Watashiwa Bored-desu

your Beauty is innocent.your just like a kid, you
love games being around your friends.your often
naive about your surroundings but thats ok
people find that cute about you

what Beauty do you hold?(with anime pics)
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So you nothing interesting's come up

MINSTREL

You are the Minstrel, the
artistic and introspective personalitys in
fantasy. Minstrels can range from court bards
to wandering performers willing to play their
instruments or sing in any inn they come upon
just to earn some money. Minstrels are very
creative and are naturally artistic. They are
often deep, quiet, and philosophical. Their
thoughts and ideas can be very profound.
Minstrels usually have a way with words or
music. These artists see the beauty around us
or delve within themselves and produce
something new that is truly
wonderful.

Color: Azure
Animal:
Horse
Gem: Sapphire
Symbol:
Harp

Image:
http://www.deviantart.com/view/7352128/

Who would you be if you were a character in an epic fantasy? (beautiful pictures)
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More Anime Alteregos

you are adventures you love spending every second
you can climbing through trees and over rocks.
you love exploring and cant think of anything
more fun to do

what soul do you have? ( Gorgeous anime pics)
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I Like this Anime Character ...

Your anime girl has black hair, blue eyes, and is
very fashionable.


What does your anime girl look like?(girls only)
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So What if I'm not a "Care Bear"?

Nihilist Bear

Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?
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Flower Faerie daw ako

your a flower faerie! your very cheery and bright,
and most of the time your laughing along with
your many friends. nothing ever gets you down
except every once in a while.

what would you be in a fantasy world? (amazing pics!)
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Foot in Mouth

I am usually a tactful person. Tactful to the point of excruciating uneasiness --- on my part.

Blame it on barely 4 hours of sleep, I became more loose with my thoughts and just let it all out.

I finally told *Pong off. She texted me that she misses our conversations and wonders why I've dropped off the face of the earth, at least the part where she is... so i answered her. Because she's makulit, annoying like a fly which comes back no fail to the crevice that is your nose, after swatting it again and again. Well, I told her she was makulit and not the fly bit --- honesty has its limits.

But true to her "persistent" nature, she asked what she's actually done. So I told her again. I told her I didn't like the way she goads people to answer her even if her questions are really nonsense and for the most part, malicious. I also told her that if she had to say something to me, she better say it to my face straight and not play coy when asked about details. Otherwise, it is just hearsay, plain and simple.

I felt a bit better after telling her off. At least now she knows and may be out of my hair. Cruel but unfortunately, true. I don't want to be really cruel but it's as if she has been poised for something, trying to nudge me/ anyone to react to her thoughts. KSP.

Oh well. Next.

I got a call from Vince this afternoon telling me of a night recording. Did I tell you that the recording session last night ended at 1 am this morning?!!! Preposterous. I feel especially bad for Miles who had to wake up or rather prepare for work at 5:30 am.

So when I got a call, it's not that I'm complaining (all right maybe a bit) but I let out my disappointment with going home late or rather early in the morning.

Got the message across, but maybe I shouldn't have added this bit: that the reason we ended late was because the musical director was late and the other singer was late!

Lethargy, Thy Name is Bumpy

I'm feeling out of sorts again. I should be doing a lot of things, not really hard, but you know easy little things --- drudge work, like cleaning my room and studying my Japanese, and organizing my closet and getting some recreational reading done, but alas! have not gotten down to it.

I was supposed to do all the above, but I was sidetracked by Super Rookie, the new Korean TV series I'm watching.

So now, I wonder, how do I manage to do all I should do with recordings every night after work. I now have recordings tonight and tomorrow night for the TV series I'm ghost singing for. Goodie! Another P10T in the piggy bank.

Anyway, can't wait for the coming long weekend !!!

Chuchi Is that You?

Had a really jampacked weekend. Am not so sure I've recovered already because sometimes I still catch myself gasping for breath.

Not a good thing when you're the singer.

Yesterday, I had two recording session with separate musical directors for the TV show I'm ghost-singing on. The first session was with Pipo Cifra, a very convivial fellow who is very talented as well, who was late for 1 HOUR! but was easily forgiven because he was so nice. I thought the 10am-3pm session was sooooo long but we used it all up. And we did only 2 songs!

The morning recording went well. The studio was so spacious and very comfortable. I thought this was a good indication that I will be going through similar conditions later that night when I record a song for Vince.

Ha! I wish! The recording was at 9 pm --- actually I was already there at 8 but the music still had to be recorded so I had to wait for an HOUR! again. The studio was small but clean and new. I was actually feeling sleepy because I just read while waiting. So when it was my turn to sing.... I could only manage to croak! Really, croak. Tragic.

It doesn't increase my 'ganda' points especially as the sound technician/ sound mixer was kinda cute...Was actually surprised that the owner of the studio got my contact details so they can call on me if they need voice talents for commercials...

Oh well...you win some... lose some.

Was very busy last week for the party we organized for PETA. Am so glad it's through. Still, the main comment was, we didn't have a stage manager. Sigh. Oh well. The stage manager was me. Who was also on stage, being the host. And the runner. And the performer. Lagari. It was a blur last Friday and all despite all the minor comments on the lighting, the microphone stands, the wrong name on the powerpoint presentation, it was all okay. Not bad for a darna production.

After all that running around last Friday, I decided to go all the way and continue the heck. Saturday, I had lunch with Che at Persiana, which was so near the Powerbooks sale I wanted to visit. Anyway, we pigged out on meditteranean food -- potato chips, pizza, gyros, mango shake & cake! There has to be something said for a sense of entitlement. I surely felt I was entitled to all the grub.

Got to the Powerbooks sale but left without purchasing anything because it wasn't so much of a sale. I thought everything was 70%, but it was just like their regular store sale, wherein the books I liked were just 20% off. Now why would I want to squeeze into an airless, cramped warehouse room (the sale area was just one room), and horrendous parking? So i left and got a massage!

Yippeee!!! I finally got to try Thai massage. The place I went to was really nice and relaxing, no frills but enough to do the job. There were some instances of pain especially when the attendant poked at me. Now what was that all about?!! Are dry massages really like that? But when I hear my bones crack and pop! Hallelujah! Love it!

As if it were not enough, I got a haircut and a hair treatment. Not wholly content on this indulgent rampage, I bought myself a cup of Starbucks joe. The punchline to this is that as I was savoring my cafe mocha, I felt a warm sensation down my front --- and although, I was lighthearted, that wasn't it. I spilled my coffee all over my shirt. Talk about juvenile. The universe telling me I should cut out the indulgences. Finito.

Later that night, I met Ces's new boyfriend, Macaroni Boy. Unfair that I don't remember his name, because he seems like a genuinely nice guy --- I mean he cooked baked macaroni for his girlfriend, her family and friends --- was even able to take home a stash. I'm happy that my friend seems to have found her other half.

Meanwhile, I wait for the first...

Sneaky Culture Pitstop

This afternoon, after the ocular we made at the Makati Shangrila Hotel for the PETA and other JF grantees reception, Jona and I made a pitstop to Ayala Museum. I really meant to go there, but only to give Ken his long overdue check payment. It was good that he was more or less unoccupied that he had time to show us around Gabby Barredo's exhibit area.

In his press releases, Barredo's artworks don't translate to much. Maybe because the colors he works with are nondescript industrial white, grey and glassy green. Oh, he does installations, sculptures... before I forget. I just hope I can secure an image of his works... I wish I always brought my camera with me. Sigh.

I better get a bigger bag. One that can accommodate my daily essentials: money, kikay things, mini-ipod, lunchbox and digital camera.

So back to Gabby Barredo. I actually liked his collection although I could not imagine people putting his works in their homes. The images are calm but also disturbing. The materials are mostly metal --- springs, cogs, wheels --- and they sometimes move, like machines! It's like Willy Wonka's punk rock metal nightmare. Wonderful. I hope he can design a theater set someday. That would be groovy.

Pieces I like are those that look like underwater corals but are actually moving spring coils set into motion by rotating rods; I also like that of the image with the girl whose hairs have wildly sprung from her arms (not just armpits) and flowed to the floor.

Next time, I will bring my digicam. Gabby Barredo's images are too precious for the internet! ha!

I am a Happy Ajjumma

Culture was the last thing on my mind this past weekend --- at least, Filipino culture in all in its permutations. What was on my schedule was a dvd marathon of korean movies I bought from Divisoria Saturday.

It was horrible going to Divisoria on a Saturday that the next time I go there for another dvd jaunt, I will go on a special leave from the office and shop to my heart's delight.

Joy and I bought a total of 9 korean dvds and most of them were must-sees on my list. Among those I've watched already, I really like Green Chair. Never mind that it is probably soft porn, but it gave hope to my ajjumma-ness/ manang-like state. The movie was about a really intense sexual relationship between a 32year old woman and a 19 year old boy/man. The story was flimsy (hey, maybe it IS softporn) and the characters were not fleshed out. I mean the boy was always there! Doesn't he have other 19year old concerns? School, friends, family? hobbies? All he provides is all too available sex. Not that I am complaining but... well, it would make it a stupendous movie if these details were looked into.



Segue to thoughts of longing. Sigh. I so wish my love life would blossom. It's been so long already that the excuse that the right one will come along--- just I wait --- is getting OLD. Oh well....

In Honor of my Workplace

You Are a Kogyaru!

If it's cute, you'll wear it. Fake and bake, hair bleach, and bright makeup line your bathroom cabinet.As for clothes - anything that's short and cute ("kawaii!").You are the prize object of all sorts of men - but you are really looking for a rich foreign guy.He'll find you out hanging out in Shibuya shopping at the 109, text messaging and sending photos over your cellphone.

What's" Your Japanese Subculture?

Happy Weekend!

I love this! It's confirmed. I thrive on adrenalin. Especially good adrenalin! Oooohhhh, i just love it when things are looking up, after really so-so arrangements.

Today, I met with Marikina Riverbanks and Kitchie Nadal's people for the various projects for 2006 and so far, everything's a-okay!

Am soo excited.

Can't wait to plan for next year.... yippppeeee!!!!

Last night, I recorded a song for Kampanerang Kuba ( a sweet mother-daughter song) and I met Andoy and Eugene. Parang UP pa rin. I also love the fact that these highly recognizable actors/ directors are still down-to-earth. I love being an artist.

Sigh.

I'm off to watch a Spanish film at Greenbelt ---alone. I wish I can go with someone else but, such is life. After the movie, back to the books at home to do my shukudai and benkyoshimasu!

Otsukaresamadeshita!

My Personality Type

Your #1 Match: INFP

The Idealist You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop. You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.

Your #2 Match: ISFP

The Artist You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs. You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.

Your #3 Match: INFJ

The Protector You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them. You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.

What's" Your Personality Type?

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Your Seduction Style: Au Natural

You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism. You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you? You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.

What Kind of Seducer Are You?

How You Life Your Life

You have a good sense of self control and hate to show weakness.You tend to avoid confrontation and stay away from sticky situations.You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.

How Do You Live Your Life?

Slow and Steady

Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder. It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment. They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.

How Do People See You?

Gaya-gaya Part 2

I saw this at weddingbelle's blog, so figured to also to do it myelf.

You Are Chinese Food

Exotic yet ordinary.People think they've had enough of you, but they're back for more in an hour.

What Kind of Food Are You?

Te Doy Mis Ojos... Y Mis Blusas, Mis pantalones, y mis sapatillas... ayayay

In my quest for cultural diva-ship, at least not just being a dilettante (look it up in the dictionary), I made a date with Felice to watch a Spanish movie at the Greenbelt 1. It was such an important thing for me that even the vicious pouring rain did not deter me from arriving at the cinema at 7pm.

And arrive I did --- squelching my way into Landmark. This is the second this happened to me. The first time I understand why I got soaked. I was challenging nature by not bringing my umbrella. But yesterday, I had an umbrella, and still got drenched!

So again, I bought another new ensemble --- simple as I could get (a shirt, clamdiggers and new open toe sandals)! I thought it would be a cheap date. Turned out I forked out about 700 bucks that night!

Oh well...

So, anyway, Felice and I planned to watch "La Ley de los Herodes", a satire, but because the screening that night was by invitation only, a Mexican thingy ----- and we knew of this only that night! --- we caught the other film, "Te Doy Mis Ojos", translated, "Take My Eyes".

It was an intense film about domestic/ marital abuse that engages one from beginning to end. The portrayal of the actors were so real, I was uneasy looking at some of the scenes. Most unforgettable scene for me was when Pilar, the female lead, about to leave for Madrid for a tourguide job at a museum was confronted and humiliated by her husband Antonio. There was this woman, excited at the prospect of a good job at a museum, carefully groomed and then this man, who is supposed to love her, care for her strips her of her pride, her dignity --- literally. And when Pilar reports this assault committed by her husband, she explains when asked if she was physically assaulted, hurt, broken, (I loosely quote) "no, i was not broken outside, but inside..."

The film ventured into the delicate dynamics of a marriage and the cycle of marital abuse. The actor who played Antonio really looked like a mean man, really piercing eyes, bushy eyebrows and imposing built. A shoo-in for the part. But when his character was shown going to therapy, trying to get along with his family and earning an honest keep as an appliance salesman, one can't automatically say that he's evil incarnate. in fact, I can relate to him.

I can just see how easy it is to lose one's temper just like that, at the slightest provocation. And one usually directs it to the person/ people he loves most. Been there, been that. Mental note: anger management therapy.

These are the other insights I got from the movie:
1. the importance of girl-friends -- the support and camaraderie we can give each other
2. that being with a man is not necessarily the only way
3. one must find what makes her truly happy and alive --- no violence involved. in Pilar's case, it was art.

Return of the Comeback

When people write "return of the comeback", I usually think, "can't they think of a better line?" Now, I can confirm. I can' t think of a better line.

I missed blogging partly because of work and partly because I don't want to be out of work. I got scared when I read that people were getting dismissed from their work because of posting blogs... say what the?!!

Anyway, here I am again, defying all that's ethical and proper, to document, not just the mundane aspects of my life, but more importantly find my voice.

Yes folks, I want to find my voice. i want to air my opinion. I want to be heard. I don't want to be just a sounding board of ideas, but a springboard for new ideas --- my ideas.

So instead of concentrating on the feeling and being a pencil pusher, I will regale you with my thoughts on my cultural, social life --- That will put to rest that I'm not doing anything, going out and meeting people.

So there.