yesterday, we were talking about the sound of music and the songs in the movie's soundtrack. den surprised me this morning with a copy of the cd. here is one of my favorites, my favorite things, sung by julie andrews when the von trap kids were all scared by lightning... i still have a couple of old movies that i'd like to see. i hope that i'd bump into a copy of Gone with the Wind and Casablanca one of these days. i remember during highschool when i was still hooked with teen fictions (yep, sweet valey, rl stein, sweet dreams, love stories... you name it), these two movies are almost always mentioned. but until now, i havent had the chance to see them.
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halloween is drawing near... and with it comes a number of spooky emails and web site with horror stories, sounds and pictures. im not much of a horror freak, i dont even believe in ghost. with the numerous forwarded messages and links sent to me, lately, i realized that frightening photographs do me more scare and give me more goosebumps than a two-hour-scary-movie. especially when the pictures were taken in places im familiar with..
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i read this plot issue of pinoy big brother saying that cass, uma and sam did not audition to be part of the show and that uma and cass are predetermined to be the final two survivors. if you ask me if it could be true? yes, of course there is a possibility. but if that is the case, i think the management, producers and directors of the series made a BIG mistake. and i also think that it would be really disappointing given the popularity that the reality t.v. show has gained. enough said.
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i'm staring into empty space again.
mood: numb
listening to: so long, farewell
looking forward: being saved from this monotony (by my hero? hehehe (:D)
My Favorite things
(by: Julie Andrews)
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
brown paper packages tied up with strings,
these are a few of my favorite things.
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.
these are a few of my favorite things.
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
silver white winters that melt into springs,
these are a few of my favorite things.
When the dog bites, when the bee stings,
when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
and then I don't feel so bad.
grays|*mumbles to herself*
| 11:40 AM
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hay naku... nakakatamad. ewan ko ba pero para akong uminom ng lazy antidote ngayong araw na to. sobrang inaantok talaga ko. malupet. may mga new teamates kami at isa sa kanila ay isang math prof sa up. nagulat ako. i asked him kung anong subject yung tinuro nya dati, he said math 53. tapos... whoah... naisip ko bigla, buti na lang hindi ko sya naging prof sa tatlong beses kong pag take ng intro to calculus (yep, a.k.a. math 53). isipin mo na lang kung si gadia (ang butihing math 17 prof ng block namin na naging dahilan kung bakit 20% lang yata sa block ang nagtuloy ng compsci) or si abarra yung naging officemate ko. scary iimagine di ba.
tinatamad talaga ko. sana bukas na...para makita ko na sya. oa na kung oa pero namimiss ko na talaga sya.
by the way, here's a picture of me and my sister(she) last night. napadaan sya sa office.
i found this while blog hopping and i find it really cute. :)
1. It is fruitless to attempt to indoctrinate a superannuated canine with innovated maneuvers.Can’t teach an old dog new tricks.
2. Scintillate, scintillate, asteroids minified.Twinkle, twinkle little star. (my favorite!)
3. Members of an avian species of an identical plumage congregate.Birds of the same feather flock together.
4. Surveillance should precede saltation.Look before you leap
5. Pulchritude possesses sole cutaneous profundity.beauty is (but/only) skin deep
6. It is fruitless to become lachrymose over precipitantly departed lacteal fluid.No use crying over spilled milk.
7. Freedom from incrustation of grime is continguous to rectitude.Cleanliness is next to godliness?
8. The stylus is more potent than the claymore.The pen is mightier than the sword.
9. Eschew the implement of correction and vititae the scion.Spare the rod, spoil the child
10. The temperature of the aqueous content of an unremittingly ogled saucepan does not reach 212 degrees.A watched pot never boils.
11. All articles that coruscate with respllendance are not truly suritorous.all that glitters is not gold
12. Where there are visible vapors having their prevalence in ignited carbonaceous material, there is conflagration.Where there’s smoke there’s fire.
13. Sorting on the part of mendicants must be interdicted.Beggars can’t be choosers
14. Eleemonsynary deeds have their incipience intramurally.Charity begins at home
15. Male cadavers are incapable of yielding any testimony.Dead men tell no tales.
16. Neophyte’s serendipity.Beginners’ luck.
17. A revolving lithic conglomerae accumulates no congeries of a small bryophtic plant.A spinning stone gathers no … mold? moss?
18. The person presenting the ultimate cachinnation possesses thereby the optimal cachinnation.He who laughs last laughs best
19. Abstention from any aleatory undertaking precludes a potential escalation of a lucrative nature.No guts no glory
20. Persons of imbellic mentality divagate inparameter which cherubic entities approach with trepidation.Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
...and i found another quiz...
You're Katherine "Kiki" Harrison
(Julia Roberts - 'America's Sweethearts')
Always the shoulder to cry on, you try to juggle
the lives of those you care about while
battling with your own. You have a beautiful
smile, a wonderful sense of humor and charming
wit, but often go unnoticed. Too many times
others get the spotlight, but that's ok by you.
You don't need the limelight, you just want
that special someone to recognize you for the
loveable and loving person you are.
You're booksy, artsy, and creative. You prefer
toned down, subdued classic clothing to express
your personality.
You do have a hard time expressing yourself
outwardly, and often turn to some 'thing' for
comfort, while you carry the brunt on your
shoulders.
You're ambitious and professional and succeed at
everything you tackle.
All in all, you're the rock.
Which Romantic Comedy Heroine Are You?
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grays|*mumbles to herself*
| 2:18 PM
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10.15.2005
| photography 101 |
on the way to puerto galera.
this is one of my lola's flowers in bloom. picture taken at bagong pook san jose batangas. home sweet home.
this was taken from subic. actually aby and marc took the picture. i just added the effects. :)
trapped
grays|*mumbles to herself*
| 3:56 PM
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| the saturday i was at the office |
I few days ago, I asked a friend to visit this site, and you know what he said? "What's up with it? its full of korean people images and anime graphics but you dont have any recent pic or anything.i still have no idea of how you are these days." I told him, Nahihiya kasi ako... :) (hehehe). So i decided to post a pic, due to public demand, ehem!).
yup, hindi sya kagandahan. kinda boring and stiff actually. well, as you can see, there's really no one else in this floor. occasionally, the guard would stroll by. that's about all, i have all this office space to myself today.
because i could ask no one to take my pic, i just tried my luck with the self timer option of cybershot. it's not that bad ryt? considering that the camera was seating on top of my cpu at the time i took this picture.
i'm gonna watch c.s.i. season 3 that i borrowed from jackie as soon as i get home later. im so excited. yabsi has to work on weekends so until any change on their schedule materialize, i need to think of ways to keep myself occupied on my rest days. otherwise... i'm gonna miss him and rant about it like a fool. i just wish he knows how much i love him... ;)
grays|*mumbles to herself*
| 1:33 PM
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10.14.2005
| the day with a bag of mr chips from eggpie |
what the heck am i doing?
i'm always depressed the day after every payday. this never fails. suddenly, i'm longing for the time in the distant pass when my allowance came from my mom and my scholarship. and most of the time, i find myself recounting the things that i planned to have or to buy or to get (by the time i have a job) and now, officially, failed to do so. then, this is also the time, when i will tell myself that in reality things were not that easy. if only i knew. i wouldnt have planned, that way it would be less painful to realize the failure.
i look painfully at my payslip, knowing that a big chunk of what i earned will go straight to bills, payables and a number of responsibilities i wont bore you with. what
would be left would sustain my allowance for the remaining days until the next pay comes. Usually, i end up with nothing but more stuff to pay for the next month's salary. pathetic right? and all along i thought that having a nice paying job doing something i like in a nice office environment in one of ayala's most prominent high rise would suffice my needs. dream on.
having a very limited resource taught me a lot of things. mind you, i think i grew up a lot during the two years that i had begun my career as a corporate slave.
i learned how valuable a stored value mrt card in your wallet is. aside from the obvious reason of saving you from the torment of the endless line in the ticket booth, it keeps you in tact for the harder battle ahead: getting into the train without being kicked, punched or wounded. it also ensures you of at least 8 mrt rides which theoretically reduce the sky-high fare you have to allot in your daily living allowance.
i became more observant. i began to notice small details in my daily routines which normally i would just ignore. i noticed the poor situation of our roads. i took pity on the traffic aid that endures all the perspiration and heat controlling the flow of the vehicles around him. i began to hate traffic having to suffer with it each and everyday. i blame the government for the shameful condition of street people lurking on the pedestrians. as the little prince said, "i began to think like a grown up."
i became a little too practical to the point of being frugal. i learned to be a selective buyer. i despise 7-11 for the gruesome prices they put on their goods. i learned to buy only the things that are totally necessary. i cringe of having to pay 150 bucks for a meal. i push myself to wake up early in the morning to prepare my lunch rather than going on the fast food chains everyday. i reserve my cravings for group lunch or once in a while hook ups with friends. i learned to appreciate walking from our office to ayala mrt station (less traffic, and its free). i learned how to control the urge of buying books or dvds. i could enumerate more but i guess you got the idea.
i learned that sometimes, you need to leave everything up to chance. in a corporate environment, like everywhere else for that matter, it is impossible to please everybody. the people you would meet would be different from you or anyone else you know. you need to be prepared on how to interact and deal with them. most of the times, everything just fall out of your control.
in the end, only true friends and your family will be around. there is no guarantee whatsoever if you could keep the people you meet as friends. Most of the times, they just fade into the background as time passes by. as you go around changing jobs, leaving the country, or starting your own family, you have to accept the fact that only a few friends will remain through time. cherish them.
i miss the time when i could sit in the sofa all day reading a novel and watching tv at the same time. it has proven to be an impossible task now. what little time i have on weekends, i spend with my yabsy or sleeping or plainly, doing nothing. i havent cracked a book for a long time now. my to-read-list is growing longer and longer each day. i tend to start some classics and forget about it after a few pages. haarhhh... that serious huh?
i have this urge to drink everything away. yep, i mean alchohol when i said drink. i dont know, but lately, i badly want to forget. forget about work, about money, about responsibilities, and other complexities of life. i just want to drop dead with nothing on my head and be satisfied with it. even for just an hour, i want to clear everything from my mind and dream on peacefully. oopppss, i sounded freaky. ü
so you see.... im desperate. i dont know what i want anymore. but then,after all the ramblings i just unfolded...i could say that my life is beautiful, complicated yet beautiful.
grays|*mumbles to herself*
| 5:02 PM
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10.12.2005
| the day when i wear my earphones all day |on friendship and everything else that comes in between
there is a proposed gimmik for g24 peeps, my freshman block on friday. i'm looking forward to it, it has been years since i last saw the first friends i met during my freshman year in UP. five long years. and now, everything seems to be different from what they are back then.
looking back
...my biggest problem was beating the deadlines for the mps and long exams.
...my tears were caused by failed exams and unreasonable professors.
...i fall in line for registrations and class enlistment.
...my limited allowance cause me a big headache at the start of each week.
and now
...my biggest problem is still meeting the schedule for automated functional testing.
...my tears were caused by problems concerning my family's finances.
...i fall in line daily at the mrt ticket booth.
...the scandalous amount of tax deductions on my payslip makes my temples hurt.
on a totally different matter, i give up
i miss my sykes friends. i've been thinking about them lately and how it feels weird not being able to talk to them at all. i blame my pride. i was mean. i was trying to prove that being ignored hurts. and now i learned that the gap that i had created with them leaves a big hole in my life. i hope we could work things out and things will return back to where it used to be. to cut all the crap, i just want to say that i miss them. really.
grays|*mumbles to herself*
| 3:53 PM
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10.11.2005
| the day when i keep on staring at the cute magnets |
im tired.
my back aches painfully.
my hands are getting numb having typed a mile today.
my eyes are heavy .
my brain is dead.
i cant think of anything.
my whole body is protesting to do anything at all.
maybe when i see you tomorrow, ill cry.
grays|*mumbles to herself*
| 6:16 PM
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10.07.2005
| the day with the feel good massage from metrowalk spa | 
it was the nice sweddish/siatsu combination. it was the quiet atmosphere at metrowalk. it was the fatigue i had been feeling lately. it was the muscle pains and the headache. but most of all, it was him. he made me laugh like no one else could do. he made me wonder what great thing could i have done to deserve such a wonderful person by my side. with him, being silly in front of other people does not matter at all. with him, i always feel a kind of happiness i have never felt before. i love him more each day. so much, it hurts.
i was up till 4amaside from the wonderful massage treat, we also found a couple of must-have korean movies. oh my, it was so worth it. i started looking for friends and lovers (aka lover's concerto) last year and finally i found a copy at metrowalk last night. i wouldnt have bought it, being the ultimate pobre-forever-na-walang-pera girl that i am. but of course, jun insisted on buying it. and since this comedy-drama flick had really touched my heart the when we saw it last year at the big screen (tagalized version unfortunately), who am i to say no? hehehe... i love the feeling of being spoiled. and he does that a lot. but almost always, i feel guilty, knowing that i could not return the favor. hay, someday, ill be able to. i'll make sure to find a way. lover's concerto stars Cha Tae-Hyun (gyun-woo of sassy girl), Son Ye-Jin(aby of endless love, summer scent), and Lee Eun-Joo. the story is about friendship and love. with a very very sad twist at the end that made me cry despite the fact i have already seen this movie before. we also bought another korean dvd, my crazy first love with gyun- woo as the silly leading actor again. if lover's concerto made me cry... this one is hilariously and outrageously funny.
grays|*mumbles to herself*
| 4:24 PM
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10.06.2005
| the day when i really really want to sleep |
"i want you to see what cant be seen. summer snow."
i cant believe im still crying. "summer snow" is this japanese series i borrowed from mabel a long time ago. i have been meaning to finish it for weeks but only got the chance to now. it made me cry. in the office, staring at my desktop, with tissues still wet with tears, there i was sobbing my heart out. it's a feel good movie with a really cool soundtrack that makes you feel relaxed and makes you smile as the story of unfold. the plot is perfect, and i fell inlove with natsuo (japanese word for summer) and yuki (snow). you see, natsuo is into diving and taking underwater photograph and he wants to take yuki diving to see summer snow. by the way, summer snow are snows falling deep into the ocean. however, yuki is suffering from a weak heart which made diving difficult. haaaay.... this is one
of those films that i wont be able to stop talking about.
grays|*mumbles to herself*
| 1:34 PM
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this was taken from subic. actually aby and marc took the picture. i just added the effects. :)
"i want you to see what cant be seen. summer snow."
