JOLOGS IS BROWN...

Ang Mahiwagang Panyo.

2006-03-22T15:12:00.000+08:00

Bata pa ako nang huling magdala ng panyo sa aking bulsa. Sabi kasi sakin dati, kasama daw ito sa "proper hygiene" ng isang batang babae. Totoo nga naman, ayos talaga 'to kapag may emergency, halimbawa, kung ika'y biglang sinipon. Ngunit bihira kong ilabas ang aking mga magagandang panyo sapagkat hindi ko magawang gamitin at ayokong mabahiran ng dumi ang pink embroidery ng aking pangalan (o ang puti'i dilaw na polka dots at lace).

Laking gulat ko tuloy nang nagawi ako sa Bicol noong nakaraang taon at nakita kong may mga tao palang nakasalalay ang buhay sa kanilang mga panyo. Totoo!

Nasa simbahan kami noong isang mainit na tanghali. Hindi ako mapakali dahil sa pawis na tumatagaktak sa aking leeg. Imbis na makinig sa magandang balita na ipinapahayag ng pari, pinagmasdan ko ang mag-inang pumuwesto sa harap ng aking kinalalagyan. May hawak na panyo ang nanay, maraming bulaklak at medyo kupas. Papasok pa lamang siya ng simbahan, nagsisimula pa lang ang misa. Ipinantatakip ng ale ang maliit na tela sa kanyang ilong at bibig. Nakaupo na siya at lahat, naayos na ang palda ng kaniyang anak, at hawak parin niya ang panyo sa kanyang ilong. Nagtaka ako ng ilang sandli kung baka naman nakadikit ang tela sa kanyang mukha, ngunit hindi naman. Wala naman akong naamoy na 'di kanais-nais at hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit niya pilit na tinatakpan ang kalahati ng kanyang mukha. Inisip ko rin na baka tinatakpan niya ang kanyang pangit na ilong, ngunit sa susunod na sandali ay bigla niyang ibinaba ang panyo at wala naman akong nakitang kahiya-hiya. Hindi ko maintindihan ang gawaing ito -- at nakikita ko ito sa kababaihan lamang (madalas sa hintayan ng dyip o sa pagtawid ng kalye). Kulang nalang ay itahi ang panyo sa kanilang mga pisngi... very Arabic ang dating.

Tumayo ang lahat sa simbahan, Glorya na. Nalibre lang pala ang kamay ng ina sapagkat siya'y naiinitan. Wala pang dalawang minuto ang nakaraan mula nang mawalay ang panyo sa kanyang mukha, ay sa leeg naman ito napadpad. Pinamunas muna niya ng pawis sa leeg ang kanyang panyo... at biglang bumalik sa kanyang ilong! Inaamoy ba niya ito? Ah hindi... pinupunasan din niya ang kanyang buong mukha. Tinignan niya ang kaniyang anak na sa kasalukuyan ay kumakain ng mumurahing chicherya na panay pulbos. 'Naku! (Sabi siguro ng nanay,) ang dungis ng anak ko!' Dalian niyang pinunasan ang bibig ng bata, gamit parin ang kanyang floral na panyo. Pagkatapos ay pinampunas din niya ito ng kamay ng bata na nanlagkit na sa tunaw na kending may sari-saring kulay.

Naisip siguro ni inay na puro junk-food na ang pinagkakakain ng kanyang anak, kaya inilabas na niya ang dede ng bata. Pagkatanggal ng takip ay pinunasan niyang muli ang dede, gamit parin ang iisang panyong nanggaling na sa kanyang ilong, bibig, leeg, at puno na ng durog na chicherya at malagkit na kendi! Nandiri ako. Hindi na ata ito kasama sa "proper hygiene", ngunit tuluyan ko parin silang pinanood, parang isang kadiring pelikula.

Pinauupo nanaman ang kongregasyon, ngunit nakita ng nanay ang kalat ng kanyang anak. Pinunasan niya ang kanilang upuan. Pagkatapos ng ilang sandali, pinaluluhod ang lahat. Matigas ang luhuran, kaya inilagay niya ang panyo sa ilalim ng kanyang tuhod. Ang kanyang walang-muang-na-anak naman ay umakyat sa upuan at naglakad-lakad sa ibabaw nito. Walang kibo ang nanay: baka normal ang pag-tayo sa upuan sa Bicol? Normal din kayang punasan muli ang upuan pagkatapos bumaba ang kaniyang anak? Ginawa niya ito, ngunit sa palagay ko'y mas nagkakalat pa ng dumi ang kanyang panyo kaysa nakakalinis ng paligid.

Nang siya'y tumayo mula sa pagkakaluhod, nahulog ang kanyang panyo sa sahig. Dinampot ito ng ina at madaliang ipinagpag. Tumungo ako nang tuluyan niya itong ipinapagpag, dahil sa guni-guni ko ay lumilipad ang mikrobyo nito patungo sa akin at ako'y nanghina. Talaga namang umihip pa ata ang hangin sa paggawa niya nito at nadiskubre niyang maaari ding gawing pamaypay ang kanyang panyo! Napakamahiwaga talaga!

Pagkatapos ng misa at palakad na ang mag-ina palabas ng simbahan, parang automatik ang pagbalik ng panyo sa ilong ng nakatatanda. Oo nga naman, sino nga bang gustong maka-ihip ng dumi sa paligid? Mabuti nang may proteksyon mula sa MAHIWAGANG PANYO!

*Wow this was a complicated exercise. I will try to edit, but then I think it would have worked better in English. I even have a better title: The Magic Anti-Bacterial Hanky! The humor just doesn't work in Tagalog. Besides, my vocabulary is so limited to the vernacular, hardly enough to describe in detail, that I tend to repeat words over and over.

I met the Jolina!

2005-10-25T14:27:00.000+08:00

mark, sheryn, kaye, rachelle, jed

shet ako nung nasa gitna, parang ako nung artista hehe. ang liit ni sheryn, and meron siyang bigote. (oy i'm not bad mouthing her ha, i was just making an observation.) i'm sorry, listen to this conversation.

k: hi, i'm with the up concert chorus, my friend here wants a picture with you guys. (a trainee, anna, was the one who really wanted to have her picture taken, pero gusto niya with mark lang. dahil dyahe namang mang-single out, edi silang lahat nalang. eh ni pangalan nung jed, hindi kami familiar, but whatever. i urged her to ambush the "stars" with me, kasi may camera ako.)
sheryn: sure! oy ha, tulungan niyo kami sa show ha? (palibhasa, mahina pick-up niya sa kanta).
(i took a picture of anna with them).
k: o, me naman. (then i went to them, shempre sa gitna talaga pu-mose ang lola niyo. mark then starts to look at me closely.)
mark: hey, haven't we met before? (shet kinilig ako, wahaha jologs.)
k: yeah, we sang together at sm. ( <--- nagi-increase nung jologs level, sa sm!)
(then anna took the picture of us, then as soon as it clicked, i saw mark look back at me agad <-- uy ang feeling, haha).
mark: that's right, kela--...
k: ok great, thanks guys, we'll see you tomorrow ok?

haha, tama bang 'di siya patapusin? at para akong boss na pinagde-day off na sila. HAHA nung dignity ko kasi, tinapik ako sabi, "hoy 'wag mukhang mashadong excited". so ayun, kunwari wala akong pakialam.

* * * * *

aiiie! kilig nanaman ako. mark talaga, lagi akong sinusulyapan, charing HA HA. ito nung kilig kwento ko for tonight.

1) pinapakilala nung ibang members namin sa kanya. nung ako na nung next, sabi niya, "kilala ko na yan!" naiinis lang ako kasi hindi naman talaga niya ako kilala 'coz he doesn't know my name. eh kung pinatuloy niya nung introduction, baka next time alam na niya nung name ko, but no. psssch. kakanta nalang ako ng, "you don't know my name, baby baby baby..."

2) edi tapos na nung show. i was on my way to the bathroom, and i passed by them, someone was having their picture taken with them. eh bago pako makarating sa door ng baño, natapos na nung picture. so before i closed the door, may pahabol siyang wave and "bye! see you!" oooy, um-effort! :D

ok ang babaw ko noh? pero nung other goal of the night ko was to have a picture with JOLENS, the one and only! so after ako nagpa-picture kay jay-r (ulit, HA HA pangalawa na 'to) na pangit ako kaya na-sad ako, nakita ko si k. so after kami magbeso and chitchat chenes, sabi ko, "uy, can i be weird and ask you to take my picture with jolina?" shempre payag naman siya... epal naman ang jay-r and kyla, kasi gusto ko lang naman si jolina, so fine, silang tatlo. pero humirit pa si jolina, "karylle, why don't you join the picture?" sabi ni k, "eh she's my friend!" eh nahiya nako dibah? so sabi ko, "no of course, sumama ka sa pic." haaaay there goes my dream of a picture with jolina, the queen and root of all that is jologs *sigh*, este *buntung-hininga*

so ano pa kundi pictures?

(before that, can i just say i hate it when people take ugly pictures, because when i'm asked to take someone's picture, i make sure it looks nice. argh, this calls for another *buntung-hininga* and this is why i'm not posting my picture with jay-r 'coz i look soooo nasty.)

oh jolina, my queen!

Noong makalawa...

2005-09-29T11:21:00.000+08:00

Sinagutan ko ito sa comment page ng blog ni Macy. [Hanapin sa tabi -- Mace @ Orangepocket.]

Magsulat raw ng dalawampung anik-anik tungkol sa sarili. Sa madaling salita, isa nanaman itong sarbey. Kung ilang minuto mo nagawa ito, yan ang bilang ng taong kailangan mong pasahan ng sarbey. Ilalagay ko dito kasi may mga nagsabing nakakatawa nanaman daw at bagay dito sa mundo ng "Jologs is Brown".

Oras sinimulan: 13:21

1. Naglagay nanaman akong nailpolish two days ago. Ang sayasaya talaga ng feeling kapag maganda ang kuko mo. Dalawang kulay pa ng pink, ang sayasaya!

2. Kakakain ko lang ng Tinola at banana cream pie.

3. Ayokong naghahawak ng pera (madumi!!), pero ako ang Finance Manager ng grupo namin, yaaaak.

4. Lagi kong iniisip na sana maganda ako.

5. May dalawa akong aso na labrador retrievers. Maganda sila. Si Chili at si Kani. Otherwise known as "Chili con Kani" -- tagteam foreverrrr!

6. Mashado akong sentimental at lahat ng gawin ko o lugar na puntahan ko, kailangan may souvenir.

7. Meron akong 9 (siyam?) na blog diyan sa tabi-tabi, pero nung dalawa ay para sa UPCC.

8. Imbyerna ako sa mga mayayabang na taong walang maipagyayabang.

9. Pinanganak akong may jaundice at allergic sa sarili kong dugo.

10. Meron din akong atopic-dermatitis. Allergic ako sa peanuts, chocolates, egg yolk, lahat ng gawa sa wheat (Hello andami non! This includes bread, rice, cakes LA LA LA), araw, alikabok. Di ko naman maiwasang kainin ang mga ito kaya lagi akong nagkakamot, at hindi ibig sabihin madumi ako.

11. Ayokong magtrabaho sa isang opisina, pero gusto kong yumaman as in! Ayoko maging poor, Lord please huwag.

12. Favorite cartoon movie ko ay "Lion King", at feeling ko bagay ako as baby Simba or Rafiki.

13. Speaking of cartoons, kamukha ko daw si Garfield. Baka kaya favorite cartoon character ko siya mula pagkabata. (Kahit na hindi nako natatawa sa comic strip na ito ngayon).

14. Gustong-gusto kong kumuha ng mga litrato... at tumingin... at ngumiti!

15. Mahilig akong sumayaw, kumanta at kung ano-ano pa. Hindi ako mashadong magaling pero hilig ko talaga ito. As in mamamatay ako kung hindi ko nagawa sa isang araw ang kahit alin dito. Kumanta nako kanina. May bukas pa.

16. Sana makapal ang buhok ko, pero yun lang. Gusto ko ang kulay nito at ang korte at kulot/waves.

17. Gusto kong pumayat at maging 100 lbs. kaso lang di ko magawang magpigil sa pagkain. MASHADONG MASARAP OK!?

18. Hm, mejo natatae na ata ako ngayun... baka dahil sa Tinola... o sa saging.

19. Malaki ang minamaneho kong koche. Kasing laki ko!

20. GUSTO KONG MAG-GALA! GUSTO KONG MAPUNTAHAN LAHAT NG LUGAR SA BUONG MUNDO!

Oras natapos: 13:34

Shet labing-tatlong minuto din yun. Wala naman akong labing-tatlong kaibigan. Kaya wala akong mapagpa-pasahan. Bahala na.

I'm just being honest...

2005-08-08T22:56:00.000+08:00

... Eh ayoko talaga ng pangit!

Kitang-kita namang hindi rin ako kagandahan, pero alam kong hindi ako mukhang damo o paa (hm, pero may nagsabi na mukha raw akong pato). O, 'wag magkunwari. 'Wag sabihing "Wala namang taong pangit". Aminin! May mga pangit talagang tao. Nung tipong sana hindi mo nalang sila nakikita kasi sumasama nung araw mo. Pero kawawa naman sila. Hindi naman nila kasalanang pangit sila pinanganak. PERO!... hindi ibig sabihing wala silang magagawa tunkol dito.

Feeling ko ang mga pangit, kailangang may extra effort. Pasensya na, ganun talaga ang buhay. Kung pangit ka, kailangan may factor na babawi sa kapangitan mo.

Kung pangit ka, kailangan:

1) Matalino ka. Kaya nga may tinatawag na "beauty and brains", kasi hindi ito karaniwan sa isang nilalang. Kalimitan ay iisa lamang: maganda ka, o matalino ka. Ayun na nga. Kung nakita mong pangit ang anak mo paglabas sa sinapupunan ('wag nang i-deny kung sobrang obvious), tambakan mo na ng mga libro at pilitin ang dunong dito. Pray to God na ginawa siyang matalino at sana lumaking isang genio. Kung hindi parin... puwede namang gawing over-acheiver. Diba nga nurture vs. nature?

Pangit ako... pero matalino. CHECK!

2) Meron kang kakibang talento. Maaaring talentado ka sa pagsayaw, pagpinta o paggawa ng kung anumang sining. Kung magaling kang kumanta, karaniwa'y napapatawad ang kapangitan. Minsan kasi, kahit mukhang aso, eh kung boses ibon (hal. nightingale), napapapikit ang tao at nalilimutan ang itchura ng umaawit. Napapamahal ang tao sayo dahil meron kang magandang naibibigay sa mundo. 'Di lang naman ang mga talentong ito ang pambawi. Maaaring talento sa pagkain ng apoy o pagtambling-tambling. Bagay na bagay ka na niyan sa perya.

Pangit ako... pero meron akong kakaibang talento. CHECK!

3) Nakakatawa ka. Kaya nga maraming comediante na pangit -- kasi bagay sila sa propesyong iyon. Makita pala sila eh nakakatawa na, tapos na agad ang trabaho. Kung wala ka namang ibang magandang maidudulot sa mundong ibabaw, magpatawa ka nalang at nagbigay ka pa ng kasiyahan.

Pangit ako... pero nakakatawa ako. CHECK!

4) Mabait ka. Hindi ko naiintindihan ang mga pangit na tao na masama pa ang ugali. Ang kapal naman ng mukha nila. 'Di ba nila naisip na isang malaking sugal 'yon sa kanilang pagkamit ng mga kaibigan? Hindi na nga sila kanais-nais tignan, hindi pa sila kanais-nais na makasama. Hello? Paalala: pangit ka at bawal mag-inarte! Diba minsan, kapag tinatanong mo ang iyong kaibigan tunkol sa kanyang bagong syota, "Bakit mo siya nagustuhan? Gwapo?" Ang sagot ay, "Mabait." Ibig sabihin, pangit pero mabait. Sa madaling salita, kahit pangit, basta mabait ay aprub. Kaya mga pangit diyan, magpaka-bait!

Pangit ako... pero mabait. CHECK?!?! (Eh sinusulat ko nga 'to?)

'Di bale. Three out of four ako. 75% compensation; and to think hindi naman ako 100% ugly, so baka over-quota pa nga ako!

*This is aimed at, but not dedicated to, kat-e ng college of music na inaaway ang kaibigan kong si Teresa. Happy birthday, Tere. Isa kang magandang tao. I labyuuu!

ITULAD BA 'KO SA MANOK?!

2005-08-02T14:46:00.000+08:00

Most of my friends know about my hair situtation -- na konti lang buhok ko, manipis pa! So one time, napag-usapan nanaman ang buhok ko in one of the conversations. Pinag-interesan nanamang pagtawanan ang aking journey into kalbo-hood/kalbo-ness/kalbo-dom (whichever sounds more cruel). As always, pagkatapos akong lait-laitin at alaskahin, babawi sila by saying that they're just concerned and that they just want to help. Believe me, I've heard so many suggestions about how to solve my hair problem.

1) Sabi ng babae sa salon ko (Precy's sa Greenhills), mag-shampoo daw ako ng gugo - mahahanap daw 'to sa kahit saang grocery. Sinabi niya yun pagkatapos niyang tumili-tili dun sa may rinsing section bago ako gupitan. Nagulat daw kasi siya sa nipis ng buhok ko, na hindi naman daw mukhang ganon kanipis (note the operative words: GANON KANIPIS, meaning mukha na ngang manipis, sobra-sobra pa pala in reality!) So fine, bumili ako ng gugo. Hindi kumapal ang buhok ko, bumaho lang.

2) Sabi ng derma ko (Dra. Lilia Santiago sa Makati), bumili daw ako ng aloe plant sa palenke (o kung saan man). Biyakin ko daw ito at kunin ang gata at i-masahe sa aking scalp. Mabaho daw pero subukan ko daw kasi kilala daw ang aloe sa kanyang growing-factor. O dibah, may super powers ang halamang 'yan. Hindi ko pa 'to nagagawa, bakit nga ba? Hm, mahirap kasi mahanap ang aloe. Minsan nakakahanap ako nung aloe juice (na una kong natikman sa korea)... ang sarap. Eh kung 'yun kaya nung ipampaligo ko? Mahal nga lang.

3) Magpagupit daw ako ng maikling-maikli (as in boy's cut) -- pero di ko pa 'to magagawa dahil kasama pa 'ko sa choir ko na kailangang naka-pusod. (PUSOD NA MAHIGPIT. Eh kaya naman ako nauubusan ng buhok dahil dito eh! Sa sobrang higpit, umaakyat na nung hairline ko. Maya-maya makikita mo, nung keps ko na nung nasa lugar ng bibig ko sa sobrang higpit. Napag-uusapan namin 'to ng aking baklang kaibigan.)

4) Huwag daw akong maghugas ng buhok araw-araw. Nasubukan ko na 'to (at aaminin kong minsan nangyayari pa rin kapag tinatamad ako). Hindi ko kaya. Nangangati nung ulo ko. Eh kung hindi yun nagpa-kapal ng buhok ko, edi nauubusan na nga ako ng buhok, sugat-sugat pa nung ulo ko. 'Wag nalang, huy.

5) Gumamit daw ako ng shampoo na may menthol kasi this stimulates the hair follicles for hair growth daw. Nabasa ko 'yan somewhere. Sinubukan ko narin. Pagkatapos 'kong maligo, HUWAW! Feeling ko, buhay na buhay nga ang mga follicles ko (oo, subukan mo, mararamdaman mo rin!) Pero pag natuyo na nung buhok ko, ayun, manipis nanaman. Este, manipis pa rin.

6) 'Wag daw akong maligo ng mainit na tubig. Ang mga manok daw kasi, kapag tinatanggalan ng balahibo bago iluto, binababad sa mainit na tubig para manlagas nung feathers. Eh kung maligo daw ako ng mainit na tubig, manlalagas din nung buhok ko. Malang-malang kong sabihin, "Huy hindi ako manok, noh!"

O ano, pano na ba 'tong buhok ko? Meron nang statement of the problem. Meron ka rin bang scientific explanation o hypothesis? Let me know... kahit maputi na ang buhok ko.

the Gary V evolution

2005-07-14T09:19:00.000+08:00

Oogah Oogah, I evolved and so did he!

Gary v watched Beauty and the Beast last weekend. He's related to KC, Loy and Kara. I've been a disgusting kind of fan since I was very little. I've been following his concerts, TV specials, movie appearances... even CD signings and campus guestings. Needless to say, all of my CDs are autographed and I've had several pictures with him. I've even interviewed him for a school term paper -- the topic was conveniently picked out so that I had a reason to interview him. Is that messed up or what?

So seeing him backstage after the show, I was excited to meet him yet again. Siguro I was partly hoping that this time, he would at least have a spark of recognition when he saw me. Fweh, what was I thinking? I'd even admitted that I've been "stalking" him (and yes, I used that word), trying to make him remember that I once sat with him for about three hours, talking about music and the "pagbabalik ng OPM" (my term paper topic). Wala. I didn't even ring a bell. In fact, parang nandiri siya sakin. Well I guess I'd be disgusted, too... if I heard someone tell me that they've been stalking me. But whatever. Bottom line for me is: I just wasn't genuinely starstruck that night anymore. Baka kaya parang I appeared to be a phony fan to him kasi I was trying too hard to look like 'the ultimate fan'. And although I still respect him and all that shiz, I just find it funny now to be so in awe of a mere person. I mean, nyek! Tao lang din siya noh!?

Bakeeeeet? Why the sudden change of thinking? I don't know. But OMG! Can this be the end of my celebrity sighting spree? Grabeh, I remember the days when it would be so much fun for me to approach celebrities anywhere and have my picture taken. Not because I idolized them pero,... wala lang. I was just a weird person like that.

Oooy, meaning hindi nako weird! Haha. Pero in a way, I miss the innocence and the simple pleasures of being starstruck. In a way lang. In retrospect, natatawa ako.

Pero still, it's still fun to have pictures with 'celebs'. Eh kaya nga ako jologs eh! I want pictures with Allan K, AiAi, Mahal, the Sex Bomb Girls, at marami pang iba! I want to post moremoremore pictures here on my jologs blog. But for now, eto and evolution ko... me and Gary V. Yes. I is monkeys. Monkeys evolve. Pero 'di parin ako mukhang tao.

That's in the short span of 5 years.
Kisses all around, tatah!

pictarssss

2005-06-10T12:50:00.000+08:00

i was going to say that this is another jologs post... but then, these people aren't exactly considered celebrities now that they're my friends.

but whatever. i look like tae beside these two beauties.

we kept fooling around during our breaks at the Sitzprobe yesterday.

2005-04-30T09:36:00.000+08:00

sumagot ka! sige sumagot ka pa! diyan ka naman magaling eh. bilis, sagot! wala kang respeto! ingrata!

hindi ako sumagot, pero eto ang sayo. PUTANGINA KA.

ahhh buon cumpleanno

2005-03-13T21:27:00.000+08:00

it was my host brother's birthday last thursday, march 10. gaaaah, host brother - a title which is in total pretense of our platonic relationship. i texted him, of course, with my usual sarcasm and attempt to sound cute and annoying at the same time. he replied a few hours later, probably as soon as he woke up and saw the message. his reply was not the usual biting comeback of playful teasing. it was different and he rarely sends me messages like that... which made me feel both uncomfortable and special.

in short, kinilig ang keps ko. *hay* pero hanggang kilig lang. whaaa stop thinking about it already! stop thinking about him.

so, ano na ba. candice left tonight, like right now, or maybe a little earlier. bea's leaving in less than two weeks. monica's leaving in june. maita's leaving in... hmm, sometime near the end of the year. i don't like being left behind.

i've been spending time with old friends recently. ngayon ko lang talaga naga-grasp na nung friendships that i have with those people ay one of the best in my entire life. hindi naman kami sobrang close, na tipong lahat nalang ng secreto kailangan alam about each other. pero sila nung makakasama mo and alam mong hindi ka mamasamain. meron kasing factor ng "shared field of experience" (yeah i learned that from speech comm). it's this unspoken bond between people, and once you share a field of experience, there is a connection. eh mejo marami kaming shared fields of experience, kaya if i do the math (or the logic, which is the more correct term for it), mas matibay ang connection namin dibah?

on to other news, may bago akong idea for this blog (oo, gusto ko kasi may theme and mga blog ko. ie.
1) LJ: dominantly in english, my favorite blog with my latest insights and adventures. basically my default blog, to put it one way.
2) XANGA: i made up a term. photo-etry. can you guess what it means? duh, that's a pretty lame term, i know, but i like it and it stuck. so yeah, i express what i'm recently feeling through pictures that i take and, uh,.. yeah, words. wow, now you wonder how i do that because i hardly sound articulate right now.
3) BLURTY: my creative writing assignments. it was originally designed to be my jologs journal, but then it transformed by itself. its layout is pink, too. it got me thinking it can't be jologs if it's pink. in one entry i wrote - "jologs is brown."
4) GREATESTJOURNAL: created to take advantage of the free photo hosting. eventually turned into my thesis journal, because i don't want to flood my LJ with thesis shit. then again, the process is great to look back on.
5) BLOGSPOT: well, it's this one.) <---- haba nung parenthesis na yun ah, i almost forgot to close it.

so yeah, eto na ang kapalit ng blurty to be the "jologs journal".

pinanood ko nung "Ballet Philippines Neo Filipino: Playing Maestro Ryan" kagabi. compli tickets from chang, direct from sir ryan. so, we sat beside him, in prime orchestra seats, row Q where the national artists are usually seated. in keeping with the ka-jologan theme, hindi ko iki-critique ang show dito. pero merno akong i-popost na pictures haha.

last night ito

and from the past? (yeah the date below says 2002. at yan ang gabing nagback-up ako sa anniversary concert ni ate shawi, "the mega event", harhar.)

wala akong make-up kagabi, thus, kitang-kita ang eyebags ko. actually, kahit anong gawin ko, nakikita siya, pwera sa malayo. sabi nga ng isang theatre friend ko nung pumasok ako sa dressing room noon, "hoy! may pumasok na may maleta!"

2005-02-02T14:44:00.000+08:00

shet, amuy yakisoba sa baba... or is that from the neighbor's house? ano kaya linuluto nila? carpintero food. oo noh, super daming carpintero diyan for the last couple of months. they're renovating the place, then they're gonna put the space up for rent, i think. that's what i heard from the chismis, thanks to my yayas who are ever-so faithfully plastic to the neighbor's help.

nung tunog from the other house everyday is toktoktok from hammering away... then very loouuuud chitachat from the lady helpers, who seem to always watch tv and cook/eat food all day. then there's the sound of landian with the carpinteros, occasionally. actually, hm. i think it's more than occasionally. mga 80% of the day, merong landian with the carpinteros.

bastos yang mga workers na yan. no, never pa naman ako binastos , as in sinipulan or anything. pero kasi kapag tinotopak ako sa bahay, kakanta talaga ako ng malakas. EH BAKIT BA? bahay ko 'to. kung umalingasaw nung tunog to their side of the neighborhood, eh wala nakong pakialam don. anyway, hindi yon nung kuwento ko. so, nung isang beses na kumakanta ako, sumigaw ba naman nung isang mama ng, "hooooy! tama na yan!" may kasama pang palakpak na sarcastic! abaaaaaa. maganda naman boses ko, ah (charing), pero hindi. lakas ng urge kong sumigaw back ng something witty, but then that would have been so busabos of me. no, i played the very nice neighbor and shut up na nga. o dibah? walang fight! at hindi ako nagalit... siguro kasi napahiya ako, moowahaha.

hmmm, ionno why pero i'm so irritable these days, mas lalo na with my parents. mas lalo kapag nagna-nag nanaman nung mom ko... eh trabaho ng nanay yon, i shouldn't take it against her. pero ewan, naririndi ata tenga ko talaga recently. kasi naman, ok lang kung nag lang kung walang thesis. pero she nags even when she knows i have no time (uuuy no time daw, eh sumusulat nga sa blog) to do the things she wants me to do. at ang tatay naman, todo "gawin mo 'to, dalhin mo nung koche dito,..." atbp! <--- yes, atbp. huling ginamit ko yan ata elementary filipino class pa.

ang saya pala magsulat sa tagalog. mas-challenging siya i-type. labo.

wow, bakit ko to ginagawa? kasi ayoko pa mag-thesis. one more hour. yey, this is gonna be my taglish blog nalang. naks. ang dami na kasing blog <--- LOSER.

2005-01-22T20:12:00.000+08:00

i auditioned for beauty and the beast this morning. i guess there's really no getting used to all this auditioning. well, i've only done it twice and so far... i get freakin' nervous everytime. to the point that i shake. like literally tremble. what's wrong with me? and because of that, allan said i went flat while singing circle of life. how sad. if i didn't really do well today, how can i be sure i'll do well tomorrow? i'm so nervous. i really WANT it.

after singing, all i got were two affirmations that "you have a great voice". please take me, haha.

it's official. i'm fat. and getting fatter by the day.

CONTROL AND EXERCISE! after the auditions, i tell myself. ok, that's tomorrow.

it's been a long time coming...

2005-01-20T15:22:00.000+08:00

i'm not partial to this blog because i can't make it look like me. i know nothing about html, save for the basic insertions of pictures. count on me to tinker with this blog when i'm supposed to be writing the first analysis of my thesis. bah, i'm the ultimate procrastinator -- but doesn't everyone claim to be the ultimate? so i picked another template and clicked on the first pink one that i saw on the list. i made the banner on top just a couple of minutes ago, not specifically for this blog but hey, it fell into place. besides, it was the only thing i could change because it was the only thing i knew how to change.

this was my last random question:
Your people want to make a statue in your honor. What will it be made out of and what victory will it commemorate?
i said:
it will stand 5 feet and 4 inches, made of sarcasm and desires, commemorating the victory over rich and mindless people.

maaan, i only wrote that last year. that was last year's self-image. i want to be more positive this year. i might get better skin by being positive, and i'm willing to try anything.

so i wanted to link some music, but the settings tell me my url is longer that the 68-character limit, or whatever. it's not like it was my choice to make a long name -- it just so happens that free audio hosts assign such long names.

aside from having to write my thesis analysis, i want to make a short children's story for tomorrow's deadline, too. keilah told me about this contest that adarna's judging. i was pretty excited in the beginning, and then a lot of shiz started coming at me and i totally forgot about it. and here i am: toying with the idea of writing a short story instead of my analysis. what exactly are your priorities, kaye?? i don't understand you.

oh no, there i was again, talking about myself in the third person. i'm going to blame it on delusion from my fever. i think God's telling me to get back to work, dammit. thank you for constant reminders, Lord.

2004-12-27T19:27:00.000+08:00

it's liberating to eat endlessly without worrying about weight nor size.

the holidays, as an excuse, can only go for so long.

2004-07-27T09:18:00.000+08:00

The squish of mud between your toes; how would you live your life as a frog?

by running away from people who want to eat my legs..

i ♥ these random questions.