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The Breakfast Club
"...They who are near to me do not know that you are nearer to me than they are. They who speak to me do not know that my heart is full with your unspoken words. They who crowd in my path do now know that I am walking alone with you. They who love me do not know that their love brings you to my heart..." Rabindranath Tagore: 1861-1941

Humans For Sale!

Check out this website I found! I Googled the word bored and it took me to a list of a thousand websites to cure office boredom. This site caught my attention and here are the results:

I am worth $1,621,250.00 on HumanForSale.com


Imagine, little 'ol me just sitting on my desk for 8 straight hours and I am worth more than a million bucks! Must be my magnetic personality...or my fabulous wit and unending charm....Hmm, any takers though?

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True Beauty

I just got this from an email (again) and
am sharing this for all you Beautiful Women (and Men na ren)!
It gives a beautiful insight on what real beauty is
and gives us all a way of looking at how beauty is completely achieved.


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Did you know that it's Beautiful Women Month?
Well, it is and that means you and me !!!

Below is a wonderful poem Audrey Hepburn wrote when asked to share her "beauty tips." It was read at her funeral years later.



For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child
run his/her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge that
you never walk alone.

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People, even more than things, have to be
restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed;
never throw out anyone.

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Remember, if you ever need a helping hand,
you will find one at the end of each of your arms.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands;

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one for helping yourself,
and the other for helping others.


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Wish List

Uso ang Wish List sa mga blogs diba? Ako isa lang naman e. San nagpapatawa lang yung TM namen about the whole lipatan thing sa Shared. That would be a great April Fool's especially since ilang araw na lang a-uno na ng Abril. So yun...wish ko lang.

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Konti na Lang! 12 Ang Score Ko!

natanggap ko lang to sa email. Be honest sa sagot ha!

Message: Yes or no lang. Walang depende. Lagyan mo na rin kung bakit. Ok? okay..

A. NAGAWA mo na bang..

1. Maglakad sa kalye khit d ka pa nagsusuklay at hihilamos sa umaga? Hindi pa naman...di pa ako ganun katamad!
2. Tumawid sa baha ng Espana? Hindi kse taga-Diliman ako e...
3. Maligo sa ulan na walang bra/brief? Nung bata pa ako...
4. Tumawid sa no jaywalking zone? Oo nung graveyard shift pa ako. Wala naman pulis e.
5. Magdial ng mga number sa telepono ng mga taong d mo kilala? Hindi kse feeling ko makikilala nya ako. Praning ako e.
6. Maglagay ng thumbtacks sa upuan ng teacher mo? Hindi sa teacher. Sa classmate. Bomba ang balak ko ilagay sa upuan ng teacher ko e, nyahahahahaha!
7. Magsulat sa pader ng school? Hindi kse magagalit yung mga madre ng school...
8 . Magsulat sa puno? Hindi ren kse nahuli yung barkada ko nun e! Sinulat ba naman pangalan nya. Boblets.
9. Akyat sa bakod ng school? Yep! Kse ayaw magpalabas e tatawid lang naman kme.
10. Magpanggap na ibang tao sa telepono? Ay oo. Pag napag-tripan namen.
11. Isumbong ang kaklase mong pinakopya mo na nataasan ka pa? Hindi ako snitch. Diskarte mo na kung mangongopya ka pero I bet mas mataas pa ren score ko sayo, hehe...
12. Halikan ang crush mo habang tulog? Scary naman to. Di pa. Baka magulat masapak ka pa ng di oras...
13. Awayin ang school guard nyo? Mabait si Mr. Ubas (oo, yun ang pangalan nya) e! Love ko sha! Pero yung ibang sikyu, inaaway ko pag pasaway o mayabang umasta!


B. KAYA mo bang..


1. Mag shop lift? Hindi kse naniniwala ako sa karma
2. Pindutin ung fire alarm sa bldg nio? Madaling pumindot, mahirap pang nagkagulo na...
3. Tapikin sa balikat ung priest sa simbahan? Dahil? I doubt it.. Hindi ako pumupunta sa simbahan at lalong hindi ako lumalapit sa pari...
4.. Patayin ung speaker o ung microphone ng teacher mo? Malabong mangyari kse may bantay lagi...lam mo naman palakad ng madre ang school ko nun...
5. Matulog ng walang damit sa ibang bahay? Khet nung babay ako naka-damit na ako e...so hindi.
6. Dayain ang grades mo? Oh yes. Kse uso sa amin noon yung ipapa-check sa seatmate. Kala ng teacher red ballpen gamit namen. Ang totoo is red yung case pero black ang tinta!!! Bahala na kme kung ilang mali ang gusto namin... Evil, no?
7. Magbihis sa harap ng mga tao? Oo naman. lalo na kung close freinds mo na...
8. Itago ang phone ng kaibigan mo?' Haha...Oo...Si JM ang madalas kong pagtripan...nakahandusay kse ang phone e.
9. Mag pretend na galit sa friend mo? Oo. Hindi ko na maalala kse gradeschool pa ako nun e...
10. Manutok ng baril? Hindi. Mejo nakaka-trauma naman yun e, lalo na dun sa natutukan.


C. BINALAK mo na bang?


1. Makipag live in sa bf/gf ng best friend mo? Oo. Buti na lang hindi natuloy.
2. Makipag date sa crush ng bestfriend mo? Hindi kse bad yun.
3. Mang agaw ng bf/gf ng may bf/gf? Hindi kse nga bad yun. Para ka namang mauubusan. Walang dignity ang ganun (yabang!)
4. Magtulak ng drugs? Nuh-uh! Bangkok Pills ba drugs?
5.Mag utos ng tao para pumatay? Hindi. Pano kung hindi malinis trabaho nung nautusan mo? Hehe.
6. Magpanggap na patay ka na? Oo. Laro lang. Kse nga kunwari ako si Dock Ock tapos Spiderman yung anak ko...ganun lang.
7. Mangolekta ng limos sa kalsada? I BEG YOUR PARDON (See, sosyal me eh! Hehe)
8. Magpanggap na mahal mo ang isang tao kahit hndi mo mahal? Hindi. Waste of time and effort.
9. Maglagay ng patay na ipis sa upuan ng kaaway mo? Oo. Plastic lang sha. At hindi ko nilagay sa upuan ng kaaway ko. Nilagay ko sa upuan ng friend ko. Na nakikisakay lang ako. Astig ko no?
10. Magpadala ng death threat? Oo, telepathic death threat. Sana na-gets nya, haha!


SCORE:

Kapag 15 pataas ung yes mo, WELCOME TO THE CLUB ng mga taong malalakas magtrip!!! Hayop ka, lahat nalang ng trip sa buhay ginawa mona...Ewan ko ba, siguro meron pa jang mas grabe na ginawa mo!! YOU'RE IN!!!


11 to 14 - Malapit lapit ka na... konting lakas na lang ng loob!! YOU'RE OUT!


7-10 - Moody kang tao. Wala lang. Basta maisipan mo yun na.


6 - below - BORING KANG KASAMA...


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The Happiness of Easter

As we approach the celebration of Easter, first things first:

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When I was younger, I dreaded the Holy Week. Imagine spending radio-less, TV-less 3 days(from Maundy Thursday to Black Saturday). TV programming was limited to the last hours of Jesus while radios offered dead air. It did not help that there were no malls and practically nowhere to go to. Not to mention the sroching heat. All I could think of was a blur of yellow and orange (meaning the sun shining...or scorching). Back in Marikina, I could even hear some of my neighbors reciting the Pasion using speakers! While I spent the hot, sweaty days listening to this, I knew there were people off to the beach or to some splashy resort. Major bummer.

But as I grew older, something about these experiences made Holy Week something to look forward to. It was indeed time to relax but it was also a time to detach ourselves from "the world". It was a big change to spend afternoons talking with your family, or just lounge around without pressure of time or anything.

I relished our family's joyrides into Metro Manila which is virtually transformed into a ghost town, what with half the populace being in the provinces. Makati to Quezon City would only take 15 minutes, tops! It was also a great find if you can locate a place to eat that is still open even during Good Friday. What a treat!

And after all these seemingly boring days comes Easter where everyone comes alive! That was probably what our spirits are going through. We absorb ourselves too much in the hype of "living" taht we wear ourselves thin just doing it. We go through life aimlessly. Sure, we have the prized camera-phone or digicam we want (and nothing wrong with these investments, mind you). But in the end, we still feel a certain feeling of hunger and sense of fulfillment. But going through the Holy Week, we may not be as religious as the others who faithfully do the rituals of the season, but after purging ourselves of the material possesions that actually are the ones possessing us, it is refreshing to greet Easter Sunday. Suddenly, there are little noises that are actually assuring to hear. The sun seems to relent and just shower us with sunshine and everything is in a lighter shade. Probably what Jesus' believers felt when they knew He had risen. Everything seems perfect and there is the assurance that everything will be alright.

I once saw an episode in Oprah where there was a guest who compared all of us into little ships that were launched at sea from one Mother Ship. All of the little boats will go about their way and travel their lifetime but in the end, all those same little boats will eventually see that they are all going back into the Mother Ship. How comforting that all of us who travel through life will always have Him to go back to. A Blessed Easter to us all.

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An Interrupted Life

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In 1969, the wild ones went to Woodstock.
The unlucky ones went to war.
But if you don't know where you were going,
they sent you to Claymoore.

Powerful statements if you ask me. If you lived during the 60s and had a smidgen of a doubt in yourself, then you definitely don't fit in. I remember this movie back in 2000 and it had such an impact on me I had to watch it. It was the first movie I watched alone and whatever impact this movie had on me before doubled. Whou wouldn't if you knew there was a place such as Claymoore where psychos, weirdos and the mentally disturbed were thrown into one place where they are kept to be released later on after being . Much like computer reimaging.

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The central character, Susanna Kaysen was diagnosed as having Borderline Disorder Personality, a mental intability with symptoms much similar to laziness and self indulgence. There is a thin line between craziness and sanity and I guess these people were dancing back and forth on that line. Laziness and Self-Indulgence? What would you say about today's youth, huh? Not much different except now, it's percieved to be cool if you have gone though depression and burn-out before you hit 25. Makes you one of those REAL PEOPLE.

On the other hand, what is it with young women in touble that interests all of us? Why are Lisa Rowe, the sociopath who thinks everyone is a victim and that she is the only one free, Daisy Randone, the sexually abused rich girl who ended up hanging herself despite her belief that she has a chance in life, and Janet Webber, the anorexic-cigarette-puffing chick all affect us even if we grew up in a sheltered and comfortable life? For me, it was the reality that the mind is a treasure-trove of memories and experiences that sometimes can be overwhelming it literally drives us nuts. It can make us free or it can shut us into the confines of our own skull. And in those days wherein society dictates how we should be, there was no way out. Off you go to the loony bin. Unless they see you fit enough to conform to the norms, then you are going to rot there. And we are talking about electro-something as part of their therapy.

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There was one scene in the movie wherein they were already dead into the winter season and all of the girls were hauled off into the ice cream parlor for, well, ice cream. And Susanna said it best: "Makes you think who the real nut job is." Ice cream makes you feel good and brings happy memories so here you go, 1 scoop of ice cream and that's your therapy for this week.

And there were a lot of fun moments too for the Claymoore girls. A montage of various events such as birthdays, playing bowling on the underground, and just plain goofing around the ward. I think you have not totally lost your mind if you still have your sense of fun.

And so I left the moviehouse that day as if I was floating. I was still recovering from the immersion I had with what science has considered to be sociopaths, and I know that this is far from the hell they go through.

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Don't Be Fooled By The Rocks That I Got...

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I saw this pair of jeans at from The Fashion Spot J.Lo's clothing line and grabe, look at the staggering price...and the staggering size of that diamond! For $2M only, I wonder:

How are you supposed to wash these?
May extra button kaya (na brilyante ren?) just in case maalis yung nakakabit na butones?
May bibili kaya neto?
Makauwi ka kaya ng buhay?

Random thoughts lang. Ang gara, no? Ang babaw den...


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Sharing My Seat

"The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and of love."
-- William Wadsworth

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Today is a Monday so as usual, getting a seat on the bus is as easy as seeing you ears. So I boarded the bus and wasn't even able to get to the middle of the aisle because it was already jampacked! I asked the conductor if I will be able to sit and he couldn't quite look at me. I was convinced this day would be a major bummer and was silently lashing at almost everything inside my head. The conductor was nice enough to create a makeshift seat for me but called my attention instead to one seat that was soon to be vacated (someone was supposed to go down at the toll booth areas). So I stood on the bus aisles when one man in his 50s ( I guess) stood up and offered me his seat. I thought he was the one going down so I whispered my thanks and sat gratefully. We passed the toll booths and the kind man did not go down. HE GAVE UP HIS SEAT FOR ME! I swear at that time, I was really humbled. It was easy for me to rant about not having a seat but when faced with utter kindness, I was totally stumped. I wanted to sink in my seat. I wanted to stand up again and offer him his seat back (although that would make him feel awkward I guess). I wanted to go back to the makeshift seat.

Now why does this kindness made me feel so...unworthy? Why did I feel so small? Why don't I think twice about jumping on someone because of a misfortune so mundane and happens to everyone yet become speechless when shown kindness?

It is these random acts of kindness that truly makes me feel grounded. Two feet on the ground. No whining and complaining. And because that man genuinely thought I needed the seat more, it made me realize when did I ever think about giving up something I paid for, or I needed because someone needed it more? How often do I consider other people's needs and feelings before mine?


As I approached Ayala, I stood up and called the kindly man and told him to sit on OUR chair. I silently wished him a blessing. Because he sure blessed me with what he did.


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Glass of Milk

One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was hungry. He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water. She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it slowly, and then asked, How much do I owe you? "You don't owe me anything," she replied. "Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness." He said.... "Then I thank you from my heart." As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit.

Many years later that same young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease. Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes. Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room. Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to her case. After a long struggle, the battle was won. Dr. Kelly requestedthe business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room.She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She read these words... "Paid in full with one glass of milk" (Signed) Dr. Howard Kelly. Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: "Thank You, God, that Your love has spread broad through human hearts and hands."

There's a saying which goes something like this: Bread cast onthe waters comes back to you. The good deed you do today may benefit you or someone you love at the least expected time. If you never see the deed again at least you will have made the world a better place - and, after all, isn't that what life is all about?

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Kiss My Ass!

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Congratulations! You are the Kiss My Ass Happy
Bunny
. You don't care about anyone or anything.
You must be so proud...

which happy bunny are you?
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Waiting for Harry


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Here is the UK version of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Oooh I can't wait!!! PowerBooks, here I come with my Php 500.00 reservation fee!!!


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All That Precious Time

Last Friday, My son and I had our gimik. Yep, my almost-four-year-old son and I spent the whole day Friday at G4. What made that day momentous in some ways? It was Pot's first time to ride the bus! Usually, he has his Lollie and Daduy to take him to the malls but I, putting adventure and thriftiness into one, decided that this would be a great experience for him. So off we went to the bus station and at 10:30 AM, we were on our way to Manila. Pot's first reaction?

"Wala silang radio dito, Mommy?"

Pasensha na. I told him, they have TVs inside the bus so people won't get bored and he said "ohhhh". He didn't want to sit on my lap and was probably absorbing the view from "up where he is". Fifteen minutes into the South Super Highway and tulog na yung kasama ko. Oh well. So that is how eventful his first bus ride was. I kept the ticket for scrapbooking, though.

After that, we went to watch Robots at G4, had a blast eating all those chips and popcorn (M&Ms too for him) and ran some errands for my Mom. Of course, what trip with a preschooler be without a stopover at a Toy Store. Image hosted by Photobucket.com was the best so far because they had all the toys imaginable. The good thing was that with all those toys, Pot couldn't make up his mind. He settled for (2) Tomy toy carswhile I promised to get him the Marvel Super Heroes pack for his birthday (kelangan mag-ipon). At the end of the day, I promised Pot that next time we go out, we'd still ride the bus and will make more time for the arcade.

I always cherish these days because it is our "bonding moment". Last week, we spent the whole morning painting each other's faces. I made him into a little cub and he made me, well, he painted half my face green, some blue and black splotches and painted my lips red. And his special instructions were: "Wag kang malikot Mommy para hindi malagyan ang eyes mo...". It was a shame that we were both allergic to the paint/crayons and had red rashes all over our faces the next day.

Next time, we plan to go to Avilon Zoo in Montalban. Or in Corregidor in Bataan. And I hope Potching feels as happy as I am spending precious time with him. One time, we were watching Harry Potter's Prisoner of Azkaban and I told him that someday, he'll be just like Harry having fun with all his friends. He said "Dapat kasama ka Mommy and kasama ren yung mga mommy ng friends ko". Aww, so sweet although I'm willing to bet my 5-year's worth of paychecks that at 13, he will find it awkward being with me. But who am I to complain?

So while he is still a few years away from the teenage years, I am going to make sure I get to enjoy every second with him. After all, there never was a person who said:

"I wish I hadn't spent more time with my kids"...

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Patawa Muna

I remember getting an email about a collection of hilarious excuse letters written by parents from the Philippines for their kids. They were all funny but this one brought the house down for me:

Please excuse Jennifer for missing school yesterday. We forgot to get the Sunday paper off the porch, and when we found it Monday, we thought it was Sunday.

Hayup. Panalo sa reasoning diba?

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Bring It On

As if my last blog's event was not enough, I got a double whammy for my birthday. Not only am I broke on what should be the happiest day of my life, as soon as payday rolled in, my ATM card malfunctioned. There I was ATM-hopping along Salcedo Village, still in-denial that I won't be able to get a single centavo out of my recent paycheck. BRING IT ON, huh?

It all started on March 11, Friday. I was down to my last 300 bucks. I was supposed to meet someone but took a raincheck because my fincances were zilch. I took a leave from work (I know, what a loser) so I could fit everything into my puny budget.

Then, not only was I trying to withdraw the last hundred bucks from my account on the 14th, I was unsuccessful at doing so! I didn't have enough money for travel ( yeah, that is the right word considering I make daily excursions 65 kms south of Manila), I had to borrow from Liza and my Mom so I could go to work! Now a gastadora I ain't. It's just that I had to use the paycheck that normally would be okay in 2 weeks into a 3-week stretch. If anything, I am a magic-worker...a wizard!

But, I'm okay now. I got my money. I can now think clearly and in fact, I am going to submerge myself into yet another "magical" experience. I am gonna get a credit card. Ha!

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Arnold: Alam mo yung TV show sa Channel 9 starring yung kasama ni Mandy Moore sa A Walk to Remember?
ME: Yung Now and Forever?
Arnold: Now and Again! Oo! Sya yung ANAK SHA NG TATAY NYA, tapos.....(blah..blah...blah)

Okay...anak din ba sha ng Nanay nya? Heehee...

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Petsa de Peligro

Petsa de Peligro. Natutunan ko 'to ke JM. Eto raw yung mga araw na nanganganib ang finances mo...tipong ika-14 o 29th ng buwan. Yung ilang oras bago pumasok yung sweldo mo tapos simot na yung bank account mo. Yung nagiging mandirigma ka na khet sa piso lang. Yung mga panahon daw na hindi ka dapat maka-tabig ng bote ng bagoong o ketchup either sa mall o palengke kundi yari ka kse kulang ang pambayad mo.

Three words lang but they speak volumes and bespeaks of terror among all of us. Yung tipong pagbukas mo ng wallet mo, bente na lang pera mo, mamamasahe ka pa pauwi tapos papasok ka pa bukas. E alangan namang mag-abang ka ng alas-3 ng umaga sa tapat ng ATM dhel ang Chinabank e hindi naglalabas ng pera ng Lunes? In short, namemeligro na ang finances mo.


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Ayan! May ALTA TENSION pa na kasama. High Tension daw. Hindi yan wiring or anything. Literal yan. Petsa de Peligro - Lahat tayo apektado.

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I Am The Quiz Bee!

I love taking these "personality tests" and the wackier, the better. There are more tests at Tickle but these are the newest ones I have taken... Quiz youselves too and post 'em in your blogs so we can all compare what we were in our past lives and the like!




Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!


A bit slow?!? Ohohoho, have you got your acre personalities crossed!
But good food and good fun? I could live with being slow!



Green



You are a very calm and contemplative person. Others are drawn to your peaceful, nurturing nature.




Find out your color at Quiz Me!





Say no more...



Quiz Me
Lei Ugale spins tunes as
DJ Grand Silk

http://quizme.stvlive.com/djname/quiz.php




Sounds like a mattress salesperson to me...



discover what candy you are @ quiz me



Yum! Two of my favorite things - Chocolates and Kisses!




find your inner PIE @ stvlive.com



Mmmm....makes me wanna run out the door for a mean pie!



discover your inner candy heart @ quiz me


"Be mine...now na!"


Quiz Me
Amorelle Ugale was
a Famous Acrobat
in a past life.

http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quiz.php




What can I say? Fame has hounded me ever since!



discover your jack-o-lantern face @ quiz me


Can't be grumpy 'cause Halloween's my favorite holiday of the year!

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Take This Test and Rock On!

Hey guys, take this test to know which rock chick is your alter ego! Boys, don't worry, this test still kicks ass so you can go ahead and take it! As for moi? Check it out! Am I cool or what!!!!





Which Rock Chick Are You?



"...'Cause I'm just a girl little ol' me

Don't let me out of your sight
I'm just a girl all pretty and petite
So don't let me have any rights Oh...I've had it up to here!..."

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International Women's Day

Today is International Women's Day and for sure, women from around the world are celebrated for their success and their ability to rise above the challenge. And there is nothing wrong with that. But me? I choose to deviate from the norm. So instead of hailing the women who have been trailblazers in their field, I will dedicate this day to one woman who has struggled all through her life and may have been beaten in the end but has demonstrated that femininity is not the ability to claim victory and defeat pain. It is seeing what is beyond.



Gia Marie Carangi was a supermodel in the 70s and the 80s and was the favorite covergirl for Vogue and Cosmopolitan. She was one of Wilhelmina Models top-rated models way before people knew of Cindy Crawford (In fact, Cindy was christened "Baby Gia" during her newbie years as a model). She was popular for Giorgio Armani and Christian Dior campaigns and had a number of magazine covers tucked under her belt.



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Gia, like most people, grew up in a dysfunctional family and was living with her brother and father after her Mom remarried. Naturally, this was a painful experience for Gia who sought solace in drugs, marijuana and the "older crowd". According to her, this was where she did not feel any prejudice against her particularly her being a lesbian. Frequenting clubs and discos, it was in one of her night-outs that she got discovered and eventually launched her modeling career. Her fame skyrocketed and of course, along with fame are the perils that come with it. According to The Gia Carangi Project "...Gia was looking for love and compassion at a time when people were looking for sex, money, and drugs. In her search for loving and stable relationships, Gia fell instantly in love with people she barely knew..."



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To cut the long story short, Gia plunged heavily into drugs particularly heroin. During the early 80s, people weren't really conscious or didn't care much about seeking professional help and even if she was already ruining her life by drugs, nobody minde or cared. Her erratic behavior included walking out on shoots, showing up late or not showing up at all. And even if she did posed for pictures, she was stoned and even fell asleep on shoots. It was said that in one of her magazine shoots, the photographers snapped away while Gia lay in her drugged-up state, clearly not beign aware of what was going on. Photographers were putting up with her just to get the photos done while Gia spent all her money on drugs. You could say that the drugs took their toll on her, her arms being covered with track marks from shooting heroin and scars from these track wounds. For all of these, Gia would slip
back and forth between rehab programs. In 1982, Gia shot what would be her last magazine cover. It was for the April issue of Cosmo Magazine and you could see in the picture that Gia's hands were tucked beneath her to hide the track marks in her arms.


Image hosted by Photobucket.com Gia's last cover Cosmopolitan, April 1982

One of the few times she was actually given work, Gia, still highly into drugs, was thrown out because of falling asleep in front of the set and burning her chest with a cigarette. In 1983, Gia was caught with drugs on a shoot in North Africa and this was the end for Gia's. She checked herself into rehab again but as expected, Gia again disappeared and started shooting heroin again. It was at this time that Gia would sleep with men for money for drugs and even got raped several times. After this, she got pneumonia and got hospitalized only to find out that she had AIDS.


During her long hospital stay, Gia found what she was always looking for - the love and undivided attention of her Mom. It was only a matter of weeks and Gia’s health rapidly deteriorated and she was put on a respirator. It was said that AIDS had ravaged her body so much that during her funeral, it was recommended that it be a closed-casket. On November 18, 1986, 26-year old Gia Carangi died of AIDS. She was one of the first women in the US to die of AIDS.


Why would I bother writing about Gia when she could have helped herself all along? Because she knew she needed help and tried her best to do so, proof of which is her going back and forth thru rehab. It was only sad that in the end, people could not see beyond her beauty. No one can go through what she has gone through all alone and still come out with your sanity intact.


So now that the 30th year of the Intl Women's Day is being celebrated, I say being a woman isn't about being on top and carving your future all on your own. Women's day is a celebration of the resiliency and the courage to learn the hard lessons in life even in the face of definite defeat.




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Go On And Fly

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Lately, I have been listening to Tori Amos' newest single released and currently the # 1 song of the week for Jam 88.3. To listen, click on the link from my Listening Post tab and prepare to be enthralled by Tori's soothing voice and haunting music...


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Sleeps With Butterflies
Tori Amos Beekeeper

Airplanes take you away again
Are you flying above where we live
Then I look up a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night
I'm not but I like rivers that rush in
so then I dove in
Is there trouble ahead for you the acrobat
I won't push you unless you have a net
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You say the word you know I will find you
Or if you need some time I don't mind
I don't hold onto the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with Butterflies
with Butterflies
so go on and fly then boy
Balloons look good from on the ground
I fear with pins and needles around
We may fall then stumble upon a carousel
It could take us anywhere
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I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with Butterflies
with Butterflies
so go on and fly boy
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Of Rainbow Brite, Care Bears and Barbie

Haven't you noticed that as soon as you hit the above-25 birthday celebrations, you find yourself looking back to your childhood and all the things that filled your world back then... from toys to TV?

Back in 1986, afternoons were spent in neighbor's backyards playing piko, shato or if you have a great, big playground, agawan-base. There was no cable TV yet and afternoons were spent watching reruns of Bugs Bunny, Road Runner and Coyote (he never wins...tsk!) and Batibot. I remember being one of the first few people to watch Nickelodeon on Channel 4 and the programming back then included "You Can't Do That on TV".

Without much TV shows for kids and cartoons being rehashed on a regular basis (too regular in fact), much of the time was spent playing toys. Of course, what 8-year old girl has not played with a Barbie (owned or borrowed, doesn't matter). Back then, Barbie's clothes also reflected the power-dressers of the 80s with punk make-up and leg warmers and all. My favorite back then was the Peaches and Cream Barbie (she had the most wonderful peach dress!!!!) and the Magic-Moves Barbie (where she would lift her arms to her hair) . One of my birthday gifts was Magic Glow Barbie with her glow-in-the-dark dress and matching glow-in-the-dark parasol. Barbies were really expensive toys back then so I guess I am very much fortunate having owned a Barbie ( although at that time, Barbie should have a Ken and a matching Corvette and house and pool bought from Ali Mall's Nova Fontana....) I still have them with me, although some shoes are missing and one of my barbies have a funky neck from all the times I held her by the head.

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Note how the emblem of "Barbie" was different then...
From left: Peaches n' Cream, Magic Glow, the Barbie I Never Had - Barbie Rockers and Magic Moves Barbie

Other than Barbie, my childhood was filled with Care Bears, My Little Pony, Rainbow Brite and Strawberry Shortcake. Among these, I was most enchanted by Rainbow Brite. I had a Rainbow Brite pencil case, T-shirt, bag, pencil, stationery, puzle, dolls and posters. Kung may taong lulong sa drugs, ako sa Rainbow Brite. Ask my cousin. Among all these things, yung doll na lang ang buhay.

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I had a puzzle exactly like this one!!!

Care Bears I did not like too much. Their voices were too breathy (like My Little Pony) and in my mind, Rainbow Brite was real and Care Bears were just imaginary. So everyday, my life revolved around Rainbow Brite and Murky Dismal (kalabang mortal ni Rainbow Brite) and was even thrilled because at that time, I lived in Marikina in a street named Starlite - Rainbow Brite's horse. Free time at Starlite Street was spent watching rented Betamax videos of Rainbow Brite and sometimes Care Bears (I have the sea-green colored stuffed toy whose name I forgot).

And how could I forget those Sanrio characters? Sadly, my favorites Little Twin Stars and My Melody did not become as popular as Hello Kitty. I remember getting an entire collection of trinkets which my Dad bought from Japan on one of his "schooling" trips. I had barrettes, mini pens, clips, a bag and what-not. Oooh, was I the luckiest girl in the world! Trips to Gift Gate were spent ogling their shelves full of knick-knacks from candies to erasers...so much to buy!
And for an 8-year old, thoughts about electric bills and tuition fees were shouldered by Mommy and Daddy and Php 5.00 was a whole lot!

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Sigh... so now that birthday week is coming up, I just might give myself a treat and visit a Gift Gate store or Toyland just to get that 8-year-old thrill I had... almost 20 years ago.

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Tabula Rasa

I was watching Justice League along with my son and there was an episode entitled Tabula Rasa. Tabula what?!? So with the help of google, I ventured to see what this was all about. Access Denied. Oops, this might be a creepy site or tackles something creepy. And what is it with primetime TV being engrossed with Tabula Rasa what with Buffy The Vampire Slayer and Justice League naming one of their episodes after this?

Wikipedia gave this definition: Tabula Rasa (Latin: "scraped tablet", though often translated "blank slate") is the notion that individual human beings are born "blank" (with no built-in mental content), and that their identity is defined entirely by events after birth. Aha. Nothing Creepy. Sensible in fact. So that explains why they say that everything you need to know you learn before you're five years old. Since children are like sponges and absorb the environment, whatever they see and experience is quickly processed by the mind therefore affecting the person's character. Fair enough.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer opted the blank slate angle when they showed an episode where everyone of them woke up with amnesia (ah, the spotless mind, no?). The Justice League, on the other hand, took the more courageous angle of Tabula Rasa: (translated literally means clean slate ) an opportunity to start over without prejudice. Now that is comforting. How many times have we felt trapped and yearned for change that would save us from the feeling of drowning in our mundane lives only to stop because of feelings of inadequacy and fear of the unknown? How many times did we wonder where we could have made THE wrong turn that made us end up in a less-than-fabulous life? Yeah, we need to content ourselves with what we have but then again, where would progress be if we don't dream a little and assess what we can STILL do to improve our lives? No, I'm not complaining. Probably just aiming high. Or aiming for something different.

I remember always saying it might be good to start over. With this Tabula Rasa thing? I think it's possible.

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Daily Dose of The Eighties

Listening right now to "Never You Done That" by General Public, one of the more popular songs during the 80s. K-Lite is currently having a musical treat by having the Eighties Reloaded program everyday (yay!) from 12NN to 1 PM. Yup, judging from my musical taste, I am indeed just a bit past the quarter-life-crisis-stage-of-my-life... and I luv the Eighties!

Now why the musical fixation on this dramatic decade? Well who did not go through the wanna-be stage when all of us were trying to look like Madonna in "Material Girl"? Or who did not sing with Cyndi Lauper when she was signing the National Anthem of femmes, "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun". Not to mention the androgynous Boy George asking us if we really wanna hurt him?





Actually, it is my brother who grew up in the 80s. He was there when teens back then were giddy with excitement attending soirees, wearing espadrilles or topsiders while girls used an entire can of Aquanet to get the mile-high bangs. During the times of Walkman ( the granddad of MP3s) and radio (No CDS yet), I listened to whatever my brother listened to. So this included U2, Oingo Boingo, Depeche Mode and for OPM, there's Identity Crisis and The Dawn (the trailblazer of Pinoy Alternative Rock). I watched them all party like it's 1999 because at that time, '99 was, like, lightyears away.

I guess I chose to stick it with the 80s music(New Wave are the best!) because the songs during my time were soooo pathetic, at least for me. As proof of this, I cannot enumerate any of them because they have been pushed back to the recesses of my mind. Waaaay back.

So there. I love the Eighties, synthesizers and all. An hour of 80s music everyday? Not bad.



Part of Today's PLAYLIST:

"Never You Done That" by General Public
"Stand" by REM
"Raspberry Beret" by Prince
"Love Vigilantes" by New Order

Feature Artist on Double Play : A-HA
"Summer Moved On" and "The Sun Always Shine on TV"


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Walk On The Ocean

To the people at A/X...
Sa mga nag-resign/nalipat ng ibang account: It's been great working with you
Sa mga pa-resign pa lang: Keep in touch ha?
Sa mga andito pa: Let's make the most of it and enjoy ourselves na lang...

Club Noah Isabelle, Palawan

we spotted the ocean
at the head of the trail
where are we going, so far away
and somebody told me
that this is the place
where everything's better,
everything's safe
walk on the ocean
step on the stones
flesh becomes water
wood becomes bone
and half and hour later
we packed up our things
we said we'd send letters
and all those little things
and they knew we were lying
but they smiled just the same
it seemed they'd already
forgotten we'd came
now we're back at the homestead
where the air makes you choke and
people don't know you
and trust is a joke
we don't even have pictures
just memories to hold
that grow sweeter each season
as we slowly grow old

walk on the ocean
toad the wet srpocket

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