Paradise Philippines

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yung fan namin, medyo desperado na. latest raket nya ngayon is to tag other people profane messages using our names and leaving our links. a bit of a feeble-slash-desperate trick, but what can we do. scum like them exist, we must learn to deal with it. so just be aware of this, okay? and bear in mind that it's not us. thanks! mwa!

PS. She, i will fix your blog at the soonest possible time. dami lang talaga akong inaasikaso ngayon. sorry! don't worry, aayusin ko yan. mwa!

got bored with the all white layout and decided to make this new one. photo's a little pixelated, i know. It was edited in Paint, the only pic editing tool i have here in the office. gaah.

spent last friday submitting resumes to some job openings with Joey and also spent the night with her, dad, and a few friends singing our hearts out in Providence. we had a blast. let's leave it at that, for now.

and that tagger. it's getting so old, i know. and the last trick is so low, not to mention stupid. because first of all, i never tag anyone else but my tabulas friends and daddy; second, my tabulas friends would know immediately that is was not me and third, i don't tag other people when i'm logged out. wanna know why my tagboard doesn't require a URL? it's because no one outside Tabulas ever tags me anyway, and those few who do are mutual friends. and notice the little paper beside each name. if you click on that, it will take to the account which was currently logged in at the time. from there, it is painfully obvious that isn't me. pft.

it's kind of funny that thereis someone who lives like that. what was the term? ahh. lowlifes.

daddy's really pleased with his online portfolio. i have one too, but don't expect much from my works. haha. and i signed up for a couple of flickrs, one for my doodles, and one for personal use. multiply is so overrated. sorry, that's just my opinion. notice how fond i am of portfolios lately. hehe. my personal flickr isn't up yet. and money matters really stink. gah. and my dysmennorhea's starting to kick in. arg.

I wish I was a different ethnicity.
I have an eating disorder.
I'm short.
I'm tall.
I think I'm really attractive.
I prefer winter over summer.
I'm a geek.
I'm a shopaholic.
I'm reasonably intelligent.
I'm attracted to girls.
I'm attracted to boys.
I like British accents.
I smoke regularly.
I drink regularly.
I smoke socially.
I drink socially.
I get drunk easily.
I do drugs.
I will never date a bad kisser.
I've lied to avoid kissing them again.
I brush my hair at least 50 times a night. (i hardly ever do, in fact, hahaa)
I'm religious.
I'm not religious but have morals.
I lie frequently.
I'm impulsive.
I'm hardworking.
I liked "Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind".
"She's All That" is one of my favourite movies.
I'm good at History.
I speak more than two languages.
I enjoy taking pictures.
I like spending money on myself.
I like spending money on others.
I have a regular income.
I earn money on a job-by-job basis.
I pay my own bills.
I rely on my parents for money. (how i friggin wish)
I can cook.
I enjoy cleaning.
Tidyness is a must in my life. (anyenye!)
I like clutter.
My idea of good music is Britney Spears.
I have heard of Blonde Redhead.
I enjoy Blonde Redhead.
I'm fashion-conscious.
I have good taste. (ang feeling! hahaha)
People tell me I have good taste.
I excel academically.
I'm told I have yet to fulfill my potential.
I'm good at sports.
I'm good at certain sports.
I couldn't do sports to save my life.
I'm creative.
I'm artistically inclined.
I wanna be an artist when I grow up.
I wanna be an engineer when I grow up.
I eat when I'm upset.
I cannot adapt to change.
I'm interested in politics.
I have shoplifted.
I download MP3s.
I've done underage drinking.
I've gone underage clubbing.
I can dance reasonably well.
I can dance extremely well.
I dance like a cardboard gorilla.
I can sing.
I sing like someone stepped on my foot.
I can swim.
I enjoy surveys.
I enjoy surveys when I'm bored.
I keep a journal.
My teachers don't like me.
I enjoy controversy.
I can be a bitch/bastard.
I have a thing for bad boys/girls.
I have tattoos.
I've been in a nudist colony.
I'm not sure if I want to have children.
I'm not sure if I'll get married.
I know who I will marry. (syempre)
I'm interesting.
I'm a good liar.
People enjoy talking to me.
I annoy people from time to time.
I'm a born leader.
I'm a born leader but shouldn't lead.
I enjoy felching.
I have a foot fetish.
I have a shoe fetish.
I watch "Sex and the City".
I don't think Sarah Jessica Parker is pretty.
I wanna be J.Lo.
I cut myself.
I've cut myself.
I hate people who pretend to be suicidal.
I hate popular people.
I think cheerleading is a sport.
I'm photogenic. (so im told)
I live in Chucks.
I think graffiti is art.
I have dated a criminal.
I have been cheated on.
I have cheated on someone.
I have a temper.
I like playgrounds.
I dance in the rain.
I'm obsessed with Shakespeare.
I have tanlines.
My favourite color is pink.
My favourite color is black.
I would classify myself as emo.
I'm musically inclined.
I like listening to music.
I like music-blasting cars.
Thongs are comfortable.
I like flip-flops.
I know what monogamy is...
...and I believe in it.
I wanna be a social worker when I grow up.
I have sibling/s.
My sibling/s annoy me.
I think "South Park" is funny.
I believe in LOVE.

tagging: daddy, nia, janyn, she, riz, joni, raiza, ryza, barbie, tal, tenten, kate, mitch. mahilig ako mandamay. wehehe.

i love him so much. so much. i hope he finds it in his heart to believe me.

100 percent. no more. no less.

like i believe in his love. like i believe in us.

i'm in love with youtube and radioblog. i get to see gilmore girls clips and wahhhh! harhar. im such a fan.

oh, lookie, my AHT!

eight-two-two

funny how i always chance upon the clock on that set of numbers. and now, my AHT. a little something that made me smile.

btw. b22=august 22.

ambaduy noo? hehehe.

it's official. a cup of hot chocolate (selection c6 from the office coffee vendo machine) sprinkled with 1/4 packet of coffee is to me what sleeping pills are to the rest of the human race.

my morning routine: after logging off at 5:01, i scramble for 1 peso coins to buy a cup of hot milo that i could drink while i wait for daylight before going home. i sprinkle 1/4 packet of coffee (c/o the office, of course) on top, mix mix mix, and sip it while watching my all-time favorite scene from Gilmore Girls and browse other sites. approximately 3 minutes after finishing that cup, i would start feeling drugged and drowsy. so i have to ride the 2 short jeepnet rides from the office to home with my lids gummed and half-closed. i once lost a 500 peso bill because of this. and i can't stop! i'm addicted!

there has got to be something else they're putting in there. milo should not be putting me to sleep. gah.

i'm trying to work on some illustrations to add to my collection. i really liked on of the short stories from the book daddy lent me, "Long Live the Giant" by Isobelle Carmody. the story is part of a sci-fi collection. probably the only sci-fi story i really liked. and yeah i did inadvertently advertise my doodle portfolio. only inadvertently. it was not on purpose, i swear.

Currently listening to: Six Days at the Bottom of the Ocean by Explosions in the Sky

one year na kaming "pumapalpak" (remember that, dad? wink, wink. )

i'll reserve all the mushy stuff for later. i've gotta go right now.

Happy Anniversary, dad. Thanks for being in my life. Stay in the same boat (wink!). I love you.

"There are millions of people in the world, and most of them, you never have to meet. But there are one or two you are tied to, and the spirits will cross you over and over, tying so many knots until you catch, and they finally get it right." -Jodi Picoult, Picture Perfect

yes, i admit it. these past few days i have been paralyzed with a need to do something with my life. i can't write. i can't draw. i can't even finish his new layout, something i know he's much excited about.

something gnaws at me inside, and it has made me resentful. i am surly and irritable, i snap at the tiniest things. i am overcome with the urge to just leave--to drop all my responsibilities, to wrestle myself out of this godforsaken place i am currently stuck in.

and yet in spite of all that, i am thankful that i have at least once a week to spend, a day to drop everything and just do what the hell i want. fool around, laugh. kiss. dream. four days out of each month is not nearly enough for me, and yet it is so much. and i am so glad i have those four days, starlights scattered in an inky black night, to look forward to. because without them to give hope and comfort, i'm afraid i would be truly lost in an inkful of darkness.

those three days, the days we spent celebrating our anniversary, are nothing short of wonderful. days when i dared to free myself, just for a night. presents, kisses, and assurances that yes, we will stay forever this way--loving, fighting, laughing with each other--they are simply telling. i love him so much that i can't even imagine my future with someone else. even a three year relationship (for him) and several heartwrenching liaisons (for me) were not  enough to break the connection which first ignited way way back our innocent freshmen years.

one year is not enough. i will take no less than all of our lives to be with him.

belated happy anniversary dad. you know i love you with all of me.

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i just found out that if your googled "coffee feeling drugged", my blog will come up in the first page, along with all the serious articles about coffee addiction and stuff. funny.

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ever since i watched My Sassy Girl, i have been fascinated with the classical music Palchelbel Canon. well, it's just the way iam--i can only appreciate music if i can associate it with a movie or a video that i liked. and browsing through radio blog, i found a rock version of this tune, which for some reason i really liked, although i usually don't appreciate remakes. i can't post it here, so visit my playlist if you wanna hear it. the link is in my sidebar.

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oh, and btw..