Eww. Sick. Very, very sick. I suddenly had the urge to hurl. It was at that point when I clicked the remote back to cartoon network.

Dahil sa panonood kong iyon, may na-realize ako. (Gaga, kung ano man yang maduming iniisip mo, hindi yun.)

Sadyang may voyeuristic tendencies ang tao. Hindi lang pala manyak o tigang na mga tao ang may ganang manood ng porn. There will always be that one voice at the back of your head that'll tell you to look. To watch. And at one point or another, you'll give in. Maybe not now, but you WILL. It's instinct. It's in our nature to be curious . Even if we know that giving in to this sort of curiosity is a sign of weakness.

But once in a while, I think it's okay.

Just because it's this weakness which makes us human.

Rants, raves, and a whole lot of realizations

2005-06-10T15:15:00.000+08:00

In your eyes, people see life... You see yourself
as just an average person! You enjoy life, love
wildlife, but also enjoy time with those who
know you best. You like to get outdoors and let
your mind wander over all of the mysteries god
gave to you. You don't really have a certain
sanctuary because you're so well-rounded, but
you like having fun and adventures, but can
also be found sitting quietly about, reading a
book. You have a pretty good life ahead of you,
never trade it for anything else :)

What Lies Behind Your Eyes?
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Life? What life?! I have no life.

What I have is a job that takes up most of my time. And during the hours that I'm not working? I sleep.

I live in a cruel, cruel world.

Argh. I hate my job.

It's crappy and redundant and eye-straining and oh God, I'm getting back cramps. Back cramps! At 17!

I'm practically still a kid, demmit!!

Bah, I sure hope the paycheck's worth all the pain and effort.

And when I say effort, I mean EFFORT.

I swear a lot of my co-workers are out to get me fired. And they're Filipinas! Where's the love for their kababayan, their fellow Filipina?!

Traitors.

But really, those things doesn't affect me that much. Nope, I wouldn't mind all of that all. Backstabbers? I could ignore them. Back pain? Hah, there's Alaxan for that.

I could just be the perfect little worker bee.

If only there wasn't this guy that I'm crushing on.

A Japanese guy 7 years my senior, an engineer and who friggin' looks like Harry Potter.

This is ridiculous.

I travel God-knows-how-many miles away from the Philippines, away from God-knows-how-many glassboys that I incidentally stalk, live among God-knows-how-many cute Japanese guys who DON'T have glasses and still end up liking a guy who WEARS a maroon-framed one. And he doesn't even smell good. He smells like sweat and sun and soap and machinery all mixed together.

Unbelievable.

Of course, it doesn't help that there's also this really, really pretty half-Japanese, half-Brazilian 15 year old who's also crushing on him.

Hmm... wonder who'd he prefer? A stick-shaped Filipina who doesn't understand Nihonggo, has wire-like hair and wears retainers AND braces, OR a kawaii Brazilian who looks Japanese, not to mention SPEAKS Nihonggo, and who has oh-so-shiny raven hair and perfect smile?

Hmm. Tricky.

Hah, as if there's any competition in the first place.

...

....

.....

I hate her.

She's practically a Mary Sue. She's just so... perfect. And everybody just loooooves her.

Hah. See? What's there not to hate?

Umm.

She even has this sweet voice that goes quite well for her. While all I have is this... deep, masculine sound that comes out of my throat.

What, me? Insecure?

Pfsh. You have no idea.

I hate her because she's pretty and well-liked. I hate her because she's everything I'm not. Hah, now that says a lot about my personality.

I have turned into a bitter, bitter cow.

I'm sorry but I couldn't help it. It's as if all my insecurities feed off of her perfect little face.

The green-eyed monster's on a roll.

I should stop. I know I shouldn't compare myself to her. I know that this kind of thinking will ruin me. I know I should stop.

But I can't. I just can't.

My annual depression is starting to kick in once again.

Only this time, I'm God-knows-how-many miles away from the very people whom I can talk to about this.

This time, only I can help myself.

I can get through this. And I will.

It's about time I finally do things on my own. I do believe it's also about time I become a little.. dare I say, mature? I actually am turning 18 in a few months.

Well.

Maybe I'm not such a kid after all.

I got it!

2005-05-31T21:04:00.000+08:00

Guys, this is it.

I chose to leave the life I had as an Atenean to follow my heart's burning desire.

I decided to become a paid-by-the-hour-worker in a cellphone factory.

...

....

.....

Nah, not really.

But seriously, I'm now working in a cellphone factory as a... umm... someone who puts keypad pieces together. From 8 AM to 5 PM. With only a one-hour lunch break and a couple of five-minute breaks in between.

Ooh, fun.

And oh God, my back. My poor, aching back.

But hey, that's 750 yen per hour, 7500 yen a day. Convert that to Philippine peso, and what do I get?!

3,500 pesos A DAY.

That`s even more than the allowance I get in the Philippines for a week.

And the job isn't that bad either. I sit while working, which is the reason why I'm now whining about my back, but it sure is better than standing for HOURS.

But then again, why the hell should I complain when I'm getting paid for it?!

Moral lesson: Never look down on people with blue-collared jobs, especially factory workers. You might not know it, but they earn more than you do.

I missed these... ^______^

2005-05-24T22:07:00.000+08:00

What You Really Think Of Your Friends

Lilli Mae is your soulmate.

You truly love Jlyn.

You consider Neal your true friend.

You know that Juls is always thinking of you.

You'll remember Shayne for the rest of your life.

You secretly think Karl is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.

You secretly think that Nel is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.

You secretly think that Kate is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Kate changes lovers faster than underwear.

You secretly think Issa is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Issa has a hidden internet romance.

What Do You Think of Your Friends?

Kate?! Hmm.. if that`s true, well... *gasp!* ilang beses kang nagpapalit ng underwear sa isang taon?! Hahahahahahaha.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

Your Dominant Thinking Style:

Visioning

You are very insightful and tend to make decisions based on your insights.
You focus on how things should be - even if you haven't worked out the details.

An idealist, thinking of the future helps you guide your path.
You tend to give others long-term direction and momentum.

Your Secondary Thinking Style:

Modifying

Super logical and rational, you consider every fact available to you.
You don't make rash decisions and are rarely moved by emotion.

You prefer what's known and proven - to the new and untested.
You tend to ground those around you and add stability.

What's Your Thinking Style?

Your #1 Match: ENFP

The Inspirer

You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.
You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.
Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.
You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!

You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.

What's Your Personality Type?

Your Birthdate: August 7

Born on the 7th day of month gives you a tendency to be something of a perfectionist and makes you more individualistic in many ways.

Your mind is good at deep mental analysis and complicated reasoning.

You are very psychic and sensitive, and you should usually follow your hunches.

You may not take orders too well, so you may want to work alone or in a situation where you can be the boss.

This birthday gives a tendency to be somewhat self-centered and a little stubborn.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Dream? More likely a nightmare!!

2005-05-14T01:41:00.000+08:00

Dreamboy: an actually good concept for a movie, but sadly didn`t pull it off all throughout. The characters weren`t really developed well and a lot of the lines seemed so unreal. If I`m not mistaken, Piolo`s portrayal of a bad boy (aka Dreamboy #2) is suspiciously a parody of Robin Padilla`s previous roles. Like scenes from Maging Sino Ka Man gone horribly twisted. More twisted than the original, if that`s even possible. While that part was shown, half the time I was screaming (yes! screaming!!), "Is this a Robin Padilla movie incarnate????"

I personally think the bad points started with the choice of cast. The Piolo-Bea tandem did not have chemistry in it. I mean, she`s just 18!! and he`s what? 30++??? Although I was never one who puts down May-December affairs (hello? My mom`s 10 years older than my step-dad!), this time... It. Just. Didn`t. Work.

The ending was a pretty good twist though, and I`m inclined to give points for it. Honestly, I didn`t expect it. Maybe it`s because instead of focusing on the movie, my head was swimming with thoughts like, "Seriously, this film is fucked-up!!" Sure, I guess it was supposed to keep the audience in suspense, but still. In the middle of the film, instead of making me excited to know what the hell was going on in the movie, I was just left plainly confused. Hey, call me shallow or stupid for not liking the hard thinking the film has put me through, it doesn`t change the fact that my head still swam about up until the revelation in the end. Not that I would prefer something in-your-fuckin`-face like Let The Love Begin. It`s nice that Star Cinema attempted on something less simple. I just wish they didn`t try so hard on making something so damn complex. Or maybe it isn`t really, but they made it seem like it is.

Hell, I`m not sure what they wanted to do in the first place.

I`m being bitchy and not very nice, I know that. But you see, you have to excuse me. My head is still hurting after Bea`s last (well, almost last) line in the movie.

Piolo: I. Love. You.

Bea: Ang baduy! Doon ka na lang sa mga "coconuts" mo!

What the friggin` hell???

Hindi ba pwedeng simpleng "buko" nalang ang sinabi niya??? Bakit pina-arteng coconuts pa???

At oo na, hindi ko na ikakailang mas gusto ko kung yung si AJ nalang yung nakatuluyan ni Bea. Because really, based on the unwritten and unspoken (not to mention my made-up) rule of fiction, whoever guy was introduced to the audience first gets the girl.

Besides, AJ`s a lot cuter. And Piolo`s gay anyway. Don`t you agree?

Argh.

To think that I actually postponed reading this really really good fic just to watch that movie.

I should`ve known better.

Moral lesson: If ever you`re faced with the choice of either continuing reading a ridiculously good story (as proven by its 75 reviews in spite of it having only 4 chapters) and watching a ridiculously and cheesily titled movie (Dreamboy?! Oh come on Star Cinema, you know you can do better than that!!!), choose the former. Chances are, the movie is half-crap and before you know it, you`ve already wasted precious time trying to decipher what the fuck is going on in the film when you could`ve finished reading something so great it should win a Pulitzer. Or even a Palanca.

As for me, I never thought a love story could be that confusing and I just hope I never have to watch the movie ever again.

I`m sorry for being so harsh. I`m just dissapointed after expecting so much from Star Cinema. After all, they`ve produced kick-ass titles such as Got 2 Believe, Kung Ako Na Lang Sana, Now That I Have You and Dahil Mahal na Mahal Kita. I guess I thought this movie would be more of the same.

The DEED is done

2005-05-09T00:59:00.000+08:00

I did it.

I really did it.

Ginawa ko na ang isa sa bagay na hindi ko inakalang gagawin ko sa tanangbuhay ko.

Nangyari na, at inaamin ko, hindi ako nagsisisi na ginawa ko yun. Okay rin naman e, kahit papaano. Hindi naman ganoon kasama, kung iisipin mo.

Ano nga bang pinagsasabi ko? Sige na, aaminin ko na. There`s no use denying it.

Nanood ako ng Hiram.

Ahahahahahaha.

Yes, people. Yung telenobela sa abs-cbn. Meron kasing Filipina dito na nagrerecord sa VHS ng episodes ng Hiram thru TFC. Ayun, nagrerenta si Mommy ng tapes. At malamang, dahil walang ibang Pinoy na palabas dito, nanood ako.

And in all fairness, maganda naman pala. Marunong talagang gumawa ng quality soap operas ang abs-cbn. And coming from a gma fan like me, that`s saying something.

Pero isa lang ang masasabi ko: kahit gaano man kaganda ang mga telenobelang ipinalalabas ngayon, higit pa dun ang gagawin ko balang araw.

Just you wait.

Muahahahahahahaha!!!! Muahaha-- *cough*ahemm*cough*

Umm, ehehehe. Never mind. ^_____^

Fast Update

2005-04-30T00:15:00.000+08:00

Okay. As the title of this entry suggests, this is a, uh, fast update on what goes on in my life right now (if anyone would bother to care):

>I`m currently in Japan and would be staying here `til October or until they finally change my surname into Ishikawa.

>I`m still can`t speak nor read Nihonggo as much as I would like to and that means: a.) I can`t understand what the people here are saying, and b.) there goes my plan of having a summer fling (because really, how will I know what he`s saying??)

>I gained 4 kilos in two weeks (ang sarap talaga ng pagkain dito!). Multiply that by the number of weeks I`ll be staying here. I`ll be a fatty when I get back. Hey, now there`s a first!

>My mom and I are already at each other`s throats and it hasn`t even been a month yet.

>I`ll be on leave from school and would only return for the 2nd sem, which also means I`ll be an irregular. Well, bye-bye blockmates... :(

>And hey! I`ll start working at this God-knows-what factory on the 2nd week of May. Work = Money. I`ll have my own money, people!! I can then buy whatever I want!

Okay, okay. Fine. I can also buy you people pasalubong by then. Hmph. Haha.

Haaaay. I`m feeling homesick already.

Here`s to me missing my hometown...

Mabuhay ang Pilipinas!! Mabuhay!!

Prediction ba ito?

2005-04-04T09:19:00.000+08:00

Your Colorful Life in the OPM Industry by mireille_akiko
You are..
You are a member of..	Sponge Cola
Your alternate band is..	Kjwan
Your bestfriend is..	Raimund Marasigan
Your boyfriend is..	Raymond Fabul
But unfortunately..	he killed himself.
So you'll marry..	Yanny Yuzon
The number of children you'll have:	0
You'll name your first child..	Sayaka
And you'll form a band together called..	Nuzoy

Quiz created with MemeGen!

Aba aba!! Raimund Marasigan + Raymond Fabul + Yanny Yuzon?!

Pwede!

Ang saya naman ng buhay kung ganon. But no! What's this? Papangalanan namin sana ni Yanny (Hi Direk! Ikakasal ka na!) na Sayaka ang first child namin kaso hindi naman kami magkakaanak kahit kelan?

Kawawang Sayaka.

I love this meme!

John and Poch: a comparison. ^__^

2005-04-03T01:34:00.000+08:00

Note: Pictures were taken on their senior year in highschool. Subjects' looks may vary at present. READ: IBA NA ANG ITSURA NI JOHN NGAYON.

Name: John Vianney Z. Isiderio
Nickname: Isi
Year and Course: incoming ECE sophomore
Classification: geek
Interests: listening to rock music, playing the bass guitar, studying
Other notes: Wears braces and sports his wavy long hair in a pony tail nowadays. Still wears glasses though.

Name: Juan Pocholo F. Trias
Nickname: Poch
Year and Course: incoming sophomore; course unknown
Classification: assh*le
Interests: ??
Other notes: My English blockmate, but only for the first sem (Got relocated? Not sure). In accordance to his pics, he still looks more or less the same.

Go ahead. Compare them. Note their GREAT DIFFERENCES.

Hahahahahahahahahaha.

Tama ka, Kate. Bading talaga ako.

At hayan, dinala ko na dito sa blog ang kabadingan ko.

Oi, to clarify things, wala akong connection sa mga nilalang na nabanggit. Mga crush ko lang sila. Wala kaming relasyon, ok? Although, I wish! Haha.

Ang laki ng kaibahan nila, no? Makes you wonder what they have in common that made me both like them. The first one's the silent, studious type. I've often seen him by a stone bench in "Luneta" reading a hand-out, listening to his player or talking to Jacko, the guy in a wheelchair. Based on my observations (or data gathered from my stalking, you choose), he's nice though somewhat shy. He doesn't talk to new acquaintances all that much. My friend Romir can attest to that.

The second guy is a bastard. Yes, I think he's pretty cute but I also think he's a bastard. Correction, I don't just think. I know. He assumes too much, not to mention that he (mis)judges people all too easily without even making an effort to get to know them first. I admit. My judgment is prejudiced. Still. I stand by my belief, even if said belief is just a fallacy. However, I can't change the fact that he looks ok. So. A crush is a crush, no matter how much of a bastard he is.

On a final note, mas gusto ko naman si John. Kahit hindi naman ganun ka-ok yung itsura niya (umm.. that sounded so insulting and so wrong. I'm sorry. I don't know how to re-phrase it.), mas matino naman siya di hamak. Kaso may isang problema.

Sana nga lang magkakilala kami.

Hahahahahahahahaha.

Pangarap ng isang simpleng tao

2005-04-01T20:22:00.000+08:00

Argh. I am now officially obsessed with Full House.

I've already watched the entire series (bought it at Tutuban for 500 pesos. ^__^) and I still can't get enough of it.

Sobrang ganda talaga!!!!!!

Wala. Wala nakong masabi. Ang galing. Ito ang tipo ng palabas na kung kelan mabigat na ang nararamdaman mo dahil may mga kadramahan nang nagaganap, bigla na lang nila sisingitan ng mga nakakatawang eksena. Kaya naman enjoy talaga!!

Matatawa, maaawa, maiiyak at maiinis ka sa LAHAT ng mga characters. Lahat sila may kani-kaniyang strengths and weaknesses. Yung si Jesse, sa sobrang bait e may pagka-martir na, pero isa pa rin siyang matikas na nilalang. Si Justin naman, isang malaking kupal pero nakakakilig kapag inalagaan na niya si Jesse. Si Loraine na isang user-friendly bitch pero sa medyo dulo ng istorya e maiintindihan mo na kung bakit siya ganun. At si gwapong-gwapong Luigi na isa pang martir hanggang ata sa 2nd to the last episode.

Bilib talaga ako sa cast at prod team ng series na'to. Subtitled lang ang napanood ko at kahit na minsan e mali-mali ang spelling at grammar ng subtitles at Korean names ang tawag nila sa isa't-isa wala akong reklamo. Idol, ah hindi, Master talaga sila.

Haaaay. Ayan, mas lalo ko na tuloy gustong tuparin ang mga pangarap ko. Marami akong gustong gawin pagka-graduate ko, kasama na doon ang magtrabaho sa isang magazine, ang maging bahagi ng prod team sa mga pelikula, at ang maging isang dubber. Wala akong pakialam kung anong klaseng dubber, mapa-telenobela man yan o anime. Elementary pa lang ako gusto ko nang sumabak sa dubbing. Ibang klase kasi ang mapakinggan ang sarili mong boses na ginagamit ng iba't-ibang characters, lalo na kung iyong mga tipong animated characters pa. Isang mababaw na mithiin lang ito kung tutuusin pero napakalaking bagay na nito para sa akin. Katulad ng pagdu-dub, may isa pa akong gustong gawin. At ito na marahil ang isa sa mga pinakamalalaki kong pangarap.

Gusto kong makagawa ng isang sobrang gandang telenobela. Magdirect ng series o magsulat ng script- hindi ko pa alam kung ano ang pwede kong gawin. Basta gusto kong maging isa sa mga responsable sa pagbuo ng isang astig na telenobela. Iyong bang tipong sabay mong mapapatawa, mapapaiyak at maiinis ang mga manonood kapag napanood nila yun. Ang telenobelang nais kong gawin ay yung hindi lamang mga nanay at katulong na walang magawa ang gusto manood, kundi kahit pa yung mga tambay sa kanto e titigil sa pag-inom para panoorin lang ang telenobela ko. Iyong klase ng palabas na panonoorin ng kahit anong klaseng nilalang, conyo man o skwater, tapos pagtsitsismisan pa nila pagkatapos. Gusto kong gumawa ng isang telenobela na pag-uusapan ng buong bayan sa sobrang ganda nito.

Oo na, sige na wag niyo nang pigilan ang pagtawa ninyo. Alam kong natatawa na kayo dahil sa pangarap kong ito. Pero gaya nga ng sinabi ko kanina, walang kaso sa akin kung mababaw lang tingin ninyo sa akin. Basta, ito ang gusto ko.

Ito ang pangarap ko.

At balang araw, tutuparin ko ang lahat ng ito.

Reviews

2005-03-29T19:04:00.000+08:00

I bought a previously owned book for 200 pesos from the National Bookstore in Cubao. Albeit cheesily named Love Stuck, I first thought it was sort of promising because of its tagline, "A novel with one girl, two blokes and three endings". Naturally, being the curious (not to mention gullible) girl that I am, I bought it thinking that the "choose your own ending" style was new, refreshing and interesting.

30 minutes and 37 pages into the book later, I stupidly realize how wrong I was.

First of all, the heroine- Jess aka the self-professed epitome of the failed Cosmo woman- was pathetic. Now, I'd normally have sympathy with those kind of characters. Actually, a lot of my favorite female characters were the disgraceful, blundering type so I thought that maybe I coukd grow to like this Jess. Unfortunately, Jess happened to be not only a needy and assuming girlfriend, but also appeared to be trying too hard on everything as well.

She's just so annoyingly pathetic that if I try to list down the reasons why she's not really likeable, I'd be typing here for hours. It's as if Jess is a prototype of Bridget Jones gone horribly wrong. At least Bridget has a decent and decent-paying job. Jess is a complete failure in love and life in general. Another thing is that the book is too British for me to relate to it. I found some of the words, and maybe even some of the 'customs', hard to identify with which is probably one of the main reasons, aside from Jess' crappy character, why I found the book sucky. The only good thing about it, more like it's saving grace, is the story's 3rd alternate ending/epilogue, where she didn't end up with the 2 'blokes' and instead got together with her guy friend whom she was sending letters to throughout the story's entirety.

All in all, Love Stuck is waste of good money but if you favor needy, whiny and desperate girls and have a certain grasp on the British culture or you have nothing else to do with your lives (just like me), then by all means buy this book and read it for yourselves.

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As much as I would like to deny it, I am a fan of Claudine Baretto movies. Maybe it's because she knows how to pick the good roles and the stories that have decent plots. Or maybe it's her ability to adapt to different scenarios or it also could be because she skillfuly provides whatever the role calls for. She could play the role of a conservative girl from the province as well as the role of rich and slutty city girl- unlike Judy Ann Santos who for the life of her can never pull it off. (God, I can't believe I am actually discussing this!)

Anyway, the reason I've mention these certain preferences is because I just watched Dahil Mahal na Mahal Kita- arguably Claudine Baretto's best movie with her having the lead role. Again, I am at loss for words. The plot, the characterizations, the reality of it all- everything was brilliant.

I especially loved Deither Ocampo's character, Ryan- Mela's (Baretto) ex-boyfriend who couldn't seem to forget her and continued to hope that she would one day come back to him. That is, until their GradBall where he finally let Miguel (Yan) have Mela and even threatened him, albeit smilingly, that if ever Miguel loses Mela again, he would personally take her and would never return her to him again. The part I particularly liked is when Mela, while dancing with Miguel, said thank you to Ryan and Ryan just smiled but then cried when he turned his back to the dancing couple. Seeing Ryan aka Mr. Bad Boy of the campus reduced to tears just shows that guys really are softies when it comes to love. Of course, this is just a blatant generalization and may not apply to everyone.

The plot may be cliche but the good acting and screenplay made it worth watching. Nevertheless, I believe Dahil Mahal na Mahal Kita is a great addition to my VCD (sorry, I can't afford a DVD. Hehe.) collection. And the best part? I got it on sale for only 75 pesos. ^___^

Lenten musings

2005-03-26T20:32:00.000+08:00

Today is Black Saturday.

I know that it's late for this kind of entry as the week's ending already. It's just that... well.... I've been thinking about my Christian duties and how I've neglected them for so long.

No, there weren't great changes or life-altering events that made me realize this. I admit, small miracles occurred to me before (like when I got home safely in spite of a heavy downpour) but I never gave them much thought, although I have been thankful for them.

I watched "In the beginning" at Studio 23 last night and marveled at how powerful the actors portrayed their characters. In the silent reflections of Joseph, in the angry voice of Joshua and even in the hesitations of Moses on taking responsibility-- one can see the intensity and the effort of each actor into making his character convinicing. And I admit, I was convinced but it wasn't because of the technique the actor's used. No, I don't think the actors used any technique at all. I think that the reason the actors managed to make their characters believable is that they molded their characters based on their own beliefs. It was their faith- that what they were presenting actually happened to real people long ago, real people that believed in God- that made them slip easily into their roles because they themselves also believe that there is a God and He made such great sacrifices just so we can live.

It was that particular scene where Moses brought the Table of Ten Commandments that made me realize just how much God has given us, and in return, He only asks us to keep these 10 Commandments of His. He has given so much, and He asked for so little. Obeying His commandments is such a small price to pay in exchange for eternal salvation. His commandments aren't even very difficult to accomplish. Still, if what He's asking for isn't all that hard to do, why then can't we do this for Him?

After everything He's done for us, it's only right that we obey in return. As what the prophet Samuel once told King Saul, "Obedience, not sacrifice." Even if give everything we have to the needy, the deed is inadequate if we disobey His laws. However, the keeping His commandments isn't quite enough also, beacause we have lots of other duties as well, but it's small step towards His grace.

And it's a step I'm willing to make.

I was bored. Here are the consequences.

2005-03-21T14:12:00.000+08:00

Basics:

1. Full Name: Arianne Abayan Ronquillo
2. Your nickname: Yani/Yan-yan
3. Birthday: August 7, 1987
4. Place of Birth: Quezon City
5. Zodiac Sign: Leo
6. Male or Female: Female
7. Grade: Incoming College Sophomore
8. School: Ateneo de Manila University
9. Occupation: Queen of Self-inflicted Drama
10. Residence: Novaliches bayan
11. Screen Name(s): Aira/Bekbek

Your Appearance:

12. Hair Color: Black
13. Hair Long or Short: Long
14. Eye Color: Dark brown
16. Height: 5'2"
17. Weight: 35 kg
18. Shoe Size: 6 1/2
19. Braces?: Lower half of teeth (I’m using retainers on the upper half)
20. Glasses?: just in class (because I sometimes can’t read what’s on the friggin’ blackboard especially when I’m seated at the back)
21. Piercings: 2
22. Tattoos: No, thank you.
23. Righty or Lefty: Righty

Your 'Firsts'...

24. First Kiss: junior year in highschool, with my 2nd boyfriend
25. First B.F/ G.F: Karl. Haha!
26. First best friend: Girlie aka Saicho.
27. First Award: 1st Place in Patimpalak Bigkasan back in Nursery school. Haha.
28. First Sport You Joined: Remote Control clicking. (it is a sport demmit!)
29. first pet: A dog named Brownie (who died unfortunately after eating a beehive *sniff*)
30. First Vacation: Ormoc, Leyte.
31. First Concert: I don't remember..
32. First Love: The 2nd boyfriend. No, you can’t make me say his name. Haha.

Favorites:

33. Movie: My Sassy Girl
34. TV Show: a Korean soap opera entitled “Winter Sonata”
35. Color: Blue
36. Band: Parokya ni Edgar
37. Song: Longer Than
38. Food: Ebi sushi, McDonald’s twister fries
39. Drink: Sago’t gulaman from McAndre’s
40. Candy: Peter’s Butter Ball
41. Sport To Play: Again, I say remote control-clicking.
42. Sport To Watch: Basketball, Soccer
43. Brand Of Clothing: None. I actually prefer that my clothes aren’t branded.
44. Store: Any
45. School Program: What?
46. Animal: Felines
47. Book: Hot Summer Nights (ironically, it’s not what you think), Drama Queen
48. Magazine: Questor the anime magazine (yup, I’m childish and damn proud of it)

Currently...

49. Eating: nothing
50. Drinking: nothing
51. Typing: this
52. Online?: how am I gonna post this if I'm not?
53. Listening To: the telephone’s consistent ringing.
54. Thinking About: my weak resistance against loneliness that’ll lead me to making awfully desperate decisions.
55. Wanting To: be happy.
56. Watching: the screen
57. Wearing: a weird black top with non-matching sleeves (go figure), denim pants and black chucks.

Your Future...

58. Want Kids?: Um, as of this moment, I’m not sure…
59. Want to Get Married?: Of course.
60. Careers in Mind: Writing for films or tv programs, dubbing… etc. basta tv/film production related

Which is Better With The Opposite Sex...

67. Cute or Sexy: depends on how you define “cute” or “sexy” because believe me, I have strange tastes that I’m not sure you’d want to know about.
68. Lips or Eyes: Eyes (meaning, if he wears glasses or not)
69. Hugs or Kisses: Both.
70. Short or Tall: should be at least taller than me
71. Easygoing or serious: Easygoing but knows when to be serious
72. Romantic or Spontaneous: Spontaneous
73. Fatty or Skinny: I could go either way. But I don’t like muscular types.
74. Sensitive or Loud: I’m loud already, so I’d like someone who’s sensitive.
75. Hook-up or Relationship: Relationship
76. Sweet or Caring: Caring
77. Trouble Maker or Hesitant One: Trouble-maker

Have You Ever...

78. Kissed a Stranger: Ewww, no.
79. Drank Alcohol: Yup. I’m childish, but not innocent.
80. smoked: Nope, and won’t start now.
81. Ran Away From Home: I’m still dependent when it comes to financial matters. How would I pay for everything if I did run away?
82. Broken a Bone: Nope.
83. Got an X-ray: Yes.
84. Broken Someone’s Heart: Nah, they’ve always broken mine. If I did break someone’s heart, sorry, I didn’t know.
85. Broke Up With Someone: Yup. With 3 people, actually.
86. Turned Someone Down: Yup. Because, umm… argh. Next question, please.
87. Cried When Someone Died: Of course.
88. Cried At School: Too many times to count.

Do You Believe In...

89. God: Yes
90. Miracles: Yes
91. Love At First Sight: Nah. ‘Attraction at first sight’, now there’s something I can work with.
92. Ghosts: Yes
93. Aliens: Yes. They’re out there, I’m telling you.
95. Heaven: Yes
96. Hell: Yes
98. Kissing on The First Date: It depends if you’ve known the person for quite some time and if the timing and feelings are right.
99. Horoscopes: Urm, my superstitious side compels me to say yes.

Answer Truthfully...

100. Is There Someone You Want But You Know You Cant Have?: Yes. John. He's the kind of guy I can only admire from afar because there’s no way in hell that we’ll ever be introduced to each other unless I introduce myself first (and no matter how desperate I am, I’d kill myself first before I’d make the first move. Yup, I’m a sissy and you can all point and giggle but I’m not giving in). Besides, I just have this twisted hunch that he’s gay. Heehee.

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My cousin Cherry and I, along with our aunt and uncle, went to the Japanese Embassy this morning where we had an interview as requirement for applying for a Visa. We stood in line outside the Embassy for 3 (3!) hours and even waited for an hour more inside the building.

We were sleepy (we had to get up by 3 AM). We were hungry (we didn't have breakfast). We were bored out of our skulls.

A very dangerous combination.

Therefore, said factors led us to have this kind of conversation in our native tongue:

[Warning: the following does not make sense at all. If you are offended by silliness, then by all means please stop reading right now. Thank you.]

Cherry (stares at me looking sleepy and haggard): Ang dugyot mo. Mukha ka nang tumatambling sa circus.

Yani (annoyed and not to be outdone): Ikaw naman yung animal sa circus.

Cherry: Ikaw yung tumatambling na BASURA sa circus.

Yani: Ikaw naman yung BACTERIA na nasa basura sa circus.

Cherry: Walang palitan! Tsaka hindi naman animal ang bacteria e. Bacteria nga e. Protozoan.

Yani (thinks for a while): At least ako nare-recycle.

Cherry: Hindi. Ikaw yung balat ng kendi e.

Yani: Bakit? Hindi ba narerecycle ang balat ng kendi?

Cherry: E bakit? Ikaw ba pagtiyatiyagaan mong i-recycle ang balat ng kendi? Ay, hindi pala! Isa kang napkin sa circus! Ikaw yung gamit na napkin sa ng mga taga-circus! O, anong gusto mong brand? Modess, Whisper, Kotex?

Yani (glares and turns silent): *napikon na*

How very mature, no? ^__^

Enter the resident bum (namely ME)

2005-03-20T13:52:00.000+08:00

People, I am very happy to announce that I have conquered one of my worst fears.

I have finally., finally ridden THE Space Shuttle of Enchanted Kingdom.

Oh, yeah!!!

Urm... Right. I know it's pathetic that I never went on that ride before, but hey what can I do? I was a coward. A wussy. A first-rate chicken. There, happy now?

BUT. That was then. Hah, I'm not such a scaredy cat anymore. *stands straight and proud (notice I didn't say "tall" because really, I'm not)*

God, that was one hell of a great day last Friday. We shelled out a lot of cash because stuff at EK was friggin' expensive. We had to endure being baked under the sun for hours because we didn't bring umbrellas. We screamed until our lungs were just about to burst because of that heart-stopping Anchors Away. We literally got soaking, no, dripping wet at the Rio de Grande ride and thus we went home with cold and wet pants. Again, what a day.

Woohoo!! I wanna do that again! (and I'm sure my friends would not disagree)

I had another moment of epiphany yesterday. About a certain guy friend of mine. Hmm, make that certain guy friend of mine who thinks of me as his little sister.

Wait, no, I know what you're thinking. Let me get this straight first, okay?

I am not in love with him. I don't even have a crush on him. It's kind of strange I suppose, the way we're so close and yet I don't feel anything of the romantic sort. And it's not because of those cliche reasons where I truly value our friendship blah blah blah...
Nope, definitely not because of those.

And here's where the epiphany comes in. I realized that there are a few things that hold me back from actually falling for him: 1.) As I said, he sees me as a little sister and even treats me as one i.e. conks me on the head and teases me often, etc. 2.) He's too fickle-minded like you wouldn't believe. One minute he likes this girl, the next he moves on to the next available female 3.) His overself-confidence is sometimes just plain ridiculous (contrary to his belief, he is NOT the king of the world). 4.) I'm not his type and he's not mine (although in my case, I could change). 5.) He's still in love with his girl best friend. 'Nuff said.

I could list a few more, but the fifth reason's pretty much sufficient already. The mere fact that he's in love with someone else is enough to keep me at bay. And for that, I'm thankful. Had my heart broken for so many times already I lost count, thank you very much. I don't think I want to add another emotional baggage to the list.

Besides, I'm having far too much fun to give up this kind of independence. Who wants some sort of leash to keep them tied down? Hah! Not me, that's for sure.

*dons Braveheart attire* FREEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Waiting for THE Rhem David

2005-03-15T09:10:00.000+08:00

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hmm.. genius huh? yeah, right. Silly, silly test.

I'm waiting 'til Rhem gets here so he can finally do something about those maniacal spywares (DIE SPYWARES!!! DIE!!!). Ahemm. Also having a nostalgic (yuck, nostalgic daw?!) ym session with old classmate Jeffrey Manuzon. The same Jeffrey whom Crystallyn threw a chair at back in grade school. Ah, you gotta love childhood romance. ^__^

Demmit, the one time Captain Hook's pc unit is near mine in RSF and I'm coughing like a laughing hyena. How embarassing. It's not like he'd notice anyway, but still. You never know.

Haha. Wishful thinking? You can say that again.

Lapit na bakasyon!!

2005-03-14T17:48:00.000+08:00

Woohoo!! Less than a week to go, and then I'll be freeeeeeeeee!!! Matapos lang itong linggong ito at pahinga na sa wakas! Konnichiwa Japan!!

Ahemm ahemm, excited ako na parang hindi (ano? labo!) sa pagbabakasyon ko doon ulit. Excited kasi makakakain na ako ulit ng pagkain na doon lang matatagpuan (ebi sushi, i missed you!! ) Isa pa, kahit papaano magkakaroon ng change of setting kahit panandalian lang. Ang kaso, 'di pa ako marunong mag-nihonggo e-- at iyon ang pinakamalaking sagabal sa pagbabakasyon ko. Paano ako makakapag-enjoy kung hindi ko naiinitindihan ang mga tao sa paligid ko? O kaya hindi ko man lang mabasa iyong mga komiks/manga/kung ano pa yan na balak ko sana basahin(oo na, bata na nga ako)? Tsaka sayang, kung marunong ako mag-nihonggo, edi sana pwede akong mag-apply ng summer job doon.

Speaking of summer jobs, nag-aya si Jake na mag-apply sa isang company na naghahanap ng voice talents para sa mga radio commercials. Sayang talaga! Kung hindi sana ako aalis, edi baka natupad pa ang isa sa mga mabababaw kong pangarap na maging voice talent! Haay naku, sige na nga, baka next summer nalang ako susubok. Sayang ang experience. At sayang din ang sweldo. (ano? 8-10,000 a month? I'll take it!!!)

Argh. May nakapasok na namang spyware sa laptop ko. Natatakot na tuloy akong buksan ulit iyon kasi baka lumalala na naman. Sabi ni Rhem madali lang daw matanggal iyon (huu, yabang! ahehe. joke lang.). Sana nga totoong madali lang maayos iyon at sana walang virus na nakaapekto sa minamahal kong unit. Naku, kakabalik lang kaya non mula sa repair shop kasi na-infect din iyon ng virus dati! Kapag nagkataon, siguradong patay na naman ako sa nanay ko neto!

Good luck talaga sa'kin!!

the boy by the stone bench

2005-03-06T23:42:00.000+08:00

Is there such a thing as coincidence?

A lot of people don't believe in it, and I don't think I actually do.

I've had a lot of crushes in the past, even fell in love a couple of times.

This time though, I'm not sure where I stand.

I mean, I'm pretty sure that I'm not in love with him and yet, I can't count him as one my mere crushes. Because God knows he's worth to me more than that. So maybe I'm infatuated?

Yeah, right. I can almost hear Juls correcting me, "Obssessed, more likely."

And she's not entirely wrong, although obssessed is too strong a word. But I can't help it. There's just something about him that draws me to him.

Hmm... why exactly do I like him? Now, there's a question.

I like him because he's shy. Because he's smart. Because even if he's good in math, he still CAN read Shakespeare. Because I've heard his voice only once. Because he's the quiet type. Because although we've never had a conversation, I know that he's really nice. Because he keeps that guy in the wheelchair company. Because he wears his hair in a ponytail. Because he plays the bass guitar. Because he drew a checkered design on his royal blue jansport backpack using a a black pentelpen. Because he knows what clothes look good on him. Because he looks like a kid whenever he wears his puruntong shorts. Because he wears glasses. Because I rode in the jeep beside him. Because he passed my fare to the driver. Because he looks meek and cute when he eats his sandwich. Because he doesn't seem to do anything but study, eat, listen to his player, chat a little, and sleep. Because he wears a turquoise-colored shirt. Because he doesn't seem to be aware of how happy I am whenever I see him. Because he doesn't seem to be aware of the things he makes me feel whenever he's near. Because his whole face lights up whenever he smiles. Because he makes me smile, without doing anything but by simply being there.

There you have it.

The reasons I gave may seem trivial, well, because they are. I don't claim that I know him well because I really don't. The things I know about him are just mere observations I got by watching him (Wow, that sounded less psycho before I typed it). But that's besides the point. The point is.. is..

Um, there is no point.

I like him. Without enough reason.

And that's all there is to it.

The worst is over... I think.

2005-02-15T13:24:00.001+08:00

Valentine's day's over.

Yay!!!

No more couples with matching red shirts, no more bouquets of roses and no more heart-shaped balloons in sight!! No more!

Well, at least no more until next year. Argh.

Nope, it's not that I hate V-day. It just that, um, I. Don't. Have. Anyone. At this time. And I'm being bitter about it. Uh, yeah.

I'm entitled to be bitter all I want, demmit!!

Anyway, we had a "Cowboys and Indians" get-together last night. Translation: We had a singles' night out, all expense paid by Sir Ricky. Hoo-yeah!

I didn't get drunk although I had been a bit tipsy by the time I stopped drinking Zombies- which was by 10:30. Too early, I know but what could I do? Mama has never allowed me to sleep over some friends' house (her steadfast reason: we have our own house. go home and sleep in it. haha.) and as I can't drive yet (my steadfast reason: I'm too lazy to try to learn how to drive. hahahaha.), I had to take a taxi. Of course, I won't be able to do that if I'm piss-drunk already, unless I want my picture to land on the front page of a local tabloid with the headline: "Bangkay ng babaeng ginahasa, natagpuan sa tambakan!"

So. No more than 2 glasses of Zombies for me.

It had been actually fun last night. All were loud and laughing, and (almost) all were single. Nice.

But you know what the best part is? Jay's there! Yay!

Sure, I may not be crushing on him all that much nowadays, but still. Seeing him there made me smile even just for a while. (Ooh, that rhymed. Haha.)

The update about Jie? Well, he received a cherry cheesecake (that was overloaded with cherries, but that's beside the point) from her. I originally wanted to give him a Rebisco Strawberry Sandwich because that's his favorite but then I decided not to push through. I don't know why, but I think I'm starting to give up again. Maybe I beginning to realize that the effort's not really worth it. That no matter what I do, he'll never se me the way I see him.

That, or I'm just too damned tired to put up a fight anymore.

Yup, I'm tired already. I think I'll drop this soon enough.

Especially now that John's right around the corner. Literally.

*crosses fingers* Here's to me hoping that John's unattached/not in love with anybody right now/not gay! Also, hope that when I gather enough courage to come right up and talk to him, he'd talk to me too.

There's one problem. He doesn't talk to strangers that much. And to think that I never was the one who initiates conversations among acquaintances.

Uh-oh.

In this case, good luck to us ever talking to each other at all. ^_____^

Bitten by the bug four months early...

2005-02-13T23:37:00.000+08:00

You Are A Romantic Realist

You are more romantic than 30% of the population.

You tend to be grounded when it comes to romance.
Sure, you can fall hard... but only for someone you've gotten to know.
And once you're in love, you can be a total romantic goofball...
But you'd never admit it to your friends!

Are You Romantic or Realistic?

Yeah, I think so. I could be romantic but I guess I know when to draw the line.

And speaking of lines, may I just say that Tarek is the King of Lame-ass lines? Here's an example:

Tarek (talking about his latest crush): She's better than my soulmate. She's my soul. Without her, I cease to exist.

Can you say CHEESY???!!!! Ma-keso talaga!!!

But who am I to talk? Me- the girl whose favorite mushy lines include Ronald Barthes' "I know, I know, but all the same I love" and Chained Dove's "I'll love you even after I forget what love is"? Sappy? Hah! You got that right.

Oh, and this blog needs to be spiced up a bit. Problem is, I know nothing about templates and stuff. Pathetic, but hey, it's not my fault I'm useless when it comes to these things.

Hmm.. I'm seriously considering asking Gino (my ES classmate whom I talked to ONCE) for help. Huh? What ulterior motives? I need help for this blog, is all. Although he does have nice eyes. Not that I notice, of course. Because I don't. Really.

Besides, I like Alvin's smile better. Now if only he doesn't have a girlfriend...

Oi, and WANTED: Fair-skinned, medium length-haired guy with eyeglasses and braces. Preferably an ECE freshman and a bassist to boot. Must also be named John Isiderio. If description does not apply, placate me by offering a box of chocolates instead. That might do. Or y'know... not.

Yes, this entry is peppered with guys. Possibly to compensate for the lack thereof in real life? Or maybe just to fill up the space because otherwise all I'd write would be about that one person. And maybe, just maybe, having lots of crushes would hide the fact that he's still the one I want. The one I need in my life right now.

Because, my dear, even with all the guys in my list of crushes, at the end of the day, he's the only person I think about.

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Happy Valentine's Day, Jie.

----------------->>this coming from the girl who believes that Valentine's is just a commercial ploy by flower shop owners and chocolate manufacturers to earn more profit.

Bah-humbug.

Silly, silly quizzes!

2005-02-07T17:25:00.000+08:00

I'm exceptionally artistic!

Find your soul type at kelly.moranweb.com.

Urm, it's possible.

I am Little Red Riding Hood!

Find your fairy tale character at kelly.moranweb.com.

Ooh, grandma what big teeth you.. waitaminute, are those dentures?

Bizarre Love Triangle

2005-02-05T08:11:00.000+08:00

Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through
Into a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine
But it's a problem I find
Living the life that I can't leave behind
There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
And every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You say the words that I can't say

I feel fine and I feel good
I feel like I never should
Whenever I get this way
I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday
I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say
Every time I see you falling
I'll get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say

-Frente, "Bizarre Love Triangle"

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[If you're allergic to mushy crap and the sight of cheesy lines make you nauseous, you may stop reading now. You have been warned. Don't blame me if you gag all over the place.]

I'm in love him. She, too, is in love with him. He's in love with nobody.

Ack. This is so complicated. She and I are friends so we shouldn't really be fighting over stupid things like guys. And we're not. Fighting, I mean.

Anyway, we've both decided to push through with our feelings. We can't drop this, we just can't. I for one have been loving him so much and for so long now that I don't think I know how to stop.

God, I love him. I really do. I want to make him happy. But if I'm not the one who can do that (and this is very likely), well, maybe she can.

Yeah, yeah. I know. I'm a friggin martyr. And a hopeless sap.

Shut up.

testing.. 1, 2, 3..

2005-01-18T06:51:00.000+08:00

At last people, I have my own blog.

Oh, yeah.