bargain trip!

current song: DV by Cambio

'Sinong marunong pumunta,pwede ba 'kong sumama....dvsoria, dvsoria, dvsoria...'

I had a long week.

I mean, I felt like I haven't sleep in days.

By the way, I survived 168, last saturday. Kudos! After my shift we went straight to the busy, crowded and dare I say overpopulated divisoria, where the 168 and Tutuban malls are. FYI, I drank two bottles of Lipovitan Ira (Lite) to keep me up and running. This is the ultimate journey to an unchartered territory. For the first time, we went to the flea market. And literally, there are fleas. The traffic was so horrible. But I guess, Manila wouldn't be Manila without migraine-causing traffic jams. Thanks to Lipovitan, I did not turn into a moody-wreck (not that much, at least).See the picture, I'm still on sugar-high.

The thing is the traffic was not the problem. Navigating through a sea of people was the most challenging part of our trip. But we've already expected that. We've psyched ourselves out, to hope for the best and expect for the worst

The whole trip was planned from the "what to wear" to "how in the world are we going to get out of there".

Dress not to impress. You're not going to a fashion show,dearie. We didn't want to lure kidnappers or hold-uppers towards our direction. Use comfortable clothes and footwear. It is advisable not to use slippers or sandals lest you still have an extra money for foot spa. The key is to be as toned-down as possible,so as not to attract any of the possible suspects.

Where to put the moolah? Piece of advice, no need to show off your Girbaud wallet or your Prada purse. Use your pocket. As much as possible do not store your money in one secured place. Since the dawn of the 21st century, thieves have already mastered the art of pick-pocketing.. You can't afford to loose all of what you've earned by being plain stupid. Use your nutcase. Spread the benjamins, in all corners of your body. If you can hide the money in between your cleavage, by god, do so!

Consume an ample amount of energy drink. You'll need all the strength and sanity to rummage the whole jungle of cheap buys.

Stick to your friends or to whoever you are with, if you're not that good in directions.

Stick to your list. No need to expound. Just please buy what's in the darn list.

Shop like there is tomorrow. Stick to your budget. Remember that when you die, this things will be left behind. Don't let Satan catch you holding on to those, sack of clothes you got for only 500 pesos.

I have realized that when it comes to shopping, nothing is impossible. People will always find their way to get their money's worth even if they have to bump and grind along the way. It really is like you're in a bump car. I keep on running into different people from every direction. People from all walks of life.

There is a melting pot of the the entire Filipino population. Name it, they have it,even pregnant women. I mean immensely-pregnant-about-to-give-birth-type. It's almost hysterical. So you see, it's an accomplishment to even get out from that place in one piece. Even though, you've only gotten two or three things for yourself and the rest would be divided among your whole clan. It's still worth a pat in the back.

Starvation, cramps, and what's that smell?! Yes, it's not a joy ride, baby. The real world isn't a walk in the park. I was shoved, pushed, bumped into and people react as if I've molested them. With such sweat-inducing heat, temper tantrums are definitely inevitable.

We started at our 11am and got out by 7pm. We had alot of carry-ons.. and by the time that we're about to take lunch, I was already asking the waiter to carry me towards our table. O well, it was all worth it. Experience is still the best teacher. Hahaha!

Truly, it was a very triumpant day. The turn out was that we have accomplished something, a.) we made it all by ourselves, b.) we got out in one piece (w/ Raph's help of driving us back to our place--coz we don't have enough patience and strength to commute with such a load to carry), c.) we maximized our budget and d.)hopefully will make our love ones happy this christmas.

One more thing, I was still able to go to work later that evening. I wasn't even late! Ha!

And you think it's over?!

Next stop, Greenhills Midnight Market.

photo credits: Anne Princess Villafania

akalain mo!

Yes, this is self-absorption v2. Akalain mo, may kamukha akong lalake?! geez!

self absorption 101

A visit to my personal shrink

Session 1: 100 questions(Free-Association)

1 How are you feeling today?

- Disappointed.

2 Why?

-For all sorts of reasons but it can be summed up to two words. "I suck". Enough said.

3 If you can be anyone for today who would you be and why?

- What an interesting question. I'd be God for today so I could smite the people who deserve to get their asses kicked.

4 Whoah, What's with the temper tantrums?

Puhlease! Not like it's something new. I just like to mope around, I guess it's always been my thing.. if you know what I mean

5 Bumper sticker for the day?

Haha nice one. lemme see, oooh, I got one. "I rant. Therefore, I am" -Dennis Miller-

6 Aside from all those angsty feelings, what else do you feel?

-Alot of things. I'm an emotional basketcase . I'm hungry, I'm sleepy, yet I ignore them. I'd like to write and write until I pass out. lol!

7 Hungry, huh? Any cravings?

-Been craving for pizza.. maybe some booze to ease the disappointment..

8 How often do you drink?

-As often as spotting Feb 29 in your calendar.

9 I guess that means seldom or almost never. Have you ever been drunk?

-The term is tipsy. I'd say once. I must admit I have low alcohol tolerance.. *hik.....hik* Plus, I'm allergic * hik....*

10 Right!? So what made you "tipsy"?

-I swear! I get these red dots all around and they itch too.. Moving on, back in our bora days... I had some bailey's shake, a bit of jam jar and illusion shaker.. and bamn! It was like my dad's hippie days.. Can we stop talking about alcohol please. It' s too early for that don't you think?!

11 Alright!?! What's fun about work and what's not?

Fun. My co-workers. They're very dynamic meaning it's just pure insanity when I'm with them. The work itself...hmmm, there are times when you say to yourself "Thank god, I'm here instead of there" but there are times when you'd just want to hit the sack and snore off all the stress.

12 So do you like you job? yes or no

-Yo!

13 What are you future plans then?

-There's no future. Tomorrow is not the future coz in just a few minutes it'll become a NOW...At least for me..

14 Does that mean that don't have any plans at all?

- I have. There's always a plan.

15 Alright. Then,when do you plan to make them happen?

-When I ready.

16 What's holding you back?

-Alot of things.

17 Can you name one?

-Hmmm.. inhibitions

18 Like what?

-Like myself, I am my own worst enemy. lol!

19 What about yourself?

-I'm indecisive.

20 What made you say so?

-I stutter alot..hahaha

21 Does that make you indecisive?

-I don't know You tell me?!


22 What are you fears?

-Oooh...Snakes. Never liked cold blooded animals

23 Aside from animals?

-Hmm, like all normal people. I fear failure.

24 How do you handle criticism?

-Are you kidding? I'm a walking punchline. Until very recently, I am the person with a missing punchline. So I think I can handle criticism pretty well..

25 Pretty well, meaning?

Meaning I only whine when I think it's no longer a constructive criticism or it's just purely the person's subjective opinion or probably the booze talking.

26 When can you say that a criticism is constructive?

-If,at the end you'd see that there's a bigger picture beyond the bold letters that say "You suck so you better do something about it"?

27 So how do you handle failure?

Failure is like getting splash of cold water every morning. You simply have to wipe it off and start applying foundation. Ok, I don't make sense. I guess what I'm saying is that it's part of growing. Even though, it's brings alot of pain. You'll simply realize that you'd be a better person by experiencing a splash of cold water every morning and wiping it off with a warm towel.

28 So is your glass half full or half empty?


It half spilled and I guess you'd know what a splash of hot water feels like..

29 What's you motto?

-Now, this is getting cheesier. Well.. I'd say " It's better to travel alone than with a bad companion."

29 Are you loner?

-Well, we have our own moments when we think we'd better off alone or there are times that you'd want to be left alone. Maybe, I am. After all, I'm an only child

30 Speaking of childhood, How was it?

-It was..SUPER! My cousins were my playmates. I never recalled having an imaginary friend named Bubuli, though..I had an awesome time when I was a kid. When you reached puberty, you'd start paying your debt to Satan himself.

31 O really, So how was high school?

-It's like Lord of the Flies! You have to fight to survive.

32 Which high school typecast were you?

Nerdish, awkward, person with cool friends

33 So were you one of the POPulars?

My friends are. Hey! Birds of a feather flock together.

34 What makes you different from them?

My sense of fashion and kind of music

35 How would you describe your own "sense of fashion"?

Good question. To tell you honestly. There's nothing much to describe about my sense of fashion. Frankly, I think I don't have one.

36 What about your music?

It's eardrum friendly..at times.. lol!

37 If I'd ask one of your friends to describe you in one word, what do you think they'd say?

Maybe.. Wacky.. maybe Weird.. I tend to be both but it's best if you'd just ask them.


38 Did you make alot of friends in high school?

I think, when people see me at first they wouldn't think I'm friendly. I have a handful whom I consider as my close friends...

39 Do you think first impressions lasts?

Ano to, AXE? Not all first impressions lasts. Well, there are some cases when even if you've gotten to know this person you'd still have this weird feeling deep inside that this person might be the spawn of Satan.. hahaha

40. In your case?

I think people think I'm weird. And I'm sticking to it. lol! Opinions matter at some point but when shit hits the fan I just say "Hell cares!" or "whatever"

41. You said opinions matter. How often do you consider people's opinions about you?

They matter if I feel the same way about it. Lol! But if it's not then, I just consider it as one of those constructive criticisms. We'd need them.Constructive opinions keep you grounded.

42. Moving on, what's the best thing about highschool?

-The best thing is finding friends who are true to you and that would lead you to alot of self-discovery..

43. What's the worst thing?

-Being a square

44. Square? Was high school boring?

-For quite a time. It's very routinary.

45. Are there any regrets?

hmmm. not being able to join the school paper...

46. Why not?

-I'm a loyal Science Club member and Devotee as well (Children of Mary) lol!! I hated typing too.

47. How about love life or puppy love in h/s?

Non-existent.

48. What?

Grab a dictionary!

49. I know what non-existent means.. Why was it non-existent?

-Refer to my motto. Besides, high school was the peak of my tomboy days. I simply care less about my aesthetic qualities up until I realize Prom is just 2 years away..

50. How was it?

-It was a waste. I had fun but hey, I could have stayed at home, watched tv all night with my dad, sipping some root beer and eating pizza. But hey, it's PROM. You'd be out if your not in it.

51. What happened?

-It rained a bit. The food got a little mushy because the venue was not covered. My partner was a freaking retard ( no offense) but next time you're invited to attend a prom, stick with your partner, okay. Talk about, respect and perhaps some common sense..

52. Are you always this intense?

-I admit. I whine alot. Sue me!

53. What does your parents think about you?

-I'm Dad's little devil. My mom's partner in crime.. and well, my lola's fave. After all, I'm an only child. Ok. I'm a spoiled brat like what my relatives would always say. Happy now!

54. Were you're parents excited about the whole PROM thing?

-I can't remember. It's all blurry to me..lol!

55. What were you wearing?

-A black off-shoulder gown.

56 Is black your favorite color? Seems like you've been wearing the same color everyday.

-What can I say? I may be color blind.

57. Since when did you start liking black?

-I think in high school at some point, you'd get into this stage where in you think black is the coolest color . You start dressing like you're part of an occult... I guess I'm still in that stage. Plus, black has a slimming effect.

58. Speaking of which.. Do you have weight issues?

-Like every girl, I'd say yes. I'd say yes because PROM is superficial and I am superficial so I had decided to go on a diet for the sake of being trimmed down to strut your stuff.. But hey, I just lost the motivation.

59. How about now?

-I'm to sleepy to think about my weight but hey, for health reasons I am concerned. After all I'm not getting any younger.

60. How old are you?

-Old enough for r-18 movies.hahaha

61. Single or taken?

-Single, unattached what else would you want to call it?

62. What?! No wonder you're miserable!

-Funny I like to say this to your face, though.. "If love is the answer, can you please rephrase the question?"

63. Seriously, when do you plan on getting hitched?

-When it comes to those things, I don't plan it. It'll just happen.

64. You're not concerned at all? Are all your friends attached?

-hmm.. there's 2 of us who's single and loving it..What's your problem?

65. We're not talking about me, here.. Moving on, Are you comfortable talking about your love life?

-Yeah, at some point. I just don't like to be placed under a magnifying glass. It's like i'm being dissected when it comes to love life, especially when you've been single since birth.. But that's okay. People tend to be excited when it comes that aspect (love life)..

66. And you're not?

-Let's just say it' not my priority as of now

67. What is/ are your priorities?

-My family. My own well-being..hahaha. I guess, I'm still in that process of letting go. After my mom passed.. and then my uncle, I'm been in this emotional rollercoaster..I'm thankful that I have my friends by my side. I can't imagine going through this without them.

68. How's your family?

-I have to say, my dad is the best dad. I know he's having a hard time, probably harder than what I am going through but like what he's always telling me, just pray and everything will be alright. He says that we have to move on,like everyone else. What he's doing now is to just put his heart to what he has always loved doing--making music, teaching and performing. He keeps my mom's memory as his inspiration. He even dreams of her very often. My lola, well I think she's the hippest lola ever. I know, I never really say this often. But, I'm proud of her. She's tough.

69. How about you? How tough are you?

-Tough enough to wrestle you.. and my personal demons.. But like every cliche.. I guess, when it comes to goodbye, I'm a marshmallow. lol!

70. What are the things that you miss the most? with your mom specially?

-Wow! You really want to see some waterworks don't know?! Everything about her, her voice especially.

71. How did you cope?

-I write, alot. I blog! like all abnormal people, I eat then sleep. I read alot. I keep myself busy. I go out with friends.

72. On the lighter side, how did that experience changed your life?

-In many things, I've become more aware of reality.

73. In what way?

-I've realized that everything happens for a reason. I can't really explain it.


74. I haven't asked you about college yet, have I? How was it in reference to what you've been through with your family ?

-College! It was so surreal. I had my ups and downs..

75. Surreal How so?

-It was the busiest time of my life.I have learned the value of time management. It gave me one leap further down the road of self discovery.

76. Compared to high school?

-I was apathetic in high school. I was pretty active and paid more attention to my studies when I was in college. I did pretty well in academics plus I made more friends. I was still the aloof one, but I guess, OLD HABITS, DIE HARD!

77. How true is this rumor that I heard, that you only started dating when you were in college?

-I'd say, this is one step closer to humilation..but yes it's true.

78. So what happened?

-I invoke my right to privacy.

79. Request denied. Answer the question.

-No comment.

80. So how dirty is your closet?

-Literally, my closet is not much of a mess.

81. No not literally.

-Refer to answer 79

82. Fine. So are you this secretive?

-Well, I guess there are just some thing better left unsaid.

83. Do you like keeping secrets?

-I like it when people tell me their secrets. I have to say I'm a good secret keeper. But there are some times when I think that the less you know the better.

84. Are you always this opinionated?

-Well, if you're saying that I have a way of giving you generic answers..well, maybe that's just the way that I am..

85. Generic?

-Cliches. I'm a cliche.haha

86. What makes you unique then?

- I don't know. Maybe you should ask my friends about that.

87. What make your friends unique, then?

- They aren't like me?! haha. I think, no matter how hard they try not to be themselves, they just can't. So I guess that makes them, better off than the rest of the population.

88. How is it living with them?

-chaotic and fun and wonderful and I just can't imagine leaving and living with other people..

89. Have you had any fights while living together?

- O yeah, we always do. But we always work things out. At least we try too.lol!

90. No cat fight yet?

-Over food maybe and switching channels but other than that..none that big to cause armageddon..

91. How often do you miss home?

-Often. I mean alot. I always think of my family.

92. Where's your second home?

-School! haha.. Aside from where I am living now..I guess, after everything that happened to me, I've become homeless and all.. but my friend's family adopted me. Late year, I spent my first christmas away from my real family and instead was with my friend's. I cried later that night when I called my dad. LOL!

93. So where are you spending this christmas?

-I'm almost sure that I won't able to go home... :_(

94. Do you have any relatives here?

-Close relatives, only one.

95. Why aren't you staying with them?

-It's far from where I am working..I visit them from time to time though..

96. What's one thing you would ask SANTA to give you?

-My sanity..hahaha.. Wow, I have alot of wishes. I guess the most important thing is good health and good luck.

97. Good luck? What for?

-Well, I believe in feng shui.haha.. I'm a jinx

98. How about new year's resolution?

-Isn't it a bit too early for that... well, I'd try to think of one.

99. Will you return for another session?

-Maybe. Depends.How much does this cost me anyway?

100. Nice one...So how are you feeling now?

Your questions made me hungry. See you next time. I.O.U.

* THE BIG FOUR*

Sometimes you run out of ideas, there are other times that you think you've been talking about yourself too much, and come to think of it... No one really cares about what you say or do because each has their own opinion and everyone is just too busy paying attention to whatever it is that you want to say.. But heck, thanks to blogging everyone has their own personal earth where we can create our own utopian dream slash fantasy, unload excess baggages or simply somewhere to throw in the towel. Lovely isn't it? The best thing about this is that it's for free. But here's the thing. We're here to talk about relationships. For me, they're all over the place, it's too overrated. What's actually left to want are platonic ones. At least for me..

Do you wonder why some relationships work out, while some don't? Do you know how the universe was created? I'm sure you heard of supernova thing and the four elements too Fire, Air, Water and Earth?! You see, real relationships involves alot of chemistry and physics. It's basically a science. Later on, you'll know why there's such thing as armageddon. And like every lab drama. Here' s a story about four individuals who make each others' lives as colorful as the rainbow and sometimes create chaos like the rush hour traffic..This is a story of friendship. This is chemistry 101.

Like every story, there is genesis. But let's not go back from the very beginning. I mean that would just be TMI (Too Much Info for you). The first chapter is always about who the characters are.I don't mean to typecast or anything. But that's what usually happens during the first part, right?!

THE PROFILE

** TALONS

~A.K.A.: Sexy Back

~is literally the head turner for being the tallest among the 4
~Thus the nickname Talons

~the Sosy high and fashion mentor

~FAVE FOOD: egg cracklets a.k.a. galletas

~HIDDEN TALENT: Ballroom Dancing

~ Motto: "Life is what you make it."

~Sub-motto: "myTIME IS GOLD."

~is afraid of IDENTIFIED FLYING ORGANISM a.k.a. ipis

~ secretly dreamed of joining the BIOMAN as the fuschia ranger

~has been a JOHN PRATTS fanatic since he has reached puberty

~is an occasional neat-freak (only when she is expecting a visit from her mom)

~PREVIOUS RACKETS: h/s majorette, the psych angel, earring and accessories designer extraordinaire

FUTURE PLANS:

~To have an Elite School for the boys (only), wherein one of her first mandates is to replace the daily routine of flag ceremonies. Honoring the Philippine flag is a waste of time. To start the day right, each class will perform (production-number-like performance) to entertain..who else but..her.

~Sunday school will be replaced by her worship day. Students are obliged to offer themselves during the offertory.
~It thus, safe to concluded that, narcissistic tendencies are exhibited by the subject

**TOMmie

~Alias: "Cass Ponti"

~derived from the word "Tom Cat" (i-google mo na lang ang meaning. Clue: Don't take things literally)

~Rebel high and resident bad girl

~FAVE FOOD: Tuna Sandwich with cheese whiz

~HIDDEN TALENT: Lap Dancing (?)

~Motto: "OLD HABITS, DIE HARD."

~TRIVIA: She once fell off the rOof ..and survived..

~is the corporate slave by day, femme fatale by night

~believes that smoking cures asthma

~can be a total slob but is an excellent cook

~speaks fluent english...when drunk.

~feasts her eyes on FHM, MAXIM and the like and applies what she've learned.

~abhors boys (not?!?!)

~secretly dreams of becoming DR. MARGIE HOLMES
~exhibits nephomanic episodes

** ToNi

~Epitomizes Gluttony thus the alias "Tony"

~The brainy high and ultimate neat-freak

~ HIDDEN TALENT: Power Dancing

~Motto: "True love waits."

~Submotto: "Patience is a virtue"
~An excellent cook with a HUGE appetite
~ Has the mood, predictable as the weather
~Holds the house-record for taking the longest bath
~ Secretly dreams of becoming a belly dancer one day
~Feasts her eyes on chic lit and Grisham's courtside drama
~ Sometimes exhibit autistic tendencies accompanied with a slight eating disorder

**Tutti Frutti

~Has the Sweetest tooth, thus the nickname Tutti Frutti
~Fave Food: Sweet stuff thus claiming to be the "Sugar High" of the group
~Hidden talent: Ballet Dancing
~Motto: Carpe Diem
~Sub-motto: Life's a Bitch...and so are we?!
~Closet poet and frustrated writer
~Self-confessed gothic wannabe.
~ Therefore, Black is not her favorite color
~Exhibits: Hypergraphia, Mood Disorders often leading to Procrastination

And now you wonder.. How was the universe created and why was it created with this individuals living in it?

..to be continued

**Real names undisclosed for security purposes
art credits: Marta Dahlig

perfect day

cable tv...check
wifi....check
rest day...check

Perfecto!

* I can no longer ask for more...as of now...*

a change of heart

The Sound of One Heart Breaking
posted with the pemission of Karen Kunawicz
published in the April 29, 1996 edition of Mirror Weekly


What is the sound of a heart breaking?

It is the sound of someone curled up in a tiny ball crying softly in the night, the sound of the first unwanted teardrop touching your skin, it's the sound of a telephone that doesn't ring, the sound of regret pounding inside your brain with every heartbeat, it's the whispers of the toy animals he gave you.

It's the shuffling of feet walking away from you, the sound of your soul shattering into a million pieces at recognizing the word "goodbye," it’s the soundtrack of memories torturing you, it's the sound of feeble hands trying to push back the obstinate hands of time, it's the sound of a cherub's dying breath, the sound of all those years disappearing in the vortex of Cupid's kitchen sink, it's the unrelenting plaintive baby meows of an abandoned kitten outside an ignoring door.

It's the sound of the rain that doesn't ever stop, the sound of all the doors shutting and closing in your face at the same time, of raging, howling storms in the night when there's no one there to hold you, the sound of your voice as it screams back at you, the echo of "I love yous" burning holes in you, the sound your heart makes as it tells you to lie still because nothing you will ever do will matter without love.

The sound of the waves of the polluted beach you went to as it moves from the shore and crashes inside your mind, of the sniffles that make up your pathetic "SOS-to-the-world," the cracking of the brittle black-red petals from the sidewalk vendor roses he gave, the sound of the music he used to make going to your gut.

The sound of things in your room being thrown around and landing on the floor, the caress of kitchen knives on skin, the sound your throat makes as you swallow your saltiest tear.
It's the sound of your own voice calling out to someone who isn't there, of dying birds getting splattered on a city pavement, of terms of endearment used a hundred times a day struggling to crawl into a vacuum of forgetfulness, it's the sound of your own sobs keeping you company, it's the cold, uncaring stillness of the air you share your space with.

Destruction isn't always as noisy as bombs exploding. Sometimes the ultimate catastrophes are as quiet as a feather falling on the floor of a Zen monastery. No one else can really hear your heart breaking except you.

-o0o-

So if that is the sound of one heart breaking...then rush to the hospital, I need a new heart.

hypergraphia

it's not because i'm hooked on grey's anatomy or house. it is a possibility that i have acquired such disorder out of my sheer frustration in writing...Question, have you ever been awaken by a sudden urge to write?Like for no reason at all, you just literally get up and look for a piece of paper or grab your notebook and your pen. Two possible answers. First,just like Van Gogh or any artist for that matter you scribble away as if you had some sort of divine intervention second, just had mere itch you cannot stop. weird but true, coz it happen to me, bro.

i also experience it's opposite, which you normally call as writer's block. i had this major mental block once way back in college. If my memory serves me right it was our preliminary exams in Industrial psychology. I literally got caught in a middle of answering the first essay question. The answer was at the time at the tip of my tongue or something. But i just went blank. I just sat there, staring at the wall trying to remember 10 chapters of reading material. God! that was torture! my advice is cramming is like learning german within 15 minutes. please take my word for it.. time management always saves the day. moving on, i guess too much anxiety induces mental block. my brain just happen to go haywire for information overload. On the other hand my brain needs a little "anti-itch lotion" before this writing complusion worsen. Speaking of compulsion i'd like to share some significant events out of my own nerve-wrecking complusion.

1. finding the Bobby Fischer in me- I'm going gaga over re-harnessing my long gone skills in chess and buying a new chess set. I know this game since I was young, haven't gone pro though. I didn't practice enough and frankly, i'm too lazy to read chess books. Although, I played a game or two during college,nothing beats practice and dedication. For some unknown compulsion though, i discovered that i want to continue playing chess. I'm currently reading an outdated chess book that i found when i went home last november 1. My dad is or shall i say was a chess enthusiast. He cautioned me though that since chess is a game of strategy, every move counts. You can't stop thinking and thinking and thinking..(like the energizer bunny) This means, einstein that brain power is really needed and that it can really be exhausting. Imagine picturing the entire game, and how the opponent would respond to your moves, having an entire game plan-- a set of plan a's and b's. Genius! Only a genius like Bobby Fischer, the chess grand master is worth this mumbo jumbo. Maybe, I'm pushing myself to hard after all you can't teach old dogs new tricks, right?! Say "Aye?!!" if you agree.

2. the quest for "Christ the Lord" by Anne Rice-I woke up, an idea popped up. I thought about it for a little, check my wallet and said "Today I shall read Anne Rice's new book. I scoured every bookstore in the area even reaching glorietta for a paperback copy only ending back to square one--fully booked greenhills. I received their text message after 2 hours of bookstore-hopping, informing me that the paperback copy is now finally available.geezez! compulsion, schmulsion! Again the urge's origin was unknown.

3. marathons! i don't mean running- current craving is michael scofield of PRISON BREAK. I can't just watch one episode.. i need to watch the entire season. I'm like glued infront the pc re-watching season 1 on dvd. this is because a.) we don't have cable. it's been almost 4 freaking mos. and b.) Fish is so darn pretty to watch, I can't help it (sighs and faints into oblivion). No unnatural reason for marathons, it's a contant need to absorb visual info. pardon me, i'm a virtual sponge, formerly a coach potato but again no cable connection. Past and recurring craving: LOST season 3. November 11 would be our "gathering" for the mini-marathon (first 6 episodes), we'd get to host the thon. If I am not mistaken, we're one among the first tv groups who'd be hosting a marathon at murphy's. Actually, the marathon list can go on and on, I wish someday I'd get to watch whatever i want to for one whole week until my eyes pop out of their sockets.lol!

The thing there are so much things to do but so little time..compulsions come and go..and so is my ability to end this post.

....mental block!

written: nov. 3,2006
re-edited: nov. 7, 2006