firstly i am now declaring "rent" as my most favourite musical ever. jonathan larson is a pure genius. anyway, let me quote one song from that musical that will serve as my life's manual for the incoming 2008:
*** warning: this is a cheesy post. if you are a close minded envious person, then don't read further...
SEASONS OF LOVE
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Moments so dear
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
How Do You Measure - Measure A Year?
In Daylights - In Sunsets
In Midnights - In Cups Of Coffee
In Inches - In Miles
In Laughter - In Strife
In - Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
How Do You Measure
A Year In The Life?
How About Love?
How About Love?
How About Love?
Measure In Love
Seasons of Love.
Seasons of Love.
Joanne:
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Journeys To Plan
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
How Do You Measure The Life
Of A Woman Or A Man
Collins:
In Truth That She Learned
Or In Times That He Cried
In Bridges He Burned
Or The Way That She Died
All:
It's Time Now - To Sing Out
Though The Story Never Ends
Let's Celebrate
Remember A Year In The Life Of Friends
Remember the Love
Remember the Love
Remember the Love
Measure In Love
Joanne:
(Oh you got to you got to remember the love,)
(You know that love is a gift from up above)
(Share love, give love, spread love)
(Measure, measure your life in love.)
ALL
Seasons Of Love(2x)
Joanne:
(Measure your life, measure your life in love)
stop wrinkling your forehead. i haven't found a boyfriend yet to get engrossed with a song that endlessly repeats "love". i may get bitter about stupid things once in a while but i still like hearing that "l" word. i may not be romantically involved yet but i still love my roller coaster life. so that's love you got there. and it's the first requirement before you venture out into loving others.
looking back at the things that i did or the things that were done for me in 2007, i have to say that this is the best year of my life so far. it was indeed five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes well spent. from family, pinas besties, school mates, pinoy night mates, phk-mates, ppc-hk mates, blog mates, upaa-hk mates, bar mates, gym mates, office mates - every one of them did a good job making me feel like everything just fell into place. i felt really loved and i hope i did a good job making them feel that they are loved, too.
in a few days we'll be re-starting the default mark of that five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes for a new beginning. i wish everybody makes use of them wisely and spread the love.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
the guy with good lip service...
is coming over in a few days. i should be happy, right? then why am i scared?
bummer. bummer.
bummer. bummer.
how did you spend your christmas?
it's my most hated holiday of the year. don't fret christmas lovers, it's personal. well apart from that personal thing, i hate christmas because of the hypocrisy it brings. of course i love red calendar days but the idea of having to smile and treat everybody as your friend is just plain ridiculous just because papa jesus was born. there were even studies that he wasn't born on that day. anyway, all my christmases were so bad. it's one of the most depressing time of the year for me. that's why i always say "happy holidays" instead of "merry christmas".
anyway, i spent it differently this year. i just chilled out with my newfound best bud at my favorite place. little speakers humming beautiful tunes, chilly weather, peel orange, life talks. we we're having a good relaxing time that we didn't even notice that the clock struck 12 already. no noche buena. no hugging. no pretentious smiles. just the perfect way of spending it, methinks.
anyway, i spent it differently this year. i just chilled out with my newfound best bud at my favorite place. little speakers humming beautiful tunes, chilly weather, peel orange, life talks. we we're having a good relaxing time that we didn't even notice that the clock struck 12 already. no noche buena. no hugging. no pretentious smiles. just the perfect way of spending it, methinks.
cool website
i came across this website where people send their "secrets" through home-made postcards.
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
it's amazing how one photo with little caption can tell a whole story. every pixel, every scribble, you can feel the real emotions and pains in every postcard. it's real life drama at its best. i could symphatize with what they feel. we've got secrets left and right - feelings better kept than expressed.
secrets. yeah, it's the 's' word. most hated yet most utilized.
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
it's amazing how one photo with little caption can tell a whole story. every pixel, every scribble, you can feel the real emotions and pains in every postcard. it's real life drama at its best. i could symphatize with what they feel. we've got secrets left and right - feelings better kept than expressed.
secrets. yeah, it's the 's' word. most hated yet most utilized.
Monday, December 24, 2007
yeba!
i won a 4gb ipod nano in our christmas party a while ago! yeba!
woot! woot!
this is a lucky year for me when in comes to raffles! i won an adidas gc which i never got to redeem in the flickr launch, and now... and now... ipod! yeba!
isa pa! yeba!
woot! woot!
this is a lucky year for me when in comes to raffles! i won an adidas gc which i never got to redeem in the flickr launch, and now... and now... ipod! yeba!
isa pa! yeba!
Sunday, December 23, 2007
crazy night
I just experienced the most uncontrolled night of my life.
My friend Bryan sort of invited himself to my flat last night. A nomad meets nomad, that's how you call it. How about telling me that he's on the tram already? Hehe, I’ve done the same thing before. Well he’s lucky I was just home watching Star Cinema’s “Ang Cute Ina Mo”. I see rolling eyes now. It’s funny nevertheless.
I never thought that it would be the remedy to another boring night. We started with watching the French movie Priceless while snacking on to rubbish food. Then we’re off to Lan Kwai Fong. I tried to be pa-sosyal so I ordered a Cosmopolitan when I am really just a Smirnoff Ice baby. I was dressed like a real lady with my tube dress and new shoes but I guess I ruined it by not getting my senses up as I usually do. I was too tipsy after three sips. I am that of a teetotaller! Good thing Bryan was good enough to ask once in a while if I was ok and look after me. It’s a shame that somebody 3 years my junior is taking care of me, haha! Oh well, we have our trashy moments once in a while. You just have to assess that someone’s present to back you up. We transferred to Cavern and we were given free drinks by the guy who was supposedly a member of the band “Dayo”. And then that was the end for Bryan. He lost it as well. Picture two drunk individuals walking along Des Voeux Road uttering senseless statements at the top of their lungs while giggling and tripping every ten seconds. Oh, and we were singing “Big Girls Don’t Cry”, too! Haha! That’s what I got for standing up to my principle. Heels + Tipsy + 10 minute walk = certainly not a good combination.
Bryan took me home and I was the least accommodating host ever! I went straight to my room and cuddled in my lovable pillows and comforters. I was dead in 2 seconds – with my party clothes still on sans washing my face or brushing my teeth. He tried talking to me but I was really unresponsive to say the least. He claimed to have slept for one hour and left. I woke up five hours later because I could feel vibrating phone thumping through my head. He left his phone on my bed. I was too thirsty so I stood up, only to find my flat in hopeless condition with ice cream dripping on the floor and cigarette ashes.
Freaking hangover.
Overall, it was a crazy night. Crazy and fun. :)
My friend Bryan sort of invited himself to my flat last night. A nomad meets nomad, that's how you call it. How about telling me that he's on the tram already? Hehe, I’ve done the same thing before. Well he’s lucky I was just home watching Star Cinema’s “Ang Cute Ina Mo”. I see rolling eyes now. It’s funny nevertheless.
I never thought that it would be the remedy to another boring night. We started with watching the French movie Priceless while snacking on to rubbish food. Then we’re off to Lan Kwai Fong. I tried to be pa-sosyal so I ordered a Cosmopolitan when I am really just a Smirnoff Ice baby. I was dressed like a real lady with my tube dress and new shoes but I guess I ruined it by not getting my senses up as I usually do. I was too tipsy after three sips. I am that of a teetotaller! Good thing Bryan was good enough to ask once in a while if I was ok and look after me. It’s a shame that somebody 3 years my junior is taking care of me, haha! Oh well, we have our trashy moments once in a while. You just have to assess that someone’s present to back you up. We transferred to Cavern and we were given free drinks by the guy who was supposedly a member of the band “Dayo”. And then that was the end for Bryan. He lost it as well. Picture two drunk individuals walking along Des Voeux Road uttering senseless statements at the top of their lungs while giggling and tripping every ten seconds. Oh, and we were singing “Big Girls Don’t Cry”, too! Haha! That’s what I got for standing up to my principle. Heels + Tipsy + 10 minute walk = certainly not a good combination.
Bryan took me home and I was the least accommodating host ever! I went straight to my room and cuddled in my lovable pillows and comforters. I was dead in 2 seconds – with my party clothes still on sans washing my face or brushing my teeth. He tried talking to me but I was really unresponsive to say the least. He claimed to have slept for one hour and left. I woke up five hours later because I could feel vibrating phone thumping through my head. He left his phone on my bed. I was too thirsty so I stood up, only to find my flat in hopeless condition with ice cream dripping on the floor and cigarette ashes.
Freaking hangover.
Overall, it was a crazy night. Crazy and fun. :)
i can't get over it...
maroon v's won't go home without you is freaking addicting!
it's like a pill. i have to listen to it every night for at least 5 times. if not, i'd act like a tranny woman in menopausal stage.
it's not over night...
thank god for youtube! and for the anonymous guy who shares his wireless connection.
it's like a pill. i have to listen to it every night for at least 5 times. if not, i'd act like a tranny woman in menopausal stage.
it's not over night...
thank god for youtube! and for the anonymous guy who shares his wireless connection.