Caffeine-Sober

I am going to do the impossible. Well, it’s not really impossible since I’ve done it last year and I’m still alive and kicking. But the withdrawal effects were hell. I am officially laying off caffeine. Yes, I said it. I am temporarily staying away from my happy solvent.

My tremors or shakiness is so apparent that people are already noticing and making fun of it. You cannot make me take pictures or else it’ll be all “Ring”-like. My nervous system’s all messed up from all the caffeine that it’s kinda already bothering me. You see, my average caffeine intakes goes like this: two mugs of coffee in the morning; one cup during first breaks; the occasional cup in the middle; two cups after dinner; and another mug before going to sleep. (Weird, coffee makes me sleepy!) And let’s not forget about my iced tea vice. I substitute iced tea for water. Good thing that I can’t drink that much when I’m in the office, but it’s a whole different story once I’m in the house. Two to three litters of iced tea carries me through the day. Bad, huh?

What can I do? I am that passionate and a sucker for caffeine-based beverages. It’s a good thing I completely stayed away from sodas and I don’t plan on going back to it anytime soon. Like I said, my shakiness is kinda worrying me so I decided to do the right thing. I am caffeine-sober for the past few days and I’m feeling extra okay. That’s good right? Now, I’m just waiting for the after effects of not having this anti-depressant chemical compound in me. May I be okay! (--,)

Crisp and Cool Weather

Wow, I feel like writing. And I don’t have any topic in mind so I’m just gonna let my fingers do all the work and continuously type words even if it doesn’t make any sense at all. The weather is crisp and cool. Here I am, awaken very early, with my two mugs of coffee. You see, due to the nature of my Friday night gimiks, I had to make this deal with Mum. I hafta sleep early the whole week so I could stay up however late I want to on Friday nights-slash-Saturday morning. I started last night and the results are catastrophic. I was in bed by 12:300am and fell (somewhat) unconscious around 2:00. Woke up several times for reasons that I’m really not used to sleeping that early. Damn! Well at least I get to listen to “Good Times with Mo.” Missed those bastards!

The things I will do to enjoy my God-given young life. Hmm…what else? Yeah, I’ve been wanting to catch a movie in theaters. Last time I watched a feature film in the silver screen was February, if I’m not mistaken--the movie was “Cloverfield.” It’s that season once again where the pre-summer movies are being shown to hype the viewers. On my list: “Iron Man,” “Indiana Jones IV: Kingdom of Crystal Skull,” “Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian,” and even the Hollywood version of “My Sassy Girl.” To my lady friends, I’m pretty sure you got your “Sex in the City the Movie” date covered so I won’t bother. Please! Someone take me to the movies.

I’ve watched Disney’s “Hercules” last night and I will say this, and mustn’t repeat it again, it may be the one movie that switches on the waterworks in my system. For some reason (and a corny one at that), that animated feature really hits me. No, I don’t have this hero complex and I’d rather use my brains (hah!) with Herculean tasks. It’s just the combination of my favorite subject ever, which is Greek Mythology (write about this someday, I will), and romance and Disney and the hot Meg, well, *sighs*.

Already 9:30 am and I think NBA’s about to start so I need to wrap this up. I’ve gotta prepare anyways. Thanks for about three minutes of your precious time. Next time I’ll try writing with direction and topic. There’s this thing in me that wants to be written but I just couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Hmm…

Not-so-Memorial-Weekend

Well, I had this 3-day rest day yet again. Only this time, I did not go anywhere. I mean, seriously. I confided and barricaded myself inside the house for more than 60 hours or so. Hence, the Not-so-Memorial weekend. No, I’m not sick nor I’m hiding from someone. It’s just that I’m near broke and I’m kinda saving up for my lavish Friday nightouts. Hehehe.

If not for me picking up my cuz at Makati Sports Club last Saturday night and me hearing mass yesterday afternoon, I would’ve been a bonafide homebody. And I have no qualms whatsoever about that. I’ve always enjoyed just making “tanga” inside the house. Seriously, idle! Not one productive moment whatsoever. I think the only accomplishment I made this weekend is I cleaned out my fone inbox and sent items. That’s it. Can’t even wash my own dishes and clean Charley (it’s raining!) Talk about being a sloth.

Mum said I’m living the good life. Eating hearty meals, having coffee after (I ran out of coffee…oh my god!), sleeping and waking up whenever I want to, and partying till lunchtime the day after. And yes, I totally agree. It’s what I should be doing anyways, right? I mean, who’s gonna stop me? I have two ideas. Then again, I don’t think they’re about to stop me. Probably just icings on cake. Vague right? Yeah, my bestfriend told me that too. So? I was born vague. Hah!

Ooh, something excited happened over the weekend. The world welcomes Elaisha Marielle Abad. Erik and Mitch had finally met their daughter after Mitch’s 18-hour labor. Congratulations, my man! Now we really are “kumpares.” I’m Ninong! Woohoo!

To our beloved Veterans, I give you the Tim-Oh-Tee Two-Hand Salute!
Happy Memorial Day!

The Bedan Watcher

Never really am a fan of advocacies and I’m not about to start now. I just find this so-called “Bedan Blogger” to be interesting. I’m pretty sure he ain’t popular with the Bedan Admin with his “Bedan Conspiracies” and what he writes and his outlook on the current “changes” and “purge” that is happening in our beloved Den nowadays. And he has every right to voice out his opinions through blogs and entries. But knowing the monks that run our school, the sword is mightier than the keyboard on this instance.

I neither support you nor diss you off. But from one blogger to another, I respect what you’re doing. As long as you get your facts right and you’re not trying to besmear our beloved heritage and rich traditions. And I do hope you’re a “pure-blooded” Bedan to add some credibility.

To my fellow Bedans, you might find this an interesting read. Again, I’m not about to support this guy, but it’s always better to know both sides of the story. Click the picture above.

American Idol Season 7

You think after five seasons, I’d be jaded by American Idol season finales. But after pretty boy Seacrest announced “Cook” after “David,” it was freakishly surreal. Like my friend reiterated in his entry (here), the result was totally unexpected. Yes, we we’re all rooting for the winner, but we all made peace that talented and gay Archie will win this season. Think about it, legions of 13-year-old girls all worshiping the young crooner against a laid-back rocker guy. But I am really happy.

In a finale that is laden with some “weird” choice of guests, may I say that the Top 12 this time around were really used up from singing? Talk about performance after performance! They barely have time changing dresses for their next performance. My favorite part I will explain in the next paragraph, but I need to mention “The Pips” show. A CGI video showing Gladys Knight and her “Pips”: Ben Stiller, Jack Black, and Robert Downey Jr. dancing and grooving it up 70’s style. I was really laughing to the verge of spilling my coffee (Yeah, I woke that early that I had time to brew coffee)! And also worth mentioning is Renaldo Lapuz’s “I Am Your Brother” piece together with the University of South Carolina’s cheerleaders and band. At least this time around, the AI gimmick of making rejects perform was actually not annoying. Good sport, man. Seal, Donna Summers, Jonas Brothers (sheesh!), ZZ Top, One Republic, George Michael, and the one I enjoyed among the guests, Bryan Adams, performs. Idol winners, Jordin Sparks and showing what made her the most popular American Idol, Carrie Underwood, were also present and gave great performances.

And for my favorite part of the program: Carly Smithson and Michael John’s duet of “The Letter” by The Box Tops. Ryan said it’s only fitting that they let these two, who went ahead before time, perform together and show the world why I believe that they should be the ones battling it out in the finale. Funny thing about AI Finales, when you see your chosen idol, (usually not in the final two), you just can’t help but feel such a waste of talent. And again, if I may, the finalist are looking mighty fine, especially the ladies. Only Brooke’s a little off, but that’s her magic. Ramiele, Amanda, Syesha (hot!) and (I heart you) Kristy, in their red dress episode, oh yeah! Carly, of course, is the most gorgeous but we’ve already established that. Again, Carly and MJ will always be my Season 7 American Idols (even if they’re both not Americans).

And finally, to the “Idol” this season, congratulations, David Cook. You deserve it. You overcame creepy little girl-fans of Archie Boy and you stayed true to yourself. I think it’s safe to say that you will be remembered as one of the “best idols” that came out top in the finals. Before this season starts the hype was that “this is probably the best batch of idol hopefuls they have ever discovered.” Midway through the season, me, and lots of people doubted that. After it concluded, watching them 12 all being great, I must say that indeed, this batch is one for the history books. Not my favorite batch ever, but one of the best and most talented group of idols to date. American Idol, see you in January!

(--,) Photos from Yahoo! News

There She Goes

There she goes
There she goes again
Racing through my brain
And I just can't contain
This feeling that remains

I’m choosing this song popularized by Sixpence over Nikki Gil’s “Sakayan Ng Jeep.” Hehehe. For the past few months, my commuting experience just got pretty interesting. Every Tuesday, if I don’t go all classic me and actually leave at 11:00 am for office, I get to witness and feel the best part of my day even if it’s just starting. I used to call her “Tuesday Girl” since I get to ride her, I mean, with her on my way to work. Basically, I ride the same tricycle with her and the same jeepney with her. She rides the tricycle which means she lives near my area. Cool!

What makes this girl special? Well, for one thing, she can give Anne Curtis a run for her money. She’s a plainer version of the famous local star, but she’s gorgeous nonetheless. Very hot girl, although the braces thing is kind of a drag and her scent is pretty rather “familiar,” but hey, I ain’t interested in the braces and I’ll survive the coconuts. I’m after the whole package! Mwahaha! I wonder what approach I can take? My wingman says that I should pay for her fare, but methinks that’s too forward? The opportunity will present itself, I’m sure. If only we have the same get-off point. I go down ahead of her so I ain’t really sure where her destination is. I know she’s a student so perhaps, Taft?

I’ve been meaning to write about her but the opportunity never presented itself until this morning. (It’s Wednesday today so I guess she’s not “Tuesday Girl” anymore!) No, I did not meet nor hook up with her. In due time, my friends. It’s just that this morning, I was literally beside her in the tryk, (ooh!) and was in front of her during the jeepney ride. (Creep!)

Anyway, I don’t want to sound like a creep and a psycho, and technically, I ain’t stalking her since public transports are for, well, the public. It’s just total admiration and possible infatuation. Haven’t we all watch movies with this kind of plot? So, it could happen! It could!

PS: My wingman will probably relate to this entry. But I’ma let him tell you guys his version. [Giggles]

What Comes After The Blues

And both seasons of Gossip Girl and One Tree Hill have concluded. And my psycheness and anticipation the whole week “halfly” paid off. Gossip Girl ending was a letdown for me. It made things complicated. Next season “should” be interesting but I’m feeling blah over it.

But One Tree Hill…oh, my god. I’m not gonna recap nor put spoilers. Well, sort of…just these screenshots and quote:

Brooke: Hello?

Peyton: Hello?

Lindsey: Hello?

Lucas: Hey it’s me. Look I’m at the airport and I’ve got two tickets to Las Vegas. Do you wanna get married tonight?

(--,) (--,) (--,)

Who the hell did he call?
Please let it be Brooke! Oh, please be Brooke Davis.

Timtee

Are You Emo?

My Result: Not Emo Enough

We're surprised you're even taking this test, frankly. Don't you have a frat party to go to or something? You're so not emo. Too busy to start up a blog and happy enough that you don't break down in tears every five minutes, you're the kind of go-getter that keeps the world moving and shaking.

You aren't obsessed with rainbows and kittens and the prom or anything, so don't be too hard on yourself. But have you ever considered the emo life? It's so in and easier than you think — all you need is a tight t-shirt from Goodwill, a Sunny Date Real Estate CD, and a little bit of black hair dye and you're good to go. Now start moping!

What are you?
http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=emoogt&c=50652

Decided to start a new blog that is dedicated purely for online quizzes and tests: entertainment, relationships, lifestyle, career, and so on. What gets me by from boredom. So check it out if you feel the same way. (--.)

Mum

Alright, it’s a little late to be writing about this but then again, better late than late, right? My Mum is…well, interesting. I’m very close to her for about 96% of my life here on Earth. Hmm…probably because my Dad was the kind who works hard to provide for his family so he was never really around during my childhood. Eventually caused their separation but that’s another story and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Mum is not your average mother. She was very young when she had me. (About the same age as I am now…that’s why she’s afraid that I might follow her suit! Haha! Yeah, right!) She was that young that I never had any siblings (to my delight, of course. Hey, I get to be the sole heir!) She doesn’t fight crime nor pass laws but she’s cool in her own little ways. Her cousins go to her for advices about parenting, which I find kinda weird because they’re older. But then again, she’s open-minded and gives great guidance (that the elders in my family disapprove of) but most of the time; she’s right on the money.

She could’ve been a doctor, and she was on the path to becoming one. But, lo and behold, I exist. She opted to take care of me rather than pursue this medical career. I, on the other hand, would want her to be in that profession because I know she’s better off saving people’s lives. Yes, I would not be here right now if that happened but she’ll be living her dream. I told her about this and she always tells me that if I weren’t a part of her life, yes, she may be living her dream, but she’ll always have this feeling of empty space inside, and tells me that only motherhood can fill. I don’t buy it. It’s the 21st century, man. Hehehe. And she was the “blacksheep” of the family so when I came out, my grandma praised all the saints and souls in the purgatory that finally her daughter will have some important responsibilities to fulfill.

She was born in the year of the Tiger, which reflects her attitude and disposition. When I was a kid, she’d never scold me but she’ll use a more effective way of disciplining me: silent treatment. Smart, I know. Kids are a sucker for affection and attention so being the naïve idiot that I was, I eventually succumbed to her wishes. It’s all good though. She’s strong and I like it. Even if all of my friends were terrified of her, they respected and looked up to her. That doesn’t apply to certain “girls.” No argument there. I am his unico hijo and she’s just being protective. So, girls, pass your resumes and pray hard because Mum’s a tough HR. Haha!

I have lots of stories about Mum and what I’ve written doesn’t cover all the great things that she had shown me through the years. This doesn’t even count as a tribute because I basically divulged some silly facts about her. But you get my point. I just wanted to write something about her because it was Mother’s Day last Sunday. Love ya, Mum.

Hate & Non-Judging Breakfast Club

Just finished watching pre-season finale episodes of One Tree Hill and Gossip Girl. “Oh, my god” are the only words that I can describe them.

Lucas dropped a bomb on Peyton in the final 30 seconds of the show.

Blair, Chuck, Nate joins forces once again to defend Serena’s honor and defeat the evil Georgina.

Don’t know what I’m talking about? You’ll know soon enough. I just had to write them. They are the two of the best build-up episodes that I have ever viewed. I so cannot wait for their finales next week.

Nate: She’s right, Serena, I mean, none of us are saints.
Blair: [points at Chuck] Yeah, I had sex with him in the back of a limo.
Chuck: Several times.
Nate: I had sex with you, at a wedding while I was her date. [looks at Chuck] Once.
Blair: [looks at Chuck]
Chuck: I’m Chuck Bass!

Photos tv.com and WickedWench

Chinese Catastrophe

Over 12,000 people have died in the recent earthquake scare in the province of Sichuan in China, and almost 18,000 are feared buried from the rubbles and ruins in Mianyang city, which is near the epicenter of the said disaster. A cyclone named Nargis struck Myanmar last week which took over 100,000 lives and destroyed living conditions of Burmese people. Twenty-three were reported dead after a series of tornadoes decided to visit Arkansas and Oklahoma, which is still ongoing as of this moment. Hell literally peeks at South Florida as several of its counties and areas are burning from wildfires. And Boston succumbed to Cleveland from the NBA second round Playoffs last night which makes it 2-2 in the stands. (Hey, that’s devastating news for me).

The news is reporting so much disasters and catastrophe that one can’t help but fear for the human race. Well, not really to the point of the apocalypse but you never know. As I was watching the news, I saw these Chinese volunteers pulling this kid from the ruins of a school and what a sight it was. The kid was alive by the way, but his classmates were not so lucky. Lifeless body parts are hanging from rubbles and signs of life are slowly fading. Even this rare specie of pandas were affected but not to worry, as they’re safe. It’s like a scene taken from one of those big-budgeted Hollywood disaster movies. Tsk tsk tsk…

And here I was thinking I had a bad day. Correction: I had a lethargic day. It’s like 2006 all over again. Don’t care about schedules, don’t care if I’m late, hell, I don’t even care if they sanction me or what; I ain’t doing reports because it was never my responsibility in the first place. Sorry! I know there are people who have bigger problems, massive even, than me. Just needed to get that out of my system.

Let’s all pray for the lives lost and for those who are yet to be saved from these catastrophes. May their families and loved ones find comfort in knowing that they’re okay. And may the Chinese community recover from all of these.

Photo credit: Yahoo! News

Sunday Scribbles XVIII

TV: Boob tube crushes
May 11, 2008

Brooke Penelope Davis

One Tree Hill

Sophia Bush plays the popular, rich, promiscuous head cheerleader in the TV drama One Tree Hill. I love Brooke for obvious reasons. She, I think, is the hottest among my picks and her character and personality completes my “what I look for in a girl” list.

Blair Waldorf
Gossip Girl

She is Kathryn Merteuil on TV and Leighton Meester plays the role perfectly. The reigning Queen B of Manhattan’s Upper East Side, Blair gets what she wants, when she wants it. “B” is the perfect mix of wealth and arrogance, and yet, very difficult to hate her. Hmm…the kind that I wanna bring home to the parents.

Robin Scherbatsky

How I Met Your Mother

Cobie Smulders is the news anchor and sort of anti-hero of my choices. She never wants to have children, she doesn’t want to commit, and she’s enjoying her life the way it should be enjoyed. What a perfect, perfect woman!

Samantha Jane Marquez
Las Vegas

Probably the best reason to watch Las Vegas: Vanessa Marcil plays the self-proclaimed best hostess of a casino in the known free world. Every patron or guy in the show tries to hit on her, who wouldn’t? Yeah, this one’s in, also, for obvious reasons.

Kate Austen
Lost

Evangeline Lilly is one hot survivor and female lead of the hit series Lost. She has this complicated background but then again, so is the show. Based from the flash forwards from the latest season, it made me like her more.

Cameron Phillips
Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles

Summer Glau rocks as the Terminator sent back in time to protect the leader of the human race from the…well, I made an entry about it so just read it there. Cameron is not human and is made from the hardest minerals known to man. But that doesn’t take away the fact that she’s gorgeous and pretty in every way. She may “terminate” me any time.

Sarah Walker
Chuck

CIA Agent Walker is portrayed by a relatively newcomer Aussie actress, Yvonne Strahovski. From all of the characters that I’ve adored since 90210, Sarah Walker is the “One.” For some reason, I fell in love with her probably because she fell for the unexpected, which never happens in real life. Hehehe. Anyway, I’m excited to see if Chuck and Sarah’s “relationship” progresses and hope it does.

Hmm…great topic, Keem. We all have our shares of our literary character ideals. Too bad, I can’t seem to find the words to make explain further why I chose these girls. But all in all, they are my fictional love interests and the subject of my dreams.

**Sigh**, click the logo!
Added treat: Top 10 Most Desirable Female Characters on TV

Go Celts!!!

Well, it’s the second round of NBA Playoffs and I just wanted everyone to know that I am rooting for the Boston Celtics!!! Go Celts!

This is going to be the year that the Boston Dynasty starts all over again! If only them cable sports channel continued to televise live games, then it would be perfect. But anyway, won’t write much; I prefer to enjoy the game by watching it. Hopefully, the Los Angeles Lakers tops the West so it would be a classic and historic rivalry come Finals. Super excited! Better bring out my green shirts and those four-leaf clovers.

A Quite Perfect Sunday

I just had one of the bestest Sundays ever, and I was at the office. Now, that’s a feat. Yes, it’s a Sunday and I had to report to office today. A colleague requested to swap schedules with me so she could have her vacation, which is fine by me because it’s my turn to have a long weekend next week. Anyway, nothing really jump-0ut-of-your-seat moments, it’s just that I enjoyed the day.

Well, I woke up very early to hear mass and it’s been a while since I went to mass on a Sunday morning. We usually hear mass after lunch or night time because I don’t like waking early on first day of the week. Sundays are supposed to be a day of rest. Even God decided to take a breather on this glorious day. So usually I gain consciousness when its time for our weekly brunch, but I wasn’t able to join the family today (sigh). The mass ended at 11:30, which means I only had 30 minutes to make it to office as my shift starts at 12 noon.

For some reason, I made it on time. I love Sundays. No traffic and stupid pedestrians. Yay! I parked at the side of our building, which is usually pointless as they will tow it at the stroke of 5:00 pm on weekdays, but since it’s a Sunday, it’s all good. I even had a small talk with the MAPSA guy. He’s inquiring about BPOs. Told him that if ever he’s interested to tell me so that I may refer him. Nyaha.

What really made my day is the fact that I was freaking alone in the office. No need to dress up and I can wear my Havs to work. On Sundays, only one supervisor is present and she’s one of them nice ones, so no problem at all. She leaves at 6:00 pm so I have the whole floor to myself. I was really productive today and even finished a two-hour video of our most hated client ever: board meetings. Yeah, I did it all by myself. Hah! Maybe because no one bothered me the whole time and no pressure at all from “The Corporation.” It is so harmonious and peaceful when they are not within reach.

Of course, I can’t end my day without my nightly ritual: hanging out with a friend for a short coffee break, which, well, may be considered as the highlight of my day. Heehee. And as cherry on my icing, Mum prepared steaks for dinner with gravy and potatoes. Gaaahh! Such a nice, nice Sunday. I just made a big deal out of pointless and bummer topic. And yet you read it through and through. (--,)

Sunday Scribbles XVII

MUSIC: Favorite lines from songs (and why).
May 4, 2008

If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,
You'll be glad to know that my demands are small.
Say it's me that you'll adore,
For now and evermore
That's all, That's all.
- That’s All by Nat King Cole
My "bola," I mean, wooing song.

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
- Creep by Radiohead
Yeah, I ain't a creep.

I'm not an actor I'm not a star
and I don't even have my own car
But I'm hoping so much you'll stay
that you will love me anyway
- The Actor by Michael Learns To Rock
Haha..I had a matinee idol "karibal."

If you should ever change your mind
I'll be there just call my name
Until then I'll be playing the waiting game
- Waiting Game by Swing Out Sister
Yep, been waiting for five years now.

I'm ready this time
I know that I'm no longer undecided
Don't wanna be a fool wondering
What might have been
- What Might Have Been by Lou Pardini
I want a certain someone to dedicate this to me.

I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
- Sugar We’re Going Down by Fall Out Boy
I just find the lines cool. (--,)

I still don't have the reason
And you don't have the time
And it really makes me wonder
If I ever gave a fuck about you
- Makes Me Wonder by Maroon 5
My theme song when I broke up with the ex.

I always said that I would make mistakes,
I'm only human, and that’s my saving grace,
I fall as hard as I try
So don't be blinded
See me as I really am, I have flaws and sometimes I even sin,
so pull me from that pedestal,
I don't belong there.
- Halo by Haley James Scott
What I felt when I broke up with the ex.

No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Seems you're the only one who knows
What it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst I'm best with you, yeah
- I’ll Be There For You by The Rembrandts
My "barkada" song.

I'm not looking for someone to talk to
I've got my friends, I'm more than O.K.
I've got more than a boy could wish for
I live my dreams but it's not all they say
- All The Love In The World by The Corrs
Such dreamy lyrics.

Well, basically, these words/lyrics tell my story. They’re included in the soundtrack of my life. I tried my best to make a tale by putting them in order but it just doesn’t work. Hehehe. But I’m sure you’ll get an idea on what my point is. I have lots more favorite lyrics from several cool songs and these are just some that I remember. This topic could go on and on so props to Kim. Good one!

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Godspeed, "Sisig Queen"

Alright! I just found out about this and I was really affected by this news. Lucia Cunanan, the mother of the most popular native appetizer that everyone enjoys, Sisig, was murdered!!!

Mum went on a road trip to Pampanga with her old colleagues to visit one of my titas. So, obviously, she asked me what I wanted for “pasalubong” and I immediately replied, “Sisig!” Pamps is known for their sisig and no one cooks them better than those Kapampangans. My buddies and I, literally, drive all the way to Angeles City just to eat at the riles, or tracks, where carinderias with sisig as their specialty are side by side. No one beats Aling Lucing’s though. We seriously go there just to eat with just the shirts on our bodies and some liters of sodas so that we can go bottomless.

I was really excited to go home tonight because I know there’s a piping hot plate of sisig with my name of it. Imagine my surprise when instead of a platter of the famous dish, Mum brought home imported goodies from Duty Free and a box of Krispy Kremes. (Not complaining, mind you). Been a while since I went shopping at Duty Free and I missed stateside products. I got Kool Aid, SPAM, chocolates, “lampas singkwenta pesos na tsitsirya,” coffee, and other cool stuff. But still, where’s my sisig?

Imagine my surprise when Mum said that it’s useless to buy sisig now since Aling Lucing’s already dead. I was like, “Oh, old age finally caught up with her, huh.” Only to find out that she was slain, murdered, stabbed 10 freaking times. Mum said it was all over the news, but being the caveman that I am, count on me to hear about it after a month has passed. And to think, the whole of Pampanga is grieving for this tragedy.

This sucks! That lady is a legend. She pioneered and invented a dish that stole the hearts, not only of Filipinos, but of people from all over the world. “Sisig” is one of the best concoctions ever discovered and that’s saying something, on my part, since I’m not really into native dishes. Whoever killed her, may you burn in hell. You took away a legend and the sisig industry will never be the same again.

Of Factions & Retroactives

Back in the ‘90s, factions were a big hit in the wrestling world. Two prominent groups were those of Vince McMahon’s The Corporation and D-Generation X, the resident troublemakers. There came a point where these two stables were feuding with each other, often, with humorous banters and of course, scripted violence. What’s the deal? Well, nothing really. It’s just that this is what I’m feeling and seeing with everything right now. Well, you got “The Corporation,” which of course is headed by the higher people and their minions. They are strong and probably invincible, but then again, there’s still…us.

I can’t say that we’re D-X since we don’t really resort to troublemaking and property damage when retribution is required. I think “The Hart Foundation” is more appropriate since we, what’s left of us, treat each other as family. Bottom line: the whole thing is split into two factions and it’s just cool to imagine epical sequences and suggestions of what’s really a boring situation. Gots to recruit some heroes and heroines now for the sake of this never-ending battle between good and evil.

What else? Ah, yes. No physical evidence that I’ve been through three getaways. Sure I have hundreds of images but not a hint of tanned skin that should serve as my proof. Which reminds me, I haven’t written my Mean Boys Getaway review yet. Too much idleness is tiring.

Lost, Gossip Girl, and One Tree Hill are back after their respective season breaks. So, yet again, I’m feeling all independent from Lost; jerk-y in a sense because of Gossip Girl; and daydreaming romance due to Tree Hill’s characters. Sheesh.

Ooh, this one’s important: I am feeling screwed. Those pieces of white paper with words “Congratulations, you are a lucky winner of [amount here] because you’re such an asset…” were handed out and I did not get one. The retroactive salary adjustment mania just took place and lots of us didn’t even get to experience it. It’s never about the money, but a little recognition wouldn’t hurt either.

Abdel met this chic online who’s giving us invites to the hottest spots and events in town. I am not the type who misses out on these opportunities. Too bad I’m feeling a bit under the weather or else I ain’t writing right now but rather hooking up with a hot one, (it could happen!) Next week, I swear. We shall go clubbing.

And lastly, like what Eunice said, “Go for the Silver.” It’s back and I’m okay with it.

There you go. I have so much things in my mind that I just had to share/bum you guys out. I have lots more but since I need my rest (I’m sick) they’ll just hafta wait…