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uuuuuhhhh... now what do i do!?!

I just got my Starbucks planner a while ago. Just as expected, i was very, uh, excited to flip the pages. But crap... I remembered. Now I have another business to worry about. It hit me. I do have to write on this thing, don't I? *Sana lang di ba!?!* Of course! I won't let all that dough I spent go to the bin for nothin!

But really, I had to ask my sister how to use a planner. Duh! You write on it? Yeah, I know. But how do you write on it?

Plus, there's a story that goes with the planner. Kind of nice actually. Whoever wrote it should have made millions by now. Imagine all the coffee-addicts who are now drooling while flipping through their very own finding your favorite.

Aha! There's a part where I can put my thoughts..my very random and apocalyptic thougths. Useful. For the blog that is.

I can see it now... Me and my planner. Going to places. Meeting people. Having adventures. Recording history as it happens. Drinking coffee. Having sex. Eeeennngk!!! Wrong thought and wrong partner. Tsk tsk. Shame.

What's the best thing about the planner? There are coupons that come with it. What coupons? Well, they're supposed to allow me to have a free drink when I buy one of my own. If not that, discounts and the like. For treating friends. I guess. Like that will happen. *snicker* Not really. This is a form of compenstation for spending on them damn coffee. Worth your dough? You answer. You spend a total of Php 2,100.00 for fraps and hot chocos and all you get is this? Set of coupons! Coupons!!! Aaaaaahhh!!!

Oh well, that'll do. Better that than nada.

This is definitely the best conspiracy in the world. The Coffee Conspiracy!!!

*how much do you think did Starbucks earn from this promo? I wonder...
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posted @ 6:54 PM







Finally!!! I am complete!!!

Well, my Starbucks card that is. I finally did it. Took me a bloody month to complete 21 stickers.

Exact time of completion: December 29, 2005 exactly 7:10 PM.

I am now officially a Peppermint Hot Choco addict. Ain't exactly coffee but definitely addicting. Plus, it's good for my ulcer. At least i think it is...

Thing is, don't really have my planner...yet. Turns out, they ran out of stock due to the Christmas rush. Damn them coffee addicts! Oh well, there's always tomorrow... Can't wait to get my hands on that friekin planner. First one in a lifetime. Hope there's a next, and a next, and a next.

The problem with planners is that i really don't learn to follow them. Got a huge procrastinator over here, if ya' don' mind. But at least I ain't behind them people who brag their planners. Not that I'm planning to do it as well... Maybe. I'm feelin the planner is about to help me accomplish some of my abandoned and incoming nursing papers, especially when duty calls in. But in UP's terms, some means piles, mountains even. Well that's the price to pay for good education, right kiddos?

X.S. Thanx for the post christmas gift egs! Knew you'd do it, but i added a few more. Thanx for showing me how to do it in the first place.
posted @ 5:28 PM







Shit, shit, shit...

This is how i am when i'm either excited or fucked up.

Anyhow, I am currently riding along the grab-a-starbucks-drink-twenty-one-times-and-get-a-planner" bandwagon. That was kinda tiring to type. Wheeew! I'm sweaty all over. Now don't get aroused with me being all sweaty. Ain't exactly the buffed-up jock type. Hehe. But the coffe topic is for another post... Excited to read are yeh!?

Well, just had my fave Peppermint Hot Chocolate for the 19th time [not really, some of the stickers were from friends]. Which would mean i still have two stickers to go! Come on friends, anyone who's curious to help!?

Call our hotline at 1-800-JULIUS for your donations. All calls are guaranteed toll free. Hehe
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posted @ 6:55 PM







You may think this is about being overly melodramatic and greeting Jesus!

Well kinda, just another Jesus...


I know your happy there!!!

X.S. I find it cool that my dad has the same birthday as the most powerful and yet peaceful man there ever was.
posted @ 12:33 PM

This year has been our most exciting and fruitful Christmas since my dad died. No, don't be sad...

Following the oh-i-don't-get-the-logic tradition list, we heard mass first before eating. Oh shucks, my ulcer's killing me again.. But this christmas mass was kind of unordinary. First, we got into mass so early there were only i think 10 people when we arrived. That's unlike any other christmas massess we've heard before. Typically, we arrive with tons of people already inside and we end up sitting outside. Standing even if we're that late. If not the seats incident, we usually arrive during one of the readings. Talk about Filipino punctuality eh!?

What really got me was the priest. Don't mean to be blasphemous but "Father, are you drunk? A major hang-over maybe?" Really, he looked like one of the antagonists of Bong Revilla or Lito Lapid on one of those action-packed movies, supposedly. You know, the one who always ends up raping the leading-lady... Which reminds me. Don't you think it funny that Filipino movies always use almost wrecked-already cars to blow up while abroad they blow up BMWs and Ferraris?

Good thing the homily was kinda good. It actually kept me awake. Still lack the sleep from the two-day nightouts i had.

I originally planned to make a longer post, or maybe another post. Noche Buena and stuff. Maybe next time. Stomach is still busy digesting all the food I ate last night.

Yum yum!!!

X.S. Special thanks to Popi for giving me the complete VCD set of Harry Potter movies from Sorcerer to Azkaban! Just have to wait for the fourth one!!!
posted @ 12:16 PM







Nope. I'm not a jew. So long as i can remember.

After all the stampedes of busy and cramming shoppers in malls [who isn't?].

After all the chaotic shopping galore.

After all the wish lists.

After all the last-minute withdrawals from banks.

After all the cooking.

After all the pamatay na gayak.

After all the planned mistletoe incidents to get a kiss from your crush.

After all, after all.

It all ends here, today [Technically tomorrow until Three Kings].


posted @ 4:38 PM

I am now officially racoon-eyed.

This has been my most tiring but definitely most fun Christmas vacation. For two, or three, depending on whether you count the days or nights, days now i have been awake until dawn. Continuing the legacy that Dyan and I started, I met again with a long time friend since elementary. And she goes by the name of Lorette. Etang as others may call her. That is, if you're close enough. Hehe. But that's not the point.

Fortunately for me, i have rich friends. What can you say, I know my stuff. Haha! Danica's parents threw a christmas party for, no reason at all. All her brothers' friends were there. Well, the party won't be complete without us. Can't imagine what it would be like without us. Bohorrriiiiing...

At around 10 we decided to go to Lorette's place and this is where the party really started. Actually, we just gambled and played Poker and Majhong. I lost by twenty pesos by the way. All thanks to Ralph. Who could blame him, he's a Tsinoy. Generally, they're good with money. Even gambling. Well, Ralph is. At least. [Peace bro!]

Thing is, Etang suddenly had a craving for coffee so we went to Starbucks for a late-night coffee tour. Turns out, God planned a surprise for Etang and I. Just as we were finished getting our coffee at the bar, friends from elementary dropped by [special greetings to Andrea and Carlo]. Our supposedly little trip to Starbucks now became a semi-grand reunion. Hopefully, we'll be able to put our plans into action and not just on paper. We're really more of drawings. You know, laziness calls. Oh the urge to be lazy!

Crap. I remember my oath to write shorter posts from now on. Guess that will have to be #1 on my long list of unresolved New Year's Resolutions.

Anyway, Danica and I slept at Etang's place and we played Poker until about 6 AM. We decided we'd sleep until about 8. Being the sleeper that Lorette is, she immediately fell asleep. She has this sort of switch you know which you can turn on and off and you fall asleep in an instant. Example:

Lorette: "Tulog na tayo!"
Me: "Sige na nga tulog na tayo."

*and everybody closes their eyes*

1...2...3...

Danica: "Lorette, gising ka pa ba?"

Lorette: "Zzzzzzz... [off to dreamland]"

Really now, how i wish i had that kind of switch. Wouldn't that be convenient? No need for sleeping pills! Plus, no side effects! But apparently, there's something wrong with my switch. I stayed awaked until around 8. And here I am making this post. I should probably just kill myself now. Uuuuy, maraming akong napangiti for sure... ;p

But for the spirit of Christmas, I probably won't. Aaaawwww... Sad now are you.

Weep, that's all you can do. Weep! ;D
posted @ 4:05 PM








Peter Jackson did it again.

I was never really much of an LOTR fan. The whole race against race never ending war brought about by one ring [which by the way I could buy in Ongpin] never really got into my nerves. But King Kong, now that's something.

Aside from the dragging plot which took almost three hours to finish [no need to talk more on that, i just might fall asleep], the movie wasn't all that bad. Well, it's good as a matter of fact. Spare me the critique, i ain't no movie critic [got the difference maggot!?].

Since Filipinos are by nature meddlers, lets pretend to be movie experts. King Kong with finesse. For some who didn't notice, every strand of King Kong's fur moved with the direction of the wind. This ain't no joke to do. And i give the animators two thumbs for that. Facial expressions, affect, personality. The whole package was there. Even the faint smiles, i appreciated.

Now, as always, Jack Black was superb. Didn't really think he had enough neurons t play such a complex character. But then again, i ain't no actor either. So snaps for him.

Now, what's her name? Naomi W*%&s? Not really sure of the spelling. Can;t exactly judge her acting skills. Good thing i have a 20/20 vision, maybe 20/15 vision, or i could have sworn i saw Nicole Kidman in the entire movie. You know, the pale, bland character you see everytime. good thing she could cry...That ought to complement her native beauty.

"Beauty killed the beast." Talk about bestiality [man loves beast and not necesarily vice versa]!!! I mean, what the f$%k!? What's with all that flirting? To think Kong was 25 feet in height. But i gotta give to Kong, he knows his moves. Sunset by the cliff, sunrise by the Empire State, and ice skating in Central Park [i think].

If that's not romantic, i dunno what is.

Animal instinct i suppose.

F.Y.I. The actor who played as the assistant of Jack Black, the one who got a sliced in the cheek after cutting the rope, is Colin Hanks, son of Oscar Award-winning Tom Hanks. Poor thing, never really got a role that gave him more than 1-hour film exposure other than Orange County.
posted @ 12:41 PM

Alas! The gods have spoken...

Last night was a very fine night. As if the nightime programs of Etheria and the like are not enough to make my day [yeah right idiot!], a certain anonymous call from a person who goes by the name of Dyan Soriano rang my world. The conversation that went thorugh seems hard to write in descriptive sense so i'll just quote them.

Me: "Hello?"
Dyan: "Oi jay, asa town ako...punta ka dito."
Me: "I can't. Walang tao dito. Kaw na lang punta dito."
Dyan: "OK. Tell me how."

And so i go about the fone endlessly attempting to give directions. I know im good in direction. But somehow, our so-so-subdivison seems to be missing in some people's maps. Am i living in an uncharted subdivision? Hate to think i'm some undiscovered local of some undiscovered place. Crap.

The thing is, it's been a while since i've been in contact with any other friend from highschool. Well, other than those who i so tirelessly see in college. Last night was, if emphasizing could kill me any more, a fine night... My friend arrived, then we drove to ATC, first visiting Danica and her coming along, then going to ATC. Finally. We decided to watch King Kong, which is for another post i suppose. After which hinatid namin si Danica sa bahay. Then Dyan and I ate at the most romantic place ever built in Las Pinas. [Drum roll please] The DB Don Galo Tapsihan. Yum. Life can't get any better than this.

Things could have been great except for one thing. Dyan was in the driver's seat and i was the passenger. Crap crap and another crap. Imagine that. As the words of my great sister goes: "Kakahiya, ikaw pa pinagdri-drive ng babae!" Oh well, maybe next time it will be me doing the steering.

Thanks Dyan for the visit. Iwas ka sa hyperlipidemia ah!!!

X.S. Some friend of Dyan thought our subdivision was some parking space of Starbucks. Talk about major bullshit! Sheesh!
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posted @ 4:51 PM

I know. I know. My recent post had been about buying stuff. This one is no different.

I have now been officially going out to places for four consecutive days. Hungry for shopping? Not!? In those four days, 2 were "sama" days. Those were the days when your mom or sister or whoever that would want ot wreck your day, would ask you for a favor. Next comes hours of walking and walking and walking around places you got no clue what to look for. Mind you, the places I've been through are no walk in the park.

Aaah... Divisoria. To be more sosyal, Dubai-soria. to those of who you who seek for rarefinds, this is your place. Well, don't have to emphasize now, do I?

Divisoria to me is a girl's haven. Having been there for twice this month, i know this perfectly well. For us guys, luck is hard to find. For the first time in wolrd history, shops who sell guy shirts can be counted within your five fingers. This is if your lucky. [You wish!]

If your a guy and got loads of girl-friends, this is your haven. turns out, tons of girly stuff can be seen here. Things that are interestingly not found on your regular rodeo-drive type of malls. Not even for your run-by-jologs malls. No need to enumerate, you get my point.

Wlaking along the people-inhabited corridors of Divi [a nick that most people call it now], i realized that your usual shopping tips don't exactly work here. Fo' sample:

The "bring a shopping list" tip isn't exactly your key to succesful shopping in Divi. Why you ask? Cause you'll end up buying stuff that isn't on your list. The variety of things to be seen in Divi is as numerable as the animal kingdom. Even the phylum insecta isn't enough, and they're the supposed numerable one. Oh geesh, tell that to your elementary teacher.

Wanna finish early? Don't bring a friend! Friends in Divi just slow you down. Needhelp deciding? Get the hell out of Divi! It's not a place for indecisive people like you! [yah yah, look who's talking now!?] Friends have testified to this theory.

Friend1: "Kaya ko libutin yon ng 2 oras kapag mag-isa lang ako."

Friend2: "Oo nga, mabilis ka lang dun kapag mag-isa ka."

But the thing about Divi is the night market. you'll be surprised. Prices just go down like a speeding avalanche. Vendors actually want to sell their stuff so fast it's like watching Osang chow down on a piece of corn. One caution in the night market, keep your head low! Or else, you'll be waking up with a big headache. Turns out, one of the kargadors carrying a big box of fake stuff hit you on the head. Your fault, you wre to busy looking around. Serves you right! Haha!

This post has been too long... Enough of this. You might ask, am i a shopaholic? Not! This is juts one of those bull days when you've got enough money to spend but not enough to buy the world. Oh gee, maybe next time.
posted @ 12:00 PM







I have posted earlier that one of the functions of a blog, my blog in that case, is to serve as an outlet for intricately random but disturbingly nonsense ideas. This post could well be one of them. So what.

Yesterday was no different from any other shopping day. Family goes out for the mall. Buys stuff then goes home. Sweet, i suppose. But that is, if you bought any worth buying. As for me, not much luck.

The expected happened. In my world, the waistline starts measuring at 25. Perhaps, due to a previous chronic disease which caused me to stop gaining weight. Thing is, im a 28, 27 even. And to think, i consider myself a young adult. Statistics dictate me so. And so i go inside shops, which by the way are no high-end sounding stores, hoping to find something worth my dough. Alas! The missing piece was found. But as if the heavens have conspired, no size smaller than 30 can be seen.

"What the f@*k!?" The store by the way that i went into brags Sam Milby now as their endorser. Crap. Another IQ dropping image. As if the others weren't enough.

And so i went to another destination. Still hoping for snow in the Philippines. This time, sizes were in S, M and L. The saleslady was kind enough to personally assist me. Nice. She assured that S was at least a 29. OK, i thought. Then the world crashed. I slipped into the pants without even removing the buttons. What are these? Slip-on pants? Crap. Crap. Crap.

So out i went cursing to myself. But heck, there's a gazillion of stores waiting out there. Just hope their worlds are run by midgets. Maybe then can i find my size.


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