6 hours before 2006. gotta be a good blogger and update.


*what happened on c'mas eve


nothin much. we went to hear mass and had our noche buena. i think i slept immediately after the meal or i resumed reading the vampire lestat (?). (stream of pictures follow)

too sexy for the shirt (3) heehee

c'mas meal

above: i like this pic. you see everyone. nice shot by me papa.

*what we did last night

last night was the finals of the world pyro olympics. we walked all the way from pricesmart baclaran to the esplanade where we could get nice views of the fireworks. UAE came first. what i liked was their heart and "skewed" pyros. after quite an interval, the philippines showcased. hooray pilipinas! really, really neat! i loved the slow shower they did plus the simultaneous blasting of colorful pyros. astig!

i have a video footage of the fireworks display but i still haven't found a host that works. bear with the rather narcisstic shots below (hey, at least they were taken during the event. heehee)

owa

pa en ma

von

me en kim

kim

me

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i dread the continuation of the second semester. whatever.

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will post again next year. (hehe)

- my boo, ghost town djs

i can be very sentimental. ironically, i find it displeasing whenever the emotions rage, although on the bright side, i always feel refreshed as aftermath.

i bless this day for i suffer deluge. i hope i am sane enough to get through this because i can't really tell. what i know for sure is this: at this very moment, i am being driven mad by the mere thought of him, the one i can never have.

this is an s.o.s. jade her bag, save me.

maybe my mythril dorian

or my immortal hero, lestat

will hear me.

i still feel lazy. but i fear that not posting these pictures will outdate them. (right. so they're outdated. i mean they might be more outdated.)

theater class!

all femme. (fine. micko included.)

micko's so cute here!

quote from mark: "parang bastusan lang yung nangyari. ako, binastos ko yung kanta. tapos kayo, binastos nyo ko."

we love videoke.

sexy people! ;)

gay 1, gay 2, gay 3

issue 1

issue 2

issue 3

issue 4! hehe

lantern?

credits: vienna for theater, tina for d2

i've been sitting the whole day in front of the computer without really any direction. i surfed, and surfed and surfed some more. i found a thing or two of relevance sure, but i admit that i wasted time staring at the screen and not knowing what i want to do.

early on i wanted to make an entry, something that would make the audience feel envy that i'm living my life. but because my existence is everything but meaningful and exciting, i was not able to come up with a good one.

so bear with me. these are things that i have realized today, be they of any importance to you.

==books i have to have:==

by neil gaiman

good omens (w/ pratchet)

sandman

stardust

coraline

neverwhere

anansi boyst

he day i swapped my dad for two goldfish

by paolo coehlo (yes, i still haven't read anything from paulo coehlo)

the alchemist

by the river piedra

i sat down and wept

veronika decides to die

the devil and ms prym

by mitch albom

tuesdays with morrie

five people you meet in heaven

by c.s. lewis (i saw a beautiful collection of these babies. i've been craving since.)

chronicles of narnia

by gabriel garcia marquez

love in the time of cholera

by nick hornby

a long way down

by sue monk kidd

the mermaid chair

secret life of bees

by chelsea handler

my horizontal life

by gregory maguire

wicked

son of a witch

by philip pullman

the golden compass

by lemony snickett (again i am seduced by a beautiful set.)

a series of unfortunate events

by j.k. rowling (i have 1-4 already.)

hp 5 & 6

==movies i need to watch:==

amelie

a very long engagement

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

underworld revolution

the da vinci code

the chronicles of narnia: the lion, the witch and the wardrobe

breakfast at tiffany's

oscar and lucinda (i have to see it again. i have to.)

hotel rwanda

the exorcism of emily rose (i still haven't watched it! urrrgggh.)

pride and prejudice

rent

willy wonka and the chocolate factory

the corpse bride

the godfather

pirates of the carribean 3

big momma's house 2

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i have just finished reading lasher by anne rice, and violin (by the same author) before that. i am looking forward to finishing the vampire lestat before christmas. pray that i do not get too lazy.

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my routine: i wake up around 9 in the morning and read 'til i get hungry; i grab brunch and if no one's using the computer, i begin my faithful pounding on the keyboard, which, lasts until i figure my fingers or eyes can no longer stand it, or my sister's hollering me and tearing me off the machine; if it's way too long before 530p, i try to catch a few winks if not i turn the tv on and enjoy the shift of shows mentioned below; after the last one, i go up to my room and start readin until my eyes hurt again; i then drift into sleep, subconsciously wondering if i had anything for dinner.

there are four daily weekday programs that i religiously watch. the first one is naruto. this is my all-time favorite anime, amen to that. second is frog prince. never mind what people think. i am a slave of funny asianovelas. next is etheria, the sequel to encatadia. i am aware that this is the filipino attempt at something classic like LOTR. the production's short of that, naturally, but i daresay the storyline's working it's magic on me. last is jewel in the palace, another asianovela. it's not funny, but i am rather entertained by the unique setup and i feel attached, if you could imagine that, to the good guys (or girls, for that matter).

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i tried to stay away from AS. but with ash, niña and mao, we sort of, got lost in the wave.

i didn't plan it this time. my conscience's clean. i never intended to be there. i admit having invited several friends over to watch but i never said i'll be in the frontlines with them. i thought i'd just escort them to a nice spot with great view then, be right behind everybody else, away from the commotion, away from the hearty screaming and fake gasps.

but i was--- the frontlines. i was there. right beside the cameras and news reporters and the excited freshies, and the rooting gays, and the gay-looking, overly accessorized, inch-thick cake covered *tooot* (read: +webster makes bookstore) students. i held mao's phone in my hand, set in video mode, on standby because it took the guys pretty long before they came running about naked. i was pushin against the damned freshies who were nudgin me forward closer the path of the run. gee-wheeze. i felt as if i were one of the fratmen, keepin the crowd from actually smothering or touching or harassing my brothers. beside me, a fratman was also keepin the crowd back. he looked real familiar though it took me sometime before i actually realized who he was, where i'd seen him, et cetera. finally, pp17. he became a seatmate once. i wanted to say, "wow! you're in APO? how fab! good for you!" but of course that would be abnormally homo of me to say something like that so i contented myself with the mere knowledge of who he was and what he was now and instead, asked him which way the guys would be coming from, whether from the left odd wing, the AS walk or the right even wing staircases or the right even wing. he said he doesn't know either (though i bet he does) and it was a secret. right. you'd take out the wonderful element of surprise if you'd spill the vectors.

i stood there, perhaps, for almost a full hour. there were false alarms all the time mind you. one moment everybody would just shriek and you'd think they're there, next moment, activist leaders would start chanting nonconformist rhymes. that sort of stuff. UP. oh man, i love UP. def.

long wait over. they came from the right. i pressed the record button and the phone stored whatever or whoever passed before the lens. i caught my eyes in check before they went blundering over the gorgeous naked bodies in parade. i stared at the ceiling. my thoughts were about how very beautiful the ceiling was. i tried to think of other happy things. i was distracting myself from what was actually occuring there, then. hell, i don't want to see those. not anymore. curiosity quenched last year, remember? move on, get on with your life. forget the trauma. just don't look down. and i didn't. i was a success.

see, i'm clean. i'm not being haunted by horrible images. i know no guilt, i never have, not even since last year. i can at least be proud to say that i never went to see the run with unclean motives. i was there to support APO, great APO, and to bear witness to the bravery the guys branded for a worthy cause. happy 80th anniversary to APO!

MVP awards

me&papa

me&MVP

cr babe 1

cr babe 2

i had fun. (and cash.. heehee)

sometimes the nonstop texting just irritates and bores me. i get too lazy to keep on pressin the keypad. i get too lazy reading the messages sent over again. urrrrggggghhhhh. trust me. ... ... okay don't. that's a stupid idea.

me ~ washroom

me ~ church

malin and miks ~ mbedroom

linda ~ hair-conscious

miks ~ nag-pose pa!

family friends ~ reception hall