Stressful Sloth in September

My apologies to the three to five people who actually passes by and checks out my writings. I know I haven’t been posting anything lately and there’s a perfectly good explanation for that. I’m busy. Would you believe, me, busy? Of course not. I don’t consider myself to be one. But apparently, I am. Like I said, this month’s going to be more or less time-consuming as this has always been my busiest month of the year, more stressful actually than the Holiday season.

Cool right? Must be party 24/7, huh? Wrong. Refer to my last entry, I haven’t been attending any. Like some ugly destiny has been playing tricks on my social being. No worries, for every negativity, there is always an equal and opposite reaction. Sir Newton must’ve have been thinking about Fall TV shows when he came up with that law. Yes, yes. Each and every show that I was waiting for delivered on their premieres, and some, even exceeded expectations. And that, my friends, is another reason behind my busyness. Currently, I’m following 10 shows and another favorite of mine starts this coming Monday. Six out of 10 of those shows are aired on Mondays in the U.S. which translates to Tuesdays here in my side of the world. A friend wrote something about how he loves his Tuesdays. I’ll probably write one too, but I’ll wait until every show I follow premiered so I can give my complete two-cents worth.

And me reading a book series doesn’t help at all with my writing duties. Nevertheless, I’m enjoying it all. (--,)

Drawing

As far as I can remember, I have not desecrated any divine places or important shrines. So, why are my plans not going the way they’re supposed to be? In fact, they’re not going anywhere at all. Two times this week I was invited, and twice I was left hanging…alone! I hate it when plans do not push through. All the excitements you feel and investments you put as time passes by towards that moment, and then they cancel--no, cancellation would be polite; not saying if it did push through and they just decided they didn’t want you after all is just cruel. Maybe that’s not how it went down, I’m just over-reacting. Then again, who wouldn’t resort to disappointment and frustration? Well, why should I apologize for feeling that way? I was the one who got the short end of both sticks, right?

Like I said, September should be interesting. And it is. I just didn’t see it being all negatively interesting! No more “plans” for me, at least, for the mean time. I am so used to the word “umm,” excuses, and changes of thought; I’d pass out if someone agrees with me. Why do they have to be so elusive? And, seriously, why do I even bother?

Happy Birthday Bes!

To my beloved Bes…

A Happy Birthday to you!

May we celebrate it this time around…
God bless and take good care of yourself!
Much love (--,)

Kelly's Baby's Father

Okay. So here’s the spoiler. As you know, I am a self-confessed TV show buff, geek, aficionado or whatever the hell sounds cooler than fan. Haven’t really written any review of this new spin off (wow…“new spin off”) of the 90210 franchise: 90210 (yes, let’s not make it complicated). But due to the nature of this scene and the characters involved…something like this, I just cannot let it pass. Once you get pass the “Jennie Garth and Shannen Doherty acting like everything is A-okay after all those years they said it wasn’t,” you’ll feel the nostalgia and begin to reminisce about the good ol’ 90’s. Especially if their conversation in this clip involves divulging who the father of Kelly Taylor’s baby is (again, yes, Kelly produced an offspring, like no 20+ year old saw that coming). Seriously, I was close to hyperventilating upon watching the clip. Laugh now, but with my Ninang dreaming to eat at the Peach Pit back then, it made me realize, I was actually a fan of the original installment without even knowing it! And even if I didn’t agree with how the writers think and went with, hey, bringing him back would definitely put this show on the top. Just ask my lady friends! Sheesh! How I wish that the characters of Brenda Walsh and Kelly Taylor are the frontliners of 90210, not just hyped-up cameos. Drop the new kids (except Silver…I ♥ Silver **new crush alert**) and bring back the original crew.

And just because, I would go far as to say that...
I PREFER 90210 OVER GOSSIP GIRL!
My heading says it all
And that’s saying a lot! ♥

90210 = Love

Face Your Manga

For at least a month I was looking for this site online that cartoonizes one’s self into an anime-like character. Lots of people are using their animated self as profile images or primary photos ever since Yahoo! launched their Yahoo! Avatars, but what I’ve been seeing for the past few weeks really made me curious on where did these people get their online caricatures. Then comes Ton. “Face Your Manga,” he said when I asked out loud where, where, where! Hah! Finally. I made two versions of myself.

The second one I like better.
Somehow though, I’m not sure if they’re me. Catch my drift? Haha!

Of Epical Storms & Heartburns

Trinoma to shop, Greenhills to look for a particular present, Gilmore to get my camera fixed, Quiapo for obvious reasons, Robinson’s Place Ermita just because I haven’t been there for ages…these are my supposed to be itineraries for today, Monday. Yes, I know it’s impractical to fit all of these in one day, so I didn’t. I decided that Trinoma’s my best bet as it will carry all the things that I wanted to do on a Monday. Okay. I accomplished nothing. Figures.

But I did stick to my Trinoma plan. I decided to park my car first so that I’d save gas and parking fees, and riding MRT will get me there 30 minutes tops. Somewhere along the way, I met Edward. I invited him to accompany me and he agreed. Upon reaching the MRT station, I changed my mind and opted to just stay where we are: the undying Glorietta mall!

Three things I needed to accomplish today: 1. Buy present for Mum 2. Buy Eclipse paperback 3. Buy preppy cardigan. And, as expected, na-da on the whole agenda thing. My gift ideas suck, paperbacks are out of stock, and they no longer carry the cardigan that I want. It’s not like it took me that long to decide that I want that sweater. Is three months really that long? Haha. So, for safety purposes, I just bought the last book of the series even if I will not be able to read it yet. At least, I have the final book when the time comes.

And then, the ridiculous Armageddon-like rain struck Makati. Thousands of people are evidently stranded and one can actually see flash floods in the streets of the city. Scary, actually. I met Mum and titas at this Chinese resto as we wait for the rain and flood to settle. On the way home, Mum had an episode while I was cruising pass Magallanes, so we decided to stop by Shell Magallanes so she could recover. She started chilling and chattering and she felt kinda numb all over. Oh, man. I’m always calm on situations like this but her stubbornness doesn’t help at all. Good thing she had the affability to call my uncles and aunts for help. Upon their arrival, we decided its best to just rush her to a hospital, Makati Med, and we did. The result: heartburn and GERD. Tsk tsk tsk. Mainly because of stress, fatigue, and anxiety. Just goes to show how hard-headed she really is. Now it’s prohibition on almost 95% of all food. Oh, and this stupid doctor that we had to see because it’s a Sunday, prescribed her some meds that were in conflict with her heart condition and what she’ currently taking for it. Add that to the result and you get off to the hospital you go.

Anyway, everything’s fine. Next Monday, I’ll probably just stay home and just be boring. I could do without the epical storms and health hazards. Haysh. My rest day suddenly became a very st--rest--ful day. Maybe the Blessed Virgin is trying to tell me something. It was her birthday, by the way.

Eh P****** Mo Pala Eh!!!

Okay. So the first week of my favorite month didn’t go as I perceived it to be, but, it was as I expected. I’ve been saying it over and over again…this month is always memorable to me. And what a way to start it with me almost reaching boiling point.

This entire wrath that I am currently feeling is due to some pointless and stupid reason that concerns work. I hate being angry because I believe nothing good comes out of furiousness. It’s not like things will change in an instant when steam comes out of my body. But still, one can’t help but think bad thoughts towards the situation.

We are not kids who need looking after. Sure, we have had our share of uncalled for moments and untrustworthy-ness, but treating us like morons will only give you futile results. We’ll probably live up to your impression that we are stupid just to annoy you more. And taking away my “powers” doesn’t change anything. You think you’ll be able to take over the “coven” now that I’m no longer in some control. Think again, bastard!

Okay, at the risk of sounding like a fool, I’m just letting it go. Fine. They can have it their way. I don’t think the notion is deliberate anyways. It just so happens that I was affected and I let myself be affected. Right. I don’t care…that much. All I wanted from the very beginning is that they let me do what I do best, in peace. Just don’t expect Christmas cards from me!

I swear, any minute now, few more pushes and irritations, I’ll be needing hospital care. I feel my blood pressure rising and my arteries contracting. No kidding. Heart attack at its finest. Sheesh. I hope the coming week is better, but I doubt it will be. I’m flipping all of you off in my imagination. Good night!

And as cherry to this hot tamale that is my week, here’s a situation I was in last Friday. Setting: Elevator from top floor.
Cast: Jasper, Jacob and Edward, and some random new hire.

Jasper: Nag-Oktoberfest kaya si Eunice? Mag-isa lang sya if ever.
Edward: Ah bakit, ngayon ba yun Oktoberfest?
Jasper: Yeah! Stupid nga eh, di ba? Tinawag mo pang Oktoberfest tapos sisimulan mo ng September.
Random Douche: Did you know that Oktoberfest starts in September in Germany?
Jasper: (In an irritated tone) What?!
Random Douche: Did you know that Oktoberfest starts in September in Germany?
Jasper: (In my mind, Eh p***** mo pala eh! Kinakausap ka ba namin?) Ah, right!
Edward: …
[People in elevator giggles nonstop]
END

Ode to September Borns 2008

Celebrate good times, come on! Like I said in my previous entry, September is supposed to be the most expensive month for dear old me. For the simple reason of the seemingly Bingo blackout-like calendar of mine--40 people I know celebrates the day they were born in this month. Anyway, here’s another “ode” blog to my beloved Virgoes and Librans. But, unlike the lengthy one last year, I’ve decided to compile pictures of them into a mosaic. Of course, I don’t have pictures of all of them available so we’ll have to settle for 28. Hah! Hmm…25 days out of 30. Still the same last year. I’ve added extra celebrants but still missing those five days. Nevertheless, let’s party!

(From L-R) Mom, Bes, Colo, Jairus
Lola Des, Lola Reggie, Ranz, Tita Wella
Leng, Cent, Paula, Baby Nicole
Ira, Anton, Carmi, Crish
Carl, Honee, Patty, Gimaru
Monette, Rubs, Rob, Daizie
Jai, Rosie, Norell, Kat

Happy Happy Birthday to all!!!

Not in picture: Lolo Teban (+), Tits (+), Chester,
Tita Baby, Tita Ellie, Tam, Winona, Tita Amel, Ms. Eloi,
Kuya Artson, Tita Leda, Tita Norie, Tita Teyette, Ire, Prof. Neil

Have a good one guys and gals. Cheers! (--,)