Same Shit, Different Day

My 2011 Fall TV Show list

2011-09-08T05:02:00.001+08:00

New Shows: (in no particular order)

Revenge - because Emily VanCamp is lovely as hell. Hopefully, it’s ratings will survive that of CSI and SVU.

The Playboy Club - Chicago. Nuff said. And Amber Heard.

New Girl - Zooey Deschanel.

Person of Interest - haven’t seen the promos but it’s by Abrams.

The Secret Circle - not really my cup of tea but Brittany Robertson is in it.

Whitney - She seems to be funny.

Charlie’s Angel - the title speaks for itself.

Grimm - it’s about a detective protecting humanity from fairy tale characters. Hmmm…

2 Broke Girls - Kat Dennings.

Suburtagory - comedy about a single dad with a 16-year-old daughter moving to the ‘burbs for a better life. I need more comedy in my life.

American Horror Story - we need a scary sometimes.

Free Agents - looks funny.

Homeland (Showtime) - because Mandy Patinkin, who played Jason Gideon on Criminal Minds is in it.

Once upon a time - Snow White is real! So is the evil queen. Jennifer Morrison is in it.

Prime Suspect - I wanna see how this will differ from the rest of the detective shows on tv.

Unforgettable - Poppy Montgomery as a red head, former NYPD detective who possesses the special ability to remember everything.

Up all night - Christina Applegate and Will Arnett. Cmon now.

Midseason Shows

The 2-2 - gritty cop drama follows six NYPD rookies as they attempt to find a balance between their personal lives and the beat on the streets of Manhattan. Leelee Sobieski is in it.

Alcatraz - show about an investigation into the sudden reappearance of inmates and guards who mysteriously disappeared from the prison some 30 years prior.

Awake - Inception-style thriller about an injured cop who wakes from an accident to find himself living in two separate realities: one in which his wife perished in a car crash, the other in which he lost his son.

Returning Shows

NCIS

NCIS: LA

Fringe

House

Criminal Minds - Im so glad that JJ and Emily are back

Blue Blood

Community

Happy Endings

Hawaii 5-O

The Mentalist

Nikita

Parenthood

The Walking Dead

Chuck

FOOTBALL!!!!

Gawd, I’ll need more space.

Revenge: A quick review

2011-09-08T00:46:00.001+08:00

Revenge is a dish best served cold. And it helps if the server is a beautiful, rich and smart person like Emily Thorne played by the lovely Emily VanCamp. It’s a story about how she will take down the people who betrayed for father when she was still a young child. Her main mark, Victoria Grayson, Queen of the Hamptons played by Madeleine Stowe. Queen Victoria is one cold hearted bitch and someone you don’t want to mess with, as shown in the first episode of the series.

Pilot episode got me hooked. How she took down one of people responsible for destroying her family was well played. I’m curious as to how she’d get her revenge on the rest. The show is up against CSI and Law & Order: SVU. The competition is tough but i think this show will hold its own. Let’s hope that the ratings will back me up.

This is not a story about forgiveness. There will be no “I’m sorry” in the end. And I doubt that Victoria will just bend over and accept what is coming to her. This is gonna get dirt.

Snow Land Adventuuuuure!

2011-02-04T00:32:00.009+08:00

Photo from Chicagotribune.com

First, a shout out to the brave men and women of the Chicago Fire Department, Chicago Police Department, City of Chicago Streets & Sanitation, Members of the Media and to the rest of Chicagoan who went out of their ways to help out other people. Cheers!

I left work around 3-ish. You all know about the last minute meeting I had. I was supposed to leave around 2 but that didn't happen. 3pm was the time that the blizzard was said to hit Chicago. Before I left the office, I told my coworker "Is it weird that I'm actually excited about walking out there?" I know most of you already think I’m weird but I mean... Anyways, she didn't really answer me, so I smiled at went on my way. I love the snow. It's the wind chill that's a bitch. The soft feeling when it lands on your face, the fluffiness of it and the joy it brings. Every time it snows, I feel like a child again. Like I want to play outside and throw snowballs around. It brings back memories from when I was a kid growing up. This was before my mother "deported" me to the Philippines. I remember I was studying at St. Gregory (I think they changed the school to an IS or something) and we were playing in the school yard when my African-American classmate was running towards me with snow in his hands and shoved it to my face. It got in my eyes and that's all I’m saying. Back to the present. So I walked out of the building and waited for the bus. It didn't take that long for the bus to arrive but the traffic had already started. Cars were moving like turtles in one single line. Bus wasn't packed. It got to Midway after 30-40 minutes. It usually takes half that time. The bus terminal was full of people trying to get home early. The trains, on the other hand, were almost empty. There weren’t that much people on the Orange Line heading to The Loop but the Brown line traveling to Kimball was a different story. It was packed like a can of spam. Everyone was trying to avoid the arriving blizzard. The carts were so packed; I couldn't read my book while standing up. You think that when people got off, there would be more space but no, because when they got out a new batch of passengers would come in and take their places. I was surprise that my commute time was still the same, 2 hours. CTA was prepared for the weather and didn't have any delays. At least for my commute.

After getting off the train, I decided to walk the rest of the way home. Snow was already being dumped on Chicago and the wind was blowing really hard. The snow that was on the ground was being blown up back in to the air by the strong winds. Some of it landed on my exposed face. It felt like I was in a desert but instead of sand, snow was flying everywhere. Not that I’ve been in a desert, I just saw it in the movies and that's what it looks like. I almost got pushed down by the wind a couple of times. Since the wind was coming from behind, it wasn't that hard to breathe unlike when the wind is blowing into your face. I got home safe and sound. I showered, changed my clothes and made dinner. My neighborhood didn't lose electricity so I was able to watch the news. After that I went to bed.

Feb 2 Wednesday

I woke up at 6 am to see if I could go to work. I turned on the TV to watch the news and the condition outside. The snow has already reached more than 10 inches by that time. I found out that the Brown Line had stopped services from Kimball to Western since those parts of the tracks were on ground level. There was no way I was going to work even though it was double pay; I decided to get more sleep. Before going to bed, I peeked out my window and the snow was starting to reach the lower part of my door. Woke up again around 9 am and made breakfast. Watched the news again to see that the conditions haven't really improved. It only got much worst. Snow was still coming down and piling up even more.

I knew that going outside wasn't a great idea but being the curious and stubborn SOB that I am, I got dressed and when outside anyways. Even though the newscasters kept on warns us not go outside if you don’t have to, it didn't stop me from getting my coffee. And like what Jan (@aphrodite) and @gilbz say on plurk, “ADVENTUUUUUUUUUUUUUURE" (at least I think we have the same meaning in mind), which it was. I peeking out again and the snow was already blocking the lower part of the screen door. I had to give it a good push just to open it. My first step outside, my foot sunk into the soft snow. I don’t think I was stepping on the actual concrete. When I got outside the gates, I saw that almost everything was white. Cars and trucks were buried and side streets were filled with untouched snow. You could see a few people starting to shovel their sidewalks. I proceeded to go on my way and get me some coffee at DD which was like 6 blocks away from my apartment. Every step I took was a challenge. My boots would disappear into the snow. The snow was up to my shin. It brought back memories of walking on the muddy fields in the farming lands in the province. Imagine you were on the rice fields after the rain. Every step you took felt like the mud grabbing onto your feet and not letting go. Now imagine the mud was white. And soft. And cold. That's how every step felt like.

When I got on Lawrence Ave, which is usually a busy street at anytime of the day, the street was empty save for a few cars. People were walking on the streets and not on the sidewalks because of the knee high snow. And some of them were walking with shovels resting on their shoulders. I saw this one guy who had a cap on that made him look like one of the seven dwarfs from Snow White (How appropriate). I pictured him marching on his way while singing "Hi Ho Hi Ho. Off to work we go". Me, being a child trapped in a 28 yr old body, I threw caution to the wind and proceeded to walk on the snow-filled sidewalk just for kicks. I didn't go sink all the way down. Like earlier, my boots sunk into the snow, up to my shin. There were parts they were already half shoveled like by McDonald's but the rest as still high. I got to DD and order my coffee. I stayed for a good 30 minutes before leaving. Snow was still falling and the winds still strong. There was a group of teenagers taking pictures in the snow, posing for every shot. I even over heard one of them say he hasn't seen so much snow in his entire fucking life. I caught up to a Filipino couple walking in front of me. They stopped to take a picture when the lady told her husband, "Dito. Pikturan mo ko dito. Siguraduhin mong halatang ako yan ha. Lalagay ko sa Facebook para makita nila sa atin" (Here. Take my picture here. Make sure I’m recognized. I’m going to put that on Facebook so they can see it back home). I walked pass them and smiled to myself. I took a little detour and walked on one of the side streets to go around. The scene was amazing. Horrible if you disagree with me. Imagine yourself in a maze and the wall is waist high and made of snow. That's how that particular sidewalk looked like. A few residents were already done clearing out their part and you could see the concrete. They used snow blowers, which made it easy for them. On the other side of the street, kids were playing around. They were throwing snowballs around while other kids were jumping into the thick, fluffy and cold snow.

As I made my way through, a group of young boys were talking about targeting a house. Not to rob, but to shovel the snow and charge the owners 50 bucks. With that much snow, I’ll probably charge a hundred. Not that I would do it, of course. I mean I didn't even do mine. Our landlord hired some guy to do it while they were away. Going back to my walk, I ended up by the school's playground, which is a close to my apartment. I just watched while families were having a great time playing. They were laughing like they had no worries whatsoever. After a few minutes, I decided to head towards my place. I could see my neighbors starting to shovel and trying to figure out how to get their cars free from the snow around it. I haven't seen the people who live around me like this, everybody on the streets at one time. Helping each other out. I've seen a couple of them but we didn't really say anything to one another. We would just nod and went on our own ways. Some of them I didn't even know lived on my street. Like the ladies that live at the building next to my apartment. Megan was doing the clearing while Tess watched, laughed and took pictures. I asked Megan if she needed help. She wasn't really doing any progress with it. She hand me the shovel and introduced herself and her girlfriend. I just had to ask if what she meant by girlfriend was a friend that's a girl or as a partner. Megan gave me that "You have a problem with that" look and I said I just wanted to clarify so I won’t try to hit on you. She gave me a pat on the shoulder and said I’m not her type. And I answered her "I think I know why" then smiled. She laughed at me and said they were partners. I apologized for sounding like an ass and said I got like that when it's cold. They lived in the building for about 6 months, she said. Tess went up to get coffee and offered me some, which I took of course. I finished shoveling and asked if I could borrow it for the mean time so I could help out other people and charge them. She looked at me weird as if I was going to charge her. I said I was joking and she let me borrow it and I told her I return it after.

I helped out my other neighbors and finally got to meet some of them. Once we were able to get parts cleared, some when in to get lunch. The wind was still blowing the snow around. Other people still shoving while other drivers still think they could drive through the heavy snow on the other street. I just stood there and watched. I guess you can say I was people watching and snow watching. Before heading back in myself, I did what I’ve wanted to do all day long. And that was to do a Nestea in to the snow. I dropped, back first to the snow. I went to a different spot and did a snow angel. I stayed down for a bit, got up, looked at my snow angel and smiled. Then I remembered there was a fire hydrant somewhere in the spot. I just shrugged. Like I said, the snow makes me feel like a child again. I felt my tummy rumble and went inside with a grin on my face. This blizzard is now part of Chicago's weather history and I was there.

And during the time I was typing this (9:34 pm), I haven't returned the shovel.

Storm Story: Chicago Edition

2010-06-25T01:06:00.006+08:00

Photo from Chicago Tribune

For the past days, storms have been rolling in and out of Chicago. And last night was no exception. Before I got out of the office, it was already dark as night but it was only 5 pm. As I was waiting for the 5:45 bus, tiny rain drops started to fall.

“Thank God the bus arrived before the rain poured” said one person waiting with me at the bus stop. And as though on cue, the rain poured as I entered the train station. It was raining a million cats and dogs. Luckily, the platform had a roof over it but the rain was being blown in from the side. People were running into the trains as not to get wet. After 5 minutes, the train departed from the station and was on to the next stop. You couldn’t see anything outside expect the raindrops hitting hard on the windows and the lightings in the far distance. The train was swaying left to right because of the strong winds. There were old folks that come from Midway Airport that were holding on for dear life. Grandma was complaining to Grandpa on why she thought coming to Chitown was, in her own sweet words, “a bad fucking idea”. Grandpa’s face was saying what his lips couldn’t, “I know, I know. Quit bitching already.” A group of teenagers were whipping out their cameras and taking their pictures with the storm as a background. “This is sooooooooo going on facebook” says one of them.

Halfway into the Pulaski station, the train stops. For about ten minutes we stood there while the wind was hauling outside. For the first time silence filled the train car. Then a voice comes from the train’s speaker. The driver was asking the passengers to not open the train doors. The driver moved the train to align it with the platform. You could see CTA workers running up and down the platform. There was no explanation as to why we stopped.

“This doesn’t look good” said Julie, who flew in from Arizona to be with friends in Chicago. She said she hasn’t seen anything like it. That she was curious and scared at the same time. Close by passengers started to express their fears and worries. Others shared their own storm stories. Julie, who as sitting next to me asked about my experience with storms, I told her I’ve seen worst and been in worst storms than this one. I told them stories about storms in the Philippines and being stuck in one back the 90’s. In the middle of our story telling, the AC and lights were turned off. The teenagers started to panic, screaming OMG, OMG. The driver announced the reason for the stop; debris was on the tracks of the train. Voices got loud, most of it were cursing. I told Julie that she choose a bad time to fly in. She blamed her friend for it. But she said this was a new thing for her. And for some odd reason, she’s ok with it and then gives me a pretty smile. We chatted more, got to know each other while everyone was calling their loved ones and friends, complaining about the storm and everything else. CTA finally said that the train cannot move any further until the storm stops. They had empty buses waiting downstairs for those who were heading downtown. As we were moving from train to the bus, we could see CTA workers taking pictures of the storm with their camera phone. I helped Julie with her stuff (why she had 2 small luggage is beyond me). We were both glad with how CTA handled the situation. We got onboard and talked some more.

Outside, the storm seemed to be letting up. It was still dark and still raining but not as hard as it did earlier. Fire trucks, Patrol cars and Ambulances were running on the streets. The bus was running for about 30 minutes when we stop. One of the roads was flooded and the cars in front of us wouldn’t pass through the flood. We were stuck once again. The bus driver said that we were going to head back to the station, the trains were working again. Others cheered while some continue to drop F bombs like it was the 4^th of July. Julie was relieved. She said she didn’t want to see the city this way. I told her that tomorrow promised to be a better day.

So we got back to the station and boarded another train. This time, the ride when smoothly. The driver kept on apologizing for the inconvenience, even though it wasn’t their fault. Outside, it was still raining but the winds dead down a bit. It didn’t sway the train car anymore. Julie’s stop was approaching. She got up and thanked me for everything. We gave me her number and said she’ll be in town till Sunday. Said I should call her and she gave me other smile. She pulled her stuff near the door and said goodbye before exiting the train. I looked at her through the window as the train continued its route.

This was probably one of the few times I was happy about a storm. Most of the time, I’d be cursing at the weather but this time was different. Why? You do the math. And if there’s anything that amazes me with all that had happened last night, it is the fact that I didn’t get wet during this storm.

Job Hunting...

2010-01-26T06:52:00.001+08:00

is a bitch. Most especially in this cold weather. And blogging while applying online won't help either.

saw my life flash before my eyes

2009-12-10T13:48:00.001+08:00

i was driving home when a car on the other side of the road started to skid and collide with two cars in front of me. i was that close but when i tried to hit my brakes, the car kept on going because of the snow and ice on the road. i had to turn the wheel all the way to the right. with car still sliding i thought i was gonna hit the cars in front of me. since i was pulling to the right, i ended up spinning and stopped on the side walk. good thing there was on people or posts or anything. no one was seriously hurt. in the other cars. i was able move my car to the right side and sorta help the other people. im still a bit shaken by it though.

2009-12-08T15:22:00.003+08:00

Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

The phone call i thought i'd never get. ever.

2009-12-07T03:23:00.000+08:00

phone rings at 9:30 in the morning. Unknown number.
i was hesitant to pick up but curious as to who was calling.
i answered:

Me: Hello?
Caller: Good morning, this is Robert Miller, P.I.
Me: P.I.? As in Private Investigator? Are you kidding me?
*checked the number again. it had a different area code*
Caller: Yes, sir. and no, this isn't a prank call. Is this *says thespitsmaster's real name*
Me: Unfortunately, yes. what is this about?
Caller: Hello there, how are you today?
Me: Let's cut the bullshit, please. You didn't call for small talk. What is this about?
Caller: I'm calling in behalf of your father. I was hired to look for you.
Me: I'm sorry, but did you say "my father"?!
Caller: Yes, Mr. *insert father's name here*
Me: you're shitting me, right?
Caller: No sir. Your father is...
Me: *hangs up*

I wished that the next sentence was "Darth Vader". That would make the conversation much more interesting and much more awesome. But sadly, it wasn't.

Someone pinch, slap or kick me. Please tell me this is a fucking dream. It feels more like a nightmare. Much, much more.

Movie Quote

2009-11-10T08:40:00.002+08:00

That's why I can't say enough times, whatever love you can get and give, whatever happiness you can filch or provide, every temporary measure of grace, whatever works.

- Boris Yellnikoff (played by Larry David) Whatever Works, 2009

Random Brain Frats

2009-10-24T06:13:00.000+08:00

There is no such thing as BAD weather, only the wrong clothes - Jennifer Speake

Random Brain Farts.

2009-10-23T10:01:00.001+08:00

Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.

Taking your place

2008-01-12T09:42:00.000+08:00

Its been awhile since I placed anything on this part of the site. I was at a youth vigil this evening (8pm - 11pm Chicago time) We had a group sharing and this was the story/topic of that sharing. I thought i'd share it with the rest of the (cyber) world.

There was a visitor to the parish. He was looking for the spot to part his car when he saw an empty space. Just as he parked his car, a parishiner get out of his car and walks up to him, saying, "You took my place. This is where I park." Dissapointed, he gives the spot to the parishiner.

He goes in to the church, finds a vacant seat and sat down. A lady parishiner comes up to him and with a rude voice said, "You took my place. This is where I usually sit." Frustrated with how a visitor was treated, he gave up the seat.

He goes to pay his respect to the sacrament. As he was about to kneel down and pray, another parishiner comes up shouting, "You took my place. That's where I kneel. Get away. Move." Hurt, the visitor walks away, saying nothing.

After all of this, he finds the parishiners gathered while praying for the Lord to come and bless them. All of a sudden, the visitor's apperances changes and he becomes bloody and wounded. One of the parishiner noticed this and ask, "What happened to you?"

The visitor replies, "I took your place."

I hope you get the lesson/moral/meaning of the story. He took our place. He was the one who suffered for us. Those "spots", "seat" or "kneeling place" we always use, those are where we sin the most. He took those places so that we won't suffer for our sins.

If you guys have other interpretation, just put them here. I know this is the usual thing you'd hear from me. It wouldn't hurt to share this though. I've got a couple more, actually. I post them some other time. ;)

I'm back...

2007-06-21T08:54:00.001+08:00

And who cares right? Nyahahahaha! It's been awhile since I wrote something down here (or anywhere for that matter. oh wait, do leaving comments count?). Well, I'm not entirely back. I just hanging out at a public library, not to read books but to get some "Net" time. It's free anyways and it sure beats connect to some dumb ass american's unprotect wifi (I only get 11 mbps from the guy). I'd be 80% - 100% back when I get my own Internet connection at home.

So what's new? Nothing much. Just that I'm in a (not so) new location, where the girl you plan to hit on turns out be only 15 years old (damn they're so big, the height I mean), everything has taxes and to get around you need to choose one (or more)of the following
1. Driver your own (or borrowed) car
2. Have someone to driver you (family driver)
3. Take the bus
4. Run
5. Jog
6. Walk
7. Walk
8. Walk
9. Did I mention walk?

Care to guess? Oops... time's up. Thanks for playing...

Just kidding!

I am now in the land of the free and home of the brave... take me out to the ball game... take me out with the crowd... oops... wrong song.

I am now in the land of the dream... the impossible dream... (I'd rather not sing it, thank you)

I am now in the land where you can find almost every culture, every race, every skin color.

I am now in the land where some white people think they're black, some black people think they're Asian and some Asian think they're both.

Still can't guess? Where else but America. The land of opportunity... and all that jazz.

In the next couple of days (or week, maybe months) I'll be sharing with you some of my (mis)adventures here. But don't hold your breath and don't quit your day jobs, okay.

So until next time. I'm getting the heck out before I freeze my ass off. It's sure is cold in here. And yet the girl on the other table is wearing mini shorts. Talk about think skin...Brrrrrr....

Forget drinking Sustagen Prime...

2007-03-28T12:55:00.000+08:00

Paving the Way for Memory Lane

Feeling like the absent-minded professor lately? Here are some memory-improving strategies to keep your brain sharp.

Ginkgo to Think
Ginkgo, the oldest surviving species of tree, has been traced back 300 million years and is one of the most widely studied plants. The leaf of the ginkgo tree is shaped like a human brain, and some believe this is why, in Asia, it has always had a reputation of benefiting the mental processes.

A dwindling memory and decreased concentration is largely caused by decreased blood flow to the brain and loss of brain cells; ginkgo has been confirmed to boost circulation to the brain and other organs, improving memory and cognitive functions. Additionally, ginkgo is used far and wide as a longevity tonic in Asia and Europe.

The best-known and most commonly available form of ginkgo is as teas and herbal extracts, but ginkgo nut, used in the culinary traditions of Asian cultures, also has therapeutic properties and is also said to strengthen lung function.

Mental Gymnastics Keep Your Mind Nimble
It is normal to become more absent-minded as we age, and in fact, most people over the age of 40 experience some memory loss. The most likely causes of a forgetful memory include poor concentration due to brain-chemical imbalance, tiredness, depression, anxiety, and sleep disorders.

If you find you are more forgetful than usual, try these steps and see if there isn't some improvement in your cognitive clarity:

1. Get an uninterrupted eight hours of sleep each night.
2. Do a half an hour of cardiovascular exercise every day, such as brisk walking, slow jogging, biking, or swimming. This will improve circulation and increase blood flow to the brain.
3. Turn yourself upside down for a couple of minutes daily.
4. Mental fitness activities are imperative to prevent age-related cognitive decline. Read and learn new things, find new hobbies, do crossword puzzles, add up your bill in your head while shopping, memorize a set of phone numbers forward and backwards; all these can stimulate brain cell activities and in some cases even grow new brain pathways.
5. Work with your physician to find a supplemental regimen that helps improve your cognitive capabilities. Memory-enhancing supplements and herbs include B-complex vitamins, magnesium, CoQ10, alpha-lipoic acid, fish oil, flax seed oil, Chinese club moss, ginkgo, and ginseng. A supplement that has been well-documented in Europe for reversing age-related dementia and memory loss is phosphatidylserine (PS), a compound made by the body from the amino acid serine. Taken in supplement form, PS lowers stress response and promotes the release of neurotransmitters in the brain that facilitate thought, reasoning, and concentration.

I hope you find your days more memorable for many years to come! I invite you to visit often and share your own personal health and longevity tips with me.

May you live long, live strong, and live happy!

-Dr. Mao

Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End Trailer

2007-03-21T13:31:00.000+08:00

Will Turner (Orlando Bloom), Elizabeth Swann (Keira Knightley) are allied with Captain Barbossa (Geoffrey Rush) in a desperate quest to free Captain Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) from his mind-bending trap in Davy Jones' locker, while the terrifying ghost ship, The Flying Dutchman and Davy Jones, under the control of the East India Trading Company, wreaks havoc across the Seven Seas. Navigating through treachery, betrayal and wild waters, they must forge their way to exotic Singapore and confront the cunning Chinese Pirate Sao Feng (Chow Yun-Fat). Now headed beyond the very ends of the earth, each must ultimately choose a side in a final, titanic battle, as not only their lives and fortunes, but the entire future of the freedom-loving Pirate way, hangs in the balance.

Har!!!

What is your name worth?

2007-03-15T10:23:00.000+08:00

What is your name worth?

What Force users are you?

2007-02-26T15:12:00.000+08:00

Take the test and May the Force be with you

And East... lost.

2007-02-19T13:03:00.000+08:00

If a picture paints a thousand words... this paints maximum pokes... Nyahahahaha!

I would like to kick Ben Gordon's ass for not following the order of shots during the Haier Shooting Stars challenge. Team Chicago lost by default because of him. What happened was he and Candice Dupree of the Chicago Sky took a shoot at the same time. Ben was suppose to shot after Candice. One of the shot went it, but it was Ben's 3 that went in instead of Dupree's. Man, Scottie got the winning shot from halfcourt. Oh well... atleast they had fun...

And I heard the Pips looking for a team to play with. He's planning a comeback like MJ.

Just Read It First And Then Make Up Your Mind

2007-02-15T14:24:00.000+08:00

Question 1:
If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three whowere deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she hadsyphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?

Read the next question before looking at the response for this one.

Question 2:
It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts.
Here are the facts about the three candidates.

Candidate A: Associates with crooked politicians, and consults withastrologist. He's had two mistresses. He also chain smokes anddrinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.

Candidate B: He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon,used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.

Candidate C: He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke,drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.
Which of these candidates would be our choice?

Decide first... no peeking, then scroll down for the response.

Candidate A: is Franklin D. Roosevelt.
Candidate B: is Winston Churchill.
Candidate C: is Adolph Hitler.

And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question:
If you saidYES, you just killed Beethoven.

Pretty interesting isn't it? Makes a person think before judging someone.Wait till you see the end of this note! Keep reading...

Never be afraid to try something new.
Remember: Amateurs...built the ark.
Professionals...built the Titanic!

And Finally, can you imagine working for a company that has a little more than 500 employees and has the following statistics:
* 29 have been accused of spousal abuse
* 7 have been arrested for fraud
* 19 have been accused of writing bad checks
* 117 have directly or indirectly bankrupted at least 2

businesses

* 3 have done time for assault
* 71 cannot get a credit card due to bad credit
* 14 have been arrested on drug-related charges
* 8 have been arrested for shoplifting
* 21 are currently defendants in lawsuits
* 84 have been arrested for drunk driving in the last year...

Can you guess which organization this is?

Give up yet?

It's the 535 members of the United States Congress.
The same group that crank out hundreds of new laws each year designed to keep the rest of us... ???

Happy birthday to me...okay then what?

2006-12-21T17:41:00.000+08:00

Yes ladies and gentlemen, yesterday (but I'm sure that by the time this hits my multiply account, it would be two 0r three days before) was that wonderful time of the year again, well, for me anyways. Nope, it's not christmas but close. And it's not Valentine's day either. It's that time of the year when one gets old. When another number is added to your age. When your age slowly starts to leave the pages of the calender, and before you know it, it's totally gone. My Birthday. The day my mother pushed me out into this world. A cousin of mine told me, "Kuya, ang tanda mo na!" To which I replied, "Anong matanda? Uy, twen-teen-*censored* lang ako ha!". Well, it's just a two-digit number. And in my opinion, numbers don't tell and make you old, PEOPLE tell you and make you feel old. And besides, it doesn't show on my face (this is my blog, deal with it). I just censored the last number for my own safety. *sipol*

I couldn't remember much of how I celebrated my day when I was a young brat. All I could remember was my uncle would throw me a kid's party, complete with hotdogs and marshmallows on sticks and clowns. And during those times, my party would have one thing in common. Nope, not the hotdog or the clowns, but my uncle filming every moment of it. After he edits it, the footage gets shipped off to the US to my mom. He'd always say, "Well, she paid for all of this anyways". :D

During my HS years, I've celebrated my day at home. Living in the province, you don't really have anywhere else to go. I'd have my auntie whip up about 3-4 dishes and I'd invite all the people I know, from my HS buddies down to the "tambay sa kanto". Of course, my relative won't miss out on the celebration. And we all know that when there's a celebration, the booze is just around the corner, peeping at the clock to see if it's time to jump out and shout, "Tama na yan, Inuman na!!!" But during those times, we were "fans" of Tanduay, Gilbey's and of course, Lambanog, flavored or not. Beer would come after, if we were still up and not puking all over the place. High School was and is definitely the greatest time of all.

But when it came time to leave the home-cooked foods, the Lambanog, pukes and going off to college, celebrating my birthday was done in of different way, the metro way. My first celebration was in a bar that is now closed (damn, well thanks for the memories) in Makati. This was the first time I celebrated in a bar and was definitely not the last. Every year after that, we would try out different bars. And the most unforgetable was the one in Libis. We went bar hopping. Plus the gang had soooo many bloopers that we were laughing our heads off that night. One of it was when one of my buddies felt asleep on the toilet bowl of the men's room while calling for a crow (in tagalog: nagtatawag ng uwak.) If you were once upon a time in that kind of situation, you'll be able to figure out why I called it as such. ;)

After we graduated from calling crows and bar hopping, I also graduated from celebrating via the metro way. But one never graduates from drinking. Nope. Can't leave it and can't live without it, unless you had a liver disease and you're force to graduate from it. I'd still drink with friends but not that much. The celebration focused more on my relative and love one. Instead of cooking at home, I'd have them come to the metro and the fam would eat out. After that they'd go malling while me and my girl would watch a flick.Yesterday, same thing, the fam went out to the metro, had lunch and malling. But this time we watched "The Wonderful World of Dolphins and Sea Lions" near the Mall of Asia. It was great. My little cousin enjoyed soooo much that she wanted another go at it. But of course we didn't. We'll just be seeing the same tricks all over again, well, in my opinion anyways. And no drinking this time.

IMHO, what really makes a persons birthday is not how he/she celebrates his/her day but it's who you celebrate it with, who remembers you, and greets you. For me, that beats hotdogs on sticks, lambanog and calling for crows anytime. I was surpised to open my mail this A.M. There was a sudden blast from the not so distant past. I'll talk about it some other time. I was also blown away by the greetings I got from Highfiber. Even if it was late, it's the thought that counts. Thanks guys.

Wow. I didn't realize how long this post is already. Anyways, Happy birthday to you, handsome mofo. Oh alright. I'll drop the mofo part. :D

*note - this entry has been editted due to wrong use of word, you all know why. clue: starts with the letter D. *

I am fucked up Tuesday

2006-12-05T10:27:00.000+08:00

*currently listening to Break Stuff by Limp Bizkit*

Its just one of those days

When you don't wanna wake up

Everything is fucked, Everybody sux

You don't really know why, but you want justify

Rippin' someone's head off

No human contact, And if you interact

Your life is on contract

Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker

It's just one of those days!!

No. This is not a parody of RJ Jimenez "Miss kita pag tuesday" song. That's how I feel today. Like everything is just so fucked up. SSDD. Same Shit, Different Day. Has any of you ever had that kind of day where you feel that the whole damn world just hates you and that the earth would suddenly eat you up?

If you have, then MAYBE you know how I feel. It's that heavy feeling again folks. Like something bad is going to or has already happenned. Like something has changed between you and a friend and you have no idea why. Or you do have an idea, but you're just not quite sure if it's the right idea or not. But you feel that something has changed. Maybe something has. Fuck.

I just hate myself right now. I just do. Why? I don't know. I just do.

I am fucked up. I know someone willl probably say that I'm paranoid or I'm losing it. FYI, I already lost it.

A friend once told me that every problem has a solution. If there not solution, there's no problem. But what if there is a problem and there is a solution, you just don't know what the problem is? How can you know what the solution is?

Did that make any sense at all? If you know the answer to that, let me know.

Maybe a smoke is a "solution" to this "problem". But another "problem" is I quit smoking.

Damn! I am fucked. maybe sleepping on it will help. Or not. Fuck. I'm screwed.

Barbie Rocks USA The American Tour 2007

2006-11-30T15:39:00.000+08:00

"Barbie Rocks USA The American Tour 2007"

Barbie Almalbis is having a US Tour on February 2007.

Here are the official tour dates, please mark your calendars:
Feb 2 Friday- San Diego, CA
Feb 3 Saturday- Los Angeles, CA
Feb 4 Sunday- Las Vegas, NV
Feb 9 Friday- Chicago, IL
Feb 10 Saturday- New York, NY
Feb 11 Sunday- Baltimore, MD
Feb 16 Friday- San Francisco, CA

Produced by GJMEDIA
All venues TBA
Ticket info:
Call/text: glenn 323.8420883

Or visit:
www.myspace. com/glennj420
www.barbiealmalbis. com.ph
www.barbiealmalbis. com
www.barbiealmalbis. net

-----> Got this from the YG of Barbie. Honestly, I was expecting it to be this early. Damn. Oh well...

joining the bandwagon: tagged by Scuba Diving Ace, Batang Star Chris

2006-10-19T16:37:00.000+08:00

1. How often do you blog? Only if my brain comes up with something to wrte about and when my fingers want to type it.

2. Online Alias: thespitsmaster, spitsmaster and spits. And don't ask why... :D

3. Have you ever stood up for someone you hardly knew? Yup.

4. What do you do most often when you are bored? Hmmm... I do my work at the office. :D

5. When bathing, which do you wash first? Legs going down, so as not to have a heart attack, that was according to my HS teacher. I've been doing it eversince. Don't know it is true though, but hey, there's no harm in trying it, right?

6. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight? Oh no. I think the longest time I was awake was for the last day of lola's wake. It was probably only 20 - 22 hours, I think. Also Masa ako eh... MASAndal Tulog. :D

7. What color looks best on you? Never thought of that. But I like blue, red and black. But black is a shade, right?

8. What’s your favorite alcoholic drink? SMB when it comes to beer, Hard, anything but Ginebra Gin.

9. Do you believe in heaven and hell as a real place that each of us will go to after death? Yes.

10. Do you find that you have more online friends than offline friends? Hmmm... friends... well let just same it's equal. :D

11. What was your favorite subject in school? HS: every science subjuct I had, PE and Math. Back in HS, Math time = Recess Time. My friends and I would always skip the subject and go the the canteen. We would always say the we'd be heading the CR or make up excuses. And since the teach was new, she had no idea what was really going on. But we still passed the subject. College: My Major Subjects and History, becuase the prof is either late (meaning we can leave the room) absent, or doesn't teach as anything.

12. Are you a perfectionist? No.

13. Do you spend more than you can afford? There are times...

14. Is it better to have loved and lost than never to have loved before? Yes

15. Do you consider yourself creative? when it comes to mischiefs

16. Do you give yourself the credit you deserve? Yeah, but if someone else deserves it... I give it to them. :D

17. Do you donate time or money to charities? I use too. Especially during my HS days and Early College years.

18. Have you recently done something yourself that you’ve criticized others for doing? Recently... nope. Not so very recently... Maybe. :D

19. What’s on your mind right now? Who will I tag next???

20. Say one nice thing about the person who tagged you and the five people that you are going to tag:

Scuba-diving Acer: One of my fellow Hifier whom I respect. Witty at the same time straight to the point. The resident CBuzzer of Highfiber. WavyMoks™ of Hayfaniverse.

Batang Star Chris: I haven't really met the dude but from what I heard, plays a mean b-ball! And s smart kid too. I'm definitely sure his pumped up for his prom in February.

i'm tagging:

Enday: One of the "Adiks". Accountant, translation: The Petiks Queen. Can't go a day without coffee. Has no interest in taking pictures. Has a smile that will make you *faint*. She can write a mean and deep poem. She said she''ll do this tag at the comments section. :D

Supermom Jhen: Why supermom? because.... nah. She knows why. She's the first person to talk to me in the old "CB". And we have been talking eversince. Founder of the "Adiks" hahaha! My Online Mommy. Just hoe she'd have a project that will require her to use the net. :D

Justin: Creator of the new "CB". My almost twin at Highfiber. But I do remember that we almost had a Flame war once upon a time. But those were the old days. Now, he's one of my good buds. Also and "Adik". Just hope I'd do this. :D

Zedd: The vector whiz. Works for a certain courier company. At first I thought he was just a silent type person. But as the day goes by, I found out that there is more than meets the eyes. A man of few works, few deep and sincere words.

Gia: Adopted cousin of Enday. Why? Ask them. :D "Maganda" is the word the best describes her. Takes great photo. She's also great to take a photo of. Don't believe me? Check her multiply account. :D

Is it 12 or 21?

2006-10-12T09:26:00.000+08:00

I have been having this problem ever since I can remember. I've notice that whenever it comes to numbers, I tend to fuck up. That's why I don't like math that much. Whenever I need to dictate certain series of numbers, like telephone numbers or serials, I say it slowly, checking to see if the number that's come out of my mouth is what's written down. I also have problems when it comes to dictation or writing. Most of the time, the words I hear or think of isn't the word I write down. Just like what happen as I write this entry, I typed in the word "current" instead of the word "certain". There are also times that I suddenly stop typing just because I need to remember the spelling of the word. Words as simple as "sudden" or spelling". You might be thinking, "How stupid could you be, you can't even spell sudden" or probably you're laugh your ass off while reading it, but it's true, I'm not making this up. But I wish I did. Also, I've notice that I'm not really fond of reading stuffs. I read only because: 1. I like the book (series) 2. Someone close or a friend wrote it. 3. I have to. 4. I have to. and 5. I have to.

While I was growing up I kept wondering why. Why am I experiencing these. And then one day, I found out why. I suffering from what is called Dyslexia. And I found out that I had this by watching TV.( And they said you don't learning anything from watching TV) CSI Miami to be exact. They had this case where a killer when to the wrong house and killed the wrong family just because he wrote down the wrong number.

So I did what any other person would do, surf the internet. Entered "Dyslexia" on google and viola!, 456,000 for dyslexics come up. I found site that show you if you have the Characteristics of a Potential Dyslexic. Out of 44, I got 28. You just check the box so you could know how many characteristics apply to you. Also here are some signs that you are Dyslexic: It is unlikely that you will have all the traits below

think people see you as lazy or careless?
often see pictures from different places at the same time? *check*
have a tendency to daydream? *check*
often become disoriented? * check*
have trouble reading, writing or spelling? *check**check*
have trouble with math? * check**check**check*
have trouble expressing yourself? *check*
think it's hard to pay attention?
find you are often restless and have trouble sitting still?
find it hard to maintain eye contact? *check*
find you're sometimes unable to remember what you've just read? *check*
often transpose letters and numbers? *check*
sometimes forget where you are or where you're going? *check*
often bump into others while walking down the street? *check*
think people see you as careless?
get headaches when reading?

What do you know, I got 11. *sigh*

As I continued my research, I found out that there are many "treatments" for this. So many that I don't know which one is going to help me. Most of them are for children, so that means I'm out, definitely out of that picture. I don't know what I'm gonna do with this new discovery about myself. I don't know if I should be happy or mad. I'll just look on the bright, they say that there are famous Dyslexic. There's Albert Einstein, Winston Churchill and Cher. CHER??? Man... I am screwed...

Oh well... I think I better see a doctor or just get myself a t-shirt.

I'm bound for hell...

2006-09-26T10:19:00.000+08:00

Greed:	Medium
Gluttony:	Medium
Wrath:	Medium
Sloth:	Medium
Envy:	Medium
Lust:	Medium
Pride:	High

The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz on 4degreez.com

Thanks supermom for the link.

Tuliro

2006-09-16T13:26:00.000+08:00

It's a saturday once again. Nothing to do. Feeling sleepy again. Played Fantastic Four with Zedd, don't ask who won okay (ehem, ehem). I decided to listen to some music. Double click Itunes, click play. First song played, Tuliro by Spongecola. It's off their second album, "Transit". I tried to search for the lyrics but to no avail. So, I decided to do it my way, Play-Understand-Remember-Pause-Write it down-kinda way. And here's the result.

Enjoy! *wink*

Labis ako'y nahuhumaling
Sabik sa bawat sandaling
Ika'y makapiling

Giliw hayaang lumapit
Wag mo sanang ipagkait
Ipamalas ang langit

Anong nadarama
Tuwing makikita kang dumarating
Tuliro
Di malaman ang gagawin
At walang sinumang
Makakapigil sa akin
At wala ng ibang
Makapagbabago ng aking isip
Sa'yo...

Wali'y di ko na malimot
Mga galaw at kilos mo
Sa aking pagtulog
At sa panaginip ika'y mamalagi
At hindi na muling malulumbay
Sa aking paggising

Anong nadarama
Tuwing makikita kang dumarating
Tuliro
Di malaman ang gagawin
At walang sinumang
Makakapigil sa akin
At wala ng ibang
Makapagbabago ng aking isip
Sa'yo.

Anong nadarama...

Anong nadarama
Ngayo'y sa isip ko hindi ka maalis
Tuliro
Di malaman ang gagawin
At walang sinumang makakapigil
Sa akin
At wala ng ibang
Makapagbabago ng aking isip
Sa'yo...

Anong nadarama
Ngayon at narandito ka sa aking tabi
Tuliro
Di malaman ang gagawin
At walang sinumang makakapigil
Sa akin
At wala ng ibang
Makapagbabago ng aking isip
Sa'yo...

Chat with Barbie Almalbis

2006-08-31T10:08:00.000+08:00

NOW'S YOUR CHANCE...

The Yehey! Chat event with Barbie Almalbis!

Just log in to Yehey! Chat today, August 31 at 3:00PM (GMT +8) so you won't miss out on the fun. Here's your chance to get to knowBarbie via chat and webcam and ask things you want to know.

For more info about the event, go to http://www.yehey. com/chat/ chatevent. aspx?id=56

To view the webcam during the chat session, please use Yahoo!Messenger (YM). Add yeheychatevent ID to your YM contacts.

See you all online!

ChatNote: You must be a Yehey! member to use Yehey! Chat. If you'renot yet a member, register here: https://secure. yehey.com/ signin/register. aspx

-----> I got this from Barbie's YG. Yes, I'm a member of the YG. So, my fellow Barbie Fans, if you guys have appointments, meetings or if you got anything to do at 3:00 today, cancel it. This is one event you don't want to miss. :D

*picture from yehey! chat*

I think I need to start drinking Sustagen Premium...

2006-08-16T17:38:00.000+08:00

... before my memory gap widens. I sometimes tend to forget things I have to do or stuff passed on to me by people. Like if an idea pops inside my head, I need to write it down if I want to keep or to remember that thought because in a matter of minutes, that thought, that idea, that sentence or that word goes out the window and in to the streets. It'll get run over bu a truck and chances of survival is slim to none. I try hard to remember what is was, but I just couldn't.

Back in HS, I had a common book. It's where I place all the ideas, sentence or words that pop up in my head. I'd even place there what I was feeling at the moment. If you'd see me back then, you'd think I was a taking bets for Jueteng. From the commom book, I'd be able to put togother short poems. The poems may not follow "guidelines", but it did get the message across. But now, I can't get one idea out of my head.

Maybe it's not because of memory gap, maybe I'm not inspired to do so. Maybe there's nothing tiggerring me to think such thoughts. Maybe the common book was just a props. Maybe... maybe...

I know those thoughts will come sometime. Probably when I'm least expecting it. They'll just pop-up again like it use too. I just hope I could remember those thoughts.

I just hope I... crap! I forgot what I was gonna say... oh man...

Kitchie Nadal "Same Ground" US tour 2006

2006-08-16T11:21:00.000+08:00

Kitchie Nadal the winner of two Aliw Awards as the "Most Promising Entertainer" and "Best Female Concert Performer" and the recipient of the18th Awit Awards as "Best Performance by a Female Recording Artist" and "Best Ballad for the song she wrote and composed, the compellingly bittersweet, "Wag na Wag Mong Sasabihin" also the winner of Nickelodeon Channel's Pinoy Wannabe Kid's Choice Award is set to conquer the US concert scene as part of her 2006 WorldTour.

With a Double Platinum album on her belt, Kitchie Nadal has conquered the Female OPM niche, paved the way for a number of guitar-wielding alternative rock maidens and has proven that beinga talented rock musician need not be translated tosex, drugs and alcohol. And while exhaustingly keeping up with the dogged demands of the success she's earned, she's stuck to her main priority and graduated with a double major in Psychology and Education. This is the kind of fire that even the nastiest critic can't fan out. It's aspiritual blaze that has taken root at the very heart of her being and it's not fading anytime soon, notever.

Aiza Seguera will be the guest artist for the tour except for Los Angeles and Chicago show.
Kitchie Nadal "Same Ground" US tour 2006 isscheduled to hit the following cities:
San Diego – Oct 20
Los Angeles – Oct 21
Las Vegas – Oct 22
Chicago – Oct 27
New York – Oct 28
Washington – Oct 29
San Jose – Nov 3
Sacramento – Nov 4

The Kitchie Nadal "Same Ground" US tour 2006 is being promoted by Nosaj Entertainment, a New Jersey based Production Company. For inquiries about the tour you can contact Nosaj Entertainment at 800.214.1382, 551.998.6020 or ornosajentertainment@yahoo.com.

For more info on Kitchie Nadal:
www.kitchienadal.com
www.kitchienadal.net

Another Character

2006-08-15T16:24:00.000+08:00

I had nothing to do, so here's another one.

Me as a South Park Character...

2006-08-14T14:39:00.000+08:00

This one is from this site.

This one is from this site.

So which one is better? XD

Bored.

2006-08-12T12:50:00.000+08:00

Im bored. Just had 3 hours of sleep, currently having an alcohol-induced headache and to top it all, I had an experience that I would not want to repeat anytime soon in this lifetime or the next. Even the one after that. I don't want to go through it again, period. And if you have plans of asking what it was, don't. You'll just be wasting time, energy and anything else that can be wasted because I ain't telling. Even if you beg me, the answer is NO.

But if you'll offer me a bribe, that's a different ball game. XD

Women have more balls than some Men out there

2006-08-04T11:00:00.000+08:00

Okay guys, before you get your briefs into a twist, read it first, and then tell me if it’s not true.

I was on my way to work this morning. I take the MRT to get to the office. I wait for the train at Magallanes station. Usually the train is full of commuters also getting to work. This morning it wasn’t that full, thank God, but all the seats were taken. Only a hand full of ladies were seated, mostly men. I had no choice but to stand and hold on to the bars. Before the doors closed, an old lady got on the train. She also had no choice but to stand and hold on. When the MRT reached Ayala station, a guy stood up and got off the train. Since “lola” (the old lady) was standing near me, I told her while pointing to the vacant seat, “Lola, ayun po me upuan” (There’s a vacant seat over there), but before she could look, a guy sat down and went on to read his Libre newspaper.

After leaving Buendia station, there was this lady, probably mid-twenty, who called the old lady’s attention and told her that she could have her seat. The old lady was thrown back a bit, probably surprised that a lady, instead of a man, gave her a seat. She said thank you and sat down. I saw the look on some of the guys faces. Some of them were embarrassed, others acted like they didn’t see anything while some didn’t give a rat’s ass. I was thinking that maybe she was getting off the next station, which was Guadalupe. But she didn’t. She really gave her seat to the old lady. She got off at Ortigas station. She showed that she has more balls then the guys seated down.

Well this isn’t the first time this has happen and I’m sure it won’t be the last. Why is it that most men can’t give up their seats for ladies or senior citizens? Is it a loss to their “manhood”? Would it kill them? I wanted to say something to the guys but I didn’t. I didn’t want to create a scene. I just told the Good Samaritan Lady it was nice of her to give up her seat. She smiled.

If you’re going to ask me if I’ll give my seat to the old lady, I will. I’m a lola’s boy. And it’s a sign of respect to the elderly.

Now, tell me if I’m wrong when I say, women have more balls then some men.

Pump It!!!

2006-07-26T17:30:00.000+08:00

As what they promised last time they were here, The Black Eyed Peas are back to rock and pump the Big Dome tomorrow, July 27 at 8p.m. The tour is part of their promotion for the "Monkey Business" album. This will definitely be one heck of a jam! The tickets are pricey though. Highest being 5000 (Reserve Seats) and the lowest is 500 (General Admission). I seen them perform the last time they were here. And the 5000 will be worth it. The perfomance is a production of Viva Concerts & Events and presented by Smart, PLDT, Dickies and Skechers, and sponsored by Mentos Ice Gum, Philippine Star, ABS-CBN and MYX. Official radio staion, Wave 89.1.

The last time the BEP were here, it was their "Elephunk" ablum tour last 2004. It was their first time to come to the Philippines as a group. But ofcourse it wasn't the first for the "Pinoy Pea", Apl.de.ap, Allan Pineda in real life. The concert was like a home-coming party for Apl. He even brought his mother on stage when the group sang "The Apl Song" with the Asin band. Okay not the whole band but two singers of the Asin band. Will.I.Am, Taboo and Fergie said word in tagalog like "Babalik ako", "Balut" and the ever-famous-for-foreigners-tagalog-word "Mahal ko kayo" or "Mabuhay". There were some mishaps like too many front acts, a small fued between an act and the promoter because apparently the act as in "tagalog", well atleast thats what I read in the magazines, and not to forget the unexpected power interruption. Good thing the Peas played it cool. All and all, it was still a kick-ass concert. And to top it all, we had the best seats in the house. Okay, not the best, but close. We could see them up close.

I'm positive that this tour will be pumping! Just listen to the album and you'll know what I mean. And later tonight, they'll be interviewed on Wave 89.1. The Black Eyed Peas are great. A very talented group. And not mention one of them is a Filipino.

I'm so excited. Really, I am. I 'm looking forward to see them perform again. Just thinking about it get my blood pumping. It's gonna be a jam! There is just one tiny problem, I can't go to the concert. Why? I have no f---ing ticket! I wasn't able to get one because, first, Payday isn't until the 31, don't have money. Second, the concert is on a weekday. And third, I don't have a ticket! I wasn't able to save some because I had bills to pay. Damn bills!

Oh well, can't win them all, right. *Sigh* There's always next time. Good luck Peas. Kick some ass! \m/ If I can't hear them live, I'll just listen to their cd...

*plays Monkey Business cd*

PUMP IT!!! LOUDER! PUMP IT!!!

Nerd???

2006-07-26T13:42:00.000+08:00

I just found out that I'm a high-level nerd! Shoot...

Thanks to Ace, who is more nerdy than me by two points. :D

Saturdays are boring...

2006-07-22T14:24:00.000+08:00

Well, it is for me. I don't know why but it's just boring. I always feel like I'm too weak to work. I just wanna go home and go back to my bed. How would you feel if there's not much people around you unlike weekdays when there are tons of them walking around screaming their heads off and tossing stuffs around. Maybe that's why I'm bored on saturdays. There's no one here to make any noise. No one is here to scream at me and to wake me up! No one's here to shove papers to my face and expect me return it to them by the end of the day.

Haaaaayyyyyy...........

Oh well, that's life for me.

Shoot. It's 2:30 already. Better get home and watch a dvd. Or sleep. :D

New addition to my blog

2006-07-17T16:49:00.000+08:00

Yes ladies and gentlemen, I have added a Chat Box to my blog. Now I can chat to myself. XD
I would like to thank a friend of mine for I was "inspired" by her blog that has one. Thank you ilovehoney07 of Hifi. Nyahahaha!

Now excuse me, I have to talk to myself. XD

Spectrum10 Art Exhibit

2006-07-15T13:42:00.000+08:00

Barbie Almalbis and the rest of Spectrum10 invites you to view their recent works in watercolor at UVA Greenbelt 2, Makati. Come to their opening night on July 20, 2006, 6:30pm. Treat your senses with the 10 artists' colorful palette of solo and collaborative works as you enjoy some bossa nova music with Dj Hans of Hi-Fi Lounge with other guest performances.

Get a chance to see the original watercolor portraits that was made for the Parade album up close.

Spectrum10 members are Barbie Almalbis, Martin Honasan, Yvette Co, Jehan Manansala, Pam Aquino, Meggie Cheock, Sigwada Knicolai, Carlo Ongchangco, Reysh Samson, Ed San Juan II

Invites are limited only. it's worth php300 but it's worth it. and it's good for two. pls. If you're interested, email Thet at ettehzor28@yahoo.com.

Some of the artworks are for sale.

For more info. Visit Spectrum10

Big Ben is now in Chicago

2006-07-14T14:38:00.000+08:00

If a picture paints a thousand word, the one above paints about $60M. That's how much Chicago is willing to pay for Ben's talent, and believe me, it definitely worth every single penny. Big Ben will surely have a big impact in Chicago. His defensive skills will come in handy for the bulls. This move will make Chicago a contender for the playoffs and hopefully the finals.

For more info about this big move. Visit Chicago Bulls Official Site.

Welcome to Chicago Big Ben. Now, go get the trophy! \m/

Of Blogging Blues

2006-07-13T17:49:00.000+08:00

I said in my first post that blogging isn't rocket science. Well, it isn't. But I'm still having a hard time getting around it. Just look at my second post. It's sooooo long! :D I tried to shorten it but I couldn't get the hang of it. So those of you who MAY have read it, I'm so sorry. I'll tried to figure it out, and maybe, just maybe I'll get it. :D

Rainy days are here again...

2006-07-13T12:37:00.000+08:00

"Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day. Little children want to play."

This is a common phrase you will hear everytime it rains. And I heard this a lot yesterday, for it was raining cats and dogs. The rain was pouring down like it was not going to let up. Winds were blowing so strong that it makes trees dance to an unheard beat. School suspended classes and some companies send their employees home early. But not us. Nope.

We were sent home at around 5 p.m. An hour early from our usual time out. Darn HR people. Grr.... Anyways, the rain kinda stopped a bit and I was able to get on a bus and get off at a MRT station. Lucky, the bus wasn't full. When I got to the station, I didn't have to wait for a train to come, one was already there, loading and unloading passengers. Not only was it waiting, it wasn't full and I got to seat down. So I said to myself, "Seems like everything is okay. Nothing will go wrong". I was so wrong, dead wrong.

As the train slowly approached the station where I'm getting off, rain started to go back to work, like an employee who just finished her coffee break. Luck for me, I brought my trusty umbrella. I was able to get to the corner were the jeepneys would pick up passengers. This is were I start to be wrong. There were no jeeps at the corner. I could hear the vendors say that most of the jeep won't make a trip because of the flood. Other just dead in the middle of the flooded road. It usually takes me under 2 minutes to get a jeep, but this time 20 minutes has gone by and not a single jeep in sight. After a couple more minutes of waiting, finally a jeep that was empty stopped. Everyone there rushed to it as if the jeep was a famous star. Good thing it stopped right in front of me. Vrooommmmm, and off the jeep went.

But not for long, the jeep started to slow down. We have just entered the flooded part of the streets. On the road, some of the cars died down. There were some pushed by concerned passers-by while others were just left there. Good thing it was a wide road and there was no traffic. One by one, my fellow commuters shouted "Para" or "Manong sa tabi nalang po." And they had no choice but to step it to the dirty, garbage-floating water. Some rolled up their pants while other took off their shoes. Other were already wearing slippers and shorts. As the journey went on, so did the unloading of passengers, until there was four of us left. And then something happened, something you don't want to think about. The jeepney stopped. In the middle of the flooded road it stopped. The driver tried to get it started again but the no avail. The four of us started to panic. None one of us wanted to go into the water. The rain was still pouring and it seemed that the water was rising. One of the passenger decided to take the risk and take on the flood. Three of us were left. The driver said that there maybe other jeeps on the way and we could just transfer. The lady said "Eh di ganun din lulusong din kami sa baha." The driver reply, "Gagawa ho tayo ng paraan kung me dadaan. Minutes had gone by and two jeep went by. They couldn't help because one was full and the other was on it's way home. We had no other choice but to wait again.

30 minutes in and an empty jeep came by. Apparently it was the driver's father, he called him "Tay". The driver's father said that he was informed by other drivers of what happened. I said to myself "Thank God the waiting is over." But now we had another problem on our hands, how to get to the other jeep. The two drivers had a short discussion in a dialect I couldn't understand. And a few minutes later, the older driver maneuver the jeep so that both ends will meet. And in no time, we were in the other jeep. The son driver stayed with the stranded jeep while the father took us back on the road. I thought the horror was over. Again I was wrong.

I assumed that the part near my house wasn't flooded because it wasn't as low as the over parts of the road. As I watch other people walking in the water, I could see that it's knee high. I was pretty confident that it won't happen to me. As we slowly approached my stop, I could see that the water wasn't getting low. I had to do the thing that I didn't want to, and thats to place my foot in the water. I had no choice because there was no dry land in sight. Oh well, better get wet than not to get home right. I took off my shoes but left my socks on. The water was so cold, not to mention dirty. I wanted to get out of the water fast but couldn't run, so I took big steps. In a matter of minutes, I reached the house. The first thing I did was I took off my socks, tip-toed to the bathroom and washed my feet three times then applied alcohol. Home at last.

Finally I was able to rest. You get hungry after an ordeal like that. And it was a good thing "Bituing walang ningning" was just about the start. XD

My first post... where to begin?

2006-07-12T16:56:00.000+08:00

This is my every first post. This my very first blog, not that I have an intention of creating another one, okay. Where to begin? Hmmmm... Interesting question. Where will I begin? Oh well. I had no intention whatsoever to start one, but one night, while drinking, the idea of starting one struck me. Why? Because I was starting to get drunk. Funny, every time I start to get wasted, ideas begin to pop in my head. And by the time I get sober, the ideas are gone. All that's left is a freaking hang over.

Well, I kinda have an idea why this one get stuck and didn't got down the drain with the rest of them. I kinda wanted to express my feelings that Ive kept in for so long. Maybe in the upcoming post, I'll be able to let it out. Maybe.

Honestly, this is freaking hard, especially if you're not much into writing stuffs down. This is really a first for me. I don't have any talent in writing, but what the heck, this isn't rocket science, right!?

Oh shoot. The rain is really pouring. Got to go home. Aye Caramba.