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[13 Apr 2004|10:39am] |
Life's a beach and so are you. (Can I borrow your line dahling?)
It was a cloudy early morning in the Port of Benoni, the day we were about to leave Camiguin.
I was aboard a ferry transporting us back to Cagayan de Oro where we will ride a plane back to Manila. I had my three office friends with me. My head still drifting from lack of sleep but I don't want to miss the last of the images of the scenic sea scapes and the peace and quiet in this idyllic province.
Friends asked us, why Camiguin? Beats me. No, actually we don't want a usual sand, sea and sun holiday. We want more than that.
We want to visit the inland attractions (waterfalls, hot springs, cold springs, and scenic seascapes.) I love looking at the old, ancestral houses and calm sea by dusk. The island has 7 volcanoes by the way, famous of which is Mt. Hibok Hibok.
What turns off tourists maybe is the absence of an easy, direct route to the island. From Manila, it's an hour and 15-minute plane ride to Cagayan Airport and another 95-minute car ride to the Port of Balingoan which a ferry awaits us for another 90-minute ride to the island. When we get to the island, it's another 35-minute ride to our resort. It took us that long to get there. You do the math.
And literally, we went island hopping to two white sand beaches.
White Island (We can see it from our resort)
Mantigue Island
We rode a motorized banca to Mantigue Island, a white sand beach that's 90-95 minutes away from the resort. There's no roof on it so we already had a tan by the time we reach the island. I bought 2 giant shells from a little girl for 10 pesos each. She sells sea shells by the sea shore.
"You girls are very adventurous," said a local guy who approached us while we were at White Island. It's a shrunken white sandbar which, during high tide, floats about a meter above the water. It constantly changes shape. Ruth was busy making sand castles and I was having my first attempt to mold an aerial view of a counterstrike battleground. I'm glad JC gave him her number--her nonfunctioning number--just so we can escape from them trailing us like d....
Perhaps the first thing any newly certified scuba diver tourist looks for whenever he/she goes to an island destination are dive spots. So I see to it that I won't miss a chance to go on diving in such exotic place. I dived at the Sunken Cemetery area along with my divemaster Gerd, a German national who also owns the dive center in the resort we were billeted. Too bad, he's going to close shop at the end of the month and going back to Germany. "Not much costumers here," he said. Again, it's because of the lack of direct access to the island. The diver-tourists would rather go to Cebu or Dumaguete where there's a direct flight from other Asian countries he said.
I saw blue and pink starfish, that's something I didn't see in Anilao. I got curious and lifted one but Gerd shook his head. I got it. I have to leave those creatures alone. We also saw a blue starfish while snorkelling at White Island but I think a speeding jestski scared it off. It was gone when I looked up for it again. And oh, I saw a sea turtle this time. I tried to swim closer to it but it was swimming away swiftly.
Falls Hopes
The rampaging waters from Katibawasan Falls intimidated me. I dipped my legs and its cold water freaked me out so I just went to a nearby creek and amused myself by a mini-adventure on the rocks--the feeling of running water flowing in my feet while I hop from one rock to another.
We went to Ardent Hot Spring, on our last night and experienced its therapeutic waters running through our back. It's like nature's jacuzzi that we almost don't want to leave the spring. It really soothed my tired muscles.
We had a massage too, room service by Merly who amused us with her stories in her own dialect (I understand what she's trying to say, though it has words very similar to my native dialect) and thank God the resort has cable tv so we didn't miss American Idol.
We bought Camiguin's very own "Pastel"--bun with filling and I find it's tagline in its box funny.
..Feel the soft, sweet, filling melts in your mouth
....delightfully desirably
If I will be marooned in an island, probably Camiguin will be one of my prime choice. The locals friendly, the place clean and there's a lot of places waiting to be explored.
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[04 Mar 2004|06:41pm] |
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I'm retiring from this journal because I just started another journey just another click away.Sort of new edition, another chapter. Hope you'll still read me there. ;p
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[28 Jan 2004|10:24pm] |
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I toured inside giant warehouse slash freezers (without the ice) today.
And on that brief moments, I imagined myself somewhere in the snowy parts of Europe.
I wore a thick thermal jacket, cold mists would come out of my mouth whenever I speak, when we went to the -5 degree celsius freezer, I could hardly walk, nor speak. I'm close to being a human frozen delight. I can't even feel my nose. I thought it would be detached from my face.
For me, it was the highlight of the media tour on the only distributor of McDo foods in the country. It's interesting to note how they were able to do that--distributing every McDo product from lettuce to fries to fork in all 240 McDo outlets. I got to know how it gets to be distributed across the country without compromising quality.
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Saw My Sassy Girl, this Korean romantic comedy Ruth was excited to talk about. It's about doing something outrageous for someone you didn't care about in the start but eventually caring and falling in love in the end.
I'm falling in love with the story, the dialogues (subtitled in English, of course). The main character named Gyeon-woo in the story is not a hunk but who wouldn't want a boyfriend like him!
I think it's very rare today to find a guy who won't take advantage of a wasted-drunk girl, even if they are alone in a motel. Who would wait for two years until the girl was able to let go of her crippling past. Who would not dodge any punch from a girl (in short: a human punching bag with consent).
I wish Filipino film makers can do that too. I love this movie's sequencing. It's doesn't just end predictably like the usual romantic flicks. Although you knew they will end up together, it wasn't as simple as that. And this movie doesn't have any kissing scenes! (drat, hehe)
Of course, the romantic fool that I am, I got bleary eyed. But it's better than NBK on the verge of tears in The Last Samurai. He ranks No.1 in my most sensitive guy list. I've never met a guy who can get teary eyed on a samurai-movie and an art film about dying whale sharks.
I was supposed to watch My Sassy Girl at Meryll's den and we were all set, complete with ACT II popcorn (extreme butter flavor on a 3-min. microwave time) and coke but for strange reasons, it won't play at their player. I ended watching it myself in the office.
I love this line; "Fate is building a bridge of chance for someone you love."
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Ditched any Galera plans because I don't think I can ever go there with people who are always busy working for a salary, they don't want to spend a weekend somewhere where they can relax their restless minds for a while.
Currently planning on a trip to far away Camiguin this Holy Week.
I know it's still two months away but I don't want to be caught on last-minute plans since I heard the resorts there are 100-percent fully booked on Lenten Season. So I already booked for a roundtrip flight from Manila-Cagayan de Oro-Manila. Been scouring the net for tour packages but the one I emailed to didn't reply yet. Hopefully we can get reservations by start of February.
I've been hearing and reading so much about the island, I am thrilled of the idea of just biking my way around the this "lost paradise" for sights and just enjoying frolicking with nature which I have been raring to do since last year.
Can't wait for summer.
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And so Christmas is finally over. I'm already thinking of coming up with 10 Things I learned in 2003 before this year will come to an end. Sort of a year ender since it's only a few days away before 2004.
So here's my random list based from personal experiences and tidbits from friends; others are plain nonsense to be included but hey it adds a miniscule percentage of growth to me as a human, non-recyclable being.
1. That jaywalking rules are strictly enforced in Shaw-Crossing. (Use the MRT-overpass to connect directly to Edsa Shangri la Mall) Otherwise be prepared to be humiliated and part with your P100.
2. If you are caught making traffic violations while on board a friend's car, name drop or use a press ID. It's cunning but it helps.
3. Hug a friend even on ordinary days. If you are not a "hugger" type, pat a person on the back. It makes you and the other person feel better.
4. Pop corns are its best when popped from 3'/2-4 mins. If you hurry too much, there are more hard kernels than popped ones when you open it.
5. Kids will believe everything you'll say. But if they know the cartoons better than you do, chances are you'll be shamed by 4-5 year old tots.
6. Don't leave a playful kitty outdoors in the afternoon if you're going out or else it'll be gone when you come back. (:teehee:)
7. Opening a bottle of Gatorade after a game of badminton is easier when you let your equally sweat-drenched playmate do it for you. ( Who has a better grip, perhaps)
8. A neck tie can be used as a belt. (As seen on my friend M. She got it from Fashion TV she told me.)
9. If somebody intentionally or unintentionally hurt you, forgive the person immediately and move on. If he/she says sorry allot some time before you can finally trust the person again but don't let that person hurt you again. (Plan A)
10. If somebody intentionally or unintentionally hurt you, allow yourself an hour or two to mourn then immediately plot revenge from your trusted girl friends, and make an entrapment operation that will make the a**hole person feel sorry for what he did. (Plan B).
(and I chose Plan...)
Up next, I'll do the 10 Things I look forward to in 2004.
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| Bye little boy blue |
[20 Dec 2003|05:15pm] |
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I saw my latest godson for the first time last night. He was dressed in a barong tagalog, lying there, cold and stiff.
His name is Shane. He died the other day due to heart complications. He's a blue baby.
He was my friend G's first born child. I learned about it early in the morning when G texted me that his son passed away after months of being frequently hospitalized, fighting for his life with tubes attached to his nostrils. That night, his fragile body cannot take it anymore and decided to let go.
He's too young. Barely six months old.
Last night was his last night for his body to be seen before he was laid to rest six feet under this afternoon. I feel so sorry for what happened to G, but when we got there we tried to cheer her up as much as possible, cracking jokes, trying to easen up the load we know she's been feeling for that devastating loss.
Whenever she talks about Shane, and her plans for him, and all the memories she had when he was still alive, she goes teary eyed. I sympathize with her. I told her she can have another baby someday. "But it's not Shane anymore," she cried.
I feel her grief is beyond words, and G is trying to be strong for all of these. The least I can do is to hug her and tell her that everything happens to teach us a lesson or two. He will just be her little angel.
It's sad Shane wasn't able to make it till Christmas. It's sad I wasn't able to hold him for the last time.
![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) raven23 made a beautiful poem for him. J remembers the gift she's supposed to give him this Christmas.
I went home at around 5 a.m with the image of the baby in a coffin in my head. Shane looks so beautiful, just like his mother.
We'll miss you Shane Brad.
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[16 Dec 2003|04:17pm] |
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Because I can't wait for January, I was able to watch the first 12 episodes of Sex and The City Season 6 during our weekly slumber party for two. Don't worry, no spoilers here. But you can ask me questions about what happened to Carrie and her latest flame (Burger?) if you want to. Things had been getting more exciting for the girls. I've been learning so much from the show such that the "F" word has been re-introduced to my vocabulary, using it as an adjective, verb, adverb, noun, and ultimate expression for nothing. I'd been brainwashed.
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Practicing digital photography so I can join Kodak Photography club (for amateurs). Here are a few of my "dark" shots while we were up there in the chilly city.
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[15 Dec 2003|05:55pm] |
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Peer pressure prompted me to trash my Galera plans because these people that I want to bond with are not going to art camp anyway. It's like a friendship package deal, if one's not coming then the others are not coming too.
So we made other plans to chill out in Tagaytay on Saturday instead. Before that Meryllicious suggested wedropped by at the Cuenca Bazaar in Alabang to check out some stuff. Apparently, I am the only one that's too time-conscious. I was brought up that way okay. It's already afternoon, I don't want to shop under time pressure.I just want to make the most of Tagaytay because we plan to go on a picnic too.
We brought a lot of 80's CDs to sing along with. We got to Picnic Grove late in the afternoon to enjoy the cool breeze and the view. We had bread, pesto and some cookies. It started to drizzle so we immediately head off to Bag of Beans for hot chocolate and later for dinner at Dencio's. I couldn't care less if I was the only one wearing a Santa hat with battery-operated lights while having dinner. I want to feel the Christmas spirit in my head.
It's an afternoon of silly-jokes swapping, singing silly songs.
Someone told us that Cynthia A. has a gig that night at Visayas Ave. in QC and like die-hard fans, we traveled all the way from Tagaytay to BF (to drop off D) to Makati (to pick up Mishka) and to QC (to meet their other friends). It's an exhausting trip from point A to point B.
Because Quezon City is a foreign land to us, we got lost finding that Conspiracy Bar. When we got there by midnight Cynthia A. was already done with her sets. Two of us decided to just drink the remaining night away. From QC, L took us home all the way back again to Pque.
Long-distance trips for closer ties. These people do get under my skin and stay there.
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| Sexbomb and GMA |
[10 Dec 2003|03:48pm] |
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No, I didn't win in the raffle. Not one consolation prize. 2 more raffles to go.
I drank half a glass of beer and realized that San Mig Pale Pilsen tastes better than San Mig light to me. Or maybe it's just the peanuts I'm eating with it.
Last night was fun, in the middle of Sex Bomb dancers gyrating to this otcho-otcho song (I'm getting sick of it), President GMA arrived or rather sneaked beside me with her whole entourage including politicians like Yoda de Venecia and his wife.
GMA's the annual gatecrasher of the party. She even stayed to watch Sexbomb do their number.
Shook her hands because we had an eye to eye contact and I felt like someone's going to shoot me if I don't recognize her presence. She stayed for about 45 mins.
I wonder how's it like to be a member of a PSG.
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Realized I had a silly crush on one of our big bosses. Would like to dance with him kung di lang dyahe. He's the man, girls would like to have. So cute, so affluent, so smart.
And so married.
I wonder how's it like to be a mistress.
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I still have second thoughts on whether I should go to Galera or not. Corinne's been asking me to come. One more day to think about it. The weather has been gloomy since..uhh today.
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[08 Dec 2003|09:10pm] |
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"Everything's gonna be alright..rockabye"
I'm not going to Galera for Art Now workshop.
Practical reasons. I'd rather spend the money on gifts and other expenses than to splurge it on myself. My barkadings are not going anyway. Meryll suggested we just go there on January, just a few of us. With Daddy Lance and Doc Homer. I also prefer my mini-clique rather than being with big groups you are not really close to. Well the best way to start a new year is to chill out, I guess.
When chummy people gather, expect chumminess. We sang along with our highschool lovesongs like "Vulnerable by Roxette," "You Lost That Loving Feeling," while having choc-nut flavored ice cream at Uva.
Lance, our forever designated driver reminisced about his "semi-quasi relationships" (semi na, quasi pa). I'd rather not talk about ex-futures. (Note to self: calculated risks next time.)
While at Meryll's room (which she organized first before she let me in for the first time) for my weekly sleep over, we just watched a few parts of Akira Kurosawa's Dreams since Labyrinth the movie I loved when I was a kid was out and Forrest Gump in HBO.
Again we talked about our beach plans. Ayoko muna magplano di natutuloy, magtwo-piece pa naman ako hehe. But Homer said we are all definitely going to Boracay Feb next year.
Actually, I'm starting to look at my calendar until mid-year next year. I'm starting to plan long-term. It's not about grand plans, its just something I think I deserve to have.
Tomorrow is the company's 18th year anniversary party. It's also the time where you can have an excuse to drink during office hours. If I will not win at the raffle, even for the 120 consolation prizes at stake, I'll drink a little red wine. If I win, I'll still drink to that.
Rockabye..
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| Pussy cat where have you been |
[07 Dec 2003|01:32am] |
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It's past 12 midnight of Saturday and I'm still working. My contact lens starting to itch.
I have a choice not to, but I decided to help working on the paper's anniversary issue. They need volunteers and I gladly signed up for self-flagellating task. Isn't it exciting?
Of course, I'll be paid for it plus the overtime. But that's not my point.
It's Saturday night. My holy night. The night before my friendship day Sunday and I'm working. It's crazy I rant about work but now...
I'm excited to go home. I have to feed my kitty who's in a box in our lobby (meows not allowed in the workplace) and find her a box for her bedroom.
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Yes, I have a kitty. Say hello to my hello kitty. (I have yet to name for her). I'm thinking of a porn star name. Suggestions are most welcome.
sextonfurnival who's doing the rounds pimping cats, dropped by the office tonight to give a kitten to my officemate (a blurty user). He has an extra kitty that he's supposed to give away to somebody but I asked him (at gunpoint hehe) if he can just give it to me because I've been looking for a cat too.
When she grows up, she can chase the now domesticated mouse I see taking a stroll in the kitchen everytime I turn the knob on. I'll train her to play with mickey first before going for the kill.
Now I am a proud owner of a kitty. At least now I can go home to a cat when no one's around to say hello to me.
And actually, I take my job seriously but not myself.
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| The one with "Go go" and "Babylon" |
[01 Dec 2003|06:32pm] |
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I don't like movies with too much blood and gore but Kill Bill, a gory movie with scenes of Japanese Anime is an exception.
We just love Uma Thurman's samurai-wielding character and her girl-on-bike yellow suit there. Lucy Liu is like the evil Charlie's Angels. Can't wait for Part 2.
And now for our feature presentation:
QUEER AS FOLK
Hmm. And so this is what those M's naughty smiles are about. A gay Sex and the City starring five straight-acting gay men and their (mis)adventures in and out of "Babylon."
Bryan, this guy in the center of the picture is a hottie. We like him, except that he is non-commital, arrogant, over-confident We also like Justin, his lover there. He's a dead ringer for Matt Damon and he's young.
M's blanket would block my view whenever there's something going on between those cute guys. It's also what I call now the "Lui, close your eyes" portion. Pero nakakashock naman talaga.
And no, the series won't be shown in the Philippines (think MTRCB again) so you have to catch it on DVD.
Nice bods, nice flats, nice plot. This "hickory dickory" show is now on its second season.
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[01 Dec 2003|03:39pm] |
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Thank you guys for your offers to adopt a friend this Christmas. (Si Kai ang kulit.suklayan kita dyan eh) My parents decided to leave by 23 so they'll be here by 24 just in time for Christmas eve. Bait nyo naman.
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Yesterday was the last service at Westgate. The church is moving inside a mall. Festival Mall. But for sure, we'll always hang out at ATC after the service because it's homey there unlike the inside a huge-box feeling we get in Filinvest. And there are now huge Lion King animal-shaped lanterns adorning the fountain area there.
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I was finally able to talk to friends whom I have "tampo" for the last weeks. It wasn't so bad after all and harboring resentment against another person/s is like drinking a bottle of muriatic acid while waiting for the other person to die. Not healthy.
So tomorrow I'll be in another cell group meeting in the morning at Starbucks Standard Chartered. "Grant me the strength to wake up early." My discipler looks nice and is just a few years older than me. I'm excited to meet the morning girls. I have to learn not to be clique-ish and be exclusive to certain friends as what Meryll told me.
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I have to be thankful for what I have after all. Last week a friend gave me a GC to a footspa, my roommate gave me her pass for a massage. Another friend took me to the Gary V concert. I guess "wala lang sya makasama" as what he told me or is that a modern-day excuse of asking someone out these days?
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[29 Nov 2003|04:51pm] |
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This is not the first time that I wasn't able to be with family during Christmas.
Three Christmas(es?) ago when I was still in college, I was forced to spend Christmas with my relatives where I was staying with. It was a rough time for my family and they told me I have nothing to expect from them if I go home. They told me they were not going to pay for my fare either.
So rather than single-handedly robbing a bank (I lack ammunition), I preferred to stay with them until New Year and sacrifice my own happiness for the yuletide season because I have "to stop being selfish and understand our situation."
My Tita's house was a war zone even if there are only three of us who lived there.
She and her daughter, who is three years older than me engages in verbal tussle over the pettiest things. It's like they are waiting for the other to make mistakes so they can go charge the other with a slew of yelling, cussing, door slamming. The works.
I had gotten used to it. Normally I would lock myself in my room to avoid the negative vibes from coming inside my safe refuge.
But its Christmas forgodsakes. Can't they observe cease fire during holidays?
Since I have no right to tell both of them to shut up and let me enjoy my fried chicken, the roof looks like an ideal place for me to hang out to avoid being caught in a crossfire.
The two decided to live abroad. Maybe to continue their fights in a new location. If they decide to argue again, at least they can have snowballs to throw to each other. That's the way of bringing arguments into a more sophisticated level.
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[25 Nov 2003|02:29pm] |
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If you happen to browse at my page and notice its all-new look, the amazinglaurian made it happen! Thank you girl! I owe you one! (Na-late lang pasalamat ko noh! umuwi na kase ako agad kagabe).
(And for the big favor...ohkay, the spells are now ready just repeat after me...) ;p
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| Making wrong turns right |
[24 Nov 2003|08:38pm] |
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"See no one told you life was gonna be this way...."
Going out with three boy friends turned out to be a night of gab fest.
After watching a gory movie ala Texas Chainsaw Massacre, we didn't do anything but talk and talk and talk some more until 5:30 a.m. over frap and scoops of ice cream while our other friends in Baguio are wiggling their night away.
Our doctor friend H, who looks like a high school kid talked about his amusing "doctor tales," R with his showbiz plans and his "performance" during his sister's debut. D just listened since he is new to the group.
At times our discussion becomes a scene straight from Oprah, other times we just laughed on how life is not always peaches and creams. They emphatized on how I felt and suggested ways to deal with it. It sure pulled me out from camp depression.
We also talked about migrating plans. Who knows? I have to decide soon.
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Watching Under The Tuscan Sun with a girl friend made me feel better. The film is about bouncing back from a loss and has quotable quotes like "Don't let the past cripple you" and "Whatever happens, don't lose the childhood innocence in you."
It makes me want to go to Tuscany too. Or live somewhere in Southern Italy perhaps. Fall in love there.
But for now, the Puerto Galera plan is more feasible.
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| Got this from solace_77 who got this from other LJers too. |
[20 Nov 2003|04:48pm] |
Because I'm not ready yet to blab about other things that's been going on in my life....
I want you to post anything that you want in reply to this entry.
Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love, an opinion, a critique--anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say.
This can be about me, or anything you want. Regardless, just use the "anonymous" radio button to post anonymously. You can reveal who you are if you want. I turned off the "log IP" option for this, temporarily. Post what you'd like, or if you don't want to post anything, that's fine too.
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| The Blankets in you |
[19 Nov 2003|03:53pm] |
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And so I finished reading 592 pages of Blankets the other night.
At times I felt like the words will leap from the pages as it speaks to me. It has "issues" I can relate to. I want to buy his other novel Good-bye, Chunky Rice too.
"... a rarity: a first-love story so well remembered and honest that it reminds you what falling in love feels like. ... achingly beautiful." -- Time Magazine
"Thompson's art ... possesses the artistic detail of a novel rendered in comic-book panels ... In telling his story, which includes beautifully rendered memories of the small brutalities that parents inflict upon their children and siblings upon each other, Thompson describes the ecstasy and ache of obsession (with a lover, with God) and is unafraid to suggest the ways that obsession can consume itself and evaporate." -- Ken Tucker, The New York Times Book Review
Yeah, (depends on how cheesy you are) this graphic novel really made me cry. It makes me sad... but its worth it. *Deep sigh*
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[15 Nov 2003|04:47pm] |
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I bought more than a dozen of assorted second-hand books today, from an online seller. Mostly humor books because this books make me feel good before I go to sleep and I like to dream in cartoon strips.
I got Hagar the Horrible, Andy Capp, Snoopy & Charlie Brown, Garfield, Heathcliff,Dennis the Menace, and Mad paperbacks. (I'm lazy to put up links)
So there, some of the books have already yellowed pages but I don't care as long as its all easy to read, no need for thesaurus for high fallutin words.
The seller has Calvin and Hobbes but she's not selling it.
I haven't counted all of it yet for my inventory but pretty soon, I'm gonna put up a Humor Books library.
Yesterday, I went to the post office to pick up this book, someone sent me. Yes, its illustrated from start to finish. It's thick, like Webster dictionary-thick. This is different from the books that I bought because this is not a humor book, it is realistic, it has a story.
And its brand new. It was ordered from amazon. Din and I took turns to smell the pages.
This book is a dramatic journey based on real experiences of the author/illustrator. It has characters you can relate to. I've started reading the first three chapters last night but I'll put off reading this book after I'm done reading the rest of the mini-books.
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| Got this from Toni girl too! |
[12 Nov 2003|11:00pm] |
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I AM: excited for tomorrow's shopping
I WANT: to make the best of my single life before I hit 30. (The age, not the END.)
I WISH: strange twists didn't happen to my family.
I HATE: cooking for myself
I MISS: being busy with school and doing photography.
I FEAR: My family being torn apart by trials
I HEAR: this keyboard and murmurs of editors near my back. They are still making changes in the pages. I prefer not to work anymore. Pagod na ko mga bosing eh. Kayo na lang. Kaya nyo yan.
I SEARCH: For a way out of this country and love
I WONDER: what's life gonna be when I'm 30.
I REGRET: dragging myself in a mess I created
I LOVE: my parents so much. I want the best for them.
I ACHE: for people who have to suffer for the mistakes of others
I ALWAYS: laugh and throw jokes at people in my work (even if at my own expense)
I AM NOT: afraid to love
I DANCE: at church; to any beat because If I'm feeling so happy I might insert my skeleton dance steps
I SING: when I have my ear phones, when we have videoke parties when everybody is already drunk
I CRY: when I feel that all the elements of the universe is conspiring against me and watching The Awakenings
I AM NOT ALWAYS: in a good mood. The other day I was just ranting to K about how work can be unfair to me. When I'm down, it shows.
I WIN: at company raffles every other year. I'm gonna be lucky this year because God knows my apartment is in dire need of entertainment showcase to amuse my visitors--and myself.
I CONFUSE: lasagna from baked mac; morcon from embutido, love from lust (isali ba sa pagkain)
I NEED: back massage. a full body combination of (shiatsu and swedish) massage. Body scrub na rin. And a hug.
I SHOULD: start to discern what I really want in life.
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