Takaw Mata

You know that feeling when you see something so yummy-looking and you just wanna eat it all up but halfway through you realize you can’t really finish the entire thing but you still go at it kasi it is being continuously offered to you and sayang naman?

Haaayyyy! Bakit kasi ang sarap mong tignan?

Trainspotting

No I’m not gonna write about that druggie movie which most of you might have already seen. It just so happens that the guy who prefers his coffee with arsenic (click this link) has invited me to give my reaction on a French short film entitled, “J’Attendrai Le Suivant” or in English, “I’ll Wait for the Next One”, which incidentally takes place in a train. Since ‘reacting’ to just about anything is a natural predilection of mine, I can sure sink my teeth into this one.

As I’ve mentioned earlier, the film takes place inside a train (a metro train for that matter) when a man calls the attention of his fellow passengers and delivers quite an interesting discourse on his being “single” and how he’d like to change that status. This scene reminded me a bit of those bus preachers that we have here in the Philippines who, after quoting a few verses from the Bible, will ask for “love offerings”. I never realized until the end of the film how accurate that comparison is. Anyways, the guy’s discourse pretty much summarizes in a rather simplistic way that one basic human need — to forge an intimate connection with other human beings in whatever way we can. The guy, who is addressing the single women in the train, knows what words to use and what emotions to invoke to get the reaction he wants from at least one single female in the train and he was successful at it. It’s pretty funny to note that the entire film sort of reminded me, yet again, of a common situation that a lot of women are getting themselves into, albeit figuratively. Guy meets girl. Guy woos girl by saying the right things. Girl falls for guy. Girl finds out that it was all a sham.

I don’t know anything about filmmaking but I do know what I like. I like this film’s simple yet clever storyline which tackles a concept that anyone can relate to. I also like the sound editing and the musical scoring. I like how it was aptly shot in a train where we often sit or stand close to strangers without really connecting with them which calls to mind how we can be alone in a crowded place. And most importantly, I definitely love the ending which is the one thing that actually makes this film so clever and brilliant.

Here’s the film…

Gani, thanks for the invitation, by the way.

Chillaxin’

After Singapore, I haven’t gone on a real vacation yet. Not the beach or any of them summer places because I’m always working. But I did get a super itsie-bitsie, mini vacay yesterday and today and I spent it on the sixteenth floor of a residential building somewhere in the Metro, thanks to this guy…

I know it’s a pretty unusual vacation spot but hey, I’ll take what I can get. Especially if someone has already arranged it…

You’d probably be able to guess where I am from the pics…

Look at the smog! Hehe!

I also got to peruse this giant TV. It’s an awesome TV, yeah, but everyone in it looks fat. Hyuk! Hyuk! Hyuk! Too wide, I guess…

And where am I amidst all these? Busy being a couch potato. I reckon I even look like a potato…

I know this “vacay” is quite uneventful and would not even qualify as a vacation in the real sense of the word but it sure felt like one to me.

Oh and while in the Metro, I finally got a copy of Gadgets Mag’s May issue. This issue is quite special co’z it’s my friend Chad’s first official issue as a member of Gadgets Mag’s Creative Team. Big congrats Chad!

Here’s one shot in the issue that Chad styled. It’s of the band, Bamboo…

And here’s one shot that he “pimped up”…

I hope you guys will go get a copy… Big thanks if you will.

Tihaya Tapos Tuwad

Wala naman, natawa lang ako…

Kasi yung ‘tiyaya’ na ilang beses nang napagkamalang ‘tihaya’ e katabi nung ‘tuwad’. Ano pa ba ang kulang na posisyon dyan?

Oo natatawa ako sa mga walang kwentang bagay. At nanonood ako ng “Lobo”. Mahal ko rin si Piolo.

Oh, and I also saw this sign in the middle of McArthur Highway almost two weeks ago on my way home from Manila: CONSTRUCTION GOING ON. THANK YOU FOR THE INCONVENIENCE.

Boom Tiyaya!

I am at peace with the universe…

At peace with the people around me…

At peace with my loved ones…

At peace with myself…

And finally at peace with those friends I’ve had misunderstandings with in the past. Yeah!

I love ‘em all!

I love the mountain (but I’m not lesbian, mind you), I love the fisherman (uhmmm I dunno why), I love the moonlight (and I forgot the rest of the lyrics here)…

Boom Tiyaya! Boom Tiyaya! Boom Yeah! Yeah!

In fact, everything is so peaceful and Zen-like that I’m even at peace with the ‘crocodiles’ who hate me. See?

Well, you ‘crocodiles’ can go on hating me.

You can write hate blogs about me.

You can make nasty remarks against me.

You can even turn the rest of your fellow ‘crocodiles’ against me.

But guess what, I won’t take that against you co’z as ‘crocodiles’, that’s your very nature.

You can’t help but be yourselves.

You can’t help but clamp your deadly jaws on unsuspecting victims…

To harm, to kill, to devour.

Oh well, as long as I’m getting along fine with the people who matter, I couldn’t care less about the ‘crocodiles’.

Boom Tiyaya! Boom Tiyaya! Boom! Yeah! Yeah!

Why Can’t I Have an Emo Moment?!

I have been distressed these past few days and that would’ve been the perfect mood for a totally emo post but then my attention span is waayyy too short to dwell on the sadness that I’ve almost even forgotten why I’m distressed. Sheesh! I can’t even have a proper emo moment like any normal human being!

Well, for one thing big decisions are bound to be made but being a Libran, I’m quite indecisive. Although I believe being a Libran has nothing to do with it. I’m just plain INDECISIVE. Yep, I hate making decisions especially major, unpleasant ones.

Anyways, I’ll make those decisions later.

For the meantime, I need nipple tapes. Good quality ones. Don’t ask why. Great thing they have those at Bench…

Now it’s time to burn those bras.

I hope I’ll have a great weekend.

I’m not making any sense, am I? Well, I rarely do.

:-D

I had a great weekend kasi…

1. An old friend that I haven’t seen for ages took me out to dinner then a movie;

2. D is being extra nice lately;

3. Someone sooo yummy-looking is always making his presence felt;

4. I’ve finally talked with someone I haven’t talked with for quite a while now.

Oo na! Mababaw ako pero I’m sooo happy I can do the ‘dance of joy’ right about now.

Remember “Perfect Strangers”? If you don’t then maybe you’re waaaayyy too young.

Oh and a very Happy Birthday to a fun, fearless gal and one of my bestest friends,

LUCYL!

Elevenish

Ok tag time! I’ve about a gazillion pending tags and I know if I don’t clean up my act and start performing my tagging duties, “tag karma” will come and haunt me.

This one’s from AZRAEL. It’s kinda difficult, for me at least, co’z it requires me to think of 11 persons right off the top of my head which sort of got me thinking about some people I’d rather not think about but the act of forcing myself “not to think about them” actually makes me think about them more, which is bad. Now I just got myself confused.

Anyways, on with the tag…

———–XoXo———–

The rule: Name 11 people you can think of right off the top of your head. Don’t read the questions underneath until you write the names of all the 11 people. This is a lot funnier if you actually randomly list the names first. No cheating.

1. Mama

2. Ian

3. Veian

4. D

5. Lucyl

6. Francis C.

7. The Mayor

8. Ate A

9. Tin

10. Kuya Rey

11. Myself

———–XoXo———–

1. How did you meet # 4? Through a friend…

2. What would you do without #5? I can prolly live without her but life would not be as fun. If it weren’t for her I wouldn’t have “drank” soy sauce from a Hershey’s Brown Cow bottle. Long story.

3. What would you do if #2 and # 6 were going out? I’d prolly have to get used to the fact that my brother (No. 2) is gay and so is Francis C. (No. 6). And I’d have to live with the fact that Francis C. went out with me just to get closer to my brother. But this won’t prolly happen in real life co’z both are a bit homophobic. Ha!

4. Who’s #10’s best friend? Oh this cousin of mine has lotsa best friends kasi and one of em was my dad.

5. Have you ever eaten around #1? Oh yeah. she’s my mom so yeah, like everyday.

6. Do you miss #2? No. I see him everyday. We live in one place.

7. Who is #11 dating? Ahahaha! Lots! But most of the time it’s D (No. 4)

8. What do you think of #3? Funny and annoyingly smart.

9. What do you think of #9? Nice and fun. Always a breath of fresh air.

10. Who does #2 like? I guess Mhy, his girlfriend.

11. Would you marry #8? Hell no! She’s a ’she’. And even if she’s a ‘he’ or I turn lesbian and they allow same-sex marriages in the Philippines, I definitely won’t co’z I’m sorta hating her now. She’s my version of the “officemate from hell”.

That’s it, pansit! Now I’m tagging the 1st up to the 11th person on my blogroll. Now go!

Oh This? It’s a Titi Kwan

I usually commit to memory the weird names that I encounter everyday and today, while blog hopping, I encountered this name:

TITI KWAN

I’m not making this up. Titi Kwan is a Paris-based (I think) Hong Kong designer. Here he is…

Photo: Diane Pernet

For those of you who can afford his designs, the next time someone asks you what you’re wearing, I’m looking forward to hearing you say, “Oh this? It’s a Titi Kwan.” I probably can’t afford his clothes. Sayang!

Cookie Monster’s Angst

For those of you who are too young to know, Cookie Monster is a furry, blue, uhmmm monster who loves uhmmm cookies. I don’t know why I felt I needed to explain that when it is quite apparent.

Anyways, I heard he is goin’ through some tough time right now and I can quite relate. Here’s an excerpt from “Cookie Monster Searches Deep Within Himself and Asks: Is Me Really Monster?” by Andy F. Bryan…

Me know. Me have problem.

Me love cookies. Me tend to get out of control when me see cookies. Me know it not natural to react so strongly to cookies, but me have weakness. Me know me do wrong. Me know it isn’t normal. Me see disapproving looks. Me see stares. Me hurt inside.

Me thinks me have serious problem. Me thinks me addicted. But since when it acceptable to call addict monster? It affliction. It disease. It burden. But does it make me monster?

Last I heard, Cookie Monster has turned into a Broccoli Monster. He’s now into healthy eating. It is the end of life as I know it. Now I’m sad.