Saturday, August 25, 2007

why the city smells funny again

i am just, like, so unnervingly excited and hyper and exhilarated from last week's all too good experiences that writing them all down with a certain accuracy and substance is quite impossible right now. anyway, rotten brain what?

der bloger,

sor y if i haf not updtd for almsot a we ek
jus wana le t you kno how gratefllll i m for evythn i haf nw
---i kno wt my ups n dwns might haf upet yoooouuuu and bec
o f that i m sssssssssss-lesssssss now nd havng a hrd t i me zzzzzzzzzzz
moreover, i m a bit shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittt-lessssss now so i m fucked with looooooov
ohhhh wazzut agan?

i jus want ...


Friday, August 17, 2007

false first impressions, assured mutual destruction and dr. laughter

so i feel like it has been ages since i have chronicled my not so secret daydreams here. oh you guys won't guess what an enormous heap of shit i was buried under this week. work is challenging but every day seems like a new day for me - discoveries and revelations surprisingly abound, in a good way, thankfully. and so my travail of my favorite mistake has begun again. god knows what's going to happen but hopefully, everything will be settled down sooner than later. laughter is still the best medicine. add a sprinkle of uncomplicated, comical people and life gets better and better every damn day.

thank you, Lord :)
and family
cherished friends
new friends at work
and more loved ones
for keeping me grounded
and sane when
things get rough
and i get a tad
more irritating
than usual.
i embrace your
patience and
friendships with
a grateful heart.


Sunday, August 12, 2007

HILARIOUS, indeed.

sometimes a healthy dose of humor is enough to lift you out of life's inescapable state of doldrums.

Man's Penis To Write Memoir About Inability To Not Orgasm

We just got word that My Cock is is shopping a book proposal, and that the proposed title of the proposed book is Here I Come Again. It's "a memoir by a phallus who has always had an orgasm." The project is a handbook-cum-memoir, and is said to detail Cock's incessant ability to ejaculate. There's some graphic material here (a chapter entitled "Hawaii Five-O" details a shocking five-orgasm afternoon spent in the restroom of New York restaurant Hawaiian Tropic Zone) as well as some embarrassing revelations ("30 Seconds To Mars: The Early Years"). We reached My Cock for comment. "Dude," he wrote, "I'm a cock. I come all the time! In fact, I'm coming right now! I didn't know there was anything remarkable about it until yesterday, but, hell, if that's what the market wants, that's what they're gonna get. We want to get this out quickly, for the holiday season. Of course, the title is provisional: If anyone has a better idea, let me know."

Saturday, August 11, 2007

a new beginning

That's my blue sky.

*credits to Polaroide LJ*

Friday, August 10, 2007

i carry your heart

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

e.e. cummings

Monday, August 6, 2007

no more lazy weekdays (ed.)

  • or any other day of the week, it seems. bum days are winding down and i am afraid late nights included as well. oh well, if it pays the bills, go ahead then, slave me away. no double entendre intended, folks. i am currently embracing the good girl inside me.
  • whatever happened to lindsay lohan? poor girl. she looks so wretched, tacky and drugged. and what is it with media being so youth obsessed nowadays? don't people realize that she looks like a 58 year old woman on her way to self-destruction? and please, don't ever tell me that she's hot. and it's the sex. or a guy thing. spare the younger generation from sleazy starlets. but as what she always says, "whateverrrr." wow, i'm so touched. *tear*
  • this is so pretentious of me to mention this because i admit i don't listen to classical music as often as the mozart, chopin, etc. fans do, but i am currently listening to Beethoven's symphony no. 6 in f op. 68 pastoral. i must say the music relieves me. it gives me an energetic "ting" i need today for this afternoon's meeting. brain music, this is.
  • i want the sun. show up now, come on!
  • i sometimes found myself laughing so hard i cried. laughing and crying, you know, it's the same release.
(ed. pardon the typo and all the other typos and will be typos in this blog! i am always a bit emotional or hyper when i write here.)

Sunday, August 5, 2007

wake me up

sometimes stories know me too well. i don't think i can name all the books or short stories i have read that spoke to me simply because there are just too many of them and only a few ones hit the right spot. this story, however, is bullseye right now. just ONE tweaking: make it a heterosexual relationship for Pete's sake. but everything else - from the too good to be true, all -consuming, intense, obsessive friendship to the most painful awakening are just so... beautifully apt. oh i never thought i would compromise.

let's unite tonight, please.

p.s. pardon the cheesiness of my recent posts.

Thursday, August 2, 2007


no matter how busy i am (or i want to be), every now and then, i would feel a violent stab of loneliness. even worse, i would feel the roots of this loneliness creeping through me when the world is hush at midnight. there's just no escaping the fact that i do almost everything alone now.

think of all the reasons in the world but today, i just miss.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

lessons from you

  • in life, we always search for answers because we want to prove to ourselves that we had the right decisions...but the truth is we can't search for what's not there. things happen because it's meant to happen...that's why we forgive people even if they hurt us, we love people who don't love us, we smile despite every painful crash in our hearts. at the end of the day, the lesson you get are the answers to your decisions.
  • everything in life is temporary...because everything changes. that's why it takes great courage to love someone...knowing it might end anytime.
  • pretending you don't feel anything for someone is like convincing yourself that you could probably deny the only thing you can be sure of.

my new visual DNA (why hello dear august!)