Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Zak is sick

Yet again i'm sitting here at the Shell lounge. Php15500 worth of recent repairs after, zak is sick again. I'm beginning to think zak is betraying me.. after our 7-year long relationship.. why now? Now that im at my most poorita state ever.. It amuses me how on the two rare occasions that i stood by the car and mulled over on what the mechanic is doing, two men asked about the repairs. Men.. why the compulsion to be comforted by other people's car problems? Haha. I started feeling like i should feign some enthusiasm over theirs.. i almost retorted.. "So kuya, ano nangyare sa gulong mo? Sakin kasi bushing, suspension arm, line support, shock absorber, alignment, stab link, engine support, gasgas sa likod, aircon filter, sama na rin natin yung tuklaptuklap kong tint, at kinakalawang na tambutso. No biggie. So,butas ba kamo gulong mo?" F this. Zak, you are beginning to be a pain. Must extinguish all traces of repairs before Dad comes home. I have 5 hours left.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

This Too Shall Pass

So many music to download, so little storage space. (And so many incriminating evidence here enough to get me detained for internet theft harhar)
Because a tedious and dreary research endeavor is sucking the life out of me..It's high time for some tunes! Must psych myself up for research.





You know you can't keep letting it get you down. And you can't keep dragging that dead weight around.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Happy Birthmonth to my number one reader! (Erratum:My only reader)

This is actually my 4-year old cousin's fatrwork. So, the juvenile doodle is deemed acceptable. (= Happy birthmonth kiemy! Because 4 years ago i did something like this, and haven't done it since.. You deserve it..(= (Cue tears..from you) Nyahahaha.. Forget cess' Draw Something doodle.. I just made this old school style! Paint! Haha I mean, Xam did this on her laptop and sent it to me via email. Kids these days.... 

Happy Birthday Kiemy! (= 
May 10, 2012 

Thursday, May 3, 2012

The Perils of being in 3D

I don't know what the universe was trying to tell me, but as I was trying to log on to this blog, I got redirected to my old blog! Oh, the jejemon-esque horror. For history's sake, my future biographer's sake, and my future kids' sake, I shall share: http://themilkyy0nder.blogspot.com/ 

I totally forgot about it. And I actually had readers!! And they took time to comment! Why did I write that way??? Why did I spell words that way?? I was on the brink of being jologs. If not already one. 

But it was still cool seeing my old sentiments. And hey, I named that blog after my column in our HS paper- The Milky Yonder. Inspired by Boyd's White Fluffy Clouds. Good job to old jologs me. Hahaha! On my epitaph, people will add "Blogger since 2004". Yikes. I'm old. 


Must share recent writing shenanigan: 
Oakley fashion event 
April 27, 2012
NBC Tent, BGC 
Assignment for HIP and PDI (Thanks to my good friend, Trish E/ Sputnik) 

Had the privilege of being a VIP. I must have been selected because of my striking good looks.(Vomit!) Must have been due to my charisma. Or because I wore Oakley shades. Counterfeit Oakley shades. Fakeleys, as they call it. Hahahhaha. (Didn't actually wear one, just to be clear) 

VIP meant getting a special spot near the stage, where you get the privilege to be the first ones to get torched in case something goes wrong with the pyro blast. Was actually thrilled rather than mortified! I could almost see the headlines "Oakley event goes awry- Press gets VIP-ried!" 

I enjoyed, nevertheless! Food from Grappa's was great! They had me when they served wine! Loved the Surf and Turf with the red wine!! And the Black Truffle Pizza!! (Rethinking blog's purpose- should i turn this into a food blog?Haha) 


Felt like a foodie, for a night! 
Le stage 
Yes, those are Red Horse bottles. 
Ms. Angie (Account Executive of Hinge Inquirer) and moi
The Lamborghini that I stalked.


Must now force brain to write something. It'll be a long night. 

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Here Comes the Bun

Bun really means Bum. Haha Dont want to ruin my beautiful PUN. (Sloooowly losing it) I swear, I used to master comedy. Harhar.
On this brief but glorious vacay... (which really means waiting for employment) I shall summon all my strength to be productive.
First off, "You're area" ?? Really now. Haha Kidding! I'm thankful for this brief (yes, i'm firmly holding on to the belief I'll get employed before my birthday--- this year.) sabbathical from Nursing.
I'm actually excited! To get back on the things i lost.. meaning the movies, music, books and sleep.
Must watch:
Breakfast at Tiffany's
Daria (All seasons!)
Persepolis
J.Edgar
50/50
The Drummond Will
Howl
Flight of the Conchords (series)
Freaks and Geeks (series)
Walking Dead (series)
Community (series)
Game of Thrones season 2!!
The Rum Diary
Hugo
Dark Shadows
Phantom of the Opera
Must Read:
Clash of Kings
Girl, Interrupted
Essex County
Persepolis
Emily the Strange: Piece of Mind (When the Paperback edition comes out!!)
Must listen to:
The Wild Trapeze - Brandon Boyd's "wild" solo album
Phoenix's albums before Wolfgang Amadeus
Mix cds i recently got!!
Diamond Rings - Special Affection
Florence and the Machine - Ceremonials
Vampire Weekend - Contra
I cannot wait to get started! I shall clean out the laptop's memory to accommodate my massive and totally illegal act of piracy. Harhar. (Self-incriminating evidence!!)
Other things i must do: (Miscellaneous)
Drag my busy behind to get my brother's report card (also, summon all courage to face old unpleasant acquaintances and prevent myself from fainting)
Find a way to achieve the title of Evil Overlord of the Universe
Bastardize (even more) the bedroom walls
Photograph more. (Use last 2 shots of Holga film and capture greatness--my face. Kidding!!)
Write here more often!
Ignore stressors in life and be the ultimate Zen master.
Do the Zumba dance. (Messing with ya.)
Make a mean DIY ballpen holder.
Try not to sleep all day.
Write my way back to existence, and get paid for it. (Harhar)
Snapshots from my recent adventures:
Here comes a feeling you thought you've forgotten.