Build Me Up Buttercup

"Always be good, baby, okay?" that's what he told me while hugging me goodbye when I was about to leave from his house from our supposedly videogame playdate, to which I replied, "I'm always good, what are you talkin' 'bout?" yes, I'm suplada (laging nanonopla) like that. He kept on with "being kinky is okay, but.." I didn't hear what he said next, I just said "okay, whatever." then got into my car. Now I wanna hit my noggin and wished I didn't do that and paid more attention to what he was saying.. The hug felt like it's gonna be the last one..it didn't feel like the usual, but I kinda shrugged it off since he texted me that he loves seeing me that Saturday night.

Last Tuesday was his birthday, so I texted him Monday night if we can go to the park the following night since our supposed playdate came to nought because his homies were there and he was an idiot who cannot set the play mode to cooperative. He sucks at playing Resident Evil 5, he sucks balls so bad I wanna snatch the control pad outta his hands like stealing candy from a kid. His godbrother finally got so tired of his gameplay that he set it to coop mode and the two of 'em played. I began watching the game intently then (I was reading Anne Rice while he was playing, that's how bad he was).. I enjoyed spending that day with and his friends albeit his farting, foul mouth, and constant whining and bitching about the game. And my annoyance and aloofness went down the drain when he changed into this "Japanese bishounen" get-up, he looks so cute I could not stop myself from giggling. Anyhoo, I texted him Monday night and found out he moved out of the house he was staying at since one of his roommates became too violent, he (gay roomie) choked him.

Of course, I became worried upon hearing the news. When I saw him before Saturday, he told me he had a rift with gay roomie the night before that gay roomie even called the cops (complaining of "domestic disturbance and abuse" he's implying they're domestic partners), but since gay roomie was the first to show animosity, the police who responded wanted to book him (gay roomie) even if he (gay roomie) was the complainant. It was a tumultuous ten (more or less) days for him. I wanted to comfort him when he told me about it, but I stopped myself, I didn't know what I am to him. All I could do was held his wounded hand (he punched the wall, he said it's better to punch the wall than his gay roomie's face) and kissed it..

I thought we're progressing into something when we exchanged text messages Monday night since he told me what happened and stuff. Tuesday came, it was his birthday, I greeted him and wished him well via text message. No reply, not even a thank you. It's cool. He already told me he has the habit of not replying to a text message if he read it too late. Today, he went online a few minutes after I texted him asking how he was. As per Ayeth's advice, I ym'ed him after an hour. I asked him how's the move, to which he replied, "It's great." I typed, "that's nice to hear." That was it. I felt a chill down my spine from the coldness of his reply in spite of the high temperature and humidity. Mike told me maybe it's just me and that he (guy I'm seeing) wasn't really being cold. But why didn't he give me his new address..? I thought, and assumed, since he told me he loves seeing me, he'd naturally give me his new address without me asking for it..

Anche was right, being in the grey area's troublesome, but I was thinking if I put myself in there. That he (guy I'm seeing) never really wanted to put me in that situation, because I was overwhelmed by his sweet nothings.. That's why I was so adamant on raising my guard whenever I'm with him. Maybe this is what La's talkin' 'bout last time on guys rendering gurls vulnerable.. I am vulnerable when I'm not in control.. My emotional roller coaster has begun..


x's: again, title was a random song from radio..

Bad luck bimbos: Intelligent women have better sex, study reveals By Fiona Macrae Last updated at 1:48 AM on 12th May 2009

Beauty may bag you a man - but brains will bring you more fun in the bedroom.

Women blessed with 'emotional intelligence' - the ability to express their feelings and read those of others - have better sex lives, research shows.

Those most in touch with their feelings have twice as many orgasms as inhibited sorts, the study found.

The finding could lead to new ways of counselling the 40 per cent of women who find it difficult or impossible to enjoy sex fully.

Researcher Tim Spector of King's College London said there were definite advantages to being a touchy-feely type.

He said: 'These findings show that emotional intelligence is an advantage in many aspects of your life, including the bedroom.'

Professor Spector questioned more than 2,000 female twins, aged between 18 and 83, about their sex lives.

They were asked to rate their ability to reach orgasm on a seven-point scale, ranging from 'never' to 'always'.

They also filled in a questionnaire designed to gauge their emotional intelligence and covering traits such as self expression, empathy and contentment.

Those most in touch with their feelings had the most orgasms, the Journal of Sexual Medicine reports.

Lead author, psychologist Andrea Burri, also of King's College, said: 'Emotional intelligence seems to have a direct impact on women's sexual functioning by influencing her ability to communicate her sexual expectations and desires to her partner.'

Emotional intelligence may also make it easier for women to fantasise while in the bedroom.

Relationship expert Dr Pam Spurr said it was difficult, but not impossible, for women to lose their inhibitions.

Dr Spurr, whose books include Sizzling Sex and Fabulous Foreplay, said: 'It is not easy, the way we express ourselves is very habitual and affects our relationships and sexual relationships.

'It is not about waving a magic wand, it takes someone who is committed to learning new ways of communicating, to being open to intimacy and to putting their emotional self out there.'

Other research has concluded that foreplay adds little to a woman's overall enjoyment of sex.

The main event itself is far more important, the study found. The recent finding contradicts traditional bedroom etiquette, which dictates that men must take it slow.

More than 2,300 women were quizzed about their sex lives for the study, with questions covering the division of time between foreplay and intercourse, and how often the women had an orgasm.

The Scottish and Czech researchers said: 'In contrast to the assumptions of many sex therapists and educators, more attention should be given to improve quality and duration of intercourse rather than foreplay.'

Sai sez: I'll type my POV on this ish later..

Sai sez: uhm.. Emo-ness is way different from being an intellectual. the author's stupid..pffft! otei, if only I'm more emotionally mature, I can haz orgasm nao..? =P

My Fair Laddie ^_^

Dazed and dreamy, I stared
At your luscious lips and wished for its kiss
Raven-black hair I longed to touch and caress.
I felt like drowning in those sea-colored eyes,
Outwitted by your humor and charming mind
Unrequited love was not that hard to find.
Succumbed to primal instincts and dire needs,
Surrendered, I gave in to thee, but came to naught.

Argh! Effin' poem made no sense.. Proves that I'm not deeply in love with Zack Fair. Hmmmnn..just a deep crush then..? =P Why do you have to die, Zack..?

korneh add-on: "Why would you care, Zack Fair..?" *LOL*

To Be With You (...???)

Before I even met him in person, my heart would beat fast whenever I see his replies to my e-mails or text messages. Even now that I'm typing this blog down, I still haven't came up to any conclusions yet why. Our dates, for me, were really great, I don't know if he feels the same. He makes me laugh and he makes me feel special. On our recent date, he was acting like a sweet boyfriend to his girlfriend. He would give me a peck here and there, even in front of his roommates and in the convenience store, which of course made me blush. Yes, I know I'm a freak, but I still blush like an innocent virgin.

That night he asked me, why out of all the other guys sending me private messages in the social-networking site where I met him that I chose him? I felt a little bit of insecurity in that question, I just did not mention it to him. I asked him why would he assume that there are a lot of guys sending me private messages, and he just looked at me straight in the eye, like he was saying, isn't it true? I told him I'm tired of talking to guys whose level of intelligence is below mine. At least with him, I can use highfalutin words without explaining and/or defining it afterwards. It was only half-truth. I chose him because in his profile, he said he's not looking for a romantic relationship and because he was kinky and open to anything. Right now, I'm having doubts if I misunderstood what was typed in his profile when he said he's tired of beating around the bush trying to find that one true love and he's been around and seen all BS, since he told me he's really interested in me that he wants us to take things slowly. (See, Love, I'm listening and paying attention to your mumblings while we were kissing, I just don't know how to react that I pretended not to hear a word you said..)

I know myself better. I know that once my curiosity for him is satiated, I'd just move on to another prey for another kill that's why I went out with him for something casual. I loathe the fact that he's defiant and I can't make him obey me. Not being in control frustrates me, and he's two frickin' years younger than me (although he looks and thinks older than his age which I like)! I told him I hafta end my obsession over him soon, I just didn't elaborate on why.. Crap! I can't believe I'm typing this, but I know I'd be in an emotional quicksand if I don't end it ASAP. Right now, all I can do is build more walls and maybe a moat around my emotions, and stop looking him in the eye and see how damaged he was. I feel like I was being kicked in the chest whenever I see those sad and empty eyes of his that I just wanted to hold him tight, and tell him everything would be alright and that I wanted to see him really happy. That he need not to suffer anymore..

I know you all will conclude I'm in love with this guy, my answer is no, I'm not. I just feel like my maternal instinct's kicking, that's all.. That's why I wanted to be done and over with him soon. I don't want to be attached to him any deeper than I am right now. That's why I got so pissed-off when he told me very surely and very confidently that he knows the two of us will click on our way to his house (uhm, I've had stalker issues that's why I haven't told him where I exactly live..) while I was driving that when he kissed me goodbye I froze. It made him confused too, I know, since he said, "oh, so this is how you're gonna be?" I was dumbfounded too, by what he said, but I still gave him the kiss he was asking for..



x's: I can't think of a title so, I just typed the title of the song playing in the radio. ^_^

Liu Xing Yu

The loving starry sky
Should make you feel touched
I'm here by your side
Decorating a piece of heaven for you
I wouldn't allow you to feel sad
I'll chase away your loneliness
The weight of your unfulfilled dreams
let me bear them all
Leading you by the hand
Doesn't matter how strong the wind becomes
For you have me now

You'll never lose your way again.

Songs That Turn Me On - My Place

Gosh, this was from half a decade ago, but whenever I hear this song, it just revs up my engines.. The groove and the beat is just so sexeh, I feel like making love in the middle of the crowded dance floor.. Unfortunately, this song's not played during my Punong and house parteh deis.. But I'd imagine myself with Honey or My Only One dancing to this song.. Hmmmmnn.. I wonder if HE moves foin..

My Place - Nelly

My Place lyrics
(feat. Jaheim)

I used to pride myself on being the other man
But now it's flipped and I don't want u with no other man
Why can't u understand anything I'm offering
I gave you the world but you just wanted arguing
From the time I picked you up, until the time I dropped u off again
Even flipped out on me at the mall again
"it's all his fault again" that's what u telling all ya friends
I aint pointing fingers ma, I just wanna call again
See how ya day going I know they stressin on ya
I know them times get hard that's why I'm checkin on ya
It's yours truly ma, I got a little message for ya
Anything he can do, girl I can do it better for ya, cause

[Bridge]
When we laugh or we cry it's together
Through the rain and the stormiest weather
We gon still be as one it's forever, it's forever

[Chorus]
Won't you come on and go with me
Come on ova to my place
Won't you sit ya self down and take a seat
And let me ease ya mind girl
We gon do it our way

I heard your friend told a friend that told a friend of mine
That you was thinking that we should do it one more time
If this aint the truth then hopefully it's not a lie
Cause I aint got no issue's with hitting at another time
We never had a problem gettin it done
Disagreed upon a lot ma but the sex wasn't one
Now check it I know u get excited (still) when I come round and bite it (girl)
Quit frowin up and quit actin like you don't like

I like it, I like it, I really, really like it, I want it, adore it, so come let me enjoy it

[Bridge]
When we laugh or we cry it's together
Through the rain and the stormiest weather
We gon still be as one it's forever, it's forever

[Chorus]
Won't you come on and go with me
Come on ova to my place
Won't you sit ya self down and take a seat
And let me ease ya mind girl
We gon do it our way

Shawty where u been
Feels like a long time, long, long time since I seen ya
Yes it has girl, when I know I said some fucked up things to u before
But girl u know I didn't mean it
(I didn't mean one single word)
(I never meant one single word)
If I could take back every word I would and more fo sho
If I thought that you believe it
Cause you make my life so convenient for me

[Bridge]
When we laugh or we cry it's together
Through the rain and the stormiest weather
We gon still be as one it's forever, it's forever

[Chorus]
Won't you come on and go with me
Come on ova to my place
Won't you sit ya self down and take a seat
And let me ease ya mind girl
We gon do it our way

Make-up Letter from Batang Star to yours truly..

Dear Sai,

I don't really know how to tell you this, I'm joining the covenant. I think I realized it when you smacked my ass with Jean Chrétien and I saw you sit on my salt-beef bucket. I'm sure you're frostbitten enough to understand that your ford sucks. I'm returning your nose hair clippers to you, but I'll keep your photo with the mustache drawn on it as a memory. You should also know that I mocked you behind your back constantly your cucumber-fetishism is weird.

With tears of sadness,

Chris


Deym, star! This is frickin' hilarryon! yes, La, damay ka dito! LOL.

Follow the meme..

Do it like this:
Dear (the person who last texted/smsed you).
I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___.
I think I realized it ___2___ ___3___ and I saw you __4___ ___5___.

I'm sure you're 6 enough to understand ___7___.

I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory.
You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.

___12___,
-Your name-

1. What's the color of your shirt?
Blue - Our romance is over
Red - Our affair is over
White - I'll join the monastery
Black - I dislike you
Green - Our horoscope doesn't match
Grey - You're a pervert
Yellow - I'm selling myself
Pink - Your nostrils are insulting
Brown - The mafia wants you
No shirt - You're a loser
Other - I'm inlove with your sister

2. Which is your birth month?
January - That night
February - Last year
March - When your dwarf bit me
April - When I tripped on sesame seeds
May - First of May
June - When you put cuffs on me
July - When I threw up
August - When I saw the shrunken head
September - When we skinny dipped
October - When I quoted Santa
November - When your dog ran amok
December - When I changed tennis shoes

3. Which food do you prefer?
Tacos - In your apartment
Pizza - In your camping car
Pasta - Outside of Chicago
Hamburgers - Under the bus
Salad - As you ate enchilada
Chicken - In your closet
Kebab - With Paris Hilton
Fish - In women's clothing
Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation
Lasagna - At the mental hospital
Hot dog - Under a state of trance
Annat; With George Bush and his wife

4. What's the color of your socks?
Yellow - Hit on
Red - Insult
Black - Ignore
Blue - Knock out
Purple - Pour syrup on
White - Carve your initials into
Grey - Pull the clothes off
Brown - Put leeches on
Orange - Castrate
Pink - Pull the toupee off
Barefoot - Sit at
Other - Drive out

5. What's the color of your underwear?
Black - My best friend
White - My father
Grey - Bill Clinton
Brown - My fart balloon
Purple - My mustard souffl�
Red - Donald Duck
Blue - My avocado plant
Yellow - My penpal in Ghana
Orange - My Kid Rock-collection
Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper
None - My John F. Kennedy-statue
Other - The crazy monk

6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?
Scrubs; Man
O.C.; Emotional
One Tree Hill; Open
Heroes; Frostbitten
Lost; High
House; Scarred
Simpsons; Cowardly
The news; Mongolic
Idol; Masochistic
Family Guy; Senile
Top Model; Middle-class
Annat; Ashamed

7. Your mood right now?
Happy - How awful I've felt
Sad - How boring you are
Bored - That Santa doesn't exist
Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage
Depressed - That we're cousins
Excited - That there is no solution to this.
Nervous - The middle-east
Worried - That your Honda sucks
Apathetic - That I did a sex-change
Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster
Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men
Overjoyous - That I'm open
Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks

8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?
White - Your ring
Yellow - Your love letters
Red - Your Darth Vader-poster
Black - Your tame stone
Blue - The couch cushions
Green - The pictures from LA
Orange - Your false teeth
Brown - Your contact book
Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs
Purple - Your old lottery coupons
Pink - The cut toenails
Other - Your memories from the military service

9. The first letter of your first name?
A/B - Your photo
C/D - The oil stocks
E/F - Your neighbour Martin
G/H - My virginity
I/J - The results of blood-sample
K/L - Your left ear
M/N - Your suicide note
O/P - My common sense
Q/R - Your mom
S/T - Your collection of butterflies
U/V - Your criminal record
W/X - David's tricot outfits
Y/Z - Your grades from college

10. The last letter in your last name?
A/B - Always will remember
C/D - Never will forget
E/F - Always wanted to break
G/H - Never openly mocked
I/J - Always have felt dirty before
K/L - Will tell the authorities about
M/N - Told in my confession today about
O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about
Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about
S/T - Get sick when I think of
U/V - Always will try to forget
W/X - Am better off without
Y/Z - Never liked

11. What do you prefer to drink?
Water- Our friendship
Beer - Senility
Soft drink - A new life as a clone
Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo
Milk - The apartment building
Wine - Cocaine abuse
Cider - A passionate interest for mice
Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations
Mineral water - Embarrassing rash
Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism
Whisky - To ruin the second world war
Other - To hate the Boston Celtics

12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?
Thailand - Warm regards
USA - Best regards
England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail
Spain - Go and drown yourself
China - Disgusting regards
Germany - With ease
Japan - Go burn
Greece - Your everlasting enemy
Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard
Egypt - Fuck off now
France - In pain
Other - Greetings to your freaky family

OMG! WAW!

yehess! Ima rant right here, right now!

Effin' hipag complained to my mum about me playin' muzik early in the mornen! THWH! I started to unmute my player after her alarm went off so she'd get her fat ass off of her bed. Her alarm's so frickin' annoying to listen to multiply by ten every mornen! Add her rushed movements in the room, superb way of losing an hour's sleep for me!

I wasn't even complainin even if I can't sleep at night coz of her loud snores and sleep-talkin coz I'm tryin to adjust to her sleepin mannerisms since we're now sharin a room. Sya rin sana matutong makisama and try not to be too anal about things since we're just both nakikitira sa bahay ni ina.

My mum told me to talk to her about this ish, I told my mum, prob with her, onteng diprensya, nakadabog agad. She wont speak her mind through words. Lagi sa gamit pinupukol ang inis! Even my younger bro agrees with me.

Well, either matuto syang makisama or umalis sya. The door is wide open! And yung credit card issue, well, bad news for her, she's my kuya's spouse, she's responsible to whatever liability he has!

x's: I'm still thinkin of posting this small rant in my multiply so she could read it and weep.. >_<

Women With Bigger Boobs Are Smarter! (Purged from Yahoo! Entertainment, 2004)

Big-boobed gals have a new reason to stick out their chests with pride. A surprising study proves they're more intelligent than their small-breasted sisters!

The study of 1,200 women conducted by Chicago sociologists comes in the wake of a recently released report stating that blonde rocket scientists outnumber brunettes.

"Although I hate to admit it, we found that women with big busts average 10 IQ points higher than less well-endowed women," reveals lead researcher Dr. Yvonne Rossdale, herself a meager 32A.

"The myth that women with voluptuous figures are not smart should now be shelved, along with the misconception that all blondes are dumb."

Dr. Rossdale measured the busts of women in Illinois, Kansas and Ohio and then divided them into five categories: Extra-small, Small, Medium, Large and Extra-large. These categories roughly corresponded to commercially available bra sizes, A, B,C, D and DD or above

She then gave subjects in each category a standard IQ test and found that women in the Large and Extra-large category scored an average of 10 points higher than women in the Small and Extra-small categories. Medium-sized ladies had a three- to four-point edge over the flat-chested group.

"This is a wake up call to employers to drop the notion that women with large breasts are dumb," Dr. Rossdale says.

"Rather than automatically assuming that a woman with tremendous 'hooters' belongs in the typing pool, she should be considered for the executive track."

Experts aren't sure why bigger headlights translate into more brain power.

"One theory is that the female hormone estrogen, which is responsible for breast development and is also believed to give women extra protection from heart disease, may also play a role in intelligence," Dr. Rossdale says.

American women have the largest breasts in the world and our nation's knockers have been increasing in volume with each generation. According to a recent report, the average U.S. cup size has ballooned to an impressive C.

That, the sociologists speculate, may explain why the United States leads the world in science and technology.

"Well-endowed women, many of them shyly concealing their assets behind lab coats in research and development departments across the country, could be considered America's secret weapon," the researcher observes.

The false notion that bosomy babes are dumber than those who sport teensy "mosquito bites" is probably the fault of men, the sociologists theorize.

"It may simply be that men pay less attention when a large-breasted woman speaks," suggests Dr. Rossdale.

"She could accurately explain Einstein's Theory of Relativity to him, but if he's transfixed by her cleavage, it's doubtful he'll remember a single word she said. He'll remember her as sexy but stupid."

99 Things A Gurl Should Know About Guys

1. Guys don't actually look after good-looking girls. They prefer neat and presentable girls. (HAHA! :>)

2. Guys hate flirts. (Oo.)

3. A guy can like you for a minute, and then forget you afterwards.

4. When a guy says he doesn't understand you, it simply means you're not thinking the way he is.

5. "Are you doing something?" or "Have you eaten already?" are the first usual questions a guy asks on the phone just to get out from stammering.

6. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about. :">

7. When a guy really likes you, he'll disregard all your bad characteristics.

8. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile. :">

9. Guys will do anything just to get the girl's attention.

10. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend. (Ugh.)

11. When guys want to meet your parents. Let them!!! (:D HAHA!)

12. Guys want to tell you many things but they can't. And they sure have one habit to gain courage and spirit to tell you many things and it is drinking!

13. Guys cry. (Tsk tsk)

14. Don't provoke the guy to heat up. Believe me. He will.

15. Guys can never dream and hope too much.

16. Guys usually try hard to get the girl who has dumped them, and this makes it harder for them to accept their defeat.

17. When you touch a guy's heart, there's no turning back.

18. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...never mind!" would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking.

19. Guys go crazy when girls touch their hands.

20. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.

21. When a guy makes a prolonged "umm" or makes any excuses when you're asking him to do you a favor, he's actually saying that he doesn't like you and he can't lay down the card for you.

22. When a girl says "no", a guy hears it as "try again tomorrow."

23. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.

24. Guys hate gays!

25. Guys love their moms.

26. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses.

27. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn't mean that the guy likes her.

28. You can never understand him unless you listen to him!! Listen!! (Hahaha! :D)

29. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime, he does.

30. Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can.

31. Girls are guys' weaknesses.

32. Guys are very open about themselves.

33. It's good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don't let him wait that long!

34. No guy is bad when he is courting.

35. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot.

36. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they're not that much pretty.

37. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.

38. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.

39. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.

40. A guy finds ways to keep you off from linking with someone else.

41. Guys love girls with brains more than girls in miniskirts.

42. Guys try to find the stuffed toy a girl wants but would unluckily get the wrong one.

43. Guys virtually brag about anything.

44. Guys cannot keep secrets that girls tell them.

45. Guys think too much.

46. Guys' fantasies are unlimited.

47. Girls' height doesn't really matter to a guy but her weight does!

48. Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!

49. When a girl makes the boy suffer during courtship, it would be hard for him to let go of that girl.

50. It's not easy for a guy to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they've been together for 3 years or more.

51. You have to tell a guy what you really want before getting involved with that guy.

52. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won't be matured and grow up.

53. When an unlikable circumstance comes, guys blame themselves a lot more than girls do. They could even hurt themselves physically.

54. Guys have strong passion to change but have weak will power.

55. Guys are tigers in their peer groups but become tamed pussycats with their girlfriends.

56. When a guy pretends to be calm, check if he's sweating. You'll probably see that he is nervous.

57. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl. He really is.

58. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me"

59. Guys don't really have final decisions.

60. When a guy loves you, bring out the best in him.

61. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him.

62. If a guy has been kept shut or silent, say something.

63. Guys believe that there's no such thing as love at first sight, but court the girls anyway and then realize at the end that he is wrong.

64. Guys like femininity not feebleness.

65. Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do. A guy may instantly know if the girl likes him but can never be sure unless the girl tells him.

67. A guy would waste his time over video games and basketball, the way a girl would do over her romance novels and make-ups.

68. Guys love girls who can cook or bake. (Sulit eh!! X)) Haha!!)

69. Guys like girls who are like their moms. No kidding!

70. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.

71. A guy's friend knows everything about him. Use this to your advantage.

72.. Don't be a snob. Guys may easily give up on the first sign of rejection.

73.. Don't be biased. Try loving a guy without prejudice and you'll be surprised.

74. Girls who bathe in their eau de perfumes do more repelling than attracting guys.

75. Guys are more talkative than girls are especially when the topic is about girls.

76. Guys don't comprehend the statement "Get lost" too well.

77. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions but still love them more.

78. When a guy gives a crooked or pretentious grin at your jokes, he finds them offending and he just tried to be polite.

79. Guys don't care about how shiny their shoes are unlike girls.

80. Guys tend to generalize about girls but once they get to know them, they'll realize they're wrong.

81. Any guy can handle his problems all by his own. He's just too stubborn to deal with it.

82. Guys find it so objectionable when a girl swears.

83. Guys' weakest point is at the knee.

84. When a problem arises, a guy usually keeps himself cool but is already thinking of a way out.

85. When a guy is conscious of his looks, it shows he is not good at fixing things.

86. When a guy looks at you, either he's amazed of you or he's criticizing you.

87. When you catch him cheating on you and he asks for a second chance, give it to him. But when you catch him again and he asks for another chance, ignore him.

88. If a guy lets you go, he really loves you.

89. If you have a boyfriend, and your boy best friend always glances at you, it obviously shows that he is jealous whenever you're with your boyfriend. All I can say is your boy best friend loves you more than your boyfriend does.

90. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.

91. You can tell if a guy is really hurt or in pain when he cries in front of you!

92. If a guy suddenly asks you for a date, ask him first why. (HA-HA!!)

93. When a guy says he can't sleep if he doesn't hear your voice even just for one night, hang up. He also tells that to another girl. He only flatters you and sometimes makes fun of you.

94. You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes. (Amen!! :P)

95. Guys seek for advice not from a guy but from a girl.

96. Girls are allowed to touch boys' things. Not their hair!

97. If a guy says you're beautiful, that guy likes you.

98. Guys hate girls who overreact.

99. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.

The Day I Became A "Man"

I always thought I have a big punany until the other night. It's not that I have a big one, but I have not tried having a meaty one in it.

The other night was my best lay so far that I could not get it off of my head. The very best one that I thought of sex the whole day yesterday like a man. I do not want to stereotype, however, it is a fact that men think of sex every ten seconds, or less. I admit I think of sex more often than most women, in heat or otherwise, but yesterday was so unlikely of me. It was the first time in my entire sex life that I got so affected by the mere thought of it that I was unable to work properly. The lyrics from Sugar Ray's song Answer the Phone keeps on playing in my head --- "I wanna do it again..and do it again.."

I have always applauded myself for being able to talk about sex like it was the day's weather. I have always commended myself that I can talk about foreplay like I was just reading the grocery list. I have always been that type of person that I wanted to bang my head on the wall so hard for being so ecchi and wanted to do something about it. I was so restless.

The other night was also the first night that I had sex like a guy. I just picked-up a random guy (from the net), went to his place, then bham! No emotional attachments whatsoever. I did not even listen to his stories, I just wanted to jump him and do him..which never happened since he did me the whole time we were "playing".

The cold and rainy weather did not help me yesterday either.. "Don't get wet, stay dry," was my boss' parting words last night, and I thought of sex yet again..

Steamy Nite in Hollywood

It's a rainy, humid, Friday night, and it reminds me of the night my friends and I went out to Hollywood to drink, dance, and have fun. That night, amidst the Asian crowd, I met her..

She was so stunning in her statuesque feature, long, ash blond hair, baby blue eyes, and thin, pink lips. She came to me, we danced, and she spoke in her drunken stupor in a language I could not figure out at first since she's slurring with her words..

"Je suis désolé que je sois ivre.."

She said those words again. This time in a breathy voice. The dance floor suddenly became warmer, and my hands began to sweat. She speaks French.

"Ich bin traurig, dass ich getrunken werde.."

She whispered to my ear again. It's another different language. Did that mean she spoke a different one a while ago..? I was still pondering my thoughts when she put her arms around my neck and bent down to kiss me. It was sweet. Her hands were warm and soft, her lips warmer and softer. I could not believe my luck! I did not pry my tongue in her mouth, not yet anyway, I did not want her or her friends to think that I am taking advantage of her drunken state.

"I said, I am sorry I am drunk. I only had one too many," she explained.

"It's okay. I can see you are drunk, do you want to go back to your friends now?" I wanted to hit my noggin for asking her the silly query, but luck was on my side. She said "no" and kissed me again. This time, she ran her long fingers through my long hair, still in the middle of the dance floor. I held her face, touched her cheeks and jawline. It was so smooth.

"Let's go to the powder room.." she sugge--- no, she commanded, and I obeyed.

Despite the humidity, she was wearing a turtleneck sweater, a pair of plaid pants, and boots. I was thinking she went straight to the club after work. I on the other hand wore my denim mini-skirts, red halter blouse, and knee-high boots.

As we stepped inside the ladies' room, I got a good look on her face. She looks European, Swedish perhaps. She reminded me of that paperback I read when I was in high school about a Swedish lady who owns a motel where-in the room keys were thrown by men into the pool and women would dive into the pool in order to retrieve it, therefore having access to the said room and its occupant. She's a decade, more or less, older than me. Her cheeks were marbled with blood vessels, and I am a sucker for those features. The three-inch heeled boots she was wearing only added to her five foot ten inches tallness that I was facing her B-cups when we got crammed inside the cubicle.

We started lip-locking again. This time more wet, more torrid, and more wanton that I could taste her jager-bombs mixed with my sex on the beach. Her hands were all-over my body and mine imitated hers. She cupped my double-Ds, squeezed it, played with it. I felt her butt cheeks and pinched it when she started to tread her lips and tongue down my neck. The cubicle felt so stuffy. She took my hands and brought it down her crotch area, yearning to be touched. I obliged.. I caressed her crotch like she wanted me to as she slid her hands up my skirt. I unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, stripped it down along with her underpants. I got excited when I saw it, and it was excited to see me as well. I started kissing it.. Then licked it.. Nibbled it.. And then finally sucked it.. She was feeling so ecstatic she let out a groan. I was enjoying giving her pleasures when the lady by the restroom's sink knocked on our cubicle's door.

We hurriedly put ourselves together. I left the cubicle first waiting for her to follow me, but her friends were waiting outside and I assumed they brought her home. I never got her number nor her name. Her friends were tall too, just like her.. I wonder if they too have penises as big as hers.

One Hit Wonders

My fave One Hit Wonders in random order..


- How Do You Talk To An Angel by The Heights


- Breakfast At Tiffany's by Deep Blue Something

- Bitch by Meredith Brooks

- No Rain by Blind Melon

- Closing Time by Semisonic

- I Touch Myself by Divinyls

- Sugar, Sugar by The Archies (Archie Andrews, Veronica, Betty, Jughead Jones, Richie)


- Tainted Love by Soft Cell

- The Freshman by Verve Pipe

- More Than Just the Two of Us by Sneaker

- More than Words by Extreme

- One of Us by Joan Osbourne

- Melt With You by Modern English

- Wildflower by Skylark

- Afternoon Delight by Starland Vocal Band

Me..? Bedroom Voice..? Really..?

I was told by a lot of people that I have a bedroom voice over the phone, but I never believed it until last week. I was making outbound calls to collect from patients their outstanding balances when I came across this guy who hit on me over the phone. I told my co-workers about the incident and they told me I must have a "sexy" voice. Maybe not Kathleen Turner sexy, but same impact, I guess..

So what constitutes a bedroom voice..? Whenever I think of it, Rachel Shelley and Kim Cattrall comes to mind, but I might be wrong.. I know I don't have that husky Demi Moore-ish voice, nor the sultry timbre akin to Angelina Jolie's, nor that "come hither" Nicole Kidman voice, accent's a bonus!

Anyhoo.. If I'm to make a random list of women with sexy voices, I'd say, apart from the aforementioned, they were..

- Kate Moennig
- Susan Sarandon
- Angie Harmon
- Jill Hennesy
- Pauley Perrette
- Cote de Pablo
- Julia Roberts
- Lindsay Lohan
- Marg Helgenberger
- Holland Taylor
- Julie Andrews
- Nigella Lawson

Word of the Day

I was browsing through Youtube searching for Family Guy clip featuring Journey song Don't Stop Believing since it became an LSS from Super Bowl Sunday when I came across this video description:

"**READ FIRST** --this is the original Video--
I didnt plan to record this so its kind of improvizated and i was laughting at the end thats why its shaking, also some parts are in spanish"


WTF?! (wow, that's fun!)

Sai-ology

FOODOLOGY

Q: What is your salad dressing of choice?
A. Honey mustard whenever I don't feel like eating my salad naked..

Q: What is your favorite fast food restaurant?
A. Carl's Jr. 'coz they have big burgers and Sub-Way 'coz they serve healthy sammies.

Q: What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?
A. A lot.. Banana Bay for Thai Foods, Salo-Salo for Filipino, Ami Sushi or Tokyo Lobby for Sushi and Sashimi, Tofu House for Korean, and so on..

Q: On average, what size tip do you leave at a restaurant?
A. 17% of the tab.

Q: What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of it?
A: Miso soup and sashimi!

Q: What are your pizza toppings of choice?
A. 'Shrooms and artichokes

Q: What do you like to put on your toast?
A. Cream cheese


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TECHNOLOGY

Q: What is your wallpaper on your computer?
A. Diablo 3 wallpaper

Q: How many televisions are in your house?
A. One in each room.

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BIOLOGY

Q: Are you right-handed or left-handed?
A. Right-handed.

Q: Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
A. Body hairs, and blockheads.

Q: What is the last heavy item you lifted?
A. Can't remember..

Q: Have you ever been knocked unconscious?
A. Nope. Doorbelled, yeah..

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BULLCRAPOLOGY

Q: If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
A. Not sure..since I easily get stressed-out.. I'd die earlier than the pre-destined day of my death.

Q: If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
A. I love my name as it is.. It's kinda unique. ^_^

Q: What color do you think looks best on you?
A: Bloody red I guess..

Q: Have you ever swallowed a non-food item by mistake?
A. *giggles*

Q: Have you ever saved someone’s life?
A. Nope.

Q: Has someone ever saved yours?
A. None.

~~~

DAREOLOGY

Q: Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?
A. Sure thing!

Q: Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000
A. I love raising my pinky whenever I drink tea..

Q: Would you never blog again for $50,000?
A. Make it $5 000 000.00 and we have a deal.

Q: Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?
A. Add two more zeroes, yes. ^_^

Q: Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?
A. Sure, but I get to choose the brand and type of chili.

Q: Would you, without fear of punishment, take a humans life for $1,000,000?
A. Fuck yeah! As long as I bear animosity and hostility over that person. I won't kill a person without any personal vendetta.

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DUMBOLOGY

Q: What is in your left pocket?
A. I usually don't stuff anything in it since I place my schlong on that side.. ROFLMAO!

Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?
A. Haven't seen it, never will..

Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?
A. Hardwood baby, all the way..

Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?
A. I only sit if I do my laundry at the same time.

Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?
A. A couple I guess..

Q: Last time you had a run-in with the cops?
A. Last night, and the night before that, and the night before that. DUI check-point by Valley Boulevard and Amar Road. It's Super Bowl weekend, dude!

Q: What do you want to be when you grow up?
A. I'm a grown woman.. Just doesn't look like it since I'm a lil short..

Q: Who is number 1 on your top 8?
A. I'm trying to put me, myself, and I..

~~~

LASTOLOGY

Q: Friend you talked to?
A. goddess Louie

Q: Last person who called you?
A. My dad

Q: Person you hugged?
A. Chloe

Q: Person you kissed?
A. Beso-beso..? Chloe

~~~

FAVORITOLOGY

Q: Number?
A. 88

Q: Season?
A: Winter

~~~

CURRENTOLOGY

Q: Missing someone?
A. Yeah.

Q: Mood?
A. Nothing in particular..

Q: Listening to?
A: John Legend's Another Again

Q: Watching?
A. When It's At Night

Q: Worrying about?
A. Everything and Nothing

~~~

RANDOMOLOGY

Q: First place you went this morning?
A. Brother's bedroom

Q: What can you not wait to do?
A. Get over with my boredom

Q: What’s the last movie you saw?
A. Failure to Launch

Q: Do you smile often?
A. Not really

Q: Are you a friendly person?
A. Ask my friends.

~~~

TAGOLOGY

Q. Tag five people and explain why you're tagging 'em.
A: Can't think of any in particular.. I'm too bored..

25 Random Things About Me

From twistedXfactor


Here are the rules: if you get tagged, you have to write 25 random things about yourself then tag 25 more people including the one who tagged you in the first place. hopefully, the things I write down here will give everyone a clearer picture of me. if I tag you, it means I want you to do this so we get to know each other better.


1. I hate monotony. I get bored with routine.

2. I always eat my french fries with ice cream. I prefer McDonald's Oreo McFlurry or Wendy's version of it.

3. I always save the chicken skin for later.

4. I eat around my sandwich, eliminating the skin thingie off the sliced loaf.

5. I usually eat my salad dry, no dressing.

6. Coffee is my downer and milk and liquor are my uppers.

7. I only shave the longer hairs off my legs, I leave the shorter ones on since I hate to mess up with its growth.

8. I have really sensitive skin that I have to moisturize it everyday, specially my breast and butt area.

9. I use tampons whenever I have my period since sanitary napkins give me rashes. I just started using those two years ago, and I don't use the slim ones since I tend to forget it's there. And I don't like the idea of having TSS (Toxic Shock Syndrome).

10. I can cook dishes from just tasting it, most of the time.

11. I usually blush whenever I talk to guys with no apparent reason. I can't speak in public without blushing either.

12. I'm not into chick stuffs like love stories. I stopped reading Twilight after the fourth chapter since it became too cheesy for me. The romantic comedies I watched were mostly out of boredom aside from Two Weeks' Notice because I love women who don't need men.

13. Buying a pant suit is hard for me since my top is two sizes bigger than my bottom.

14. I have this penchant for boots, trench coats, and nylons.

15. I covet a lot. It makes me look forward to something and spice my boring life.

16. I have a mood disorder which affects my self-confidence.

17. I love murder mysteries.

18. My other breast is lower than the other.

19. I love noodles! May it be European or Asian.

20. I don't have plans of getting married nor having children.

21. I'm a food tripper and I wanted to be a traveler.

22. I crush over a person because of certain things about him or her, like the way he flicks his hair, how cute his mole under his eye is, how her legs go on forever, how her body feels so soft, etc. and not because of the whole package themselves. If that happens, I'm obsessed.

23. I am addicted to achieving orgasm, that's why I don't think any guy would be able to keep up with me. ROFLMAO!

24. I'm a wash and dash person. I don't take my time to blow-dry my hair or put make-up on. That's why I find our office dress code's "no wet hair" clause irritating. Well, I don't really go to work with wet, dripping hair, but it's damp nevertheless.

25. I'm good at using my mouth. *wink. wink*

Fan-Fiction Kilig Luv Story

my quizilla result...


You were sitting on a cliff just outside the village when you feel someone watching you. You turn around with a kunai at hand yelling," Show yourself! I know someone's there!" Then Gaara slowly comes out from the bushes. You breath a sigh of relief and put the kunai away. He stares at you, confused. You smile and ask if he want to sit with you. He walks over and sits quietly beside you. You stare at him, admiring him. Even though others don't accept him, you see what others don't. You see a boy with a sad and lonley heart. After a while, he notices you staring. He looks at you and clutches his chest with a confused look on his face. "W-what is this. My heart.. its beating so fast and all I did was look at you." You smiled and kissed his forehead, " Gaara, i think your in love." He gives you a look like he's confused, "What is love?" You smile again and say," Love is an emotion where just being near a person that you really care for. Just thinking about the person," you touch his chest where his heart is, "makes your heart beat so fast and wild that it feels like it will burst out of your chest." Then he slowly and hesitantly holds his hand to your heart. He smiles so gently and warm that you were in shock. Then he asks, "Whatever this love is, it is making me go crazy when im around you. I think, I kinda don't know for sure, but if love is what you say it is, I love you." He smiled and pulled you in his arms and held you tightly to his chest. "Gaara I-" you were interrupted by his lips gently pushed against yours. He pulls away and stars into your eyes."____, promise you will never leave me. My heart can't take it if you do." you smiled and kiss him. When you pulled away, you whisper, " I won't leave you.I love you to Gaara." From that point on, you never left each others' side.

Surgeon Wanted, but not for Medical Malpractice.

Surgeon wanted for cathedral robbery
By Abigail Kwok
INQUIRER.net
First Posted 16:24:00 01/07/2009

MANILA, Philippines -- Police in the province of Masbate
are looking for a surgeon who allegedly stole the statues
of the Immaculate Concepcion from the St. Anthony De
Padua cathedral in Masbate City last Monday.

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Sai sez:

Huh?! I thought the ivory parts were stolen last November 25, 2008..?

Geez, guys! Getcha news straight!

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Read full article here..

Stolen Idol/Icon Parts

Head, hands of religious icon stolen
By Dona Pazzibugan
Philippine Daily Inquirer
First Posted 00:37:00 11/25/2008



MANILA, Philippines -- An antique religious icon
in a cathedral in Masbate province named after
St. Anthony Padue, patron saint for missing and
stolen items, lost its head and hands, made of
ivory, to thieves.

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This news article's kinda confusing. "Manila, Philippines" daw, eh the theft happened in Masbate. tsk!

Padue..? Where exactly is Padue..?

Padua, on the other hand, is located at Veneto region in Italy, Padua is the setting for most of the action in Shakespeare's The Taming of the Shrew.
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The Immaculate Conception icon had been in their
cathedral for the last 40 years at least, according
to Baylon. Masbate is among the poorest provinces in the country.

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Had..? Icon's still there, wala nga lang ulo't kamay..

Duh.. Corrupt government officials outweigh the gold deposits and mines of the province.
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Read full news article here...

Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood by William Wordsworth

Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood
by William Wordsworth
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore;-- Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth. Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong. The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep,-- No more shall grief of mine the season wrong: I hear the echoes through the mountains throng. The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every beast keep holiday;-- Thou child of joy, Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy! Ye blesséd Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel--I feel it all. O evil day! if I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning This sweet May-morning; And the children are culling On every side In a thousand valleys far and wide Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm:-- I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! --But there's a tree, of many, one, A single field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting And cometh from afar; Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy, But he beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy; The Youth, who daily farther from the east Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended; At length the Man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day. Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster-child, her inmate, Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years' darling of a pigmy size! See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies, Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses, With light upon him from his father's eyes! See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife; But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little actor cons another part; Filling from time to time his 'humorous stage' With all the Persons, down to palsied Age, That life brings with her in her equipage; As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation. Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity; Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal Mind,-- Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A Presence which is not to be put by; To whom the grave Is but a lonely bed, without the sense of sight Of day or the warm light, A place of thoughts where we in waiting lie; Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life! 0 joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest, Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:-- --Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings, Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised: But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain-light of all our day, Are yet a master-light of all our seeing; Uphold us--cherish--and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence: truths that wake, To perish never; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence, in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither-- And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. Then, sing, ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound! We, in thought, will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. And 0, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves! Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might; I only have relinquish'd one delight To live beneath your more habitual sway; I love the brooks which down their channels fret Even more than when I tripp'd lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born day Is lovely yet; The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

Know Your Fuckin' Boundaries Parte Due

Magra-rant ulit ako.

My sis-in-law, thought I was sleeping when she arrived in our house from I dunno which hell she went. She was talking to her mum in her "normal" loud voice. Assuming from the one-sided conversation I heard, inadvertently of course, her mum wants her to go back to her mum's wings.

SIL: wag na, ayos na nga.
her mum over the other line saying something.
SIL: nasa storage yung ibang gamit.
her mum.
SIL: eh dyan ka na sa kwarto, ayos na nga eh.

WTF?!

Ano'ng "ayos na" ang pinagsasabi nya? Why can't she just go back home eh pinapauwi naman na sya? Ipinagsisiksikan nya sarili nya dito for the same reason I've mentioned in my earlier rant. She just doesn't wanna go there kase ayaw nya magatatabi nanay nya and her stepdad aside from the fact that she can't go "clubbing" anymore if she stays there.

I asked her once, a week ago I guess, if I can stay in her room in her mum's place if ever I get hired in this fortune 500 company I was applying at since her mum's place is nearer to the company compared to ours. And she told me off. Ampota! Ang tigas ng karakas ng walanghiya!

Next Level

When I first saw these movements, I thought it was easy to do, but when I started doing the aerobic striptease by Carmen Electra for my workout, I found out it was not as easy as I thought it would be. I sweat a lot and I felt my muscles get strained on the first routine.

I find it funny how the composers for the girl group Pussy Cat Dolls incorporate the sound and/or beat of the girl group's songs to their dance routines, which is the striptease. Maybe that's the reason why I keep on watching PCD videos, drooling over the girls. Oh, how juvenile of me.

Toccara

America's Next Top Model Cycle 3 contestant Toccara Jones just recently graced the cover of Italian Vogue. I heart this spunky girl from Ohio during ANTM cycle 3. She's the first plus-size contestant to reach top 6 of the TV show. Her name was from an Avon perfume.

I chose this picture of hers because she kinda looks like a good friend of mine in this pic. Chocobun dearly calls her "Mother Lou".

Gotta love that swan neck despite being full-figured. And I don't wanna start talkin' 'bout her gajunggas, with a capital G, yes G.

Sold House

A house was sold for $1.75 in eBay, although the buyer will be paying additional $850 for back taxes and all, still, it's an $851.75 house! Where the fuck can you buy a house for that price. I know it's a fixer-upper, but, owning a house gives a different feeling. ^_^ Wish I was the buyer. Neh, mina?

Know Your Fuckin' Boundaries Parte Una

This gal and I were pals before she became my elder brother's girlfriend and started acting like the prima donna that she is. Now that my brother married her, and she's my sis-in-law, she got worst. She would just open my room's door and yell at me like she's the owner of the house, then fucking slam it afterwards. And my list of unluckiness grew longer when my younger brother asked our mum if he could have a room of his own. Being a single-family home my mum owns, there were only two extra rooms apart from the master's suite in our house, so I have to share the room with sis-in-law. Sharing a room with her is very inconvenient for me. She's almost shouting whenever she talks on the phone, I can hear it from my soon to be former room, just like her alarm clock which doesn't even serve its purpose since she would still wake up late coz she's been clubbin and partyin te night before. I can't actually see any reason why she doesn't wanna go back to her mom's place and live there for a while until everything's settled, besides it isn't that far from her work like she claims it is, she has her own car and she drives the freeway for fuckin cryin out loud. She has her own room in her mom's place, the only problem is, her mom's way too strict. Lights out at a specific time, and she can't go out partying late at night. Additional reason why she doesn't wanna stay to her mom's place was because she doesn't want her mom and stepdad to sleep in the same bed. WTF! Ultimo ba naman pakikipagkantutan ng nanay nya sa asawa gusto pa nyang pakelaman?! Putambabae! Tama bang ako ang makisama sa kanya eh ako ang anak ng may-ari ng bahay? Kung sing-kapal ng mukha ko ang mukha nya, ako ang tutuloy sa bahay ng nanay nya at gagamit ng cuarto nya!

Okay, Sue.. Calm down.. You've already lashed out, now breathe in.. Breathe out..

My Favorite Geeks

Matthew Gray Gubler known as Dr. Spencer Reid in the hit primetime drama series Criminal Minds.

He is actually an NYU film directing major grad. He directed the "Don't Shoot Me, Santa" mv by The Killers.

I know he doesn't look like a geek in this pic, he looks like a model, and in fact he is. He modelled for Louis Vuitton, Tommy Hilfiger, and other famous designers.

He's really smart, you can tell by his forehead. Lol. I mean, he has tact, and his "intern journal" won't be featured in the special DVD of Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou in which he played a very short role as an intern, if he wasn't, duh..



Jim Parsons who portrays the character of a physicist with two PhD's and a Master's Degree, Sheldon Cooper, PhD, D, M.Sc. in the hit sitcom, The Big Bang Theory.

He appeared in Garden State and other cameo roles in TV. Nothing much about this actor's bio can be found in the www.











Eric Szmanda, the Polish descent American actor known as "the DNA dude" during the first season of another hit primetime drama series, CSI. We later found out his character's name was Greg Sanders. Just like Jim Parsons, I can't find any other info about this actor other than the fact that he supports the US Campaign for Burma.


Sean Murray, Donald Bellisarius', producer of military dramas JAG (Judge Advocate General) and NCIS (Naval Criminal Investigative Servies), stepson. And since he was the producer's stepson, he got some acting part on JAG as Danny Walden. But he really was known as MIT grad Special Agent Timothy McGee of NCIS, who is often called "probie" by his senior officer, womanizer, Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo.











And the newest addition to my geek list, Fred Weller. He plays as a 5th generation US Marshall named Marsahall in the new primetime drama series, In Plain Sight. He's Mary Shannon's partner. He seems to know a little about everything: what Mary calls "useless information".

Frederick Weller was initially successful as a stage actor, which is still his biggest passion. He performed in Neil LaBute and David Mamet plays and films. He also played the ambitious, jerk of a boyfriend of Neve Campbell in the movie When Will I Be Loved.

He's RoboCop's cousin.



With these men, smart is really the new sexy!

Harvard Class Day Speech '06: "Go Nads!"

The Square Root of Three

I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
A three is all that's good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath a vicious square root sign
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by,>
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed.

--- Kumar Patel, Harold and Kumar:
Escape from Guantanamo Bay, 2008

My Fall '08 Must-Have

At first glance, you'll think their footwear were ordinary gladiator sandals, but the truth was, those were ordinary slippers with a Posso the Spat shoe cover.

A very clever idea to sass up ordinary slippers, flats, or pumps into something else, like say, a boot..


Now I'm wearing an ordinary thong slipper, just attach a Posso the Spat shoe (or shin, perhaps is the right term) cover and, voila! instant leg hair cover! Whoops, typo! And voila! a pretty pair of ninja footwear akin to that of Sakura's of Naruto manga/anime. ^_^


*naga-adik ako, meh reklmao?!

these boots are made for schleppin'

where can i find 'em boots?! me wants one pair!

Greatest Romantic Movies Of All Time

"Whether you're generally sappy or cynical, devoted or dubious, once in a while, everyone needs a little romance. Some of the films on this eclectic list will send you scrambling for a Kleenex, while others will lift you up (where you belong); the best may do both. Lose yourself in these love stories, but remember: a kiss is never just a kiss."

According to AFI, the top ten movies are:

1. Casablanca
2. Gone With The Wind
3. West Side Story
4. Roman Holiday
5. An Affair To Remember
6. The Way We Were
7. Dr. Zhivago
8. It's A Wonderful Life
9. Love Story, and
10. City Lights

from Digital Dream Door:

1. Romeo and Juliet - (1968, Franco Zeffirelli) (Leonard Whiting, Olivia Hussey)
2. From Here to Eternity - (1953, Fred Zinnemann) (Burt Lancaster, Deborah Kerr)
3. Casablanca - (1942, Michael Curtiz) (Humphrey Bogart, Ingrid Bergman)
4. Camille - (1937, George Cukor) (Greta Garbo, Robert Taylor)
5. Splendor in the Grass - (1961, Elia Kazan) (Natalie Wood, Warren Beatty)
6. Brief Encounter - (1945, David Lean) (Celia Johnson, Trevor Howard)
7. A Place in the Sun - (1951, George Stevens) (Montgomery Clift, Elizabeth Taylor)
8. Gone With the Wind - (1939, Victor Fleming) (Clark Gable, Vivien Leigh)
9. To Have and Have Not - (1944, Howard Hawks) (Humphrey Bogart, Lauren Bacall)
10. Somewhere in Time - (1980, Jeannot Szwarc) (Christopher Reeve, Jane Seymour)

Mine would be:

- Shakespeare In Love, 1998
- An Affair To Remember, 1957
- A Walk to Remember, 2002
- The Notebook, 2004
- Message In A Bottle, 1999
- Two Weeks Notice, 2002
- Eternal Sunshine Of A Spotless Mind, 2004
- that classic movie which involves an angel falling in love with a human similar to,
- City of Angels, 1998

runners-up:

- Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks movies, Sleepless In Seattle and You've Got Mail
- John Cusack movies, Serendipity, Must Love Dogs, and America's Sweetheart
- animations, Beauty and the Beast

Remembering the Royalties

Diana Frances Spencer and John Fitzgerald Kennedy Jr.

Pro Re Nata

Theirs was a love sprung from professional teaming up. Both of them were fond of each other; unfortunately, they never act on it.

Casablanca

From Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem In Memoriam:27, 1850:

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

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Naglalakad ako sa may aplaya. Natatanaw ko ang mga mangingisda't kani-kanilang mga pamilyang tulong-tulong sa paghila ng fishing net. Mainit ang sikat ng araw, bagama't hindi naman nakakapaso. Masarap ang simoy ng hanging nagmumula sa dagat. Kasabay ng alon ay nalalasahan ko ang alat..Kaysarap pumikit at mag-relax..

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Naliligaw ako sa mala-labyrinth na palenke. Hindi ako pamilyar sa lugar, ngunit hindi naman ako nakaramdam ng takot kahit pa ilang ulo ng tupa na ang nadaanan ko. Wala namang manginginom sa paligid. Nawawala ako.

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Nasa loob ako ng isang bar. Merong jazz music sa background. May mga nagsusugal sa isang sulok. Mayroon namang simpleng nagdi-dinner date lamang sa isang banda. Ako, nagi-isa sa sulok ng lamesa. Sinasamyo, sinisimsim baso ng vodka, sapagkat wala raw silang tequila.. Napansin kita't tinanguan, here's looking at you, kid!

nota bene: an unpolished writing attempt.

Purple Proses

I'm thinking of going back to writing inane things that have nothing to do with my day-to-day life and activity, if I have one that is..

I realized the way your eyes deceived me with tender looks that I mistook for love
So take away the flowers that you gave me, and send the kind that you remind me of

Paper Roses
Paper Roses
Oh how real those roses seem to be
But they're only imitation,
Like you imitation love for me

I thought that you would be a perfect lover
You seemed so full of sweetness at the start, but like a big red rose that's made of paper
There isn't any sweetness in your heart

Paper Roses
Paper Roses
Oh how real those roses seem to be
But they're only imitation
Like you imitation love for me

Cheese, wine..My First Time..

I woke up as early as 4am last Saturday kase pupunta kame ni ina sa tiangge.. Well, so far, yun yung lam kong plano nyang gawin. So, nag-swap meet kame, namili ng gulay ilokano ni ina, saluyot, patola, talong na parang hinliliit (sabe kase ng tindera, mas maliit mas mahal), ampalayang maliliit din, bunga't bulaklak ng kalabasa (alang gaano sa likod-bahay namin eh!), at ang di galing sa kanal na kangkong. Tas bigla sya nagyaya magpunta ng Saks 5th at Neiman Marcus.

Goodness! 65% off sale sa Saks pero sky high pa rin ang prices! Biruin mo, nasa $900-something pa rin yung napaka-simpleng D&G bag?! Meaning, nasa $2000-something original price ng lecheng bag na yun. Nagustuhan ko yung Hobo na evening clutch bag, kaso ala akong anda..sale na rin yun sa $80-something.

Then we went to Neiman Marcus, meh invitation pala si ina for a private showroom sale! Pucha! First time ko ma-experience yung kame lang ang nandun at nagtitingin ng merchandises na preview collection pa ng fall, tas meh sini-serve pa yung mga associates na cheap wine and/or champagne, cheese, crackers, fruits (grapes & strawberries), tsaka pepperoni. Buti na lang hapon na kame pumunta kase coffee, juice, doughnuts, and bagels yung ni-serve nila from 10am 'til 1pm. Syempre, ala akong binili. Ang mamahal kaya ng paninda nila!

Ganito Sila Noon..

Mga awiting nilimot ng panahon na kaysarap pakinggan at paulit-ulit balikan. Nasaan na ang pagiging malikhain mo, Juan dela Cruz..? Maaari pa bang ibalik ang dati mong pagiging makata at busilak?

"Sinisinta kita, 'di ka kumikibo; Akala mo yata ako'y nagbibiro.
Saksi ko ang langit, sampu ng kanduro; Kundi ka mahal, puputok yaring puso."

"Kataka-takang mahibang ang tulad ko sa'yo.
Biru-biro ang simula, ang wakas pala ay ano?
Aayaw-ayaw pa ako, ngunit 'yan ay 'di totoo.
Dahil sa iyo puso kong ito'y binihag mo."

"Sa piling mo sinta ko napapawi ang lungkot;
Napaparam, nagbabago ang lahat ng himutok.
At sa tuwi kong hahagkan ang pisngi mong mabango,
Ay tuluyang napaparam ang hirap ko."

"Akala mo yata kita'y nililimot; alaala kita sa gabing pagtulog.
Ang inuunan ko luhang umaagos; ang binabanig ko ay sama ng loob.
'Di ka na nahabag, di ka na naawa. Lusak na ang lupa sa patak ng luha."

"Tumataghoy sa gabing mapanglaw ang abang lagay ko, o mutyang hirang
Sana'y dinggin ang hibik at daing, waring malalagot na ang buhay na angkin."

"Sa bawat sandali tayo ay magkapiling, sa bawat lunggati pakinggan ang hiling;
Ang puso ko't budhi ay hindi sinungaling, sana ay ulinigin damdamin ko, giliw-- Asahan, pangarap nitong buhay, lahat ng araw kita'y mamahalin.
Iwasan ang iyong alinlangan, lahat ng araw kita'y mamahalin.
Sa labi ng imbing kamatayan itangi yaring pagmamahal.
Tulutang magtapat sa 'yo hirang lahat ng araw kita'y mamahalin."

"Malayo man, malapit din pilit kong mararating; 'wag lamang masabi mong 'di kita ginigiliw."

"Nasaan ka irog, at dagling naparam ang iyong paggiliw?
'Di ba 'ga sumpa mong ako'y mamahalin, iyong itatangi magpahanggang libing?"

Easy Fifty

My mum and I went to her uncle's place in Camarillo the other day so we could go to the outlet center and do some Independence Day shopping spree. Mum's uncle's wife was kinda paranoid. I dunno guys if you'd believe me or not but here goes..

One night we spent in their house, my mum and I did not sleep in the guest room as usual, we were assigned to sleep in the master's bedroom since mum's aunt went to the Philippines and her uncle used his son's room. Guest room were occupied by my two brothers and my mum's cousin and his maternal cousins stayed in the media room. I went to bed late, about 3:30am-ish, coz my elder brother and I stayed late that night chatting as usual about nothing in particular, he was staying with mum's uncle that time helping mum's uncle with their "home improvement project". I had this dream about this gay guy in 70's red hippie outfit, plain tunic-like top and floral printed pyjama-like bottom, complete with the long hair. He came in through the bathroom door and there was suddenly a stairs that appeared going up the ceiling. I followed him. He went inside this room with green carpet and had a lot of wall shelvings filled with jars of pickled penis. He knew I was following him that he turned around and walked closer to me, opened his pants' garter strings and showed me his cut-off penis! Of course I was horrified I didn't know how I was able to woke up, I woke my mum up and asked her to speed our way back home which she did for she had to work anyways and she told me we were going to leave by 4am. It was only 3:45am, meaning I hadn't slept that long.

On our way home, I told my mum about my dream and she told me that her uncle's house had an attic and it has a room. She also told me not to take my dream seriously because maybe my mind was just too filled with dragon and other mythical creatures' tales, my mum's cousin was only 15 y/o and he and his cousins found the folklores interesting we talked about it during dinner. I did calm down after our talk, but my mum was such a blabbermouth that she told my dream to her uncle, and his youngest brother along with his wife and gawd knows who else, who in turn told his paranoid wife about it. Since mum's paranoid aunt was a paranoid, she had the house blessed and feng shui'ed to drive away the spirits from her house.

Fast-forward yesterday. My mum's aunt brought me to her brother's house who also had his house blessed and feng shui'ed not that long time ago. She asked me to feel the house, and I did. I had goosebumps on my right arm and neck, but not on the other parts of my body. I found the house dark, but they justified it by saying because the sun had already set. Our house doesn't go as dark as that house even when the sun already set, duh..? Even the facade of that house was dark, hullo..?! I told the homeowner to change his son's bed arrangement and to throw away this specifically "dark" painting which wasn't there when the feng shui expert came to their house. For my mum's aunt's house, I didn't tell her to alter anything, so for my "services" she gave me 50 bucks. I should have told her I saw this teenage girl wandering around her receiving room by her grand piano, for an additional 50 bucks! Pffft!

x's: I went up the attic via the garage coz the ladder to go up there was in the garage. It was a long walk going to that room I saw in my dream that I asked my mum's uncle if there was any other door to get to the attic, and he told me there was a trap door in their bedroom closet near the bathroom. The room was exactly how I saw it in my dream, minus the carpet that my mum's uncle removed earlier this month because it was moldy and smelly.

V2O the Venue

My sis-in-law and I were invited by my mum's business associate to join them clubbin at Long Beach. The club was the best one I went in so far! There was a contest on who "dances" best in their lingerie and they were being auctioned afterwards. Good thing the sisters who invited us weren't too drunk during the auction, or else thay would have joined it too. Anyhoo, the sisters got too drunk because they knew the bartender there, his name's Mark, so we had to stop by Denny's to sober them up by having them throw up in the toilet and had them drank coffee.

Aside from the sisters getting drunk, the only thing that made me extremely uncomfortable was this old fart, he's a sexagenarian I guess, he kept on following me! And then whenever I looked his way he would wink and smile at me.