lovely Lovely

it was a lovely day. met lots of lovely people in merville. talked with lots of lovely people online.

anna woke me up today with her signature "galit ka ba?" call. thanks to her i wasn't late for my tito's errand at phisix, ortigas for his firm. got myself acquainted with stocks and accounting terms, a really good introduction to the subjects i'll be taking this year, now that i shifted.

went to nomad sports club today care of darryl. had lots of fun swimming and stuff. we sorely regretted we didn't bring tennis rackets or badminton shuttlecocks but it was fine. we went to darryl's place after and met the other zaycos. and my my my... they are so lovable! lovely lovely people. lovely lovely food. lovely lovely bob, the bitch/female dog. we learned that ms zayco is a voice talent who is behind the voices in the lifestyle channel and joey 92.3 [?] and many more; and that mr zayco is a producer of sorts plus kitty plus oya. he informed us of voice auditions this saturday somewhere in makati. playshop people [tyron, bien, jerome, nickson, joms and me] were delighted to hear the news and we plan to go there along with many others this saturday. this should be fun, no singing, no dancing, just staying in character with your voice. new experience

it always has been a new thing, an adventure with these guys for the past few stuffs we did together. such fun. but i had to go home, prepare for tomorrow's math19 validation test, rehearsals for bluerep and other stuff. i am once again cancelling this golf thing with riva and nikki, it has been a month since we first planned it. oh well...

study i shall, i think. wait, did i say we had lots of lovely food today? haha thanks darryl and you guys, we should do this some other time. biglaan

lisnin to Signs- Snoop Dogg, Lets Get it On- Marvin Gaye, Lets Groove- Earth Wind & Fire, Jackin' Afroman- Afroman, El Cant Dels Ocells- Mirah with the Black Cat Orchestra
sortof readin time mag's take on physical inactivity , its worse than obesity they say
feelin kinda sleepy and lovely and ready

sober. pic

somewhere in cebu late at night with mandy and py trying to stay sober

of not Knowing

i don't know.

i feel heavy and thin and sick and healthy and full and hungry
stupid unsure weird nice irritated comfortable
optimistic afraid unloved very-well-thought-of inspired
loved strange

i miss cebu
i love metro manila

"mildly agitated" "utterly upset"

all at the fuggin same time. don't know. don't wanna know. i tried
i'll be fine

i need her
i need hanging rice
i need chocolates
i need to sing, k1

now!
no

won't work.
i know.
i don't know.

i know i don't know

playshopping. last of many

i'll try narrating things in reverse order...

i arrive at home at around 9pm today. read 3 days worth of unchecked mail and heard the sound of rain again, thanking God i wasn't wet. joms and shai typed samamabits and reminded me of vane's "the italian man who went to malta" monologue. i googled for it and realized it is in 50cent's album. my bro found veegle too, sorta fun. the old multimedia capable cpu is back so i can once again listen to launchcast radio, and every time there's a sad slow song i skip it, thanking God for unlimited skipping. songs like Rock With You - M Jackson, Curbside Prophet - J Mraz ["waiting for my rocket to come", fave line], Que Pasa - DJ Sneak add lots to my day. just chillaxin. nikki is in bora, and i'm not there. i suddenly wanna hit the beach so badly, even with all this rain, all this smell [my last visit in the bath occured 36 hours ago]

woke up at 7am knowing i had an orsem log thing at 7am. nice. so i told joshua i couldn't make it, felt sorry for him but there's nothing else i could do but go back to sleep. so i did, woke up to the sound of jerome and nickson talking about stuff at around 10am. found ourselves talking again. till about 3, eating breakfast or lunch never occurred to us. we just talked and talked and talked then fell asleep again. till around 6 when we realized we were really hungry and should be going home.

it was 1am when we left shang's streetscape off to crash jed's place near la salle for the night . nickson from antipolo and jerome from bulacan, friends from playshop, had to stay somewhere for the night and i can't offer my place so we borrowed jed's other condo unit which his father uses. but before that, we were sort of partying at streetscape, dancing to r&b and 70s songs with dimsum singing and nickson talking with anna over the phone. such fun dancing and sweating in the rain that sort of stopped. haven't danced for weeks now, such fun. then we were talking and talking and talking till 4 thanks to 13 hours of sleep before our showcase. it takes no effort for the three of us to laugh and just laugh. its my first night in manila outside my tito's condo and i only asked permission through text. it didn't seem quite nice but he was very cool about it. me so lucky

so many other things happened before these and after our "who do you say i am" show, which i must say wasn't bad at all. had fun on stage with 20 other people, and offstage. there's a part 2 to the class outing, i think. see you all there guys.

i'm lookin forward to more lessons from playshop.

lisnin to So What's the Fuss - Stevie Wonder, I don't Know - some guy i don't know, Kiss - Prince, other classic r&b songs
sortof readin regcom stuff, im on block O3 with rj, woohoo
feelin kinda sad and happy. bittersweet, corny term for times when you gotta move on with life even if you really don't want to. sniff sniff

eternal ramBlings of a sleepless mind

t'was one hell of a full day. wow
thanks to monopoly tycoon and that itm11 project i was awake till 10am. it was really more of the former but 10 in the MORNING?

yup, till1pm. three hours. after that i had to be at school around 2pm to meet with chrissy, geric and mako to pass the project. we had to cancel the golf thing we planned with riva and nikki 'cause hell i can't hit any ball with three hours of sleep. but i was proud i was real awake without the help of caffeine. no coffee. no apples.

until about 4pm. my head hurt real bad. i used to have migraine [that really painful one-side-of-the-head-with-visions-of-different-colors-plus-no-eating-of-cheese-and-chocolates kind of headache] but it's been years since i had a really bad headache. and today i did. i had to ask rj and cesare if i could take a short nap at their boarding house. the funny thing was that minutes earlier, we thought of watching star wars again at gateway. if we pushed through, i must have been sleeping in the cinema.

nap nap. woke up an hour or so to the sound of meteor garden and il divo on cesare's tv. he and rj were watching and reminded me of my mom who used to love watching that korean/taiwan thing before. and my head was feeling much much better. after dinner, i had to leave real quick for trumpets.

arrived at playshop rehearsals a couple of minutes late and i was informed i passed the first audition for trumpets stages. call backs, i don't know when. julienne and anna passed also, but all three of us do not know what stages really is. hehe we'll figure it out soon and it was great to see the class all happy for us knowing that we passed and that it's gonna be our last stay in shang. boohoo

did a run through and company call was really funny with annoying allan reminding everyone of what to do with his usual antics and side comments. we sure will miss little gym a and b and pro golf outer... hehe those are the names of the rooms we used. where i found twenty-three new friends. two of them i sure hope i'll see in ateneo in the coming years. it's tdr on thursday then the show on friday! woohoo. can't wait

oh yeah. bluerep's microsoft/theWiz show was moved to june26 instead of this sunday. which is good for the prod but some of the cast members will have a hard time 'cause mr80% opens on that same weekend.

i heard rach passed UP Dil's BA! i hope she decides to stay here. pray pray. i miss py already and with rach here, she could occupy py's seat whenever we eat or go somewhere.

after rehearsals, i hitched a ride at mj's car one last time with liz and gretch. we had bisaya lessons one last time and said goodbye one last time to san go, mj's driver. hehe well i dont really care that it's the last time but most of the girls are making it one big deal and they have a point, there was a certain bond there already in that musical theater class, and we're all gonna miss it. oh well. we move on

i arrived home with lots of people online, so cheerful. hehe suddenly a lot are interested to watch friday's play or about star wars or about pablo john garcia or about summer vacation phase 2. i totally forgot i had only 3 + 1 hours of sleep. and there's eternal sunshine to watch, darryl lent me a copy.

u guys, LA VISA LOCA opens tomorrow. should i watch. i should watch.

lisnin to me clicking the mouse and typing on the keyboard.
sortof readin monopoly tycoon faqs. enough of this karl, please
feelin kinda weird and wordy. i find it strange how i love to keep on talking when i'm frazzled and sleepy. strange karl is

and Lipids. pic

taken at EK 5 years ago. exercise then was buying pan de sal from the bakery 10 blocks away... on a pedicab.

breakfast at noon

it is 2am. now i don't know if what i am about to do is illegal or not but i'll do it anyway. i'll share to you an opinion article written by pablo john garcia, one of my favorite writers, from sun.star, a local newspaper i frequently read back in cebu [and thanks to the internet, i still can].

Thursday, March 31, 2005
Travel writing
By Pablo John Garcia
Breakfast at Noon

You could be scampering on the beach, being chased by a mad dog whose urine-marked territory you had the bad fortune of crossing, but in the eyes of a travel writer you are one happy tourist. You are “sashaying in the powdery-white sand, communing with the forces of nature.”
That’s travel writing. It is among the most optimistic professions on earth.

Food is not simply delicious, it is “delectable,” and when it is not, it is “exotic.” Mountains (“verdant”) and waters (“azure”) are not simply there; they “beckon.” Which is somewhat of a sore point because all my life I’ve been watching them but they have never beckoned. Perhaps they are partial to travel writers because of the PR possibilities.

And every other God-forsaken place that everyone else is avoiding is never deserted; it is simply “unexplored.” Virgin. In this country alone, I must have read of a hundred or so different “paradises on earth,” and I am distressed at the thought of so many original sins.

The scenes are always “breathtaking.” I’ve seen “breathtaking” on every other piece of travel writing that I’m beginning to wonder if people should be traveling at all when they’re suffering from perpetual shortness of breath. Maybe you should rest awhile.

Imagine if we all thought like travel writers. I tried. I “sojourned” to our old house (excuse me, “hideaway”) in the south for a Holy Week “getaway” and I looked at everything from the eyes of a travel writer.

“Are we there yet?” my wife, who had never been there, asked.
“No. The place is nestled…well, tucked away in a charming, powdery-white sand beach with a captivating view of Tañon Strait.”

“Is there a place where we can stop to find a clean restroom?”
“You’ll have to be patient.”
“There are no clean restrooms?”
“Let’s just say,” I said, remembering to look at everything from the eyes of a travel writer, “a clean restroom is the south national road’s best-kept secret.”

It was not easy being a travel writer, even for a trip. I had to strain it a bit when I explained that the trisikad drivers causing the slow traffic were actually “hospitable locals with a ready smile” inviting us to “take in the lush greenery” you get a sideways glance of when you shake your head to complain. Or that those aging smoke-belching buses really evoked a sort of “old-world charm” that’s impossible to shake off, even if one desperately wanted to.

We finally found a restroom. I checked it out first, and found that the lavatory had a busted pipe, and the bathroom floor was flooded. As my wife entered, I told her: “By the way, as you go in, you will catch a fantastic view of cascading waters, and the rising waters will cool your weary feet.”

haha. his go figure article is hilarious too. that early birds, ha article on your right [do check column] is really good too. both you can learn something from. do check. just realized his 'breakfast at noon' line is very me. i think today will be one fine example of eating breakfast at noon, i need to sleep. i need sleep

lisnin to 4play, channel V.
sortof readin la visa loca articles. a new movie from meilly who directed the crying ladies which i love love. la visa loca opens may 25 next week, i hope it grants my wish of a good filipino movie to add to all the good foreign movies this year.
feelin kinda geeky after watching star wars episode three. i suddenly found myself surfing through the net for star wars-related articles and crap. one was about historical allegories in the six films [like Naboo as Tibet]. Rise darth vader

magic to Do

how does karL end his summer filled with an itm11 class of word, excel, powerpoint plus plus and a playshop musical theater class of singing, dancing, acting plus plus?

reader: how? how?!? how!!? [excitement rising]

by singing dancing and acting in a musical about word excel and powerpoint [plus plus]. thanks to blueRep.

met the cast and crew of blueRep's microsoft-ala-the-Wiz show earlier. and i got a lot of catching up to do. but it was really fun learning steps and choreo and lyrics and melody and the gangsta-microsoft-word role [named Will-I-Am] at the same time. i need lots and lots of practice.

the opening song is from pippin, a musical that i do not really know, only heard of. but the song is really nice and the steps really funny, not really easy... way way far from the choreo we have for our playshop musical where we basically extend our arms and do some stage walking here and there. learned about the mesh, the weave and the galaxy moves thanks to pom. plus the whisk and a whole lot more.

we've got magic to do, just for you...
we've got foibles and fables to portray
as we go along our way.
-from pippin.

here are some lines from will-i-am word's word wrap:

am the shizzle word processor in the hood
i'm on top of the world and man, it feels good
now i'ma tell ya lotsa stuff has changed from befo'
if yah need help writing sumthin ima show ya some mo'

haha, kakki and shark describe the revised lyrics as nakakabobo. needless to say. i'm pretty sure this show, this script, this whole thing will reach bill gates. i just hope it's for the right reasons. i can't wait to see the kids that we're doing this for. woohoo

finished past nine and passed by metrowalk in ortigas. found out that music avenue [i heard it's an r&b place] is already open, i've been waiting. i hope i can check it out this friday, it's gonna be phi fresh fridays' last week next week.

also passed by shang along the shaw blvd flyover crossing edsa and i found out that you can actually see the very room where we do playshop rehearsals every other night. and the very people inside the room, well not very clearly but it's just that we do pretty weird things inside that room like peek-peek-and-bump-our-heads-on-the-wall stuff. but then again, isn't that what playshop classes are for? to dance like no one is watching, sing like no one is listening, and be totally mindless of what others think when performing... ehem, enough.

lisnin to blower's daughter by damien rice. it's closer's theme song [where natalie portman is a stripper] and i've been dying to know everything about the song, wow.finally. it is one of hide and seek's bonus material on dvd, tito bong's watching. he says it's a real thriller. i'll watch it some other time.
sortof readin california pizza kitchen and greenwich pizza stuffs for itm11
feelin kinda sleepy but i still gotta do two brochures

*you guys seen closer? i'll talk about it and the great song some other time. and yeah star wars opens today, as i type. the geeks who've been camping out for at least two months now are finally getting what they want.

spreading words

yet another movie. i'm right in the middle of watching hitch right now, the one with will smith. we paused for a while 'cause tita nui and miggy [my almost-2yo cuzn] are calling from thailand right now. so tito bong and they are catching up on stuff that has happened since they've left for bangkok last saturday.

meanwhile, i am typing this post... today was a fine day. but on my way to school the jeepney driver uttered

akala mo'y pusit/ you'd think it's a squid

to a fellow jeepney driver whose jeepney was smoke-belching. thick black unhygienic smoke. with that, i recalled something strange that i did six years ago, grade 5 back in elementary school. it was the height of the clean air act campaign back then and abs-cbn was asking everyone to sign-up for clean air. so i did. hehe armed with a pen, and sheets of bondpaper i asked for everyone's [the administrator, teachers, schoolmates, parents, yayas] signature. i think i gathered a hundred or so. but i just left it in some storage box after, didn't reach the "authorities". but you'd get a strange sense of accomplishment after each signature, each complement, each smile. things were a lot less complicated back then that all it took for me to clean the air was a couple of signatures. six years later i'm in a much much dirtier metro with much much dirtier air. boohoo

itm11 class was much more interesting than usual today. maybe because it's almost over. shark and riva and nikki and chrissy and geric just laughing or friendstering. went to cello's after with rj and marco and learned that they're opening their second branch at taft! woohoo spreading the doughnut goodness only cello's can give. spread the word!! ehem.

yas emailed me about gawad kalinga's acting workshop. which i found cool 'cause it sort of incorporates what i started doing this summer- playshopping and gkalinga-ing. for gk, i don't wanna carry hollow blocks or sift sand like what we do during gk nstp class but i wanna write and "spread the good news", "be heralds", "inspire not sell" which i started weeks ago and i wrote about here. and this theater thing for gk payatas teens is something i really look forward to. cool cool. it got moved to june instead of tomorrow.

kakki was looking for someone who could be word, as in microsoft word. i said yes. blue rep's gotta do a show for microsoft to spread the word about microsoft office programs and bluerep is gonna do it ala-TheWiz [a motown musical]. this should be cool.

back to hitch. i think it's funny, gets corny at times but the script is good. years ago i was condemning jb for watching pirated dvds. i'm not complaining now. maybe soon when i can afford for myself.

lisnin to justified by j timberlake
sortof readin mcsweeney's internet tendency
feelin kinda hungry, i want honey glazed gonuts. restrain restrain

movie-ng diaries

it is 3pm and i just finished the motorcycle diaries. it is real good i wanted to share it with you right away. it's a movie about che guevara. well really, about ernesto guevara as he becomes che. it is funny. it is naughty. it is tragic [well, for the motorcycle- it is]. it is romantic. it is moving.

"it isn't a tale about heroic feats. but about two lives running in parallel. "
do yourself a favor and watch this! along with ray! and finding neverland.

lisnin to motorcycle diaries bonus material
sortof readin "conversations" at gmail
feelin kinda amused

movie-ng On

i said i'll wake up at 7am today. i did, but i went back to sleep. i said i'll go join the gawad kalinga news bureau immersion trip. i didn't, and now i have to wait for my 7pm playshop rehearsals [turns out we got a session tonight and tomorrow]. watodo? watodo?

we watched sideways again last night, and my tita couldn't stand it. my brother and she both said it was real boring. considering all the buzz surrounding that movie, you couldn't blame them. but it wasn't that bad, certainly better than closer or the aviator.

also watched life as a house and it certainly was good. the guy who plays anakin is in there, i heard this was the movie that gave him the anakin role for star wars. 'cause in this one, he plays another angry teenager. kevin kline was really good here too and the story was funny and light and all the messages expressed in such a subtle manner you don't feel guilty or worrisome, just moved. i must say the movie's story is close to that of my grandfather's who recently passed away. he used to dream of a house, and he saw it being built, he dies of cancer, he's got some problems but seems to handle them really well. only that his life had less regrets and less bitter moments. i remember seeing the scaled-down model of his dream house that he built himself, i was five then. the tiny doors and windows would open and it was all made of wood and some glue. hi tay, how's heaven?

after the movie, i went to school for mr80% callbacks. kenneth and shark and ren and pineds and pao and andrei were really funny doing the sam and jan and leslie scenes. kakki and alli [?] were really cute too carrying the ronnie and patricia roles. we were laughing our hearts out at the galian room. the script of that play is really good, no wonder blue rep is doing it again. you guys all watch it. i think i'll be helping with the tickets if things push through. mr. 80%, a straight play about being straight, gay, bi and straight again. i think.

back to movies. there was phantom and chicago, now they are turning 3 more musicals into movies. one is the producers. this one i wanna see, nathan lane [timon] plus matthew broderick [simba] plus mel brooks [robin hood: men in tights], all in one show. i think. another is hairspray, but i haven't heard much about it, i don't know what it's about. i only heard of one song, the song blue rep sang during it's general assembly last year. and this one i just read minutes earlier- dreamgirls. beyonce plus jamie foxx plus usher, all in one movie-musical. plus the guy who brought chicago to the big screen is directing it. i don't know if dreamgirls is good though, i heard it's about diana ross' the supremes but beyonce and foxx and usher? singing and dancing and acting in one show. okay.

i'm starting to forget of johnny depp's charlie and the chocolate factory already, but i won't. and revenge of the sith is coming out next week. all this year lacks is one good pinoy movie, but i heard the guy who did the crying ladies [fave fave] will do another new movie. my fingers are crossed.

my 1yo cuzn, miguel, is leaving for thailand tonight with his mom, my tita. i'm gonna miss them. he has been bugging me to play throw-and-catch-the-toy-lion game with my bro kit and him while i type this. he is so cute. i'll share a pic of him sometime.

lisnin to na na, na na na na na coca-cola commercial
sortof readin mtv-asia features
feelin kinda tired because of oversleeping. i need exercise, it's been two weeks

playshopping. 6 of many

sir annoying allan wasn't around today, probably because of beauty&thebeast rehearsals. so, kuya bongga bong facilitated the session and it was fun to do tension and improv exercises after weeks of "who do you say i am?" rehearsals. it started with everyone walking around, then jogging, then running, then freezing, then running, then lying on the floor, then jumping, then running, then freezing, then....

also did two more tension exercises followed by an improv exercise called "the brain" which was really funny. showed how close the class is as a class. even newcomer lianna seemed to have fun. haha then we ran through the musical again...

putting our fears behind us
moving through restless seas
trusting Him as our captain
not knowing where He would lead

those are my only solo lines for the entire play and i never did it flawlessly so far. some parts are duets with jay and we laugh everytime we do or think about this part. practice practice practice. haha i should get voice lessons... i need voice lessons.

those lines were from the song 'we followed the man', by the way. and i rarely go religious [or how julienne described our showcase- charismatic] but the lyrics of the song ["we followed the man, we followed his voice...though we did not understand"] made me really think about God and believing in Him. i do, i really do. i talk to Him a lot but i also question His existence a lot. i don't know. we're always asked to believe without doubt, follow even if "we do not understand". but how do we know if what we believe in is true if we do not understand? haha i don't know. i'll know soon...

...anyhoo, our next playshop classes are at 7pm so i got no excuse left to cut for itm11. and i heard that we won't be having any rehearsals this saturday which means i got the whole day free for the gawad kalinga immersion trip. anyone else wanna come? if u want details, just email me or something!

lisnin to the sound of pomelo being chewed, trust me there's a sound. and it sounds neat.
sortof readin slash laughing at eric's emotions. shared by ina, futsal girl from itm11 class.
feelin kinda excited, three auditions are comin' within 5 days.

couple of First times

finished watching 'sideways' way past four in the morning. my tito was leaving for masbate then and his flight was at 6. he was wonderin why i was still awake. well, the main reason was that i wanted to make sure i won't be late for this errand he asked me to do in binondo.

yes, binondo. never been there before and he's askin me to drop some stuff for his firm, all by myself. i asked help from my schoolmates who, i hoped, knew the place [thanks josh and milanie and to maps] and followed their advice- take lrt2 down to recto, and take a cab with binondo church as landmark. it was my first lrt2 ride down recto, my first time in binondo. and everything looked like colon street back in cebu only older and much much more packed. and everyone looked like they needed to sleep. i sure felt like i needed to sleep. but the fact that my tita's phone was with me and the stuff i was asked to drop was nowhere near cheap and that i'm in manila and that i got my phone stolen thrice already kept me awake all throughout the process.

on my lrt2 ride back to cubao, i felt more relaxed and accomplished. no one else could do such a feat with just an hour of sleep and a tiny chunk of binondo info. haha after, i went around gateway and saw a newly-opened branch of fully-booked. the whole store still needed arranging but i found a couple of quite interesting books. one was this star wars book filled with cool design sketches and stuff. i sure wish the 3rd episode would be much much better than the first two. waited for rj in taco bell with just chicken quesadillas and bottled water. the quesadillas seemed overcooked though, cantina's tasted better.

rj wanted to watch a movie. kingdom of heaven. i suggested finding neverland. but kingdom was hours away and finding wasn't of rj's interest so we went window shoppin and found nothin that fit my budget. i didn't really expect anythin. we ended up in burgoo instead and decided to try their burgers. the burger was good, service was not bad but the fact that you can color with crayons this huge piece of paper on your table was just great. then we parted ways and reached home in one piece, still with my tita's phone in my pocket, whew!

it takes lots of bad events to make you really grateful of the little things or of seemingly insignificant days. but i'm learning. and havin fun

now back to sideways... it is one light movie with a refreshing look at love and that everyone's got a chance. i think i got less than expected but some scenes were really funny. and i think paul giamatti was perfect for his role. tell me about it when you get to see it...

lisnin to this 'hot java jazz' starbucks album [it's got a really cute version of agua de beber]
sortof readin the P19million afp sidewalk article from inquirer
feelin kinda satisfied with self and life in general.

isturyang butbut | survey

survey bai! got this from ria on f'ster. all in bisaya. if u do not understand it, try readin it out loud. you still wont understand it but you'll sound funny.

1. unsa imo ngalan ging/dong?? karl, nong!
2. limpyado ka ba or hugawan? limpyado, labi na ang kuko, dapat pirmi limpyo.. pero ang kwarto.. makatapol usahay.
3. gi higugma ka ba sa imong mama? saimong papa? gi higugma, pinangga ko pag.ayu ana nila
4. naa kabay trato? unsay trato? hehe kung uyab, wala pa
5. gi higugma ka niya? murag. mahibaw.an ra nya nako
6. mamatay ka para sa iya? murag dili. yahaya gud niya
7. naa kay sport? duwa duwa ug tennis, nahan ko magfutsal pero hinay kayo ko mudagan.. hehe ganahan ko suway fencing. nya tudluan kuno ko ug golf ni wiva ug nikki. woohoo
8. ga iskwela pa ba ka? o, nong!
9. naa kay crush noh? naa
10. uyy...knsa sha?sha? crush nako.
11. kaila mi niya? murag dili, kinsa gani toh ka nong?
12. gwapo/gwapa? gwapa mulang
13. ok ra? ok sa olrayt, nong
14. unsa sad imo maingon sa imo kinabuhi? sa pagkakaron? lingaw, pero nag.ampu ko nga mas lingaw pa sa miabot nga mga semana
15. gi kapoy na ka?? sa akong kinabuhi kay wa. pero karon gikapoy ko kay wa koy tug.
16. kung panguyaban kas imong amiga/amigo sug2n nimo?pwede, kung nahan ko niya. dapat naay buwak.. aron sugton..wahaha
17. kung magpa upaw imong gi higugmasugot ka? pwede.. aron naa koy kataw.an pirmi. ganahan pud ko paupaw. itupad nya namo among mga ulo aron mura na ug lubot
18. kung gi bulahan ka ug 1 million, unsaonnimo? ipalit ug awto aron di nako maholdup sa bisag asa.. carnap lang..
19. tagaan nimo mi? kinsa gani toh ka? depende.. kung pangtubil.. murag dili. [unsa gani nang tubil, mandz? niks?]
20. dawbi kng ma close na kaayu mo saimong crush..panguyaban nimo?? oo
21. kung naa kay gusto i ingon sa imong gihigugma,maingon kaha nimo?? kung naa koy kinahanglan iingon, maingon nako.
22. dawbi kng ganahan sad sya nimo?? di na na angay ikabalaka haha
23. mu patol ba kag pungkol? patol? haha way problema
24. buta? wa gihapoy problema nako
25. bungol? pwede pud
26. bungi? mas lisod, ngita sa ko wawarts aron matarong
27. bahog tiil? basta humot ug ba.ba. hehe sayon ra na matangtang..
28. KANANG CGEG BINAYOT? cgeg tinomboy? way problema
29. dawbi kung manguyab balik imong xsug2n nimo? wa koy x, nong
32. nalingaw ka? gamay, lingaw magbinisaya.. wa koy kasturya nganhi nga bisaya.. panagsa ra kaau..
33. kung wala/ ngano man? gamay ra kay gikapoy na ko
34. gusto pakag daghan? sa sunod na.. ayuayu, nong


incurred my 4th cut for itm11 today. thanks to playshop rehearsals, well actually thanks to me. got lazy, i still feel lazy until now. frazzled- fancy term i got from unkymoods, which i got from carlos d.'s blog. i need to sleep, slept at 4am. woke up after a full 8hours but i am feelin so tired. im plannin not to sleep ryt now so tomorrow i'll be FORCED to sleep, thanks to the marshmallow mocha earlier with julienne [bonding moment, hehe], i don't think i'll be havin a hard time forcin.

what's weird is i feel like typing some more and more.

lisnin to every time i look at you- il divo, again.
sortof readin 100 years of solitude. it's been 2 months now
feelin kinda sleepy, really sleepy

binagoongang hotdogs

i love it when i go home late and look forward to a home-cooked dinner 'coz i get to reheat all the food, choose how much to eat, eat by myself on the dining table, think, and wash the dishes after. makes me feel like i'm living all by myself, which is what i long to be. my goal is to be doing so before college ends. right now i stick with these late-dinner-all-alone nights after a fun busy day at school or playshop or some place else.

not that i don't enjoy eating with other people, my family, or my uncle's family who i live with right now [and i love living with, too]. it is fun eating meals with them, talking about anything while eating, passing on the food to each other, sharing thoughts on whatever. it is fun- people. it is, but like the very reason i opted to study away from cebu- i wanna be all by myself at times. like watching a movie alone or reading the newspaper alone or checking out a new restaurant alone or buying stuff alone or riding jeepneys alone or getting held up alone or blogging alone...

or eating late night dinner alone. and tonight it was binagoongang pork. it's a lot like adobo only that there is bagoong on it. the maid is really good at cookin it and my tita, who is thai, loves it too. apparently, they also have bagoong in thailand. anyhoo, i also saw the hotdogs in the fridge, cooked for this morning's breakfast that i failed to eat coz i woke up at around 12 and ended up eating koko krunch instead [now my fave quick brunch of a meal]. so i reheated the hotdogs, the binagoongang pork and the rice and ate. then it got all mixed up and tasted like binagoongang hotdogs [and thus, the title. which has no point but...]

and if i go really creepy and "deep"-y and mushy about binagoongang hotdogs [which i am about to so beware], i will realize that my past days were like binagoongang hotdogs- tender juicy, a bit sour and salty but also real sweet.

i got myself more deeply introduced to gawad kalinga recently and decided to join its writers' pool. and judging from the gibberish you read here, it may not seem like a good idea for them to accept me. but they accept anyone. so i was there sitting in a room of 20 or so people that includes the mayor of what once was camp abu bakr of the m.i.l.f. or the abu sayyaf or some terrorist, some ateneans, this half-italian guy from uk who is spending his gap year with gk, pat evangelista of u.p, another u.p debater, ateneo alumni, and people who love to write as in love love to write [which does not really include me].

there you realize that the philippines isn't just all bad news. if only i could memorize many of the lines that went out from those who spoke, you get really inspired and stuff and write to inspire and just inspire people places things. inspire. inspire. i am all excited about my assignment already.
i like it when tito alex [?] talked about apathy and the youth. he said something like:

it is not true that young people do not care, if they care about where to gimik on a friday night then they do care. young people just need more options on what to care about.

makes me wonder and ponder. thanks ate khei and tita ana for the introduction.

[lisnin to il divo, my tita's all crazy about this tenor-ish quartet. their regresa a mi, or unbreak my heart is good.]

not that my heart needs unbreaking. i think it needs breaking, i wanna be heartbroken.
was hanging out with fellow playshoppers earlier, the reason why dinner was late and why i incurred a third cut in itm11. two of them were heartbroken, and we were all talkin about it to "ease the pain", "look brighter into the future", "love life still" and stuff. fun.

gotta sleep. two of my friends are waking up single tomorrow, don't worry gretch, ash you both don't deserve crap anyway.

link it fine link it good

was watching this info.tech show on bbc and they were talkin about some cool sites on the internet and so i checked one. pretty cool, searched for some videos and songs and stuff then i saw the webby awards ad on it. vanity fair said the Webbys are "better than the Oscars." so i checked it out too.

there i saw lots and lots of cool cooler coolest sites and now i sound like a techie geek. anyhoo, i would love to share them with you here in case you realize that internet surfing is slightly better than cross-stitching and more worthwhile than a ja rule concert.

click on em colored ones

everyone loves elevators. uhm, yeah so this one's a site all about elevators and the poor people stuck inside. some clips are real funny. but only if there's nothing else to laugh at. but like good ol' elevators, the buttons are real cool and fun to play with.

now you guys heard about the therapeutic powers of white noise? such as the sound of waves hitting the beach or stones dropped on a pond. this site shows, without words without ads, what life is with water. its got really cool clips and interactive stuffs. a duck floating on a pond, a pail waiting to be filled up by an artesian well, frogs hopping to and fro, lost crabs not knowing where to go, feet on the beach cleansed by the coming tide, jellyfishes moving from here to there, bubbles blown by some girl. tsunami victims should watch this site. pretty cool, takes time to load though. but real worth it... i can hear the waves hitting the beach right now. an easy to love site.

you guys sure love to use google right. you search and click and tons of words pop out and stuff. but we all want more than just words, and since pictures are worth a thousand words why don't we know what's going on this very hour through images googled right this very hour, all on a ten by ten frame. i like how the words on the side increase in size as you rollover though, much more than the images on the frame. but it's fun.

wanna know what the latest movies are like but don't have the time to read lengthy reviews? then check the four word film review. film reviews of all films in just four words. haha

here's a good fashion site from alexander mcqueen. fancy animation for a fancy site for fancy stuff by "the man who knew too much." another best fashion site nominee is nike's genealogy of speed. pretty cool time tree for a pretty cool company selling pretty cool shoes.

if you saw my links to mcsweeney's to the right and enjoyed the literary works there, it's a webby awardee too, you'll also enjoy the national lampoon. haven't really checked it yet but its got more and more links to more and more funny stuff too... like really funny but honest billboards or the really stupid but really true news stories or to everyone's favorite item and just recently featured on the tonight show, the world's first whore college.


suddenly i was reminded of "the internet is for porn" statement from avenue q, a broadway musical that julienne, of playshop, said was good. and yes, the internet is for porn.

do tell me if you find a cool cooler coolest site. [currently listenin' to the sound of ice being shaved by the beach then laden with some sort of juice with a trickling sound loud enough for me to hear, thanks to that no water site].

it has been another sleepless weekend with karL.