*hmmm..is billy really dating someone now? nah, he's just deluded.nyahaha!
*if ever i have a sex life , it's gonna go from 10 in a week to zero due to stress.
* i should spend more time with xandi.
*i am really craving for that cheesy nachos with salmon sushi and oh a piece of cake and ice cream! what a weird combo...
*i wish i have more time to eat,read and sleep.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
Classic Quotes
Umberto Eco on why he wrote the novel "The Name of the Rose"
• I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma,
a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.
• I felt like poisoning a monk.
• The real hero is always a hero by mistake; he dreams of being an honest coward like everybody else.
__________________________
• We are all born mad. Some remain so.
Samuel Beckett (1906 - 1989), Waiting for Godot (1955)
• Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett (1906 - 1989), "Worstward Ho", 1983
____________
• Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without asking a clear question.
Albert Camus (1913 - 1960)
• We only know of one duty, and that is to love.
Albert Camus (1913 - 1960)
_______________
•Dying is a very dull, dreary affair. And my advice to you is to have nothing whatever to do with it.
W. Somerset Maugham (1874 - 1965)
•Men seek but one thing in life - their pleasure.
W. Somerset Maugham (1874 - 1965), 'Of Human Bondage'
•The important thing was to love rather than to be loved.
W. Somerset Maugham (1874 - 1965), 'Of Human Bondage', 1915
___________
• Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.
D. H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)
____________
• Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.
Kahlil Gibran (1883 - 1931)
___________
• Communism doesn't work because people like to own stuff.
Frank Zappa (1940 - 1993
• Art is making something out of nothing and selling it.
Frank Zappa (1940 - 1993)
source: quotationspage.com
• I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma,
a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.
• I felt like poisoning a monk.
• The real hero is always a hero by mistake; he dreams of being an honest coward like everybody else.
__________________________
• We are all born mad. Some remain so.
Samuel Beckett (1906 - 1989), Waiting for Godot (1955)
• Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett (1906 - 1989), "Worstward Ho", 1983
____________
• Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without asking a clear question.
Albert Camus (1913 - 1960)
• We only know of one duty, and that is to love.
Albert Camus (1913 - 1960)
_______________
•Dying is a very dull, dreary affair. And my advice to you is to have nothing whatever to do with it.
W. Somerset Maugham (1874 - 1965)
•Men seek but one thing in life - their pleasure.
W. Somerset Maugham (1874 - 1965), 'Of Human Bondage'
•The important thing was to love rather than to be loved.
W. Somerset Maugham (1874 - 1965), 'Of Human Bondage', 1915
___________
• Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.
D. H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)
____________
• Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.
Kahlil Gibran (1883 - 1931)
___________
• Communism doesn't work because people like to own stuff.
Frank Zappa (1940 - 1993
• Art is making something out of nothing and selling it.
Frank Zappa (1940 - 1993)
source: quotationspage.com
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Ona Saturday
what do i do usually on a saturday
when i am not working?
just for the "fun" of it,
i want to track down my routine
on this day i consider as special.
i wake up at 9 am, either from my alarm
or from that labrador that always barks loudly.
thank heavens, i love dogs.
first thing is i take my morning exercise
which means 80 crunches, ten sit ups
and 5 minute arms stretch.
then i change my outfit.
yeah, i call it an outfit.
i want to look "sexy"
even if i am just scrubbing floors.
hey, it is my place,
i can just walk around naked if i want to.
if you haven't done that,
you are a very boring, prude and stiff (but not in a good way)person!
you are missing the fun of walking without anything on you.
so do it!now!
GO NAKED!
anyway,after that,
i make my coffee and take whatever
it is that is left in the fridge.
i usually take light meals in the morning.
then i start doing the laundy.
separating the whites to de-colors,
the socks from my lingeries
(no i am not trying to be sexy here,
i just don't want my undies to smell like my foot.),
and jeans, jeans, jeans.
While i wait for the washing machine to stop spinning,
i take out the trash and clean the bathroom.
it is one of my quirks, clean trash can and super clean bathroom.
segue,i named the washing machine _ _ _ _ _
because i always feel like kicking this person!
he is so darn cuuuuute!!!
but since it is an impossibility that i physically hurt him
and don't want law suit troubles,
i just vent out my anger to my poor washing machine.
well, a couple of kicks won't break it, eh?
it is good that i take my emotions in a non-living thing.
so while i do all the spinning,
series of kicking and scrubbing,
i am either listening to the radio
or watching music videos.
and for sure, i will still be drinking that cup of coffee
that i made and munching over chips
or i started eating a new set of meal already.
after all the chaos are put in order,
i will start cooking lunch,
take a bath and watch a movie on dvd.
if it becomes too boring,
i sleep 2 for hours(tulo na laway ko nun).
i haven't had the time to play roger these past few weeks
because of the new books that i just bought.
sorry, roger.
if i don't have plans for the night like dinner with friends,
i watch a movie in the mall
or i just go back to my bed reading,
munching on a delicious dessert while listening to jim, my ipod.
if i feel like blogging or making telebabad,
it will keep me for 1 to 3 hours.
by this time, it will be 11 or 12 midnight.
i will definitely start dozing off.
until i hear my neighbors have sex.
well, they have their own schedule, too.
oh, well...that's my usual saturday.
planned or not planned.
when i am not working?
just for the "fun" of it,
i want to track down my routine
on this day i consider as special.
i wake up at 9 am, either from my alarm
or from that labrador that always barks loudly.
thank heavens, i love dogs.
first thing is i take my morning exercise
which means 80 crunches, ten sit ups
and 5 minute arms stretch.
then i change my outfit.
yeah, i call it an outfit.
i want to look "sexy"
even if i am just scrubbing floors.
hey, it is my place,
i can just walk around naked if i want to.
if you haven't done that,
you are a very boring, prude and stiff (but not in a good way)person!
you are missing the fun of walking without anything on you.
so do it!now!
GO NAKED!
anyway,after that,
i make my coffee and take whatever
it is that is left in the fridge.
i usually take light meals in the morning.
then i start doing the laundy.
separating the whites to de-colors,
the socks from my lingeries
(no i am not trying to be sexy here,
i just don't want my undies to smell like my foot.),
and jeans, jeans, jeans.
While i wait for the washing machine to stop spinning,
i take out the trash and clean the bathroom.
it is one of my quirks, clean trash can and super clean bathroom.
segue,i named the washing machine _ _ _ _ _
because i always feel like kicking this person!
he is so darn cuuuuute!!!
but since it is an impossibility that i physically hurt him
and don't want law suit troubles,
i just vent out my anger to my poor washing machine.
well, a couple of kicks won't break it, eh?
it is good that i take my emotions in a non-living thing.
so while i do all the spinning,
series of kicking and scrubbing,
i am either listening to the radio
or watching music videos.
and for sure, i will still be drinking that cup of coffee
that i made and munching over chips
or i started eating a new set of meal already.
after all the chaos are put in order,
i will start cooking lunch,
take a bath and watch a movie on dvd.
if it becomes too boring,
i sleep 2 for hours(tulo na laway ko nun).
i haven't had the time to play roger these past few weeks
because of the new books that i just bought.
sorry, roger.
if i don't have plans for the night like dinner with friends,
i watch a movie in the mall
or i just go back to my bed reading,
munching on a delicious dessert while listening to jim, my ipod.
if i feel like blogging or making telebabad,
it will keep me for 1 to 3 hours.
by this time, it will be 11 or 12 midnight.
i will definitely start dozing off.
until i hear my neighbors have sex.
well, they have their own schedule, too.
oh, well...that's my usual saturday.
planned or not planned.
truth and dare.
"i dare that you still love him."
"i dare that you kiss him now."
if only i could just blog about the weirdest,
yuckiest and scariest thing that i found out
regarding guys i have known,
this blog space will be cool.haha!
but i'm not being cruel here.
i can be yucky too.
sometimes.
some guys are slobs and it is a given fact.
i have accepted the fact that
a slob will usually remain a slob right?
but they can be slowly trained
if you only use the right words and approach like:
honey,can you throw these already and wash your hands after?...
it works.
but the one that bothered me are the
well-mannered guys and the overboard metrosexuals
can also have their share of overboard slob ness.
surprise.surprise.
are all guys the same?
nah, i am being unfair.
it cannot be classified
but some of the things that i have seen
in their drawers well,
some of it cannot be classified.really.
it is like i should be calling the fire department,
the disinfectant team,
or even the bomb squad to fix it.
am i overreacting?hmmm..
fear and amount of grossness is relative.
but all of these thoughts happen for a couple of
seconds while the sound of horns
and alarm are in my head.
and yes,
he will be staring at me
asking if i am alright and if everything is okay.
no it is NOT okay.
but i don't tell them that.
in my head: but you really smell nice
and you have almost perfect manners in public...
why? oh, why???
it has always been THAT truth and the dare
that if you will still be with him
after seeing that yucky collection that he has.
that i have to make a decision fast
if the naked truth will be a deal breaker
or i'll just have to deal with it.
i've dealt with all of it.
as always.
but it's not like i am being cool with it.
no it's not cool.
i accepted it because i love the guy.
hmm...things you do for love.
it has to be love to be still sticking with him
after seeing the crime scene.
believe me.
oh well, i can still love or like a guy in the future
with his humor and mind,
or good looks and good smell.
slob or not.
yucky or not.
"i dare that you kiss him now."
if only i could just blog about the weirdest,
yuckiest and scariest thing that i found out
regarding guys i have known,
this blog space will be cool.haha!
but i'm not being cruel here.
i can be yucky too.
sometimes.
some guys are slobs and it is a given fact.
i have accepted the fact that
a slob will usually remain a slob right?
but they can be slowly trained
if you only use the right words and approach like:
honey,can you throw these already and wash your hands after?...
it works.
but the one that bothered me are the
well-mannered guys and the overboard metrosexuals
can also have their share of overboard slob ness.
surprise.surprise.
are all guys the same?
nah, i am being unfair.
it cannot be classified
but some of the things that i have seen
in their drawers well,
some of it cannot be classified.really.
it is like i should be calling the fire department,
the disinfectant team,
or even the bomb squad to fix it.
am i overreacting?hmmm..
fear and amount of grossness is relative.
but all of these thoughts happen for a couple of
seconds while the sound of horns
and alarm are in my head.
and yes,
he will be staring at me
asking if i am alright and if everything is okay.
no it is NOT okay.
but i don't tell them that.
in my head: but you really smell nice
and you have almost perfect manners in public...
why? oh, why???
it has always been THAT truth and the dare
that if you will still be with him
after seeing that yucky collection that he has.
that i have to make a decision fast
if the naked truth will be a deal breaker
or i'll just have to deal with it.
i've dealt with all of it.
as always.
but it's not like i am being cool with it.
no it's not cool.
i accepted it because i love the guy.
hmm...things you do for love.
it has to be love to be still sticking with him
after seeing the crime scene.
believe me.
oh well, i can still love or like a guy in the future
with his humor and mind,
or good looks and good smell.
slob or not.
yucky or not.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
no panty lines, please.
aside from the guilt of my being a tirador ng kanin,
i get to watch the top 50 fashion no-no's in fashion history.
i won't elaborate on all 50 but I am definitely guilty of several ones.
the fashion no-no that topped all the don'ts is
the visible panty lines!yes, i am so guilty of that.
so i stopped wearing slacks.
i mean, wearing seamless panties are still visible on me
and i am not comfortable if i wear thongs every single day.
so, goodbye formal pants.
the next so-called deal breaker are lace and see through clothing.
the critics said stop wearing them if you are not a prostitute
or a stripper.so...i guess goodbye to my favorite ones?
but i think i look good IN or shall i say ON it?
well if it's so see through,
who can really tell if you are even wearing a top at all!
oh, they didn't mention slut.
another stuff is the pony tail .
they said you should stop wearing your hair like that
if you are not 8 years old.
fine, i am removing mine already.
to be honest, i look and yes, feel like a retard
everytime i fix my hair like that.
but what can i do? my hair is soo big i just have to tie it.
and every single night is a battle between me and my mane.
i think i demands its own bed actually.It's aliiiiiive!
oh yeah, they also mentioned about the goth make up.
you know the dark make up that you put for your eyes?that is it.
but on me, it's just stress and lack of sleep.
at least i achieved that look naturally with no actual effort.
baggy clothes.that you have to really stop wearing clothes
that looks like it's for two people already.
hey, it's my laundry day.
it is comfortable and i find the preggy look cute.
oh, big bags.but i do have a lot of stuff that i need.
besides, i am poor i do not have a ride,okay?
call me a walking cabinet, i do not care.
all in all i think it wasn't really that bad.
but who cares right? even if i try to be fashionable,
the manner of how i eat is very unlady like.
i am more hairy than most guys,and i check out women like men do.
maybe, just maybe it's not my fashion sense.
maybe i am just in the wrong gender.
that maybe i should be born like a man.
that i should belch and fart like a man,
laugh and think like a man and who knows,
maybe in the future i can pee while standing up.
i get to watch the top 50 fashion no-no's in fashion history.
i won't elaborate on all 50 but I am definitely guilty of several ones.
the fashion no-no that topped all the don'ts is
the visible panty lines!yes, i am so guilty of that.
so i stopped wearing slacks.
i mean, wearing seamless panties are still visible on me
and i am not comfortable if i wear thongs every single day.
so, goodbye formal pants.
the next so-called deal breaker are lace and see through clothing.
the critics said stop wearing them if you are not a prostitute
or a stripper.so...i guess goodbye to my favorite ones?
but i think i look good IN or shall i say ON it?
well if it's so see through,
who can really tell if you are even wearing a top at all!
oh, they didn't mention slut.
another stuff is the pony tail .
they said you should stop wearing your hair like that
if you are not 8 years old.
fine, i am removing mine already.
to be honest, i look and yes, feel like a retard
everytime i fix my hair like that.
but what can i do? my hair is soo big i just have to tie it.
and every single night is a battle between me and my mane.
i think i demands its own bed actually.It's aliiiiiive!
oh yeah, they also mentioned about the goth make up.
you know the dark make up that you put for your eyes?that is it.
but on me, it's just stress and lack of sleep.
at least i achieved that look naturally with no actual effort.
baggy clothes.that you have to really stop wearing clothes
that looks like it's for two people already.
hey, it's my laundry day.
it is comfortable and i find the preggy look cute.
oh, big bags.but i do have a lot of stuff that i need.
besides, i am poor i do not have a ride,okay?
call me a walking cabinet, i do not care.
all in all i think it wasn't really that bad.
but who cares right? even if i try to be fashionable,
the manner of how i eat is very unlady like.
i am more hairy than most guys,and i check out women like men do.
maybe, just maybe it's not my fashion sense.
maybe i am just in the wrong gender.
that maybe i should be born like a man.
that i should belch and fart like a man,
laugh and think like a man and who knows,
maybe in the future i can pee while standing up.
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
romancing the rice
3 am.I am enjoying my delicious chicken
sandwich.yes, i am eating.again. as always. but how
can i stop eating? if i don't eat, i will continuosly
hear the borborgymous of my stomach.you know the
annoying rumbling sound in your gut whenever you are
hungry? mine is worse.if someone sits beside me
closely, he will definitely hear it.dont hate me.dont
get cranky.i just have to eat.and i love to eat. as
simple as that.
eating makes me happy.
it is the same feeling when i am in love.
butterflies (or borborygmous
in my stomach whilst my heart palpitates,
i get sweating palms and forehead,
my breathing becomes heavy, and maybe
my eyes dilate at the end of every good meal.it is
more of like reaching towards climax. yes, it is the
closest thing that i can get to sex.mock me.ha-ha.
on a semi-serious note, i do wish that i will meet a
guy who will love to cook good food for me.
anyway,since i became part of the nocturnal group at
work, my eating habits (eating again) changed. i tend
to eat more during night time and pretend that i eat
in small portions during lunch time!though i am
certain that i dont have to pretend that I eat like a
french woman kasi they all know na kain karpintero ang
appetite ko. Yung tipong dalawang tasang kanin at
kaunting ulam?Ganun.
a "friend" reminded me that it's
been a long time since i had that "diet".college days
pa raw yun. that i will usually order 2 cups of rice
and few pieces of siomai with garlic on it at solb na
raw ako.at least matipid diba? kaso nakakawala nga
talaga ng poise e(well, do i have that?).hehe.
Luckily, i hardly gain weight.my metabolism is too
fast.it is actually a good thing 'cause i so cannot
afford to buy myself a new set of wardrobe if i grow
bigger.
oh well,this is my first blabber for my new blog.
please do always visit this space if you are up for
some food bragging, food reviews, and all the sins of
gluttony that you can think of.indulge!
sandwich.yes, i am eating.again. as always. but how
can i stop eating? if i don't eat, i will continuosly
hear the borborgymous of my stomach.you know the
annoying rumbling sound in your gut whenever you are
hungry? mine is worse.if someone sits beside me
closely, he will definitely hear it.dont hate me.dont
get cranky.i just have to eat.and i love to eat. as
simple as that.
eating makes me happy.
it is the same feeling when i am in love.
butterflies (or borborygmous
in my stomach whilst my heart palpitates,
i get sweating palms and forehead,
my breathing becomes heavy, and maybe
my eyes dilate at the end of every good meal.it is
more of like reaching towards climax. yes, it is the
closest thing that i can get to sex.mock me.ha-ha.
on a semi-serious note, i do wish that i will meet a
guy who will love to cook good food for me.
anyway,since i became part of the nocturnal group at
work, my eating habits (eating again) changed. i tend
to eat more during night time and pretend that i eat
in small portions during lunch time!though i am
certain that i dont have to pretend that I eat like a
french woman kasi they all know na kain karpintero ang
appetite ko. Yung tipong dalawang tasang kanin at
kaunting ulam?Ganun.
a "friend" reminded me that it's
been a long time since i had that "diet".college days
pa raw yun. that i will usually order 2 cups of rice
and few pieces of siomai with garlic on it at solb na
raw ako.at least matipid diba? kaso nakakawala nga
talaga ng poise e(well, do i have that?).hehe.
Luckily, i hardly gain weight.my metabolism is too
fast.it is actually a good thing 'cause i so cannot
afford to buy myself a new set of wardrobe if i grow
bigger.
oh well,this is my first blabber for my new blog.
please do always visit this space if you are up for
some food bragging, food reviews, and all the sins of
gluttony that you can think of.indulge!
Saturday, February 3, 2007
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