that prince

hmm, i think i deserve a good whack on the head, right about now. ikay made us watch this new koreanovela dvd called 'Princess Hours'. i'd rather watch a rene requestas film.

but lo and behold, by nightfall, my sister and i were marathoning up to episode 8. never mind the bad (and i mean really BAD) subtitles; i had to summon all my context clues skills. but man, we were hooked. especially me. whenever the prince's cousin comes out, i literally SHRIEK. can't help it. eeek. me, shriek at an intsikin guy? this is so not me.

*whack*

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you were probably one of the nicest things God could have ever sent my way. if you weren't standing there, actually breathing & talking, i'd probably dismiss you as a mirage, a myth.

you're one of my biggest regrets too. i have to say, you're the biggest. knowing you exist could not let me forget this gaping loss. i feel hollow. cowardly. stupid.

the memory's vivid, the one when you told me how you knew she was the one. man, that hit me the hardest.

*whack*

what's the rush?

you ubiquitous starbucks cup, you. it seems everyone's scrambling for a frap today, just to get that 2007 planner.

it just dawned on me -- somehow, somewhere along the way, i stopped 'planning' my life. i used to keep this papemelroti calendar everyday, along with a bunch of post-it reminders. heck, i used to wear a watch. i've never really been a long-term planner, though. the farthest i go, i guess, is freeing the next weekends for birthdays & night-outs.

i guess i stopped when i realized that sometimes, not planning can ironically be more eventful. messier, but more eventful. more mistakes, but more life lessons as well.

here's to not knowing what tomorrow brings.

time-out!

and breathe.

that's something i forgot to do today. to exhale. to let it out sometimes. to do something really worth it.

thank God for Happy Feet yesterday. i absolutely have to watch it again. :)

minute post

i found this grad pic thumb among my long-forgotten files. eeek. but i won't trade my 5-minute morning prep time for anything.

ok, minute is up. this is for the lost musings i would have written down, if i weren't commuting. or wasted. or both.

unload

i've seen crap before, but never like this. trust me, never like this.

a sewer section 'exploded' in binondo. the stench reaches you a block away. must have been a crappy day for their starbucks & yellow cab. patrons scampered away, eh?

yep, when people see crap, they turn away but can't wait to tell others about it.

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i know why support's such a hit. finally, we got to pull together a system wherein we know who should help who, how who should help who with what, and for how much.

uyyy. sinong jaded?

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'Sorya!' He was screaming for Sorya. More like barking, actually. And here I was, ranting, while this 6-year old yells for grumpy jeep drivers and stands in smoke all day. damn.

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self-actualization

ooh. big word.

it's the only thing to keep us sane once you realize you're in a race without a direction. be it as grandiose as an assault to everest's peak, or as trivial as managing to keep your room in order for once, it's important. urgent. vital, even.

i gotta get those sign language lessons.

ultimately, imho, the only heaven's here on earth. and it's grand.

woes

i want a job that stresses me to death -- but ends at 5.

demanding? :p

beer bash gig @ hard rock

wala akong pakialam kung nakatalikod ako. :p

salamat, jam@HP, sa pagkunsinti sa isang batang makulit para matupad ang kanyang pangarap.

salamat, HP, sa pagtangkilik ng sariling atin. it also helped na shenglots tayong lahat. :p

mabuhay jammers!

things to do on a free day

i get a giddy feeling when defragmenting. it gives me the illusion that i'm actually making some effort to create a semblance of order in my life (or at least in my hard drive).

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may panda bear pala yung kinocross-stitch ko? (yes tons, i'm still at it. haha.)