Catch!

Something’s out there that I really really REALLY want. I’ve never been so excited and screaming all-systems-go in all of my 27 years.

I can see what I can do… we can do… in hard graphic detail. It’s still in surreal stage since I don’t know if we can pull this off.

All I know is that I’ve already started working.

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listening to: BEP – Pump It

Filed under: I

The BS that is Britney.

Ten years ago, according to me…
BS = Britney Spears = Bull Shit

The mere mention of Britney Spears makes me want to get a jungle bolo and scream NO MERCY!!!

I can’t quite place why I loathed Britney Spears beyond humanly possible. Possibly due to pure annoyance because of her oddly pitched voice and bubblegum pop? Uhhh… no, wait, I adored Mandy Moore. Maybe because of sheer envy that she was loved by my then-object of desire, JT? Naaaahhh, never had the urge to rip Jessica Alba into confetti. Hmmm… what I felt for Brit was prolly one of those hate-in-an-instant-fuck-the-reason glitches of human symbiosis. (Lol, wtf?)

Thing was, I hated her. But I loved her music. I didn’t think I was fickle. I could just be really kickass when it comes to detachment. If the god of muxak can grant me one gift, I’d want to dance like Brit. Come on! Toxiiiic video!

I never admitted (well duhhhh, just now) that I was disappointed when she went AWOL from the biz. True, I joined in the fun of bashing her when she married and got divorced under 24 hours, made a fool of herself with KFed, shaved her head, and flashed her crotch… but damn I missed her songs. I started filling my playlist with her songs during her dark ages.

A soft spot in my heart which I didn’t know existed (the spot or the heart, you decide) ached for her when she was undergoing media shit and rehab crap. The tough side of my brain (well I doubt if there’s a soft spot there anyway) was unexpectedly proud of her bad-publicity-is-still-publicity act. Act or not, I wanted to give her a chance and I wanted the whole world to give Brit a chance as well…

And we did. Joko, Brit’s number 1 worshipper, gave me the Blackout album as my 26th birthday gift. I said thanks but gave her a this-might-end-our-friendship look. But really, I loved Britney’s comeback album. For weeks I started my day with Gimme More and went to work listening (and dancing in my head) to Piece of Me. Gotta hand it down to Brit for coming back fiercer and sexier.

I didn’t think it was possible, but she proved me wrong with Circus that she can still be fiercer-er and sexier-er. Sorry for the lack of adjectives, but admit it, I still made a point.

For the fun of Britney pun, I gotta say, she really hit us baby one more time.

And I bet my (naked) bottom dollar that she’s gonna hit us over and over again.

Bring it, Brit! I love you now. =)

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listening to: Britney Spears – Circus

Filed under: I, Pulling Off A Perez, Word Sketch , britney spears

We’re loving Bruce’s panoramic funk.

Funk for funktion. Hahaha. Nahirapan na ako mag-isip ng title eh.

Lookie!

Pics taken in Zong and Cafeteria.

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listening to: Madonna – Music

Filed under: I, Intimate Circle, WRU? , cafeteria, the fort, zong

In a relationship

It’s amusing borderline amazing what a change in relationship status can do.

I’m still not done reading and replying to all the messages in my facebook inbox. I wonder if he’s already checked his. Hehe.

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listening to: Madonna – Beautiful Stranger

Filed under: Blogroll

Sushi, Tempura and Rakrakan Night

This was the night before I went to Bataa Sixteen hours or something before I launched into my emocolating mode. Emo and chocolates galore.

after pao tsin . before kikufuji

miki . carlo . kassy . joko. iya

sushi is love

tempura is love in another form

kjwan @ saguijo

kassy . me . ian

us with nff’s leslie, jason, and ian

one more time

Oh oh oh, this is also the night I proved that disrespect is part of my charm.

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listening to: No Doubt – Underneath It All

Filed under: Blogroll , carlo errazo, ian tayao, iya santos, joko magalong, Kassy Pajarillo, kikufuji, kwjan, little tokyo, queso, Saguijo, sushi, tempura

Sorry, pero naiinis talaga ako sa iyo. Hu u?

I deleted another number from my phonebook. That is my MO when I don’t want to be all kulit anymore, especially when my kakulitan is bordering on futility. There… so I removed his numero and there is no way I can contact him unless I ask it from Joko, Carla, and our other friends. Promise, I don’t have his number memorized. I don’t even know what network he’s using.

I feel like breaking dishes like Rihanna whenever I remember him not doing what he should have done 5 days ago. He shouldn’t have told me he’ll do it when he can’t. Maybe he doesn’t want to anymore. But still, he should have told me! I would have understood. Well, I would have told him to shove his surfboard up his ass, then smile a smile a little wobbly at the corners and then tell him I’m just kidding and no damage done. Maybe he wants to but I totally pressured him with my sheer enthusiasm and got turned off? Holy shit. He might be thinking I wanted the game to be real? Whoa. No naman siguro…. No naman sana! Yaiks. Well I wouldn’t know since he didn’t reply to my last text. And that was more than 24 hours ago. Hence, me deleting his number.

Weh. I wish he can text me so that I can have the satisfaction of replying HU U?

Or maybe, like him, I won’t reply at all.

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I know you won’t get to read this. Putakte, FB mo nga hindi mo ma-check eh. Hahaha, sorry binigdeal ko yung small… errrm… deal. Nag-iinarte lang. Ikaw kasi eh, in-excite mo ko. Hahaha. Oh well, see ya whenever. Summer nga pala. Magku-krus pa rin ang landas natin.

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listening to: The Ting Tings – Great DJ

Filed under: Confuzzled, I, Things That Make You Go Hmmm...

Dindin Slash Retreat

Had an impromptu dinner cum retreat last Monda with Joko, Carla, Kwe, Miki, Lucky (Joko’s baby squirrel) and Pandy (Carla’s baby panda) last Monday night in Tiananmen. We learned a great deal about each other like:

* It will take a nuclear bomb to shake Carla. And if she were food, she’d be Lechon Cebu.
* Kwe needs to know what helicopter is. She also needs to convince her parents not to make her Operations Manager yet.
* Miki is the only non-late bloomer amongst us. And she’s quite extreme when it comes to leaping.
* Joko’s not only maalaga- she’s motherly. She’s made herself adventurous but she’s still working on taking risks where it counts.
* And I… well, I really am a bitch (na nasa lugar daw) who doesn’t know if she wants to be in a relationship.

I loved my first ever Introspective Q&A with the go-go girls. I can’t wait for the next one. I already have harder, more exciting questions prepared. Some involve pairing. Some involve a bit of math and geography. Ang panalo, di’ba? Haha, prolly not the math part. But I’m sure kaya ni LLB Carla yon. Gusto nga daw niya magturo ng Accounting eh!

Anyhoodles, another highlight of the dindin/retreat was the call-the-boys part. May usapang chocolates, LU, paggawa ng baby, and pinili na ang anniv sa 15 para sweldo! Me thinks them boys should be present the next round of Introspective Q&A. That should be interesting. =) Hopefully in LU as soon as Carla returns from her training in Vietnam.  If not LU, Tiananmen is still ok. I want more of their lumpia with sesame seeds and lechon sisig and lemon chicken…. what? I need nutrients to answer the questions! :p

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listening to: Britney Spears – Circus

Filed under: I, Intimate Circle, WRU? , iya santos, joko magalong, miki giles, carla viloria, Tiananmen, kwe lo, introspective questions

Amazing 3

Woohoo! Amazing 3 days! Friday! Saturday! Sunday!

dindin and coffee. inasal. molo. crabfat. Carla. Joko. Cindy. Sino si Ian? Luke Landrigan. I love Carla and I desire Iya by Jericho Rosales promise. Miki. Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf. Morrocan Mint Latte. Maffy and friends. Kwe. Be tough! Grr! Tarot cards. general and specific. Vietnam and Guam. inspiration and consistency. LATE NIGHT FRIDAYS!

after work chorva. Cash and Carry! Bie. Doc CJ. Jokoness. sale. sukiyaki steak. maki. gravy gravy gravy. palimos ng crush. dental procedures. yosi break. Freaky Iya!

easy like Sunday morning. Club Manila East. surfing. picture picture. Joko and Kwe. EJAY surfmaster. article about Ejay and Paolo in Metro Magazine. Shettt sikat!!!!! wave pool. Hot Rocks. bigass steaks. salmon belly sinigang. little bunny JJ. haaamaaaazing gift for LLB. killer questions. greentea frappe. SOMS! catfish salad. tom yum. spring rolls. stuffed toys. “Masturbate your mind.” – Kathlene. LUCKY! Luck + Integrity = Linteg!

the dolphin

i swear i need to read Bruce’s manual … biglang dumilim o

PSA shirt

the look of love daw according to Joko

another madilim shot… huhuhu manual nga!

Soms, Rockwell! Thai food! Yuuummm!

Godmother Iya, Mommy Joko and Lucky The Baby Squirrel

The awesomeness of the past few is keeping me sane this manic Monday.

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listening to: Lionel Richie – Easy Like Sunday Morning

Filed under: Confuzzled, I, Intimate Circle, That Crazy Little Thing, WRU? , Cash and Carry, Club Manila East, Dentist CJ Maligaya, ejay ventura, Hot Rocks, joko magalong, kwe lo, lucky the baby squirrel, PSA shirt, Soms Noodle House, steak, surfing, wave pool

Status: Seen

Luke told us last night that our I Love Carla pics from LU were posted in an online mag.

Carla and I were surprised and a half because we had no idea how it got there. Well, aside from the fact that the article was about Luke Landrigan. Anyhoodles, I just saw the pics. That’s me, Carla, Luke, and the I Love Carla sign alright. A link to my blog underneath. Yaaaay for acknowledgement!

Check out statusmagonline.

It’s a great read! And I’m not just saying because I got my pretty (smug) face in one of the articles.

Read to believe. Go!

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listening to:  Groove Armada – Superstylin’

Filed under: I, Intimate Circle , iya santos, carla viloria, surfing, luke landrigan, project i love carla, status magazine

Sino si Ian? Grrrrr…

Be tough!

Those were the recurring lines from last night when I spent another funfun dindin and coffee with my girls. It was more special than the usual because not only was I with Joko, Carla, and Kwe, my homegirl Cindy was also with us! Yaaaaaay! With the special participation of Luke and Miki during dinner. =)

 

dinner intermission aka Luke aka Surf God * serendipitious moment with cousin Maffy

Thanks to Eraserheads (haha long story… well not really, just too lazy to tell) for the dindin at Chicken Inasal in Greenbelt 1. Grilled chicken + crabfat rice + chicken skin + molo soup + Coke = happy takaw me! Was just with the LLs that time, talking about who Carla’s “other bf” is when Carla saw Luke from afar and in a splitsec, I was shouting his name. (Think Toni Gonzaga shouting I love you Papa Piolo! in the Sprite commercial eons ago. Uhhh almost that loud. Subtract the I love you.) After 2 nanoseconds, we were already twisiting Luke’s arm to give Carla an “I Love Carla” shot of Jericho, and for me, an “I Desire Iya” shot. Haha, I had to make the poor guy promise. Nagpromise naman! Yeeeey! :p Miki took a break from the Greyone sale to join us and after 10years and few breaths short from an ulcer attack, Cindy arrived, too.

While the LL’s got yoghurt from Froyo, Cindy and I checked out the newly opened Barcino in GB 5. Niiiiiice. Come on guys, buy wine!

 

4 of the most important girls in my life: Joko, Cindy, Carla, and Kwe

Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf after. My cuz maffy and her friends were also there but we were in separate tables. My forces were concentrated on tarot reading for Cindy. Putakte na-drain ako ha. Cindy was ok with general stuff that I had to beg her to ask specific q’s. She’s definitely the antithesis of Joko. Binugbog ako ng specific q’s. I gotta say Carla’s got the perfect mix of q’s. Hah! She’s my ideal readee! :p And Kwe.. well Kwe… I had to ask the others to get cards for the I-don’t-want-my-future-read Kwe. :p

Had loads of fun with them, but Kwe’s antics totally made my night. Ang kulit ng batang ito. Grrr ng grrr kasi tough daw siya. Hahahaha.

Got home later than planned again. May Saturday shift pa naman. All worth it though.

Pero di nga, sino nga si Ian?

Hahahahahahahaha.

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Pahabol lang, on our way to basement parking, Joko saw a tres cool shirt with this killer line:

SAVE A WAVE. RIDE A SURFER.

Hahaha! I wish i can see my friends again tomorrow in Club Manila East. Surf Sunday!

Toodles!
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listening to: Oasis – Stand By Me

Filed under: Intimate Circle, WRU? , iya santos, joko magalong, Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, luke landrigan, kathlene lo, cindy perez, greenbelt, bacolod chicken inasal