It's the last day of the year. Oh sorry, I think that was my opening line for my last blog entry but just can't get a way with it. I never had a time to post a blog for the last days but I don't want the year to end with out blogging anything. 2009 is extra special cause this year is the birth of this blog site. So I better write something on this last day. And as you can see I did some panic-blogging. lol.

2009. What a year.

A year had already passed. Wow, it feels like it was only yesterday that I am also writing a post such as this in my old blog site. How was my 2009? What are the changes and the things that had remained unchanged for me for this year? Was I happy?

Of course if we are to sum up everything, I've been truly blessed this year. How will I put it? hmmmm...Ok, since it's December 31 here's the Top 31 things that had made me pre-occupied/busy/happy/sad for this year that I could think of.

31. Starbucks. I had coffee almost everyday especially for this month from Starbucks. Naghahabol na malagyan lahat ng sticker para makakuha ng 2010 planner.

30. Got addicted to American Idol. Became a super fan of Kris Allen. Got all his AI songs,post-AI album and his first ever self-titled album.

29. Became a godmother for the first time.

28. Got 122 Blog posts including this.

27. I became the queen of Overtime at work. Always on call.

26. Started blogging and blogged like there's no tomorrow. Happy that a lot of people are reading my blogs. And even happier that a lot can tolerate my narcissism.=p

25. Had Dates. Deals. Whatever you call it. Went out with some guys just for the sake of "going out" and in the name of dating.

24. Met new friends from other accounts and from other call-centers. I am amazed with the human brain, as to how it can process all these faces and names together. cool.

23. Was able to go home 4 times this year.

22. Panic buying for books. I'm running out of boxes in our boarding house as to where I can place all those books.

21. Drank a number of beer with college friends and office mates in Cebu. Good news: I did not pass out. =p

20. Won two raffles in our office. Prizes: a timex watch and a personal refrigerator.

19. Liked Astroboy again. But take note, like. But yeah, I guess I never stopped liking him. Followed his blogs, his posts, all his replies and yes even his love life.^_^

18. Celebrated my 22nd birthday. 22 years of single-blessednes.=p

17. Argued with a number of customers but pleased and satisfied hundreds of callers.

16. I only had 3 haircuts for this year.

15. Got addicted to facebook. There was a time that I was updating my status message almost every 20 minutes. Disliked Friendster.

14. Was transferred to another account. More calls, more stressful, much harder. But already use to it. New environment, new people, new friends.

13. The only concert that I get to watch this year is Sarah Geronimo's The Next One. But that was a VIP ticket.

12. I finally get to meet and able to shook hands with John Lloyd but still no pic with him.=( maybe next year?^_^

11. Started changing wardrobe. Starting to switch from shirt to blouse, straight cut to skinny jeans, flats to heels. But I still love jeans and sneakers.

10. Had two new crushes on the list: Jordan Gordon Levitt from 500 Days of Summer and my office mate.

9. Became a love doctor/love advicer but still ended up confuse about love.

8. Watched movies alone for a lot of times.

7. Record breaking info: never cried this year because of a guy.

6. Maybe because I have crushes but I was technically not in love with any guy, not even Astroboy made me cry.

5. Became more open-minded with my present civil status: single. Finally admitted that the more you search for it, the more you can't find it.

4. I was never absent for work for the entire year. And I was never tardy as well.

3. I was only sick once, like I had a headache or I have occasional sore throats but I was pretty much healthy the whole year. (Thank God)

2. Stronger faith. Attended mass regularly every Sunday.

1. Started the year waiting and ended the year hoping.


Well, this is it. 2009 is almost over. As much as we like some things to remain suspended in time, they never do.

"Last day of the year." I think this is the most used sentence today. And you can't help but to get nostalgic during times like these right? It's just the right feeling. Anyway, I'd let that sink in first and so for now I am going to give my own countdown. My Top fives for the year 2009. (kala nyo sa radyo at TV lang, sa blog pwede rin=p ). So here it is, my top 5 favorite for the websites, music, movie, books and coffee shop categories.

Websites: (most visited sites aside from search engine sites)

5. youtube.com - thanks to this site, get to see reruns of Susan Boyle and Kris Allen's performance
4. helium.com - for a while, I was hook to this site. "side-line".
3. twitter.com - I get to follow favorite artists and friends. Follow me too.
2. onemanga.com - best friend during idle time. Naruto!
1. facebook.com - love love love this site. Best social networking site.


Music: (most played in my playlist)

5. Home by Michael Bubble - this became my theme song whenever I feel homesick and sad.
4. Mad by Neyo - although I can not technically relate to this, I love the lyrics and the melody and I even liked it more when I saw the video of a pair from So You Think You Can Dance interpreting this song.
3. The Truth by Kris Allen - my most favorite song from Kris Allen's first Album.
2. Jump then Fall by Taylor Swift - I can relate to the lyrics. that's all bow.
1. To Make You Feel my Love by Kris Allen - This is the first song that Kris sang that I actually loved and went crazy over. I Was instantly hooked with American Idol season 08 after that. And yes I became an instant fan of Kris and yep still a fan.

Movie:

5. Hurt Locker - One of the best war movies I've ever seen. Very moving.
4. Up - First 3D film I've watched. Movies for the young and the adults. Funny and very heart-warming.
3. Star Trek - The only Star-trek film that I get to watch and I fell in love with the movie right on. Great story line.
2. Avatar - Great Effects. Great Script. Great story. Great movie. Exceeded my expectations. James Cameron is really the man.
1. 500 Days of Summer - Became my "bible" about love and relationships this year. Love the OST and love the movie.


Books: (books I've read this year but not necessarily published in 2009)

5. Dear John by Nicholas Sparks - what do we expect from Mr. Sparks? heartbreaks and melodramatic lines of course. Cried while reading this book. Can't wait for the movie adaptation.
4. Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold - Love the intro, weird ending but good book all in all. Very unique writing style.
3. Life of Pi by Yann Martel - Another weird book. But weird in a good way. About a man of many faith. A story of survival.
2. The Choice by Nicholas Sparks- Another Sparks novel. T_T need I say more?
1. The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch - about the last lecture given by Randy, a professor who died from cancer. A story about how to reach your dreams.

Coffee shops

5. Boss Coffee - coffee shop inside the fully-booked bookstore. I like their cafe mocha.
4. Coffee Bean - just light bended. a little less expensive than other shops. love their cafe latte.
3. Dunkin' Donuts - Bunwich and Coffee. Bunwich reminds me of someone and coffee is me. =p but I love their brewed coffee.
2. Seattle's Best - Like their Raspberry Kiss Mocha. Free Wi-fi too.
1. Starbucks - I want stickers! lol. Still love their White Chocolate Mocha and Java Chip for their Frap. I love their barista too. =p


Alright! So there you go. This has been you BJ (Blog Jockey) Kristine signing off.XD

I'm very much in demand these days. I feel like a popular music artist with a tag: "Kristine-On-Demand", cause every one wants to see and get a piece of me. lol. Of course cause I've been a way for a long time now and it's just now that I had a little longer vacation period than usual. So first stop: High School Reunion.

We had it the night of the day I arrived. Hope that makes sense. =p But I feel extra special 'cause the original date was December 27 and if that was the case of course I'll never make it. But good thing, it was moved last 29th to accommodate me. haha. Nah, I really don't know the reason why it was moved. But whatever that was doesn't matter. We had the time/night of our lives.

We had our reunion in my best-friend's place. Back in high-school, his place is one of those we usually go to whenever we'll have parties or make our school project. Tita (his mom) is always generous and good enough to tolerate our noise. The food was great. And though not everybody back in highschool were able to make it, we were able to make use of our resources, that means more food for everyone. lol.

It was really fun. We played charades, boys versus girls, and I have to admit, our boys are really really good! We will have our revenge next time! We also did videoke (yes, I too sang, no wonder it rained that night)haha. And of course the nitty-gritty part: checking on each other's love life. I wanted to answer: working on it. lol. But Nah...I had the usual answer of course: Technically single but yes waiting/searching.

High School. One of the best years of my life. And that though right now we all have our own life to live: engineers, call-center agents, nurses, accountants, HR...we will always look back to those times when the boys are still wearing khaki pants and the girls are wearing green-checkered skirts. I'd always be grateful and happy to be a part of the Monami/401 Family.

Till next time guys!

Animo!

401/ Monami Family

Best 'n me. waahhhh si Dixie nag-intra. haha.

no wonder it rained that night.XD

patweetums =p

I'm finally back. I'm finally home.

I flew back home last Monday morning. The plane landed 10 minutes ahead of arrival schedule which was a very good thing. The entire flight though was not that enjoyable. There was a lot of turbulence and I felt like the plane was going to crash anytime. I think I was extra sensitive that morning. I can feel the entire plane shaking and I tried to concentrate listening to my playlist. I was sitting beside the window pane where the airplane's propeller is located and I was imagining that the propeller will malfunction anytime and then it will hit directly towards my location. Or that the plane will have an emergency landing in the water and that we'd all be wearing life vests while waiting for the rescue team to arrive. Geez...I think that's one of the side-effects of watching too much movie. Imagine my relief when the plane finally hits land.

It was my younger bro and aunt who fetch me from the airport. My mom was admitted in the hospital which of course was not really a good post-Christmas gift and a welcoming party. Thank God she's all better and all ready to go out the hospital when I arrived.

Nothing much had change in our province. There are still roads which were under-construction just like the last time I went home. How long thus a reconstruction of a road usually takes? A month, a year? I've been staying in Cebu for a year and 9 months now but those roads have always been under construction and the traffic lights in the intersection of our city is still not lit up. What the heck are they going to do with those traffic lights if they'd let it left unused? It's crazy. I just can't understand why until now they just can't turn on those traffic lights. What are they waiting for? For those to rust? Or for election day? Effin Politicians.

Anyway, it's really good to be back. I can forget/disregard those things for a while knowing that those are part of the imperfections of the place where I grew up. It's still amazes me that in here I get to speak my first dialect. And though there are times now where in I find it awkward/funny listening to this sing-song-type of dialect it's good to speak them again. I'll left unuse my twang for the mean time.=p

I'm trying not to think of work for now. I'm spending the rest of my vacation catching up with the lost times with my family and friends. For I know this will end pretty soon and I have to get back there. Sometimes I'm thinking of finding a job here in my province instead. But that remains to be seen. Well, 2010 will be another year.

We'll see.

I wanted to write a blog about Christmas but I don't want to write something sad and sappy during this time of the year. Don't get me wrong, it's not entirely that bad and all but you'd get my point right away if I'd say that I am away from my family during this celebration for the 2nd time now.

And so I simply found some ways to lighten up the evening. I am technically working tonight but that should not stop us from having some fun right? So here's to Christmas and idle time!

Merry Christmas to Everyone!^_^

While some of my office mates were busy dancing last company Christmas party that we had, me and my friend Abbie busied our selves having photo-ops with any cosplayer that we could see. Abbie was tagging me along with her till such time we saw him. Abbie said she have a plan. It's hypocritical to say that I am not excited with the thought of whatever that plan might be but the shy/modest me is holding me back. The last thing I need that night is him thinking/confirming that I do like him. But maybe after that night whatever doubt he might had is already non-existent today.

Abbie continued walking while I remained standing a few steps away, enough for me to hear and see what's happening at the corner of my eyes. He too was busy taking pictures and talking with some of his peers. He seemed to be nonchalant that Abbie was trying to get his attention. And so much to my surprise, Abbie forcibly pulled him to let him face her and with a tone that's more of a statement rather than a request said:

"Can I borrow you?"

I almost laugh when I heard that.

But even before he could answer she then pulled him over and when she reached my location, she pulled me as well, and let us stand side by side and said:

"OK, I'll take your picture".

And so there I was, forcing my self to smile, trying not to mind the uneven beating of my heart and trying not to think that he's actually there beside me smiling for the camera too. For once, I honestly forgot what's the right way to smile.

I can't seem to remember what happened next. I guess I just forced a smile and silently said thanks, turned my back and tried not to look back with two thoughts running in my head: What the hell just happened? and I must get out of here. And so I pretended to go to another cosplayer, acting as if I'd have another photo-op.

I can't say that I didn't saw that coming. I was somehow thinking that it's pretty much possible to have a picture with him that night but the right question was how. Abbie pretty much figured that out for me.

In the past, as far as me taking the "initiative" or making the first move to tell a guy that I do like him, it always involves a person like Abbie --- a friend who really enjoys/likes teasing me or a friend who would do everything to make me feel uncomfortably happy. In Abbie's case, that would be both. Over the years I've relied on quite a few "Abbies" to help me out. Help me out to get her job done to give me precisely what I want and when I want it.

Just like what happened that night, Abbie did her job properly.

It's crazy. But every time something like this happens I just find myself fighting the urge to thrust myself forward ---head-first and heart-first --- never minding if that someone will actually care to catch when I try to jump right off.

But yes, I continually and still fight that urge to jump over.

I don't like to be reminded that I need to be patient. I don't like to be reminded that being single involves a little amount of waiting ---alright make that a lot of waiting. But the more I think about it maybe (just maybe) patience is indeed the best virtue any woman should have.

Sounds primitive but I still want a guy (not necessarily the one I mentioned above) to do the jumping first. I want him to jump and fall in to me first.

That reminded me of a line from a Taylor Swift song: Don't be afraid to jump then fall, jump then fall into me.

And so I wait for a guy who's not afraid to do so.

But for now, I am left looking at folded photographs hoping, wishing, dreaming he might be the one who'd do it.

Finally...2 Christmas parties down, 3 more to go!

We had our account Christmas party last Friday and last Saturday, we had our company party at Marco Polo Hotel, Cebu City. Remember the cosplay party I've been mentioning before? Finally, we had it last Sat. And no, I was not a cosplayer that night. I only went there to eat. Haha. I know. Party Pooper.

But it was really fun. Me and an office mate decided that since we don't have an appropriate costume, we decided to simply look like an assassin. And the stereotype assassin always wears black. So while she decided to wear a black top and pants, I went for a black dress and a black mean looking shoes. What I mean by mean is some shoe with heels and that literally is mean for my feet. lol. I went for wedge though rather than cigarette heels. I don't think I'd get through the night if I had the latter kind of heels. But to be honest about it, I love it! I'm seriously considering switching from doll/ballet kind of shoes to sandals/step-in/ and even gladiator shoes! Ooopsss....sorry, we're suppose to talk about Christmas party here and not about shoes. =p

Anyway, going back, just like what I've said, the party was great. The food were mouth-watering. The host is good looking.XD And it's good to see some people who really made an effort putting on some costume. My favorite group? The group of guys who wore Akatsuki uniform from Naruto and they opened the party with such a great dance number! Good looking guys and great dancers. Just so my type. =p

I think I had a photo-op with all the cosplayers that night. And not to mention I also had a photo-op with him. ^_^ But then again, that will be another story.

To top it all, I won a personal refrigerator during the raffle draw. lol. I am now being tag as a raffle-queen. My friends are urging me to buy a lottery ticket and try my luck to the next level. haha. Crazy.

I'm thinking of selling that fridge. I don't think I need it here. So if you know any prospect buyer please tell me, I'll give discounts and I'll give you commission too. =D


Haaayyyyyy....What a night. Fun. Fun. Fun! And I'm still thinking of that photo-op^_^


But yes, Work for it with fun always indeed.=)

with Avatar - The last Air Bender

Akatsuki - Never thought they too can dance! weeeeee.

Shohoku with Coach Ansi. Rukawa! Rukawa! Rukawa!=p

photo credits for Abbie^_^

After working for 8 days straight 'cause of a sudden change of sched, finally a rest day for me.

I was out for some social work today. Our company had an outreach program in Pari-An Social Center here in Cebu and I decided to join instead of spending my day sleeping/sulking in my room. Better do something worthwhile than to waste my time doing practically nothing. Good thing I did come. It was a fun-filled/fulfilling experience.

I've always love children, no matter how annoying they could get, no matter how rowdy they could become, they still remain lovable. I love kids primarily because I do have two small/younger siblings and a lot of nieces and nephews from my brother and cousins. I love children because they remind me of my youth. They make me wish I could be like them again too: carefree, innocent, full of life, truthful.

I am not a member of any NGO or any Social Worker Organization but I've done a couple of humanitarian works before. I remember back in college, there was a time when every Saturday, me and my friends will go to a certain baranggay and we will teach little girls Math, English and Religion. Doing social works is some sort of a reality check. It's hard to complain when you got to realize that your problem is nothing compared to what these less fortunate people have. It makes you feel guilty that you spent three-thousand pesos for a pair of shoes then you met this kid whose slippers badly needed to be replaced. And we are not talking about money alone here. It will also make you appreciate the importance of home and that though you are alone somewhere, you know pretty well that you still have a home you can come back anytime unlike those children. The streets became their home. Pari-An is just one of those organizations who is trying to change that.

It's sad but often times, we have to see other people misfortunes for us to start counting our blessings.

On a lighter note, pictures are yet to come. My camera phone needs some repairing so I got no pictures of my own. Have to wait for some pictures from those office mates who brought their cams. I hope I can also get a copy from the "he took my picture not just once but thrice!" =p

Anyway going back, it was definitely worth going there. And during the program when the children were in the center dancing and singing, I suddenly remembered a line from a Creed song:

Children don't stop dancing believe you can fly away.

I am obsess with love.

That sound true if we'd actually base it on this blog site, my hand-written journals, facebook status messages, twitter tweets, I pretty much talk about it most of the time. Which seems pretty much funny as well since technically speaking I've never been in a relationship which I've pretty much mentioned a lot of times too. Possibly, this inexperienced/lack-there-of contributes to that obsession as well. My innermost desire of creating my own fairy-tale.

Yeah, pretty much something like that.

I could think of a lot of reasons as to whom I could put the blame on this obsession. We have Nicholas Sparks and his novels. There's the A Walk to Remember, 500 Days of Summer, Now that I have You, One More Chance ---rom/com, rom/drama kind of movies. There's My Lovely Kim Sam Soon, Full House, Save your Last Dance for Me Korean series. The Maging Sino Ka Man teleserye. And of course I must not forget Beauty and the Beast, Anastacia and Cinderella---the damsel in distress and knight in shining armour kind of stories.

Love certainly amazes me. I just can't help my self but be fascinated by it. I'm a sucker for love notes, love stories, love songs, proposals and I could simply melt right on whenever a guy starts playing and sing along with his guitar. I love serenades even though their not dedicated for me.

Love is pretty much like a mathematical equation for me. The one that looks complicated at first glance because of all it's power and roots. Only to realize that after taking out the square roots and adding like terms, the equation is simple after all. Okay, I’m beginning to blabber here and gibberish so, so much for the talks about math but that analogy makes sense to me after all.

I guess this is just my view on love and relationship (esp. on romantic one). It's like you're standing beside an outdoor pool under the heat of the sun. The water from the pool is so clear...so cool yet so warm...so refreshing...so much inviting you to jump in to it and get wet...looks so wonderful...looks so enticing...Pretty much perfect.

Most especially when you're not in it.

This might sound like a boost of my bravado but if I'd really want to, I had long been in a relationship. I've met guys who are good enough (or maybe blinded enough. lol) to show interest over me. That's flattering. But I always find my self saying no. Primarily because, I never wanted to say yes to someone just for the sake of changing the status of my social networking sites profile.

Yes I do want my own share of romantic dinners, flowers, a photo-album full of our photographs together, a hand to hold, someone who'd say he loves me everyday of our lives. I do want to write about how our day together went out, of how well we complement each other, of how much we love each other. I do want to write and say the line: Finally, I've finally found someone. The search is over. The wait is over.

But True Love Waits the bible says. And so I wait.

I never intended to have things turn out the way that they have for me right now. Though yes, I do find it weird that until now, I've never been in a romantic relationship. And yes I do complain about it pretty much and that even made me wonder if there's something wrong with me.

But when I take a step backwards and view what I'm having/living right now, I can honestly say I wouldn't have it any other way. Cause though right now, I am still standing beside that pool looking over it, waiting, I know the right guy will finally come and take that plunge with me.

And thinking about it, makes all the difference.

What would you do if your crush/the one you like/the one you love has a crush/likes/loves someone else?

I often find myself raising an eyebrow whenever someone would post that question to me. Most of the times, I'd just jokingly reply that I'd simply smile outside but cry from the inside. But of course anyone would most likely agree that there's more truth in it than a simple joke.

Here goes unrequited love again. And that really sucks.

But yes, what must one do if faced in a situation such as that? Especially if he'd tell it to you directly that he likes this girl and he looks happy and elated about it?

Personally, the only thing I could think of is to never let my face betray what I really feels inside. Maybe pride is all I have. And if I will let that guard down, what would be left of me?

Life indeed will be so much easier if the person we like could always like us back. Especially from a woman's point of view, it's way better if guys would always like us first. Unfortunately though, that's not the usual case. We are often left to hope much like plucking petals from a flower wishing "He loves me" will come true, only to realize that the last petal falls to "He loves me not".

And that really stinks.

Sometimes I wonder, what line separates the difference between being nice and giving out the wrong signals? More often than not, we'll never know what that line is. And most of the time, we learn it the hard way. We just realized/knew that his eyes/heart were not meant for us after all.

We were just the one who's always trying to convince ourselves that they have a crush on us too, that they too like us, that they too love us. We were trapped in surreality. We hoped. We believed. Only to realize later on that we were like looking through crush-colored glasses. Nothing was real. What you thought was something is nothing after all. Absolutely nothing.

And what are we left with? Ashes of a burnt journal, wet pillows, a lonely heart, a broken heart, a disappointed feeling and an unanswered question:

How could I ever thought that he'd actually want someone like me?

May giyera ba?

Yan ang unang pumasok sa isip ko ng nabulabog ang mahimbing kong pagtulog dahil sa pagdaan ng helicopter na sibayan ng pagpapaputok ng kapitbahay ng whistle bomb habang umaawit pa rin si Kris Allen ng awiting humiling na sanay padalhan sya ng mga anghel ngayon. Nagtetesting siguro ng mga paputok para sa bagong taon si kapit-bahay. Kung nagtataka ka naman bakit biglang may dumaan na helicopter, nakatira kasi ako malapit sa kampo ng mga sundalo kaya paminsan-minsa may dumarating talagang katulad nyan. Minsan nga may tatlong magkakasunod-sunod na malaking trak ang may-angkas na mga sundalo. Minsan tuloy akala ko may kudeta na dito sa Cebu.

Pero kailangang matulog ulit. Malayo pa ang day-off kaya kailangang wag masyadong magpuyat. Pero biglang kumalam ang tiyan. Nagtalo tuloy si mata at tyan. Napaisip tuloy ako, ano kaya ang uunahin? Antok o gutom? At aking napagtanto, mahirap matulog ng gutom. Kaya panalo si tiyan.

Napagpasyahan kong pumunta na lang sa mall. Wala rin naman akong maisip kong anong masarap kainin kaya mabuti ng maraming mapagpipilian. Kaya hayun, nagbihis, naglakad, sumakay ng jeep na panay Call Center agents ang pasahero. Panay kasi ang pag-ingles at ang laman ng usapan any kung gaano ka bobo ng ibang Kano. Mejo sanay na rin ako sa paksang yan kaya itinudo ko na lang ang volume ng mp3 ko. Si Kris Allen ulit, humiling parin na padalhan sya ng mga anghel ngayon.

Nakarating rin ako sa destinasyon. Buti na lang may nakaunang lalaki sa 'kin. Na-unang mag-jay walking. Kaya hayun, pinapili ng pulis kung magbabayad ba sya ng isang daan o a-attend ng tatlong oras na seminar ukol sa traffic rules. Ako naman, napilitang maglakad papuntang pedestrian lane.

Sa wakas nakakain na rin. Doon ako sa restaurant ni John Lloyd kumain. Isang slice ng pizza, isang serve ng spaghetti, isang piraso ng manok at isang baso ng Coke. Solve! Busog na!

Lumibot-libot na rin ako sa mall. Iniwasan ko muna ang bookstores, ika nga eh, stay away from temptations muna. Tumingin-tingin na lang ako sa mga boutique. Nagbabakasakali na makahanap ng pwedeng isuot sa cosplay X-mas party.

Sumagi na rin sa isip ko na pag hindi ako makakita ng maisusuot ng tulad ng kay Haruno Sakura, siguro bibili na lang ako ng skirt, tapos sleeveless top, knee-lenght na stripes na medyas, tapos mag-two-two-ears, tapos bibit-bitin ko na lang yung death note ko at presto! Si Misa Amane na ako!

O di kaya gugupitin at tatagpi-tagpiin ko ang mga damit ko at gagawing mukhang basahan at presto! Si Cinderella na ako, nung mahirap pa nga lang sya. =p

Pero mas maganda ata yung suggestion ng kaibigan ko na maging Sleeping Beauty na lang raw ako, wala pang gastos. Di nga lang ako a-attend ng party. Pero pag may nagtanong kung bakit ako absent, sasabihin ko lang na si Sleeping Beauty ako nung gabing yun kaya nakatulog at di nakapunta sa party. haha. joke3x!

Ang saya kapag Disyembre ano? Lalo na pag may trabaho ka. Alam mo kasing halos triple ng buwanang sahod ang pwede mong iuwi. Pero kaliwat-kanan rin naman ang selebrasyon at gastos. Christmas party sa opisina, homecomings, party kasama ang mga kaibigan nung highschool at college at party sa bahay. Sabi nga kahit anong party na lang ang naiisip ng tao, makahanap lang ng dahilan na maubos ang 13th month pay. =p

Pero di lahat masaya tuwing pasko lalo na yung kung tawagin ay parte ng SMC (Samahan ng Malalamig ang Christmas). Yung theme song eh kung hindi yung Sana Ngayong Pasko eh Pasko na Sinta ko ang palaging pinapatugtog. Mag-eemote pa yan, dudungaw sa binta, titingin sa langit na tila malayo ang tingin at malalim ang iniisip. Yung iba, may kasama pang hikbi. Ewan. Sa akin lang, sanayan lang yan.

Pasko na nga naman at tila nga kay tulin ng araw. Pero sa ngayon, kailangan ko na munang ituloy ang naudlot kong pagtulog sa saliw pa rin ng musika ni Kris Allen. Sana nga'y padalhan ako ng anghel ngayong araw.^_^

I heard they'd be having a female movie version for the classic film The godfather played by Clint Eastwood. The actress who'd be playing the lead role for The godmother is a new actress in Hollywood. Her name is Jean Westwood.

Hahaha.

Am I the only one laughing here? OK. That was corny. I bet you don't even know that that was a joke. Tsk. Tsk. Yah, got to stick with the old school jokes.-_-

Anyway, the only reason why I mentioned the godmother is because I am now officially one of them. I am now a godmother: the newest, the fairest, and the craziest of them all. =p

Before, I always have this notion that godfathers/godmothers or ninongs/ninangs are old, married, and their sole purpose is to give gifts during Christmas. Well, now that I am part of the society I think we could say that those are not absolute truths. First thing I am still young.^_^ Second thing, I am definitely still single. And third thing, I do not just inted to be just my godson's gift giving godmother. I want to be his friend/mentor as well. I will teach him how to throw some punches, solve Calculus problems, and break some girls heart. Kidding!=p

Somehow it still feels weird that someone will call me ninang though technically I have to wait for maybe a year before the baby can talk. Some maybe are already use to it but since this is my first, it definitely feels odd but I'm glad for it!

Well, what can I say to my godson. May you grow-up just the way your mom and dad wants you to be and be as charming and loving as your godmother. May your heart be fueled with passion, be geared with unity so you can be driven towards victory. (That sounds like a sportsfest theme back in college. lol)

But yes, Welcome to the Christian world Matthew Timothy Ylagan!

The ninangs and the ninong

Galing pa sa trabaho ang mga yan. Gutom at puyat kaya pasensya na lang kung
walang naitindihan sa seminar. Ika-nga, ang mga babaeng walang pahinga. =p

Sabi nila di raw yan halo-halo, salad yan! mas marami pa kasi ang sahog
kesa sa yelo. Offended naman ako, di na nga ako marunong magluto, yang
paghalo-halo lang wala pa ring alam! Pero totoo nga, yung lasa parang yung
halo-halo na inilalako sa kalye, yung tig-lilimang piso bawat baso. lol.

The host: Matthew Timothy Ylagan.^_^

I'll never understand men.

Alright. Maybe any representative from the XY-clan will tell the same thing towards women as well. But bear in mind that the blogger is a female and any gender bias/ gender stereotypes are intentional. I mean, of personal opinion only. =p

I've always been considered as one of the boys but that seems to be not enough for me to have a full understanding of their species. Maybe it's because of hormones. Or maybe because that's just how it works.

I spent the first half of my life playing with my two older brothers. I was the youngest and the only girl for over ten-years so I pretty much do whatever they do. Video games, playing cards, marbles, action movies and yes I didn't mind picking up a fight over them (physically).

There are still things though that men never fails to fascinates me. First on the list: their love for brutal, high-adrenaline, gruesome action. We have to admit that though women are trying to penetrate these sports: boxing, wrestling and UFC are really for the men's world. I'm amazed by how men seems to have tendencies to prefer disgusting, yucky, smelly stuffs. How they like to destroy then build something. But most of all, it's amazing how they somehow manage to keep their phone calls in two-worded questions and one-worded responses. --- and they call that a conversation.

Such a wonder, indeed.

As a member of the XX-clan there's only one thing that I find frustrating. Something that makes me want to wish I have Edward Cullen's special ability to read mind. Why does men just can not say what they feel right on?

Sometimes the temptation of jumping, of posting the questions for them are just so strong. Lines like...Do you like me? Don't think about anything...just say what you feel...Do you like me? You never had just a slight feeling for me? Not even 1%...? Then I'll teach you one more thing...Don't do stuff like this...Traveling all the way down here, crossing the sea (now that's really romantic don't you think?), making excuses that you have to get some stuffs or you got this sudden desire to explore the city or buy some gifts for your sister or a book for school. Do you know what that means? I might have feelings for you. If you don't have these feelings...then don't do stupid things like this! Don't make girls confused.


Oh sorry. Just remembered Kim Sam Soon. But I'm telling you it's kind of frustrating for us women to do the waiting.

Why is it so hard? If you like someone, then you like them...If you don't then you don't...Why is it so hard and complicated?

Oh sorry again, we are deviating from the topic.

So now what can I say as far as guys go?

They're crazy. They're immature. They're war-freaks. They're heart-breakers. They're like babies.

But they're cute too. =p

And I still find myself falling for them --- over and over and over again.^_^

It's all set. I'm going home on the 29th.

My brother is sweet enough to buy my plane ticket for me. As much as I want to have it earlier, that's the best day I could choose if I want to have a vacation that's a little longer than usual.

Sad thing though, December 29 means that I have to spend Christmas away from home. I'll be working on Christmas day much like Mr. Scrooge from A Christmas Carol. I'll be missing my high-school class reunion/Christmas party. I'll be missing a couple of friends birthday celebrations. Well, pretty much just like last year.

I guess I just got to get use to it.

For now I have to find ways to keep my self sane. Well, there's the upcoming christendom of my officemate's son and I'll be a godmother. The fairest godmother of them all. haha. There's of course the upcoming company Cosplay party (and till now, still no costume). A couple of good movies coming up (Been waiting for Astroboy, till now it's still not showing -_-). A coffee-shop's promo for a doodle book and a coffee mug(still need 12 more stamps to get my own copy). And of course there's work to keep me up all night.

But again, where's the love in between all of these?

haha. OK you might be saying I am lying this time. But really, I have reasons why I could still ask that.

Still thinking if I have to post it here.

Anyway. So much for the blabbers indeed.

I met this weird little girl some few years back
When I'm in school I'm with her all day long
And so I knew her from then on.

The only one with toddler's feet
With Lizzie's voice (only when she speaks)
She even got Hermione brain and hair.

But she's no material girl
Though she could dance like step-up girl
And she could even bring it on the cheer.
And she...

Could speak a hundred words under a minute
Answer every question if she'd wanted to
Never want to see her sad face on (or you'll be sorry)
Deprecate me or even sue me but she's
Your no-sugar-coated friend.

This little girl grew up fast
Though she could still fit in a Barbie's box
But her heart fell in love though she still won't say who it was

And she won't even tell you that
the right one has come along
She'd rather keep things on her own But she...

Could speak a hundred words under a minute
(she could stop and listen if you want her to)
Answer every question but
Never pretend she's always right
Deprecate me but I'd still say she's not
Your sugar-coated friend

I met this weird little girl some few years back and from then on
We've been together and I know I'll never find another
weird...little friend like her.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOTS!

Ikaw ang pinakatam-is nga Kendi nga natilawan ko. lol. Mwah. love yah.^_^

I had never doubted Rain (Bi) as an action star. After seeing his Korean series A Love to Kill he had indeed emerged from a boy-next-door to a bad-boy image. And in this first ever Hollywood film that he had, he sure do can kick some ass.

Rain portrayed a role of Raizo, a former Ozunu Clan member. Ozunu Clan is a secret society who trains orphans to be ninja assassins. But when his friend was executed by the Clan, he separated from them and plotted his revenge. On the other hand, Mika Coretti (Naomie Harris), a Europol agent, linked the existence of the Ozunu Clan to a series of murders. It does made her a target for the ninjas. Raizo saved Mika from the plotted assassination. Together then, they have to help each other in order for Raizo to complete his vengeance and for Mika and the Europol to bring down the Clan.

Personally, I find the story shallow. And though the fight scenes and the effects are really good, some really looks absurd and far from reality. Like that scene when Raizo planted a knife to a guy's neck and the guy still managed to fight him back. That's like crazy! Neck is suppose to be a fatal part of the body. I also find the "capability to heal" absurd. Wait till you see the ending so you'll understand why.

If I am to think of this movie first thing that comes to mind: gore. You'd be able to see blood 80% of the movie. Blood, blood, blood and lot of blood. This is definitely not for the squeamish.

Good thing I was not alone when I watched this movie. Got a bit of distraction. XD

Anyway, if I am to base it in this movie, this is not the Rain that I prefer. I love Rain more as a Korean-pop superstar and a rom/com actor.

Rating: ★☆☆☆☆

It's sad to think that right after the victory of Manny Pacquiao, the next reason why our country hits the international news is because of the Maguindanao Massacre that lead to the death of 47 people and maybe counting. It's even sadder to think that the root of such abomination is because of politics, because of the greediness for power, because of the ultimate desire to win the election.

Why is it so hard to play it fair? Why is there a need for such ruthless means? Why is it so hard to give-up power---to accept defeat?

At first, I don't want to write something about this. After all, much had been said about this topic. And the story, the picture of all those innocent victims whose lives are wasted because of greed still makes me cringe, and that though I don't know any of them, they made me cry. I am grieving not much like a loss from an immediate family. I am grieving because this country's democracy is giving its people freedom indeed. The freedom to hurt his fellow countrymen. The freedom to kill.

But I feel responsible to write. To express my thoughts about this, to condemn such action, and though my voice may be small and may not be heard but as long as I'd get to tell even just one fellow Filipino maybe I could start a change---a ripple effect.

Who am I by the way? You might ask. Who am I to teach/preach nationalism? My portfolio doesn't include any political affiliations, neither am I an active participant of an NGO and most especially, I am not a leftist.

Yes, I am one of those who had been lurking for a long time. The minority who had been lurking for a long time. The minority who had been outside the fence looking in/listening to the bantering of the pro and the anti. But what's good is there in lurking?

In the end it will still boils down with me being a Filipino---an ordinary Filipino---and I feel that this is what our country needs---an ordinary Filipino to realize his/her worth. An ordinary Filipino to realize that there's something he/she can do aside from taking everything in to the streets. Millions of ordinary Filipinos realizing/living what REAL freedom means. An ideal society is never far from reality if such mentality will be applied in our daily ordinary lives.

It's hard to promote nationalism when the world views our country with violence. It's hard to answer the question Are you proud to be Pinoy when you know your countrymen is killing another Filipino for money and power. Manny Pacquiao, Charice Pempengco, Ariel Pineda, Lea Salonga, Rice Terraces and Palawan seems to be insufficient reasons to blaze that passion of patriotism. It's hard to be a patriot cause you know your enemy is a fellow Filipino. Unlike the heroes from our history books who fought for our freedom versus other nationalities, the fight right now is more difficult cause it's among us. But either way, the loser will still be the same: Our Country.

You might ask me then, what's my proposal as a resolution, as a mean to end all of these. To be honest, I still don't know. All I know is that this country is almost broken beyond repair. And all I know right now is that this is the most important thing: for us to recognize that there is something wrong. We had long known that there's something wrong with this nation. But we're always blinded or we always nonchalantly look into our country's situation.

Apathy---this is the last thing that we must feel towards our nation.

This is not the time to label one as Christians or Muslims. For in the eyes of the world, we're all Filipinos. Those who died from the massacre are just a small percentage of our countrymen who had wasted their lives for all the wrong reasons.

I am heart-broken.

My heart weeps for those who died. My heart yearns for justice. My heart prays for peace. My heart is still desperately loving this country.

Jesus, Allah, Buddha and Shiva...Please, make this country endure.

I had been restless for the last couple of days. It feels like I was looking for something I'm not even sure what could that be.

Yes, I know how that sounds.

I don't want to sound melodramatic but that's just how it feels like.

I came in and out of movie houses hoping the big screen can give me something new to think about. I stayed hours reading in a bookshop which serves coffee as well. If only coffee can get me drunk, I might be wasted right now. But the smell of books mixed with coffee is just what I need to calm my restless self.

Come to think about it, those are nothing new. Somehow I want to do away with my usual favorite past time these days --- sleeping. But whenever I'm awake, there's just too much thoughts encumbering my mind that I feel like emptying it all up so I could start filling the cup once again.

I just can't stop thinking about it. I mean of the possibilities and the what ifs.

I want to know if I am pretty enough, smart enough, funny enough---enough for him to pick me out of the masses.

What if I am not? What if this is just another day spent by the sea? What if there's nothing really special about this? What if I am just in love with the possibilities?

I know what ifs are not good starters. But it's just so tempting. It's very much tempting for me to look in the mirror and see that it's written all over my face that there's nothing more than a girl who had been hoping/waiting too much.

When I was still six, we used to have a mango tree at home which bears fruits really really good especially during summer. I'm always excited whenever my brothers would climb the tree and go down with a basket full of mangoes. My usual task was to wash those and so I always get to choose first. There are only 2 things I was not allowed to do: climb the tree and peel the mangoes. My mom does the peeling.

I remember one time I have a particular mangoe in hand that I just can't wait to eat. My mom was still inside the house and naturally, I have to wait or peel the mango my self. Kids instinct --- I chose the latter one.

I had a knife in hand and held the mango just like the way mom usually does. I started imitating mom, rotating the fruit while slowly, the mango skin got peeled off. Oh well, you might have guess what happened next. Ten seconds later, the suppose to be yellow-green mango turned red from the cut I inflicted to my self.

I got reprimanded by my mom of course. But later on, in between my sobs and my mom medicating my cut was a motherly lesson on how important it is to wait, of how important patience is.

Funny that though the wound is now completely healed and the scar is no longer visible, sixteen-years later, it's amazing to think that I am still trying to learn the same lesson.



Kris Allen - Written All Over My Face

I am not an expert at this letting go thing. No, don't even think about it for one bit. But this is the only topic I could think of and seems to be fitting to be the last article I'd write relating about the 500 Days of Summer movie.

It must be 5. Aside from the fact that 500 begins with 5, 5 is my favorite number as well. And the topic must be something to do with closure. Closure with a positive look.

I called it an art for letting go obviously will never be considered as science. After all, there's no basic formula on how to let go. What might have worked for me might not work for you.

From the movie, whenever Tom's friends and sister will urge him to move on, to forget about Summer, he'd always say No, he can't. And of course friends will always think of all those soothing words like there's still a lot of fish in the sea and that it's not the first ever break up he had. But naturally, just like any broken person, Tom was obstinate to accept those facts. Those aren't fish. They're guppies. No, she is different. I can't forget her cause She is Summer.

True isn't it? Personally, I've been on that stage. Memory is such a powerful thing. You would feel like you will never get over the one who broke your heart or your life can't go on without them. Hanging on is such a natural thing to do.

I remembered writing an article that's somehow related to this. From that article I pointed out that there are two kinds of people when it comes to love. One would be the type that falls in love over and over again and the other type would be the one that can only seem to do it once. But the more I get to understand IT, the more I realize that there's one truth about it: You can do IT over and over again.

For falling love is like a force of nature --- it can not be predicted....and although sometimes you can foresee it, it can not be stopped. But most of all, it destroys only to always start something new.

True, we can be destroyed so many times. But always, all the time, something new begins.

I know it's more romantic to say that in our lifetime we only have one great love. Often times, that's true as well. We'd only have one great love. But another truth is, no matter how great that love is, it doesn't necessarily mean it's also the right one or we'd end up with that person.

Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin, and they end, with no lasting memories made in between. Most days have no impact on the course of a life. May 23rd was a Wednesday.

May 23. What a coincidence. Of all dates we got 523.

But anyway, just remember that just like what happened to Tom, we have to realize that after Summer there's Autumn.

Kris Allen - I Need To Know

Click on play button for background music.^_^

It's not going to be a date.

I keep on repeating that line over my head.

Somehow I'm still wondering until now how it actually started. Or why the sudden attention. I don't want to expect. But just like any other girl, it's difficult not to.

There are just instances in my life right now that I never saw coming. Situations that I'd rather keep the tales to my self. I'd rather be selfish about the details. Yes I know that this blog site is my online journal but there are just some things I'd rather write in my handwritten journal, share only with my closest friends or maybe with my brother alone. Some things I'd rather keep private.

All I can say right now is that it's hyprotical to say that I am not flattered by all these attention. As a girl, it always feels nice to be noticed especially from the opposite sex. It makes you feel wanted. It makes you feel good inside. It makes you take a second look at the mirror and you can't help but talk to your reflection and say: You look great girl.

I know to my self that I am no being of physical perfection. I am rather flawed in every way possible. No. I know I'll never be like those super models who can still look hot even in rags. Nor do I plan to make use of science to make me look like one. I feel no inferiority for I know I'm beautiful in ways that mean something beyond superficiality. A beautiful mind...A beautiful heart...A beautiful sense of maturity...A beautiful sense of life...A beautiful grasp of faith.

I know it's hard to get away from the world's supeficiality but only if we can recognize the beauty we own, perhaps we'll all wake up with smile in our face and we'll all begin to see who we are at best.

It's hard to be contented but often times it's the discontent that's making everything difficult.

For now all I need is to know if all these expectations will lead me to something. After all, up until now he had yet to confess his true motive or if there's something else beyond the need to borrow the book or the desire to explore the city. Somehow I can't help but wish that the main reason he'd be here is to see me. Maybe that's too much to ask. And I'm not even sure that I'd be able to reciprocate IT if I am indeed the reason why. After all, what do I know about him beyond school stuffs?

But yes maybe my romanticism is just getting in the way again: The in dire need to tell my own story.

But Can you show me? Can you make me believe?

Yes I need to know.

It's only when my supervisor asked us to already submit our vacation leave forms for the Christmas holidays did it occur to me that the Yuletide Season is indeed coming up. Last year, I was unable to make use of my allowable planned absences cause I decided too late and my previous supervisor won't approve of any absences anymore. I had to be contended with my normal day offs. And of course for this year, I don't want that to happen again.

But I'm still undecided as to when will I start my planned vacation. I'm thinking of starting it on the 28th or on the 30th of December. Of course having it before Christmas is out of the question. With the nature of my job, working during holidays is part of the job description. So I have to choose between Christmas and New Year. I'd go for the latter one.

Anyway for now, I only have 25 days left before the Cosplay Christmas party but I still don't have any specific character to portray. Holidays are great. But most of the time it comes with a price.

And lately, I've been doing nothing exceptional aside from sleeping. I think I'm becoming narcoleptic. I need new books to keep me up, need to drink more coffee or maybe a someone to keep me up would be better as well. lol. kidding. =p

hayyyy....boring boring boring....Where's the love in between all of these?


kidding again.


All right. So much for the blabbers indeed.

Wow. Chris Weitz played it by the book.

That's my over-all assessment after watching this most publicized movie of the year from the Twilight Saga: New Moon.

So that would actually make you think that the movie was good then. Well, the movie has it's own good and bad points. blah blah blah. Same old story.

But to cut the long story short then and for sure every critic out there would all agree, after watching this movie hardcore fans will be satisfied but outsiders are likely to be turned off by its slow pace, relentlessly downcast tone, and excessive length. That's actually the consensus from rotten-tomatoes.

Well, where to start...

First thing, I love the Twilight Saga. At least for the book version. And I think that will remain as it is if I am to base it on the first two movie adaptation of this book series.

The thing that's pulling down the movie adaptations of this saga: Bad Acting by the lead cast itself: Rob and Kirsten. Up until now, I am still not satisfied with Rob portraying Edward Mason Cullen. I mean, if you had read the book you'd definitely say that Pattinson is not the Edward you'd imagine to be. I just don't get it why a lot of girls goes gaga over him these days. Yah, maybe they are more in love with the character and since he is the one playing it, he gets to get the limelight. I am in love with the character but definitely not with Rob. And Kristen, she's only good with the moping-kind-of-acting which lucky her it's pretty much needed in this film. But jeeeezzzzz....I just, I don't know, I don't seem to see the intensity or the chemistry that Bella and Edward is suppose to have.

But of course there are good parts as well. There's Dakota Fanning for instance. She must teach Kristen what real acting is all about. Her role is short but she definitely outshines Kristen during those scenes. Michael Sheen is also great as Aro. Just the way I imagined Aro to be. And the Wolf pack, I thought I'd be disappointed with the group, but they're all goody and the werewolves version were good as well.

But the the most thrilling part of the movie. or make that the best part all in all would be Taylor who's playing the part of Jacob stripping and showing off his buff bod. lol. It was actually crazy cause of course I was more or less expecting that the crowd I'd be with would be mostly consists of teenagers but I still can't help but laugh at their reactions everytime there's a romantic/cheesy scene on the screen. And the first time Jacob took his shirt off the crowd goes Oooooooooo. That would include me.XD Yum! =p

It's a bit disappointing. I liked this sequel because of it's dark theme. Edward left Bella...Bella found companionship with Jacob...Jacob falls in love with Bella...Bella still can't get over Edward but still gave Jacob a chance (girls are really mean)...Bella and Edward reunited...Jacob left alone and dejected...This is the sequel that is rich with great heart-ache quotes so that's why I love it.lol. But I mean, if we've remove the vampire and werewolf thing, we could turn this in to something anybody can relate to: first love, first heartache.

Well, to conclude things here, the most anticipated movie of the year could have ended up to be the most disappointing film. Thank god for CGI effects, Dakota and Taylor. This movie is bearable to be seen.

So much for that, here's the movie poster.



I mean here.=p





Rating: ★★☆☆☆

This is my 100th post. Wow! It took me 8 months to reach this number. So I was thinking what would be a worthy article to mark this day. And of course vanity got in the way. And since this blog is entitled with those 3 Rs, here's the 100 Random Rants and Ramblings that I could think of as of the moment.

1. I've never tried smoking and I don't think I will ever will.

2. Same is true with drugs.

3. I hate it when someone is smoking in public especially in public transportation. If you want to die please don't include me.

4. I hate house music. That's why I don't go to disco houses or night clubs.

5. First music instrument I learned to play is a recorder.

6. First song I learned is Wooden Heart.

7. I'm not a Taylor Swift fan but I love all her songs.

8. I joined a band back in college and we called it: "No crying over spoiled milk".

9. If anybody will ask me point blank what's my favorite song I'd always think of The Distance by Evan and Jaron right away.

10. I would almost always fall for any guy who can play guitar/piano wih smooth vocals.

11. My favorite band is Rascal Flatts.

12. Song that best describe my life: Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson.

13. I hate my second name when I was still in school.

14. I'm known in the office by my second name.

15. I finally learned to love my second name.

16. I don't mind eating and watching movies alone.

17. I love cheese.

18. #17 has a double meaning.

19. First video game I successfully finished was Twisted Metal.

20. My favorite player was Sweet Tooth.

21. Speaking of sweet tooth I love sweets.

22. One of the hardest question would be to choose what is the best dessert: cake or ice cream.

23. My most watched movie is A Walk to Remember and I still keep on crying every-time I do so.

24. My most read book is Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger.

25. Pet Peeves includes falling in line, dog ears and know-it-all attitude.

26. I hate it when somebody rearranges my stuffs.

27. My most hated household chore is doing laundry.

28. I don't know how to cook.

29. I'm more of a microwave, instant, fast-food/restaurant person.

30. So much for the plan of becoming a good wife and mom.

31. Contingency plan: Marry a chef.

32. Another back up plan: Will study culinary arts.

33. #32 is expensive. I think #31 is a better plan.

34. My target age of settling down is 28.

35. My dream house includes a library, music room with espresso machines in every room.

36. I've always been considered as one of the boys.

37. That's actually an advantage since I prefer men over women.

38. My best friend is a guy.

39. But I have 5 best girl friends.

40. I think my youngest brother will be a heart-breaker when he grows up.

41. So is my younger sister.

42. They're both good looking and charming kids.

43. I came from a family of heart-breakers.

44. Just kidding with #43 but you can ask my gang if I'm telling the truth.

45. I'm a member of an all-girls group called JMVECK.

46. I'm the best looking among the group since I'm best known as the heart-breaker.

47. I'm again just kidding for #46 but again you can ask my gang if I'm telling the truth.

48. The truth is I'm the only one who have a zero-love-life right now.

49. I have a feeling that they will disagree with #48

50. When I was still in school I sleep less, now that I'm working I spend my rest days sleeping.

51. Sleeping is more than a necessity these days, it's a luxury.

52. Favorite subject back in college is Electronics. Specialty is doing laboratory works.

53. Favorite teacher was my Calculus teacher back in College.

54. I hate my 2nd oldest brother whenever he'd comb his hair in front of the mirror.

55. I don't know, I just hate looking at him looking at the mirror most especially if he'd divide his hair in to two. It reminds me of Willard.

56. I'm a Gemini so that makes me schizophrenic.

57. I hate bringing umbrellas.

58. I like men who always carry one.

59. I can only finish solving 2/3 of a Rubik cube.

60. I have handwritten journals.

61. I named it Uchiha after Uchiha Sasuke from Naruto.

62. So I usually start my entry with Dear Mr. Uchiha instead of Dear Diary.

63. I love walking that's why I'm always wearing flats.

64. My favorite movie food is a KFC chicken fillet with large fries and large pepsi.

65. Favorite coffee flavor is White Chocolate Mocha.

66. I like my instant coffee black --- no sugar, no cream.

67. Favorite Frappe is Choco Java Chip.

68. I don't know how to drive but I'm planning to take driving lessons.

70. I'm also seriously considering taking dancing lessons.

71. Top 5 cities I want to go: 1. Palawan 2. Paris 3. New York 4. Seoul 5. Tokyo

72. If only budget will allow, I want to eat pizza every day of my life.

73. I love board games: Chess, Othello, Games of the Generals, Checkers, Monopoly and Snakes and Ladders.

74. I never owned a pet.

75. Oh sorry, I think I had a turtle when I was 5 but I can vaguely remember what happened to that turtle.

76. I've only been in love once.

77. I think #76 is an overrated fact.

78. There are only 3 major men that had made me cry so far: My dad, my brother and #76.

79. I'm a Kris Allen fan.

80. If you want to make me feel bad, just say something negative about him.

81. I hope Piolo Pascual is not gay.

82. I think Vampire Lestat is gay.

83. I'm hoping to go to Makati one of these days.

84. I just want to check on something.

85. I hope Harry and Hermione ended up together and Dumbledore and Snape did not die.

86. I have a Death Note.

87. So far I haven't tried writing any names on it.

88. I love McDonald's Monster Float.

89. Until now I'm still summoning the strength to watch a horror movie alone in the cinema.

90. I just realized that filling out 100 Random things in one sitting is really hard.

91. It could end up looking like a slam book.

92. I hope I'm having #65 tonight.

93. I prefer crying alone.

94. I think I should start doodling my Christmas shopping list.

95. Until now I'm still wondering what his motive is.

96. Can anybody find me somebody to love?

97. I think I'm rambling too much now.

98. Special Skill: Waiting.

99.. I've never been kissed.

100. Obviously because I'm already 22 years old and I've never had a boy-friend.

Disclaimer: The following are just views and opinion of the blogger but does not necessarily mean she had experienced or she is experiencing the scenes described. Furthermore, any resemblance in any real-life-scenarios was not intended.

We spend an average of 9 hours a day (not including day-offs) in the office. If you're still a student then you'd have it in school. But let's concentrate on the office. After all that's the setting from the movie 500 Days of Summer.

Tom had been working in a greeting-card-making company for 3 years now. We could pretty much say that his life had been built on routines and routine of course is equivalent to boredom. His work-experience though started picking-up a new kind of rhythm when he met this newbie, Summer. That of course is the first day of his 500 days experience with Summer.

In our daily office life, you could either be Tom or you could be Summer. That's actually good for the office. At least people have something to talk about in between breaks to alleviate the feeling of boredom. That is if the entire office know. If the entire office know, it's both a good and a bad thing. Good in such a way that your office-mates will be the one who'll make a way and will even conspire for both of you to be in some way be in contact. Now that would be convenient especially if you're playing Tom's role.

But it's more of a bad thing cause with all the teasing that's happening, there's always the big possibility that both will develop aloofness from each other's company. Not only that, when all else fail, the entire office might feel guilty and have pity and that's the last thing you'd want from them: pity.

But it's actually nice to work with somebody you're attracted with around. Just have to make sure though you'd consider him/her an inspiration and not a distraction. It makes the 11 seconds elevator ride worth-while when you chance to share that elevator with him. It makes the coffee break worth taking knowing he's taking his too. And when you happen to accidentally look at his way and he was looking too and you shared that silent exchange of smile, it makes the night better.

Yah, it's a good feeling. It helps make the everyday office drudgery go away.

Do you think there's such a thing as that? You are together but not entirely in some sort of a relationship? Is this where the facebook relationship status It's complicated comes in? Personally that's the last relationship status I would ever click on. But yeah maybe it's a 21st century thing: no strings attached. A boy and a girl can go out together, do some snuggling and maybe a little more than that but they're no couple. Alright, I think I'm now grasping the idea of that it's complicated status.

From the movie, Summer is a girl who doesn't believe in love and settling down is not in her list of priorities. Tom on the other hand is all for love. Summer made it clear to him that she'd only want to be friends with him but she do like him but she don't want to have a boyfriend. I think I'm confusing you here. So am I. I was thinking that Summer certainly did liked Tom but possibly she had never loved him the way he does. But I have to agree with Tom. Normal "friends" don't do some smooching or let alone have sex. So maybe they're more than friends but less than lovers. Almost lover.

Personally, I don't see the point of committing one self in such status. Although maybe that's it --- non-committal to a commitment is the answer. Maybe there's just people who doesn't like commitment. In a spur of a moment it made me think if I'm one of them too. When Summer said these words:

OK. I, like being on my own. I think relationships are messy and people’s feelings get hurt. Who needs it? We’re young, we live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world; might as well have fun while we can and, save the serious stuff for later.

It just clicked on me. I muttered to myself: That is so true. I agree! I like being on my own...Save the serious stuffs for later.

But that set aside it just got me thinking: How important are labels? Like boy-friend/girl-friend/finance', do they really matter? Some would say it doesn't really matter as long as your happy in each others company. And why rock the boat when every thing is going well?

On the other hand with-out those labels you don't have a claim on anything. You'd have no right to get hurt, to expect more, to get jealous, to ask for more. After all what are you but mere casual acquaintance? And just like what they say: you can never lose what was never yours in the first place.

So my take in this subject, I'd never recommend an almost lover. It's either you are a couple or not. There should be nothing in between.

So my recommendation if you are caught up in this set-up, rock the boat. If your almost lover can't give a direct answer, just say tata for now and sing:

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do.

^_^

End of the world.

How many movies had tried portraying this apocalyptic topic?

There's the end of the world by flood (Day after tomorrow). Change of the Earth's core current (The Core). Invasion of Aliens (Independence Day). Earthquake (10.5). Tornadoes (Twister). And now an addition to that long list is this 2012 mayhem. End of the world due to the aligning of planets that happens only every 640,000 years. The aligning of the planets reminds me more of Hercules more than the end of the world.

I could say that definitely this is a disaster movie basing on it's main plot and how the entire movie was made. Although I have to give credit to its effects. The effects was really impressive. Somehow if I'm to think that if the end of the world will eventually happen (knock on wood) all those distractions are definitely possible or even worse than that. It showed how mother nature looks like if she's really piss off: collapsing building, tsunamis, earthquake, volcanic eruptions and not even Vatican City is immune to that.

Yes somehow it triggered some mind provoking reality like salvation has its price and faith alone can't save you. But there's something lacking from this movie. It lacks a good interesting back-story. Somehow I understand the plot of the story is pretty grand. I mean how will you end an end of the world story? But like for any other story such as that, you'll almost know that in the end mother nature will redeem her self and will bring back hope for mankind.

The movie is entertaining but not the kind I'd go watching again. I have to add this to the list of the big movies that had disappointed me so far: GI Joe, Transformers 2 and X-Men Wolverine Origins.

Recommendation? You can just wait for the DVD or for the movie to be shown on HBO. Or yeah, maybe wait for 2012 before watching it.

Rating: ★★☆☆☆

Broken. Bereft. Blue. Depressed. Desolate. Lonely. Lost. Miserable. Dejected. Forlorn. Me.

Perharps broken-heartedness is one of the overrated human emotions ever. More often, people tend to nurse this feeling more than anything else. Nursing it involves drinking, forcing self to get some sleep but ending up awake to get more drink, write dark/poetic/sad lines, miss or fail to work properly and I almost forgot: cry and cry and cry.

One of the heart-breaking scenes from the movie was when Tom went to Summer's party. He was more or less thinking that him being invited in her party might be a start of another chapter with her. Little did he know that the party was for Summer's engagement with another guy.

Yes that's it.

If I could sum-up all the cause of hurt, pain and hatred in one word it's just...EXPECTATION.

Of course there's nothing remotely wrong with expecting. Come to think about it, expecting is more inclined to be considered as something positive. It significe hope. It's more of an optimistic point of view. But more often than not as well, when these expectations won't align with reality that's when all these feeling of grief comes in. And sometimes, a person gets so use with sadness that it's hard for him/her to feel happy again.

There are things that we really need to be use to but personally, I think sadness is not one of them.

Often times, we are claiming that we can't live with out that person but the truth is we are living it everyday. Broken heartedness then is something we all experience. Some are experiencing it now, others had experienced it but for those who haven't encountered yet, better be prepared cause it'll come knocking your doors someday. There are really times were in we want to tell that person, "please say your mine and I'm yours". Oh boy, Oh boy. But that's the whole idea, "we want to tell", not "we told". When we are in the state of broken-heartedness, we often times felt that it's like the end of the world. Well, for other people they would tell you that it's something that will just pass but if you are that brokenhearted person, it's true to you.

But another truth is, it'll really pass. Easier said than done but the thing here is that, it can be done.

So for all broken-hearted people out there...call me, let's drink to that.XD

One of the most memorable scenes for me from the movie was when Tom and Summer was sitting on the bench. Tom was telling Summer that he'll never figure out why Summer never wanted a boy-friend but now she is somebody else' wife.

Summer: I woke up one morning and I just knew.
Tom: Knew what?
Summer: What I was never sure of with you.

That's like: Ouch. The truth certainly hurts. That line stayed with me, What I was never sure with you. The line may not sound subtle but I think that's way a lot better than the usual bull people uses like: I'm not ready; We're better off as friends; You're like a brother to me; You're too perfect for me; and I don't deserve you---kind of crap.

Yes true. We do take into serious consideration the other person whose heart was broken. Of course that's the most sensible thing to do. But have we ever asked the heart-breaker's side of the story? More often we don't. Oh pardon me. Yes, we do. We ask them questions like: Why do you enjoy breaking somebody else's heart? Why him and not me? What's wrong with me? What does he have that I don't have? How could you do this to me you ruthless, evil witch! Makarma ka sana!

lol.

I know they sound exaggerated but you get the point. It's hard to peek on to the heart-breaker's-heart when you're the heart-broken-one. It's hard to be rational on something that requires no logic in the first place.

Think of the anxiety, the predicament, the uneasiness on the part of the heart-breaker. You got to realize that though it's not your fault that you are in love with that person, it's not also that other person's fault that he/she is not in love with you or had fallen out of love with you. The There's no easy way to break somebody's heart song comes to mind right away.

It's all part of the unwritten rules of love. You are free to love a person but that person is also free to love you back or not. You have to agree to all its terms whether you like it or not. Yes again it's true that the news such as getting caught up in an unrequited love is not good and we don't want to hear it, but hear it we must.

I have only one message for all heart-breakers: may your heart be broken too so you may know how it hurts!

Oooppssss.... I don't mean that. XD

haha.

But just like what I had said. We must show appreciation for those people who had broken our hearts for they had most likely helped us find ourselves in the process.

So the real message must be: ♬ You made me stronger by breaking my heart. ♫ ♩

The first time I read the title of this movie: 500 Days of Summer, I thought of Math right away. I mean I tried converting days in to years and months and days again. So if there are 365 days in an ordinary year, it's equivalent to 1 year, 4 months and 15 days.Hmmmmm... I think I'm complicating it. Anyway, I was thinking that summer don't happen the entire year. It's a season that usually starts from June till September in America and from April to June here in the Philippines. But either way, it's totally impossible to have 500 days of summer in a year. So I was wondering if this is one of those movies about summer flings.

But nah, of course I was wrong.

The story is just simple. This is a story of a boy meets girl. Boy falls in love. Girl doesn't. And the girl's name is Summer. So this is the story of a boy named Tom and his 500 days with/with-out Summer. And though at the start of the film the narrator said that we should know upfront that this is not a love story, I don't think that's true.

Love though unrequited is still a love story for me.

For usual cases, it's always the girl who's portrayed as the hopeless romantic. The one who grew up believing in fairytales and the existence of prince charming. But in this case we get to see it in a guy's perspective. Probably because the writer and the director of the film are both from the male species alike. The story revolves over Tom's internal experience and naturally more on his experience of Love.

It had been proven time and again that everything in this world seems paradoxical but true at the same time. Oxymonoronic. A thing will always have its opposite. Of course there's the obvious: man & woman; night & day; matter & anti-matter; yin & yang; the heartbreaker and the heartbroken.

As for the latter part, once or maybe a couple of times in our lives we get to play that role: either you're the one who got dumped or you're the one who does the dumping. And yes you may think that we don't need another reminder of those experiences especially if your role was the former one but what the heck. Whether that heartbrokeness made you a misogynist or a misandrist or not, we all do look back. And this movie will make us look back because we should indeed must look (again).

It's the combination of how the story was presented, the charm of Joseph Gordon-Levitt, great OST, the great quotable movie lines, the truthfulness and the real-life scenarios that had made me fall in love in this movie. (I watched it twice now). So don't be surprise that maybe in the next couple of days I will post my take on some subjects raised in the film.

For now, first lesson I learned from 500 Days: we must show appreciation for those people who had broken our hearts for they had most likely helped us find ourselves in the process.

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So to John. Thank you.

Rating: ★★★★★