Taller in More Ways: Radcliffe, Aytona, Aguilera

It's a date! HP5, Teacher Duna and I, July 17 (Wednesday), which mall cinema, still to be set. Come, let's join us! :P
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Caught Mucho Bobito on "Walang Tulugan," singing Sugarfree's "Ipaglalaban Ko"(?). In furnace, midget boy can reach the high notes. And when he belts, his voice quality does not falter. It remains full and intact, not taking the falsetto way out.

Oh, I think I'm crushing on him again. Elmer Glue Boy and he have the same sullen/half-baked/heliophobic complexion. I like! *Barfs* Excuse me. Haha.
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This Christina Aguilera superfanboy missed her Back to Basics concert. Because it was on a Friday night and it was raining and he had no one to accompany him and... he had no moolah to buy a ticket. Wenk.

And he heard from another superfanboy (who, unlike him, was able to see the concert) that the Christina, she fvcking rocked The Fort! Huhu.

Disenfranchised

Still looking for Harry Potter 5 movie date/s. Come on, people, invite me!
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Setting: UP ABAM TransOrn (AppsOrn) at the UP Alumni Center

I was sitting there spaced out as is usual when I am alone. Indeed, I was figuratively on my own that time. I was surrounded by familiar faces and names, but the best that I had were mere acquaintances. I was thinking; one thought lead to another until it suddenly hit me that I miss the feeling of organizing an event, something that I would own and in which I really would get involved.

So I thought of UP CE's upcoming Acquaintance Party and played with the idea of helping prepare for it. I went as far as considering even the possibility of hosting it (because with anonymity comes confidence. I barely recognize the new faces in CE today much less the names of those faces, and I suppose that the same goes for them towards me.)

Now as I still ponder about it, I think my help would be needed the least. Kaya wag na lang.
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On my way home, passing by Bahay ng Alumni, I was startled by the multitude of clad-in-black, jumping jologs that flocked the facade. Eek!

Wanted: Harry Potter 5 Movie Date

You can just text or e-mail me. I suggest that we watch it next, next week if not immediately next week. And because I'm a cheapskate, it would have to be in a movie house that would charge not more than 200 bucks per ticket (unless, of course, you would be willing to subsidize).

I'm desperate for a companion so please contact me. (If no one would bother to do so, there's BitTorent anyway. Eww, how pathetic!)

Third Movie in Three Days

I forgot to mention, Mich Dulce was in the Kamikaze screening last night, dressed in a cross between the 80s style and the Lolita look. And she's a few sizes smaller in person than on TV.
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Just came from Eastwood and had a movie date with my buddies. Wenk. Watched Transformers with Charree and Diannee. Then we shared a puny pizza at Yellow Cab as if I didn't gobble up three burgers and ice cream at the CE AppsOrn at McDo Katips.

Now I just want to sleep and wait for sh*t to come out. Haha...haym so bored but am too sluggish to still watch Push on UP which my PE prof requires our class to do. She also assigned us to write a reaction paper. What will I write? "Nakita ko ang dati kong crush at nubwisit lang ako"? So to sleep and to sh*t it is. (Sh*t, sayang ang one hundred ko!)

Kamikaze Girls

Yay! One reader took pity and sent in her question for my pathetic pakulo. Her question goes... oh, wait, I stupidly wasn't able to save it. Anyway, my previous hate post intrigued her. Naturally, she wants to know to whom am I referring.

Answer: the *utch and the *utch's *itch. Get it? I'll just assume you do as I refuse to underestimate your gossip IQ. 0:)
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It's the second day of the Japanese film fest in Cine Adarna (UP Film Center). Tonight we (Gen, Vigile, their friends, Levs, and I) watched Kamikaze Girls. Wala lang.

Trivia (which I know will interest only Jazelli): Kamikaze stars Anna Tsuchiya who sang opening and ending themes to the anime "NANA", while Out of This World (the first movie we screened in the fest) stars Joe Odagiri who plays Ginko in the live-action movie adaptation of the anime "Mushishi". Wala lang ulit.

Stop Me!

Grabe, I'm appalled by your density! A black hole is nothing compared to you! No amount of sound reasoning would ever get through to your pigheadedness! You live in another universe with her and with your twisted rationalizations! Stop pestering me! Pvcha, subukan mong sumagot dito talagang gagawa na ako ng gulo sa buhay niyo! Leche!

Pakulo Still Ongoing

All right, no one's pansining* (a shoutout to tsarrycholei) my pakulo. Checked my account and there was only one new mail: a spam from Xtube.
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My bet won! Bea is PBB Season 2's Big Winner! She earned it, she deserves it ("Mammy Bey, be hhhanest!") And the prizes, my gulay, she could already retire with those and skip her inevitable venture into showbiz.

As for Wendy bitch, I think I'm developing a soft spot for her again. Oh well, at least she's gorgeous and has a nice set of upper teeth (Observe it closely if ever she feigns wailing again.)
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Pvtangna, Juday's on TV, singing, dancing, and doing sexy acts! *Fidgets*

Pakulo

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* Deadline: July 1, 2007 (11:59 PM Sunday)

Libre, Init, PBB, at Titi

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Dia invited me to her post-birthday dinner treat at Glorietta. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to come (and text her about my not coming, hehe). Dia, if you're reading this, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for letting pass yet another opportunity at free food for myself. O, what a waste! Hehe.

It might be inappropriate to tell, but whoever said I'm good at appropriateness? Anyway, Dia asked me to inform Jac (yes, Jacqueline Lourdes Mago) that she also invites her to said dinner, to patch things up between them, etc. So inform Jac I did, however, she dismissed it as just another one of my pranks. Jaccy, don't you think it's much too late for April Fools'?
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It's getting hotter by the day, and I think the temperature will continue to rise until its zenith in May. It's good to know that I will have been in the middle of my internship stint by then. Meaning, pretending to work one-third of each day inside the air-conditioned confines of CitiTower.

Until then, I have to suffer the icky, sticky (add to that, itchy) feeling the scorching heat causes. It's so disgusting it's frustrating! Waah! One would think that after the sun has set the heat would have subsided. But no, it's the exact opposite! It worsens until the wee hours of after-midnight. One of the cruel paradoxes of Mother Nature. (Huh?)

I'm not the only one complaining and posting about this in his blog, am I? It sure is much easier to bitch and whine. La lala lala...
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I've been hooked on PBB Season 2, especially on the love teams that eventually have sprouted (e.g. Bruce-Wendy, Robert-Saicy). Kakilig!

Kian (the half-Persian guy) was evicted in the latest, um, eviction. I was praying that it was Bodie who got booted out instead. Yes, he may be good-looking (not my type), but god, he's sooo boooring. I rather would pick Nel over him any time of the day. Nel may be lacking in the, ahem, looks department, but everyone can see that his personality and humor more than compensate for that.

Anyway, I was able to catch the PBB telecast on Studio23 before lunch. The camera focused on Wendy ironing... ironing... ironing... and ironing. For fifteen minutes. In one angle. @_@ In fairness to Wendy (and I emphasize that I say this obectively that), she has a nice set of boobies. Hehe.
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<3 is supposed to represent a heart, right? I realized it also resembles a dick. A shaftless dick at that.

Alpha said =3 looks more like the male organ. If mine is shaftless... no, let me rephrase that. If <3 is shaftless, then I say =3 is headless.

Both are lacking so I guess <=3 solves the issue. Haha. Please excuse me, the heat of summer (sunshine I miss you like nobody else) gets to my head (the one above).

Chiaki-senpai! Gyabo!

Tamaki Hiroshi of "Nodame Cantabile" (the live action, TV series)

Gusto Kong Magswimming!

It's 8:40PM, I just got up from my siesta. Now I'm feeling heavy and weak from thirst. Gulay, the air's so fvcking hot! Even if I turn on the electric fan full-blast, I'd only evaporate myself to ashes. Swallowing an entire fridge of cold water, so cold that it numbs the throat, offers only temporary relief because I'd be feeling icky-sticky soon after. I sweat easily, you see, even without physical exertion.

What should I do, what should I do? I'm forbidden to turn on the aircon, I'm too lazy to bathe much more go out of the house and float like a twig on chlorinated/urinated water. Today, I was supposed go swimming with relatives, but I decided to stay home alone. (What' new?) And now, I'm somehow regretting it. Waah!

My Day in the Citi

Yesterday had a rough start:

1.) I left the house for the bus station one hour later than I planned;

2.) I waited, contrary to what I anticipated since it's a midweek-day (which I now realize has no basis), for thirty minutes for a Cubao-destined bus;

3.) After boarding and being settled inside said bus (Farrah Naparan was my seatmate, by the way), what should have been only a ten-minute stop-over before the bus leaves the station, stretched to thirty minutes after which the conductor advised the passengers to transfer to another bus because the air-conditioning system had a glitch that would take another thirty minutes to repair;

4.) The second bus had no vacant seats, but I couldn't afford to wait much longer so I had to put up sitting along the aisle.

(As if you give a shit to the shitty shit, shit that shat on me.)

All was well after that except for the fact that I was ninety minutes late for my internship interview. Yay. Woohoo. As if I was under an asthmatic episode that I couldn't catch my breath, and my heart felt like it was being wrung like a piece of wet laundry. You could say I was on the verge of a stroke. Blah blah blah blah blah...

As it turned out, I was twenty three hours too early for my interview. La lala lala.

Yeah, I nailed the interview and I didn't even rely on the script I prepared. Haha. As if it was that difficult. Yeah, whatever. Nonetheless, I have been accepted the same day as a summer intern at Citbank, N.A., Makati *turns 360 degrees* City! I will be assigned at the HR Admin Unit of the Country Human Resource Group (CHRG) of the Corporate and Investment Bank, whatever that means. Haha. (Levs will also be assigned at the same unit.)

I pray to god that the other male intern in the unit will pass at least my aesthetic standards which are really not high so it's as good as having no standards at all. Desperado. I kid.

Straight from Another Smart-mouth's, um, Mouth

My mom and I had that talk. She ambushed me, and I just found myself dumbfounded, sitting petrified on the floor, staring blankly at the computer screen as we carried on that excruciating conversation. Then, while reading Fruits Basket, I came across the part where Hiro Sohma's Jyuunishi curse was lifted. Wasn't the timing perfect?

Sorry. Somehow I have very complicated feelings. To be honest, I would like to be happy about this. I feel anger, resentment, regret, repentance, and affection. All these things are in a pulpy mess.

Mundane Thursday

"Hala, sige! Lumayas kayong lahat at magsiksikan kayo sa Boracay! At huwag na kayong babalik!"

Parang sira. That's why I adore her.
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Had that company not called and scheduled next week my interview for the summer internship I'm dying to land (Gen already got accepted; I hope Gil, Levs, and I, too), I wouldn't have something to look forward to until this Lenten blah-ness lasts. Ugh.

The holiday boredom is starting to creep in to me. Nothing's on TV (although I was able to catch the PBB 2 Housemates' recollection drama a while ago), no one's texting me, and no one's online. Everyone's gone out of town. Well, that is excluding me. I still have a stack of anime and manga CDs care of Jazel though so I think I'll be able to survive.

La lala lala...

The Inventor of "Ivanee"

Because "Ivanee" is slowly gaining widespread usage much to my amazement, the one who coined it insists that she be acknowledged publicly as, um, the one who coined it. The first one, to be precise because Kattee also did, but she came only in second.

(Click to enlarge.)

Haha. There, I posted your picture. :P You have no right to complain because you never refused when I asked for your permission. Nyahaha. >:)
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Whee, I just finished downloading CAN'T BUY MY LOVE by YUI!
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Got excited over this (found the link from T. Duna's blog) so I hurriedly signed up for an account. Too bad most of my username choices were already unavailable so I had to stick with "ivanfloresrico".

Sana Hindi Ko Na Makita Ulit Pagmumukha Mo. Ever.

A common friend told me you're doing well now. You've gradually straightened out your life, and it's nice to know that. I say this with utmost sincerity. I keep no more resentment towards you. As if you would care a bit knowing that (my saying "It's nice to hear you're doing well.") Even at the time I hurled myself at your feet and almost died choking on my pride, you never did. Never!

Split

Now looking back at all we've planned, we let so many dreams just slip through our hands. Why must we wait so long before we'll see how sad the answers to those questions can be?

Do you know where you're going to? Do you like the things that life is showing you? Where are you going to? Do you know?

Do you get what you're hoping for? When you look behind you there's no open door. What are you hoping for? Do you know...