I feel so tired and sleepy but at the same time excited. A long week has finished. Friday came along. D'Makaveli had this House Fusion party at this club, Public, to be worried about.
It turned out to be great. The DJ's are proved to be good at spinning house tracks instead of spinning just hip-hop. All these people came in and invaded the dance floor. We're stoked. I found myself resting my head on the couch and slowly drifted to sleep, until a bottle vodka was set up right in front of me, that is. And Angga kept pouring more vodka despite my attempts to pour more sprite in my glass.
All those house music then started to sound a bit enjoyable so I stood up and danced. I'm beat, I think my Saturday will be pretty low key.
Proof?
Zombie much?
It's a great Friday though. We had this nice dinner at Gourmet Garage and chilled at Bang Di's place with Temmy ( Drop by and say hey, people, he's a sickly talented DJ friend of mine ). They were playing with a turn table spinning from old school hip-hop to modern house, so it was like a mini pre-party. I also found a bunch of old pictures in the computer there :
Good times, really.
How's everyone's Friday so far?
ps. I'm performing next week. At Pure. Come watch me?
In Grace In Small Things term, here are the high points of the day :
1. Sharing a funnel cake this morning with my baby brother It's pretty huge with ice cream on top. Luckily I didn't eat it alone. Sugar comma.
2. Racing with my brother on school areas and almost got chased by a security The university is super huge, surrounded by forests and lakes. Poor guy, he didn't bring his motor bike with him so he couldn't stop 2 crazy kids blasting loud hip-hop and reggaeton while driving like maniacs.
3. Shahnaz's early 20th birthday dinner at Takigawa, Senayan City. It was super fun. Her official dinner party would be next week but she invited me and Angga for a little get together over Japanese foods and sharing sessions. I cherished it, she's been my best friend for 7 years and we've been through a lot. We talked about her crazy ex boyfriend, her new crush, school, these bitchy girls we dislike, and ahem...sex.
4. Watching The Pink Panther 2 Hilarious. It's Wednesday so the theater wasn't crowded at all and we could laugh like crazy. Do you love it too? The pope joke never gets old, huh? But that's some wacky fake French accent by Steve Martin though. I could've done better than that. And Aishwarya Rai is tres hot -> is this even a word?
5. I'm told that I'm so Audrina Partridge today ( clothing-wise) Laugh if you must, I did too. I find it funny since I actually dressed really casually. And I just randomly grabbed a cropped leather jacket to add to my ensembles since it's cold this morning.
Similar to this ( yeah, with pretty messy hair too ) :
I wonder what I would have to wear to be called so Alessandra Ambrossio. This, maybe?
I wouldn't be graduating from law school then, for sure :P.
Now how about your Thursday? Has it been exciting so far? What's good? Update me, lovelies.
A class mate just pointed out today that I'm not funny and my sense of humor is weird.
How dare her. I wont be sitting with her anymore.
Kidding.
Sure, some people have rolled their eyes when I tell them that grand theft auto Mexican joke that I like, or when I impersonate a Russian model giving shout outs at Fashion TV :P. But it doesn't mean she can blatantly bash me like that. Right? Righhhhhhht?
I can't help myself when I find these things to be funny, no matter what other people say!
1. Mad TV Okay, some people hate it because some of the contents are offensive and generally racist. And sometimes they force things to be funny when they aren't. But seriously, I can't make myself not loving this particular video :
2. Eric Cartman
He's mean, heartless, sneaky, selfish, and many other bad things but I would still give him a bear hug and a cake. One of my favorites is when he's giving a speech while dressing like Hitler. Someone please translate this since I don't understand German.
3. Harmless Pranks I got people put me in their hit list because of my, ahem, pranks. My parents included I guess, since I hid a creepy looking giant iguana under their blanket once.
4. Pootie Tang
If you don't get the genius-ness that is Pootie Tang, I don't know what to do with you. Or maybe people don't know what to do with me since I like Pootie Tang? Dammit. I am weird.
5. Fake Accents Some people don't think impersonating accents is funny, but I do. I can do gestures too, maybe with a little bit of exaggerations. I can do very good accents of Malay, Sing-lish, Mexican Spanish, Colombian Spanish, Italian, Chinese, Japanese, British, Indian, and of course Russian. This seems to offend some people quite a lot, so I don't do it unless I'm asked to ;).
What about you, non-weird people? What do you find funny?
ps. I find random blogging funny too, hence why I do that a lot. In my defense, I'm pretty much dysfunctional after a long day at school. Bear with me :P.
I'm between sleeping and waking ( and occasionally checking TV ) even though it's clear I need to sleep. My stomachache from the first day of period this month doesn't get any better. I took mild painkillers, rubbed my tummy with hot traditional oil, put hot water bottle on it and wrap myself with thick blanket and I'm still in pain. Not to mention seriously grumpy.
It's Tuesday, people! Time for another round of This is... game.
According to the game founder, Carina, this week's game is hosted by Leetid and we have to write about our favorite men / women. How interesting, I have so many names in my head being a music / movie/ TV freak that I am but after a long thinking ( precisely 10 minutes, while munching on Cocoa Puffs ) I finally came up with a name.
He's not what you might call universally good looking. Honestly he kinda looks like those guys who would mug old women in street corners, or a state-wide sex offender. But the man is genius. He's one of my favorite rapper / lyricist, and Atmosphere is definitely my favorite rap duo. His lyrics are witty, sometimes silly and childish but not lacking of intelligence. His flow and rhymes are tight and you can't help but chuckle listening to him. Even when he's being romantic, what came out of his mouth would be something like, "I love you, don't ever fucking question that."
And don't even get me started on things he would rap about if he got his heart broken. Pure genius, and may help people to laugh in tough post break up times. You don't believe me? Have you listened to this old timeless hip-hop masterpiece?
She say that she still wants a friendship She can't live her life without me as a friend I can't figure out why I give a damn to what she wants I don't understand the now before the then Most of this garbage I write that these people seem to like Is about you and how I let you infect my life And if they got to know you, I doubt that they would see it They'd wonder what I showed you how you could leave it A friend in Chicago said that I should stay persistent If I stay around I'm bound to break resistance Fuck you Lucy for defining my existence Fuck you and your differences
Ever since I was a young lad with a part-time dad It was hard to find happiness inside of what I had I studied my mother, I digested her pain And vowed no women on my path would have to walk the same Travel like sound across the fate ladder I travel with spoon to mix this cake batter And I travel with feels so I can deal with touch It's like that, thank you very much, fuck you very much!
And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
Fuck the "what happened?", I got stuck They can peel pieces of me off the grill of her truck Used to walk with luck, used to hold her hand Fell behind then played the role of a slower man I want to stand on top of this mountain and yell I want to wake up and break up this lake of hell I feel like a bitch for letting the she twist me up The last starfighter is wounded, time to give it up On a pick it up mission, kept it bitter Gettin' in a million memories just to forget her The difficulty in keepin' emotions controlled Cookies for the road, took me by the soul Hunger for the drama, hunger for the nurture Gonna take it further, the hurt feels like murder Interpret the eyes, read the lines on her face The sunshine is fake, how much time did I waste? Fuck you Lucy for leaving me Fuck you Lucy for not needing me I wanna say fuck you because I still love you No, I'm not okay, and I don't know what to do
Do I sound mad? Well I guess I'm a little pissed Every action has a point, five points make a fist You close 'em, you swing 'em, it's hurts when it hits And the truth can be a bitch, but if the boot fits I got an idea: You should get a tattoo that says "Warning" That's all, just a warning, so the potential victim can take a left and save breath, And avoid you, sober and upset in the morning I wanna scream, "Fuck you Lucy!" But the problem is I love you Lucy So instead I'ma finish my drink and have another While you think about how you used to be my lover
Can you relate too? Ha! I have this theory that everyone have had a Lucy in their lives at least once, no?
Seriously, I barely posted lyrics in my blog, but that song was just too damn special. Angry indeed, but special.
Now it's your turn, Who are your favorite men / women?
Lately I've been thinking that my life is pretty unique.
I feel like I don't particularly belong anywhere, not in a bad way though. I live a fast paced life in all these different surroundings that make me hard to adapt sometimes, but it's even harder for people to figure me out. I can't be labeled and placed in a particular setting as a person. And it's just hilarious, if not ironic.
Like I've mentioned in many previous posts, I go to one of the best universities in the country. Think total ivy league, if you're American. My major is law and it's really hard to get in. Think blood, tears, sweats, limbs, etc. I think it's 90% luck that I even got in, now I struggle my way to get out and graduate since it's much harder. People in this school are all from different backgrounds, but let me tell you 75% of them are not what you would call financially secured.
You can imagine my surprise seeing how most living situations are like for most of them bright overachieving kids. I was in private school for 9 years and certainly wasn't used to all these. People go to school by local public transportation, cramped buses, trains, and many others. Some of them are originally from remote areas in the country and their parents might have sold a lot of things and worked so damn hard just to pay for their tuition. And maybe it's not even enough so they still need financial aids. They rent a room near school or maybe split it with another kid. And it might not be a comfortable one, we're talking a small room in small houses just across the train tracks, maybe with not so clean communal bathrooms. The way they dress might make the most self content fashionable people have a nightmare.
But that's real life, I guess. I see it everyday in school. It's like a reminder on how I have to be grateful, you know? And be more motivated to work for my future. See, Despite their living situations and how sometimes they can only eat once a day to save up money for books, they still have more motivations to study and reach their dreams than me and a bunch of my friends . It's real sad. We're provided with cars, enough money to splurge on unnecessary stuff, we don't have to think twice to spend money for meals, yet we slack off. We skip classes. We play too much sometimes, stay up late, overslept and miss more classes.
Who knows, in 10 to 20 years they're the ones who will be very rich and successful and blast in front of us with brand new convertibles. They might become ministers, CEO's, law firm owners, and we might have to go to them and ask if they have any jobs available. Now that's a scary thought.
And a thought that I always plant in my head when I'm away from school and hanging out with friends who have more money than they should, who can't be seen in public without their designer dresses / bags / shoes, who drive around with brand new Maseratis and Aston Martins, who live in luxurious penthouse and mansions in prestigious areas in the city, who spend more than 50 bucks for a plate of food, who spend 1000 bucks just for a table and bottled services in fancy clubs at least 3 nights aweek, who give their platinum cards daily exercises like they don't matter, who easily fly for a weekend in Italy or Paris whenever they're bored,OH you know the types.
Actually I just told this to one of my ridiculously rich cousins and she told me I have to stop thinking and talking about confusing stuff.
Well I'm sorry if I want to plan my life right with my own efforts and not depend myself on Bank of Dad. Just saying. It's funny how some people in school treat me as this spoiled princess who may not even know the methods of plea bargaining ( FYI, I know! ) and people outside school think I'm such an overthinking freak. I don't know which one I am and I don't care, let people stereotype all they want.
On a lighter note, I received a lot of awards this week that made me want to jump up and down, here are they :
1. The Friends Award. Thanks to the beautiful Carina and Meme.
2. The Cute Blogger Award. Aww! Thanks to Meme, Margarita, and Nic. You guys are awesome.
Happy Sunday, my beloved bloggers. How's everyone's Saturday night?
Mine was spent accompanying Angga to this Chinese wedding and got tempted by spring rolls and other fine Chinese foods. The half of the night was spent hanging around at Blowfish. I guess people weren't really in partying mode since it was mostly spent swaying around with glasses of liquors. The place wasn't that crowded, either. I'm informed that most people in this city go partying usually on Friday, now this I don't understand. Say you work and everything, isn't it too tiring to party straight after? Spending Saturday morning feeling like throwing up isn't really tempting you know, save it for Sunday.
Of course above rules don't happen for people who are hardcore enough to do it every single night. I mean for regular folks, you know, like me. I'd like a moderate night on Friday, hit it off on Saturday, and be like zombie all day on Sunday. Weekend is a marathon, not a sprint, you guys.
I'm grumpy.
I can't be like a zombie right now, I have an assignment due tomorrow morning about a woman who killed her husband and cut up his body into 14 pieces then dumped each of them separately in buses, cabs, and dumpsters. So NOT what I want to do on a Sunday. Basically I have to write a report and solutions on how I could guarantee this psycho bitch got served.
Now if I do this quick, I might have a proper Sunday later on. Maybe.
No, not maybe. Scratch that. My mom told me she'd take me for shopping and Sunday dinner as soon as I'm finished. I'm about to feel tons better.
So yeah, I'm off now making sure the psycho woman in the case will spend a very long time in the prison, you guys.
Now tell me I'm your new superhero, the defender of justice, etc *insert lame names here*
Kidding.
Have a real good uber lazy day, for tomorrow we have work and school again. Yikes.
ps. It's Angel's birthday today!! Happy birthday, love! Head over to her page now and show some love, people! The birthday girl is throwing a party that I so would love to come... in Philippines.
I have no idea pimping a blog could take so much time today.
I'm too tired to come up with an interesting post so I leave you with my new blog design. I will be back tomorrow, hopefully with a good weekend story. The peachier the better.
Have a good weekend!
ps. I also leave you with this classic rumpshaking song so you better dance now.
I'm officially so dizzy after finishing a couple rough chapters of a paper for school. In my previous semesters, I've been pretty much slacking off until it took serious toll on my grades and postpone my graduation time, so now it's like getting back on track. Morning classes, non stop assignments, sleepy zombie look, occasional bad looks, and I will smack any people who tell me I look awful after a long day of school.
Why am I studying to become a corporate lawyer again? I'll be stuck in some law firm after I graduate probably around 14 hours a day ( although it pays superbly though ) . Unless by some miracle, an international recording company signed me so I can spend my time doing something I actually like instead and be appreciated because of it. Ha!
But tomorrow is FRIDAY in this part of the world. So I can't be too grumpy, I feel like singing and dancing with fists up in the air.
I'll be looking forward to : 1. Staying up real late but not be restless the next day because I'll be sleeping through out the day. 2. Chilling and watching trashy DVD's on my bed only in my PJ's 3. Meeting my beloved people, hopefully a nice night out. OR a crazy one will be good too. 4. Saturday and Sunday brunch, or family dinner. 5. Pamper myself in a salon or a spa. I really want a massage these days. 6. Serious shopping on Sunday with my mom. 7. Reading good books or fashion magazines 8. Jumping on a trampoline with my kid brother, haha it's our thing. 9. Serious cocktail hours. WHAT? I can hear Peach Bellini calling me and begging me to take it. Haha, NAUGHTY. 10. Catching up with everyone's Vlog(s). I watched some already, and they're hilarious. And seriously?? I have amazing and beautiful blog buddies. You intimidated me, women! :P. Kidding. Heart you!
What are you looking forward to this weekend?
Seriously, I'll be expecting crazy / silly / funny stories or pictures from all of you. Maybe something like this :
ps. I seriously need to stop posting stupid pictures here. My polished and sweet woman image will be ruined if I keep this up.
I've been giddy about doing vlog posts, because I'm narcissistic at best basically :P. But the problems are: 1. I broke my very precious digital camera 2. My camera phone is messed up, because I broke it.
One of the things I love is singing and dancing in the car with my brother. We always do that, it beats sulking over Jakarta's traffic jam. Although sometimes people watch us like we're a pair of big time weirdos. What we usually sing are pretty random from old school hiphop, raunchy reggaeton, pop hits, and even this very bizarro tacky local song.
I can't believe I posted that last link. My street cred ( hoho ) is officially ruined.
Anyway, Here's what usually happens in my car, this time we were singing to Pitbull :
Don't mind my annoying high pitched voice. I don't remember all the lyrics so basically my brother took the lead.
Another thing I love would be doing my music and performing. And since some people have been asking whether I can post my music here ( Do you really want to listen or you're just being nice?:P ), the following is a video from one of my rap performances. Actually I posted it in myspace and youtube, even maybe in one of my old posts. But I'll just post it again and be self absorbed a little. Ha!
The guy is my rap partner, Lloyd, and he's damn talented. We were performing my song here that has just been completely redone for a compilation album.
Is anyone participating in 20sb vlog today? Post me your link in my comment if you make one, I certainly wanna watch. What will you guys be talking about?
Kidding. This super interesting blogger, Carina, hosts this weekly themed blogging that I want to participate in, it's called "This is..". Some of you may have joined already, yes? If you haven't then you should, because it's a lot of fun. This week we all have to write about our favorite TV show. As a TV junkie, this sounds like a happy assignment.
Now let me tell you, I watch a lot of shows. Some people might think it's pointless and be all criticizing about better things to spend valuable time than be lazy and watch TV, but I beg to differ. Please! Law school is riding me everyday with long class hours and endless assignments. For my music I have to produce new songs and write them a lot, I have to come up with new performing gimmicks so the people wont be bored of me. So cut me some slack for watching TV and DVD's when I have the time for it, dammit.
But if I have to mention one TV show I absolutely adore ( and be grumpy a lot if I miss it ), then I will certainly say Entourage.
Why I love it so much?
1. Ari Gold and Lloyd Duh!! Whatever they say is like a quote to live by.
2. The interesting main characters and their fabulous lives Hello, you watch the inside life of a super cool famous actor, his delusional brother, his perfectionist manager / best friend, and a funny teddy bear looking horn dog of a friend
3. The unique story lines, plots, and dialogues Again, you watch the glamorous life of a big time celebrity and its ups and downs. Certainly not the regular things you face everyday, unless you're a celebrity too of course. In that case you better send me an autographed picture so I can boast. LOL. Be careful though, since the show induces day dreaming in regular basis, speaking from my own experience.
4. Famous people sightings : Celebrities, actors, actresses, TV hosts, models, directors, etc. You always get to see familiar faces in every episode that will make you chuckle. They portrayed Seth Green like a funny douchebag, and you get to see Bow Wow's delicious sex scenes too.
5. The sexy scenes A lot of episodes showed Vince Chase banging all these gorgeous women. They don't really censor stuff, whatsoever. What's not to love?
6. The gorgeous extras I never once see any normal looking extras, you know? Unless they casted someone normal looking for a particular role.
7. The men knowledge The more I watch it, the more I learn about men. Has anyone noticed they easily make up when they fight? They don't really share about deep personal info but even though they trash talk other people like crazy, they never bitch about each other behind their backs. That's something we have to learn somehow right, ladies? I don't know about you but I feel kind of sick of finding out some girls I considered friends still gossip and bitch about me. It's pretty familiar especially for women. Beside when we fight, it mostly takes a longer time to be fine again.
8. The shallow material goods Excuse me, have you seen the way they shop? They refered brand new Ducatis as toys, and splurge on 4 Aston Martins. Not to mention a lot of jewelries, premium branded clothes, and have you seen the houses these people get to live in? Godammit.
Just curious, what are your favorite TV shows? Any recommendations for me? I always look for a new TV addiction, just saying.
First, let me start by saying I can't believe I found this picture at Rya's album. Major turn off :P.
Okay, so Monday started with a long class where I had to sit behind a big kid just so the lecturer wouldn't ask me stuff, we had case analysis that should be made into long written reports by next week. Yikes. And for the second class, nothing to do. The lecturer was late for around 1,5 hour so I did what any decent student would do ( heheh ) : got up and said adios pendejos to his teaching assistants. Kidding. I'm not capable of doing so, aren't I? *batting eyelashes*.
Anyway, it's my dad's birthday today. I followed everyone's great suggestions and bought a cake. Thinking of getting him a good shirt too, but he rejected the idea by saying he's not really into all the fashionable items that I like these days. And that I should stop dressing him like George Clooney ( His words, not mine. He's a bit delusional for saying so, I think :P ). So let's see about that.
I found this fun stuff at Nitya's blog. Pretty much a game where you have to google the following [Yourname] + needs and copy out the first ten best instance of the phrase. I'm typing Lolita needs and here are what I found :
1. Lolita needs a headgear
Uh no, thank you.
2. Lolita needs to learn more about sexual reproduction
Yeah, however, Lolita's fed up with it already from all those high school biology classes.
3. Lolita needs more sugar
You're a mind reader. Now where's my oatmeal & raisin cookies?
4. Lolita needs love and money
Judging by this comes from a prostitution related website, I'm not surprised. The next sentences are "Lolita may fulfill your dream of such submissive personality and delicate hands." WTF.
5. Lolita needs to spend time at a summer camp
This comes from the movie, obviously. Oh to be young and in my 12 years old self again.
6. Lolita needs to come home to Puget Sound and be reunited with her family
Apparently I'm an orca.
7. Lolita needs santa with milk
Some bizarre fetish that certainly gives me brain damage and scarred me forever.
8. Lolita needs to be less sexy
But I can't, sugar.:P
9. Lolita needs a new haircut, new clothes, all her make-up, and then even some jewelery too
Oh HELL YES. Mall rats mode on.
10. Lolita needs to have the shiny, hard-candy colors of a new car.
I should have known, I'm using the name that somehow always related to teenage porn, childlike Japanese fashion, and even the names of animals. But whatever, I like it. Have anyone read the book? It's one of the best books I have ever read in my life, although some people may hate it for the slightly immoral contents. I like the movie too, although like any novel-adapted movies, it didn't really do the book any justice. If you haven't watched it, start here.
No I didn't say that to impress men who type "submissive Asian women with good moral values" in their search engines, really. I don't know about my moral values but I'm certainly not submissive. Ahem. It's just that she's been nice today.
Sure we have our moments when we don't speak to each other because she didn't approve a couple of things I did, or because according to her I'm way complex to understand. I don't really blame her, after all she's a mom, and a conventional old school one at that.
But today she saw me sitting around looking sad and pale in my PJ's while watching the classic Deuce Bigalow European Gigolo ( don't ask why :P ) and asked me whether I wanted to go to the mall and shop with her. I figure it beats sulking around and having nothing to do so I went with her.
It was pretty nice, she got me some cute new tops, trashy but funny dvd's and took me for a really good roasted chicken + mac n cheese dinner. I feel pretty much better now. And let's not forget how much of a great friend all of you for comforting me in my previous post just when I really need it. It means a lot, seriously.
Isn't it amazing how simple things and endearing attentions can make anyone feel instantly better in such a tough time? I'm sure I have a lot to be thankful for.
ps. What are you doing this fine Sunday?
pss. Tomorrow is my dad's 54th birthday and he's being weird. I was thinking of buying him stuff but he told me and my brother we shouldn't get him any birthday gifts because he doesn't like receiving them. What do you think he means by that? If it's my mom or any other women saying so, it definitely means "You better give me a gift or else." But now I have no clue. I fully intend to buy a birthday cake though, no matter how he feels about it.
I feel like my freedom of writing has been totally compromised.
This is my blog, my space, my outlet, and I never intend to shut this down or blog anonymously. I never intend to make it a private blog either.
God, just when I think blogosphere is always a happy place.
Don't wanna give out too much information since I suppose I don't need more drama.
***Updated***
Thanks for the kind messages. No I'm not shutting down my blog or make it private, that would depress me. But I may have to re-read and everything before I post and not write about certain subjects or certain jokes although it's how I think / feel. It sucks, I know.
Seriously? Me? Cutie pie? I feel like I'm a goddamn chihuahua. But I do love hot dates, not sure if I'm totally in demand or addictive or anything. Damn these online quizzes things sort of make me confused a lot and flattered at the same time*wink*.
However, what it says about my turn off is ironically correct. I always am into lasting fun dates, especially when you just get to know a guy. Some people out there are pretty creepy even during first dates. I bet some of you have been there. For me, there are certain people who made me want to run for the door during dates, here are some :
1. People who spill too much personal information and past love story during first dates I don't get it why people do these things. Keep it casual and fun so they come back. Save those mushy sad stories for much, much later after the person has gone out for a few times with you and actually like it. No, your sad love or family stories don't guarantee a fast sympathy. But it might as well give you dysfunctional label on your forehead just as fast.
2. People who let their dates wait for too long I don't know about you but I hate tardiness. Even if it's like a culture in some parts of Asia. It makes people feel unappreciated and simply just waste everyone's time.
3. People ( especially guys ) who are being cheap I might get hit by saying this but I don't think chivalry is entirely dead, especially on dating. I don't mean to say guys should always take their dates to 5 star restaurants and fancy clubs though, nor that I mean guys should pay for every single thing. I don't know about any other parts of the world but most good men here are usually taught this way.
4. People who obviously show their pervert sides Your dates are hot? Good for you. It doesn't mean you should touch too much or stare so obviously to their boobs, or butts, especially on first dates. If you wanna do so then don't have a date in the first place. Go to the clubs and meet your potential one night stands, it's simpler.
5. People who get too clingy after a dateor two Constantly calling after just a date with someone is not cool. You don't show them you're full of attentions, you show them how much a potential stalker you are by doing so. Calls and texts are nice, just don't overdo it. And get a clue if they act different and distant after a date, means they're just not that into you.
6. People who are clueless on what to do Think up some places and fun activities to do for a date. If you really don't have a clue, going to a party or for dinner and drinks are always good ideas. I sometimes get annoyed when I ask a guy about where to go and what to do and they respond with "I don't know". Easy turn off. I don't want to decide everything. Think up some ideas, if I don't like it, I will tell you.
7. People who are self absorbed and degrade others Those two qualities are usually related. It's when a person talks so much about her/himself, praising everything he or she does. That's why what other people do or like are not that much important and interesting for them. I had a date with a guy who laughed about me rapping, because he thinks hip-hop music sucks. Geez. Keep your opinion to yourself if you know other people are so into what they like. I excused myself that time and erased him permanently from my life. Guess what? I don't like car modifications and I think it's pointless to join an auto club and do drag race each weekends but I didn't tell him that, did I?
8. People who hit on everyone in sight during a date Even for players, that's against the code. What are you trying to prove? That you're so in demand? That people like you? Only cheap sluts who like all those Stiffmeister acts. If you want to hit on people, go solo or with friends. The people you hit on will laugh behind your back when you hit on them while you're on a date. That's just sad.
9. People who don't dress too impress Call me shallow. Really. But for me appearances are important on dates. Don't show up in just T shirts and jeans unless we just meet for coffees. Play it save: good shirts, nice jeans, pretty dresses, cute skirts. Showers and perfumes are necessary. Don't embarass yourself and your dates. Especially if you guys go to a club where most people go there looking awesome.
I can go on but that will just make me grumpy. Your turn please, what kind of people that completely turn you off during dates?
On a cheerier note, I had a nice time today. Watched Valkyrie and loving it, watched Death Notes 2 and 3 and loving them, and of course the pre-valentine Italian dinner at Puro with my loved ones. I laughed like damn when one of my girl friends told me she's so lonely and dateless that she might go to Buddha Bar and hump their iconic Buddha statue.
That's priceless.
Don't get all offensive on me, she's Buddhist.
And one more thing, I'm officially praying that people aren't too bored to go to Blowfishagain tomorrow because there will be a valentine Burlesque and Pole dancing show I'm dying to watch. NAUGHTY. I might learn a few tricks.
Happy Valentine again ( And Happy anti-valentine, if you hate it ). May you get your chocolate fix.
Good evening, blogging buddies. Are you all in the mood for a little love story? It wont take so long, promise.
Meet Dave. He's in his mid twenties, a heavy metal fiend, guitarist, aspiring writer, with rock star looks : tattoos, body piercings, and a face so gorgeous he might make celebrities jealous if it isn't covered by his messy appearances. Drug addictions, several probation, back stabbing crackhead friends, dysfunctional family and theft attempts. He's so mad at the world, feeling everybody and everything is out to get him. He trusts nobody, not even looking at anyone in the face. Women love him, intoxicated by his mystery. He never speaks to them, with the exceptions of when he told them to undress, kneel down, and bend over. He knows his power over them, feeling on a high when he sexually and emotionally abuses them maybe, the drugs wont let him know his own feelings.
Meet Frodo, a programmer and a part time model in his late twenties. Living so far away from home in the foreign land where his outrageously good looks are worshiped and temptations lurk in every corner. He doesn't hang with so many people, only a little clique of people as gorgeous as he is. He used to see the good in people, a romantic at heart. That stopped when he got his heart crushed, once or twice and maybe more. And everything seems bitter when he swore to change into a realist, interpreting realities by locking his heart and scoring as many as beautiful women possible who see him as a gleaming trophy, use him sexually like a jungle gym but cry their hearts out when he tells them that he has enough. That usually happens when the women start becoming more attached, clingy.
Meet Martinez, a college student in his early twenties. Quiet, handsome, intelligent, sensitive, and polite. He's not the guy who's known for always be accompanied by beautiful women everywhere and rotate them, far from it. He's too respectful for that. But one woman after another constantly break down after him. Irrevocably in love but never seem to capture his heart or his attentions in general. He's a self hater at best, unsatisfied on what life brings him and his family. Bad relationship with his own mother, always wants to escape. Pouring his feelings to beautiful but bitter poems. No one could understand him, and he can never seem to open up. The more he unknowingly hurts a person, the more he wants to point that gun to his head. He gives up hope to be happy. He doesn't think such things exist.
And finally, meet your girl Belle. Young, bubbly, sweet, with giggles and jokes that can make the grumpiest person cracks a smile. People always point out to her how lucky and happy she is, little do they know about what really happens under the surface. The huge case of heroic complex she develops, how she looks for love and search it in all the wrong places. Wearing her heart on her sleeve, always give out a helping hand to those in trouble and seek it but end up being blinded by her addictions to them in unhealthy dose. People's dysfunctionality makes her obliged to their needs. She wants to be there, and she wants to be repaid by love like the ones in fairy tales. Purely naive, oblivious to lying schemes, spends too much time focusing on what she calls romance. Answering any wake up calls from people by convincing herself that nobody sees the world the way she does, she bounces back from emotional pain and suicide attempts easily then continue the same cycle.
She meets too many Dave, Frodo, and Martinez . Supposedly had enough yet she still thinks they're her prince charming, even let them destroy her self worth in the process.
I guess she's too young and dumb to call it quits.
Oh by the way, Happy Valentine.
ps. In attempt not to sound so emo with this post, how are you? Anything special planned for February 14th?
Getting bored from spending all evening at home made me very creative in finding interesting stuff to do online. Especially after a long class involving a professor wanted us to pair up and arm wrestle each other after telling us to link her blog. Long story, you don't wanna know. But don't tell her you get her url from me if you decide to show some love there.
Although why you would show some love to my professor in the first place, I have no idea.
Right now, I have my eyes on this generator. You put in some names of your friends, copy-paste (or rewrite) the ten questions it throws together for you, and then answer them in your blog or something. I put the names of 10 blog buddies here, as usual.
Then it gave me these amusing questions that I will answer since I'm such a meme geek, here they are :
Funny, cute, lovable, friendly, and interesting. How would I know? Ah hello, have you read her addictive blog?
2. Shuffle your Ipod / MP3 player to find a song that JJ secretly dedicated to you. What is it?
Culo by Pitbull (????). That is sweet. For all I know the hooks are like this :
Esa hevita esta enterita tiene tremendo CULO! esta tan linda, esta tan rica, tiene tremendo CULO! que rica chiquita, pero que importa si tiene tremendo CULO! hasme el favor y meneate chica tienes tremendo CULO!
You get what I'm saying? ( If not, you can google translate it okay? ) While I would love being called tan linda and tan rica ( hohoho ), I really don't have tremendo culo.
3. If Angel was married to a famous actor, who would he be?
Probably Vin Diesel. Or Christian Bale perhaps? I might be wrong but I sense pretty poster boys aren't her type, and she'd like her men very manly.
4. If you could spend a weekend with Brooke. What do you think you would do?
Brooke is a very great and fun girl. Spending time with her will be a blast. So I'm guessing Las Vegas? Full on partying mode? Either that or an extended weekend in Cancun.
5. Do you think Chase could star a teenage romance movie? Who would he play?
He so could. I'm thinking he could play this famous quarterback with a good heart, who finally falls in love with a dork that turns into a very beautiful girl after gaining confidences and make over herself. Oh wait. Freddie Prinze JR stole my idea. Damn.
6. Oh no, Sebastian got kidnapped by aliens! What do you say once they get back?
Aliens don't probe Seb, Seb got to them first. HAHA.
7. Super fun fun day at the mall with you and Nic. How will it go?
We might empty the stores and buy insane amounts of shoes. Or we might get out from hair salon with completely different hair color. That's possible, I dye my hair blond and you can call me Tila. Kidding. Sort of.
8. If Ejannz and Sebastian teamed up, what would they most likely accomplish?
LOL you don't want me to answer that.
9. Who would you rather get stuck in handcuffs with, Santa Claus or Trinity?
Definitely Trinity dressed like a Santa. LOL. Besides, I will love some advices from her. From what I read in her blog, I could learn a lot.
10. Shuffle your Ipod / MP3 player one more time to find Nitya’s theme song. What is it?
Hurry Up By Che'Nelle. Nice, huh? Just when we talked about how we love being south east asians. And of course, these lines are pretty catchy in a total girly way :
We like em ripped, we like em ripped, we like em ripped all up We like em chipped, we like em chipped, we like em chipped all up You got me, You got em both but you weren't listening Is there any boys around here who can spitfire
Now, it's your turn, anybody wanna try? Please say yes.
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