and in the present day...

*** top 3 hairstyles of the month
1. punk inspired layer with oversized side swept bangs "ala shane"
2. short crop with big sexy curls with razor cut tips for some edge
3. debutante like voluminous rise on the crown behind a headbanded clean frontal finish

*** top 3 inspiring situations you've encountered of the month
1. reading the book "why men marry bitches"
2. i got an above average in my OLSAT exam
3. i got a perky morning call from a night person

*** what 3 things that will make you give up eating lechon for a month
1. unlimited japanese food or unlimited food
2. free gift certificates for christmas presents
3. free daily massage for a month

*** top three wants you most like to happen or have
1. a suprise from popie with flowers hehehe... many many flowers
2. have a great photo of me taken
3. get my ba109 done and over with for once and at last

*** food hall choices
1. mama gie's bangus... mmmmmmm namnam
2. crabmeat and barbeque with free pochero soup meal saver
3. sizzling plates
---did you know i used to go crazy for chicken company.... i'd like to go there again

*** top 3 buffets you've tried
1. marriot breakfast buffet
2. shangrila's tides dinner buffet
3. mikado's imperial lunch buffet

*** top 3 songs of the month
1. sound and vision by The Sea and Cake
2. hide and seek by Imogen Heap
3. promiscuous girl by Nelly Furtado feat. Timbaland

*** top three things u wanna do if you can turn back time
none at all, i'd live my life exactly the way i have otherwise, i wouldn't be me and i'm happy to be me... well okay maybe the mp3 player... i would have taken much more care for it than i had

vida en sepia

drifting waters

(a poem for chiara)

slow it may seem
when in despair
quickly it be
when walking on air

drifting waters and moving sands
is all that it realy is
choose to sashay or to prance
it's your perogative

continue being radiant
as you are in your spring
age is yours to maneuver
and ne'er cease blossoming

these things

the hush of the wind by me it passes
the splash of the waves as it crashes
the glint of the noontime sun's bash
the sweet scent of wet and dewy grass
the senses of mine are fully satiated
the simplism of these things are underated
the joy they fill within me
the things that are priceless yet free

Why Men Marry BITCHES

why men marry bitches
that is the title of this book that i am reading
and i am enjoying every bit of it
mind the content of the title
do not ignore the reference men as opposed to boys
because this wouldn't work for puppy love stuff
or should i even call that saturated infatuation, love?
the word bitch is explained in the book
mistake it not for a brach, instead be it the acronym for
Babe In Total Control (of) Herself
i love it
i even made hamsters out of my friends
Masheed and Terence (hi guys, they don't know 'bout this...hehe)
Terence was the typical guy pictureqsue
a guy who wants a girl who plays it cool after torjack
Masheed is the ultimate nice girl
who,on the otherhand, feels "closer" (with matching hand gestures)
what women are supposed to do is
PRETEND LIKE YOU DON"T GIVE A DAMN
not only will you make him work harder to please you
but the main reason that i've lived this advice eversince was
that i did not want to give HIM the pleasure
of thinking that he was amazing
or that he was better for me than i was for him
i want to keep it in this line of thinking:
i am way tooo good for you,
and since i am gracing you with my presence,
work hard for it.
please don't think that i think way too much of myself
but you have to bid higher honey
to get a good deal for your real value
and if nobody's buying it maybe your worth a little less
hahahahaha

Music has It

"thank you to kinnie for not suing me for posting this on my blog read along and you will understand why i had to post this"


i've always been affected by songs. my life could be set into chapters by the sound genre i was into or that someone special to me was into...like Plush by Stone Temple Pilots which my friends and i refer to as "giovanni" for reasons only we could ever know. Like All I Want by INOJ, which i think still makes cybill nauseous for having the damned priviledge to sing the first part of the song for our music video and repeat the intro innumerably. Like My Only One by Yellowcard when i put a good friend into the most drunk state you could ever scheme even for an enemy and we both sang this as loud as a boat in a tiny cozy place here in cebu which made the performer (cover performance) stop for a split second and think if he even had to sing with our raucous mouths around.

but KINNIE STARR's SUN AGAIN has topped my list for now. you see, i was introducing KINNIE STARR's SUN AGAIN to Angelica when she was humming to an ambient beat playing in the atmosphere by merely saying "i think you should download KINNIE STARR, you'll like her. that's k-i-n-n-i-e-star-r". But then Ms. Dana chimed in and said "yeah that, IN THE SUN" and i said "no no i'm pretty sure, KINNIE STARR is SUN AGAIN while IN THE SUN is by Joseph Arthuuuuuurrrrr" I was screaming like hell! How in the world did those two songs come across the path of Dana? There would be no other way, than The L word, which means that if Dana saw it, she should be interested. Well, Dana eventually told me everything. You get the picture. Otherwise, guess it.

my friend, Gladys

i have a 21 year old friend, whose name shall be Gladys
i baptised her with that name since it fits her well
or at least better than her real, legal name.
well, i didn't write this to discuss about names
but instead, to narrate how gladys has inspired me.
how she has lived to tell
about a real life hope-filled experience.
(watching too much Daria either has my brain fixated
and influenced by either Daria or
Britney and Quinn's manner of speech,
but i definitely dont sound like myself anymore)
Anyway, as previously stated, Gladys is 21 years old
and last July 20, she was able to bang on fresh meat.
By fresh meat,
i mean an 18 year old hunky basketball player
with a clean face, a decent background,
unventured flesh and one who foots the bill.
now that i have turned into an unmentionable age,
these things matter for the very reason that
we are now at the right age to be able to go through
the right of passage of breaking a guy's hymen
being too old will be gross to do that and
that incident might be considered as pedophilia
and if the deed was done when we were any younger,
it would just be like breaking the stopper together
like as if it were js prom and you had the 'perfect' night
(kids are just waay to idealistic for their own good,
good thing for me, i've been cynical early on)
anyway, back to being on the right age,
this is the time when we would be able to encounter
a young man nudging a friend while whispering
"that's the woman i've lost it with, isn't she foxy?"
or if not that it should be at least this:
"i shagged that hot mamma right there, and she was the best!"
(why should she the best? he has no point of comparison)
it would be so good to be able to copulate
and also be in control the whole time all the time
all you need to have is guts,
anyway there is no reason to be insecure
since he has more reasons to be ashamed of himself.
This all related to hope since now, i am able to envision
the possibilities and the upsides of aging,
the things we are able to do when we were younger
and the memories we can cherish about our youth.
but mind you, kids don't be in a hurry to grow old
not only will it come in time
that you will have to wear eyeglasses,
boring pinstriped pansuits,
undying updo's or everyday ponytails,
generic black leather bags,
callousing black leather 3 inch pumps,
and so much more because you will also
come in time with age spots,
wrinkles and dry skin.
you will never get to appreciate
not having these conditions until you get them.
keep in mind that these life-ruining changes
once attained, will stay on forever
and no amount of cosmetic surgery can erase it.
enough nagging about the disadvantages of old age,
hope remains where wisdom lies
so now all i have to do is to act smart enough
to maximize this age condition,
be like gladys and turn my senority into prowess.
but really?
im only 19 years old, ok... a little bit older...
at least, i know what i still have
and i enjoy it to the fullest that i can
but that gladys story is true and so with the hope awareness
;) i hope i made your day :) hehehehe

mamala

Everything seems to be in place
Even with slight glitches
I can catch up with everyone’s pace

It’s been extreme with mamala
Whose lingo that is
Is the one who’s been nah

Quite befuddling yet contenting
My options are nay
For now, I opt not worrying