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:::| BRASH IRRELEVANCE |:::The Life and Times of a Caustic Little Girlie May 15 MovingI have a new home. http://wagyourwingwang.blogspot.com/ It's sparse and I've only just moved in, so it'll take awhile before it's even recognizable as something that belongs to poppy-tart me. Give it some time. MSN Spaces has been good to me and I hate leaving the customizable themes and cuteness. I guess I wanted to do the legit thing. Full name. Searchable. No more hiding. I'll spiffy it up, I promise. It's still in the works, after all. So be kind. May 10 Good Effing MorningFriday tomorrow. Can't believe this week is almost through. These days I get to work at 6AM which means I'm up at like 5AM watching the likes of Arnold Clavio saying a smiling good morning, and telling me that today's headline features the killer of some mayoralty candidate being apprehended, and that there's been a big bad fire somewhere... who wants to know this at 6AM?! Seriously? I just started my day and you're ruining it already? It makes me grumpy and come to think of it, my TV's almost always on mute. So I never really hear what they're saying, I just see their smiley, beautiful, fresh faces coming at me with blindingly megawatt smiles. Good morning. Smile, your country is in deep shit! People died last night, and people will die today, and oh guess what, the Inquirer says there's been a plot to stuff the ballot boxes with fake-ass votes. Good morning. Why are they so damn happy? Fucking liars. There's nothing fun about this. On the other hand, it makes me snicker. Because I'm Filipino and I was born to laugh at life's miseries - it's inbred. I watch the two guys who tried to hold-up a jeepney and ended up getting beaten up by the passengers and laugh. And now they're in the presinto (precinct) trying to hide the black eyes and bruises from the unforgiving eye of GMA news. LOL. Because it's life. And it's mean. Every single Filipino who walks this earth knows how to laugh at even the saddest things. We were subjugated for 333 years, bitches! We had to stay sane! Maybe this is why our hosts still smile. Hey! Big grin! We've gone to pot! Three more days until the election and the promises and bullshit will finally blow over - I am so effing sick of being sung to sleep by political ads. Paid for by such and such, like Chavit Singson thinking the public's forgiven him for being a gambling kingpin because he brought down a president using the power of the snitch. Speaking of which, Erap, who's been caught on camera rolling the dice and stuff, proclaiming "fight graft and corruption" just doesn't fly. It's like an insult. How stupid do they really think we are? Ugh they're all so damned full of themselves. Uh huh... when this is all done I will be one happy little girl because I'm sick of all the stupid campaigning. It's like a dance of idiots. They make me sick. May 08 Merisi   HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! What a moron. Climbing all the way up that building for some attention. God, public suicidal psychos piss me off. What the heck are they waiting for? "Jump already!" You know they're just in it for the 15 minutes of fame. If you want to off yourself, off yourself dammit, why threaten to do it four times? And the kicker is he pulled the trigger accidentally the fourth time he threatened to shoot himself. According to a sniper who was watching, his finger slipped. Not only did he shoot himself in the head, he fell off the building too. And he never meant it to happen. LOL. Sticky300 - check Spiderman 3 - check FF4: Rise of the Silver Surfer - anticipating, breath held. At heart, I am a geek. The classic bookworm. The one who ate powdered milk, ensconced in the doorway reading Nancy Drew. I love and will always love the written word... and that includes comic books. I was more of an X-men freak though. I remember visiting Chucky back in the day and pilfering his comic book collection. I think it's sacrilege when movies don't exactly follow the comic book format or the story, or even cast the characters properly. At any rate, judging from the trailer of Spidey 3, I had high hopes. Props to Sam Raimi and co for not dashing those hopes. I effing loved the movie! Lurve, lurve, lurve. I just sat there jaw resting on the floor. Tobey Maguire isn't the sexiest thing on earth, but he does play a good Spiderman (other than that embarrassing display of dance moves). And I never would've thought Topher Grace could pull off a Venom, but he did, and it was just crazy. Could all those things have been done? Wow. What a ride. Amazing what they can do with Special F/X nowadays - but I suppose the boundaries just keep getting pushed farther and farther. As a whole I loved it. Could've done with all the teary-eyed close-ups - come on, it wasn't a weepie - but overall, holy shit. Holy. Shit. So now that Spidey's over and done with, what's next on the agenda? I'm thinking Pirates of the Caribbean 3. Shrek 3. And Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer. I can't wait! Movies make summer so much fun! Raindrops are Falling on My HeadSo... just suddenly decided I like *ulp* Cueshe's "Ulan". *Runs and cowers from tomatoes thrown by Abby and various other former friends* He he he. I know. Me liking Pinoy music is like Alex suddenly saying he likes the Backstreet Boys. At any rate, I found out about this song because it got requested at some videoke shindig I had to attend. I don't do videoke - but had to make an exception because this was the first team I'd ever mentored at work - and since all they wanted to do was videoke, videoke it was. (What is with Pinoys, call centers and videoke?). Anyway today is a day for miracles and odd happenstances. If someone actually had the balls to send Paris Hilton to jail (can I just say... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!), then I can post up my first OPM video! Cueshe's "Ulan (Rain)". For the ones who don't do Filipino, essentially it's about a guy who's singing about a girl who broke his heart and left him in the dark and the pouring rain, but that she shouldn't worry because he won't bother her - he's only going to keep stalking her until the day she dies, and that he's her personal peeping tom... okay, that last part isn't true. Cheeseballs and hokum. Enjoy. Cueshe - Ulan May 01 Hair Plug TimeHere's a little Brendan Fraser update. Homie is at the TriBeCa film fest, giving Nicholas Cage a run for his money. Bleargh!
Vintage Brendan. Even though dreams die, we'll always have the memories.
April 28 Saturday Night DivaDamn Rihanna. Now I've got that Umbrella song stuck in my head and it's on constant repeat on my pod. Ella... ella.... So is Linkin Park's "What I've Done". Me and my pop whore tendencies. My one comfort is I got Illi stuck on it too. Nyahaha. Anyway - went shopping today. No therapy like retail therapy, I suppose. In keeping with summery vibes, it's all dresses and bling. Yay! Only payday and I'm poor already. Sometimes, adulthood is a big fat damper on life. Why couldn't I be nineteen forever and keep relying on my parents? Then again if I kept relying on them I'd have been stuck with one pair of shoes because I'm such a good child and I never want them to spend on me because I just get guilty. Sigh. So Paseo's (formally) opening tonight and Chuck's been ringing me to get my ass home and start getting dressed. What to wear, what to wear. Something that disguises the extreme weight gain, por favor. I'll finally get to see this place, since I haven't allowed myself to party in a good long while. I don't know why - I suppose with that binge I went on last year, I out-partied myself. Anyhow... yeah. It's summer so I have decided to let my legs breathe. Thigh cellulite baby! Feast your eyes! I'll blog more later. Maybe. Now see here Okay Chasez, just because Lancie's out of the closet, do you really have to go do the homo thing now? I really hope this is just you being an attention whore. Have you no love for your crazed teenage fans of yesteryear? Where is your utang na loob? Look at this picture. Gay as fuck. All he needs is glitter. April 27 VeeJayJayLinkin Park - What I've Done Not exactly that new, Illi told me about this but I've only just now gotten around to posting it. Much more rockish than the original LP i'm used to but it's not a bad change. Me likes. Me likes. Weird, them having an environmentally correct video, but everyone's on the Al Gore bandwagon after that documentary of his - which, incidentally, I've never seen - but anyway. Rihanna feat. Jay-Z - Umbrella Skip past the Jay-Z part, seriously. God when is he going to go away? Didn't quite like the song at first, it's not the best thing ever, but I'm loving the video and the song is growing on me. Seriously, her legs are killer. I am so damn jealous. And am liking the bronzey concept. April 26 P. M. S.Just when everything seemed okay. I feel lost again. Wondering if I've made the right decisions. I hope it all gets resolved, because shit like this drives me up the wall. I hate not being in control of life in general, when everything seems to be spinning and you just can't seem to find your footing anymore. I tell myself it's PMS, and it helps me feel better. But not quite. Because it isn't PMS. At least work goes on. I'm a certified peer trainer now, which is kind of cool in a weird, didn't-see-it-coming-but-now-that-it's-here-I-think-I-like-it kind of way. Just assisted in my first class today and it was fun, I suppose. I just can't be too happy about it at the moment because at the moment I'm not really happy... This isn't making much sense. Then again, it's 1 in the morning. April 20 Thirty Days AgoI remember dressing up, I remember him packing his bags. I remember my insides feeling torn, as each of the things that made his presence in my life tangible disappeared slowly, swallowed up by a deep purple suitcase. His shaving cream, toothbrush, razor... gone. The last taxi ride, the lonely way home to sheets that smelled just like him. And now it's a month later, and all the memories I've had to suppress crowd my mind, and there's a lump in my throat. I'm back where I was thirty days ago, watching him leave.  Back then, we were so fucking happy. Oh God. It's an omen. A sign. My personal burning bush. Must. Leave. This. Place. Spot the Fun Food Yummy. I could go for the beef "stick" and "mungos soaf." April 19 And Then?So I thought I'd blog and it turns out I have absolutely nothing to blog about. Life goes on the way it always does, the world turns. People die, people are born, people are saved. Rice, work, TV shows. It's the same thing everyday, and sometimes it's depressing to look up from eight hours of work and realize... hey, it's another eight hours of your life you'll never get back. Sometimes, it's just depressing. Since when did being somewhere in your twenties become a time for endless self-searching? I suppose you self-search for most of your life. I just never thought I'd do it at all. Maybe Michael Jackson's got a point - why grow up? Yeah, why grow up when you can spend your time fondling little boys... okay I'm off-tangent here. Anyway, yeah. I never got why people offed themselves, but sometimes, I do. Sometimes you just feel like "what's the point?" Anyway, I get to start something new next week - peer trainer, bitches! Helping out in training the newbies, and things. Should be fun. I still love them calls, though. I always have more fun just sitting there changing stuff. Then again, not something you can do for the next five years of your life. Maybe it's the heat. This city is so fucking hot in a not good way. Not good at all. And I just had to spend yesterday lining up at the x-ray van for my annual x-ray... yay... very nice experience, that. The heat just makes you go crazy. If this city were made of marshmallows, it'd be a sticky gray puddle. Those jeepneys don't help, either. Global warming.. Al Gore.. gibber... gibber... Okay I think I should go home now. At least the weekend's almost here. Maybe I'll watch some Marky Mark to cheer me up, even if her highness Jessica Z. says the only thing that makes it worth watching is when he takes off his shirt. Hmm. Well why else would someone watch a Marky Mark movie? He is the hotness. Even if he's aging. Still the hotness. And, I'm out. April 14 Work ItSo I went jogging today - dragged my absolutely fat ass out of bed and made it work because really, at this age, to have a few extra inches... if it doesn't go now, when's it gonna go? I'm still too poor to afford lipo and I don't like throwing up because it just tastes icky, and anorexia? Please. I like my carbs too much.
Actually had some fun except I felt like a giant rhino. Gasping after jogging the length of a block. Hee hee. It's so pathetic. I suppose I need to work more on the fitness, etc etc... I think I need new socks, really. And some jogging pants. And maybe find a nice gym... got a few candidates but bleah. Why work out if you look like shit? Outfits, baby! It's the outfits! I want a dog so I can take it for a run. Accessories matter.
Speaking of accessories, I'm not allowing myself to party until I've lost 10 lbs. I'm raving, of course and I will most probably go to the formal Paseo opening next weekend, but still. People are hateful to fat people. Fat people shouldn't be allowed to eat or have fun until they're thin... hey I'm just the messenger. Ever walked into a Mickey D's, and seen a big fat lump eating a big fat Mac? What's the first thought that comes into your head? Admit it, it's disgust. It's "what the fuck, go on a diet, fatso." It's the complete opposite if you see a thin person chowing down. "Eat it up, you need it." See?
In a completely unrelated segment, am currently loving Andrea Bocelli's version of Besame Mucho, so here's something to watch. I'm out.
April 13 Heat WaveSummer is here and it's here with a vengeance. It is just soooo fucking hot. I'll blog more later... Chuck's come to kidnap me for lunch somewhere. April 12 Another One Bites the DustSo Illi has gotten bit by the blog bug and has his own bloggie. Velkommen, BF. I knew it'd get you. All your denials are useless! Nya ha ha.
Damn Chuck and his fun new player.... argh. I totally hate spaces right now! Make something that plays fun music, spaces! Grr. Anyways currently stuck on the Cranberries' song "Linger" and it's all because of Chuck's MySpace... argh.
Should I get a MySpace? Everyone has it. Jenna Jameson has it. Even porn stars take time out to blog. Time Magazine awards us the people of the year trophy for making a huge impact. Web 2.0 and all that jazz.
I'm strangely happy for someone who had a horrible day. Wait, now that I think about why I had a horrible day, I feel horrible again. April 11 Cause CélèbreAnd this little bloggie has now reached over 5,000 hits. In two years. Laughably pathetic compared to the number of hits the famous goss-blogs get everyday, but hey this is little old me. I'm a bit of a drop in a huge-ass ocean, and to know that at least six people visit my little place everyday is encouraging. Illi asked me what I'll do now that it's over 5K... I'll keep blogging along like a dutiful little train wreck. I mean who else is gonna write about me anyway? Much lurve goes to the guys who read this every other week. Thanks for giving me some traffic! xoxo, Nikka  |
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