Kapirasong Utak

Two years after the day

2006-10-13T10:21:00.000+08:00

She: "Just imagine life without girls... The result?

-Telephones silent

- Malls empty

- Shoe/bag industries closed

- All mobile companies in loss

-No cosmetics

- No flowers

- No valentines

- No jewelries

- No perfumes

- No travelling

- No weddings

- No condoms

- ALL MEN MAGBO-BROKEBACK!!

Nyahahahaha!!!"

He: Which is exciting. Mwehehehe. Tsaka hindi dadami tao sa mundo. (smiley)

She: Hayop. Daming prospect. (smiley)

He: Like who? Hehehe. Ngapala, goin back, cnu ung friend mu na nagtatanong ng number ko? Was it for real or your alibi lang?

She: Ybang naman nito. (smiley) He's real, but he's d wt u'd call, ung pangit na fag. Haha. He's not even a friend, more of just a coworker. Kya nga ayw k dn bgay # m. Hehe.

He: Haha. Wag na nga. Actually am lukin 4 a benefactor. Hehe. Para mapera ako. (smiley)

She: Hay naku, matagal ka nang naghahanap ng benefactor. Hanggang ngayon, wala pa rin ba? Hehe. You with anyone now?

He: Hehe. Ala pa nga eh. Bk may kakilala ka? (smiley) am havin breakfast here in makati. Kaw?

She: Pauwi. Gling akong apt, kelangan ko lang magupdate ng stuff sa pc. And maybe greet Chloe too. Tangina, gus2 ng Barney for her bday. SWANG SWA NKO S BARNEY! (disgruntled face)

He: Haha. Honga bday nga pala ni chloe. Say hapi bday. Ngek. As if kilala nyako. (belat face) bgyan mu xa ng cake na barney. Tngnan naten kung kakainin nya.

She: Yuck, kakain din kami nun e. Purple gay dinosaur. (smiley) Aga ata shift mo? Pauwi ka na rin ba?

He: Haha. Gay dinosaur? Dnt know. Dnt care. (belat face) anwei, 10-7 ako. Pauwi na rin. (smiley) why?

She: Wala. Sabi mo kasi dati di ka nagpapalit ng sched. Parang mas late ang time mo dati. Ata. I can't remember.

He: Ya. 1130 pm ako dati. Pero nkakasawa rn. Tsaka wla ng fx na dumadaan samen ng ganung oras.. Nxt wik naman 930 nko. Hehe.

She: E at least Saturday Sunday ka pa rin. Split off na ako sa bago naming company. Week1, wed thurs, week 2, sun fri. Mejo nakakalito. Sanayan lang.

***End***

Aftermath

2006-09-30T10:07:00.000+08:00

It caused traffic to main roads. But tis not caused by the usual buses and vehicles, but by fallen billboards, uprooted trees, and blown pieces of house walls, roofs, and debris.

Yes, it was raining roofs and billboards. 28th September 2006.
And it was Milenyo.
Couldn't help saying thanks and praises that my family and friends were all safe. And I just pray for those whose lives and belongings (especially homes) got devastated by the recent calamity.
*sigh*
*sad smile*

I also want to thank her and him for checkin on me that time the typhoon was on its rage. Thanks!

Of movie marathon and reviews

2006-09-27T11:40:00.000+08:00

23.09.06. Location: Mall of Asia. Big deal, yeah. Twas my first time to land on the biggest of Mr. Sy's. Anwei, speaking of firsts, twas also my first time to watch three films in a row. Kain lang ng lunch ang pahinga. Though the third movie that I've seen had me gone to Rob Galleria coz you know, SM is adhering to its no-R18 film policy. Crap.

First stop.

The Breed

Director: Nick Mastandrea

Executive Producer: Wes Craven

Cast: Michelle Rodriguez, Taryn Manning, Oliver Hudson, Eric Lively, Hill Harper

This depicts how man's bestfriend could be considered his worst nightmare. This is a story of five young friends who vacationed on a peaceful deserted island only to discover that they were surrounded by genetically altered, intelligent, and dying-for-meat dogs.

Okay. Am not really into dogs so I don't care if I found out that our dog named Gino would turn to be like that. Scary, huh? Kidding. Anyway, twas unlike any other horror-thriller film where you could easily decipher the next scene ergo, you could ready yourself that this scene is going to be scary. It's different, am tellin you. You could imagine how dogs could be as voracious that even their breed, they eat. Dead meat you'll really become. The fact that I am a horror-movie enthusiast was the reason why I wanted to see the film. And my Php120 bucks was all worth it. After all, it's all worth the shocks afetr Sukob.

Enter to Mall of Asia's Centerstage right after.

Next stop:

Step Up

Cast: Channing Tatum, Jenna Dawan

Director: Anne Fletcher

This is a story of romance, friendship, and second chances. Tyler (Channing Tatum) was the usual delinquent teener while Nora (Jenna Dawan) was the one with bigger dreams. Common plot, really. Story evolved how Tyler dealt with life's ups and downs as he and his two other Black friends learnt to deal with it. Tyler was subject to a community service program because he's caught of destroying Maryland School of Arts facilities, where, of course, he met Nora. She hopes of getting into one of the Ivy League's school through her passion in dancing. She's preparing for the competition when her partner had an injury. And as predicted, here comes her savior Tyler to the rescue. There they learnt to live by each other's differences. The guy's a hiphop, the girl's a ballet dancer/instructor. To cut it short, she was noticed and he got her. End.

Twas a feel-good movie, though it lacked one factor that I looked for in the first place: more and more dance moves. Twas quite frustrating that they missed that on this film. Compare Save the Last Dance (Julia Stiles and Sean Patrick Thomas) and you'll get my point.

Enough to comfort me from shock gotten from the first flick.

***

And we felt hungry. By the way, I was with my workmates Kat, Punch, Harold, Sean, Ernest, and Nandz. (Kat, kaw lang pala ang thorn among the roses =p ) Anyway, we ate at Chef D Angelo and their chicken was terrible. Lam mo yung ilang beses nang ininit tapos ise-serve sa'yo. Argh. Pero dahil naglilihi ako sa chicken, napagtiisan ko na rin. Pero sabi ko na 'di na 'ko babalikan 'yung Chef D Angelo na yun.

Anyway, after eating, Kat, Ernest, and Menandro decided to go home. But I was still energetic that I wanted to watch another. Pero syempre yung gusto kong panoorin e hindi palabas sa SM kasi nga (grrr) stick to no to R18 films nga sila. Eh sa gusto ko so hanap kami ng ibang sinehan. Rob Galleria came to mind bukod sa mas malapit na 'to pauwi. Hehehehe.

Third stop:

Twilight Dancers

Director: Mel Chionglo

Scriptwriter: Ricky Lee

Cast: Tyron Perez, Allen Dizon, Cherry Pie Picache, Ana Capri

Another typical story of macho dancers surrounded by greed, exploit, abuse, power, slavery, and betrayal. Dwight (Tyron Perez) is working in between romance and commerce. He could have been an addict or a stray if not for his rescuer, Alfred (Allen Dizon), the club's former main star, who asked him to enter into the business of flesh-selling. Then Dwight met boytoy-hugnry Madame Loca (Cherry Pie Picache) where he's subject to slavery for the rest of his life, unless he dies, or killed.

Though there was an attempt to incorporate social relevance by picturing street children sniffing rugby, I still find it lame. Sorry. Of course the whole movie is "socially relevant" so to speak, but hey, it's not new. The only new were the leads but it's just the same, old melody. I felt that it lacks substance considering that it's Ricky Lee. Well, I may not be in the position to say so. But the film is really impotent. I don't know if it's a good thing that it's an entry to the Toronto Film Fest. But honestly, after watching the film, I blurted' Ano raw yung story?" Poor Tyron, reel and real deal.

Any comments, suggestions, violent reactions, just type PAUL (space) ON and send to 2366. Malay n'yo may sumagot. =)

***

Credits given to whom they're due; taken from various sites. Thanks!

Blog hopping

2006-09-26T10:19:00.000+08:00

I chanced on her site. Yes. She has her own paid-for site which she was eyeing for to have since college. Anyway,here's one thread that she had:

"I received his text on my way to Alabang. Obviously forwarded, something about how if two lovers separate and remain friends, it’s either they’re still in love or they never loved each other at all. I told him the caring doesn’t stop after the breaking of hearts started.

Somehow, there’s always going to be a tender spot for everyone who has made a mark on me, or me on them. I may not consider them on the same level I used to see them at, but hey, they’re still people I voluntarily look after no matter how much the communication is severed."

And she's right. There's always going to be a tender spot for someone who has made a mark on one person. As she still has on me. Though she thought that I am (or was) still mad at her, I reassured her that I fully understand her and what happened, and that I never really took her out of my list of friends, which is never a good idea anyway. And besides, what's the point?

***

I chanced on his site. There's this invitation to go to a familiar place somewhere up north. I guess (and I hope, fingers crossed), that the "escapade" would be in synch with my personal time-off from work. And besides, I really wanted to get out of toxicity that the workload is givin me. I just really wish. Please wish for me as well. =)

Hmmm...

2006-09-22T09:42:00.000+08:00

Got a reply from a friend whom I wrote a note to thru friendster. I asked him about how he is right now though I could easily know that thru his profile and thru a friend which we can hide by the name of George. =p

Anyway, am just happy for what he replied to my queries. Am sure George will be as happy if we meet and talk again. =)

Watch out for us, soon.

Resurrection

2006-09-19T09:51:00.000+08:00

By chance, I remembered my password for this webby-and-old-yet-nevertheless-still-useful-site. Hmmm. Am writing familiar. But not with the familiar. Know what I mean?

Anyway, the very reason why I re-opened my so-called blog is that I want to have an avenue for my thoughts. Now, who's talkin'? Hehehehe. Kind of ironic, and late maybe, but it's still something I can devote myself to in times of boredom, foolishness, and just entire boredom. Kiddin'.

Got to have an avenue coz lately somethin's goin' on that I don't know that's killin' me, but that's satisfyin' me.

Vague?

Yes.

Even I can't decipher. Kind of weird coz I've been tryin to get hold of this thing for years. Some outside forces just trigger IT now.

I guess I don't have to tell it blatantly. For sure people around already know.
And besides, I don't have to explain. Friends don't need it; enemies won't believe it.

Just hafta keep you hangin' just yet for that thing.
Two reasons:
1). For you to keep guessin'
and
2). For me to keep postin'.

Til then.
I hafta summon.
Ciao for now.

Wishful thinking

2005-05-20T16:18:00.000+08:00

It seems that the "bum-hood" I am in now gives me the reason to post, though frustrated and all for the fact that Grace and I are still in the "Pa/Ma, pahingi po ng pera pang-alis ng bahay. Promise, maghahanap po ako ng trabaho" mode. Tsk.

Anwei, the company situated somewhere in Parañaque where we first applied seemed to have lost our contact numbers for it had been more than three weeks after we took their examination. According to the person in charge, it would only take 2-3 weeks for the results to be released. But the heck, guess when we took the exam? Exactly four days before April ended. And you do the math in calculating how many weeks had already passed.

Or is it their subtle way of saying, "Sorry, you didn't qualify for the position." Crap!

Honestly, I really don't mind if I still don't have a job right now, that is, if I'm numb whenever my mom unconsciously slash does-not-mean-to slash does-not-face-to-face-force-me-to find one. But the fact that I really need to earn now 'coz my needs are really growing and growing, even if my parents don't tell me yet "O anak, magtrabaho ka na rin para may pandagdag tayo sa pambayad sa gastusin."

Huhuhu.

It just really frustrates me whenever I think of the could-have-been --- that I could have been a freshman again and pursued a medical career. It's just that a "sign" whether to continue or not that I have been asking for had already been sent. No need for any elaboration.

I just wish that life would still be good for us for the coming days. And who knows, we might land at the jobs best suited for us. God only sets where we could be in our best. I still believe.

born again

2005-05-04T17:51:00.000+08:00

hey, am i at the right site?

after moooooonths (yes, six Os for six months) of being pestered by either negligence or pure laziness, or either being dumped in a dust dwelling or just pure mind vacation, i am back.

yeah, as if YOU care.

Or if you do, you must be a good friend of mine or just my ever-gorgeous-and-sweet girlfriend.

Apparently, the latest occurrences are the only ones i can share with you.

As if you also care. Hehehehe.

But anyway, i just had this conscience of mine (yeah, that's also the one coming out whenever i use Safeguard. :p )persistently telling me to update. and i don't know, for some or no apparent reason at all, i was able to do so.

so i'm back. (as if you care. bwahahahaha). Kidding.

***

First up, we (jp, jay, my better-half, and I) had been to Zamboanga City, April 8-18, for the coverage of PRISAA-Nationals (PRISAA needs not to be spelled out for it is a known acronym, and everybody is already accustomed to its meaning. Or if you aren't, you should be. And the rationale? It is according to our Publication's stylebook. Stylebook, where art thou? :p )

Anyway, not much of an enjoyment for we weren't able to explore the city that keenly and that long. Too bad, we had to do the coverage. Worse, it caused me too much tanned skin that i couldn't even recognize myself from a burnt tocino or a grilled liempo. Tsk, tsk. Grace was even thinking twice whether she'd continue her relationship with me or not due to my drastic skin color change. Just kidding. She still loves me anyway. :p

I don't know if you'd laugh at me with what I'm going to reveal in the next few lines, but i just feel the urge to blurt this out.

"First times" happened, really.

Yeah, 'twas my first time to ride a plane. Honestly, yes. It was also my first to ride a ferry. Pota, kung hindi pa pala ako makakapunta ng Zamboanga para mag-cover ng mga laro e hindi pa ako makakasakay sa mga lecheng 'yun. :p

Pathetic.

It was also my first time to eat balls and dick, literally... Balls and dick ng BAKA. Hehehe. I think I was not the only who had this first. JP, Jay, and Grace also admit it was also their buena mano.

A carinderia in Zambo offers this "Soup no. 5," which apparently contains the abovesaid cow's (or bull's) copulatory organs. So we dared each other that before we leave Zamboanga, we have to taste such exotic delicacy. And we did. The taste? Somehow it tastes like an ordinary meat. It's just that the thought that you are eating balls and dick... eewww! So the eating really was awful. But it only tastes like a typical meat with a touch of balut.

Thank God we didn't have to rush to the nearest washroom to excrete. Hehehe.

We weren't able to go to Sta. Cruz Island, the main attraction in Zamboanga City though flooded with NPAs according to townspeople. We were too late. According to the secretaries we talked to from the Departmet of Tourism there, they only allow people to go to the said island in the morning or at noon. But we came two hours after noon. Too bad that we already brought our "damit na pampaligo" and readied our smiles for the unlimited photowhoring sessions. Awww... :'(

And the replacement for the misadventure? We ended up going to a museum that only Biology peeps (as what Grace has exclaimed) could appreciate.

Yeah, as if there were no museums back in Manila. Pota.

Good thing there were popcorn and cotton candy vendors and stalls selling accessories. We just let ourselves enjoy and forget the disappointing encounter. :'(

***

By night, we were boarded to the ferry, with constant airing of Superferry's latest single by Sharon Cuneta "Kelan ka huling nasiyahan, bago ka dumating sa pupuntahan, sa bagong Superferry... Happy Trip." :) Jp was glad to know that we could have more bonding sessions via the videoke tripping. Yeah, but we first had to pay for a meal that costs P50 above before we could have our vocal cords "an ooovernight's use." Hehehe. At dahil gusto naming apat na kumanta, nag-patak-patak kami para lang makabuo ng meal na nagkakahalaga ng singkwenta pesos. At walang hanggang videoke na 'yun! Palakpak ang tenga ni Jp. :p

By the second night, we decided to go at the roof deck to view how the ferry was fighting against the waves at a speed of nearly 150 miles/hour. Naks, parang totoong nasukat! Kunwari lang pero ganun ang estimate ko.

At dahil sa likas kaming mga bata, natuwa naman kami sa lakas ng hangin na animo'y tatangayin ang isang patpating hindi lalagpas ang timbang sa 90 lbs. At dahil dito, kaming mga bata ay naglaro na kunwari ang isa sa amin ay may super powers na kayang patalsikin ang mga kalaban sa bisa ng hangin. In fairness, lumabas ang acting prowess ni Grace (At ang Tala ay iginawad kay... Marian Grace Pagtakhan para sa papel na Boy Hangin. Clap, clap, clap). Hahahaha.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Kakaawa kami. Pero hindi nga. Masarap kayang maglaro ng ganun. Promise. Hehehe. :p

***

After the two-day trip via ferry, we had our ways parted. And the four of us, being exhausted, scruffy, exasperated and all, headed to our homes to give the much-awaited pasalubongs by the ones we left for 10 days--ang isang tambak ng maruruming damit. Bwahahaha. For sure, na-miss din naman nila kami... kahit papaano. ;p

;>

2004-11-10T12:49:00.000+08:00

well, well, well...
wala akong magawa!
naaamoy ko na naman ang mga puto-bumbong at bibingka.
nasisilayan ko na naman ang mga mumunting parol sa mga bintana ng kabahayan.
nadarama ko na naman ang malamig na simoy ng hangin sa madaling-araw.
madali na namang mag-gabi.
lumalabas na naman ang mamang malaki ang tiyan na nakakulay pulang baro at may dala-dalang sako na pinaniwala ako na meron talagang tulad niya.
haayyy...

Heto na nga...

i'm back?

2004-11-10T12:45:00.000+08:00

i'm back?
yeah right.
i couldn't completely say that i'm back... coz i couldn't promise (when did i?) that i would be able to post again that much.
nevertheless, i just want to say hi to all those people who always visit my site (site daw oh!) yet were so disappointed not seeing something fresh. anyway, am sorry for that. i hadn't had much interaction with the monitor, CPU, and all that stuff for the past weeks.
but then again, i'm back(?)
hehehe...

Not my ordinary sassy girl

2004-10-09T13:47:00.000+08:00

October 6, 2004... I woke up at 3:25 in the morning to prepare for my Revalida Exam (somehow a make or break exam but not ;>) that day. I only got three hours or so of sleep since I got home late the night before. Anyway, while I was in the bus going to school, that's the only time that I reviewed. I came at 8:40, just in time for the exam... The analysis part was kind of easy but the computation wasn't. Picture out someone who hadn't had enough sleep and then has to travel for about three hours and then get the exam for him to somehow "pass." Whew!

***

Then I remembered the roses. OMG!!! The flowers!!! I immediately asked my classmate to accompany me in buying the flowers. We went to Walter Mart... none. We went to the store across... none. We decided to go to SM Dasma, since it's a mall, maybe it has stalls that sell fresh flowers. But to my dismay, none. We hurdled to Robinson's just meters away. Again, for no apparent reason, we also found none. Whatda!!! I felt hopeless, really. My classmate and I then decided to go back to school coz we have projects and assignments to finish. It was minutes past 12 in the midnoon that time... The sun was boastfully casting its heat all over...
And it was hopeless... I was hopeless...

***

While on my way going back to school for our weekly pub meeting, my phone vibrated. It was a text from my friend telling me to go to Bayan. Due to hopelessness, I OKd the idea. To my dismay (for the nth time), I found none in front of the church... I reluctantly walked to a jeepney terminal(?) going to school. Area-C or F, I didn't care anymore. I'm a loser. Just flowers I couldn't get... Just three red roses...

***

While walking, I saw a small door screen with the tag "Flower store." But I only saw species of flowers I wasn't looking for. I began to pity myself again. However, "something" pushed me to get inside the store. I saw the guy who I thought was the owner. I asked if there were roses he was selling. He asked me then what color. I said red. He answered back, "Oo, meron. Ia-arrange ba?" My world lighted. I didn't mind the bucket of sweat that had escaped of me from the journey. I said I want three red roses... and a white. I don't want the conventional three red roses that's why I added a white. Finally, I got what I was looking for... SHE would be happy then...

***

"Kung hindi ukol, hindi bubukol."

***

It was five minutes before 1 p.m. I hurried to go back to school for our meeting. I placed the flowers first inside our refrigerator (yes, we have refrigerator inside our office). I searched for a paper where I can write my message for her. It reads:

Just as promised!
Hope this would show how much I mean when I say I'm serious.
Mishu!

***

When SHE came into the office, I asked her to open the ref for me. She asked, "Baldado ka ba at hindi mo mabuksan ang ref?" I thought it would be sweet somehow. But upon seeing what's inside the ref, she shouted and said, "You're dumped. You think that's sweet?!!"
Whatda!!!
If only she knew how much I've been through just to get those flowers, then maybe she would appreciate it the moment she saw it.

***

It was almost 3 in the afternoon. I had to go to a friend's dorm to finish our stuff but had to finish some office works first. Grrrhh...
Before she went to her class, she told me to go Tanghalan [Julian Felipe] at 5 for they would be having a dress rehearsal for their play. She reminded me to bring the flowers along. I said yes.

***

I was late since I went to Villa Isabel to finish our projects. She called me up and told me to summon up some courage. I didn't know why. Basta raw. She told me that before entering Tanghalan, I should have read a small message on a piece of paper under the fire hose adjacent to the Tanghalan door.

***

Upon coming, I saw her opening the door, maybe waiting for me (or just checking if the piece of paper was still there). She went in. I looked for that piece of paper. I couldn't remember what was written there. I only remembered a line "If you're sure you're ready, you may now come in" or something to that effect.

***

It was the usual scene at the Tanghalan where COM students practice. But I smelled something would not be good, I guess. I called her up to ask where she was. When she came, I asked what's gonna happen. Basta raw. I told her that if it was some kind of a joke, I wouldn't entertain it for I was really groggy and tired and I haven't had a good sleep yet. She assured that everything would be fine. Just wait after the practice was done.
After a few minutes, they were done. It's as if all of them (she and her classmates) were waiting for something that would happen. I was clueless... until it was time.

***

Tanghalan saw a different play that very moment. It was something never rehearsed. Something I never expected and imagined... me doing it.

***

A girl (her classmate) approached and told me to come with her. I brought along the flowers with me. Then, while I was walking downstairs, a background music with the lines, "how many times... It was you who first believed (from a Hoku singer daw)" surrounded. Then, when I was nearing the stage, someone yelled, "Tinatawagan po si Mr. Paul Membrebe sa stage."
Whatda!!! Sabi ko na nga ba eh...

***

There was the spotlight. As I came up the stage, I was freakin'. My sweat glands were on their ecstatic state that time. I didn't know what would happen first: if I were to collapse or puke. I don't know. "Sino ka? Ano'ng ginagawa mo rito? Sino'ng nagpapunta sa'yo rito?" were the next ones I heard. Yes, it was an interrogation session courtesy of the whole class of COM 44, and there was their Theater prof also. It was HER idea, and it was her classmates who threw out the questions pertaining to US...
I thought I couldn't surpass it. But then again, as I've mentioned during that interrogation, "Kahit ano'ng kahihiyan, kaya kong gawin at harapin... para lang sa'yo [pertaining to her]."

***

Her bestfriend led her to the stage, a gesture that indicated that it was okay for him, as if he was her father leading her daughter to his groom. Then, I kneeled down and offered her the flowers. She followed. The magic words came right then and there. "Paano kung sabihin kong mahal ka rin ni JC?"

***

"So ibig sabihin, tayo na?!" I uttered. Then she nodded as confirmation while the crowd was cheering for a kiss (I guess).
Censored next!!!

***

October 06, 2004, 6:18 p.m. Tanghalang Julian Felipe. The flowers. The stage tremor. It was all worth it. Marian Grace "JC" Pagtakhan became my girl... Hehehe. Inggit kayo no?!

walang oras

2004-10-04T14:47:00.000+08:00

haayyy... wala akong oras mag-update ng blog...haayyy...

givin' u a break

2004-09-30T13:49:00.000+08:00

H : What is the national tree of the Philippines?
Clue : Starts with the letter "N"
C : Niyog?
H : Mas matigas pa diyan.
C : (In a strong-sounding voice) NIYOG!

H : What is the national bird of the Philippines?
Clue : Starts with the letter "M" (Maya)
C : Manok?
H : Hindi, brown ang kulay nito.
C : Piniritong manok?
H : Hindi, nagtatapos sa letter "A"
C : Piniritong manoka?
H : Hindi, mas maliit pa sa manok.
C : Maggie chicken cube?

H : Ano ang total ng 2 + 2?
C : Three!
H : Hinde, mas mataas pa diyan.
C : (In a high pitched voice) Three!

H : Saan binaril si Jose Rizal?
Clue : "B" ang simula (Bagumbayan)
C : Sa back?
H : O sige, pwede rin na ang simula ay "L" (Luneta)
C : Sa likod?
H : Hindi pa rin. Para mas madali, "R.P" and initials ng modern name niya (Rizal Park)
C : Sa rear part?

H : Sino ang national hero na naka-picture sa 500 peso bill?
Clue : Ang initials niya ay N.A. (Ninoy Aquino)
C : Nora Aunor?
H : Hindi, ang last letter ng palayaw niya ay 'Y'
C : Guy Aunor?
H : Hindi, dati siyang senador.
C : Si former Senator Guy Aunor?
H : Hindi, patay na siya.
C : Ano!? Patay na si Nora Aunor!!??

lyrics

2004-09-29T16:05:00.000+08:00

Nothing Can Stop Us Now
by Rick Price

soft as a rainbow like stardust on moonglow
i see the love in your eyes
like autumn leaves falling
and the first touch of morning
it came to my surprise
true love comes once in a lifetime
how can we make it
now it is the right time
Chorus:
nothing can stop this love we're making
nothing can stand in our way
nothing can block this road we've taken
nothing can stop us now
the joy of surrender so strong yet so tender
i give my heart to you
you know you could trust and that's how it must be
no matter what we do
faithful friends and lovers forever
right 'til the end we'll always be together
Repeat Chorus
Coda:
when love comes swiftly to your door
embrace completely what your soul is longing for
Repeat Chorus
...nothing can stop us now

somewhere only we know

2004-09-28T11:50:00.000+08:00

yes, i'm into keane... that's why the title of my second column in heraldo filipino is titled like the album of keane--hopes and fears, that is. while i was doing this post, i was listening to it. special, yes, because a burned cd of it was given by someone who strangely came into my life without permission, and to my surprise, i was caught into something that tells me, "i'm beginning to fall in love, be mushy and corny every second, every minute, every hour, everyday... whew! i really miss her. i really wish she knew it. if only she knew how much i really want to spend time with her to show i really care, if only we have all the time, minus all those bitchy people who only wish us miseries and desolation, then i guess nothing could stop us... if only we could be somewhere only we know...

third

2004-09-25T16:58:00.000+08:00

It's been a week of mind-boggling long quizzes and research and body-tiring activities, which include emceeing a general assembly of biology students (which i did for the first time in front of a bunch of people. The remarks were good anyway) and going to a field trip to UP Los Baños just to go to the Museum of Natural History to see pictures of endangered species which are endemic here in the Philippines; trek (err, we rode a jeepney coz it's really far and rocky road beheads, believe me!) Mt. Makiling Reserve Forest just to measure a transect distance of trees from a 10-meter line (afterwhich getting species of plants within the area); get soil sample and analyze whether it's muddy, loamy, clay, or sandy, acidic or basic, suitable for plant growth or not; go to the Mudspring which we regretted after since what we saw was a spring full of trash and one that smells like sulfur leaving us only exhausted and breathless (and fatless due to tons of sweat escaping our stratum corneum). Then came tomorrow where we had to measure land area of plant species belonging to grassland biome (i hope you know these terms :>) and get some insects also found in the area. Haaayyyyy.... Sure you also got tired of reading this, me also while reminiscing it and typing this. Talk about the adventures of biologists. ;p

abrupt

2004-09-20T12:23:00.000+08:00

nobody thought that this would happen... never had i been into this situation when all of a sudden, something would spark up and then.. boom!!! ur into it already. i don't know when this craziness would end. but i enjoy every second of it. every single neuron of my body tells me that this is right... even when some raise eyebrows or spit a pail of ptyalin off their mouth... but then again, i'm happy. nobody can tell me when to stop this, not even petrang kabayo.

yehey!!!

2004-09-11T19:11:00.000+08:00

it seems that i've debunked myself for creating this blog. for a long time, i've been regarding peeps with blog as time wasters, loners, or just freakin' techno-geniuses. but hey, i'm one of you already. and i just can't escape this...