unlike last year more clothes than toys turned up this year. mostly little girls’ dresses and skirts and blouses that are so pretty i almost wanted to keep them for myself just to look at hehehehe ang kukyut kasi. i threw in 50 pieces of each: toothbrush, tooth paste, bath soap, notebook, box of crayons, and pencil and eraser that i got from the 100 yen shop. i also made pakyaw their marked-down goods that consist of small toys and coloring books and munchies like choco cookies, bubble gum, biscuits, candy bars, rice crackers, at kunganu-anopa.
sana matuwa sila.
One of the many things I and L really enjoy doing together is stargazing. Maybe because of his background in Physics, and my fascination obsession with Greek Mythology.
We actually became officially steady when he asked me to go stargazing one balmy night at the Malibu Beach. I had been overly stressed one day because of school when he showed up at my door. He asked me if he could interest me in going to the beach because there would be a meteor showers that night; and the beach is the best place to be for something like that; and he thought I might enjoy it. Without a second thought I jumped at the idea. We got to the beach around midnight, he opened the trunk of his car and took out a large vinyl mat which he spread flat on the sand and made me sit on it. Then he went back to the car and took out four plastic shopping bags from Vons and emptied their contents out on the vinyl mat. In front of me must have been 10 large bags of potato chips in different flavors, 3 bags of popcorn, 4 canisters of Planter’s CheezeBalls and Cheetos, 2 bags of Apple Chips, and 1-pound box of GummyBears - they’re all my favorite junk food. He also brought Calistoga Fruit-Juice drinks that I really liked then. I thought nothing could have been a more perfect date than that: eating all the junk food I love while counting shooting stars with a perfect gentleman that I’m beginning to really like and trust. Siguro kaya nagustuhan nya rin ako kasi I was such a “cheap” date.
During my last semester in college I stayed in Sampaguita dorm primarily because I wanted to go to the UP Observatory, which is just a few minutes walk up a hill right behind the dorm, everynight so I could use their telescope. I also spent many a night and a considerable amount of time sitting at the dorm’s garden just to look at the night skies. And until now I still know the names and can pinpoint all the planets and constellations visible to the naked eye. An obsession it is. Or, maybe, a friend of mine is right: just like my case studies in the distant past, I’m also autistic.
my 12 year-old tennis shoes fell apart habang hinahanap si holmes c. nung isang gabing madilim malapit sa taniman ng mga repolyo. poetry.
me: tang in a ‘pre, sayang, sana tinamaan na rin ng bomba at nadedo yung lahat ng ganid na miyembro ng kongreso at senado para mabawasan man lang ng masasamang tao sa mundo ‘no?
pre: kahit na yung tatay nung isang kaibigan natin?
me: mas lalunayun!
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caused by methane gas after the congresmen were served kamote-Q
instead of turon (both at the same price of P2,000 each). All
congressmen farted simultaneously while in session which caused the
build-up of the gas inside the plenary hall. It was unfortunate that
a congressman and a driver lit up their cigarettes outside the
building, while another opened the halls door to escape the sweet
ethereal smell causing the explosion. After the explosion, the
majority bloc passed a bill to restrict kamote-Q inside the congress
perimeter and have turon instead. The new cost of turon is P3,000
each to pay for added security. Opposition congressmen filed an
amendment to the bill, as they wanted gulaman-and-sago to go with the
turon, an additional P500 per serving.
***forwarded to me by a friend
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i need to get these off my chest:
to the m.tron. from .vrakhi ipanema:
l..v. .e al… i d… l.k. u u .isg..t me u .av. the m…ls of an all.y cat n y.. ..e not ev.. remotely .tt.ac..v. like y.. .la.. cut y… b..l shite!
to m. .ar…g l..j.:
sometimes . .an.a ru. ..ay f.o. .o. a.d go .o jardin ng .o.gainvil..a so i ..d .ob.. .a.g.o .an ..c. the d.y aw.y.
to go…th hills …10:
u .r. so h..c..t.a. n sanc….n.ou. u2 cut your bullsh! am olredi .ir.d .f .our inanities n repetitive blah-blahs!
to .ngl.. ..a.he. daw sya oh!
sana .ag m. n. .ang i.ag.ab. na .agt.t..o k. ng .ng.i.h kasi agua buf..lo .al.. e.g.i.. mo!
to ma n. p:
move on and stop your self-pity and try to learn how to luv yourself. and don’t igzajereyt things, please. you are such an easy read. kawawa ka naman pag di ka nagbago.
there…… i feel much better now. thank you.
key words hints:
morals; of an; alley cat; disgust; matrona; garden; the day; ultimatepleasure; a biblical giant; cal zip; falsity; self righteous; kalabaw;blond girl;analogue;shakespeare’s tongue;running away.
I tried to find Him on the Christian cross, but He was not there; I went to the temple of the Hindus and to the old pagodas, but I could not find a trace of Him anywhere. I searched on the mountains and in the valleys, but neither in the heights nor in the depths was I able to find Him. I went to the Kaaba in Mecca, but He was not there either. I questioned the scholars and philosophers, but He was beyond their understanding. I then looked into my heart, and it was there where He dwelled that I saw Him; He was nowhere else to be found.
- Jalaluddin Rumi, poet and mystic (1207-1273)
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L’s dad’s condition is taking a turn for the worse. it would just be an incessant jabberwock on cancer, dying, and ponderings on life that’s why i didn’t update this blog and made myself scarce for over a month. socrates and the dalai lama have been keeping me company, and i talk to them in my head and they give me some solace. they’re pretty consistent; i like consistent. i thought i had been disensitized 8 years after ate E died, hindi pala. di na talaga maaalis sa psyche ko ang bwisit na cancer na yan. bwisit talaga.
vertigo
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the other day, i opened our class discussion with this question: “if you were to choose between cancer and alzheimer’s, which would you choose?” the manangs - all 9 of them - collectively answerd: “CANCER!” i guess there is nothing more frightening than losing your mind (in the form of that dreadful disease. i mean, having, let say, schizophrenia, is also frightening but you are still left with a teeny weeny bit of capability to manage things for/by yourself that you don’t become totally dependent on the person or persons who would take care of you) , ain’t it? dun na lang din ako sa cancer.
the answers to the ‘WHY” that followed were really interesting and very helpful, at least to me. and sort of balanced things out a little.
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i’m borderline anemic and i had 2 mild attacks of vertigo (dahil sa fatigue na rin siguro) in the 2 weeks that passed. the doctor said i have to have some meat in my diet or he will make me take mega doses of iron supplement for a certain period of time. i chose the latter. but i also increased to the max my intake of green and leafy veggies. spinach and pechay everyday. i’m turning green, baby!
miss monay
the goddess of pisngi (when she was a toddler) hihihi loko lang. go to my flickr to see her little brother, the god of wealth.
a 180 year-old thatched-roof japanese house. now a museum. very very minimalist and zen. i vant to live here and roll around on those tatami mats.
I am soooo in love with *Dennis Locorriere…..
and Luiji knows it. 
I have a thing for bearded men.
I wish I was already a teenager in the 70s.
I would seduce him if I could.
*especially the first ‘oh yeah ol right’ part. watch and don’t miss it. he’s oozing with primitive sensuality it makes my heart pound.
i wanted to do something radical so i had my long luscious locks chopped off yestrday. dad in-law is terminally ill and i’m just worried crazy. he’s a very nice man and i love him to bits and i can’t accept stand the fact that there is nothing i can do for him. i was bargaining with the cancer god and thought of shaving my head making my hair as the stakes (no, am not being arrogant but just being wishful and hopeful) but hubby said ‘don’t’ so i didn’t, and just chopped it off really short.
when my sister was very sick and confined at the sloan-kettering i had also thought of shaving my head and go bald just like her when she was undergoing chemo but it had also occured to me that it wouldn’t look so inspiring having two bald women in the house so when i came back to japan i made a pledge that i would just climb mt. fuji to appease the cancer god a little bit to not make my ate emly suffer from so much pain.
she suffered from so much pain and died anyway.
even if climbed mt. fuji twice. and even mt. olympus twice.
cancer sucks.
i HATE cancer.
sorry that i couldn’t reply to some of your comments on my previous posts. and sorry that i haven’t been bloghopping, and leaving comments for you my friends. i’ve been feeling sad and unsociable lately.
I really love this Lobo song
it’s just so….. tragic
