i've been pretty crazy busy hence i haven't posted anything recently. but as a 'forgive me' present to you all - video clip taken at dance class 12/4. happy viewing...
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Sunday, October 01, 2006
my new friend cora ...
i honestly couldn't remember the last time i was on a horse ... but when ever the hell it was, i'm pretty sure it wouldn't come close to my horsie-riding experience in malibu earlier today. thanks dennis! i had a great time.
view from the top. too bad it was slightly overcast but if you look closely you can see the ocean in the distance
that's oregon boy right there in the blue shirt. hehe..
riding up the malibu trail.
that's cora right there. taking a little snack break.
and that's cora hot round ass. sorry cora, i couldn't help it. i just had to take a picture. oh by the way, i took this picture right after she pooped. obviously, she had way too many snacks and couldn't hold it in.
and i'm pretty darn sure that some of my readers/friends are skeptical about me going horse back riding. scroll down fools.
and that's me with cora. isn't she pretty?
if anyone is interested to go horsie back riding, visit http://www.malibulakeriders.com/. and if you happen to ride cora, tell her i send my warments regards. =)
if anyone is interested to go horsie back riding, visit http://www.malibulakeriders.com/. and if you happen to ride cora, tell her i send my warments regards. =)
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Men Are Just Happier People
sent to me by my friend eva. what has hong kong done to you?!!
Men Are Just Happier People. What do you expect from such simple creatures? Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth.
The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another petrol station toilet because this one is just too dirty. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress costs $1500. A Tux rental is only $100.
People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them. The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. You have one mood all the time. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $10 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original colour. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck. You can play with toys all your life. Your belly usually hides your big hips. You need only one wallet and one pair of shoes. You want only one colour for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look! You can "do" your nails with a penknife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a moustache.
You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes. You don't freak out when you go to a party and see another man wearing the same
shirt, instead you become buddies.
No WONDER men are happier...
reeeally??
Men Are Just Happier People. What do you expect from such simple creatures? Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth.
The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another petrol station toilet because this one is just too dirty. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress costs $1500. A Tux rental is only $100.
People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them. The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. You have one mood all the time. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $10 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original colour. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck. You can play with toys all your life. Your belly usually hides your big hips. You need only one wallet and one pair of shoes. You want only one colour for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look! You can "do" your nails with a penknife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a moustache.
You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes. You don't freak out when you go to a party and see another man wearing the same
shirt, instead you become buddies.
No WONDER men are happier...
reeeally??
Monday, September 25, 2006
sayaw tayo ...
i was digging thru some emails and came across this. lol ...
Whenever Werever Whatever by Maxwell
and another one...
Bless My Soul Again by Harlem Lee
definitely one of my favorite routines. thanks frank and thanks harlem. go pinoy talent!
Whenever Werever Whatever by Maxwell
and another one...
Bless My Soul Again by Harlem Lee
definitely one of my favorite routines. thanks frank and thanks harlem. go pinoy talent!
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
to blog or not to blog?
i look at my blog page and i wanna puke. it's pathetic and i ask myself why do i even keep a f'ing blog page?! my life is ..... lifeless. there's nothing really to blog about.
the frustration kills me. i may not be the most talented writer in the world but i do know i have ideas, life experiences, or even random thoughts that i can share. sometimes it simply escapes me.
oooh Camp24 Jabs N' Abs - finally got the chance to go since i stayed in friday night and managed to go to bed at 10pm. "... Jabs N' Abs utilizes simple kickboxing movements that target the abdominal muscles!" i thought it was gonna be a piece of cake and walked in there with much confidence. i can do an hour and a half of dance class anyway so what's an hour of Jabs N' Abs??? boy was i wrong - after 30 minutes of punching in the air and jumping around, this boy was ready to pass out. the last 20 minutes of the class was dedicated to sit-ups. sit-ups in every manner imaginable! in my every push i was for sure my cup of coffee will find its way out of my mouth. i wanted to give up but i huffed and i puffed and somehow i managed to finish the class. after the last set of stretches - i shot a cocky "good class!" to the teacher and walked out. i popped 2 tylenols the minute i got home. today i learned that there's a clear difference between pirouettes and battlements versus Jabs N' Abs.
the frustration kills me. i may not be the most talented writer in the world but i do know i have ideas, life experiences, or even random thoughts that i can share. sometimes it simply escapes me.
oooh Camp24 Jabs N' Abs - finally got the chance to go since i stayed in friday night and managed to go to bed at 10pm. "... Jabs N' Abs utilizes simple kickboxing movements that target the abdominal muscles!" i thought it was gonna be a piece of cake and walked in there with much confidence. i can do an hour and a half of dance class anyway so what's an hour of Jabs N' Abs??? boy was i wrong - after 30 minutes of punching in the air and jumping around, this boy was ready to pass out. the last 20 minutes of the class was dedicated to sit-ups. sit-ups in every manner imaginable! in my every push i was for sure my cup of coffee will find its way out of my mouth. i wanted to give up but i huffed and i puffed and somehow i managed to finish the class. after the last set of stretches - i shot a cocky "good class!" to the teacher and walked out. i popped 2 tylenols the minute i got home. today i learned that there's a clear difference between pirouettes and battlements versus Jabs N' Abs.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
quit anniversary ...
Your Quit Date is: 1/3/2005 9:00:00 AM
Time Smoke-Free: 618 days, 2 hours, 53 minutes and 1 second
Cigarettes NOT smoked: 6181
Lifetime Saved: 1 month, 17 days, 5 hours
Money Saved: $1,081.50
Time Smoke-Free: 618 days, 2 hours, 53 minutes and 1 second
Cigarettes NOT smoked: 6181
Lifetime Saved: 1 month, 17 days, 5 hours
Money Saved: $1,081.50
Monday, September 04, 2006
sigh.
i had a good life before you...
it was empty actually, but at least i was blissfully unaware of how miserable i was. whereas now, because of you, i am acutely aware of how completely and totally unhappy i am. thank you for that.
- from Failure to Launch
it was empty actually, but at least i was blissfully unaware of how miserable i was. whereas now, because of you, i am acutely aware of how completely and totally unhappy i am. thank you for that.
- from Failure to Launch
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Thursday, August 03, 2006
quit anniversary ...
Your Quit Date is: Monday, January 03, 2005 at 9:00:00 AM
Time Smoke-Free: 576 days, 18 hours, 2 minutes and 34 seconds
Cigarettes NOT smoked: 5768
Lifetime Saved: 1 month, 14 days, 1 hour
Money Saved: $1,009.75
Time Smoke-Free: 576 days, 18 hours, 2 minutes and 34 seconds
Cigarettes NOT smoked: 5768
Lifetime Saved: 1 month, 14 days, 1 hour
Money Saved: $1,009.75
Sunday, July 30, 2006
29th year ...
a combination of great food, a 3-day weekend, endless calls and text messages, cupcakes, nice weather, a night of dancing, designer jeans, flowers, overflowing vodka, awesome gifts, AND a jason mraz cake enjoyed in the company of the most amazing group of people i more lovingly call 'family' than 'friends'.
a quiet dinner and a fun movie.
i'm thankful...
a quiet dinner and a fun movie.
i'm thankful...
more fun pictures HERE
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Saturday, July 08, 2006
virginia
virzie!!!! great to see you. gosh i still can't believe you're pregnant. when will it be my turn? ha!
i'll you see you around.
MORE PICS HERE
(courtesy of virginia)
Monday, June 05, 2006
fine! bite me ...
i know i know. i've been lagging behind on keeping my blog page up to date. for whatever it's worth - i'm sorry (LOL).
here's the thing though - nothing has been going on with my life. nothing too exciting to write about. it's amazing how one event can change one's life. like in an instant you're a different person.
i read somewhere that a person becomes an adult when you bury a parent or become a parent yourself. obviously i'm not gonna be a parent anytime soon. and when my father passed away in february, i never got the chance to see him. i didn't get to see him during his last moments. i didn't even get to be a pallbearer at his funeral. and yes, i didn't get a chance to personally say goodbye.
i read somewhere too that there are 5 stages in dealing with death. i'm not gonna dwell on each one of these steps but the particular stage in question is the 5th and final and definitely the most difficult - ACCEPTANCE. i simply didn't understand how to accept the loss. maybe i have accepted but didn't know it or that maybe, like in some cases i've read, acceptance wouldn't happen until after a few years. that idea scares me.
"accepting loss/death of a loved one is fully accomplished when one has fully understand the fact that he or she is not coming back"
i've said before that missing out on my own father's funeral is the demon that i will have to deal with for the rest of my life. i have promised myself and the people that i love that i will do my best to be ok and slowly move on. it's easier said than done. on the outside i am ok, but on the inside i'm in pain. when surrounded by friends, i'm ok. but in solitude, i am not. most of the time i lose the battle against my own demon. on the bright side, i guess the situation provides me with some kind of balance. the joy of being with friends evens out the pain i feel when alone. finding a happy medium is my goal right now. and in my own time, i will heal.
'nuf said.
here's the thing though - nothing has been going on with my life. nothing too exciting to write about. it's amazing how one event can change one's life. like in an instant you're a different person.
i read somewhere that a person becomes an adult when you bury a parent or become a parent yourself. obviously i'm not gonna be a parent anytime soon. and when my father passed away in february, i never got the chance to see him. i didn't get to see him during his last moments. i didn't even get to be a pallbearer at his funeral. and yes, i didn't get a chance to personally say goodbye.
i read somewhere too that there are 5 stages in dealing with death. i'm not gonna dwell on each one of these steps but the particular stage in question is the 5th and final and definitely the most difficult - ACCEPTANCE. i simply didn't understand how to accept the loss. maybe i have accepted but didn't know it or that maybe, like in some cases i've read, acceptance wouldn't happen until after a few years. that idea scares me.
"accepting loss/death of a loved one is fully accomplished when one has fully understand the fact that he or she is not coming back"
i've said before that missing out on my own father's funeral is the demon that i will have to deal with for the rest of my life. i have promised myself and the people that i love that i will do my best to be ok and slowly move on. it's easier said than done. on the outside i am ok, but on the inside i'm in pain. when surrounded by friends, i'm ok. but in solitude, i am not. most of the time i lose the battle against my own demon. on the bright side, i guess the situation provides me with some kind of balance. the joy of being with friends evens out the pain i feel when alone. finding a happy medium is my goal right now. and in my own time, i will heal.
'nuf said.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
on the 40th day ....
it's been a while. i'm trying to get back on the saddle. the past few weeks has been pretty rough so please bear with me. be nice! =)
before i totally forget - thank you to everyone who offered their support and prayers. in losing my father i gained realization that i am blessed with awesome friends. i will be forever grateful for literally and figuratively holding me up when my world seemed to be falling apart. my love goes out to all of you. i will never forget...
today my family and i observe papa's 40th day of death. it is believed that on this day his soul leaves earth and enters the gates of heaven. hence prayers are offered to aid his journey from earth to heaven where his soul will forever be in peace.
as for those of us who were left behind, the long process of healing begins. it's been extremely difficult for me since i am away from home, away from family who can provide me with a strong emotional backbone that i badly need right now. i have to heal. i promise myself that somehow i'll make it. i survived before. i no reason to fail now.
before i totally forget - thank you to everyone who offered their support and prayers. in losing my father i gained realization that i am blessed with awesome friends. i will be forever grateful for literally and figuratively holding me up when my world seemed to be falling apart. my love goes out to all of you. i will never forget...
today my family and i observe papa's 40th day of death. it is believed that on this day his soul leaves earth and enters the gates of heaven. hence prayers are offered to aid his journey from earth to heaven where his soul will forever be in peace.
as for those of us who were left behind, the long process of healing begins. it's been extremely difficult for me since i am away from home, away from family who can provide me with a strong emotional backbone that i badly need right now. i have to heal. i promise myself that somehow i'll make it. i survived before. i no reason to fail now.
Sunday, February 26, 2006
letter for papa ....
february 2006
dear papa,
i don't know how or where to begin. this is probably the most painful letter i ever have to write.
i guess i should start by saying - i am sorry. for not being there in your most difficult and trying time and also for not being there today. i know that in your heart and in your mind, you know how much i wanted to be there. i've always longed to hold you and console you and be the good son i wanted to be. unfortunately, certain situations wouldn't let me. i hope you understand. a part of me believes that where i am right now is exactly where you want me to be. this was your grand plan all along. you've worked very hard to provide me with a comfortable life and good education among other things. it was your goal to secure a good future for mama, for my brother and sisters, and for myself. papa, i know you can hear me, and i want you to know that you have succeeded in more ways than one.
although another part of me is lost, i am faithful that in time, i will fully understand our fate.
also, i want to say thank you for a million reasons. you have been a loving husband, a devoted father, a supportive father in law, an adoring grandfather, a valuable friend to peers, coworkers and even acquaintances. you will always be the strong, invulnerable gentleman both kids and adults look up to.
most importantly, thank you for showing us the real meaning of courage and strength. you have redefined bravery and for that, i know i have no reason to feel weak. you are a true gentleman and always will be.
in my heart i will hold a promise - to always remember august 29, 2001. four years, five months, and twenty days ago. as i watched you and mama walk through that gate at the san francisco airport, never did i imagine that it was gonna be the last time i will see you. that particular date shall mark the turning point of our journey.
this is not the end. it will never be. for i am certain that you will be with me as i go through my own personal journey. i know that you will be watching over me and guiding me through the right path.
i am in great pain that i can not be there to read you this letter. my heart bears so much heaviness with the fact that i won't have the chance to say my final goodbye. but i believe that you are always with me and that our love will transgress through the distance.
papa ... the strength you have exemplified will be my inspiration. the knowledge you imparted will be my guiding light. your courage shall make me stronger and in your peace i shall find mine.
i love you and til we meet again...
much love,
your bunso - alex
dear papa,
i don't know how or where to begin. this is probably the most painful letter i ever have to write.
i guess i should start by saying - i am sorry. for not being there in your most difficult and trying time and also for not being there today. i know that in your heart and in your mind, you know how much i wanted to be there. i've always longed to hold you and console you and be the good son i wanted to be. unfortunately, certain situations wouldn't let me. i hope you understand. a part of me believes that where i am right now is exactly where you want me to be. this was your grand plan all along. you've worked very hard to provide me with a comfortable life and good education among other things. it was your goal to secure a good future for mama, for my brother and sisters, and for myself. papa, i know you can hear me, and i want you to know that you have succeeded in more ways than one.
although another part of me is lost, i am faithful that in time, i will fully understand our fate.
also, i want to say thank you for a million reasons. you have been a loving husband, a devoted father, a supportive father in law, an adoring grandfather, a valuable friend to peers, coworkers and even acquaintances. you will always be the strong, invulnerable gentleman both kids and adults look up to.
most importantly, thank you for showing us the real meaning of courage and strength. you have redefined bravery and for that, i know i have no reason to feel weak. you are a true gentleman and always will be.
in my heart i will hold a promise - to always remember august 29, 2001. four years, five months, and twenty days ago. as i watched you and mama walk through that gate at the san francisco airport, never did i imagine that it was gonna be the last time i will see you. that particular date shall mark the turning point of our journey.
this is not the end. it will never be. for i am certain that you will be with me as i go through my own personal journey. i know that you will be watching over me and guiding me through the right path.
i am in great pain that i can not be there to read you this letter. my heart bears so much heaviness with the fact that i won't have the chance to say my final goodbye. but i believe that you are always with me and that our love will transgress through the distance.
papa ... the strength you have exemplified will be my inspiration. the knowledge you imparted will be my guiding light. your courage shall make me stronger and in your peace i shall find mine.
i love you and til we meet again...
much love,
your bunso - alex
Monday, February 20, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
urban word of the week ... [7]
valentine's day:
1) holiday maliciously created to make lonely people extremely depressed.
2) a corporate conspiracy conceived by candy makers, rose growers, lingerie stores, and jewellers to get people to spend money on junk.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
1) holiday maliciously created to make lonely people extremely depressed.
2) a corporate conspiracy conceived by candy makers, rose growers, lingerie stores, and jewellers to get people to spend money on junk.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
my fridge is alive!
man, it was a rough week. i'm glad i made it to the weekend. the past few days has been a blur except for thursday when i finally got the chance to stay home and chill. dance class, gym, or dinner get-together after my daily 8 to 5 could be exhausting.
it was my one and only niece's 3rd birthday last monday. i called her and she happily sang 'happy birthday to me' with full gusto over the phone. it was precious! also when i asked her what she was doing, she replied 'i'm watching bambi the reindeer'. hahahaha i laughed so hard i almost fell off my chair. it's amazing what kids would say.
i finally got around to cleaning my fridge. a slice of cheesecake from a holiday party, pasta sauce i made a month ago, 3-week old tuna spread - just a few of the stuff sitting in my fridge and pretty much forming a life of its own. i threw out the tupperware most of them were stored in and i nuked a sauce pan in boiling water for a good 10 minutes. it was scary! no wonder the past few weeks i've been spooked out at home. someone else was living in my apartment - micro organisms breeding unwanted life forms right inside the comfort of my own refrigerator!
it was my one and only niece's 3rd birthday last monday. i called her and she happily sang 'happy birthday to me' with full gusto over the phone. it was precious! also when i asked her what she was doing, she replied 'i'm watching bambi the reindeer'. hahahaha i laughed so hard i almost fell off my chair. it's amazing what kids would say.
i finally got around to cleaning my fridge. a slice of cheesecake from a holiday party, pasta sauce i made a month ago, 3-week old tuna spread - just a few of the stuff sitting in my fridge and pretty much forming a life of its own. i threw out the tupperware most of them were stored in and i nuked a sauce pan in boiling water for a good 10 minutes. it was scary! no wonder the past few weeks i've been spooked out at home. someone else was living in my apartment - micro organisms breeding unwanted life forms right inside the comfort of my own refrigerator!
Monday, February 06, 2006
urban word of the week ... [6]
broke:
It refers to being penniless, out of cash, completely fucking spent, skint
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
It refers to being penniless, out of cash, completely fucking spent, skint
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
weekend randomness ...
it's sunday. after finishing the not-so-impressive-drowned-out-with-special-effects War of the Worlds, i headed to bed for a promised one hour nap. i set my alarm at 530pm but woke up at 630 instead. sigh .. there goes my afternoon.
it's been a rough week. i've been feeling lost and spaced out and homesick. the thing is i don't know what really triggered it. am i going crazy? i'm convinced that it's a pretty normal phase that i usually go through. surprisingly though i've never gotten used to it. after all these years, i couldn't seem to fight the evil of homesickness and it's insane affects on me and my psyche. i have crazy mood swings, i couldn't eat, my motivation is the size of a pea and i'm very emotional. i couldn't find myself. a lot of things are not making any sense right now. should i go see a doctor now?
i'm tired of LA. i should move some place where the seasons change.
looks like the planned mini-reunion with my sisters at louisville, kentucky will fall through. boo! i've been looking forward to it really. seeing ate yvette is possibly the closest i could get to being home. i've imagined the dinners together, the trips to the park with my 3-year old niece, the long talks over coffee. would have been nice. it would have been good for my soul.
maybe i should pack my bags and just go home. but where is home?
it's been a rough week. i've been feeling lost and spaced out and homesick. the thing is i don't know what really triggered it. am i going crazy? i'm convinced that it's a pretty normal phase that i usually go through. surprisingly though i've never gotten used to it. after all these years, i couldn't seem to fight the evil of homesickness and it's insane affects on me and my psyche. i have crazy mood swings, i couldn't eat, my motivation is the size of a pea and i'm very emotional. i couldn't find myself. a lot of things are not making any sense right now. should i go see a doctor now?
i'm tired of LA. i should move some place where the seasons change.
looks like the planned mini-reunion with my sisters at louisville, kentucky will fall through. boo! i've been looking forward to it really. seeing ate yvette is possibly the closest i could get to being home. i've imagined the dinners together, the trips to the park with my 3-year old niece, the long talks over coffee. would have been nice. it would have been good for my soul.
maybe i should pack my bags and just go home. but where is home?
Monday, January 30, 2006
urban word of the week ... [5]
awesomeness test:
1) An act of what appears to be generosity- such as lending an acquaintance a CD or movie, etc., or allowing them to choose what to do for fun- that is really more of a method of evaluating whether or not they're up to your cool standards.
2) An inner struggle that involves the choice between what you believe is cool and what society tells you is cool; if you allow your sense of coolness to triumph over popular opinion, you have passed the awesomeness test.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
1) An act of what appears to be generosity- such as lending an acquaintance a CD or movie, etc., or allowing them to choose what to do for fun- that is really more of a method of evaluating whether or not they're up to your cool standards.
2) An inner struggle that involves the choice between what you believe is cool and what society tells you is cool; if you allow your sense of coolness to triumph over popular opinion, you have passed the awesomeness test.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
blah ... blah ... blah ...
listening to: Dynamite by Jamiroqauire-living the spirit of Canned Heat and Cosmic girl, i am truely enjoying Jamiroqaui's latest cd. the blend of disco, techno funk and dance style gives me a certain high that i actually caught myself jamming and bobbing my head while i listened to the cd at work. favorite track - it's a toss up between seven days in sunny june and time won't wait. the cd name best describes it - dynamite!
currently reading: Home Bound - Filipino American Lives Across Cultures, Communities and Countries by Yen Li Espirituwhile this book is loaded with big words (i.e. transnationlism, annexation, etc.), the author's attempt to define the present "filipino immigrant" by looking into the extensive history of the filipino-american relations, is most certainly engaging. the book is giving me a good overview on how my concept of the 'american dream' evolved from an almost imaginary "mind set" to an actual "living it". the definitions of 'home' from an immigrant's perspective is another topic that i'm particularly interested in.
latest purchase: Braun rechargeable electronic shaver
i'm broke but i gotta have it. so i amex'd that shit! being the semi-klutz that i am, using a razor just isn't my thing! so before i bleed to death in a futile attempt to achieve a clean shave, i decided that an electronic shaver may just be the solution to my problem.
peace!
Saturday, January 28, 2006
JM in manila
JM is now kissing and signing US stamps! how cool is that??
here's an excerpt from JM's 1/23/2006 journal entry called Excuses for Excusing one's Self.
01.19.06
My room here in Manila feels like it did when I left it almost 2 years ago. Assuming it's the same room. It's hard to tell. Hotels have a wonderful way of making you feel like your always coming home, that is, if you show your loyalty to a select few. Holy shit, my name is embroidered on the pillows. I wish I had brought a camera with me now. I would've taken a photo of agro-Toca on the flight to Manila as he was purposefully spilling a soda on the guy in front of him in protest of minimal legroom.
01.21.06
I've spent maybe 6 dollars since I've been here, on two 3-dollar beverages from Starbucks, which were actually paid for by my companions on this adventure. At the show last night, they advertised this hotel as the official residence of Jason Mraz. They aren't kidding. Every employee in this place calls me by my first name. Good morning Mr. Jason. Will you be having tea with us Mr. Jason? Don't forget to take your pillowcases home with you Mr. Jason. My name is embroidered on the pillowcases. They also gave me breakfast coupons so all I have to do is hand one over to feast the waffle, rice and everything that comes from a pig.
Mr. Jason was what they called me when I worked at a day care center for about a month during the summer of 96. It was called Almost Angels Day care center. To me that name sounded more like kids who were almost dead. I couldn't handle that kind of pressure.
Toca scored some (blank) last night, the very same that was given to JaRule and the Black Eyed Peas when they stayed here. I wonder if they had black Eyes Peas inscribed on the pillowcases. If so I want a pair to go with my Black Eyed Pea themed bedroom at home. They will complete the collection in the elegant manner I'm aiming for. Mraz I Am.
***
this boy is too funny!!!
here's an excerpt from JM's 1/23/2006 journal entry called Excuses for Excusing one's Self.
01.19.06
My room here in Manila feels like it did when I left it almost 2 years ago. Assuming it's the same room. It's hard to tell. Hotels have a wonderful way of making you feel like your always coming home, that is, if you show your loyalty to a select few. Holy shit, my name is embroidered on the pillows. I wish I had brought a camera with me now. I would've taken a photo of agro-Toca on the flight to Manila as he was purposefully spilling a soda on the guy in front of him in protest of minimal legroom.
01.21.06
I've spent maybe 6 dollars since I've been here, on two 3-dollar beverages from Starbucks, which were actually paid for by my companions on this adventure. At the show last night, they advertised this hotel as the official residence of Jason Mraz. They aren't kidding. Every employee in this place calls me by my first name. Good morning Mr. Jason. Will you be having tea with us Mr. Jason? Don't forget to take your pillowcases home with you Mr. Jason. My name is embroidered on the pillowcases. They also gave me breakfast coupons so all I have to do is hand one over to feast the waffle, rice and everything that comes from a pig.
Mr. Jason was what they called me when I worked at a day care center for about a month during the summer of 96. It was called Almost Angels Day care center. To me that name sounded more like kids who were almost dead. I couldn't handle that kind of pressure.
Toca scored some (blank) last night, the very same that was given to JaRule and the Black Eyed Peas when they stayed here. I wonder if they had black Eyes Peas inscribed on the pillowcases. If so I want a pair to go with my Black Eyed Pea themed bedroom at home. They will complete the collection in the elegant manner I'm aiming for. Mraz I Am.
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this boy is too funny!!!
Monday, January 23, 2006
urban word of the week ... [4]
lush:
1. one who becomes intoxicated after a few drinks and flirts with everyone.
2. somebody who drinks alot.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
1. one who becomes intoxicated after a few drinks and flirts with everyone.
2. somebody who drinks alot.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
Saturday, January 21, 2006
anywhere but here ...
it's been freezing the past week and today i caught myself looking at this awesome picture i took in hawaii. blue skies, warm water, lush greenery and the sun showering the entire scene with a beautiful orange hue. sigh ... please take me away!
quiet and uneventful - my blog page is a perfect reflection of my life. work, dance class, gym, studying web design - my routine is turning into a dull cycle. even if once in a while i manage to deviate from it - like hang out with friends, or go on a nice dinner date - after it's all done, it feels like my normal routine is way too over-powering to provide a sense of satisfaction that i was actually out of the cycle even for a few moments.
this morning i work up with a slight hang-over and realized that it was gonna be one of those days that i wish the cleaning fairy would come visit me. i was out of clean socks and underwear so laundry had to be done, my apartment looks like hurricane katrina hurled thru it, a stack of used dishes was piled high i'm scared it would topple over, and my bathroom is starting to have a life of its own. sigh ... please take me away!
do i whine too much?
oh speaking of 'whine' ... last night, i set out to join my friends celebrate Jun's birthday. i had 2 glasses of 'wine' at home earlier that night so needless to say, i was pretty much buzzing even before i got to the abbey. yeh, it was a struggle to finish a tall glass of absolut red bull and by the time i downed that shit, i was hammered! driving home wasn't a good idea but i managed. me and mr. b got home in one piece. i'm stubborn and foolish like that unfortunately and i would always always always berate myself the morning after.
mr. b got new brake pads and turn rotors last wednesday. i had to make an emergency visit to the service center after my wheels started making this funky metal-like scratchy sound. i was certain something was wrong and it scared the hell out of me - it felt like my wheels were gonna fly off any second. two hours and 225 dollars later, my car was running smoothly although my finances will be in a rough spot until the next payday. the price i have to pay for safety and some peace of mind. sigh ... please take me away!
celebrity sighting - ryan reynolds smoking outside GroundWorks on sunset and cahuenga. just thought i'd share. lol...
and oh, happy birthday mom! you may not be a big fan of my blog but i love you just the same ...
Monday, January 16, 2006
urban word of the week ... [3]
anablog:
The old fashioned journal you wrote in with crushed tree pulp, binding, and maybe some kind of lock mechanism. For some reason people used to like writing opinions only they read. It is a fad past its prime but Borders still sells them for some reason.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
The old fashioned journal you wrote in with crushed tree pulp, binding, and maybe some kind of lock mechanism. For some reason people used to like writing opinions only they read. It is a fad past its prime but Borders still sells them for some reason.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
Monday, January 09, 2006
the power of words
i received a long overdue 'merry christmas' card from my sister today. in it she wrote,
so little words but big in meaning. my eldest sister expresses her thoughts in such powerful words that it will knock the wind out of you.
i love her for that.
Always write your heart on the sand where waves of forgiveness can wash them away and to carve your blessings on stone where no wind can ever erase them.
All the best!
Always,
Ate Yvette
so little words but big in meaning. my eldest sister expresses her thoughts in such powerful words that it will knock the wind out of you.
i love her for that.
urban word of the week ... [2]
Alex:
A short male, not incredibly good at any one thing. However talented at almost everything, a real all-rounder. Is also quite insecure about his shoe size.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
*great! exactly the kind of validation that i needed. lol!!!*
A short male, not incredibly good at any one thing. However talented at almost everything, a real all-rounder. Is also quite insecure about his shoe size.
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
*great! exactly the kind of validation that i needed. lol!!!*
Sunday, January 08, 2006
mr. db
i got myself a new bestfriend. mr. db - short for dustbuster. but he's not short for anything else. he gets the job done and i'm happy about it.
i've visited like 4 houses recently with a dustbuster laying around in the kitchen or in a discreet area in the living room. the name pretty much gives away the main purpose of the machine but it never crossed my mind that a dustbuster was something i would i ideally have in my house. after gathering a handful of interesting information from friends, i finally got one for myself yesterday. after 16 hours of initial charging, i put mr. db to the test this afternoon and boy, he is a blessing indeed! it picked up, not only annoying dust, but worthless crap on my carpet and on my couch. dirt and hair in between those little crevices in my closet, on my dresser and in the bathroom was sucked into neverland. scraps of foreign objects in my kitchen are now buh-bye.
household chores has never been my cup of tea but today i was saved. i spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening dustbusting. =)
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
1st QUIT anniversary ...
Your Quit Date is: Monday, January 03, 2005 at 9:00:00 AM
Time Smoke-Free: 365 days, 2 hours, 54 minutes and 36 seconds
Cigarettes NOT smoked: 3651
Lifetime Saved: 27 days, 21 hours
Money Saved: $638.75
i didn't even realize it's been a year since i quit smoking until i opened an email i received from quitnet.com. it's very overwhelming how one year went by sooo fast. what's more interesting that in one year i managed to save 27 days and 21 hours of my life. i stared at the email with mouth open for a full 30 seconds!
it's good to know that i achieved something the past year after all. i give myself a good pat on the back. and today i declare that my most valuable purchase in 2005 was a pack of Nicoderm CQ Clear Patch - Step 2. =)
365 days, 2 hours, 54 minutes and 36 seconds and counting .....
Time Smoke-Free: 365 days, 2 hours, 54 minutes and 36 seconds
Cigarettes NOT smoked: 3651
Lifetime Saved: 27 days, 21 hours
Money Saved: $638.75
i didn't even realize it's been a year since i quit smoking until i opened an email i received from quitnet.com. it's very overwhelming how one year went by sooo fast. what's more interesting that in one year i managed to save 27 days and 21 hours of my life. i stared at the email with mouth open for a full 30 seconds!
it's good to know that i achieved something the past year after all. i give myself a good pat on the back. and today i declare that my most valuable purchase in 2005 was a pack of Nicoderm CQ Clear Patch - Step 2. =)
365 days, 2 hours, 54 minutes and 36 seconds and counting .....
urban word of the week ... [1]
new year:
New Year is a time where over weight fat asses pay for 3 months of gym memberships and go maybe 3 times in the first month, if they get their fat ass off of the couch and turn off Judge Judy or Maury. The time every year where my parents stop smoking for about 3-5 days then start again because of the stress me and my brother put them through, or something like that. Time where we all go out and get drunk and watch a stupid fucking ball be lowered off a building. New year is a great time, we start it off drunk, lie to our selves, and then go back to our normal denial state of mind 2 weeks later..
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
New Year is a time where over weight fat asses pay for 3 months of gym memberships and go maybe 3 times in the first month, if they get their fat ass off of the couch and turn off Judge Judy or Maury. The time every year where my parents stop smoking for about 3-5 days then start again because of the stress me and my brother put them through, or something like that. Time where we all go out and get drunk and watch a stupid fucking ball be lowered off a building. New year is a great time, we start it off drunk, lie to our selves, and then go back to our normal denial state of mind 2 weeks later..
SOURCE:
urbandictionary.com
Define Your World.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
hello there 2006
i have to admit that i am pretty glad that 2005 is over and done with.
the past year has been a rough one commencing with the K break-up in january. over the summer i learned of my father's health situation. right before thanksgiving day i was thrown back to my previous position at the corporate office. in between these major events were a few more 'down' situations. oddly, a great deal of the past year has been spent in the 'down'. it felt like i never was in the 'up'.
but like any roller coaster, the up and down ride through life comes to a stop. for a few minutes, the engine comes to a halt for a deserved breather. it is an opportunity to rest, process how the previous ride was and determine how to face the succeeding roll. at this point, we get off the roller coaster and think. then we are given a chance to have another go at it. ride once again and hope for more 'ups' than 'downs'. life is a cycle. hold on to dear life because it is bumpy road, guaranteed.
i wish for endless tracks on my roller coaster ride. i want a ride-all-you-can ticket and i'm sure no matter how many ups and downs, loops, turns and spins, plunges - i am bound to get there.
i'm ready and this time, i'm gonna ride through life with my hands in the air ...
the past year has been a rough one commencing with the K break-up in january. over the summer i learned of my father's health situation. right before thanksgiving day i was thrown back to my previous position at the corporate office. in between these major events were a few more 'down' situations. oddly, a great deal of the past year has been spent in the 'down'. it felt like i never was in the 'up'.
but like any roller coaster, the up and down ride through life comes to a stop. for a few minutes, the engine comes to a halt for a deserved breather. it is an opportunity to rest, process how the previous ride was and determine how to face the succeeding roll. at this point, we get off the roller coaster and think. then we are given a chance to have another go at it. ride once again and hope for more 'ups' than 'downs'. life is a cycle. hold on to dear life because it is bumpy road, guaranteed.
i wish for endless tracks on my roller coaster ride. i want a ride-all-you-can ticket and i'm sure no matter how many ups and downs, loops, turns and spins, plunges - i am bound to get there.
i'm ready and this time, i'm gonna ride through life with my hands in the air ...
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