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 I know bb, i know Originally uploaded by wring This job sucks (target bathroom, 95661) |
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First I saw this: Then I thought this:  Oh gaga u so precious! |
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 sauce oh my god if only jameth didn't lock his old pictures, I can EASILY find the corresponding IRL pics and videos of these. |
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Dear Survivor, Imagine me having to meet the bewildered one today only to find out that (surprise, surprise!) we both sported a ponytail. He wore a black plastic band on his hair while I wore yellow on mine. So we were walking along Morada Ave. after we had dinner and my thought balloon screamed 'fvck, the universe got me screwed this time.' All the cosmic humor makes me want to curl in a ball and shake uncontrollably. FM |
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Text message yesterday from some stranger: Eow poh kamuzta na poe u? Kaen nah poe u ng deener ahh. c",) So I politely asked: Sorry, who's this please? The reply: Wow galeng poh u mhag izpell ng wordz ahh. Parah poe niu pinapah mookah zakin nah ang julogz coe. Haha! Annoyed, and somewhat thinking this was someone's idea of a weird joke, I asked: No, really, who's this please? The reply was: Nasl poe? I stopped replying. Ano ba yan. First thing I thought, what the heck is this person doing? Is this some way to find a textmate? Ang cheap mo ha. And please, what is it with that weird text language? I mean, I'd understand if you shorten words so you can save the space and put everything in one text message. But those weirdly-spelled words with the unnecessary extra letters? It's as annoying as those Q's and X's that people use to substitute other letters that still seem fine on their own. At aba, before it was just "ASL." Ngayon "NASL" na? Takot na ba ang mga may gusto ng textmate sa anonymity? Baka takot sa mga "hologram" (as Tad and Chrome would call them). It's so sad how some people's spelling just worsens with the use of text language. Sure, you can shorten words when you send text messages, but there are still some people who still use text language for emails, chat, and other stuff where there really isn't any valid reason to shorten certain words. People won't take you seriously if you keep doing that. Oh well, just my two cents. And if ever that anonymous texter really was a practical joker sent out just to annoy me, may araw ka rin. |
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Today is one of those days wherein I wanna update lj, but I'm just at a loss for words. If I talk too much about work, then I'm gonna have to lock the post, or not talk about it at all, coz half the stuff I do shouldn't be floating around publicly on the net. Plus, I'm not too fond of locking posts. What else is there to talk about? Lovelife? Again, the lock, haha. My youtube soaps? I'm enough of a dork as it is without broadcasting it to the universe. I'm not in the mood to talk about anything, really. But I just wanna post because I had a really wonderful evening, and I wanna remember this day as one of many days when I can smile and be happy for no particular reason. |
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 Since Rumi has always been a favorite, I was more than delighted to find this RUMI Card and Book pack for around Php225 at Booksale. Spent the afternoon using it with my officemates. It's divided into the following categories: Birth, Love, Ordeal, Transformation, Warning and Reward. If you know me, you'd know that I'm new-agey, believing in the Universe, reading horoscopes for fun (and sometimes for guidance haha), dabbling a bit in palmistry and numerology (with the help of a book), so this is a very thrilling purchase. Just like a mini-tarot box card set I bought for only Php60 at some sale eons ago, where the cards are as large as your thumbnail. I found the RUMI card set the day I also found a hardbound "Wilderness Tips" from Margaret Atwood for Php50. A great Booksale day. :) I'm documenting my book obsessions and latest acquisitions at my book blog, which is one of my latest obsessions. I'm also looking forward to finishing "We have always lived in the castle" by Shirley Jackson and starting "The Forest of Hands and Teeth". I've read the first few chapters of WHALITC and so far I'm loving it. There's also this book starring Maggie Quinn, which reminds me of Veronica Mars/Buffy re the feistiness/spunky factor. If you have a copy, could I borrow it? Anybody here with an ebook? :) ( 30 before 30: Try aromatherapy. ) |
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I couldn't even remember the date of my last entry. There are so many events that took place between July and now that I could not even find the words to describe it. I, therefore, apologize if the subsequent lines will be incoherent. Anyway, so here's what kept me busy over the last couple of months: May to August: I juggled two jobs, an executive assistant to an Honorary Consul by day and a Financial Analyst by afternoon. June to present: I join Sunday 'fun runs' (to be politically correct) and train in the gym twice a week, usually every wednesday and thursday. September: I decided to "open up my heart" to someone. :) October: I ran 10 kilometers for the very first time at the Subic International Marathon Also in October: I turned 29. November: I dropped cynicism and decided to give my heart a chance. So that's basically my life in from May to November, in bullet points. Will try to be more creative next time. Promise. :) *Now off to packing stuff for Spain.* |
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| Monday, November 9th, 2009 |
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I carved my second-ever lino block tonight. The first was about 2 years ago, not long after I started carving stamps. Back then, I did it just to try it out, but I didn't like it. Boy howdee, do I like it now. Stylized cicada block & print. 2009. 3" x 5". Based on this image (attribution license, suckas!) I smudged the pencil marks on the block to the point where I had to guess where stuff was, which is why it became "stylized." Next time, I won't be lazy, and I'll ink over the pencil before I carve it. I also need to work on the actual printing part to reduce smudging and get a better quality print (I used actual printing ink, a brayer, etc.). But overall, I'm pretty happy. Linoleum is more difficult to cut, but I do like the results. I suppose I need to try a wood block next. |
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"World leaders marking the 20th anniversary of the Berlin Wall's fall have said the battle against injustice around the world must continue." http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/83516 |
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"The world is much closer to running out of oil than official estimates admit, but the International Energy Agency is underplaying a looming shortage for fear of sparking panic buying, a report said Monday." http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingne |
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"“Illegal logging in those areas continues with impunity,”" http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingne |
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"No, former resident Sarah Lewison, an artist, remembered, "The loosening of restrictions between west and east was scheduled to favor the entry of commodities. First Coca Cola, then visits to auntie." " http://www.truthout.org/1109099 |
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"Among them, too, were the choices of courageous protestors to go into the streets, to speak out – or, as this particular protestor put it to me, not to have to explain to the next generation, “We sat and waited.” Those dancing on the Wall, 20 years ago, made their choice." http://www.project-syndicate.org/commen |
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- Ayos 'tong album na to: http://kenpun.multiply.com/photos/a Sa sobrang close to perfect ng proportions ng face ni Salt of the Earth, the subtle imperfections sa proportions ng faces of the other boys become more noticeable after mo makita ang photo nya.    Next to R0bi, I think si Din0 imperia| ang susunod na may ok facial proportions. Pero malayo na ang pagitan nila. :) - |
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"Mohamed Nasheed said there was so little money offered to vulnerable nations that it was like arriving at an earthquake with a dustpan and brush." http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/8 |
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""To expand freedom to more people, we cannot accept that freedom does not belong to all people."" http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/83497 |
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"They called it a massacre. Sen. Benigno Aquino III called it propaganda." http://opinion.inquirer.net/inquireropi |
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"Santa Maria de la Asunción Church in Ilocos Sur, the Rice Terraces of the Cordillera, and San Sebastián Church are a threatened cultural heritage" http://lifestyle.inquirer.net/artsandbo |
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NexNote: Now that explains a lot about me. "A scientific research in Brazil revealed that those who sleep late at night are three times prone to develop symptoms of depression compared to individuals who go to bed early each night, even if the total number of sleeping hours are the same in both groups. Staying up late obviously is not healthy." http://globalnation.inquirer.net/cebuda |
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| Monday, November 9th, 2009 |
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babe, this is more of an assignment than an actual entry for the sake of writing. i'm going to see if i can sort it out here. tell me if this doesn't work for you. - He would wake up in the morning and wonder what to do with his day. But not wonder like, "What the hell am I going to do today?" or like "What else needs to be handled today?" or "What did I forget to do yesterday?" Just wonder. He would then come up with an answer, or not. Either way would suit him fine. Then he would proceed with his morning ritual, fully present to the sunlight streaming in (or the rain's patter on the roof), his coffee in hand, inhaling the bittersweet sent, letting his senses unfold slowly, gaining in alertness with every breath. He would then choose to watch TV, or go see a friend, or swim 20 laps, or strip naked and streak through the neighborhood, or proceed to his socially acceptable job, or make love to his wife, or start a fight with his brother, or write his novel, or fly to Brazil, or go back to sleep. He would have no reason for doing either or. He would do things for the sake of doing things. He would be living for the sake of living. - that btw is my reflection on what it would look like if you had nothing to live for and didn't care that you had nothing to live for. i'm trying to figure out my attachment to having a purpose and my resistance to creating a purpose for myself. and if i wrote what he'd look like to me if he had a purpose, i think the last sentence would be the same, because for it to be a real choice, a real creation, it would be for no reason, it would be for the sake of the creation. if there is nothing wrong then there's space to just BE. not having to get anywhere. And it's not like I'm right about this. I could stand from it. from the context of doing for the sake of doing. i could put at stake my giving up "in order to", I could put at stake fully experiencing my life for what it is and what it's not. being fully present and not going into my head. I could put at stake being WITH people. communicating to get and be gotten. i keep trying to numb myself. am i afraid of getting hurt? failing? what am i avoiding? i guess i need to figure that out still, but at least I've begun creating. I am putting at stake having my eye on someone else for more than a moment, the ability to fulfill other people's concerns. |
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The problem with most of us in Livejournal is we depended too much on each other. We made interesting entries because we expected to read interesting entries. We wrote drama because people liked it, aside from the truth that we liked to dwell in our own drama, and that for some weird reason Livejournal is conducive to writing drama (I would deduce that this is force of habit). When people got busy or got tired of the so-popular-it-deserved-its-own-term LJ drama or moved on to Tumblr, we started to speculate that Livejournal is dead. No. Michael Jackson is dead. A chick from the original Charlie's Angels is dead. Elvis is dead, or maybe alive and somewhere in Roswell, but Livejournal isn't dead. Because I'm still here, writing whatever or crossposting whatever, and you're still here reading. Something doesn't have to die because people, new social media or the organic flow of events dictated it. Of course, I am not spewing ill will toward anyone who decides to quit Livejournal. I'm way mature than that, noh, and you can do whatever it is you desire. I'm just saying maybe this place can be great again and we can start achieving that by writing again. |
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| Sunday, November 8th, 2009 |
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I have made & packed my lunch for tomorrow, I'm pretty sure I know what I'm going to wear, and I'm on track to be in bed by midnight. I should get a gold star or something. In other news, I'm watching Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. I want to punch Michael Bay in the face**. These two things are very much related. **of course I wouldn't. Maybe just key his Hummer or something. |
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After being abed all day yt gets up to rewash already dry dishes in scalding water, plus other minor kitchen things, have a short small talk with the folks, after which Dad brings back some homemade chicken soup, insists on us having antiseptic handwashes (Nan's way ahead of you) and it's back to the cave for this tired soul for more snooze-cinema.
Dad gave a noncommittal shrug when asked whether a brand multivitamin (which has 60mg of C) + 1000mg C is all right, and none of the above links specify a hard yes or no. Biochemical individuality ? should be taken into account, and what my sib did proves best - consult a medical professional about what daily dose of vitamin X Y Z is good, and follow their advice. |
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Hi, any feedback for these profs? Film 102 - Palomares Comm 100 - Yokomori Span 11 - Caniza Also, my Comm 100 class is at lec/dsc A 102; where is that? Thank you in advance. |
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OO ftw. http://www.allconsuming.net/item/view/7 |
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Ahmed!! My excuse is that yesterday I was out of the house form 7am to 1am. So here i am today, i need to make up for it :p Was going to write early this afternoon but can you believe writer's block for 300 freakin words. i still don't know what i'm going to put down now, but here goes. - i still can't shake the feeling of "what does this all mean?" I lose myself for moments at a time, fully present to what's going on in life and that question, or the answer to the question, ceases to matter. but in the long hours in between... well, in the hours in between I ignore the question entirely by watching tv, movies, reading books, anything to distract me from actually contemplating anything. it's easier to live other peoples lives and pass judgment than live your own. when did i become so morose? i used to hate people who used their blog to complain about their lives and feel sorry for themselves. they pissed me off because the answers to their problems were always so clear to me and it seemed like they just enjoyed being pissed, sad, irritated, depressed, suicidal or any other annoying emotion when seen on someone else. maybe i need someone to ask me the question so i can give them the answer. - sorry, i'm so in my head right now, i'm going to try something more light and useless tomorrow. |
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Dear Survivor, Twice I heard Air Supply's 'I Can Wait Forever' over the radio during the weekend. The first was at the lodging house in Quiapo. Ybrahim and I decided to take a nap to kill time so that we put out the lights until we could hardly see anything save the patches of light in the ceiling. The thin walls of our rented room hardly insulated us from the sounds of the radio outside playing mellow songs punctuated only by occasional footfalls of children running around the corridor. Ybrahim slept soundly despite the noise outside. While waiting for myself to drift out of consciousness, I stared at the illuminated part of the ceiling, my mind filled with the many thoughts of you, of him, of the bewildered one. After three hours of waiting, I gave up the idea that sleep would ever come. We got up and headed to the masjid for noon prayers. The second time happened today as I was in the bus. The music was played right after it passed along Ministop on the corner of Dian St. and Buendia Ave. (Yes, that Ministop.) The moment I heard the song, I was instantly amused and disgusted. I'm not even a fan of Air Supply. Sometimes I think the universe is conspiring against me. It continues to test my patience, throwing all kinds of tricks to drive me mad. While I did manage to keep myself as prudent as possible, there were moments when screaming expletives was just too tempting. I realize now that no amount of my temperance can exempt today's assault from outrage. That the universe mocked at me for having kept me waiting in vain simply cannot be forgiven. ¡ǝsɹǝʌuın ǝɥʇ ɥʇıʍ llǝɥ oʇ 'ʞɔǝH FM |
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"The exiled Tibetan spiritual leader is in Tawang in India's state of Arunachal Pradesh, itself a source of dispute between Beijing and Delhi." http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/8 |
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"Nobel Peace Laureate Muhammad Yunus calls the global economic crisis "an excellent opportunity to reflect and redesign" businesses, and devote creative ones to solving social problems." http://globalnation.inquirer.net/news/b |
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