A QUICK UPDATE ON THAT’S WHAT’S UP!

December 26, 2008 at 3:14 pm | Filed under ditz drivel, photos

THANKS, FRITZ, FOR THIS PICTURE. FAVORITE PHOTO OF ME FOR THE WHOLE OF 2008.

I love how everything fell into place, though with much internal emotional panic and frustration, this Christmas. I honestly thought this year’s was going to blow but all in all, my small and quiet and exceptionally drunk Christmas week wasn’t so bad. Three years running now, my Christmas eves have been comedic. In 2006, it was just Allah and me in a messy three-bedroom apartment with too much food for two people. We fell asleep after an early dinner and woke up a little past midnight to open gifts, realized we were too tired to resume our drinking, and went back to sleep (in our living room, by the way).

2007′s was spent driving around the city aimlessly for an hour with the lover, looking for an open restaurant or bar. We finally gave up, went to a gas station convenience store along Katipunan, got ourselves a bag of potato chips, some siomai, a Jamaican patty, and a pack of dried squid. That, folks, was our ghetto noche buena. But it was wonderful ♥.

This year, I saw myself walking around my neighborhood in bunny ears with two crazy friends, battling a crowd of churchgoers. All Mini Stop could offer us was cheap vodka and cheap rum but I ended up getting drunk on Christmas beer (Red Horse and Heineken). Allah fell asleep on us and when Drew and I were sufficiently intoxicated, we popped in a bad Tagalog movie and giggled our way through Christmas.

So! Happy holidays, people :) Time to look for the best diet pill to make up for the ten pounds we all gained.

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BECAUSE BLOGGING HAS NEVER SEEMED SO UNEXCITING.

December 16, 2008 at 7:48 pm | Filed under lists, the helga manual

10 REALLY RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME
I drink a lot of water, like four liters a day. I avoid listening to pleasant, soothing music when I go to work because the last thing I want is to drop my bitch face and have shady strangers leer at me (not to say that the bitch face is fool proof, but it works…sometimes). I shred tissues to bits whenever I’m out at restaurants (or even here at work). I like rooftops (and worn down steel buildings). When I was a child, I found a black kitten, named her “Gold”, and took her home; dad got rid of her immediately. When I was a child (again), my dad and his girlfriend took us to the city and my brother and I left tissue paper trails everyhwere, thinking we were Hansel and Gretel. I dance, very carefully, in the shower. I think a man is his sexiest when he is sleeping peacefully beside me. I never remember to lock my bedroom door (no, there is no horror story here). I am unsure if this is what I really want to do, but then if not this, what else?

9 WAYS TO WIN MY HEART
Read to me out loud a good passage from the book you’re reading. Sing me to sleep. Tell me I’m beautiful in the morning, right after I had just woken up, right before I’ve rubbed the crust out of my eyes. Tell me what you want me to do (I mean that in a non-sexual context). Tell me stories. Surprise me. Make me feel like no one else— not even my mother or my best friend— knows me as well as you do. Plan our future together. Hold my hair away from my face in the event that I end up puking that night’s alcohol down the toilet bowl.

8 THINGS I CARRY/WEAR EVERYDAY
A pack of cigarettes. A lighter. Keys. My camera. Random receipts. Money. A certain sadness that comes with your love being too far away. A hopeful heart.

7 THINGS THAT ANNOY ME
My neighbor who turns off his router (though I am thankful for the hours he keeps it on). People who don’t reply to text messages (though I am one myself). People who smell. People who hover. Big, unfounded egos. How hard it is to find a good pair of jeans in this country.

6 PLACES I’VE VISITED OR INTEND TO
LA. New York City. Greece. Indonesia. Neptune, CA. Stoneybrook, CT.

5 THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE
Inspire someone so much that they create something about/for/in honor of me. Be relevant. Get married and have kids. Commit a book to memory (I have a pretty good memory but I doubt I am still capable of memorizing long verses of text, so perhaps something short? Suggestions would be great, I like fiction…the non-trashy type). A place in history books (ok, so I wouldn’t mind if this happened post-mortem).

4 THINGS I’M AFRAID OF
Getting fat. Losing people I care deeply about. Waking up one day and realizing I am incapable of fascination. Dead ends.

3 THINGS I DO EVERYDAY
Worry. Have a good-morning and a good-night cigarette. Imagine my untimely death at the age of 25, due to a drug overdose.

2 THINGS I’M TRYING NOT TO DO NOW
Worry. Wake up my Pet Society pet.

1 PERSON I WANT TO SEE NOW
The boyfriend, naturally.

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THINGS I LOVE, PART II.

December 11, 2008 at 6:58 pm | Filed under lists, the helga manual, things I love

The city at Christmas. I love the decorations, especially the twinkling lights. Nights are getting colder, too, and I love setting an Urban Wonderland mood by listening to Christmas songs as I walk from my office to the train station during the trip home at night. Kinda dorky, I know.

ORTIGAS PARK SOME NIGHTS AGO.

The fact that I’m done shopping for the lover’s Christmas gifts. I had such a stressful, stressful time shopping and I didn’t even get up from my desk! First, I found these two tees at Threadless that were perfect but I couldn’t use my card and have the stuff shipped to him. Then there was this David and Goliath tee saying “I Don’t Do Long Distance Relationships” that was just too funny, but I couldn’t use my card again. There were tees at Design By Humans and Topman but his size was out of stock. I was seriously considering going down the DIY path and creating a racy calendar for him (featuring me, of course) until I decided to give Amazon one last try. And woot! He’s gonna love the stuff I got him.

I’m crossing my fingers nothing stupid happens and my order gets canceled (the way F21 canceled Phoebe‘s order because they had problems verifying her card). Hee, I’ll be demanding he turns on his web cam so I could watch while he opens the packages.

Cuddling. And Christmas cuddling. Too bad I have no one to cuddle with, at the moment :(

Ukay-ukay! Or thrifting, lol. Lauren (she started a new blog, ukaymanila.com), Anne, and I are going on Saturday to this ukay place in my neighborhood and I’m hoping I can find some really cute stuff. I don’t even know what I want, I just want to buy something! Maybe some air o swiss humidifiers huhlolz.

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A FEW INTERNET-Y THINGS.

December 9, 2008 at 12:30 pm | Filed under the internets

1. I deleted my Plurk account some days ago and if you ask me why, my answer is “Issues.” I still have the same username, minus the nirvana karma status, the 7k+ profile views, and the special extra exclusive smilies/gold star badge I got for getting people to sign up for the service under my referral link (click and sign up if you don’t have an account yet? Hee). I still face-palm myself every now and then for doing such a stupid, stupid thing.

So if you were my Plurk friend and I haven’t added you back (I can’t recall 200+ Plurk friends I had)…add me?

2. I got a 12seconds.tv account which I am trying my best not to spam with useless 12-second video clips. If you’d like an account, leave a comment and I’ll send you an invite to the email address you used. Orrr, you could just request for an invite.

3. Am I the only here obsessed with lastfm?

4. I haven’t been updating this blog much lately but I’ve been posting a lot over at ManilaBarbie (or MNLBB, when I’m too lazy to type the whole thing out). I have a middle class shopping problem which I am trying to mitigate by thrifting instead. It’s only been one weekend but so far, so good.

Oh, look, home theater furniture!

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IF YOU EVER CALL ME EMO, I WILL SKIN YOUR FACE WITH A CAN OPENER.

December 2, 2008 at 8:44 pm | Filed under breaking up the girl

I think that, as far as normal and proper go, my single, childless self will never have a conventionally happy Christmas. And quite frankly, I’m a little tired of it. You know it’s bad when you look back on blog entries from three years ago, hoping that circumstances have changed majorly, hoping for something unrecognizable (now that you’re older, now that you are capable of making changes, now that you finally have your life in your hands and under your control— things like that) and you find yourself…disappointed at how familiar everything still is.

LJ entry, December 17, 2005 (oh, how I remember this month of that year, and how badly in need I was of holiday cheer and how I didn’t get it):

New Year’s is the only thing I’m looking forward to. Christmas is going to be spent with my parents at the house in Antipolo, which is devoid of sparkly lights, gifts, tinsel and anything else related to Christmas. I’m probably going to spend the 24th and 25th sleeping or in front of the computer or watching DVDs while stuffing my face with non-Christmas food.

This does not make me happy because I will remember those years when my family used to celebrate Christmas and there were gifts to open and a tree to decorate and an inflated snowman to hug and Christmas carols to sing along to.

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I swear, when I have my own family, Christmas will be celebrated every year. I’m going to do all those annoying Filipino traditions, like start decorating the house as soon as the -BER months hit and won’t take them down until February. I will search high and low for an inflatable snowman, just like the one we used to have in our house in Los Banos, so my children would have something plastic and poofy to hug. I will also let them put whatever they want to put on top of the tree, just like how my brother and I would take turns putting our favorite toys on top of ours.

And I will not be boring and uncreative and just hand them money because I will give them real gifts wrapped in Christmassy paper with gold ribbons on top. The gifts will be unexpected and surprises, because I remember how happy I was this one Christmas when my mom and I went shopping and she wouldn’t buy me this toy gun I wanted, and then come Christmas morning, I open one of the gifts and there it was.

Okay, I’m making myself sad again. Last year’s Christmas was fun, but it can never compare to my childhood Christmasses when it was just the four of us in a little town, snapping photos of two happy kids opening presents and two happy parents opening badly-wrapped packages with scraggly “Merry Christmas Mommy and Daddy”s written all over them.

Last year’s Christmas was fun…? Luckily, that LJ account held my blog entries to as early as April 2004. A few clicks and I found this:

LJ entry, December 25, 2004:

I fell on my left arm and my cousin pushed me towards a wall and so I am now drubk, paralyzed (my left-side, that is), with a massive bukol on my head. I am also v v v v hoarse, thanks to the videoke machine.

I was crying like anything half an hour ago. And then I decided to just eat the pain away (with my right hand side). Until my moomy came along and said:

Anak, don’t over-eat again. Pag nalaglag ka na naman, naku.

I’m, crying again. Headache.

I can’t find my cam and my phone. Which is kinda irowneec, since my phone is glow in the darkey.

My knee hurts, too. And I think I’m bleeding.

Right. Sounds like fun.

Stuff for your promotional items. Yay.

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