Me

So, say you were meeting a new person—blind date, new friend, who knows. And you wanted them to have some idea of what kind of person you are, and who you are. But you can't actually tell them in so many words. Instead, you have to give them a box, with a dozen things in it for them to look at/read/listen to/taste/whatever. What would you put in the box? And a copy of your journal or a link to your LJ would be the same thing as just telling them directly, yourself, so that's not allowed.

1. laptop
   
2. iPod
3. three bracelets i bought from Baguio (counted as one hehe)
4. my marijuana bangle
5. yosi (hala!)
6. digicam
7. lip/cheek tint
8. flower/plant seeds
9. mongol/HB pencil
10. my moon/star ring and silver/turquoise ring
11. black tea(bags) with can of condensed milk
    
12. blue havaianas
    

The Answer to the Crime Scene

looked for it on google (hehe.)
seems somebody already posted this on their blog, too.

see it here

Crime Scene

Exactly how it was sent to me via SMS:
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In a condo unit, a dead man with a gun on one of his hand a recorder on the other. A gun shot through his head. No sign of violence. The detective in charge took the recorder and played it. "i'm tired of my life, i wanna die." *gunshot* the detective asked the dead man's inmate "is this his voice?" he replied. "yes" the detective said "we must find the murderer" how did the detective know it was a murder and not a suicide?

say something!

She stares blankly into space.
"Say something," he whispers. He pokes her on the shoulder. She topples to the ground, same blank stare.

He grabbed a stick, pokes her on the ribs with it.

No reaction.

"I think she's dead", he told his friend.

"Run!", his friend yelled. They took off, never looking back.

pinakawalang kwentang pasalubong galing baguio

gusto ko ihagis.... dikolang alam kung itatapon ko papuntang Baguio o papuntang Laguna.

bwiset!

mga mapanlinlang na igorot!

can't sleep

Received text message from avee at 4:30 am ... wala lang nagtext lang siya ng mga weird names na naeencounter niya sa call center (today, it's "Xenox") (Dikolam kung pinaglihi sa laxative or sa office equipment).

Ngayon, dinako makatulog! Surfed the net, made my picasa albums available for avee, read some blogs, and when i ran out of blogs to read, decided to update this one.

It's going to be a jam-packed day. Yet I can't sleep. Hope to get home early tonight to catch some zzz's for the big travel tomorrow AM. Need to have the energy to chat up Migs for about 8 hours. Ay hinde, siguro 4 hours lang. Bahala na si Stell for the first 4 hours hehe.

Aarrgh! Lumiliwanag na sa labas! Gotta sleep kahit konti.

One sheep... Two sheep....

The Bading Therapy

What is it with homos that they are always fun to be with? There really is a reason why they are called "Gay".

A lot of gay friends suddenly popped out of nowhere during the time I was down. Suddenly, they were everywhere...like pink mushrooms. Some were long lost pink sisters, some were new ones. They were always, ALWAYS, fun to be with. They have this power which just sucks the negative energy out of your being. And they know exactly what to say to make you feel better, without BS involved.

And now I got myself into this situation where everywhere I look, may bading. I turn my head, may bading. I look out front, may bading. I hear nasal voices saying "echoss" all the time.

Hay ang saya saya!

=)

Diane Lane and "Under the Tuscan Sun"

My good friend Ann suggested that I watch this (pirated) DVD. I was a little hesitant because I am steering clear of tearjerkers especially when she told me it was about a woman who went to Italy after a divorce (er...).

Eh anyway, she told me it was just a movie about life, destiny, signs, scenery and hope. No teary scenes.

It's a feel good movie daw.

When I got the DVD, I saw Diane Lane on the cover. Diane Lane on a feel good movie? Whet?! I remember her as the woman who rocked in "Unfaithful". And will she be a blonde with spaced out look and a stupid grin on her face in this movie (feel good movie daw kasi)?

Not having anything to do last night, I popped the DVD ... and watched.

My opinion: well it's ok, not spectacularly moving, but it will get you thinking.

...and thinking
...and thinking

It's the day after and I'm still thinking about this movie.

The Reserve List

I don't know if you've heard of this term before, but i think some of you know it exists, so i'm giving it a name.

It's when somebody asks you out, but you know it's just because the other person's first choice wasn't available. Then you are on that person's reserve list.

Is it bad? Not really. It's up to you if you accept the invitation. It could be because you don't have anything better to do that day, or your first choice wasn't available too, and your reserve list just rang you up.

I know some people on some other people's reserve list. I know some people with a looooong list of people on theirs. I can't say I'm not guilty of this either (but im trying to get rid of it). But what I can say is, being on a reserve list isn't flattering. Depending on how you asked the person out, it could even be insulting.

So if you feel you are on some person's reserve list, get yourself out. (Don't ask me how, i'm still trying figuring it out.) BE WITH the person who really enjoys your company. BE WITH the person who treats you right.

Happy New Year!

Spent the new year with Tinee, RD, Bhernz and Noemie