Tuesday, December 16, 2008

I was with my friend and was about to ride her car when I spotted this beautiful butterfly on the rear tire. Thanks nicole for the picture!



It did not even try to fly away but just lingered on my hand. After staring at it for quite a while, I had to let it go, though I was sorely tempted to bring it home.

Friday, December 12, 2008

this trailer made me laugh so hard!

All dog lovers out there, this looks like a movie for us. Take note of the end, that just about killed me!




bestida for the holidays!


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Thursday, December 11, 2008

Season's Greetings from me to you!

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May you be surrounded by love, happiness and laughter.
May you truly feel the spirit of this holiday season by forgiving and forgetting.
Use this time to show the people you truly care for how much you love them.
And may you keep in mind that Christmas is about Jesus and family.

Happy holidays everyone!

My first award! Hurray for me!

Awarded by Tiffany Tree, a new blogger friend as of this morning. Anyway, here is my first award. Just in time for christmas, wrapped in a pretty pixel wrapper. :D



"This blog invests and believes in the PROXIMITY-nearness in space, time and relationships. These blogs are exceeding charming.These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends.They are not interested in prizes or self-aggrandizement!Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut,even more friendships are propagated.Please give more attention to these writers!Deliver this award to other bloggers who must choose eight more and include this clever-written text into the body of their award."

I was not even aware that I was like this. I suppose I was too lazy to define myself as a blogger. Well, this kind of definition is pretty good and I'm extremely flattered. :D

I am mentally making a list in my head, but I'm too preoccupied to commit them down on CSS. So I hope you'll forgive me, but the list will be belated. But I promise you, it will come.

Finally finished the list in my head, and i'm passing the award to the following lovelies. :D

1. ┼×eNaY
2. CC
3. Coccinelle
4. Girl Meets NYC

Monday, December 8, 2008

More of Emma Watson loveliness.




RACISTS. god. people can be so horrible.

Okay, so Manny won the fight against Dela Hoya and I was surprised on how big Manny's fan base has expanded all over the globe. So, I went on YouTube and browsed through his vids, and to my intense and most upsetting surprse, most of the comments were derogatory and racial slurs against Filipinos. Someone called us "monkeys," another said "sorry excuse of a race," and other horrendous comments you can possibly imagine.

And I'm not naive enough to think that racism is dead. But it upset so much because here I was, celebrating Filipino pride because of Manny's win, when people thought it was acceptable to bring down an entire race. To even consider saying on YouTube that we should go back to climbing coconut trees. I thought we were past that. You know, being the 21st century and all. I mean, have you heard of anyone complain when we see so many beautiful people? And are we not surprised anymore to discover in this day that they look like that because their parents had interracial marriages? Alexa Chung. Halle Berry. Alicia Keys. Kristin Kreuk. Kate Beckinsale is a quarter Burmese. God. Even the president Americans voted for is biracial. I thought we were moving along great. I guess I was wrong. VERY VERY WRONG. And the disappointment I feel is so intense that I am more inclined to think that the world is doomed. I was not even offended when someone called us midgets. Sticks and stones. We are a generally short race and we accept that.

Furthermore, I would have accepted criticism on Manny alone as an athlete. That is always the downside of sports. The competitive drive can bring out the worst in us, but it's no big deal. But they went beyond that and had the nerve to call MY race inferior. The last time massive thinking like this happened, the holocaust happened. DON'T WE EVER LEARN FROM OUR MISTAKES?

For my part, sure, I indulged on the "dela homo" comments, but at least for me, it was all for fun and games. I wasn't serious about it, and behind the fun, I respect Dela Hoya's character as a boxer, person, and as a Mexican. Not once was I inclined to attack his race or his background, and even challenge all Mexicans in general. And looking back, not once did I even see a comment by a Filipino include any kind of racial slur...

So the question that is on my mind is, how come racism still exists? Why can't people just want to try and get along? Why do we always have to want to bring each other down?

Fuck. This is has upset me so much that they made me cry. Where is my 'Boy Meets World' dvd? I need some Cory Matthews to make me feel better. I hate bullies. I hope they all snuff it. Boo.

Friday, December 5, 2008

If you saw a black Kia carnival and a helpless looking woman staring at an engine in the middle of san miguel avenue yesterday, that was probably me.

Since I'm bumming around while looking for the dream job and doing a lot of soul searching, I am officially my mom's driver. I had to drive her yesterday morning to the hospital to accompany my uncle who is on cancer watch. Three days ago, his nose bled non stop and filled a kidney pan to the brim, when he just came back from China where he underwent cryo surgery. It's a new treatment under alternative medicine, which was perscribed to us through a family friend. So the entire family was pretty much shocked that this is happening when the doctors in China assured us of the treatment's success.

Anyway, after dropping my mom off, I was already in one of the main avenues in Ortigas and waiting for the light to turn green when I heard a distinct pop and saw some smoke. I thought at first it was the tailpipe of the car in front of me and brushed it off, but panicked in a matter of a second when I glanced upon the pressure gauge and saw the arrow on the red! I looked up for a brief millisecond and saw clouds of smoke ensuing from under the hood. It was like watching a scene from Dante's Peak. I could even hear the steam forcing its way out. Of course, I freaked out and turned the engine off right away. I was in middle of a very busy street in a very busy city, but I had no choice. I called my mom and told her what happened and she told me that I had to wait until the engine cooled so I can open the water tank and put some water in.

Then, I began freaking out some more when a traffice enforcer began to approach me. I knew for a fact that the car was off the road that day. I purposely dropped my mom off during the 10 am to 3 pm window, but the adrenaline rendered my brain incapable of processing higher thinking so I wasn't sure if he could give me a ticket or not. If the car was allowed at all within the vicinity of Ortigas.

But to my immense relief, he was very helpful but still slightly intimidating, and asked me to pop the hood. He inspected the engine, declared it to be still too hot and stood by me the entire time. It was very comforting to have him there as I was alone, in the middle of a sea of angry motorists who kept honking their horns to the thoughtless-girl-who-should-once-in-a-while-glance-at-those-dials-behind-the-wheel. And to add to the humiliation, the weather was so uncooperative that it kept drizzling the entire time.

When the engine cooled down after a couple of minutes, the traffic enforcer opened the tank. I found a bottle of water in the car and a liter of emergency water supply which my dad keeps under the seat for emergencies such as this. The traffice enforcer discovered the tank to be completely dried up and he walked off and looked for more water to put in. He was the kindest soul ever as he went back and forth to wherever he got the water for about 3 or 4 times. It must have been nearby, but he was gone for about five to ten minutes at a time.

It is also worth mentioning the other kind soul who opened his door during traffic and gave me his own water reserve.

My faith on humanity has been strengthened, and I am so grateful to those who helped me during that very stressful time.

When the water tank was finally full, the traffic enforcer asked me to turn the engine on and rev it a couple of times to make sure. Thankfully, it was still working or else I would have had to endure one of those lectures from my dad on how careless I can be sometimes. Case in point. He closed the hood and I gave him some money as a sign of my gratitude.

After that, I drove to the nearest gas station to have the engine double checked, and then drove home very hungry and with a bad headache that lasted me until evening.

What a day. Any horrible car problem stories you'd like to share? It would definitely make me feel better if you do.

Cute.

Sorry for the lack of updates. My mind has been extremely preoccupied as of late, and it left little room for blog update ideas. My laptop though has enjoyed the break because it stayed shut for the past days, when most of the time I leave it open the entire day (and half the night when insomnia kicks in).

Anyway, found a new blog. I don't know how I end up finding these blogs, but Color Me Katie posts the most adorable videos.

One time she danced around with strangers, and with this one, they made a cute commercial for a contest and I just had to post it here because it is just too cute not to. :D

I am 99 percent sure that that is her in the middle box and the one in the bottom middle is Matt.