- Scorching hot in The Windy City (apparently), while there's a 3-day difference between storms in the Philippines (brrrrrr, I'm telling you).
- Lebanon and Israel is at war (I read).
- Mayon Volcano is starting to spew again (I heard).
- Gas prices are going to go up...again for the nth time already (I EXPERIENCED). Yeah sure Philippine government people, it IS cheaper compared to the gas prices in the US. But that is NO WAY of justifying an almost $1/liter hike in the THIRD WORLD when we're used to paying A LOT less for gas! What are we supposed to do? WALK?!
- I have yet to pay my credit card bill...in full, at that.
- I don't know...maybe it really IS the "End of the World". Funny I haven't seen my friendly neighborhood crazyit'stheendoftheworldhobo in a while (we all have at least one). He really should be emailing or texting me about these updates! Damn you! After all those smokes and booze I gave you! *eevvviiilll philantrophist*
Monday, July 31, 2006
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
I'm not big on anything paranormal either...I really am not. I don't know, I just never really was interested, I guess. I've never really quite seen "white ladies" and dwarves as something sensational. Seriously though, my life is boring, and creepy things don't usually (almost never, even) happen to me (because ghosts love me. I'm that charming!). So spare me any snide remarks oh how lame my "kreepy keys" is. Nothing, ok? No "that's lame" or the typical "so what?"s or "you got scared of that? oooooo...", because I just happen to be very very very tired, and sweaty right now from running around the entire house. Up, down, right, left....and as lazy as I am...THAT IS NOT AN EASY FETE FOR ME TO DO. :P Oh shut up, you know you're just as lazy as I am...if not more. *wink wink* Blahblahblah. Ranting, rambling, raving...
Back to the keys...
So yeah, I was just browsing earlier through old friends' blogs, replying to some emails...etc. while waiting for the CSI:NY rerun. It's on 2AM people...on AXN. Call me if you need schedule details, I have become the official couch potato/TV junkie/goodfornothing Timeout addict of the South.
FP remembered he had to take out the trash for tomorrow's early morning (oh by the way, we're back in Negros, just incase you're wondering why we'd...I dunno..."sweeper/trashman/garbagejunkie/bottlecollector/eccentric-millionaire/celebrities-researching-for-their-new-roles-as-a-hobo/MANOY" to pick it up. He asked me for the keys to the gates...and I was all "yeah yeah sure sure...whatever. Go find it". Honestly? I was actually just annoyed mainly because of the fact I didn't want to get up from my already-comfortable position (hey, give me a break...it took me an hour and a half to get the right one!). He reminded me I was the last person who used them in the first place, so I should be the one handing him the keys...aside from the fact that he already looked for it practically EVERYWHERE and failed...sans the ceiling and beneath the creepy stairs. Fine. I got up. Now I was the one going mad...Here, there, everywhere...nada. I basically just wanted to give it up and wanted to procrastinate (once again, as always) 'til tomorrow morning (which I won't be up for unitl noon)...but NOOOOO...CP (for some TWISTED REASON--that boy was posessed earlier) wanted to do "the right thing"...ooooo....CP=responsible. OOOOOOOOOOOO.... I still can't decide which one was creepier...keys or THAT. Hmmm....
So anyways, we found the spare keys to the gate, and I asked him to check his car if the keys were there. Coz they JUST MIGHT be...and hand of god smite me once and twice...there they were. F#$%@!!!!!! How can they be INSIDE THE CAR??!! In the first place, we all wouldn't have been able to GET INSIDE THE HOUSE if WE DIDN'T HAVE THE KEYS. And all of a sudden it's IN THE CAR?!! But alas...I shall end this rampage...not to mention sounding sooo "poetic". Pffft...
Seriously, I only have less than 20 minutes before CSI:NY starts, and I'd wanna have my seat...and "THE position", get my toosh comfy enough (and help me get my ass even bigger than usual), and wait for that annoyingly-way-too-loud AXN intro.
Besides, the moral of today's story kids:
Don't try to understand everything in this life/world/universe we're in...or you'll end up more cuckoo than ME.;)
Posted by Twilly at 1:20 AM
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Why him, and why ME?!
Yes, I watched friggin' Wowowee...Why?
And for you guys who have been judging me on my denial...it really is quite a long and boring story. I won't elaborate on it much, but it's mainly because of the factthat I've never had a crush on ANYBODY before. Much less an ACTOR! Or anyone on TVLand, for that matter. And it somewhat infuriates me that I fell for a character on TV...and slowly developed into a ridiculous obsession on the actor himself.
The show (Wowowee) was ok. I've actually seen it before, once or twice. Not sure. I truly appreciate the show's cause though...helping out poor people, giving them hope, and their highly publicized 1Million-Peso "jackpot" in cash (roughly around US$19,000+), house and lots, etc...whatever. (Of course, the entire show gets a lot of money too for whatever "good cause" it is that they're doing. I can only imagine how much the advertisers are paying them at a premium) I watched it earlier coz of LDW. *groan* It was the first time I actually WATCHED the show. You know what I'm saying?
LDW came out like after the third or fourth commercial break. My inner slut would say "the wait was all worth it"...:) Wait, I really DO want to say that. Ahhhh...so perhaps I really AM a slut. Hahaheehee. Kidding. *wink wink*
Funny thing is, I had more fun watching the number they did with LDW rather than drooling over LDW himself (which was what I intended to do in the first place). It was hilarious! There were these two girls --I think they're the hosts of the show--, and they were singing (lipsynching, may I just add) the songs from "My Girl". Fine, whatever. But right after their number, the male host called on to the stage LDW's interpreter. Asked LDW typical questions like "do you have a girlfriend". Answer: "NO" (go go go CC!!). Yaddiyaddiyaddahhh. Poor boy even forced himself to say, "mahal ko kayo" ("I love you all"), and "salamat" ("thank you"). And throughout the whole scene, you could see how uncomfortable he was, I swear. Especially the dancing bit.:)
All of a sudden, the host called up this Lolita-looking dancer/girl (sequined outfit...shortyshorts and all)...and boy oh boy was she working it for LDW. Legs spreading in all directions.:) She took soooooo fucking long dancing only to find out her real purpose was just to give him a garland of friggin' flowers. Christ...
--by the way, her name is "LUNINGNING". *teehee* Can't get any more "Pinoy" and more "showbiz"Y than that! :)
Oh! And my favorite part was when they forcefully handed LDW this really tacky shirt from one of their sponsors (I presume). For crying out loud people, when is Philippine showbusiness ever going to change??? It's 2006, and why oh why are we still stuck in stereotypical "Filipino fashion" of camp, tacky, and tasteless?? Why? That's why we're not moving forward people!!! *fuming*...and yet...*GUFFFFAAWWWW!!!* It was hilarious! Poor LDW was so confused on what to do. Hell, I give him credit for his politeness.:) His patience, as well. And the boy has loads of it! I was quite surprised on how shy he actually is. Must've been hard. See, this is why I would never go into showbiz --apart from the fact that I have no talent, and nobody would ever even think of signing me.:)
All in all, it wasn't much of a waste of time. Regardless of how much I just sassed and bitched bout the show, I truly did enjoy it.:) Oh, and one of their hosts, Marielle Rodriguez (not sure how to spell her name)? I think she's really pretty --which kindda bothers me, since LDW didn't even seem to look impressed. So why the hell would I bother exerting effort on calling my dad and ask if there's a possibility I could go "watch" him?!? (Oops! Busted! Oh well, as long as I didn't actually DO it.) I mean come on, that girl is gorgeous and he didn't even notice her...much less ME! *insecurity alert* Bah...whatever. Is she (MR)famous? Tell me! God, I need to work on my current events. But then again, I never really was into showbiz...much less Pinoy showbiz.:) No offense to all you fans out there. I admire your dedicatio, I really do. And that is one thing that I don't think I could ever have. I'm too damn lazy and good for nothing.:D But still, I think I just might give this whole entertainment information a second chance. Damn, I never expected a harmless (or so I thought...prior to this whole spectacle!) TV show could be so life-changing! Haha!
Ok, this whole LDW thing is too much for me to function properly already. (as if I can even without his existence...)
I need to stop. And I think I just might already have...
And it had to take me 4...5...6...maybe even 7 hours of surfing and viewing all of the videos onLee Dong Wook on YouTube ...Yep, all 299 of them...and it's not even funny.
Fortunately enough, I got sick and tired of looking at his face. And I would LIKE to say that I am cured from this...this...disease. I don't know what else to call it. I still like the guy though...but not as ridiculously as yesterday...and earlier today...ok, BEFORE looking him up on YouTube. Oh well, it's all good. At least I've come up with a pseudo-conclusion that I like "Julian" (the character) better, than Lee Dong Wook himself. He's a nice guy and all, and THAT, I really HAVE decided on. I noticed how extremely good-natured, shy and humble the guy is. But I like him better with Lee Da-Hae --the girl who plays "Jasmine". It really was just all about their chemistry together...and how light-hearted that show is. And that it makes me feel better, and makes me forget my own worries. Afterall, that's the whole point of TV right there, isn't it?
There...that's it. I just hope this is the last of my LDW posts. I truly do! Oh God I'd do anything just to let this insanity come to pass.
*talk to myself* "Tomorrow's another day...you will wake up and find yourself SOMEWHAT 'normal' once again"
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Before you guys say anything...YES, I WATCHED THE DAMN SHOW.
And NO, I refuse to talk about it. Nothing serious really as to why I won't...but if you must know...it's really because my computer's audio is totally busted, and I can't comment on everything that I've been working on all day since that friggin' show.
I honestly believe I just might have gone officially nuts...:)
Friday, July 21, 2006
I, Twilly the Twat, for the first time in my whole entire life, shrieked (and a REALLY shrill one, I might add) because of a scene on TV. Again, because of fucking Lee Dong Wook. And it gets worse...the maids told me that Lee Wong Doo's coming to the Philippines (or probably already here by now), and is going to guest on some local noontime show TOMORROW.
That'll be the icing on my cake of social suicide. I really don't know why I'm being such a bitch on this subject...I just can't accept it. I don't know why. And it's not even about what you guys or the rest of the world might think of me. Believe me, that's the last thing on my mind since that post (and to think the word has already spread like wildfire since then). It's what I think, and how I feel, and WHY and WHAT made me into this whole new cheesy person. Long story. Boring story.
Oh great...I thought I was safe watching the news. Fucking a...Lee Dong Wook's already in the Philippines.
*TURNS OFF THE TV!*
So, inorder to forget my thoughts on this and everything else...
Me go take out my new Havaianas and wear them to the football field to hang with FP. I just remembered I have them when someone who read my "Peacock Havaianas" post texted me earlier today...
And since you all know how bad I feel right now, please let me brag...;) Yes, yes, I am shallow. Thank you.
Now if y'all could excuse me, I'm now going to get some shut-eye. I wanna be awake for that friggin' noontime show tomorrow. Oh god...
Thursday, July 20, 2006
I slept around 4 or 5AM this morning, and woke up at around 3PM this afternoon.:) I have sleeping issues I've been trying to deal with for the past...oh...8 years or so, so back off.
Watched a bit of TV, I needed some catching up to do with my shows. My TV has been screaming for attention since I arrived. We're close. Very close. I even named him "Tivo" (waaaaayyy before the invention of the real Tivo, mind you), and he's my boyfriend. He loves me, I love him. I can't live without him, and vice versa. We have fights, especially when his dingbat of a remote won't work --even with new batteries!. But aren't all relationships like that? Fire...metaphorical fire (heaven forbid it be actual fire!), is important to keep the relationship alive, right? I heard it on Oprah, so it must be true! *chortle*
So aside from crazy talk...
After watching Tyra (I mainly watch because the lesbian deep down--WAAAAYYY down--in me has the hots for her. Not really because of the show itself), I called up FP if he was free and have our usual coffee talk a little early because I want to wake up earlier than usual tomorrow morning.:) Besides, I wanted to watch CSI: back-to-back on actual primetime, and not the replays at 2AM like I usually do. :)
We had our usuals at Starbucks SM. I love that place. But only on weeknights, since it's never crowded at the al fresco area. And if it is, it's usually just Korean students hanging out. So we can bitch and rant freely.:) No, not about the Koreans. Ok, maybe a little bit. But only the bossy ones. And rarely does that happen...thank God. I don't want any trouble with any of them, especially since my word vomit on Lee Dong Wook. Sheeshh...I can't wait for the day I can live that down.
We stayed at Starbucks for about 2 hours talking bout our trip to Negros with Uy. He's the security guard who's usually on the night shift. He's great. Apparently, he's not allowed to fraternize with the customers and used to be an ass, but I bugged him into talking to us bout a year ago. And we've been good friends since then.:) Hey, it has its perks. He always reserves a table and an ashtray for us when it's a busy night, and he always comes in handy when I (rarely) or FP (ALWAYS) leave the lighter in the car.:) Told 'ya I'm special. ;) Bwahaha.
Here's a photo of UY.
He's married with 2 kids.
Apparently, he's somewhat related to some big Chinese tycoon who owns a local dept. store. (he said so, I'm not making this up!)
He's very approachable and friendly, but never cross him or smoke INSIDE the Starbucks store...or else.
He has a vertical scar on his right cheek.
He smokes Menthols --and if what they say about the whole impotence issue when smoking menthols is true, I wonder why he hast TWO kids.;)
He likes long walks by the beach.
...and he's a major CAMWHORE.
Interested parties may reach him at Starbucks SM City, Cebu City, Cebu, Philippines
Thank you all for viewing his profile.
*Twilly is now officially crazy*
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Posted by Twilly at 10:39 PM
Monday, July 17, 2006
This is the most popular way to get to Negros to Cebu...mainly because it's the cheapest. :)
What better way to say our goodbyes to Negros but with a rainbow?;) --ugh, I really have turned soft...
Posted by Twilly at 3:08 PM
Sunday, July 16, 2006
I'll keep this post short since I still need to pack all my things. I'm going home!!!
Choo Choo!!! Make way for the Queen of the Twats!
FP and I dropped by the gas station to fuel up, and walked to the nearest super to buy smokes and bottled water. Both of which, were right across the Bais Public Market. It was a Sunday, and apparently, it's like the biggest day of the week for uh..."market people"(?).
So anyway, we went to market (I would've never thought I could ever say that line..but ahh...life), just to check things out. And we saw all these bigass baskets of fresh fruits and vegetables (sorry, I wouldn't go to the fish/meat section regardless of how much you offer to pay me, thank you). And there were all sorts of people carrying them on their backs, their heads, their shoulders. And I'm talking REALLY BIGass baskets. God knows how much each they weighed! And the people carrying them weren't exactly just men. There were women too. Young and old. It was like a fruit/veggie carnival! Fun fun fun.
I bought a plasic bag each of mangoes, pineapples, and avocadoes all for $3!
FP practically had an orgasm when he saw all the fresh oysters (I stayed as far away as possible) and found out how much a SACK of oysters costs. It was a little under $10. FP, being the cheapskate that he is, just had to haggle that old lady into selling it to him for roughly $6 --our Chinese forefathers must be oh sooo proud of him. Hahaha. Now I've never had oysters, FP can live on oysters for an entire week and he wouldn't complain...seriously.
So while he was haggling, I was smoking bout 3 meters away from him (and whatever it was that he stepped on)...and saw this little charmer. I don't know if it's a stray dog or whatever...but he/she really made me smile :) (and I hardly do, so it IS a big deal). He/she/it sat when immediately when I said, "sit!". Haha. Coincidence or not, this baby deserves a space on my blog.
And I saw the PRETTIEST LITTLE CHAPEL!!!!
Ahhh...again, don't you just luuuuvvv the third world?;)
My shoutouts to CC and BB... Two words: GOOD LUCK! Hahahaha
Saturday, July 15, 2006
We got to Tanjay around 9PM, way too tired for words, and were at a family friend's old building. *freeloading alert once again :)* We were like, this is nice, staying at a "nice, quiet city like Tanjay"...NOT. The place we were staying at was situated right when you enter the "city proper"--along the National Highway. And of all the time we could come visit, we just had to arrive a night before their big annual motorcycle dragracing thing. Jeez...talk about luck!
We slept around 4 freakin' AM coz there were all these groups and groups of people outside (on National Highway!!!) screaming their lungs out while the rest of the "riders" were practicing and beating their time, I guess...I don't know. Whatever it was they were doing, they sure as hell weren't singing me a lullaby to sleep!!! For crying out loud, the last thing these people knew how to do was think of the rest of the city trying their best to sleep at such an ungodly hour. Surprisingly enough, nobody complained. Hell, even I didn't. I was wayy too scared. And I'm trying to make up for my loss of balls then by raging about it now.;) *scaredy cat*
So as if things weren't bad enough, the owner of the building woke us up at like 6AM informing us that the organizers for the "race" *pfft...whatever* were closing the (again) National Highway. (--sigh, fine, these people probably own the city) And our car was still parked along the road--the only place one could ever park, may I just add! They were implying it was OUR fault why we were still parked there. Hey, nobody told us, ok? And closing an entire quarter mile of the NATIONAL HIGHWAY and detouring all of the vehicles to some other road just so you guys could hold your whatever doesn't really happen everyday and everywhere else, so give us a break! Sighh...so we moved the car. Afterall, it was a legit event. It was even organized by the local city government and shit...can't argue with that. The last thing I need is some politician breathing down my spine for my "disobedience and contempt" *pffffttt*. Fine. Whatever. Kill me if you can. I could care less. My life's already fucked up as it is, and those guys weren't exactly making me feel any better.
See??? THEY DID CLOSE THE ROAD!
(I could just write some fib that I was part of the race, but no thank you..) ;)
After moving the car like an entire kilometer up north, we WALKED all the way back to the place we were staying (I knew we should've just gone to a hotel...nah, I'm too cheap for that) to shower, brush our teeth, eat, etc... We ended up getting stuck inside the WHOLE DAY coz well, they closed the freakin road until sundown.
Surprisingly enough, we had fun watching the event from our view...
We had soooooooo much fun when one the guys hosting the event (whom we later found out to be one of the city councilors --woohoo! you go baby!) was SCREAMING NON-STOP from AM to PM!!! It was hilarious!! Apparently, there was a fistfight, a dog crossing the road in the middle of the ruckuss, and all these magpies screaming their tails off to the riders of their choice. He was raging mad...and I mean beyond boiling point!:) You could literally see his temples throbbing and the nerves on his neck tightening latex-like. Hehe. Poor boy (he's quite young, actually) was a mess! He was getting so frustrated coz all the riders would get a "badstart" and were concentrating more so on NOT sidesweeping those damn people, rather than focus on the race itself. Hahaha. The crowd wouldn't listen to a word that he said and insisted they weren't stepping on the line. But note: they were ATOP the piles of tires on the roadside...y'know, to cushion the motorcycles incase they fall, or whatever. You're smart enough not to read my nasty explanations when it comes to anything technical.:) All I do know is after years and years of going to all types of events, I've never seen a more insolent, disobedient, inconsiderate, hot-tempered, and (still) hilarious crowd than THIS ↓ !!:)
Lookie look how loooonnnnggg that line of people is! And every single one of them was giving hell to the the organizers, riders, and the rest of their crew...Hahaha.
And in the end, even though this whole brouhaha and I started on the wrong foot...I actually ended up having a lot of fun. But it never would've happened if not for my now-beloved RC --the screaming young city councilor who was really the ONLY source of MY entertainment during that whole fucked-up day. Because of him, I even agreed to FP's crazy idea of climbing up the roof of that old building to watch everything that was going on. I took my lazy ass up that rusty old roof, took pictures, enjoyed the view, climbed back down, and screamed to heaven high when I saw the redlead on my brand new overpriced shorts. :) I scrubbed my legs for half an hour or so, and finally ended my woes with a nice cup of coffee, ciggies, with FP and I laughing coz the rain had poured down and all those dumbass people downstairs were running towards every direction possible like a cattle of mad cow. Pushing, shoving, and RC screaming at the background still...:)
Friday, July 14, 2006
I've just been surfing the net and came across this photo of guess who (coz that's all the blogs and other sites this photo was featured on said)?? The newest face of L'Oreal...Eva Longoria.
courtesy of: X17online
Oh God I knew all those celebrities looked wayyy too good to be true! I'm just glad there are sites that actually show reality when you need a huge dose of it...especially at a time wherein you have two huge zits that you know you shouldn't pop...but just did.:)
Now this...is something I just might print out and superglue to my fridge...everyone does it, I'm not sure if it works, but hey, it's worth at least a try...;) Never mind the sagging Star Jones-without-a-wonderbra breasts, and the chimpunk cheeks...what's that thing on her neck below her jaw? Hahaha...
I won't diss the apparel choice. It's better than being that fat and wearing a glittery tube top. And at least she wore a cap to cover half of her face, which is more than I could say for her more-awful companion. But wait, nobody cares bout her...
Mummy was right...twinkies are bad for you. Hahaha.
courtesy of: The Superficial
Jessica Simpson and Pinkcourtesy of: Zombiewood
Ain't life just glorious? Boohoo glamour...Let the zombies rule the world...so I may feel good bout how I look.
Posted by Twilly at 11:47 PM
Anyways, I would like to take this time to thank FP for all the love, care, acceptance and support he's given me throughout this whole Lee Dong Wook *sigh* issue... you truly are the best. Thank you for still acknowledging my existence in this world, and in your life. And that regardless of how badly I treat you, you're always still there for me. When I get married, I don't care what the rulebook says, YOU're going to be my "MAN of honor". And I'll be your "best GIRL". As dumb as that may sound, we will make it happen brah!!
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Lee Dong Wook
Somebody PLEASE KILL ME NOW!!! I swear to God if any of my family or friends knew about this, I'd just dieeeee of embarrassment!!! It's soo stupid and pathetic, it's not even funny! I have come to the conclusion, that I, Twilly the Twat, am officially confused...more so than usual. After 4 years in seclusion, one would think that's more than enough time already to "figure oneself out". And honestly? I really thought I already had it going...I thought weeeeee, I finally know who I really am, what I'm made of, where I come from, and goodbye and a hell lot of good riddance to self-analyzing and bitter confusion. No more pretentions...no more lies...and no more controlling myself from what I really...and BAM! I crash into a truckload of horseshit. Fuck.
I think about a month ago, while waiting for FP to get ready for our night out, I was hanging out with the maids at their lanai. I used to do that a lot, coz it's the only place in their house where I could smoke. Plus I genuinely like hanging out with the household help, always have. I was practically raised by our own household staff while I was growing up. But enought bout that... So yeah, I was hanging out with them while they were watching TV. It was a Monday. They were all excited bout this new Korean show called, "My Girl", which was airing their first episode that night. Whatever, right? WRONG! Coz I said the EXACT SAME THING. I totally forgot that I shouldn't be watching first episodes ANYTHING. I have this annoying thing about first episodes. Because I get hooked instantly--regardless if I like the fucking movie/show or not. It doesn't matter if it's a hit show or not, I just can't help myself but watch the second episode...then the third...until it gets out of control and I actually have the freakin' show TAPED! Ughh!!! And now "MY GIRL"??!!! Dubbed in Tagalog, at that!!! So anyway, I've always been in denial bout that...not until 10 minutes ago, when FP was caught by surprise that I was throwing another one of my famous tantrums. He asked me why, and I directly answered him --"I can't believe it's over! That was barely half an hour including commercial breaks!!!". Oh. My. God. Word vomit. He had no idea I've been hooked on that show...all this time, people think I just go to the bathroom for half an hour at 9:30PM sharp. Now I'm busted. And I hate it. And why oh why all this insanity? To be honest, it's not just about my issues with first episodes. It's also about the fucker who's on male lead. Lee Dong Wook *dreamy*...sigh....oh stop it Twilly!!!! Uggghh!!!! I just canNOT believe it! I don't. I swear I don't. The guy is skinny, and scrawny and I'd be damned if I turn my head if I spot him in person at some random public place (heaven forbid it to be anywhere private! *stomp on my on foot* stupid stupid stupid!!)!!! But oh my God I loooovvveee ♥ him! And OMG I can't believe I actually AM. Ohhhh fuck. I've become one of those people...I swear, I don't know how it happened. This is soooo unlikely of me, but damn I'm gaga over the guy. I don't get it. I just don't. He seems like he's sooo full of it. And I do realize that it's just a character, but dammit I've been hit...hard.
After years and years of making fun of people who go crazy over Korean dramas, or ANY KIND OF soap for that matter, here I am clearing my 9:30PM schedule (from Mondays to Thursdays!) just to watch the guy and fall inlove even with the way he swerves his steering wheel. And by that, I mean literally swerve the wheel of his silver Range Rover. No dirty ideas. But nevertheless, how pathetic is that??! Oh God, what have I become?! I am sooo sorry for all the people I've made fun of. I am sooo sorry for ruining your lives, your hopes, your dreams of marrying your "idols". I am sooo sorry for tearing those pesky photographic-printed cardboards you used to carry all the time in your wallets back in Grade school. I'm SORRY people!
(except for my former classmates who wanted to get married to that mummy-looking villain on Samurai X...I hope you've already seeked professional help, because I still think you're waaayy more cuckoo than I can ever be...) *meanie*
Sigh...and yet, after all this hormonal rampage I've been on...I still can't stand soaps. I still don't find the point in making time for non-stop crying, overbattered, overabused Lolita-looking female leads and overbearing guys "rescuing" them from their troubled past and helping them to avenge their father's death, new money and power, and all. Hmm...maybe I already am, and I still don't know it. But I DO know I still don't have the patience to wait day after day just to know what's going to happen to these characters' fates...except for "My Girl" (ugh). I guess life really is "to each his own".
Now if you'll excuse me, I shall now go and crawl under a rock and die before somebody I know reads this and calls me. Calls, I can avoid, but those nasty SMS are going to be painfully annoying --coz sooner or later, I will have to turn on my phone. :(
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Saw this quaint little church at Sibulan, Negros. A small town right after Dumaguete City
Monday, July 10, 2006
This is the Silliman University's...I don't know, Heritage Hall? Millenium Hall? Or some Museum-y sounding name. I don't care, I think it's pretty...:)
(ok, so maybe not all the photos because I just realized I took way too many pictures of the Boulevard alone. Tsk. After all my uploading, they all looked the same --even I got confused!, so I just deleted most of them and left these. Hehe.)
Craving for some Chinese, we ended up here...
Apparently, this is the only Chinese restaurant in Dumaguete--or so we were told (aside from Chowking of course, but hey, we can have 24 hr crappy Chowking delivery anytime, anywhere in this country...so no thanks)
It was pretty ok. We stayed at their Al Fresco area. At first, there were a couple of flies at our table, but eventually the wind picked up from the bay area (since it's right across the Boulevard), and it was "bye2x flies!!". It was relatively good. The food was great and ohhhh sooo CHEAP! Around $11, and we were stuffed like little (?) piglets!! And we are such big eaters, we're a little below the level of wild boar.
The service was "ok". Would you believe, the waiter was white! With grey eyes! His English was bad, but hey, what the hell..:) He's probably 'half". There's a lot of them in Dumaguete. A lot of European and American Expats. And a wholllleeee lottttt of hot pink/bright orange/lime green combo-wearing hookers.;) And guess what? I think Chin Loong's one of their favorite spots.;) Hihihi.
This is a BAR. A bar? Sigh. I don't want to be mean, coz the owner's probably a nice person, so I'll just shut up.:) We didn't bother to go inside. Would you?:)
Anyway, I stole a photo off the net of the Havaianas. This is just a preview courtesy of oh God I forgot where I stole this photo from!! (I'll post photo credits later) I'll post the photo of MY PEACOCKs *giggle I said "peacocks"* (retard) when I get back to Cebu. Still enjoying my "vacation" for the moment.;)
Sigh...Dad? If you're going to throw one of your "secret admirer" gift-giving --which is sooo old, already, by the way. You can always just call and tell me you sent something!:) And why the Peacock? Why not just the Limited Edition OSCARS???? *wink wink* ---eviiiill only daughter alert! (bitch bitch bitch) I'm kidding! Dad, if for some reason you're actually reading this....I love you...;)
Aren't they purrrrty? I'm sooo jealous.
Photo credits: http://nocturnalangel2.blogspot.com/ Girl, you have no idea how jealous I am of you!!!!:) Haha. If you get tired of them (which, I doubt you would...:) Do resell them to me!!!! For a pair like that, I'd gladly swallow my pride and fuck ego...I'll take 2nd-hand than no-havs at all! Haha!
By the way people, she also owns the Peacock photo I stole above. The girl is probably like the Havainas Queen of the Philippines, I d'nno...sure seems like it! Haha. More Havs to the collection babe!
So we left Starbucks, went home, packed our bags, lounged around a bit to talk and decide where to go (at 12MN!!! --we're freaks). So we decided we'd go to Negros since it was close enough to Cebu, and we could bring the car so we wouldn't have to deal with PUVs (a serious must for cure-to-depression-trips)...aside from the fact that we were strapping for cash and at least my dad has a house there, so no more worries with regards to lodging. We're getting to be such great freeloaders. Ahhh...what lack of money can do to you.;)
I woke up at the port/dock/whatever, paid for everything, went back to the car and waited to board. I was actually quite ok, loving the view of the island across until I saw the ramp we were going to use to get into the barge. It was NOT a pretty ramp...at all. In a sort-of-evil way, I kindda felt relieved we weren't using my car. *bitch bitch bitch* Poor FP had to listen to his car squeem! But it's ok, he's a big spoiled brat, and he knows it. His mom's going to have his car buffed up again as soon as he asks her...AGAIN. Sigh. FP's cute, and I love him. But sometimes I can't help but think he's way more of a spoiled bratty GIRL than I am! --no, he's not gay--
Buh-bye Cebu!! (notice how "bald" Cebu is?? Tsk!)
Arrived in Dumaguete City...belching from all the junkfood and "healthy" cold sandwiches that we brought along for the trip. But then...
We didn't really come here for the pizza. *snicker* But we couldn't resist the view, so we ordered the cheapest pizza on the menu. Well, not really the cheapest, but still pretty cheap --less than $5 for a good-for-2 pizza.:) Don't you just love the Philippines?;)
*shhh..we really are just cheap, period.*
This is actually a house...
Dammmmnnnn... The thing that shocked me the most about this place --that I just had to force FP make a U-turn so I could take a photo-- was that I never thought I could find such...excess in Negros! I mean, yeah...I understand the world has become an entirely materialistic place, but I didn't expect a showcase of it in Negros! I don't mean that in a mean way, people. I don't discriminate people/places/whatevers (well, at least not all the time *teehee bitch alert*) I am merely stating that after a couple of hours in Dumaguete and already getting used to the "simplicity" of everything, BAM! We saw this. And guess what, that's just their "front lawn"!