Glamorous Rebellion: the middle finger chronicles

the end...

2005-12-31T22:04:00.000+08:00

the end...

i began this blog on the first day of this year and just like everything, this, too has an end.

thus, i come to my last post on blogger, not only for this year but for well, eternity. thanks to all who read or visited this crack. it's been an awesome ride!!!

and i leave you but one message.. DO WATCH

for the last time... kring-kring desu! doumo arigatou gozaimashita!

kurismasu omedetou

2005-12-26T11:03:00.000+08:00

kurismasu omedetou

ok, so this is late but

MERRY CHRISTMAS, BLOGGERS!!!

erm... yuh. yesterday was pretty exciting as our relatives came over and we played some stuff and ate our brains out. i also attended a christening in which i was a ninang to kuya george's son, cedrick.

i'd be gone from 27-29 for the CLP at la salle but it really doesn't matter.

this blog will die in 5 days. WIN.

thesis done at last

2005-12-18T14:23:00.000+08:00

THESIS DONE AT LAST.

HOLY MOTHER WE'RE DONE WITH OUR THESIS!!!

okay, no celebrations yet coz im still in the process of printing it out and like the printer is being shitty. but that's not the point. thing is, ASDFGHJKL WE'RE FINALLY DONE WITH IT!!!

you have no idea how much fangirling and social time i've sacrificed for this thing. not like i gave up my life for it or whatev but i was on hiatus from the net for two weeks or so just to get out act together (coz obviously, 2 weeks ago, we were floating in oblivion).

im not saying, too that our is the best thesis shiat. coz it's not. perhaps we'de even get bashed for this as our panelists are choa and atalia. whoohoo. awesome. not. but im kinda proud to say that it's not crap either.

enough talk, kring. your thesis is done and people won't give a damn about it.

of course.

2005-12-11T18:51:00.000+08:00

on the first day of xmas

it's been a toxic week for me and i say that i can speak for the rest of the batch. thesis to be passed on the 19th, that's why.

but you know what, it's great. everything's great. today, we celebrated our pax romana christmas party at an orphanage somewhere at sta. maria, bulacan. the time we spent with them lasted for only 2 hours but really, it had been not only fun but enlightening for all of us as well.

2 hours. only 2 hours of your time and imagine what joy it would bring the abandoned children! as always, i emceed and prepared the program. there were food and games and performances both from the pax officers and the kids.

the children were so accomodating and sweet, kris seriously cried when we were about to leave. while they were singing the thank you song, i couldn't help but be teary-eyed so i went out and drank my water otherwise i would've broken down and not stopped.

also, i just wanna proclaim to the world that though my dad could be a pain sometimes, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND I THANK GOD FOR GIVING HIM TO US. imagine, it's his rest day today and he drove us all the way to the orphanage and like joined us and even treated the paxies to lunch. so great!!! ^__^

all in all, life may be shitty but as long as you have friends and family who remind you that life's good afterall, you're in good hands, baby.

20 days til the death of this journal.

kring

an update. whoah!

2005-12-05T18:55:00.000+08:00

an update. whoah!

gawd, i haven't updated here in so long, the poor souls who prolly visit this are ~~non-existent~~ thinking "THIS IS DEAD". YOU. GUYS. ARE. RIGHT.

in a way it is but i won't kill this until well, the end of this month. so updates updates updates!!!

i've had my first cosplay experience last UP AME kame ulit fair. wahahaha. it was so fun! i did arashi of x/99 and though i was stressed out the entire time (and didn't enjoy it as much as i should have) i say it was all worth it!!! ^__^v

this television hosting things is definitely working for me. if you wanna go blinderzered, then check out these pix.

i pwn for having hot friends like chris

with sailor mars (and no my bra isn't showing) -_-"

wiz mishi

on the catwalk...

also, thesis is like the killer. my social and fangirling life are dying because of it. i have no current crush, there are no hot guys in the community and PMS shitz like no other. what else do you wanna know?

kring

oh how you suck...

2005-11-16T08:01:00.000+08:00

oh how you suck...

hey blogger, did you miss me? i guess not. well, don't worry 'coz im leaving you in a few weeks. YOU SUCK. worse than blogdrive. hahahahaha. so what have i been up to, ne? hmmm... i'm having the time of my life with LJ, that you have to know. what else, classes have started and pretty much, i have come to accept that this sem would be so fast yet so hard. i can't wait til i fail my tazation and media laws subjects.

win.

furthermore, have i told you i won't be magna cum laude anymore? like for serious this time? yes, IT SUCKS LIKE NO SHIT YET IF I SLASH MY WRIST OVER IT, IT WOULD MAKE ME THE BIGGEST LOSER IN LIFE. SO BOO FOR ME COZ I SEEM TO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO WHINE.

lose.

lovelife is still non-existent but career.. career is doing great. i had my national directorial debut (naks!) last saturday and believe me, it was just *spazz* spazz-worthy. this is it. this is what i wanna do.

spazz.

you suck. i win. i lose. i spazz.

la lang...

2005-11-08T20:17:00.000+08:00

la lang...

i havent updated here in a while. not that im busy just that... ehh. iunno, i dont think i have much to say here anyway. okay, for starters, my life pwnz. like for realz. i know things will be busy and all but are you kidding me?!

ill keep this short coz ive been pms-ing like shat the past 2 days.

my lolo died.

kring

ARK

2005-10-31T14:49:00.000+08:00

ARK

allow me first to say i have a job that rocks. no, really. how many people can have the opportunity to do the things they want, have fun and get paid for it???

last saturday, my kring-kring character was introduced on ARK. champion. i'm not sure how the ratings went ('coz we don't really have the most popular show on philippine tv -_-") but having received a special SMS from my ate is enough already.

furthermore... a text from a viewer was forwarded to me by our producer. it's the exponent. really.

Hell0..,gud am p0h!?! Cn0 p0h b ung ksma ny0ng girl in pink s hall0weenspecial epsode ny0 ystrdy??? Lstweek p b xa jan... Ndi kc me nkan00d lstweek eh,kya ndi q lam...rgulr n b xa jan. infairnes,ang qt ny0,bgay kau... She luks lyk iyaVillana p0h at c chnyang din ng sasygrl!!! Fan nya nrin aq!?! ang qt nyo tlga...tapos,kaw kuya jmie,kmukha m c drewArellano... Pls... sg0t ny0 p0h tnng q... an0h p0h nme nya!?! tnx p0h...

TRANSLATION: Hello! Good morning! Who's that girl in pink you were with in your halloween special episode yesterday??? Has she been there since last week? I wasn't able to watch so I don't know. Is she a regular there already? In fairness, you're cute! You look good together! She looks like Iya Villana and Chun Hyang of My Sassy Girl! I'm already a fan of hers, too! You're really cute! And you, kuya Jmie, you look like Drew Arellano. Please answer my question. What's her name? Thank you!

hahaha! whoever texted this officially rocks my focks!!! btw, iya villana is like a goddess and compared to her, i'm like.. an ogre.

anyhows, these are some of my pics at the WAA event last sat, courtesy of Filcosplay. whee.

*click*

CHORVA
interview

with the cosplayers!!

so there... if this hasn't been enough plugging- ANIME RING KAISHO, SATURDAYS, 3:30-4:30, ABC-5. we have multiply and friendster accounts: animeringkaisho, forum, e-mail, and hotline. yeye. watch.

kring

a new family member

2005-10-27T20:47:00.000+08:00

a new family member

right. so i had met the liu family. who are they, you ask?

you see, my dad's like a bigtime philantrophist (or is that how you call 'em?). he takes in random people and help them out. about a few months ago, he met some man in malaysia with who he had a common friend. so this man, mr. francis liu, has a son whom he wants to take up landscape architecture, a course which is only offered in UP.

long story short. nick, the kid, will be staying here as he prepares for UPCAT. if he passes, he'll be staying here, too, for the next four years. so yey for nick as a new family member! we're now 18 in the house!

i really have no problem with that. believe me, i'm used to having a bajillion people living here. in fact, it'd be kewl 'coz he speaks mandarin, malay, cantonese and a little of english. apparently, he cooks and does a lot of chores, while i and my brother are lazy pigs here. but i mean, it'd be a thousand times better if he was japanese. puhehehehehe.

ok, that was random. i'm pissed. boo.

jdorama in pinas

2005-10-23T19:26:00.000+08:00

jdorama in pinas

for the first time in the history of blogger, i've put an entry twice in a day. and for good reasons.

before i begin, i sincerely hope this will make its way to search engines so people will get to read it. and to start off... I OWN UCHI HIROKI. DEAL WITH IT.

just now, i learned that GMA will be playing gokusen 1 starting the 29th. why am i not excited one bit? i hate being a purist and not that im being selfish but do try to understand me. I WAS ONCE AN F4 FAN AND I KNOW THE POLITiCS IN FANDOMS. SO JUST SHUT UP, BITCH AND READ ON.

my friends from PJ WFL have been freaking out about this for months now and with that said, i leave you with aoi sumeragi's (who perhaps summarized it all) post from the forum.(the stuff in parentheses are mine)

Wahhh and they're dubbing it JAPANOVELAS! WTF is happening to Pinoy TV? It was enough that I saw random Chinese doods (referiing to F4) on cornik wrappers! PERO PATI BA NAMAN ANG AKING MGA IROG NA SAKANG? (BUT EVEN MY BOW-LEGGED BELOVEDS?!?!)

GMA already released a set of teaser ads indicating that they would soon show a couple of doramas. ABS-CBN supposedly acquired airing rights to Hero, S.O.S., and something na hindi matandaan ni Nes (something that Nes couldn't remember), at syempre, makikita natin si Takki sa tsinelas ng bata kung saan orange ang buhok niya at green ang kilay. (and of course, we will already see Takki on kids' slippers with orange hair and green eyebrows)

Whee~! Ang saya~!I can't wait to see Matsujun sa mamon. (whee! so fun! i can't wait to see matsujun on mamon <- sweet, soft bread) At sa t-shirt ng katulong ng kapitbahay namin. (and on our neighbor's maid's t-shirt) At ang Momosu sa teks [as in yung maliliit na karton!] (and momosu on little playing cards)

at syempre maririnig ko ang Lucky Man sa Yes! FM. Grabe! Ang saya talaga. (and of course, i'd finally get to hear lucky man on Yes! FM <- a radio station popular with classes C & D) Tatawag na ako sa mga super stoopid DJs to put in my request kasi NAMEMORIZE KO NA! Syet. (i will now call the super stupid DJs to put in my reques 'coz i've finally memorized it.) This paragraph is dripping with sarcasm.

---

i feel you palo, i feel you.

i don't really care if they'd have more pinoy fans or what. that's not my point. thing is, they'd be just like any other asian stars whom we see on random people's notebooks. i need not explain further coz... well, i don't feel like it. got a problem with that?

"We are devoted to our boys. That's what makes the difference. We did not need local channels to show them to us or to make us fans." -> aoi sumeragi, in behalf of PJ WFL.

read that, bitches?

kring

because pink pwnz

2005-10-23T11:01:00.000+08:00

i'm pissed like hell.

i wasn't able to watch the ARK episode yesteday as we were having a shoot at market! market! and my mom texted me saying how disappointed she was that we practically asked our entire clan to watch the show and i was on for like.. 8 seconds?!??!

WHAT THE HOLY FUCK!??!?!

MY EDITOR TOTALLY BUTCHERED MY SEGMENT!!!! YOU FROG!!!! WAIT TIL WE SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN ON WEDNESDAY!!!

so apologies to whoever watched coz really, editor is a stupid bastard who doesnt understand my script.

on a lighter note,

yesterday was one of the kewlest days of my i-wanna-be-hella-famous life. OMG!!! so i was at market market covering the WITCH hallow-tween party and there were ssssoooo many kawaii kids in costume around!!!!

and i swear to gawd, i've never been called purdy or kawaii in a span of two hours as much as ive been at the event!!! a bunch of girlscouts were following me and kids were waving at me, trying to shake my hand!!!! AND EAT THIS!!! PARENTS WERE ASKING ME IF TEHY COULD HAVE MY PICTURE TAKEN WITH THEIR KIDS!!!!!!!!!

BRILLIANT!!! I FELT LIKE A STAR!!!! immona have a fanclub now comprising of kids aged 2-12 years old.

actually, i think it's the pink hair. and the pink japanese schoolgirl costume. and the pink shades and my endless uttering of kawaii or sugoii!!! PUHAHAHHAHA.

yet again, i win at life. so anime ring kaisho, saturdays at 3:30-4:30pm.

kting

make-up issues

2005-10-20T14:51:00.000+08:00

make-up issues

i am not a big make-up fan. in fact, i can't help but smirk and shake my head whenever i see kids who go to school looking like geishas or rockstars gone wrong. heck, i rarely even used powder (that's why my face is as oily as the bottom of a deep-fryer). however, 'coz of some recent events, i was 'forced' to buy a new set of my own make-up 'coz my mom refuses to let me borrow hers every week.

and it made me wonder.. WHY THE HECK IS MAKE-UP SO EXPENSIVE?!?! ARE THEY MADE OF GOLD??? so yeah, mummy told me to buy ONLY MAX FACTOR PRODUCTS and my jaw almost dropped to the floor when i realized the sum of my purchases. and i will pay for them!!! it's crazy, really. i bought a set, go figure it out.

no offense to ever bilena or care line, but im afraid if i regularly use them, my skin will turn into a reptilian's after a few months. believe me, i've heard of horrow stories.

heysel said if i spend that much on make-up, i ought to spend double on skin care. *touches whiteheads on skin* i guess she's right.

kring

you're beautiful

2005-10-18T23:05:00.000+08:00

you're beautiful

i got my connection back. it's all crack so i dont have yahoo messenger yet. furthermore, since i had this friggin pc reformatted, i got no files here yet. whee. im on drugs. i love life. and i don't know where the heck this is going.

last night, we had our integ ball. it was erm.. my least fave of all the integ balls i've attended. no, really. even the food served was for anorexics. but i'm too tired to be talking about that.

have you guys heard james blunt's song "you're beautiful"???? HOLY MOTHER... I ADORE THAT SONG!!!! okay, if you dunno yet, i live for melancholic, OST-ish songs that talk about unrequited love. yes, dawson's creek ruled my world so deal.

this song reminds me much of one of my favorites, pj olson's "ready for a fall". it's simple, a little passe and emoistic. aahhh... the beauty that is loneliness. from what i heard, it's selling like hotcakes in the asia-pacific region.

i have a feeling this dude will be a one-hit wonder but wtf... "you're beautiful" makes me cry and that's the most important thing. (huh???) i listen to it and wonder what would i do if i were in the shoes of the persona.. i have been in love and at the end it's always

"But it's time to face the truth, I will never be with you."

*here's the complete lyrics courtesy of fatlyrics.com

My life is brilliant.

My love is pure.

I saw an angel.

Of that I'm sure.

She smiled at me on the subway.

She was with another man.

But I won't lose no sleep on that,

'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.

You're beautiful, it's true.

I saw you face in a crowded place,

And I don't know what to do,

'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,

As we walked on by.

She could see from my face that I was,

Fucking high,

And I don't think that I'll see her again,

But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.

You're beautiful, it's true.

I saw you face in a crowded place,

And I don't know what to do,

'Cause I'll never be with you. You're beautiful.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful, it's true.

There must be an angel with a smile on her face,

When she thought up that I should be with you.

But it's time to face the truth,

I will never be with you.

back

2005-10-14T20:41:00.000+08:00

THE RED STAR IS EFFING BACK

and i got a lot of things to tell you...

first up, i missed blogging. a lot. yes i did. or do i sound like i'm bluffing? furthermore, i think it rocks that the sem's over. the past month has been hella hazy for me. everything went by so fast, i'm not even sure i'm a girl still.

if i remember correctly, i closed my blogdrive account right after the sem ended. october 8 to be exact. i got burnt out, tired. but now, i'm not closing this down. i want so badly to write a lot of things here.

first up, we lost the IMC-quest. whatev. moving on.

i don't think i've mentioned it here but i'm now pseudo-working. yes, for a j-culture show on SBC-5. i initially was supposed to just be a writer... then a segment producer... and now IM FRIGGING HOSTING!!!! whoohoo!!!, ok, not to take the place of jmie, immona be a field jock something something. i'll tell you more about it when it's already airing on tv but for now, just share with my excitement.

i think it rocks. like bigtime. TF isn't big but who cares?!?! i love the idea and i'd even get to go to conventions and shat for free. i win at life!!!

so i'll update you with what's going on with my weirld world but for now, let me leave you with a pic taken of me for photography class. i do hope this won't garner me more stalkers 'coz quite honestly, i don't find it cool. and just so you know, I HAVE NO FRIENDSTER ACCOUNT. WHAT IN THE HOLY FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?!?!?

(i got about 100 more photos but i don't feel like u/l-ing them yet.)

wala

2005-10-03T07:44:00.000+08:00

ON HIATUS UNTIL THE END OF THIS SEM.

please bear with me and my workaholism (not to mention my homicidal professors.)

another FX story

2005-09-24T20:21:00.000+08:00

right. so my activities are an ass and i don't even know why i'm updating. but shit, something really funny happened just an hour ago.

so i was on my way home trying to "para" an FX (and if you're from the area, you'd know it's a bitch to get rides at 7pm). fortunately for me though, at the noval/espena intersection, there was an FX awaiting and stopped just in front of me. so yey for the seat in front!!

so blah blah.. long way home.. the guy seated beside me knows the driver and they're talking and stuff. i, on the other hand.. was thinking about random stuff like tego's mamocolossal penis and frank's singing title (CANTATERO).

so i sorta fell asleep. and my head kinda rested on the guy's shoulder. whoah! i woke up and apologized. he was like "nah.. it's kewl.. rest here of you like". of course i dont like. he wasnt creepy of anything. just that.. eehh.. i dont like.

and so i tried to keep myself awake and when we're at the fairview area already, he began chatting me up.

guy: so where do you study?

me: uh.. ust.

guy: what course?

me: *smirk* C.A.

at this time, i already had a hunch where it was going. i just knew someone was staring at me while i was sleeping. *shakes head*

guy: aahhh.. what year?

me: graduating.

apparently, he's a graduating nursing student from a school at u-belt. in fairnes, he wasn't bad looking. not at all. kinda cute even. but im no slut.

*insert random chit-chats here*

guy: so uhm.. can i get your number?

me: *sweatdrop* uuuhhh.. *smiles* *twitch* err.... can i just get your number instead?

guy: why? what's wrong?

me: well.. uhmm..

for one, i was taught as a kid to not talk to strangers. two, it's just not my style to give my phone number to anyone who'd ask for it, especially if he has just seated beside me for a mere 1 hour.

me: ill just get your number instead, ok? (i took out my pen and paper coz my phone batt's dead)

guy: mmaaawww.. i know you won't text me. i just know. but why won't you want to give your number?

dfkejlskldjryeidmcnk!!!!!! BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO, DEMMET!!!!!

me: 'coz well... erm... i'll get yours na lang.

so he gave his and i rolled my eyes. and then he was like

guy: so where do you live?

me: @____@ uhm.. around the area.

guy: oh c'mon! it's not like immona go to your house.

me: well, it's true! i live around here.

guy: then why are you dropping by sm fvw? you're gonna meet someone, im sure.

me: *gigantic sweatdrop but was kinda laughing coz it's really funny* no, immona take the jeep from there..

*insert random chit-chat*

when we got to sm...

guy: so miss, are you dropping by the mall?

me: erm.. not really.

guy: coz if you are, can you buy me a rose. a long stemmedone .. for you... *smiles*

me: *swallowed by the pavement* *blink blink* *feigned smile*

peeps, seriously. never do that. it's like.. wrong. turns even the most postmodern girl off. mahgawd!!! and oh, am i that purdy to get FX guys to ask where i live? *cringes*

kring

matsujun vs. jerry yan

2005-09-19T23:35:00.000+08:00

ALLOW ME TO SAY THIS COZ I OWN THIS BLOG:

JERRY YAN, EAT SHIT!!! MATSUJUN HAS CLAIMED YOUR LIFE!!!

ok, what caused this sudden outburst of mine, you may ask... well, hear this F4 fans.

THERE'LL BE A LIVE ACTION JAPANESE VERSION OF HANA YORI DANGO. AND MATSUMOTO JUN WILL PLAY DOMYOUJI TSUKASA (i refuse to say dao ming si)!!! ok, i don't want to sound like a hypocrite here. not coz im not an F4 fan anymore does it give me the right to bash them. i actually can. but i won't.

so yeah, i've been thinking actually when this will be made coz mangas belong to them sushi people (no offense meant). not to the taiwanese, not to the koreans. IMHO, that is... and i think it'd be interesting to hear it in nihonggo.

now, I ADORE METEOR GARDEN, please be reminded of that. my first fanfics were of MG. i cried in every single effing episode and i owned the fandom. however, iunno... for some reason, im just really excited about this.

so inoue mao will play makino tsukushi aka san cai, matsuda shota will play nishikado shujiro aka xime, abe tsuyoshi will play mimasaka akira aka mei zuo and what the holy fuck... some shun oguri kid will be hanazawa rui. this is him...

now i just hope he'd do the role justice or i'll personally got to japan to ~~screw hiroki~~ hurt him. aaahhh!! im not really a matsujun shipper but im getting all fangirly now!!! otsuka ai will sign the theme song..

no matter what, im watching this. and preasseee... noh palt 2.

kring

sassy girl i am.

2005-09-16T21:29:00.000+08:00

what? you're still reading this blog? really? wow. you must have indeed a lot of time in your hands.

anyway, i've mentioned more than once that i'm getting bored of this. but not really. i still like to write random entries about life's bullshit just that i hear no feedbacks about 'em. and as you know, i'm a person whose ego needs to be constantly fed.

so... i won't be writing here about my life anymore. i'm totally changing the idea for this blog. from now on, this would be my mini bitchy/love-y column. right. a review of things that i find awesome or sucky. nothing about me. oh well, maybe once in a while...

speaking of me, i think it's whacked how some visually impaired classmates of mine say i resemble the girl from my sassy girl chun hyang!!! now i don't actually watch any of those novelas but i must say i was really excited to hear that. finally they've noticed my sassy girl-ness. wtf? *pics to follow next time* now it's time to work on my aya ueto look.

on the other note, i just wanna say that livejournal rocks more than blogger. ahaha. sorry but it's true. and oh, WHAT THE HOLY FUCK can you believe ONLY YOU CAN HEAR, yes that dear story of mine which was plagiarized now has a thai version?!?! ANATOMICALLY WICKED!!! a girl asked for permission if she can translate it and i allowed her, of course.

my next step in my quest to dominate the world. whoohoo!! click here (it's somehwere around there)

that's basically it. nothing to fuss about. i'm dead busy, i need dsl and money, manny pacqiuao rocked the world and i think people should stop remaking songs. -_-"

kring

ramblings of obsession

2005-09-10T21:54:00.000+08:00

i hope i'm not yet late for this and even if i am, who the hell cares. this is my journal.

UCHI HIROKI, it's your fracking bday today so you deserve ~~some hot, steamy sex with ryo~~ a hug from me. well, you deserve that every single day of your existence coz you're one of my reasons for living. i dun want to say so many things. i wrote you a sorta kinda poem coz i had my fix of dope. but whoever will call this "poetry" has some serious issues.

U-nder the grey, starry sky i chant

C-hu bebeh ahlabyu, you're all i want

H-otness, perfection and beauty personified

I-f you will ever be mine, only fate can decide

H-old my heart, i worship your splendor

I-nside and out, your every inch i adore

R-escue me from madness, my beloved bishonen

O-nly with uchi, so badly i've fallen

K-neeling before you, i proclaim my affection

I-f only you can make real this fangirl's delusions...

bow.

im just terribly busy with school now but immona have more of these "ramblings of obsession". i love this!!! anyway, too keep this post uchi-centric, immona shut up now.

kring

bleh

2005-09-04T13:50:00.000+08:00

things have been pretty boring around here. no, really. like i can die of boredom anytime soon. if not for my chu bebeh and other jyannis lovers, i would've been dead by now already.

im already going to school tomorrow and i dont like it. iunno, i haven't hadmuch life lately andi think i've been a lil too fond of my computer. currently, though, im not home. i'm at the computer shop beside our house, dl-ing random vids and songs.

just thought id update here.

bleh.

kring

kringoscope

2005-08-29T15:38:00.000+08:00

i know many manilenos here are addicted to libre's horoscopes and that includes me. so i thought, "hey, why not make a living outta astrology!?" thus, i present to you, my zero readers...

MADAM PULANG TALA'S WEEKLY KRINGOSCOPE

(i made it into jpeg format so random plagiarists will have a harder time stealing it.)

i fucking made that in hours!!! i hope you enjoyed it..

kring

august 26

2005-08-26T23:54:00.000+08:00

i made it. it's still august 26. i forgot to include this in my previous post but this is totally unrelated anyway.

august 26.

5 years ago, i had my heart first broken when i confessed my love to someone so saw me merely as a friend. worse, my friendship with him slowly crumbled into pieces of tears and nothingness. i heard he's now doing well and is happy. i am happy for him.

a year ago, i met a person who made me realize life was not so bad afterall. i loved him. he never knew that. worse, i dunno of he's still alive now or if he even existed at all.

seems like august 26 would be a very special day for me.

kring

i ate shit

2005-08-26T19:38:00.000+08:00

so yeah.. the girl who took my story apologized.

"Apology to redstar for having a story that was similiar to yours. Hope this clarify things for you. -peace out-"

sincere? you judge. i'm not in a good mood.

anyway, results came out and guess what i have...

Typhoid fever is an illness caused by the bacterium Salmonella typhi. Very common worldwide, it is transmitted by food or water contaminated with faeces from an infected person. (WTF?!?!?! FAECES FROM A PERSON!?!?! I HAD JUST LITERALLY EATEN SHIT?!?!) After infection, symptoms include a high fever from 103° to 104°F (39° to 40°C) that rises slowly , slow pulse rate (bradycardia), weakness, headaches, lack of appetite, severe diarrhea (WOW. NINE DAYS.), stomach pains, and a rash of flat, rose-colored spots called the rose spots (I HAD NONE OF THESE, THANKFULLY.) Extreme symptoms such as intestinal perforation or haemorrhage (AND THIS, TOO), delusions, and confusion also are possible (I KNEW MY OBSESSION OVER THOSE TOTALLY BAKA JAPANESE GUYS WAS CAUSED BY TYPHEEE).

wwwhhheee!!! i don't think it's the most flattering of diseases but who the eff cares?!?! i have a weekend off. i swear i asked god for a break/rest.

he did answer my prayers, afterall.

no one reads this cracking blog. might as well close it down. *shrugs*

kring

amoebiais

2005-08-25T21:08:00.000+08:00

nine days.

for the past nine days i've been shitting like hell. it's not funny, actually. gross but definitely not funny. i think i may either have ameobiasis or ecolli. both of which are fatal. i have to see a doctor badly.

i've been having a great time with LJ. i mean, i don't get as much fun here on blogger as i do on LK or as i did on bdrive.

i miss ate dina. i had a short chat wif her tonight and it's refreshing..

i need to poop.

ciao!

kring

because plagiarism is the next suicide

2005-08-20T20:36:00.000+08:00

just when you thought you got everything figured out, you find out that someone just stole a piece of your soul. yes, i'm being THE drama queen again but this is my blog so slash your wrist.

when you write or create something, you put your heart in it, even tears. heck, i put a lot of tears in my stories. i am not the best writer. according to karen, i'm not even a GOOD writer. so why would someone in her fucking right mind steal my work?? WHY?!?!?!

i still have remaining decency left not to bash her in her blog and shit. i din't flame her with my comments either. that doesn't mean i ain't remotely pissed though. I AM. HARDCORELY. have you any idea how special Only You Can Hear is for me? it isn't the greatest gay fanfiction in the world but that story led to my catharsis and a lost love.

for that, i've decided to stop posting anymore stories online except for occasional one-shots, songfics and comedies. i'm quitting. it's not worth it. blame the thief.

this also goes out to heyel, whose poetry title (and one very very very dear to her at that) has been bastardly used for some fucking adver campaign. without her permission.

kring

mid-life crisis

2005-08-16T12:21:00.000+08:00

as i was reviewing my lessons for the exams, a thought came upon me: i don't hear any lizard sounds around anymore. when i was a kid, a moment of silence would often be broken by that lizard "tuk tuk tuk" sound. it was so common then that i didn't really think about it. but now, i believe the house lizards have become extinct. along with the beautiful fireflies, which, just 12 years ago, freely lingered at the open, meadow-ish space in front of our street before it was turned into a gas station.

i think it's ridiculous how modernization can rob us of our childhood and the memories that come with it. life was so simple then. i didn't have work to think about, no fuckers to piss me off and no zits to pop.

my prof once told me that you need not be toddler or a gradeschooler to be a kid. you just have to think of yourself as one. but then i ponder upon it and realize that there are still many things you can't do now that you are "old".

i don't think my parents will like me taking a bath outside, with my 'batya' and 'tabo', NEKKID. no sir, not possible.

my raltives won't find me adorable anymore (maybe retraded but not adorable) if i do my hulk hogan impersonations on the table, wearing my leotards on reunions.

what excuse would i give for eating dirt and random leaves as i play 'bahay-bahayan'?

see? it's just not the same. heysel said i'm only 20 and already having mid-life crisis.

she could be right.

magna cum nothing

2005-08-12T16:38:00.000+08:00

here's the deal. before you judge me as a grade-conscious geek, lemme clarify first that these all arise from the perfectionist and competitive side of me.

i most prolly won't graduate magna cum laude.

cum laude maybe, but magna?? nah ah.

ckufing tish. apparently, to be magna is to get an avarage grade of 1.45...

mine so far, is 1.53. for me to reach 1.45, i'd have to get 1.20 + or so for both sems which is more impossible than for madame auring to give birth to twins.

i dunno if i should be gladened by the news 'coz so much pressure would be lifted off of me but asdfghjkl!!! for crying out loud, all the while since i was a naive freshman, i've always targetted for that 1.5 effing grade!!! and now, what???

i'm giving, people. there's no way in hell immona get a 1.45. immona just be a pedicurist. psssh.

kring

ps: i got myself an LJ account! whee!

i do have an angel??

2005-08-09T12:54:00.000+08:00

i'm not much of an angel aficionado. i don't go collecting angelic figurines or random angel clips, angel magnets, angel spoons, angel diswashers, angel vegetable oil, angel tampons (believe me, i know of some people who do. well, maybe not the tampon)...

but once in a while, it's nice to talk about your guardian angel. i learned about mine through a book my mom bought.

LEUVIAH

third angel of the thrones (chracteristics of this family: interlligence and understanding, intellect and thoughts, strichtness); for persons born june 22-26

leauviah governs memory and interlligence. he wants his protege's to be pleasant and lively, to be simple in their behaviors and in their words. [ nani? simple? im far from simple!] he will help them to face problems with quiet strength and patience, instead of negative or destructive reactions. they will be balanced, pleasesant, and unpretentious. [i just don't get pretentious people]

besides their intelligence and good memory, they have a lot of imagination. they can be very creative in artistic fienlds, or in materializing any ideas that they have. [ahem] they are very perceptive, and have the skills and the good judgment to know how to turn the right idea into reality. imaginative and skillful, they have all the qualities to be successful and happy. [this so rocks!!!] magnetic and enchanting, they can also be very romantic!

i dunno if you believe it by i do and well, it's not exactly far from reality.

scream "kring, marry meee!" if you wanna know who your guardian angel is... ^_^

kring

the nishikido files

2005-08-07T22:55:00.000+08:00

puhahaha.

i got inspired to write a fic. deym. i hope to finish this one coz im quite notorious for starting things and just leaving them when i get tired.

so yeah. i can't say if this will be but a one-shot or a multi-chaptered fic. ryo rocks my focks so...

it's a comedy about being in the johnny's jimousho seen through the eyes and said through the foul mouth of uchi's lover. i bet my penny-less wallet i won't get to finish this. i just have a feeling.

kring

ps: just say if you wanna read it. i'll email you the link.

faux golden

2005-08-06T01:32:00.000+08:00

ren-chan, i know you'd kill me if you find out that i altered your work and even changed the title... but i love you and this is for you. actually, it is for ryo and uchi and im just busy i can't think of an entry to type down so im giving this space for yah... *winks* *hugs*

disclaimer: i own the ryochi couple. so sue me.

steal or take without my permission and roches will breed in your noses and ears . seriously. im not kidding. try me.

Faux Golden

Nishikido adores Uchi but is going out with a model just to feed his ego. These are his clandestine thoughts.

There’s nothing quite like being lost in your own element. Like a fish startling, jumping out of the water and onto the warmth of the sun on the ground. At one point or the other, you start to die, whether it’s the second you jump, the moment that you hit the ground, or the turn of the head that takes you face to face with that which shocks you most. Most of the time it’s your own face, on the coruscated wall of somebody else’s eyes. Coruscated, I would think, if the person does not like you. Gleaming nacre if it’s the one you love. Nobody ever realizes that different colors like war paint on your face are more frightening than one pockmarked and rough.

I wish you’d love me a little less, Hiroki. Then leaning over her wouldn’t seem like a sin, and each time I kneel in front of her wouldn’t seem like a penance that I have to go through. Your hair is faux golden, her hair is faux golden. You are beautiful, she is beautiful. You are a man, she is a woman. There is no difference between the two of you after all. Just that she is softer, while you are more pliant. Just that she has more caves I can explore, but you, you take my hand and explore with me. Just that you love me and she never will.

I’ve always thought it would be the other way around. You would come at night, come and come and come and then go. But you never did leave. You never stopped coming back here to my apartment. You never did stop telling me that you loved me. I suppose that your love for me was the love that I’ve always dreamed of having. But men are such weak creatures and can never be content. I want your love and I want her.

Please don’t think that it’s because you’re a man. Far from it. I loved you first because you are a man. I remember you telling me after you had stepped out of the shower the first time I ever came to your own pad, you do not like toweling off. You liked the water to dry on your skin. The coolness of water turning into the salty sting of sweat. You told me that you felt like a river that finally reached the ocean.

I love you. I do not want to want her anymore. I wish that I could stay my feet and just lie beside you at night. I wish that I could stop myself from going to her and going down on my knees kissing her secret places, the scratch of darker hair on my face like a murmured prayer. I will one of these days. Perhaps on the night when you finally turn to me, grabbing my arm just as I step out of bed to go to her. Perhaps on the night when you finally turn to me, showing me tears that I only find on pillows already drying in the heat of the morning sun.

###

crap. that was lovely.

kring

cop and carlo aquino

2005-07-31T20:24:00.000+08:00

ha! finally! a new layout! this one's a month overdued..

i really liked my old skin but i was getting tired of it. so i looked this one up and charan!!! whoohoo!!! i'm just having problems with the archiving though.. shoot.

it's refreshing to have chatted on msn again. *waves at yuki and tim* i havent been OL a lot. crap. but not really coz that only goes to prove I HAVE A LIFE.

as for the gun and all, well, i've always wanted to handle guns. i wanna be an assassin. or a cop.

have i mentioned i LOVE carlo aquino? i once told myself (back in the days when the spice girls were still popular) that immona marry that kid someday. currently, my nephew, justin is watching pahina reruns on the knowledge channel. oh how i loved him in that series. afufufu... he's such a great actor! I WILL DO A MOVIE WITH HIM IN THE FUTURE.

i dunno how but if mr. aquino will happen to stumble upon this humble yet hot blog of mine, please leave me a message.

kring

gone

2005-07-29T09:18:00.000+08:00

my captured files are gone.
the docu i've been working on for the past three days is now history.
i dunno if i shall cry or just laugh my ass off.
this is too... absurd yet funny.

...

...

...

kring

why do fireflies die so soon?

2005-07-24T22:05:00.000+08:00

i still am weeping. not crying, not tears running down my cheeks... i truly am sobbing as i type this down.

answer me, someone! why do fireflies die so soon?

i had just finished watching grave of the fireflies. as in less than 3 minutes ago. i am not much a fan of war movies but by far, this is one of the best war stories i've ever heard. if you have not seen it yet, then i really do suggest you go to the nearest anime store or look for it on ebay because this animated motion picture will change your life.

knowing the synopsis is never enough. you have to experience it first hand.

sure, the animation isn't as cutting edge as the ones you see now but it was made when i was still three years old!!! i do not even know where to begin.

the story starts with death and ends where life is supposed to unfold. seita and setsuko were orphaned in the war and had to struggle to get by every single day. they drew their strength from each other and kept one another joyful despite the poverty and gloom that surround them.

it makes me feel bad thinking how the rice we so take for granted could've saved their lives. all setsuko wanted were fruit drops and maybe some ice cream.. and she died not even finishing her watermelon.

this film depresses me yet it taught me so much lessons. i wonder, if i were in seita's position, would i have fought that hard for my sister (or brother for that matter)? would i have stolen or eaten trash just so we could survive? and his sister's innocence and vigor is unbelievable!!!

i see this movie as the makers' way of telling japan's saide of the story. as if they're saying "hey, you weren't just the ones who suffered. our people had to go through hell too!" to this day, i still do not get the idea of war.

more than anything else, this story is a story of faith and hope. *my eyes are burning. my tear ducts are dry* amidst the destruction and forlorn, one will see how unconditonal love can make us forget or even just ignore the harshness of life and see how beautiful the world is.

there are still so many things i want to say but telling them won't justify the greatness of this movie. i want to go out and maybe catch some fireflies. they, to me, are one of the most enchanting creatures. but i haven't seen a firefly around here for about 10 years now. the fields have been replaced by pavements, the trees were cut down to make room for new establishments.

or maybe all the fireflies are dead now. i hope not. i refuse to dig a shallow grave for them just yet. i knwo they're just around... the fireflies are just around.

animation: brilliant!

musical score: superb!

rate: 9.8/10

really. this is even better than many of the live action dramas you'll prolly get to watch.

kring

erik matti is kewl

2005-07-20T08:47:00.000+08:00

so i was pissed on my last post and i still am. *glares* still on slash-wrist mode coz of uchi.

but for now, i'll share with you something precious to me. you see, i attended a two-day film congress at ccp for cinemalaya. of course, there were film-makers and shat and since i'm an aspiring *ahem* film-maker myself (don't go raising your eyebrows now. i'm not saying i'm good. -___- ), i didn't let the opportunity pass.

so...

yuh, those are sigs of the people i got to talk with. hehehe. erik matti is wwwaaayyy kewl, man. and i got to hug cris pablo. now who wants my autograph??

*more on this next time. i've to go to school for now.*

kring

burn bitch, burn!!!

2005-07-18T07:30:00.000+08:00

things started pretty fine with me yesterday. in fact, my whole family even got to watch my stint on gameplan, which btw, was hella embarrassing (i never thought i'd say this). oh, before i go to my pissed mode, wacthing myself on tv that way had just been a reassurance that im far from being normal.

now, the fucked up part.

since i had my time to rest and go online, i learned that abscbn and gma are releasing jdoramas. asdfghjkl!! i know i shouldn't be such a purist and go ballistic about it but what the fuck? that's like... ridiculous!!! but i knew it would end up that way so hell with them. still, if you'd read this and will be a future fan, just know that in the philippines, kring owns uchi hiroki and death to you if you'll fangurl or touch him.

speaking of uchi-pon, he was caught drinking and making a commotion at some stupid place, thus, was suspended indefinitely from media appearnces, including his drama with ryo-chan "gambatte ikimashou". NEWS and KJ8 performances were also affected. pohtangena!!! i tell you, i just locked myself in the cr and cried after i read the friggin' news... i was so down last night but got no one to talk with. such misery.

add to that the fact that this girl who just gets into my nerves, i found out, is now into johnny's and shit. im like... "burn, bitch, burn!!!" when will i ever run away from you, random assholes!!!

so this post is fulla hatin' but i'm mad so shoot me.

kring

ps: yuki, if youd get to read this, hope you'd tag or sum'in. ahmishu!!

annoyingly kawaii

2005-07-12T06:25:00.000+08:00

crap. so when was the last time i actually posted?? sorry folks, ive been busy. but i'd expound on it no more coz you prolly all know that already. so last week (specifically last thrusday), i had a stint as a gamplan talent. it's one of the funnest shoots i've had. first, coz it's gameplan and ramil's the producer. 2nd, coz ramon bautista's hella funny even when he's not trying to be one. and third, coz at the back of my mind i was going "oh yeah!! national tv!! national tv!!"

basically, my character was this annoyingly perky japanese schoolgirl with a ridiculous filipino accent. man, was i annoying!!! i was actually covering my eyes while watching the playback and kept saying that if i were to see a real girl like that, i'd most prolly smash her face to bits.

annie-chan &ramon bautista

i din't get any TF's for it but i wont exchange no TF's for that amazing experience. and of course, as my sir nicky says, money will come sooner or later but opportunities come knocking on your door but once.

i dunno how the segment will turn out. but i sure am excited!! so to all of you..

WATCH GAMEPLAN THIS JULY 17, 2005, SUNDAY. 1:30PM.STUDIO 23. it's also available on the filipino channel, i believe.

peace!

kring

of gloriagate and pong pagong

2005-07-06T08:33:00.000+08:00

first up. i should be changing my skin for this month but i barely have the time to change my undies... how do you think that would be possible?

anyhows, it's the first week of july. it's been raining cats and mice which caused our shoot yesterday to be cancelled. since i didn't have classes anyway, i stayed home the whole day and i was able to take my much needed rest. deym!! the congress is still grilling paguia over those damned wire-tapped tapes.

i believe i havent made any entries yet that are political in nature.. but there's always a first time. so yuh, hear the narcissistic bitch's humble take on the whole issue. and sue me not.

- i am no gloria fan nor am i an opposition supporter. (i'd rather burn in hell) i voted for roco and am not remotely regretful of my actions.

- i ain't claiming that the tapes are fake or true. for crying out loud, pgma has even admitted to talking with garci already!!! it's rather weird though how paguia keeps on saying the source will be revealed "at the proper time"

- speaking of which, how can anyone actually have faith in that paguia guy. what? he doesn't have any political motivations for doing this? c'mon, man!!! you were erap's lawyer, bitter against the supreme court and gloria's presidency, suspended from practicing your profession. oh yes, you really are not affiliated with the opposition and i am natalie portman. -__-"

- truth, truth, truth. that's what he apparently wants to come out. the heck, he stalling the revelation of the sources so people would come out to the streets and have rallies and shit. and when all hell has broken lose, that's when he'll reveal the identity of the source --- pong pagong.

- what susan roces said at the presscon only went to prove how sourgrape she is.

- i believe gloria cheated. yes, i do. and so did everybody else. if not last 2004 elections, at least at some point of their careers. a classic example of mudslinging when their faces are smoldered with crap.

- gawd, people. i'm tried with all these. im sure the entire nation would agree with me. edsa 1 and edsa 2 have passed but did we see any changes or development for that matter? none. we're still pulling each other down. this is politically driven. they want gloria to resign not for the "bayan" but so they could take over malacanang. i just cringe at the thought.

can anyone remind me again why i'm doing a documentray that justifies the filipino diaspora? shouldn't this be enoungh reason already?

kring

ps: i change my undies everyday.

hello, garci??

2005-06-30T20:54:00.000+08:00

our country is yet again struck with a crisis. yeah yeah.. rallies all over. im getting tired of it, really. so what is it about now?? the jueteng and the garci tapes. speaking of which, i was with garci today. seriously. i didn't know garci's that hot. of course, she's a viva hot babe, gwen garci.

i was asked to be a talent for the show wow maling mali. we had a shoot this afternoon in front of the sandiganbayan where i posed to be a journalist, interviewing people about their opinions on the garci tapes. of course, they started giving me political answers until i told them that they would meet garci. gwen would then go out of the car and start promoting their kikay cd.

gawd!!! it was really a blast!!! though i was late for sir nicky's class, i couldn't care less. heck, i would even do it for free (yes, i coz i got a TF). so if you're reading this, please do watch the ep on saturday at 9pm, abc5 coz i prolly wnt be able to. i hope this will be a start of a great career of mine in showbiz. hahahaha!!!

oh well.. *pics to follow later*

kring

nevermind

2005-06-30T09:05:00.000+08:00

ok, i got like what, 15 minutes to be online?? so this will be but a quick rundown of what has happened to me this week.

busy. ive been very busy with preparations for the AB mass yesterday as i am a pax romana officer. what is it exactly? it's a religious org in our univ which has units in all colleges. we take care of the masses and daily prayers, pilgrimages and such. don't give me that look. -__- yes, together with 90% of the philippine population, you too are asking "HUH?! wtf are you doing in that org?? don't you burn inside a church??" *middle finger*

ok, my arms are hurting as i was the "crazy cam" person for frank's live music jam yesterday. it was a great show, he said.. i just smirked. recruitment week for our univ so do join pax, tomasinotaku and tomcat. hhhmm.. what else? ah! i have a taping otday! do watch out for further details as what it's for.

my phone got reformatted a week ago. lost all my files.. afufufu.. and contacts. chufefefe. so if you know my number, please do text me and tell who you are coz chnaces are, your got erased too. thank you. i dore my friends *hugs*

this was so random.

kring

im not shortie but it's my birthday

2005-06-24T10:57:00.000+08:00

exactly 20 years ago, my mom gave birth to a tiny, kawaii, not-really-bouncin'-more-like-cartwheelin' babygirl. and that happens to be me. yes, mister sister, it's my effin' birthday. *please refer to 1st june post for wishlist*.

i can hardly believe i'm out of the "teen" years already. it maybe a wake up call that i should at least try to grow up. but maturity, as we all know has nothing to do with age. my being 20 shall never prevent me from playing chinese garter or fighting with my brother over who gets the bigger chicken thigh.

deal is, people start expecting things from you. like yesterday, my friend, selda, was moping and self-pitying because apparently, my bday is a reminder that we're growing old and still with no boyfriends nor first kisses. wtf? -__-

quite honestly, ive come to accept that i wont be in a realtionship til after i graduate. i don't appeal to guys, period. but who needs men when you've got tons and tons of friends who remain loyal to you no matter how PMS-ish you can get? gawd, i love them!!!

ren-chan once said "you know, for someone who labels herself a bitch, it's a wonder why many people like you." to tell you the truth, even i am amazed. and thankful, of course. so if you're reading this and you're a friend, please know that i treasure you so much. (B2, i miss you.)

...back to me.

my phone, i think has virus. so wrong timing!! aish!! also, i've given up my position as an admin of heaven to tintin and being the star that i am, gave myself a new title: the SHE-DEVIL. i want the orange and lemons cd as well as dsl connection.

it's my birthday and life is a chocolate and marshmallow-coated banana.

kring

i kissed a rockstar. READ ON!!!

2005-06-19T19:04:00.000+08:00

im so excited to write down this entry. i wasn't home the past three days and asdfghjkl things had been just tirin' and bangin'. but before i begin, lemme just say that selda and ren-chan LOVE MY HAIR (for some insane reason coz apparently, it makes me look korean). add to that my supposed *weight-loss* and my new shoes which people seem to dig.

anyway, friday night, i slept at mishi's house coz we had a 4am calltime at AQA. we were part of an event in fontana along with a hundred other people and.. and.. i dun even know where to begin.

i was a bus marshall and thankfully, the poeple i had to take care of going to the venue were very warm and obedient. ahem. upon reaching the destination and sending them off to their respective villas, i then proceeded to the registration area and that's where the craziness intertwined with boredom began.

but since it's boring, why talk about that, ne? kids want action. and that came when production began about 8pm. there was a concert kinda thang and bands performed (heck, A LOT of bands performed). name it, they got it: ska, rnb, reggae, pop, acoustic... the highlight of course was parokya ni edgar and OMFG!! buwi is effing hot!! shit!! i would've fangirled him to death if not for the building hotness i felt within as i stared at him!*erase impure thoughts*

i couldn't let the night pass. i just had to do it. while everyone ran to get the band members' autographs, i waited for the right moment. buwi went out of the tent last and this was the scenario.

*kring approaches buwi*

*buwi smiles, perhaps anticipating that she'd ask for his autograph*

kring: hi! can i give you a kiss? <- i'm really forward, ain't i?

*buwi is surprised, grins and offers his cheek*

kring: um, no. sa lips. <-and have lost my sense of inhibitions

*buwi sorta laughs, pouts his lips, they kiss and live happily ever after*

ok, maybe not the happily ever after part but everything really happened. mishi could've caught it oncam if she wasn't baka -_-" aish! some peeps saw it and were really shocked. why won't they be? hehehe.. anyways, that was really really really hot. i kissed an effing rockstar. i've always known i was a groupie.

random: humpffrey is such a cutie but is the epitome of a good, obedient christian boy. i feel so corrupted talking to him, considering he's like.. an oppa. but i like the guy, so what? and PJ, the other kid... he's flamin'. he is. and they look adorable together. awwww.

we wrapped up by 5am and i woke up at 7 to shower coz man, i din even brush my teeth due to utter haggardness *also, to preserve buwi's essence*. we went back to fontana at 10 to take care of our respective buses and i got to ust by 3. i maybe zombire tired/sleepy andwas
absent for 2 classes but iz all good *pics to follow soon. hopefully*. oh well, life is watermelon.

kring

ps: HAPPY FATHERS' DAY, DAD!! LOVE YOU!!

1st day

2005-06-16T10:40:00.000+08:00

classes began yesterday. everyone seems to be so at ease with each other already that we weren't THAT excited anymore. back in the old days (my age is showing, huh..) school openings were but gigglefests and catching up seasons. now, it's as if we didn't even have summer vacation.

i've been with these kids for the past 3 years. block section. go figure. plus, over the break, we often saw each other anyway.

i'm so excited for this schoolyear, not only 'coz this will be my last but also coz i know immona enjoy the subjects and activities. oh well..

8 days to go before... someone's birthday. *looks around*

kring

uchi hiroki

2005-06-12T11:26:00.000+08:00

uchi hiroki. yes, this entry is dedicated solely for him. i will perhaps mention his name over and over with the hope that this post will make it in search engines. so uchi hiroki uchi hiroki uchi hiroki.

if you're not up for bubblegum fan-girling, i suggest you leave now. and before i forget, i have already claimed him mine, thank you very much. (hands off, swf's and random boinkers!!!)

epitome of loveliness

it really is a wonder to me why there's not enough english sites of him on the net. somehow, it's good though coz at least, i know i dont have much rivals (unlike with jin or zz). now, how did this kid exactly capture the kring's heart. it all began when i saw a pic of him and ryo together. yes, the one where ryo's hand was on his thigh *faints*. that did it. over the next days, as i "researched" about him more, he grew on me and before i realized it, i was already hooked.

uchi hiroki is one of the most beautiful persons i've ever laid eyes on. (okay, so i havent met him face to face yet but soon, i will) bishonens always get a point in my book and who better to personify the beauty of a bishie than chu bebeh?!

you're so hot you're fatal.

milky skin that has met no blemishes, almost edible raspebrry lips, goddess-like nose and fluid hair... man, his eyes are even like diamonds that glimmer when he smiles. truly truly a gift from the heavens. if he were a kabuki actor, i'm sure he'd be the main attraction. he's got his imperfections, i know, especially now that i'm starting to worry he's suffering from anorexia (gawd, baby!! please eat!!) and recently, he just had an operation so he prolly just has one lung now. but tell me, who in this world is perfect anyway??

i'm taking you home. *grabs him by the tiny waist*

i actually often wonder how can anyone be kawaii and gorgeous at the same time. it's like... wrong. staring at his images, i am led to believe that uchi hiroki's beauty has transcended the idea of human aesthetics. almost as if god said "mankind has already too much grief and injustice. let me send the endearing uchi hiroki to lessen the gloom bring forth peace and happiness." (i'm a drama queen so sue me)

i could bravely say he's one of japan's national treasures. c'mon, he's even got royal blood. i think my death would be nice if it involves hiroki like HEADLINE: FILIPINA DIES OF HEART ATTACK AFTER SEEING JAPANESE POPSTAR or... STAKER FAN KILLED BY IDOL. wow, that's not impossible to happen.

don't get me wrong, i am not that "IN LOVE" with uchi. in fact, i don't see myself with him in a relationship or whatever. i ain't obsessed either (y'read it right, this isn't obsessesion for me yet. i can get scary.) i guess i'm just overwhelmed by his beauty and existence. this too may pass but wth, i've vowed i'd go to sushi country just so i could prove that such splendor as uchi hiroki's persona is not a myth.

uchi hiroki uchi hiroki uchi hiroki.

kring

thanks to: IT, pinkbaby, and others...

zz's bday

2005-06-09T07:16:00.000+08:00

zaizai's 24th birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HONEY!!!

so just dropped by to post this entry.

and also, i had a weird but funny dream which includes uchi, news, fishnet underwear and incessant nosebleeding by a screaming fan girl. get me to a doctor. quick.

kring

kisses are underrated

2005-06-07T09:06:00.000+08:00

yesterday, out of my random craziness, i went to a mall far away from the hills of novaliches. i guess i just wanted to be alone and think things out. lately, i've been kinda down, prolly caused by the gloomy skies.

i din have much money as i actually told my mom i was just going to return the videos i rented.

in the mall, i just strolled around, window shopped and killed myself of jealousy with the lovers holding hands and cuddling. come to think of it, i haven't actually experienced anything remotely close to that. sad, sad life. one would think that such a perverted and liberal personal like me is well-practiced. i'm telling you now i'm not.

anywhoo, i watched a movie (by myself) and had lunch (by myself) until i finally got tired and settled in a coffee shop where i amused (myself) with an order of a drink that ends with the word "cinno".

the place was kinda crowded and i noticed a guy coming towards me. he asked if he could share a table and being the courteous girl that i am *ahem*, i agreed. we chatted a bit, talking about nonsense things and i found him very nice and charming. yes, he may not be the knight in shining armor i had been dreaming about but he was still, to put it simply, kawaii and harmless.<br>

i honestly have forgotten the details of our chat just that he seemed very very warm and i was at ease with him. gawd, it was so weird. it's as if i've known him for ages already!!! he joked around, showed some magic tricks and even drew on a table napkin for me.

apparently he was also taking the mrt on his way home so we went together. the last coach, where we sat in, only had 4 people in it, us included. it was late, it was dark and the downpour was really strong.

and that's how it happened. i sensed him looking at me and i looked at him too. before i realized it, our lips were already melting with each other and i was having an out of body experience. it was just so surreal...

kisses, i thought, are underrated.

i had to go out at the q.ave station and basically that's how we parted. i was smiling on my way down coz i can't believe how beautiful my first kiss went. one problem though, we never exchanged numbers. it's as if our moment was just for that night.

i rode an fx which brought me to bulacan and there, the cast of kampanerang kuba were having a production number. that certainly woke me up. effin' dream spoiler.

kring

wishlist ^_^

2005-06-05T15:31:00.000+08:00

what the heck took me this long to post for the month of june? obviously, as you may have noticed, i changed my skin. again. yes, i'd prolly be doing that every month until i get tired or perhaps, i become too busy.

school's starting this week for kids around the country but fortunately mine will begin on the 13th.

so it's june. right. can you believe i've been blogging for a year now? if i'm not mistaken, i opened pulang tala on blogdrive on june 5. or was that 6? sum'in to that effect.

honestly, it kinda feels longer than a year. i can't believe how much i've grown and learned in a span of 12 months. speaking of which, i literally am growing coz on the 24th, i'd be celebrating my 20th birthday. read that folks? 20th. birthday.

and so, this entry would be solely for my wishlist to lessen my friends' burden of thinking what gifts they shall give me. yes, i'm smart.

- trip to japan. or more appropriately, a scholarship for a univ. yes i had been thinking about this and am really focused on getting grants for my japanese education. watch out osaka (or tokyo), the ambitious manilena will conquer the land of sushis (and perhaps convice chu bebeh to date me).

- showbiz career. c'mon people, how many times must i explain how badly i wanna be famous? really. but actually, just to be able to perform in front of people, do what i love to do and get paid big bucks for it would be enough for me. any talent scouts? *dances ala paula abdul circa 85)

- lots of money. 'nuff said.

- graduate magna cum laude. unless of course you're my professor in all my ubjects, i'm not exactly sure how you can help me out with this.

- bring honor to my country. yes, yes, i'm a pathetic dweeb but so are you coz you're reading this blog. >_> and hey! it'd be independence day in a week so yebbah yebbah. just like the previous one, im not exactly sure how you can help me out with this. (maybe if you finance a really banging film for me and it'd grab all the international awards)

- spend a night (preferrably more) with uchi hiroki, akanishi jin, kitagawa keiko and fan tong dao (not in exact order and seperately). they're hot, one is even homicidal and they ARE my fantasies. if you can find a way for me to be with these kids, i'd owe my life to you.

pretty much, that's it. i'd be more than ecstatic if any one of those wishes would be granted. but oh, please don't think i am that shallow. i also wish for happiness, success and world peace.

kring

his and her circumcision

2005-05-30T19:54:00.000+08:00

this will be my last post for the month of may. school will start soon and yes, i am pretty excited. along with that, in a few more weeks, id be turning 20. i'd like to think i'm not yet old but my flabs and "wrinkles" say otherwise. good thing my pimples are there to assure me i'm still in puberty stage. -___-"

i hate to make another feature on a show or whatever but i just can't help mentioning the fact that i fell in love with kare kano. to the kids who have no idea what that is, it isn't some disease similar to beri-beri nor is it an alternative, bubblegum version of my mom's specialty, kare kare.

it's an anime originally titled kareshi kanojyo no jijyo translated as his and her circumstances, which was released way back when i was still in 1st year highschool, meaning if this was a class, i'm like more than late- i've actually missed my graduation. but i fret not. it's better to be late than sorry, right? or is that never? whatever.

this won't be a review about the show but merely my frustrations that arose while watching it. honestly, there are 3 main points why i say it bangs:

1. i am miyazawa yukino or at least, i totally see myself in her. not the pretentious part of the character but more on her being an obsessive-compulsive, over-achieving i-have-to-be-the-best bitch.

2. if this was a film, i would say it was downright experimental. i fuckin' loved the animation as in totally to the nth degree forever go go (ask ren-chan, i was raving like hell). it isn't flawless or detailed or striking which, i believe is what makes it outstanding (and very faithful to how a manga is drawn). hideaki anno, its director, must be the tarantino of japanese animation.

3. its humor is neither slapstick nor too shuojo. it's like a punchline blurted out by a pms-ing altar boy who happens to be a fan of hillary duff. what that meant by that, i myself dun even know.

i never got to be in a relationship when i was in highschool. it could've been either legendary or tragic. that's why i kinda envy miyazawa-san. i mean, who wouldn't wanna have an arima (her bishonen, topnotcher bf) in her life, right? i remember her saying how wonderful and at ease she feels around arima coz all her life, she's felt as if she had to take care of others and always be in control but when they're together, she can be the one taken care of.

...

clickie the thumbie for a biggie piccie!!

if anyone reading this could introduce me to my own arima, i beg of you, please do so asap or i would be more and more sailor uranus.

kring

credist to mary for the pix

i like 'em sailors

2005-05-25T19:55:00.000+08:00

it's effing may 25 already.

can you guys believe how fast the summer went by?!? seriously. last year, i practically accumulated algae waiting for june to come and now, believe it or not, it's already raining cats and dogs. why can't it just rain men? maybe then i could go "hallelujia"!

sigh...

oh well. in about 3 weeks, i am to go back to school but i aint fretting one bit coz this will be my last year as a student (yes, id take up higher studies but you get what i mean. =__=)

anyway, ive been watching pretty guardian sailormoon, the live action version of the cult japanese manga and believe me, it's every lesbian and perveted guy's fantasy.

i mean adorable young girls in really short skirts fighting monsters which would remind you of mutated seafoods??? whose nose wouldn't bleed? i wasn't particularly a fan of the anime when i was younger but hey hey hey!!! these girls are surely smoldering... *wipes sweat*

when they do their kicks, AJA!!! it's undies heaven. ^___^ and they got long, flawless legs, blemish-free skins, super kakoii wardrobe... I'D DIE TO BE PART OF THE PRODUCTION.

bishuojos personified

i am most smitten by the actress playing hino rei or sailor mars. i think we're meant to be. if i go to japan, i'd ask her out. she's red, she's strong and she's got the features that bring me to my knees. oh crap, i adore that babe!!! KITAGAWA KEIKO-san, be mine!!! BE MINE!!!

=^^= c'mere you kitty

but really, they're all good looking which leaves me asking why sailor moon has to be the least kawaii. she even resembles a classmate of mine! very normal. and to pair her with the deliriously hot and bishie tuxedo kamen is beyond my comprehension.

were you a johnny's talent?

honestly, if not for the reasons mentioned above (especially for the beauty of keiko-san who will be my girlfriend someday), i would never even consider watching the series. their metamorphosis and fighting movement thingies never fail to make my eyes roll... and luna, the talking stuffed toy?!?!?

oh well... *shrugs*

kring

credits for the pics to shingetsu-pgsm.net

mishi, this is all your fault.

of mars and meteors

2005-05-20T19:41:00.000+08:00

2 years ago, a phenomenal show changed my life. to those who haven't heard of it yet, it's titled meteor garden. to this day, even as i am not a neurotic, bubble-ass fan anymore, i still consider it one of the coolest programs that has ever graced philippine television.

no, i won't make a review of it. that'd be like eating shawarma cooked 7 months ago. it's just that... yes, abs-cbn brought it back and in full edition at that. *ahem ahem* this will be the 3rd time, people. 3rd time. -___- i'm watching it now and it brings me nostalgia. why wouldn't it? i just came from a MARS marathon and i can't help but compare the two shows.

here's the deal. dispose me like a soiled diaper if you please but i stand by my belief that casting zaizai and barbie together was a ridiculous idea. c'mon man, i was practically calling out "lei! sancai!" and hearing ni yao de ai in the background for they haven't quite shed out their MG personas yet. sorry, i'm not convinced.

i can almost sense the raising eyebrows of zz fans now. sisters, hear me. i'm just trying to be rational here. edison chen, IMHO, would've been the perfect rei (ling). zai has his mannerisms and certain looks which is totally boy-next-door-ish. his acting has definitely improved from his just-do-a-handstand-to-keep-the-tears-from-falling character but he has yet to be an all around thespian.

MARS isn't THAT hot at all. it's just... ayt. imagine sancai being raped and lei riding a speeding bike. and oh, they're getting it on. that's MARS for yah. honestly, the very reason i watched this series (though im still in disc 13) is the character of shone an, FAN TONG DAO.

3 readers and world, i'm effing officially proclaiming that i'm enamored with the guy. though i'm bored to death with many of the scenes, i'm motivated by the idea that any time, that psycho, evil bishonen will appear and will cause harm to others. i'm so drawn to such dark characters, it scares even me.

back to tong dao. asdfghjkl!!! his presence in the series excites me, practically what keeps me tuned in. i could say shone an did his character justice though his laughter sounds very fake. he affected me, that's what's important. something the rest of the cast weren't able to do.

hey! another an jun can pic?

as conclusion, here's my advice: zz honey, just do poor prince-like shows and don't try to be a bad boy coz you're destined to be the asian dawson leery, ok? barbie, can't you stick to getting tatoos instead and i beg of you!!! stop playing 20 year old roles!!! you're a grandma!!! and shone (as FTD), you had me at ni hao... come to momma!!!

kring

OMG!!! i was looking for some pics in the net and chanced upon this lei/sc msngroup and whoah! they got a page specially dedicated for me!! @____@

filipino diaspora

2005-05-16T16:08:00.000+08:00

i am to do a documentary and decided i'd do one about fanaticism. i changed my mind, however, when i remembered about a certain speech i heard on tv and chose to base my feature on that instead. it was written by patricia evangelista of up, which won her the top prize at the international public speaking competition conducted by the english speaking union in london.

i was more than moved by it, i felt as if she was speaking on my behalf. in fact, i'd say that she has spoken for every citizen of this world who has ever left their homelands to taste if the milk indeed is fresher at the other side of the planet. some people may disagree but i believe what she wrote was something beautiful. a sad reality but from the heart, nonetheless.

(credits to prem rara for the speech copy)

WHEN I was little, I wanted what
many Filipino children all over the country wanted. I wanted to be blond,
blue-eyed and white.

I thought — if I just wished hard enough and was good
enough, I’d wake up on Christmas morning with snow outside my window and
freckles across my nose!

More than four centuries under western domination can do
that to you. I have 16 cousins. In a couple of years, there will just be five of
us left in the Philippines, the rest will have gone abroad in search of “greener
pastures.” It’s not an anomaly; it’s a trend; the Filipino diaspora. Today,
about eight million Filipinos are scattered around the
world.

There are those who disapprove of Filipinos who choose to
leave. I used to. Maybe this is a natural reaction of someone who was left
behind, smiling for family pictures that get emptier with each succeeding year.
Desertion, I called it. My country is a land that has perpetually fought for the
freedom to be itself. Our heroes offered their lives in the struggle against the
Spanish, the Japanese, the Americans. To pack up and deny that identity is
tantamount to spitting on that sacrifice.

Or is it? I don’t think so. Not
anymore.

True, there is no denying this phenomenon, aided by the
fact that what was once the other side of the world is now a 12-hour plane ride
away. But this is a borderless world, where no individual can claim to be purely
from where he is now. My mother is of Chinese descent, my father is a quarter
Spanish, and I call myself a pure Filipino — a hybrid of sorts resulting from a
combination of cultures.

Each square mile anywhere in the world is made up of
people of different ethnicities, with national identities and individual
personalities. Because of this, each square mile is already a microcosm of the
world. In as much as this blessed spot that is England is the world, so is my
neighborhood back home.

Seen this way, the Filipino Diaspora, or any sort of
dispersal of populations, is not as ominous as so many claim. It must be
understood. I come from a Third World country, one that is still trying mightily
to get back on its feet after many years of dictatorship. But we shall make it,
given more time. Especially now, when we have thousands of eager young minds who
graduate from college every year. They have skills. They need jobs. We cannot
absorb them all.

A borderless world presents a bigger opportunity, yet one
that is not so much abandonment but an extension of identity. Even as we take,
we give back. We are the 40,000 skilled nurses who support the United Kingdom’s
National Health Service. We are the quarter-of-a-million seafarers manning most
of the world’s commercial ships. We are your software engineers in Ireland, your
construction workers in the Middle East, your doctors and caregivers in North
America, and, your musical artists in London’s West
End.

Nationalism isn’t bound by time or place. People from
other nations migrate to create new nations, yet still remain essentially who
they are. British society is itself an example of a multi-cultural nation, a
melting pot of races, religions, arts and cultures. We are, indeed, in a
borderless world!

Leaving sometimes isn’t a matter of choice. It’s coming
back that is. The Hobbits of the shire traveled all over Middle-Earth, but they
chose to come home, richer in every sense of the word. We call people like these
balikbayans or the “returnees” — those who followed their dream, yet choose to
return and share their mature talents and good
fortune.

In a few years, I may take advantage of whatever
opportunities that come my way. But I will come home. A borderless world doesn’t
preclude the idea of a home. I’m a Filipino, and I’ll always be one. It isn’t
about geography; it isn’t about boundaries. It’s about giving back to the
country that shaped me.

And that’s going to be more important to me than seeing
snow outside my window on a bright Christmas morning.

Mabuhay and thank you.

mr. right

2005-05-13T08:59:00.000+08:00

may is a very busy month for my family. not only do we travel a lot but the 14th marks the wedding anniversary of my parents while the 18th is my fat, obnoxious bro's birthday. however, i'm a june baby and i'd be turning 20 this year. potah. <- has absolutely nothing to do with my post.

i think it's crazy how i'm on my 5th month with blogger already and i ain't getting tired yet. this is sucha flop compared to my previous blog, which spent only 4 months on the www before i shut it down. i wonder what would've happened if i didn't. to this day, it still continues to garner visits. <- still has nothing to do with my post.

now, now to my real topic.

i've stopped looking for mr. right.

i recently learned that we only get the people we deserved and if i want the right guy, i have to be a right girl for him first. which prolly won't happen any time soon considering how abnormal i am now. seriously, i don't think i'm the kind of girl a boy would want to bring home and introduce to his family. this may be self-pity but...

sad trivia: no one has ever asked me out on a date yet. no one has come up to me to ask for my number. the men who say they appreciate or love me are either gay or sexually confused. ramil said i'm scary (and he's 27). -___-

kring

mum

2005-05-08T16:00:00.000+08:00

oh lookie! is that a new story? certainly is! second installment to my androphilia trilogy... whoohoo. (spare the banner. it's my first time to make one -__- )

and how can i forget, it's a very special day for mothers. i'm far from having a perfect "nanay" but i sure am glad mine's wonderful and caring and supportive and lovely. now even if i tell the world how awesome my mum is, they really just won't understand.

i am here because of her and i'd forever treasure her soul...

kring

bisexuality

2005-05-03T16:58:00.000+08:00

bisexuality is a sexual orientation characterized by romantic love or sexual desire for members of either or both genders, contrasted with homosexuality, heterosexuality, and asexuality. it refers to desires and self-concept, not necessarily behavior. -wikepedia

hear that folks. i have often been told that i can never really know my orientation unless i actually do it. but what about preferences and degree of attraction? should those not be considered as well??

i definitely believe in alfred kinsey's stand (or was that study?) that majority of people appear to be somewhat bisexual although under normal cicumstances, one gender is preferred. however, i am not normal. get the drift?

wow, i didn't even know there were a lot of out bi celebs:

madonna, billie joe armstrong (greenday), simone de beauvoir <-no wonder i get most of my philosophy from her, marlon brando, paris hilton, pink, christina aguilera, michaelangelo, kurt cobain, john lennon, katherine hepburn, jrockers, the late great leslie cheung... and a whole lot more.

"a bisexual is a person who reaches down the front of somebody's pants and is satisfied with whatever they find." - dana carvey as the church lady, saturday night live.

"bisism" (a term which i coined) rocks. i mean, why settle for one when you can have the best of both worlds, right? we may be misunderstood but it's not our loss. (this is definitely not a "coming out" entry. i'm writing my next story for my yaoi trilogy so watch out for it. ^_~ )

kring

new skin

2005-05-01T16:36:00.000+08:00

this is the reason why i can't have a tatoo, why starting a fanclub was an effed up idea and why my relationships prolly would be pain in the ass- i'm a tad bit fickle minded.

thus, a new layout for the month of may!!! ^_^ yuh yuh, i got tired of the annoyingly happy, purple-ish skin and trashed it away. this may not be the best one out there but the sarcastic, almost evil concept attracted me to it. don't like it too much though coz im definitely changing it next month.

and no, i ain't falling for someone, puhleez. this isn't my lame attempt to bring forth my message or whatever. i think i know better.

kring

internship, over. :(

2005-04-29T11:38:00.000+08:00

yesterday marked my last day with probe productions. my internship is now over. oh, how fast the days went by...

i'll miss them, definitely. i never realized i'd have as muh fun as i had. damn, was i a lucky intern!

you see, i didn't just stay in the office and faxed, sent e-mails or photocopied documents. i was brought along to the shoots, was made to handle machines (for dubbing out only though coz that's not allowed), was asked to make some phonecalls, transcribe and at times just sit around!!! of course, how can i not mention the teambuilding at pagsanjan!?

more than anything however, i'd miss the people, especially the producers... they made me feel im part of the family and asdfghjkl!!! i can hardly explain!!!

karen and her sense of humor, her smile and her bubbly presence, which brightened up my day everytime. i never saw her in a bad mood moreso when ramil's around. hahaha!

gie and her baby and her stories, of course.

jan with his biker/mountaineer look and his tolerance of people making fun of him.

anna and her fresh grad approach to things.

joy and her awesome tatoos!!!

gretch and her classy style (she's also got tatoos, btw).

riza and her simplicity. she's naturally pretty and i have a feeling she doesn't know it.

ramil and our chats, his passion for films and his crazy ideologies which made me ahem, a fan of his. (yes man, im doing a movie for you, like it or not.)

i'd also miss melodie, my co-intern, the interns and producers from other shows like the probe team presents, art-is-kool, lakas, as well as the folks from the admin. the american idol breaks, the free rice for lunch and the friendly and hilarious crew!!!

guys, i had more than a blast, i had a life-altering experience!!! <- ok, that sounded a lil over dramatic but you get the point. THANKS A BUNCH!!! *group hug*

kring

ps: WATCH GAMEPLAN ON SUNDAY. JUST DO.

pink flamingos

2005-04-24T19:32:00.000+08:00

"one of the most vile,stupid and repulsive films ever made." - daily variety

"like a septic tank explosion, it has to be seen to be believed."- detroit free press

"a paragon of bad taste."- NY museum of modern art

"shocking, nauseating, hilarious..."- entertainment weekly

"lewd! shameless! may god forgive its makers for concocting such a vulgar, offensive mess! and may audiences the world over be forever grateful."- philadelphia daily news

yes, those were the actual reviews this film received. and believe me, they are not exaggerating whatsoever.

pink flamingos is an american cult classic which starred the infamous divine aka babs johnson and was directed by the mad-ass john waters. to say that this movie isn't for average viewers is just an understatement. i mean, if even in this generation of exposed paris hilton boobs and random osbourne cussing it still manages to shock an appall audiences, imagine the commotion it created 30 years ago!!!

i guess you could say i'm not squirmish. i didn't shut off the dvd player 20 minutes into the movie nor did i break down watching the very visual scenes. i've seen/read worse materials, believe me. (though i'd like to believe that i'm an advanced viewer *cough*)

like SALO, people may find it inhuman but i was in fact more affected with the former coz it had a heavy theme and dealt with corruption of minors but PF is like an over the top drag show gone wrong.

had i not known what it was about, i would've considered it a BIG joke. IT WAS BBAADD!!! which makes it ROCK coz it was meant to be like that (a parody, if you may). john waters may be queer but that dude's got balls!!! i should be more out of the box like him!!!

thanks to ramil who lent me the title and shared with me some other things *winks* (yes prof de jesus, im now a fan of yours).

so, my take on it?

"like william hung doing a madonna, it's so lame, it's hilarious. and not to mention inspiring."- narcissistic bitchy daily

kring

the B2 day

2005-04-20T22:53:00.000+08:00

it's special day,

i wonder why

i woke up this morning

and suddenly felt high

must be the new pope,

could be the price of gas

i looked at the mirror

and saw my sexy, hot ass

but that's not the point,

enough about me

i know she's narcissistic too

and starts with a letter D

hmm... clues...

i need more of those

before this silly "poetry"

turns into prose

spike, oh yeah!

she worships that man

who's actually just a vampire

with a fake tan

along with him

is the slayer buffy

a sixteen year old toughy

and the wife of freddy

design is her passion,

computer is her sin

everything un-artsy

goes to the garbage bin

videos, pics,

name it, she's done it

my opinion still remains-

she's the undisputed

to calm her down,

tie her to a tree

didn't you know,

that girl's a greenie?

saving this dying planet

is her main cause

so better keep your guard,

here comes the boss

a year from now

she wants to settle down

with the love of her life,

the jewel of her crown

joe's the lucky guy

but where is this going?

kring, you gotta think!

focus! deep breathing!

oh! i remember now

it's the birthday of my B2!!!

she's already 23

yet looking like brand new

wow, it's been a year

since i've known this gal

never thought i'd stay this long

as her neurotic pal

so ate dina, like it or not,

i'm here to stick around

like bubblegum or booger,

everywhere i can be found

to be your sister, your angel

your red star, of course

fuckers stay away from her,

i hold no remorse

*bow*

-edit-

ate, where are you!? have you received my text? my offline message? you know how much i suck at photoshop so excuse the lousy image... i got a real gift for you but i hope you liked my short composition... LOVE YOU LOTS!!! *hugs*

kring, your B1

and that's the gameplan II

2005-04-18T20:12:00.000+08:00

the gameplan teambuilding pics!!! HEYEYEYE!!! lick, i mean CLICK!!!

we're a lil too happy, don't yah think? but who wouldn't be?! ^___^

the only shot perhaps where i'm not doing my *peace* thingy

the very serious and professional gameplan hosts tricia, kiks and rovi...

eeewww.

this is what deep breathing and centering can do to us. we can be weight lifters using merely our fingers.

blind man's trail

ui, it's me with propesor ramil "you're the man" de jesus!!! sugoii!!!

look at the camera, idiot!!!

there... better. and hotter.

GAMEPLAN, sundays @ 5:30 pm, studio 23. WATCH IT.

kring

why blogging rocks

2005-04-14T13:20:00.000+08:00

10 reasons why blogging rocks:

1. i can freely express my feelings (be it angst, euprhoria, constipation) and let out all my emotions without having anyone tell me what to write or think about.

2. you can write stupid, non-sense entries and people can still see you as a nobel prize winner for literature.

3. shrinks are too expensive. blogs can be used as a way to reach out, obscurely ask for help and say you're fighting with your inner demons (and hear voices when you're alone).

4. posting pictures is fun especially if you are hot and the images you post get you more hits than paris hilton's sex videos.

5. blogs are great as fansites for budding celebrities (or wannabe's) who think they have (or wish to have) brainwashed enough people to thinking they should be given support.

6. you can meet a lot of people, gain some friends. if you're lucky enough, maybe even a stalker.

7. loyal readers are wonderful. really. they make you feel special. unfortunately, mine seemed to have realized there's more to life than visiting kringification, which kind of... makes sense.

8. if fate is on your side, donald trump might stumble upon your page, might like it, and might make you his next apprentice. i mean, we never know.

9. by putting into words your thoughts, you actually become a spokesperson for people who have the same wavelengths as you do. i'd like to say i'm the representative of narcissitic bitches who are sexually repressed, retarded, and have an orversized ego.

10. unlike personal, private journals, it's available to the public, which makes you more susceptible to criticisms, jealous bitchings, or worse, pathetic copycats. <- yes, absurd as it may sound, i think it's a must for us to have those mucus up our noses once in a while.

kring

and that's the gameplan

2005-04-10T20:22:00.000+08:00

orayt. not a lot of people seemed to have liked my new layout. too happy? too bright? bleh. i love it. this is my blog and i'd do anything i want with it. -__- (but i had to fix the tagboard coz i realized it really was a pain in the ass. yes b2, i heard you.)

i was gone for 4 days and woohoo, what a great start for the summer!!! my gameplan family *ahem* brought me along with them for their team building and it's just.. $#%^&*!!! unexplainable!!! first, akiko's just too sweet, it's freaky and everyone made me feel at home. second, i was able to do some pretty mean stunts on ropes. NOT THE GIRLSCOUTS KIND. THE FEAR FACTOR PRIMARY ELIMINATION CHALLENGES KIND.

oh heck, i don't know where to even begin. high tension partner cable-crossing, slide for life, team wall... did them all. but the most difficult challenge was the catwalk.

imagine this: 2 poles, 45 feet high, 20 feet from each other. a wobbly 7 diameter log. nothing to hold onto, no support whatever. and i had to cross it. i was already crying even before the harness was put on me not coz i was scared but it was emotionally draining. almost symbolic. i associated it with my own relationship with someone. if i could trust myself enough and would get to cross to the other side, i have already moved on.

and i did. i finished it. i conquered my fear. (not without breaking down afterwards though). cliche as it may sound, it really was life-altering and made me realize a lot of vital stuff.

LETTING GO IS DEFINITELY THE TOUGHEST PART. (as if i didn't know already)

DO NOT HESITATE TO TAKE THE FIRST STEP. (coz once you've done that, it's be easier to take the next thousand steps)

and lastly, IT'S NOT ABOUT WHETHER YOU CAN DO IT OR NOT. IT'S WHETHER YOU WANT TO DO IT THAT MATTERS. (and i definitely want to keep this blog layout)

kring

i would post the pics once i get my hands on them coz i forgot my camera. *stupid me*.

happy!

2005-04-06T00:07:00.000+08:00

a new skin for a new.. er.. summer? i know i know, this one's a far cry from all the other ones i've had. but that's basically the point! i don't want just another screamin' drag queen-ish sorta layout. plus, i love colors (pastel or otherwise). they're natural uppers.

and this is so not my personality, which rocks coz i can curse and rant all i want and the words would still sound as sweet as bubble gum! ^^ lemme try.

stop being copycat, you low-life assholes!!! evil person, burn in hell!!! ugh, how come you twig can walk and why are you talking to me?

see? lovely!

kring

ps: comments are now welcomed.

intern (yuh, like monica lewinsky)

2005-04-04T18:22:00.000+08:00

my first day for my internship under probe productions, particularly GAME PLAN.

so far, so good... i can hardly believe how accomodating and nice the people were.

i hope to make this a great experience coz it'll last only til apr 30. so there, i'd be preoccupied for this month. please wish me luck!!!

and don't forget to watch game plan, sundays at 5:50pm, studio 23. ^_______^

kring

randomness

2005-04-03T08:59:00.000+08:00

my fat, obnoxious brother graduated from grade school and here he is with his grad garb... mj's so damn proud of that. he claims he looks like richard gutierrez. er... no.

mishi (yes, that random fan before whom i've come to be friends with) and i went to binondo about 2 weeks ago and there were hella lots of jay chou cd's i couldn't get my hands on since i'm eternally broke. i was bummed out about it until we passed by a grocery and charan!!! i bought this TONG IT instant noodles instead!!! YEBBAH!!!

i visited osaka some two years back and was impregnated by a cute japanese student... this is my daughter tomoya.. isn't she lovely??

as you may know, i have no shame whatsoever and am actually contemplating on being a pornstar...

ME. SEXY. NAUGHTY. PEACHY.

my mom and i went shopping and randomly bought these slip ons/sandals whatchamacallit just coz they're on sale (yes, that might be what you call impulsive buying). they're adorable and i love the oriental feel of it... and oh, new shades too

have i mentioned here that i'm kinda going gaga over maki goto??? (someone once said that i look like her WHICH IS SSSOOO TOTALLY NOT TRUE!!!) omg.. i seriously have fantasies about the girl!!! she's hot, she's a doll and i'm sleeping with her. if you have a problem with that, we can take this outside *clenches fists*.

and of course, from one of my fave blogs... (yes, the flatmate thing)

kring

ps: seijo will be opening his own blog anytime soon. please watch out for it.

i am seijo

2005-04-01T14:48:00.000+08:00

it's the 1st of april and the day of the fools... wow, it's the day of a lot of people i know.

seriously, this blog format/layout needs to be changed. unfortunately i'm not as good as some folks out there *winks at miss dee* and can't do a personalized skin. maybe some angels would be nice enough to help me with it *winks at miss dee*...

3 months of kringification and 1700 hits? NOT GOOD. i must device a plan to at least gain 4 more loyal readers to make them 7 all in all. i need a change of style too. should be more like the things i hate about my flatmate. yuh, that's hella hilarous. and evil. very inspiring.

i remember the grandeur of my blogging days when about 100 or more people will visit my page in a day. it must be coz i got my *cough* pretty face *cough* on the banner, which could've attracted a lot of hyperventilating fangirls and old, scary, job-less perverts.

i think my entries should be more concise now, more tactless and should be the epitome of self-worship. bashing and ass-kissing are always a hit too. i could also put in a lot of sex. yes, sex reels in audiences. those ridiculous smileys were fun but they had spyshit.

oh, music, music is good. maybe i could use as bgm old michael jackson singles which could attract old, scary, job-less, pedophilic perverts.

or maybe, just maybe, if i pretend to be someone im not and adapt a totally different persona than who i really am, people will start flocking this damned thing. YEAHAH!!! ive seen that many times before, that should work.

so from now on, i'm kitaro seijo, 18 years old, half-japanese, half-australian bishie from melbourne. i'm bisexual and wants to be an interior designer someday. i have issues about a lot of things (like racism, pedicures and taco bell) but i'm generally nice and friendly.

and this...

is my life.

sei

falling for a dream...

2005-03-31T10:56:00.000+08:00

(excuse the life-less post with no pics... imageshack is being retarded.)

oh gawd... it's so refreshing to get to talk with an old friend again after what seemed like decades!!!

last night, for some cosmic reason, i texted my "former" F4 sis DAYNUH MEI (yes, using the word FORMER is a sign that i have ssssooo fuckin' moved on), which led to us talking on the phone from 11 pm til 3:30 in the morning.

we caught up with each other and what we've been doing these past months. i also asked about what the F4 tsinoyers are up to now and was surprised to find out a lot of things (which, i will not share any longer coz it wouldbe a waste of time. i got much more exciting things to write about).

it was a delight to know that we pretty much are going through the same things now. we exchanged experiences about our "1-sided" (and in my case non-existent) lovelives and traded our philosophies about it.

i appreciated our chat, i really did. somehow, i was affirmed of something. i really dunno what it was but yeah, it felt good. (in case you dunno, daydear's the kid who gave me the letter hug thing ^_^ ).

anyhows, i've been dying to write about this (actually, i should've updated this damn thing days ago but i'm a lazy butthead) and maybe, my talk with her's the sign.

"there's no such thing as unconditional love. though you may say you don't expect anything in return, you do get something from it. the mere act of loving feels good... gives you that natural high. so even if there's no conscious effort from the other person to make you feel euphoric, he/she does. it then becomes communal. his/her existence becomes the substitute for love."

wow. i learned that from my friend and since then, i've been living it. as you, my 3 readers may know, i've finally accepted that yes, i did fall in love with the most unexpected person. and pondering about what went wrong and such, i started to learn a lot of things (one of which is the affirmation that i can never be a poet).

*this entry is so random, in fact, i have to ask "why are you still reading?"*

back to the no-such-thing-as-unconditional-love mode. c'mon!!! look me in the eyes though in reality you really can't coz there's a computer monitor and other chips and wires between us and tell me you do not know what i mean!!! at one point or another, you've loved (or liked) a person from afar without his/her knowledge (or maybe even if he/she's aware) and you just don't care!!! his/her presence is enough.

ah... i'm such a sucker for these things. and for that, i'll share these with you:

~*~* there was a man, who became gay and had to have a gender change coz he got sssooo obsessed with a lesbian whom, he soon learned, was actually a man. (ARGH!!! *stabs own heart with cuticle pusher*)

~*~* there was a young girl, who fell for a guy whom she met OL... when she came back to the phils, they became phonepals which eventually led to them having a deeper relationship. they never saw each other but was together for quite some time until the relationship became rocky and the truth came out. her "boyfriend" was actually the lesbian sister of the guy he met OL (who went to canada just before she went back here). all those time she was just being lied too!!! (DOUBLE ARGH!!! *stabs own heart twice with a sharp vibrator.*

just like the two people in the stories above, i admit that it was not really the person i fell for but the person he/she tried to be or the facade that was shown of me. for at the end of the day, i still dunno him/her.

i fell in love with a dream...

kring

ps: ~~IF I DON'T GET TO TALK WITH YUKI ANYTIME SOON, IM SOOO SLASHING MY WRIST!!!~~. I'M TALKING WITH YUKI NOW WHO HAPPENED TO HAVE MET CHU BEBEH AND IM SPAZZING LIKE HELL...

pass the popcorn

2005-03-24T18:04:00.000+08:00

i haven't done this is a lllooonnnggg time and i'm sure my 5 readers have missed my "reviews" (oh no.. there are only 2 left. the others finally regained their sanity). and why am i updating? coz i have this feeling i will be busy this summer and yuh, i currently have no one to talk with.

so far, since the break i have watched a few films and thought i'd share my not-so-expertish insights with you. no plot summaries here. just pure bashin', spoilin' fun. and maybe some random fangirl spazzing at the sides.

m butterfly, 1993, david cronenberg

before i even watched this film, i did some research already and learned that it was based on a play which was based on as true story. wow. whoever that french guy is in real life must be really stupid. he falls in love and lives with a transvestite for years without even knowing his partner's real gender??? did they not have sex??? we're talking years baby, YEARS!!!

anyway, the reviews for the movie were not really er... nice and for good reasons. other than the yaoi-ness of it all, i saw nothing remotely striking in the production that would have salvaged it from being yet another silverscreen rendition of a play gone wrong.

there were the overly dramatic dialogues, the would-have-had-potential-but-was-not-utilized imagery and dragging scenes which would make you want to roll your eyes and say "go get it done and over with na!" *munches on carrot*

yes, it does have some upsides like the fact that though many may disagree, i believe that john lone did a great job playing a woman. i haven't watched the crying game yet but i hafta admit even i was impressed by his look. jeremy irons was blah though the last part applause-worthy and the other characters were... wait, what other characters?

watch m butterfly if you're like me and yoji-chan who have twisted preferences *winks* but if you want a cinematic spectacle, i say american idol might even be more entertaining for you.

three, 2003, kim jee-woon. nonzee nimibutr. peter ho-sun chan

i was never a fan of horror movies (asian or otherwise) so i wasn't exactly expecting anything with three. i just knew that id be covering my eyes when i watch it or prolly losing my breath (like when i watched ju-on).

but in fairness, maybe joining three shorts in one film was an effective idea!!! yeah, it is!!! just like hitting three asian birds with one stone!!! though i was wondering thoughout "why the heck isn't my country represented???" ok, enough of my patriotic ranting. let's get to business.

you could really see the contrast of the three film-makers with their style of story-telling and handling of visuals. personally, i think kim jee-woon (MEMORIES) was most effective in freaking out his audience. his style is awesome. the editting was crisp and man, just like the new breed of scary flicks the silent, natural bytes always do the work. the mood from the start til the end was consistent. very eerie. downside? predictable ending. or was it just me?

i'm beginning to feel as if nimibutr is an overrated director. well, it could also be that i had only seen two works of him which both, uhm, how should i say this... sucked? fine, that's harsh coming from a lowly CA student like me. but jan dara and THE WHEEL simply reminded me of 80's philippine cinema!!! and im not talking of brocka here. i was not scared a bit with the 2nd story in three. i recognize his intention of showing their culture and all but cursed puppets??? even chuckie would call out "CUT!" not thrilling. uninteresting.

ahhh! GOING HOME. i have to say ho-sun's my fave of all. not for anything, i mean it has its flaws like the "hk-flick" feel of it and not much details in shots or BGM but you can easily brush them off with the depth of the movie's insight into the human condition. the ending really made me gasp and i loved it. honestly, i would consider it more as a love story than as a scary one. i'm pretty certain that's the goal of the director and kudos to him coz he's done a great job.

three is really nice. watch it. (apologies for lack of better closing statement)

salo, 1975, pablo passolini

to say that this movie is not for everyone is an understatement. mishi lent me this and said "just tell me how the ending went. i had to stop watching 20 mins into the movie." well, i tried to see what she meant and boy was i shaking my head.

for starters, salo was based on the novel by de sade "120 days in sodom". weeks after the movie was finished, the passolini was found murdered. amazing.

honestly, though i expected it to be inhumane and disturbing, i didn't expect it to be that BAD. the way the movie was executed, i mean. really. as much as i want to find something good in it, i can't. i dunno if it's coz it was made in '75 and the technical aspect was limited but man, those were some ridiculous scenes.

i keep on thrashing here, i guess i should give you some examples. kids about 16-20 years old were made to roam naked and have sex with each other. homo/lesbian sex, orgies, name it, they have it. and what do you know, apparently there are three "circles". circle of mania, circle of shit (yes, as in excrement) and circle of blood. and all were explored in the movie.

how on earth were they even able to produce it??? weren't the actors too young??? and for crying out loud, wtf is with the ending??? there was no resolution at all!!!!!!!!! i was left hanging there, blinking, staring at the screen 3 minutes after the credits rolled and i was still in disbelief it's all over already!!! again, i ask, wtf is with the ending??? how about wtf is with the movie???

ok, so maybe that's how it was with the novel. i think it should've stayed in the paper instead. if you don't want to be haunted by the graphic and not-so-pleasing images, please... stay away from this film. and if it's true that art imitates life, hell, we've got a pretty screwed up world.

to be continued...

kring

how to raise an egoistic kid

2005-03-23T08:12:00.000+08:00

how to raise an egoistic kid

1. have a pseudo-miscarriage. in 6 months, remove the fetus from the placenta such that he/she will be floating in a mass of blood and nothingness. be bed-ridden in the last tri-quarter of your pregnancy.

2. give him/her a distinct, preferrably weird, somehow cheeky name that will stand out forevah. like iceman. or baby madonna. or oogah. or kring-kring.

3. do not plan on having another child after him/her. a younger sibling will take your attention from your kid. and later in life, the new baby will be called... "EVIL".

4. make him/her the center of your world as well as everyone else's. if you're a teacher, see to it that your near-flunking, ass-kissing students will be all sweet and cuddly with your son/daughter and will shower him/her with "aaawwww... you're so cute!!! how old are you? *pinches cheeks*" and "want some candy? *grins* sir, can i take her home?"'s.

5. always remind her that he/she's hella better than his/her cousins or friends. <- not recommended for everybody.

6. be a stage parent when he/she's still young but by he time he/she reaches highschool, stop attending his/her performances and say "can't they get someone else to star in the production?"

7. encourage your child to excel in whatever he/she does. be it a hulk hogan impersonator, a future miss universe or a lesbian fbi agent.

8. just don't mind it whenever your relatives start appaluding and throwing coins at him/her when he/she performs on the table. you're actually teaching your kid a way to make money.

9. pretend you don't really care whether he/she does well or not. let your kid prove himself/herself to you. and yes, never ever spoil. you want an egoistic kid, not a brat. also, spanking and then talking toyour child after is a good form of discipline.

10. if he/she cries after a defeat, brush it off. that's already an early manifestation of pride.

maybe... i did fall in love.

2005-03-19T11:06:00.000+08:00

what is it with the end of semesters?? last time i became emo-ish and dark, saying i was tired and all that i completely shut down my blogdrive account and bid blogging farewell. well, now, i won't do that. in fact, i can't wait to update this thing as often as i can.

but really, there's something about the end of classes. maybe the last two weeks of busy and sleep-less days and nights tend to turn your brains into mush that by the time you can sit back and relax, you begin having delusions and emotional breakdowns.

school's done, thank god. i do look forward to a great summer ahead and like what i've said, i vow to make this one as productive as possible. not too much internet for me. tsk tsk. nooooo. i'll have my OJT and i plan to enroll in film class or maybe dance/theater class. we'll see.

(today's my evil bro's graduation and i'd be the "official photographer/cameraman" >_<>

ugh. paparazzis!

i also wanna have some soul-searching this lenten season. i need that. i admit that over the last three months, i sorta lost myself in all the blur and confusion.

and yes, finally, i admit that maybe, just maybe, i did fall in love. thank you heysel, for affirming that. however, i refuse to say that i lost. coz the mere fact that i had him (or her), no matter how short a time it was, is a great blessing to me.

one of these days, i'd be able to write poetry. i'm such a frustrated poet. hard as i try, i still can't seem to be satisfied with my compositions. but lemme share with you a beautiful work by a legendary chilean poet, PABLO NERUDA. *goes on both hands and knees in reverence* tears gushed the first time i read this. esta para tu, mi sol.

If You Forget Me

I want you to know

one thing.

You know how this is:

If I look

at the crystal moon, at the red branch

of the slow autumn at my window,

if I touch

near the fire

the impalpable ash

or the wrinkled body of the log,

everything carries me to you,

as if everything that exists,

aromas, light, metals,

were little boats

that sail

toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,

if little by little you stop loving me

I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly

you forget about me

do not look for me,

for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,

the wind of banners

that passes through my life,

and you decide to leave me at the shore

of the heart where i have roots,

remember

that on that day,

at that hour,

I shall lift my arms

and my roots will set off

to seek another land.

But

if each day,

each hour,

you feel that you are destined for me

with implacable sweetness,

if each day a flower

climbs up to your limbs to seek me,

ah my love, ah my own,

in me all that fire is repeated,

in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,

my love feeds on your love, beloved,

and as long as you live it will be in your arms

without leaving mine.

kring

adquest

2005-03-17T09:17:00.000+08:00

-written on 03.12.05 at 10:30pm-

i can't connect on the net right now but i'm typing this down on notepad while i'm still feeling euphoric and still feel like going nuts.as you prolly notice, my dear 3 readers, i haven't been OL that much lately. FINALS. i think that's enough reason already.

but that's not the point.

today, on march 12, 2005, i won the lottery.

ok, maybe not. but it surely feels like that. we've been working on an ad campaign since monday and everything was utterly stressful. i got in trouble [yet again] (and i mean my dad was seriously mad about it),i look like a zombie with my eyebags appearing as if i overput eyeliner on them an i've learned some kewl magic. put money in front of me and it'll surely be gone faster than you could even say "kring, you got pimples".

so blah blah blah... to make the long story short, i couldn't have asked for a smoother presentation than what we had and we bagged 4 major awards.

now if that doesn't sound like a big deal to you, lemme explain further.

the contest is between the 7 comm arts sections in my batch and we were all given the acct. we had to work on 2 weeks prior to today's event.

it's quite a prestigious competition and everyone's certainly vying for the top prize. it's not even about the grade, it's the title, man!!!

gawd!!! i can't put my thoughts together. it's doubly satisfying for me, i guess coz i sorta thought of our concept "unConventionAl" and i headed the tv production team.

but no personal credits for me. i have to really commend the entire team, my entire class for being helpful and unhelpful, supportive and apathetic, nice and bitchy. asdfghjkl!!! all the tears and frustations and hardworkwere really worth it!!!

we won the awards... BEST PRINT ADS, BEST TV ADS, BEST IN CREATIVES and the 1st-RUNNER UP. i was literally shaking while going on stage to get the TV award coz we literally didnt expect a thing. really. the recognitions were more than just an icing one the cake. they were choco bits, cherries, caramel and frosted flowers.

and though we didn't win the top award, hearing straight from our prof's lips that he expected us to win (which we heard from other people as well) is beyond any trophies we could take home.

i was never into advertising. until tonight, when i was able to prove myself i have a future in tht field afterall. yes b2. be proud of your adik.

kring

ps: much thanks to god. you already know what i mean.

pps: i will post here (once i have the time) our award-winning ads. goodness!!! saying "award-winning ads" feels so good. tomorrow, i still ccan't go OL. i have rehearsal for theater. wow.

-edit. 03.17.05-

sleep is good. i like sleep. sleep is my friend. but sleep has been distant from me these days.

today's our last day of school. yebbah!!! par-tey!!!

kring? sorry, the phone line is busy.

2005-03-06T09:33:00.000+08:00

i would be very busy this next week. make that hella busy.

prolly til mid march. it's been 5 days since i went online and yes, i won't be staying long.

got some important things to do. like:

tv commercials for advertising

radio drama

play for theater

of course, exams and recitations

so if you don't see me around, just hold on. don't miss me too much.

and oh, over the summer i don't think i'd be flatting my ass out again sitting in front of the PC, chatting with random people who'd only be fleeting friends anyway. i promise to make it productive. to see to it that no second would be wasted on unnecessary things.

i'd be having my OJT... i think i passed the interview but im still not quite sure. if ever, expect to hear stories and see pics about local stars. hahaha. *winks* like the one below. me and some... erm... girl who asked if she could have her pic taken with me.

and ziz iz midori no hibi ^_^

-edit-

gah! there'd always be people whose main purose on earth seems to be but to piss you off. i mean, just their mere shadows are enough to make you curse as if there's no tomorrow. and lucky you if you dunno what i mean.

ugh. *rolls eyes*

my friends and i plan to join this documentary film-festival kinda thing and i absolutely have no idea what to do. we're gonna be up against professionals, if ever and yes, we're a bunch of ambitious noobs who don't even use mics during shoots.

i need to buy new movies. and more ukay-ukay japanese-inspired clothes. i owe mishi a tour in binondo and my B2 a present. i want se7en stuff and johnny's magazines. i'm forever broke and my dad will forever refuse to give me more money than what i need.

*sigh* someone give me money. im a materialistic fishhead.

kring

asdfghjkl!! it's march already?!

2005-03-01T07:43:00.000+08:00

wow. it's already the first day of march. i didn't realize i haven't updated in a lllloooonnnggg time. ok, so maybe in a week. but yuh. WARNING: a long and boring entry. only for those who care for and love me and are willing to read my rants and raves. B2, YUKI, CYNNIE, REYA, JAY I MISS YOU ALL!!!

busy. yes, i've been tremendously busy. not exactly stressed out. well, not just yet. last friday, just before our adver defense, we went to frank's house to finish up some things and practice. there were "ukay-ukay" shops (flea market) everywhere and asdfghjkl!!! i bought this pink anime-inspired trench coat even though it's 700 degress burning in the philippines!!! (i swear if i wear it today, i'd suffer from heat stroke) for only 35 pesos. (1US$=56pesos). yebbah!!

anyway, that was just so random. now, for the more important stuff. the adver presentation we have been preparing for for 2 months. before anything else, i just wanna proclaim to the world that I LOVE OUR CAMPAIGNS. that's all there is to it.

apparently, our professor doesn't. for the hapee toothpaste campaign, we were given 70%. gah!!! he said that we did not become different and jumped into the "LOVE" bandwagon fuck it. oh well, at least for the JUX fasteners we got 94% so it's still ok, i have to say. at least i can breathe better now.

so, for the entire sunday, i just rested. i told myself it would be a "ME DAY". i just watched tv and ate. but at around 2:30, since i still wasn't doing anything, i began watching the anime series mishi lent me a long time ago. i said i'd just watch around 4 episodes. but no, mistah... i ended up wacthing for 5 hours straight all the 13 episodes!!!! I LOVED IT!!!!

it's called midori no hibi. shoujo anime. i was never into anything non-yaoi but i loved it. the story is a bout a guy named sawamura who's notorious for having the "devil's right hand". he fights a lot and has no friends. nor girlfriends. he asks why can't his right hand, which he loves dearly just be his girlfriend. the next morning, he wakes up to find out that his right hand had transformed into a girl. anyway, her name's midori. it was later revealed that there really is a girl named midori who's in a coma. midori has always been in love with sawamura and while in a state of sleep, her spirit made her dream of being with sawamura come true.

of course, i'd let you watch the anime. i wont tell you what happens in the end. (as if you really wanna noe. pfft.) but i cried, i laughed and really enoyed the series. recommended.

yesterday, the pj peeps joined the chalk fest so i went to hang out with them. that's not the interesting part, however. for my radio class, i signed the attendance. yaddah yaddah yaddah... when my prof came back at 5pm, i wasn't around coz i was at benavidez. needless to say, he was pissed with all of those who were out and said he'll report us to the SWDB. SWDB record= no chance of becoming cum laude. which means something i've worked so hard for for 3 years will just crumble into fine dust.

my prof refused to talk to us yesterday so goodluck to me and my dreams. but my dad will talk to him today so im crossing my fingers that it would turn out okay.

if i'd stop updating my blog without even saying good bye, that means i have already slashed my wrist and decided to kill myself. just kidding.

kring

ps: i've been having migraine-like erm.. headaches and i think there are three possible reasons. 1) i need to get have my eyes checked coz i need to wear glasses already. 2) i'm stressed and stuff. 3) i have brain tumor and will likely have less than 6 months to spend on earth. i think it's either the 1st or 2nd though.

told yah this would be long... if you've reached this far and has read everything here, then it only means you're my friend and for that, i love you. *hands friend a lollipop*

AHA! moment

2005-02-22T21:02:00.000+08:00

watching: animax

listening to: people whinig about how fucked up their lives are. -_-

i'm so not in a good mood. and please don't ask why. something to do with our adver campaign. 'nuff said. dang, i just want to raise my hands in surrender.

i realized my blog entries are B-O-R-I-N-G with a capital B. yuh, i mean, compared with my previous blogdrive account, i think my entries now are either full of crap or just "trying hard". like now, i got nothing better to write about. i think im becoming a dull person. or maybe, it's a manifestation that i'm indeed losing my sanity.

in one of the self-help/diecovery seminars i've attended (yes, im into that whole dr. phil thang), we were told that whenever we have an "AHA! moment", we must write it down and immortalize it. "AHA! moments" are those times when an idea just strucks you and you know you can use that to face this world.

for that, expect to read A LOT of "AHA! moments" from me. you might get something from them.

~~ "internet isn't as good for the soul afterall as i thought it was" (*boink* who the eff told you that it was healthy anyway??)

~~ "i can't just give myself to everyone, befriending each person who crosses my way. especially internet folks." (yes, omhaving issues with "internet relationships" these days.

~~ "my teeth will hurt if i won't have them checked at the dentist after 5 weeks."

~~ "friendship is a reality TV show. only those who are strong and deserving enough can make it though the end. i'm glad i have learned this early on in my life."

~~ "never ever give your first kiss to some random nobody."

~~ "jon johnson looks edible nekkid." <- this isn't of much help but im watching manhunt and drooling my saliva dry.

~~ "LOVING IS A CROSS BETWEEN RESPONSIBLITY AND PASSION. YOU ARE NOT OBLIGED TO DO IT BUT YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T JUST LET GO AND WALK AWAY."

and the last line, my 5 readers, is what my next entry will be about.

kring

is sick

2005-02-21T07:31:00.000+08:00

ok, B2... where have i been? i've been to london.. to visit the queen. and i ended up getting sick, my head felt like splitting in half. (you're getting married?? i NEED to talk to you about it!!! waaahhh!!!)

thus, i skipped my first class today. my 7-10 am, 3-hour class.who would think college kids still have skeds like that!? and you know what's worse???? our advertising campaign defense is in 6 days!!! SIX DAYS!!! and we have not done 50% of the stuff. i expect not to sleep this whole week.

i dreamt i was making out with a gal... @__@ i was the blue, don't worry. butch lesbians just don't work for me. i think this reaulted from talking with JAY after like 5 months... i missed that kid, really. i realized he's bitchier now which rocks!!! and guess what, he's OUT!!! whoohoo!!!

kring

this is my "i'm-so-shy-please-don't-take-a-pic-of-me" look

rekolexion and trisum

2005-02-17T21:32:00.000+08:00

the most flabbergasting thing occured just a few hours ago.

i was messaged on some site asking me if i was interested in some menage a trois. seriously now, am i that hot?? apparently, i am. *hears the violent reactions of 5 readers -_-* and her boyfriend is REALLY interested, stress on the "really" coz after i turned her down (yes, she's a she), i received a reply again asking the same things and even more "real, sexy" photos. my expression went from this -> *_* to this -> @____@

(super random OT: it dawned on me that the guy from the classic {the one who played the older lovah, not jo in sung} is adorably hot!!! omg... and also, i won't be cosplaying anymore. don't ask me why. *cries* anywayyy)

i'm flattered. superlatively. but then again, i'm sorta kinda offended too coz it made me think... "do i look like someone who's into such things?? for crying out loud, i have yet to experience my first kiss!!!" shuxx. oh well... *evil, flirty grin*

today, we had our recollection along with 2 other classes. (it's funny how i can just casually shift from sexual to spiritual topics) it wasn't like a once in a life time thing but i hafta say it was a breather considering all the crazy things we've been doing lately. somehow, we were made to stop and ponder about where we are now and what is it that's vital for us.

the most strking part of the activity for me was having to encounter this uberly simple yet wonderful flash presentation titled interview with god and the words spoke to me as if i was face to face with him. people need not even be christian to grasp the gravity of the message. they just need to be human. they just need to have a heart.

i will leave you with the poem, courtesy of the website. i specifically highlighted the lines that struck me the most... i hope this will enlighten you the way it did me.

kring

THE INTERVIEW WITH GOD
I dreamed I had an interview with God.
"So you would like to interview me?" God asked.
"If you have the time" I said.
God smiled. "My time is eternity."
"What questions do you have in mind for me?"
"What surprises you most about humankind?"
God answered...
"That they get bored with childhood,they rush to grow
up, and then long to be children again."
"That they lose their health to make
money...and then lose their money to restore their health."
"That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget the present, such that they live in neither the present nor the future."
"That they live as if they will never die,
and die as though they had never lived.”
God’s hand took mineand we were silent
for a while.
And then I asked...
"As a parent, what are some of life’s lessons you
want your children to learn?"
"To learn they cannot make anyone love them. All
they can do is let themselves be loved." <- OUCHNESS YET TRUENESS!!!
"To learn that it is not good to compare
themselves to others."
"To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness."
"To learn that it only takes a few seconds to open profound wounds in those they love, and it can take many years to heal them."
"To learn that a rich person is not one
who has the most, but is one who needs the least." <- made me shed a tear
"To learn that there are people who love them dearly, but simply have not yet learned how to express or show
their feelings."
"To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it differently."
"To learn that it is not enough that they forgive one another, but they must also forgive themselves."
"Thank you for your time," I said humbly.
"Is there anything else you would like your children to know?"
God smiled and said, "Just know that I am here... always."
-author unknown

men's room

2005-02-13T22:51:00.000+08:00

*written yesterday, 11 pm*

in an hour, it would officially be valentine's day.

who's anticipating its arrival anyway?

i find myself in front of the computer crying like shit after i learned that some of my presents for yuki and kei were stolen in the mail. really, how sadder can this world get?? did i mention they were personalized?? which means that whoever stole them will have to be named yuki or kei. FUCK IT!!! FUCK Y'ALL!!! i curse you to have warts and scabs all over your asses!!! *middle fingers up in the air*

~.~

*written tonight, feb 14* *still can't move on over the stolen package thingy*

so... i survived the whole lovers' day hoolahbahoolah without a scratch. yes, i survived.

sure, i did not recieve any roses (which, by the way symbolizes the vagina) nor did i encounter random singing telegram groups desperately belting out david pomeranz's born for you but hey, i crossed paths more than 34,000 times with people carrying bouquets or muching on chocolate bars!!!

i'm feeling the lurve. *poker face*

and the gas in my tummy.

so what's with all the hype this vday?? as far as i know, it's just like any normal day except that my lovelife-less friends' self pity are heightened tenfold. and i get asked more often than usual "why don't you have a date?"

a date? hahaha!! i wanted to laugh. a date? june 24, 1985. yuh, that's my birthdate.

for the past 19 years of my life, i've never been asked out for a date on a valentine. ok, i've never been asked out for a date. period.

this day seemed pretty normal for me though. we defended our research's theoretical framework, we had pictorial for the ad campaign, i ate more cold food than i should and i left my file case in the men's room. OH YEAH!!! asdfghjkl!!! i did. at first i thought twas hilarious and suddenly, it dawned on me heck, it's embarassing.

so what happened? i went inside the men's cr like i normally do and yaddah yaddah yaddah, i left it there with all the johnny's boys' bishonen faces plastered all over it and my name screaming in red. i should get a life, really. and maybe a gorgeous, smart, rich and funny guy for a date this weekened.

*this is an official advertisement. bishonens/gyun-woo-slash-hua-ze-lei-kinda boys living in manila area, im free.*

kring

ps: sorry B2, i won't be able to send you my gift anytime soon.. maybe once i recover from the trauma. *throws rotten egg at postal service*

mad, dancing sausage in bikini

2005-02-10T22:22:00.000+08:00

i should be writing/editing our thesis paper due in 12 hours but i find myself in front of the PC d/ling NELL's 1st album and writing on my blog. wow. so much for not procrastinating. -_-"

anyhows...

this is not good. oh no. NOT GOOD.

too many people have notcied it already that i can't just brush it off anymore.

i, the kring, am getting... FAT. no, not chubby. not merely gaining weight even. im starting to inflate like some cheap salbabida on a hot summer afternoon. demmet.

the last thing i want is to look like a mad, dancing sausage in bikini this coming vacation. fark. aish!!! >_< really. if i actually wear a spag strap, i'd look like a boxer. if i expose my belly, i'd look like a pregnant whore.

in my present condition?

how about no?

i can almost feel 'em. the cursed cellulites making their way through the dermal tissues in my thighs, tummy, lower back and even forehead, looking for a perfect spot where they can reside and spend their lives in forever.. WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS!??! WHAT?! *said in a real telenovela fashion*

kring #3: uh.. kring, you really wanna noe?!

YES!!!

kring #7: for starters, you are addicted to LOPEZ palabok and you can eat a plateful of it every single day. a serving must have around 70,000 calories and you even dream of franchising the canteen or buying the recipe so you'd have eternal supply of the noodles.

kring #2: sugar practically serve as the wall of your intestines considering the amount of chocolate you can gorge watching an episode of manhunt. diabetes is bound to take over your life, believe me.

kring#5: you're an emotional eater. you eat when you're high, you eat when you're homicidal, you eat when you see a YAOISTIC bishie kissing another hot guy, you eat when you fail a test, you eat after a terrible break-up (oh wait, that has never happened before), you eat to celebrate the arrival of your monthly menstruation.. you eat when.. you get the idea.

kring #36: as of this moment (er... and that includes the past 6 months), you absolutely have no exercise. none. nada. the most that you do that requires any physical effort would be to fight with mj. and of course, to try to be noticed by hot guys. honey, the radiation from your computer monitor isn't laser. it wont burn the fat.

OK!!! FINE!!! I GET THE POINT!!! but what's an overweight girl to do?? what am i to do?? i wanna be thin!!! i wanna be toned!!! i wanna i wanna i wanna have the anorexic body of paris hilton !!!

should i be bulimic again?

should i try the random pills/soaps/ointments available on the TV shopping network?

should i get richard simmons as my personal trainor?

i wanna be thin. fuck. *munches on bavarian donut*

kring

kung hei fat... boy

2005-02-08T07:36:00.000+08:00

my previous blog entry was pretty heavy so to balance things out, this one will be kewl...

tonight will be the chinese new year's eve and though the only chinese in me would be my once undying love for zaizai and of course, my desire to work with jay chou and co-produce his album, i knew i had to write something about it.

you see, about a few months ago, i directed and produced a feature for our TV prod subject anout the chinatown in manila. it wasn't that difficult to get around binondo coz my dad's office is located there.

it was definitely a blast making it!!! these things i learned and immona share 'em with you (because we need to be generous, ne?)

1. almost everything you'd buy in charm, souvernir or culture stores is for PROSPERITY. really. you'd wonder why you should even bother buy many of them if you already have the pineapple lantern, the 3 wise men and the mah jong set. they have horses.. buddhas of different shapes and sizes... even porcelain shaolin kids.

2. CHINESE FOOD ROCKS MY FOCKS!!! I SWEAR TO GOD!!! sophisticated and expensive italian pasta is mud compared to chinese food. even the japanese artistic cusine of kiruchibo is no match to chinese delicacies (ok, i made that up). the restos may be notorious for ahem.. "unhygienic practices" but who cares??? dirty food is more delicious anyway. point is, i'm head over heels with chinese cuisine. *stuffs mouth with dimsum and noodles*

3. horses with those carriage-thingies stink. 'nuff said.

4. if you want to marry a cute, full-blooded chinese guy/girl who's good in math, great in business and superlative in bed here in the phils and you have no trace of confucian blood in you, dream on honey! chances are, you'd have major problems with your parents-in-law. (this is but based from what i've heard, ayt?)

5. there are a billion chinese people in the world. don't expect to just bump upon an edison chen-looking knight-in-shining-cheongsam in the streets. seriously.

according to astrologers, this year of the chicken (or was that rooster?) would be a very KARMIC year. which only means that you'd farking reap what you saw last year. you did good, rejoice!!! you were and ass, you're carcass. (i just wanted it to rhyme)

freaky. im not sure if i was nice enough last year or if i was the meanest bitch ever. oh well.

i'm counting on my coin sword. from taiwan. hahaha.

kring

before i forget... KUNG HEI FAT CHOI!!! (how does the mandarin version go again?? somethng something kuai le??)

you [read if you have patience]

2005-02-05T19:29:00.000+08:00

PAIN LASTS LONGER THAN LOVE. that, we must all know. -kring

dear you,

it feels odd. i sit in front of the computer and wonder what the fuck went wrong. i certainly don't know and quite honestly, i'm not sure if you do yourself. you've been told over and over again that you don't have the capacity to feel, that you are forever numb about the world.

it's not even insensitivity. it's but indifference to what others feel. or think. or say. which is a contradiction coz you are very much attached with your emotions. you cry at the sight of a rainbow... you weep at the tune of a melancholic song.

for a long time i've decided not to write about you. afterall, i was still confused myself and didn't really know where i was standing anymore. i am doing this not for you but for myself which had been so lost in my love for you.

i, the kring, should've known better. i merely wanted to give love. that's perhaps the only wrong i've done. you know that. you can never point a finger at me and say that i was evil or i was ahort of a friend. people can attest that all i wanted was to see you smile or hear you laugh. even god can attest that i stormed his gates with prayers for you.

what we had was something special, something i treasured, something i'll probably keep til my last breath. but like any beautiful dream, it has to end. i had to end my insanity and my wishful thinking that i had a niche in your abstract painting of a life.

v-day is just around the corner. i have actually planned to give you a gift... seems like immona have to just give it to someone more deserving of it. i do not hate you. someone taught me never to hate. i just want you to know that you can't always have it your way and in time, you'd realize eveything i'm talking about. one day, someone you love dearly will just pass you by as if you're some unnoticed statue. and it will take some time before you realize that turning your back on me was one of the worst decisions you'd make in your early life.

save your eyes from your tears when everything's unclear, you'll be safe here. from the sheer weight of your doubts and fears, wounded heart... when the light disappears and when this world's insincere you'll be safe here. when nobody hears you scream i'll scream with you, you'll be safe here in my arms through the long cold night sleep tight, you'll be safe here. when no one understands i'll believe, you'll be safe here. put your heart in my hands... you'll be safe here. a song that could've been for you.

i thank you for the memories though. it was good while it lasted. i'm not sure if you'd even get to read this or if you even know who you are knowing how dense you can get. but really, i owe you a lot. be happy. take care.

i just need to say... "enough now, it's over".

kring

...

who's bishier?

shan shan2 <- friend

shogo shogo2 <- the jap guy everyone's drooling over

where's the 7%? (or the i'm so lame entry)

2005-02-03T22:05:00.001+08:00

listening to: my burp

wearing: my heart on my sleeve

earlier today, the japanese not-so-exchange students came to our school for some video expo. unfortuantely, my class wasn't part of those who'll get to mingle with them. demmet!!! but i got to meet them though. this jrock-looking guy they were spazzing over looked just ayt to me... cute but... just ayt.

...

weird. why am i starting to feel like ive got nothing to write about anymore. have i become jaded? dumb? senseless?

so yeah, lemme think of a topic. im not in the mood to review a film or an album right now... i dont have the energy to go hyperventilating over random things like rotten banana peel or purple-laced thongs and i certainly have become tired talking about fuckers.

i wanna do a read-worthy entry. aha!!! the proposed 2% value-added tax on consumer products. asdfghjkl!!! WTF?! ok, so i really dunno what the eff is going on and i won't pretend that im "ze maztah" of philippine politics or economics.

but one thing i do know: the gov has openly admitted that out of the 10% VAT they impose, only 3% of that is acquired. the 7% turns into bubbles and vanish into thin air. wow.

my point?? before they add on to the hardship of the people, why won't they at least DO THEIR JOB FIRST AND ACTUALLY COLLECT THE MISSING 7%??? maybe then our people wpn't have to eat instant noodles 3 times a day, 7 days a week. maybe then our people can actually call themselves citizens of the republic. fuckin' politicians.

so kids, two things:

1. NEVER GET INTO POLITICS.

2. SEX CAN WAIT. MASTURBATE. <--- superlative motto in life!!!

who do you think will i cosplay??

ruriko or gogo??

kring

red lingerie

2005-02-01T21:41:00.000+08:00

i can hardly believe it's already the first day of feb.

and what do you know, it's the month of hearts!!! so in line with that, i decided to change the layout of my blog.

yes, my great friend arianne, who was also the first one to call me a sadist said that my blog's too bland. (BLAND?! WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO, PUT GLITTERS AND NEON PAINT ON IT?!) well, since i adore her and she's like one of the most honest people i know (ahem.. she also openly admits that im wonderful ^_^), i decided to act on it and adapted a new skin (which ate dina showed me).

now why this, you may ask.. well, for starters, the color is just superlative!!! it has this whole valentine feel without it being too mushy or trying-hard. second, there's a vamp lady strapped to a bull's eye sum'in sum'in. she's in her red lingerie awaiting to be gorged. need i say more?

however, there won't be comment options at the end of entries and it's kinda pissing me off.. but since it's only "mad cyn" who actually comments on my entries, i figured, there wont be much difference anyway.

i did get a guestbook though and i do hope visitors WILL sign it. if you wanna comment too, just click on it and say whatever you want.

and oh, i might be changing my layout every month. seeing that there's an increasing number of SWF's around, you can never be too cautious in keeping yout identity and character, ne?

~.~.~.~.

i think i have a lil too much time on my hands nowadays. i'm not even used to it. i get to sleep for 10 hours and watch tv and not study.. i mean, whoah!! i don't think i've been this free on a first quarter of the year since 6th grade!!! or maybe... i'm just being THE PROCRASTINATOR again. i'm disturbed. but who's complainin'?

~.~.~.~.

i usually don't like american guys but

OMFG!!!! JON JOHNSON of manhunt is just LAVA!!!

kring (listening to a whole lotta j-songs)

dont bother reading.

2005-01-29T17:55:00.000+08:00

a nonsense post.

just wanna try if the smileys work. smileycentral sucks and it gave me viruses and shit. (but dang, the smileys there are ssssoooo farking kewl!!!

let's see if the new ones will be as interesting.

ok, so here's the deal. it doesn't lag... there are more smilies on SC (screwing each other... imitating celebs) but along with those are trojans and worms... the silly thing about this though is the word DEMO beside the image (coz i only dl-ed the demo version). wtf? moving on...

also, i've changed the background song to a track from the classic OST and this is one of my faves though i absolutely have no idea who sang it, what the lyrics mean, and even the title. and if you have an idea what it is, please leave a comment.

gawd, the kring is so pathetic.

you are water

2005-01-28T23:50:00.000+08:00

over the past month, i haven't exactly been in the best mood/condition. emotional dilemma, also very obvious in my blog entries. tonight, i chanced upon this composition again by the uber fabolous (yet incredibly straight) gelo. and somehow, i realized... this just speaks for me and what i feel (though im in an entirely different situation).

Flood

(for Kit)

We have become estranged, you and I

as the stars no longer find the asphalt-gray

of streets, the somnolent moon your skin,

the sun the sibilance of speech. How we tremble

now at the slightest hint of touch, the latch

of our desires reopening like a wound.

Watch me now as I say: September's

resolute rains, you are water- fragments

descending as drops from Manila's urban sky.

Thus, you are everywhere, dripping down wallas

and sliding off roofs, filling every crease of road

and crevice of coil. And on the rise of flood

floats the carcass of memory, taking

the muddied form of muck, filthy plastic bags,

venomous piss of rat. In this metropolitan marsh

where nothing is left but a squalid sight of swamps,

soggy lampposts, the third-world remnants

of a storm, I dip my hands and dream of fish.

-Angelo Suarez

*his book The Nymph of MTV is available in bookstores and stuff. BUY IT. and yes, he's the future of philippine poetry. i get to glomp him too.. *

it feels weird.

i didn't know i could open my palms and let it go so soon... and feel at peace this early on. something within screams at me to still feel shattered. and sulk. and be suicidal. but i'm not. not anymore.

now i know what "sassy girl" felt when she was starting to fall for gyeun woo. she knew she was gonna have to move on somehow but it seemed wrong to feel happy and be all smiles that easily...

kring

why am i not on tv???

2005-01-26T22:39:00.000+08:00

i have said this 10 fizzilion times before and immona say this again.

I WANT TO BE FAMOUS!!!

I WANT TO BE FARKING FAMOUS!!!

I WANT TO BE HELLA SUPERLATIVELY FAMOUS!!!

SOMEONE MAKE ME FAMOUS!!! *cries*

...

so what brought about this sudden feeling of unfullfillment??

earlier tonight, we got to be an audience for the first ever USTV Students Choice Awards. there were celebrities who attended the event and cameras were everywhere. people performed, overweight, i mean chubby usherettes in orange gowns strutted on stage to bring the trophies, a cute host named bj captured the kring's heart. ^_^

then again, that's not the point. i felt jealous. mad even. teary-eyed in some way and seriously pissed.

WHY THE FUCK WAS I NOT THE ONE PERFORMING??? WHY WASN'T I THE HOST??? WHY DID I NOT RECEIVE AN AWARD AND WHY AM IN NOT ON TV???

asdfghjkl!!! I HATE THIS FEELING!!!

call me desperate or pathetic or even arrogant but there were more times than once that i felt like throwing saucers at my TV set coz i knew i was better and certainly have more talents than whoever random starlet is trying to sing some mandy moore song on a gameshow (or a korean popstar who tried to make it big here but has, if my sources are correct, decided that she'll go back to her homeland instead... after YG offered her a contract and a savage duet with se7en. im bitter. so what??).

am i not "starry" enough?

and i hate more the fact that I HAVE PROMISED TO FOCUS ON MY STUDIES FIRST AND NEVER TRY TO AUDITION TIL I GRADUATE!!! >_________< i mean, eco's doing his thing now and so are some other people i know and here i am, still having time to put and entry on my blog.

i want people to ask for my autograph, i want to be recognized while im with my mom in the grocery. i want people to ask me to take pics with them!!! i want guys (and girls) to "fanboy/girl" me and spazz like shit when im around!!!

I WANT TO BE FAMOUS!!!

kring

ps: if you get to read this yuki, i've recieved your package already and i also have sent mine. ^.^

pps: no one's reading/visiting my blog. im not used to this unattention. i have to do something about this. im greedy and histrionic.

ppps: HAPPY BDAY JAE JOONG AND MEIMEI!!!

2/10

2005-01-25T21:32:00.000+08:00

only 2 out of 10 people end up spending the rest of their lives with their true, ultimate love.

yes. i heard that, if im not mistaken, on oprah (or some other reliable show).

what a very sad reality indeed. you mean 80% of the world's population are most prolly living in regret, resentment and pain? or maybe they've just become indifferent and had dismissed it as nothing. but come to think of it, that's not so impossible.

arranged marriages, unrequited feelings, lost love... wow. writing about this makes me gloomy already. i certainly don't know how i could handle growing old not with the person i knew i was destined to be with. but then again, how am i to know, right? how are WE to know?

a young lady and a young man were in love. they figured in an accident which caused the girl to be in an unstable condition. her family blamed her boyfriend for what happened and in turn, the guy felt responsible for the tragedy. he fervently prayed to god for his loved one's recovery and promised to dedicate his life to HIM if HE'd only heal and bring back to normal his girlfriend.

weeks later, she was back on her feet again but her boyfriend kept his promise and stayed as far from her as possible. he went to manila and entered the seminary. she, feeling distraught and broken turned to god as well for strength. they never saw each other again though years after, she too went to manila and heard about the boy's whereabouts but never got to talk to him. that time, he was away for something important and it dawned on her that he finally got married and already has a family. it was the sign she's been waiting for... the sign for her to fully devote her life to god as a nun.

years since he left for manila, they saw each other again in a public utility bus, he as a priest and she, as a nun. (she never knew. he didn't have the courage to confess.) it was their closure. the time for them to finally say "thank you... and goodbye." "i love you" seems too much. yet it isn't even enough.

sad, isn't it? noe what's sadder? that's a true story. happened in real life.

that's why i've always believed that the greates stories are the ones written by fate.

kring (guess what i'm listening to. jay chou's song. starts with the word dong.)

when???

2005-01-23T13:38:00.000+08:00

on the 15th of october, i began writing a story titled letters to tin man.

on the 26th of december, i finished it with tear stains on my cheeks. it was the most emotionally draining story i have ever written and for a lot of reasons.

i have not met tin man yet. not even "willa" whom i wrote that composition for. but all i know is that that story has changed my life.

today marks tin man's 18th birthday

and this... is their story.

when do we say enough is enough already? when do we finally sigh and admit to ourselves "it's all over now... i hafta walk away."? is it when we've squeezed every ounce of effort and love within us and it still won't do? or when there's more to be given yet it isn't needed anymore?

reya said i should stop cryin'. and i know that... i'm not sure though if i want to.

eco's 20th birthday tomorrow.

kring (still listening to dong feng po after 38 years)

overrated

2005-01-22T01:51:00.000+08:00

i don't have a life. (well, actually... i do. i'm pretty busy these days, as a matter of fact. just felt like saying that for some reason. it sounded kewl. *winks*)

for that, i created a quiz kinda thing.

if you ever chanced upon this entry, you better answer...

THIS <- what a very original word. @______@

let's see how you guys will fare... *evil laugh*

in line with my "valentine's-day-is-just-around-the-corner-so-let's-get-drunk-and-brood-over-our-unfortunate-fates" theme, allow me to be all spiritual and share with you a very famous passage in the bible...

(incidentally, when i opened my bible, it was already at the page i was looking for... wow.)

1 corinthians 13: 4-8 (best read while listeing to a really sappy love song)

love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. love never gives up and its faith, hope and patience never fail.

love is eternal...

it's so easy for us to say that we are in love. then again, LOVE IS THE MOST OVERRATED WORD IN THE ENGLISH VOCABULARY. if love is defined as such (what was in the passage), then maybe, i really haven't been in love... and perhaps, i won't ever be in this lifetime.

kring

the genius of the broken heart

2005-01-20T01:07:00.000+08:00

listening to: the suicide song, bjork version

how unfortunate of me to have only known recently the fact that in this world, there are three kinds of geniuses: the musical genius (mozart, beethoven), the scientific and mathematical genius (einstein, newton) and charan!!! the genius of the broken heart. what’s more amusing is that i ain’t even making this up. this was actually featured on discovery channel (or was that NGC??) but this, i learned, through ma’am guevera.

it maybe hard to believe at first but come to think of it, whoah, it makes quite a sense. anne rice only started writing as passionately after the death of her daughter which she resurrected in the character of claudia (that’s the girl’s name, btw). j.k. rowling was such a loser and a failure that on table napkins, she vented out her despair through making up a world which we know now as the commercial success harry potter. there was this man, a carpenter, who for 50 years, picked up trash on his way home from work every single afternoon and slowly built a castle out of rubbish, which i think was featured on ripley’s or something.

where am i getting here anyway??

currently, my heart is broken (i seriously dunno how much battery can a heart endure). i realize that during times of depression, i feel more compelled to be artistic. somehow, i’d be able to let out my angst, perhaps even just through my words.

lemme see… i’ve written quite a number of stories already and as i looked back, i came to a conclusion that it wasn’t my skills doing the action but my crazy imagination, triggered by negative emotions. those works were mainly produced out of my genius of the broken heart… they are my frustrations… my concealed pain… and my dreams, both fallen and fulfilled.

wow. i am a farking genius.

it’s ironic though. my poignant real life experiences inspired me to come up with works that have touched others. those works, which allowed me to meet and befriend a lot of people. people, who, funny as it may sound, might actually push me into making other works of the genius of the broken heart. (hope you understand what i’m trying to say)

it’s a sad cycle. but honestly, who cares?

kring

ps: yuki!! i bought you and kei some stuffs.. ^_^

jerejong

2005-01-19T23:41:00.000+08:00

i survived my prelim exam in political dynamics.

i'm not saying i passed or whatever but i was able to take the test without puking, hyperventilating or totally losing consciousness. thank god.

anyhows, since i was away for a long time, lemme share with you my first entry for tonight. nothing major. i've just been playing the role of a matchmaker lately. they've met already... just today. i saw some sparks but let's see what'll come out of this..

let's see what'll happen to...

THE JEREJONG STORY

(as in jeremy and jong. haha!! ^____^ )

kring

ps: i've finally figured out wtf is wrong with the line breaks but it's still killing me!!! can't it be set on auto like in blogdrive??