I'm I-T-C-H-I-N-G

i am kitty's puwfy.

Sun, 08 Oct 2006 12:19:07 GMT

*runs around kuro's lj*

♥♥♥

Sun, 10 Sep 2006 13:33:25 GMT

wtf dead link?!
yey. thankies to krista...er...christa. how do you spell yr name again? o.o

so let's do this again :D

NEW BLOG! gasp!

comment first so i can track joo people. i dun want anyone using this blog to stalk someone's daily routine *eherm*

Mon, 04 Sep 2006 11:05:58 GMT

whoa. what happened to my blog?

ill be havin a new blog.
i think thisone's startin to get really messy.

Sun, 03 Sep 2006 17:10:20 GMT

i need to do something. darn.

things to do:

1) restart final fantasy x-2 for the 5th time (yes, i will spend hours playing the ultimate squaresoft preppy game. sorry lord for being so preppy) because i want to have the perfect ending and that means getting all the extra stuff and by getting all the extra stuff means clicking the fucking moogle (a flying rat with a pompom on it's head) on the first chapter! grargh (gamer geek mode~).

2) paint paint paint. like i said, i havent painted/drawn anything (even simple doodles) since finals. finals was crap so i stopped drawing for a while, but now finals is gone and it seems to me that i've enjoyed the whole term break doing the typical bum-gamer lifestyle (good thing bella borrowed my katamari). soo0o0o0ooo...i bought a bucket full (yes. as big as the kfc bucket) of black paint. oh wait...brian said i should try other colors....

3)....anyway, the next thing to do is buy letter transfers, new brushes, and a large piece of heavy duty paper.

4) read. temporary prozac.

blah.

i need money....HUNGER STRIKE! >XD

Fri, 01 Sep 2006 06:47:12 GMT

i just read some of sylvia plath's poems and...

*bows down*

waaaah. hail.

the next thing that comes to my mind is...
why did she die o.o

well yeah...i know. but why do great people die? o.o;;

and i read her daughter's poem...
ah. they have the poetic gene. w0oo0o0o0o0000ooo... @____@

Mon, 28 Aug 2006 16:25:29 GMT

kuro's wishlist:

1) i want my own room goddamnit...
2) ...and ill paint my own room...
3) ...but ill paint one wall plain white for camwhoring purposes...
4) ...and i want a little studio inside my room...
5) ...with a working faucet (so i dont need to get water in the kitchen)...
6) ...i want that stinking headlights in my room (just like the one in One Workshop because it is fucking hot.

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oh and did i mention that we camwhored in tagaytay? posing/balancing yrself in a chair is fun.

(we directed our own shoots...)

miso: "how about less sexy and more pride?"
kuro: "make it work."
haido: "no. climb up then climb down slowly.."

YEHEY!!!!

Fri, 25 Aug 2006 13:01:11 GMT

TOP TEN AKO SA ORISINAL!!!!

WOOOO!

survey

Thu, 24 Aug 2006 15:38:01 GMT

I wish I was a different ethnicity.
I have an eating disorder.
I’m short.
I’m tall.
I think I’m really attractive.
I prefer winter over summer.
I’m a geek. depends.
I’m a shopaholic.
I’m reasonably intelligent.
I’m attracted to girls.
I’m attracted to boys.
I like British accents.
I smoke regularly.
I drink regularly.
I smoke socially.
I drink socially.
I get drunk easily.
I do drugs.
I will never date a bad kisser.
I’ve lied to avoid kissing them again.
I brush my hair at least 50 times a night.
I’m religious.
I’m not religious but have morals.
I lie frequently.
I’m impulsive.
I’m hardworking.
I liked “Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind.”
“She’s All That” is one of my favorite movies
I’m good at History.
I speak more than two languages. uh...kinda
I enjoy taking pictures.
I like spending money on myself.
I like spending money on others.
I have a regular income.
I earn money on a job-by-job basis.
I pay my own bills.
I rely on my parents for money.
I can cook.
I enjoy cleaning.
Tidiness is a must in my life.
I like clutter.
My idea of good music is Britney Spears.
I have heard of Blonde Redhead.
I enjoy Blonde Redhead.
I’m fashion-conscious.
I have good taste.
People tell me I have good taste.
I excel academically.
I’m told I have yet to fulfill my potential.
I’m good at sports.
I’m good at certain sports.
I couldn’t do sports to save my life.
I’m creative.
I’m artistically inclined.
I wanna be an artist when I grow up.
I wanna be an engineer when I grow up.
I eat when I’m upset.
I cannot adapt to change.
I’m interested in politics.
I have shoplifted.
I download MP3s.
I’ve done underage drinking.
I’ve gone underage clubbing.
I can dance reasonably well.
I can dance extremely well.
I dance like a cardboard gorilla.
I can sing.
I can sing like someone stepped on my foot.
I can swim.
I enjoy surveys. only when im bored
I keep a journal.
My teachers don’t like me.
I enjoy controversy.
I can be a bitch/bastard.
I have a thing for bad boys/girls.
I have tattoos.
I’ve been in a nudist colony.
I’m not sure if I want to have children.
I’m not sure if I’ll get married.
I know who I will marry.
I’m interesting.
I’m a good liar.
People enjoy talking to me.
I annoy people from time to time.
I’m a born leader.
I’m a born leader but shouldn’t lead.
I enjoy filching.
I have a foot fetish.
I have a shoe fetish.
I watch “Sex and the City.”
I don’t think Sarah Jessica Parker is pretty.
I wanna be J.Lo.
I cut myself.
I’ve cut myself.
I hate people who pretend to be suicidal.
I hate popular people.
I think cheerleading is a sport.
I’m photogenic.
I live in Chucks.
I think graffiti is art.
I have dated a criminal.
I have been cheated on.
I have cheated on someone.
I have a temper.
I like playgrounds.
I dance in the rain.
I’m obsessed with Shakespeare.
I have tan lines.
My favorite color is pink.
My favorite color is black.
I would classify myself as emo.
I’m musically inclined.
I like listening to music.
I like music-blasting cars.
Thongs are comfortable.
I like flip-flops.
I know what monogamy is…
…and I believe in it.
I wanna be a social worker when I grow up.
I have sibling/s.
My siblings annoy me.
I think “South Park” is funny.
I believe in love.

tagged by bella

Mon, 21 Aug 2006 12:23:16 GMT

List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.

1. I Will See You Through by The Secret Goldfish

always be with you
i will leave you too
i dont know what to do
i will see you through

said he still loves you
loves another too
i dont know what to do
i will see you through

2. Deceptacon by Le Tigre

I take you home now watch me get you hot

yeeeeess.

3. Venus Bonding : Erotic Mars by The Secret Goldfish

(i cant find the lyrics o.o)

4. The Olde Headboard by Rasputina

Where'd you get the dumb idea
For all the secretive platonic dating?
I have experience
In the love and the lives
Of Man and Machine.

5. Into the Morning by The Weekend

... drinking peach schnapps and hanging out in our underwear... going to parties and leaving because there's noone there... skipping our classes cause really we don't even care about anything at all... we'll get tatoos that we swear we'll never hate... break the rules and stay out way too late... ain't life grand, isn't it great having no care in the world?
It was young love at it's best and it's you that I'll remember.

6. Signs of the Zodiac by Rasputina

Can you avoid what gave Daddy his heart attack?
Have you tried everything, anything
All to no avail?

7. Life in Mono by Mono

The tree-lined avenue
begins to fade from view
drowning past regrets
in tea and cigarettes
but I can’t seem to forget
when you came along
Ingenue

i tag everyone!

Fri, 18 Aug 2006 15:44:31 GMT

one.

"Suicidal poets are more detached from others and more preoccupied with themselves," says Shannon Wiltsey Stirman, M.A., of the University of Pennsylvania. "Our research also illustrates how text analysis can reveal characteristics of writing that may be associated with suicide and therefore could be useful in predicting suicide among poets."

two.

"Stirman and co-author James W. Pennebaker, Ph.D., of the University of Texas at Austin, note that suicide rates are much higher among poets than among other literary writers and the general population, although most poets do not commit suicide. Many suicidal poets suffer from some form of depressive disorder throughout their lives, however."

three.

"Suicidal poets selected for the study were John Berryman, Hart Crane, Sergei Esenin, Adam L. Gordon, Randall Jarrell, Vladimir Mayakovsky, Sylvia Plath, Sarah Teasdale and Anne Sexton."

from: http://www.namiscc.org/newsletters/July01/suicideprevention.htm

Fri, 18 Aug 2006 15:32:44 GMT

i think ill fail chemistry....
or engltwo....
or chemistry lab....
or even relstwo....

maybe ill fail these 4 subjects.
darn. it's starting again.

*sigh*

i want to play the piano again.

the ivory's turning yellow.

Fri, 18 Aug 2006 15:25:51 GMT

my chemistry professor's kind enough to reschedule my exam and to think that i called him monkey while i was looking for him. he did, however, told me this:

"oh and dont forget to wear formal on wednesday....for plus points. that's blouse and skirt. no blouse or skirt, no plus points."

nasty.

everyone's so stressed out today and the only remedy for it was to take pictures.

most poets i know are neurotic.

....

di ba kaya nag-draw lots lang ang diyos para mapili kung sino magiging magaling? kung hindi manyung diyos yung may pakana nito, sino nagdedesisyon para dito?

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 16:42:44 GMT

just this morning i was oozing with lots and lots of ideas about the paper. i actually drove reggie, jomic, and christa mad for all that quantum molecule related talking (loi likes it...surprisingly). and just this morning i was beginning to love phsyics.

and now while i was writing it, i encountered several problems like:

1) i forgot the stuff i said.
2) i forgot the whole quantum teleportation thing again.
3) i didnt understand the quantum teleportation notes i so-lovingly-wrote.

eventually i was able to pull it off again after re-reading the whole fucking article. i ended up with 10 pages. that's ok. i was kinda expecting 12 or more...but heck.

and yes...printing.

WE DONT HAVE BLACK INK ANYMORE.

what the fucking crap.

1) print it in dark blue and hope the professor wouldnt notice.
2) print it in blue and have it photocopied.

meep. bad luck.
oh well. at least im done.
happy happy joy joy.

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this is the last of the quantum talk.

one.

anyway. blackholes cannot become wormholes because they're vacuum space. like what joey said, your molecules will get stretched and stuff. whereas wormholes are said to be like tunnels, passing through a wormhole will have no effect in your molecules because it isnt vacuum space.

and yeah. walking through wormholes seems like travelling faster-than-light (superluminal) but it's not. subluminal (slower-than-light) speed can be used inside wormholes. it's an effect of going inside a shortcut, you think your way too fast. it's some kind of effect like seeing a fast car. only in a different way: driver's think theyre moving very fast but in fact theyre reallys slow.

two.

guess what. i finally figured out what quantum entanglement means! *tears of joy* it's two objects in different location that are able to see the same event without some sort of interference or arrangement.

three.

i learned new words like qubit and subluminal and superluminal and and and....stuff you can use in OWRD FACTORY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA. *eherm*

im hungry o.o

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hooray to kumo for buying me the Anna Karenina cd! woohoo!

miso, i hope you read this. i dun have load dude~ but yeah, i wanna go to tagaytay. just dont fucking push me near the ledge >/

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oh no. art journals on friday and i havent drawn anything! and tomorrows the start of my finals! (and friday too)

so like i said

Tue, 15 Aug 2006 14:19:31 GMT

...im making a paper about quantum teleportation...or teleportation in general. i see where this is going. first, me and arun and pat (a physics major friendly friend of mine) were talking about the possibilities then the topic evolved into consiousness.

processes:

1) make a copy of yourself starting from the microscopic elements in your body (like atoms), then teleport your "clone". some say you have to die in the process of "copying". (quantum teleportation)

2) look for a fold in the space-time and enter it (wormhole).

...or...

3) move faster than the speed of light.

my sister told me before why moving faster-than-light is philosophically impossible. ok so now i need her. but anyway, number 2 and 3 is out of the question.

so yeah. quantum teleportation makes copies of atoms. but doesnt that seem impossible? i mean knowing that you have to locate the exact space and location of an atom is impossible since quantum molecules are random. therefore, copying can lead to several flaws. there's a possibility that every copy is imperfect, like photocopy machines and video copying, there's a great possibility that the "clone" will be missing a lot of parts (like organs) because of the uncopied atoms.

suppose the teleportation device is perfect and is able to copy a person perfectly (biologically), is it possible to copy one's stream of consciousness?

what is consciousness exactly?

is the brain a state machine that can be copied?
(well, maybe yes...and no o.o i mean computers are all about boolean stuff. calculating things that are specified to them but maybe.....)

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sudden burst of idea:

since nobody knows about blackholes, there's a possibility that blackholes are the wormholes in space-time. kewl.

i guess i should research on that one.

weezums

Tue, 15 Aug 2006 12:45:09 GMT

Two Names You Go By:
1.) AK
2.) kuro

Two Parts of Your Heritage:
1.) filipino of course
2.) spanish and chinese (according to my mom)

Two Things You Are Wearing Right Now:
1.) shorts
2.) white shirt

Two Things You Would Want In A Relationship:
1.) love ahaha.
2.) and uh....happy stuff

Two Of Your Favorite Hobbies:
1.) drawing
2.) playstation!

Two Things You Want Really Badly At The Moment:
1.) Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf - im curious.
2.) akai :D

Two Pets You Had/Have:
1.) a male dog
2.) a female dog

Two People Who Will Fill This Out:
1.) you!
2.) and you!

Two Things You Did Last Night:
1.) watched The Hours for the 2nd time
2.) researched on quantum teleportation

Two Things You Ate Today:
1.) matamis na saging
2.) pizza

Two People You Last Talked To:
1.) akai
2.) mameh

Two Things You're Doing Tomorrow:
1.) return 3 overdue books.
2.) write a paper on QUANTUM TELEPORTATION. GRR.

Two Of The Longest Car Rides You've Been On:
1.) Bicol
2.) hmmm...the MOS trip :)

Two Favorite Holidays:
1.) my birthday. it's a holiday goddamit >:D
2.) christmas :)

Two Things You Can't Live Without:
1.) hmmm....
2.) ....hmmmm.

Two Things You Should Be Doing Instead Of This:
1.) start writing on quantum teleportation
2.) read alice's adventure in wonderland and through the looking glass by lewis carol

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why am i making a paper on quantum teleportation again?

mrrr.

Nicole Kidman played Virginia Woolf??

Mon, 14 Aug 2006 02:40:23 GMT

slept around 3.00 just to watch this movie.

The Hours (2002)

it's about virginia woolf and the novel Mrs. Dalloway!

nicole kidman + prosthetics = virginia woolf.

oh god. that's cute.

and miranda richardson is in the movie too XD (that's great. she played virginia woolf's sister)

i think i should buy the book...and the dvd.

"Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more. It's contrast."

Sat, 12 Aug 2006 16:32:40 GMT

ok. i kust had the weirdest idea. maybe...if i post my favorite poems here, have someone to closeread `em (because i suck), i might be able to map out stuff about me. not that i don't know myself but yeah. im curious.

malate has good taste. now im into szymborska.

Water
Wislawa Szymborska

A raindrop fell on my hand,
crafted from the Ganges and the Nile,

from the ascended frost of a seal's whiskers,
from water in broken pots in the cities of Ys and Tyres.

On my index finger
the Caspian Sea isn't landlocked,

amd the Pacific flows meekly into the Rudava,
the one that flew in a cloud over Paris

in seventeen sixty-four
on the seventh of May at three in the morning.

There are not ebough lip to pronounce
your transient names, O water.

I would have to say them in every language
pronouncing all the vowels at once,

at the same time keeping silent-for the sake of a lake
that waited in vain for a name,

and is no longer on earth-as it is in the heavens,
whose stars are no longer reflected in it.

Someone ws drowning; someone dying
called out for you. That was long ago and yesterday.

You extinguished houses; you carried them off
like trees, forests like cities.

You were in baptismal fonts and in bathtubs of courtesans,
in kisses, in shrouds.

Eating away at stones, fueling rainbows.
In the sweat and dew of pyramids and lilacs.

How light all this is in the raindrop.
How delicately the world touches me.

Whenever wherever whatever has happened
is writtenn in the waters of Babel.

Sat, 12 Aug 2006 16:09:29 GMT

today's their "annual sale" on all books and i was pretty much excited to buy something random...like the books i see in malate or the ones they mention a lot in the logbook. so i looked for money and manage to find a ripped 500 peso bill and 40 dollars in my secret stash and waste it all on books, books, and cd. but yeah. powerbooks is a rip-off.

the guy at the money exchange store thought i was some kinda foreigner.
(because my mom told me to use the calculator. so i did and...)

me: *gives him the 40 bucks and shows the calculated price*
him: may piso ka ba?
me: *stares blankly into space*
him: hu-wan peh-sooow? *some weird hand gestures*

-off to powerbooks. weee.-

...and so i got there and looked for tim burton's melancholy death of oyster boy. they only have one copy and it was probably the shittiest copy i ever saw. there was no plastic-thingey that protects it and the cover was kinda messed up. the pages looked ok but heck, i want a better copy because it's 625 bucks! jesus.

unfortunately that was the last copy.
(and yeah. i bought akai a poetry book thingey! :D)

here's one i noticed. George Orwell's Animal Farm costs 325 bucks in powerbooks (note: SALE). the same copy in national bookstore costs 185. imagine that.

-music one-

i love music one. and i will love it even more if they have those assistant people that will recommend you stuff. one thing bothers me though...

bakit wala pa rin silang melissa auf der maur?!

grr.
anyway i promised myself to buy something random. there's a serge gainsbrough (pano ba spell to..) cd and the others, but i hear it a lot on gian's laptop.i want something new..so i bought the secret goldfish's aqua-pet...you make me...and it's color pink!!!

it's a nice cd. i like female vocalists :D

(oh yeah. adrian recommended regina spektor. hmmmm.)

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money left: 200 + 110..that makes 310. yey.

----

i saw billy corgan's book. forgot the name. i kinda don't like it. maybe it's just a matter of taste.

i like poetry but i can't write `em.

Parting with a View
Wislawa Szymborska

I don't begrudge the spring
for coming back again.
I can't blame it
for doing its duty
the same as every year.

I realize the sorrow
won't halt the greenery.
If a blade wavers,
it's only from the wind.

It doesn't cause me pain,
that clumps of alder above the waters
have something to rustle with again.

I accept
that -as though you were still alive-
the shore of a certain lake
has remained as beautiful as it was.

I don't hold a grudge
against a view for a view
onto a bay dazzled by the sun.

I can even imagine,
that some-not-us
are sitting now
on a toppled birch stump.

I respect their right
to whispers, laughter,
and happy silence.

I even assume
they're bound by love
and that he puts a living arm around her.

Something recently birdly
rustles in the bulrushes.
I seincerely hope
they hear it.

Let them be as they were,
those waves lapping on the shore,
sometimes swift, sometimes lazy,
and obedient not to me.

I ask nothing
of the deep waters below the woods,
emerald,
sapphire,
black.

To one thing I won't agree.
To my return.
The privilege of presence-
that I'll give up.

I've survived you just enough
but only enough,
to reflect you from afar.

malate night

Tue, 08 Aug 2006 14:12:27 GMT

yeyey.

kakasabi ko lang kay yot nung poetry nights sa powerbooks na di ako nagbabasa. sabi niya "magbasa ka".

i just bought a copy of alice's adventure in wonderland and through the looking glass. i love alice, especially the jabberwocky poem. (oh yeah. and did you know that jabberwock means nonsense?)

just found my old love for books. i want to buy tim burton's the melancholy death of oyster boy (dunno the exact title).

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malate night today! it was fun~~ i likey like it. too bad i had a migraine attack and i suddenly realized that i lost something (but i found it so it's not lost anymore) and i have to run all the way back to miguel building and and and...

so yeah. i bought coffee aeven though i promised akai that i will stop drinking coffee (kasi naaddict na ako at nagyeyellow na ngipin ko). i need it. i have migraine.

i just realized that sps coffee vending machine is nice. it's a living organism and it's quite undpredictable - i bet it's moody. sometimes it gives you too much water, sometimes it gives you too much cream and bla. wutever. sometimes it tastes like starbucks' coffee jelly. but, today it gave me too much milk that my coffee tasted like arnibal. oh well. at least it stopped the pain for 30 minutes.

anyway, me and antonette made a storybook thingey with english accent and it turned out cute. i got nervous (wtf nervous?!?) so i kinda had a hard time changing my accent in the first two lines. practice practice. grrrr.

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Mummy Boy
by Tim Burton

He wasn't soft and pink
with a fat little tummy;
he was hard and hollow,
a little boy mummy.

"Tell us, please, Doctor,
the reason or cause,
why our bundle of joy
is just a bundle of gauze."

"My diagnosis," he said, "for better or worse,
is that your son is the result
of an old pharaoh's curse,"

That night they talked
of their son's odd condition
they called him "a reject
from an archaeological expedition."

They thought of some complex
scientific explanation,
but assumed it was simple
supernatural reincarnation.

With the other young tots
he only played twice,
an ancient game of virgin sacrifice.
(But the kids ran away, saying, "You aren't very nice.")

Alone and rejected,
Mummy Boy wept,
then went to the cabinet
where the snack food was kept.

He wiped his wet sockets with his mummified sleeve,
and sat down to a bowl of sugar-frosted tana leaves.

One dark, gloomy day,
from out of the fog,
appeared a little white mummy dog.

For his new found wrapped pet,
he did many things,
like building a dog house
a`la Pyramid of Kings

It was late in the day
just before dark.
Mummy Boy took his dog
for a walk in the park.

The park was empty except for a squirrel,
and a birthday party for a Mexican girl.

The boys and girls had all started to play,
but noticed that thing that looked like papier mache.

"Look, it's a piñata" said one of the boys,
"let's crack it wide open and get the candy and toys."

They took a baseball bat and whacked open his head.
Mummy Boy fell to the ground;
he finally was dead.

Inside of his head were no candy or prizes,
just a few stray beetles
of various sizes.

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so uh...ill be buying new paint tomorrow :D
yey.
expect new works from me soon.

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1) why do scary ghosts have to come in whites and have long hairs??
2) why do they usually appear at night and not scare people by daytime??
3) howcome scary things sound like little children??
4) can a ghost wear something polka-dotted and still be scary??

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tomorrow's the finals for p.e. taekwondo.
and i have the monthly period.

so these are the days when i dont like being a woman.
dysmenorrhea.

do you even know the fucking feeling of dysmenorrhea?!
it's like having diarrhea, a bad stomach, constipation, and cramps. and you feel like throwing up too.

so doing 45 degree and front kicks, stretching exercises will definitely dislocate my napkin in it's holy goddamn freaking place.

and yeah. having *it makes you feel like you have caramel between your thighs. ugh.

dinekwat kay timmy

Mon, 07 Aug 2006 15:28:47 GMT

FOUR NAMES PEOPLE CALL YOU (now)
01. ak (school)
02. ge,bage (family...cousins)
03. kuro (my friends)
04. kitty (akai.)

FOUR GUILTY PLEASURES
01. beefy nachos with extra triple cheese.
02. soft tacos withe xtra gourmet cheese.
03. shopping for hair products.
04. akai.

FOUR FAVORITE THINGS
01. my first year highschool dead lizard paperweight project.
02. my violin.
03. my bookshelf + books.
04. my portfolio.

FOUR SONGS YOU CAN LISTEN TO OVER AND OVER AGAIN (this often changes)
01. in the red - sarah fimm
02. venus as a boy - bjork
03. still - alanis morissette
04. endomorph - rasputina

FOUR WEBSITES YOU VISIT DAILY
01. livejournal
02. my friend's other blog
03. deviantart.com
04. my mail.

FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS
01. nachos. nachos. nachos.
02. maguro sushi. (kasalanan ni sarah.)
03. pasta.
04. hmmm. stuff i eat at home? o.o

FOUR TELEVISION SHOWS YOU ENJOY WATCHING
01. drawn together
02. the simpsons
03. rocko's modern life
04. that 70s show

FOUR MOVIES YOU ENJOY WATCHING
01. hmm. right now. would be imagine me & you
02. my first mister
03. anna karenina
04. sex and lucia!

FOUR PLEASING IMAGES
01. akai.
02. drawings. yung mga bagay na pwede titigan tapos maya alam mo na kung papaano gawin
03. the green green grass.
04. my hair. when it's styled and stuff >:)

FOUR TYPES OF MUSIC YOU ENJOY LISTENING TO
01. indie
02. cello rock
03. trip hop
04. anything that has percussions with a beat of techno and wutever stuff. i dunno what it's called.

FOUR JOBS YOU'VE HAD IN YOUR LIFE
01. henna tatoo artist.
02. student.
03. student.
04. student.

FOUR THINGS YOU ENJOY READING
01. the sandman series
02. alice's adventure in wonderland
03. through the looking glass
04. TIME

FOUR PLACES YOU'D RATHER BE NOW
01. spain.
02. somewhere in england. i want to sell flowers.
03. in a 50's jazzy club. meron pa ba nun?
04. countryside. somewhere.

A - Available?: owned
A - Age: 18
A - Annoyance: SAJISE.

B - Best Friend?: hm.
B - Bar: a 50's jazzy bar..if there's one...
B - Birthday: march 23

C - Crush: akai.
C - Car: none
C - Cat: they all died.

D - Dead Pets Name: muji, fuji, hamm, honeybunny (my sister named this hamster after an episode rescue 911), teri, muji jr., fuji jr., buta, pusa - hamsters. goldie, peachy, pinya, itim, and the other one - cats, karen - dog.
D - Dads Name: cesar.
D - Dog: tanya and kitoy.

E - Easiest person to talk to: akai.
E - Eggs: raw. scrambled. sunny side up. half-cooked.
E - Email: .

F - Favourite color: anything that looks good on me. no neon colors please.
F - Food: nachos.
F - Foreign Slang: "holy fucking christ"

G - Gummy Bears or Worms: worms. i like to separate the colors.
G - God: is asexual.
G - Good Time: when i came over to your house.

H - Hair Color: black.
H - Happy Now? : no. i have cramps.

I - Ice Cream: vanilla. with cherries on top.
I - Instrument: violin, few skills with the drums and guitar but oh well. piano.
I - Idol: right now would be carrie ann baade.

J - Jewelry: silver....or anything that's made of wood.
J - Job: i miss tatooing. i want to learn permanent tatooing...
J - Joke: "ano sinabi ng tinga sa kulangot?"

K - Kids: i dont like kids and i dont like the fact that they came inside you. the act of making them...hmmm. guys? meh.
K - Karate: aikido.
K - Kung fu: wushu's nice.

L - Longest Car journey: bicol.
L - Longest Relationship: 2 years and counting.
L - Love: is right after 3 seconds.

M - Milk Flavour: creamy. ahaha.
M - Mothers Name: efigenia. from greek mythology. wrong spelling. it's her teacher's fault.
M - Movie Last Watched: the last temptation of christ. then saw some cute scenes from imagine you & me.

N - Number of Siblings: 2
N - Northern or Southern: whatever's nice.
N - Name: it's up there.

O - One Wish?: to have many more wishes and that they will all come true.
O - One Phobia?: i have 3 actually. 1 = syringes.
O - Otter Pop: hm.

P - Parents, are they married or divorced: together and bumpy.
P - Part of your appearance you like best: my hair.
P - Part of your Personality you like best: let me think.

Q - Quote: stuff i learned from military "class" - n-e-v-e-r. never quit sir.
Q - Question for the next person?: hi. miss me? because i do.
Q - Quick or Slow?: gentle. slow. faster. stop.

R - Reason to smile: all the fucking cute scenes i saw earlier. damn :D
R - Reality TV Show: america's next top model and project runway
R - Right or Left: both?

S - Song Last Heard: be like water - sarah fimm.
S - Season: winter. because it's an excuse to cuddle someone.
S - Sex:

T - Time you woke up: 9.00
T - Time Now: 12.00
T - Time for bed: 1.00, but i promised someone that id sleep early.

U - Unknown Fact about me: i can only kill cockroaches when im wearing combat boots.
U - Unicorns: theyre not horses.
U - U are? : fucking cramps.

V - Vegetable you hate: ampalaya..and corn.
V - Vegetable you love: kangkong!
V - View on Politics: 1)it's cyclical, 2)i dont even know what's right right anymore

W - Worst Habits: laziness.
W - Where are you going to travel next?: somewhere really really far. i hope they change the laws.

X - X-Rays: last year. school's fault.
X - X-Rated Porn: pictures or videos? i saw gay porn last week because i was curious.
X - X-tra special someone: stuff i usually put on vanilla ice creams.

Y - Year you were born: 1988
Y - Year it is now: 2006
Y - Yellow: reminds me of the recital.

Z - Zoo Animal: tigers
Z - Zodiac: aries
Z - Zoolander: oooh. milla jovovich was there!

art farting 2.

Sun, 06 Aug 2006 14:30:40 GMT

based on my deviantart posts.

1 - an attempt to do watercolor. ive pretty much soaked up the paper.
2 - rediscovered the power of crayons.
3 - ink and postercolor. tried doing new stuff like cut & paste words.
4 - my first attempt on pop art. it sucked. pop art + me = no.
5 - tried watercolor again. but this time, more colors.
6 - tried ink after having calligraphy lessons during art appreciation class...
7 - ...and it was fun doing it. so i merged a lot of stuff.
8 - ink again, with a little bit of digital help. i think i messed it up.
9 - got an image of kurt cobain and modified it in adobe. then the other stuff are brushes, smudges, blots and whatever. purely digital.
10 - very first attempt in using house paint + watercolor. it worked well.

art farting.

Sun, 06 Aug 2006 13:42:59 GMT

...so my mom's pretty convinced that i am either depressed or i have a mental problem just because her officemates told her that my drawings are "dark". according to what my mom said, her officemates asked her if i was depressed/problematic because my drawings are "very close to the dark side". wo0o0o0oooo.

define "the dark side". how dark is it? is it because i use the color black often?

oh great.

the next day while we were eating, she mentioned that maybe i should start drawing children playing or bright happy sunny stuff so they wouldn't think that i am depressed. i told her that they're too shallow to understand anything...

...and that business men/bosses only put art in their offices in order to elevate their status. few people buy art because of the meaning or how they have executed it or whatever deeper meaning they see in the art. whatever bleh.

ok. let's start using pink for the mean time.

it's time for me to buy some paint and new brushes. doo doo doo~

-edit-

im still experimenting.

im biased.

Sun, 06 Aug 2006 13:24:39 GMT

i watched the taekwondo competition yesterday with my classmates for that extra grade our professor promised us and went home 2 hours after that because it was effing boring. the philippine taekwondo association was all about screaming "cha" and kayabangan (well not everyone of course) i mean, first of all, who's going to do martial arts with a layered hair and not even tying it up so it wont go all over your face?? and yeah, they presented taekwondo stuff. cheat. everything was pure cheating. i dare them to split a piece of bamboo with a 45 degree kick. still, the jumping + kicking stuff was amusing.

the contest proper...hmm. boring. me and jin woo were waiting for someone to charge his/her opponent jump and do a roundhouse kick (yep pwede daw yun) but no. *sigh* ufc is kewl because there's blood.

----

i bought a new ps2 game at the university mall yesterday.

kingdom hearts is cool. i started playing it not knowing that i dont have a memory card to save my game.

something in this game bothers me though, the lead character's name is "Roxas" and they keep on pronouncing it as "Roksas" rather than "Rohas". ahaha. maybe because im a filipino and that's how i pronounce it but hell. who cares.

grr

Thu, 03 Aug 2006 11:50:08 GMT

ok. so i am a bloody freaking O. an O! i knew it...im right. >/

professor: ah! howcome your hand's cold and pale?! *starts massaging left hand*
me: i told you miss, i hate needles! O______O;
professor: ok are you ready? *squeezes teh hand*
me: ok ok ok.. O______O;;
(me: ok. if it hurts ill scream jesus instead of fuck. omg omg here it is...)
-prick!-
me: holy...FUCK!
professor: did it hurt? hey howcome there's no blood? *squeezes more*
me: ..... ;o;

it hurts ;o;

Sat, 29 Jul 2006 10:58:34 GMT

The alien boys are here today
Clicking their heels behind me
Chatter boy toys
They couldn’t find me
I’m floating above

I wanted to show you the milk of the moon
But you couldn’t get past my name
If there is life in this room I invite you to leave
Never come back again

They come from the dark
And hide right behind the sun
In beams of the dead they travel
They travel too far.

To tear me up
To break me down
To put me into the lion’s mouth

To tear me up
you broke me down
You put me into the lion’s mouth
And I want you to know.

You tore me up
You broke me down
Alien Boy.