four smiles

i'm happy that i made four people smile last night.

i was so excited to go home yesterday to give bunso my surprise pasalubong: yeng constantino's album. he was a big fan of pinoy dream academy, and yeng has been his favorite. with smiling eyes and his cutest dimples surfacing his cheeks, he gave me a hug and thank me. he's been consistently asking and reminding me to buy that cd for two months. and the cd was not yet released then. i said that once the cd's out, i'll buy him a copy. kaya ayun, mas ganado siyang gumawa ng assignment nya kagabi habang pinapakinggan yung cd.

my parents were relieved when i handed then the conversion fee yesterday. they were surprised that it was more than we've expected. "...ang bait talaga ni Lord" my mom said smiling, then gave me a tight hug. my parents said that it was such a perfect timing since they are planning to join the conference in baguio next week. i was glad to see my dad so excited about it since it will be his first time in baguio.

i also bought bamboo's new album for zaide. i know he's been saving up money to buy the cd but his school projects and other school fees gets in the way. he really is a big fan of the band. we haven't been able to talk since he's busy (and quite stressed) with his thesis. he woke up early this morning to continue working, but he greeted me good morning and thank me for the cd :)

daig ko pa ang kumain ng limang hershey's chocolate bar! :D

dharma's world domination

it's funny how sometimes i have a lot of things i want to write down but when i'm starting my entry, everything goes away. the fact that this is an extension of who i am that it frustrates me sometimes. a friend told me that maybe i am bottling up a lot of things, that's why i find it hard to sometimes write the things i want to say. maybe i am.

i'm currenly listening to Launchcast's Big Hits of the 90's playlist over YM. i've been tuned in since last week. it's really nice to listen to songs that i grew up with. it reminds me of my late elementary and highschool days where these songs became my salvation from puberty hell. i tried switching playlist once in a while, but i just can't get enough of the '90's.

oh i changed my header yet again. it's back to dharma mode, a better one. and speaking of the band that i hugely adore, up dharma down will conquer HongKong! *teary eyed* i'm just so proud that i am supporting this band. this is definitely it, the start of up dharma down's world domination!!!! yeeeehaaaa!!!

here's the details of that tour from the band's livejournal:


Date Saturday, March 3
Time: Doors open at 9pm.
Show Starts: 10pm.

Venue: Fringe Gallery and Economist Gallery, The Fringe Club, 2 Lower Albert Road, Central.

Tickets: $100 available in advance from The Fringe Club and $150 on the door.




so if you have friends, relatives, penpals, chatmates or whathaveyou's in HongKong, i recommend you inform them about this gig. this is really a must see!

tala-arawan

i scanned my past livejournal entries yesterday. and i noticed that all i talk about then was hale. every entry had either the boy's or the band's name. i'm not saying that it's bad though. the good thing about keeping a journal, or blogging for that matter, is realizing how you've changed a lot over the past years. too bad my first blog was hacked so i was forced to request for its cancellation. it was a two-year record of my life in GMA. of course, most of it was gloomy, but still it's nice to look back to all the learnings, the experiences...

so now i am maintaining two blogs, but i write most of my thoughts here. i'm still keeping my livejournal account to keep track on some of my friends' happenings. i remember when almost all of my haler friends were so active in blogging. they update the entries almost everyday. but i guess now everybody is busy with more important things like studies and their carreers. all time left for blogging is to share their rants or their raves about an exam or an important trip. unlike before; even the sabaw things, or just to give a one-liner shout-out to everyone-- they will write in their blogs.

i also have some friends who transferred from one blog host to another, like it was a part of their evolution not to write their thoughts from their 3-year-old blog and decided to write to a new blog instead as a part of a new beggining.

blogging is life. many made friends through blog hopping. while some end up being bashed. but all the same, we love this art called blogging. it's the best thing ever invented online because anyone can have an avenue where whatever you say can be heard/read by one or a million. it can change lives. it can ruin lives. but what the heck.

bokbok and doobidoo

*added a few blog tweaks.

don't you just hate it when you leave the office so early (around 5pm in my case) and still end up reaching home so late?! that's 9pm for me. four hours! well, technically, i'm in rizal after two and a half hours of travel. i was happy to arrive so early and was expecting to be home by then. but there was a mix up so i had to wait for another one and a half hours! that's a whole movie!

well at least i got home safe and got to talk to bokbok, the new member of our family. it really brings a smile on our faces whenever bokbok and doobidoo greet us at the gate jumping and wagging their tails. nakakawala ng pagod. sometimes we miss fluffy because he's the one who does that before. all of us just end up exchanging looks and draw smiles when we remember fluffy because of our new "doglets", as my mom calls them. nakakatuwa yung itsura nilang dalawa tuwing umaga sa labas ng bintana habang nag-iintay sila na may magising sa amin. and they already know what time we get up every morning. sa may bintana sila nag hihintay. pailing-iling na parang dalawang batang may gustong sabihin sa amin. and once my mom shouts "good morning!", they jump, wag their tails and bark non-stop until we let them in. nag-bibidahan pa sila para mag pa buhat sa aming lahat! my dad is their chief boss, because he's the one who stays at home most of the time. and i like it whenever my dad has this kulit stories about bokbok and doobi like how they scavenge through our shoe rack to find socks, our socks, to nibble on. kaya pala nawawala ang isa kong medyas kanina! :)

ano kaya ang kwento ni papa mamaya? :)

fickle

i changed my layout yet again today. my previous one needs a little tweak.

i went to ino's first birthday party yesterday and had the chance to see my manila east watch family. most of them said that i was taller and teasingly complimented that i was "prettier" (naks!)

with cj and birthday boy ino

there was a puppet show. some of the kids enjoyed it, some of them were scared, while others tip-toed to see the puppeteers. it was great to see sir richard again last night. i was surprised that he also got the alledged e-mail from my hacker. i informed him that i did not write that e-mail. i wanted to leave earlier because i cannot stop sneezing. i don't know why i started sneezing. well, the cold bug loves me. 6pm became 8pm.

to much to say. but i have to work now...

new layout / boy meets girl

i was inspired to dharma-fied (well it's not really a word, haha!) my layout because of last night's gig in rockwell.

it was surreal.

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edited 12noon

i saw this video in yahoo. aliw! i remember those times i've had the same good feeling whenever i walk in a crowded street and some cute guy levels my pace as i walk, then meet him again somewhere, then we'll exchange hey-it's-you-again stares that end up with a smile. nakoooo! effect nga naman ng balentayms! *shrugs

i'm soooo going!

dear scarlet

i dreamed about you last night. it was a nightmare. i can't believe that i still am having nightmares about you. it's has been almost two years, and yet i still can hear your voice clearly. the fact that i saw you on tv last sunday and i visited your friendster page might have triggered the nightmare. you really are back. i never really had the chance to really tell you how i felt then. or maybe if i did, you will not even give me a chance. you will throw cuss words loudly if i attempted to begin. you we're always like that. and i pity you.

you called me names then. that i was a lier, i was insecure, i'm lazy, i'll never have real friends, and i'm better of somewhere else. and it wounded me. because of just one tiny lousy incident about your precious bed sheet and your old rusty rice cooker. yes, i admit it, it was my fault. i remember apologizing about it for how many times then, but you wouldn't hear of it. you were just too god-damn proud. you probably figured it out during those five-so-so months that we shared the same roof that i was bullied before and it was my first time living outside home. oho! silly me, i did share that fact with you during out first week together over dinner. that's why you always shout and you always give me nasty looks. i can't remember the time you talked to me in a calm, endearing voice. bitterness runs through your veins.

maybe you'll figure out by now that i visited your friendster profile. and it still amazes me that you are so proud that you make other people's lives miserable. that it adds to your ego that other people are scared or hurt. you did made mine hazy. you did. and even if i tell it to your face, i know it will mean nothing.

one thing that's really hurt me is that my friends that i loved chose you over me. they worshipped you and ignored me. they betrayed me.

you know what, if ever we'll cross path again, i'll do the thing that i did last night in my dream (or nightmare). i'll be ecstatic to see you. i'll say hi and even hug you tight. i'll do that with a big smile on my face. i'll even share to you that i am trully happy now and found new friends. and you'll realize that not all people are always scared of you. maybe it will tone down your bitterness towards me, as well as your swelling ego.

but of course i might be a bit hesitated, 'cause in my dream you said that if i'll step further, you'll hunt me down and kill me. nevertheless, it really is worth the try.

over and over and over again

i was the earliest to arrive today yet again. i always leave home around 5am together with my mom. my dad said that my mom is officially in for the job. maybe i was shocked or that i don't really know how or what to feel about that news. i'm supposed to be happy right? well, i am. maybe it's just the fact that i still see sadness in her eyes that it breaks my heart.

well enough of that sad stuff. let me share with you my weekend.

as usual, i stayed home and bummed around and watched three movies randomly. i was actually thinking of asking for my aunt's new dvds but i realized that there are some movies that i haven't seen from my library (naks, library!). the first one was dirty dancing. there's just something about movies with these big dance productions that makes me want to watch it over and over and over. well, i've seen dirty dancing once, and i was like 10 years old that time so i don't really remember how the story went, hehe. my one comment about the film is that it lacks that WOW in it. the only part i liked was the big production at the end where they danced to "Time of My Life". the choreography was really simple. no complicated steps whatsoever. plus patrick sawayze is too buffed for a dancer. i googled the song to refresh you

i was having quite of a nostalgia so i continued my marathon to sleepless in seattle. meg ryan and tom hanks. of course i saw this movie before, but i was too darn young to digest the story. i remember my mom sharing that she cried after watching the film. and so did i. good thing i was watching it alone, or else everyone will find it weird that i was crying over a meg ryan film, hehe. sleepless in seattle was really a feel-good movie and makes you want to hug someone after watching it :) and this is one of those films that can make you believe that soulmates do exist. by just hearing the sound of the person's voice or by just holding the person's hand for the first time... as tom hank's line from the film said

I knew it the first time I touched her. It was like coming home...

is it me or is it just february? since i'm still kinda bitin from my movie marathon, qtv had t h e remedy last night. they aired my best friend's wedding for their sunday movie greats show . i saw the plug of the film earlier yesterday so i told my mom if we can watch it while she was ironing our clothes. falling in love with your bestfriend. too cliche but it does happen. my mom and dad were bestfriends. rey and his wife were bestfriends. the list never ends. but of course not all plots like that ends in a happy note. some of it ends in regret like julia's character. she was in love with his bestfriend for the longest time. but she failed to tell him on time that he found the love of his life. most of you knows this film by heart since this was one of the most popular julia roberts film. that was my fourth time seeing the film, but what the heck, i'm a sucker for these kinds of stories.

emo rocker's birthday

Happy Birthday WaWa!!!!

hope to see you soon. manlibre ka naman huy. hehehe! miss na kita :)

emo rockstar and pretty girl

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHAMPOY AND CECIL!!!

i miss you two to bits... *mahigpit na mahigpit na birthday yakap*

warming up

i have a lot of things to do today. i even have a deadline at 3pm. but i don't want to think about it. nakakapagod lang. this will serve as my warm up since i'll be writing a whole lot of stuff today.

seven months. i've been in this adorable little space in makati. this may not be the most action-packed job i've had, but this is where i am most satisfied. i remember saying that i will never enjoy an office environment since you'll be stuck in a room the whole day, which is kinda' boring in my perspective. i'm used to going to places and meeting a lot of people and writing about them. yeah, i miss it sometimes. but never did i imagine that i'll be meeting a lot of interesting people here.

plus they genuinely treat you well.

seven months have i also been a commuter (and will always be and i learned to love it). my usual routine is riding an fx taxi from binangonan to ortigas, riding an mrt from shaw station to ayala and riding a jeepney from shel maya to pbcom tower plus 5 to 10 minutes walks in between. tedious. but rewarding. i encounter interesting and not so interesting people while taking those public transport every single day. some sing too loud, some give you aloof stares. some make my day and some break it. if only i can talk to these people even for just a minute to have a glimpse of who they are. of course i can't do that now. i might look nosy.

i miss my friends a lot. i never get to see that often for the past seven months since i got busy with learning a lot of stuff and coping with the people here which is a good thing. coping is a gift. and people who does definitely deserves it . coping is earned. and the fruits are oh so good that it brings a smile to my face everyday.

i clicked the frame maker. that's my cue...

it's about time dan.

this may have been making media stir nowadays but i think it's about time for Dan to escape from Harry Potter's shadow. i got these from wawawawawerz's blog...

this image might be a little disturbing for kids and teens who were accustomed seeing him wearing a cloak. but he's an actor. he needs to grow. i watched a clip from abc news a while ago saying that this is too much. and visiting his website, i think the moderator got the most number of responses on his inbox when he posted these pictures.

this is for a theatre play. and i trully respect an actor from film or tv who tries their luck in theatre. it may cause a media stir for this one but all i can say is goodluck to you Dan!