Video of the week 6

I dedicate this week's video to birthday boy David.

Garbage is one of those bands that came out during the grunge explosion of the 90s that still remains as good as when they first started. I have a huge crush on Shirley Manson, the lead singer of the group.

This for you, Dave. I know how much you adore Garbage!

Special

I'm living without you
I know all about you
I have run you down into the ground
Spread disease about you over town

I used to adore you
I couldn't control you
There was nothing that I wouldn't do
To keep myself around and close to you

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I couldn't care less

I...
I...

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know

I used to amuse you
I knew that I'd lose you
Now you're here and begging for a chance
But there's no way in hell I'd take you back

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I've run out of comments
I'm tired of the violence
I couldn't care less

I'm looking for a new [4x]

We were the talk of the town [4x]

I thought you were special [4x]


From the album Version 2.0

Happy Birthday David!

To my bestest bud... Happy 24th birthday! How I wish I was there in Manila to celebrate with you and our friends.



David and I have known each other since we were kids. Well, I knew he was around school but he was three batches lower than I was so I didn't really pay that much attention. We became friends when he was in first year high school and I was in fourth year. Ours is a 11-year long friendship. We had our ups and downs, heartbreaks, misunderstandings, but we remained close. Regardless of distance, I still consider him as one of my closest and dearest friends.

Best wishes my dear mate! I love you heaps! >kiss, kiss<

Realisations of a Migrant

Rant Alert!

There are times amidst the hectic life I lead that I sometimes ponder on how different I have become from the person I was when I first migrated to this country 5 years ago. Gone was the uncertainty that I felt or the awkwardness. In its place is confidence and security with oneself. I remember going back to Manila for a holiday 2 years after I migrated. Whenever friends or relatives asked me how life is like overseas, I always said "I feel like I've grown ten years older."

I may be exaggerating but in reality that is how I felt. Trying to make your mark in a foreign country is quite difficult, mind you. The dollars don't come poring in the bucket load nor they just grow on trees for everyone to come and help themselves. You want money? You have to work - HARD - and believe me, you have never worked hard in your life until you've worked overseas.

It's not just the work. It's the whole mindset of the culture that makes you change. I have realised upon setting foot in this country that Filipinos of my generation are, unfortunately, very shallow. I know I may be generalising with this statement, but raise your hand if you happen to know a person who does NOT possess one of these traits:

1. MUST have the latest mobile phone

2. Brand label of clothing is very important even if it's expensive and you clearly cannot afford it

3. MUST have Starbucks even if it's ridiculously expensive and you clearly cannot afford it

4. MUST have the latest technological gadgetry and it is essential to show it off, even if you cannot afford it

5. Girls - a boyfriend with a car is a MUST

6. Boys - a girlfriend who is a virgin is a MUST

7. Wearing glasses is so nerdy and should not be considered especially if you are in your 20's

8. Wearing clothes that are different is wrong

Let me elaborate on each point.

Point number 1 - Jesus! Mobile phones in the Philippines costs around $35,000, even more! That is a lot of money considering wages are only P250 a day. Mate, save your money and pay the bills! I'm sure that 90% of the time, the money used to pay for the said phone is utang. It's just a freaking phone! Besides, you don't use it for phone calls anyway. You spent all your money on the blasted phone that you don't have enough money to buy a charge card so all you can afford is SMS messaging. Figures!

Point number 2 - I have to admit that I love labels myself, but I refuse to fall into the trap of buying them even if I cannot afford it. I recognise that labels produce better quality clothing, but in a country like the Philippines where it can get really uncomfortably hot, it doesn't matter what you wear. You'll just sweat anyway! Now, because people are so adamant to own brand labels, they resort to buying 1st class fakes. Not only are you ripping off the economy by doing that, but you also look stupid when you're totting a fake Louis Vuitton bag. Don't fall into the trap of buying fakes just to look "cool." If you want the damn thing, then save up for it! Or better yet, put your money into a savings account and watch it grow.

Point number 3 - Ah, Starbucks. I don't mind it, but I like Coffee Bean better. Here in the good ol' Oz, we are quite lucky that we have numerous cafes that we can have coffee wherever and whenever we want. We are not limited to just one or two places. Now, Starbucks is a revolution in the Philippines. I have never seen a place where people are queueing up by the numbers just to get a cuppa and a place where it is filled with people who drink their coffees in the slowest possible manner! What is this? A business meeting or a student project discussion perhaps? No? All for bloody show that's what! Oh, look at me! I'm drinking Starbucks coffee/Frappucino. So fucking what? It's just coffee! My fucking espresso maker makes better coffee that they do! Besides, a huge number of the population are not in the position to pay P150 pesos for coffee.

Point number 4 - I love gadgets. If I could, I'd buy the latest IBook, buy a 40gig iPod and a Bose speaker to replace my sound system, and the latest imaging software. Oh, and also a professional 7mp digital camera! But I can't! Because I cannot afford! Well, tell that to the idiots who insist on buying these things even if they are paying through the nose just to get it, possibly getting into so much debt and maxing out their credit cards. Of course, don't forget to show it off! I'll just be in the sidelines laughing my arse off if and when it gets stolen.

Point number 5 - You want a car girl? Get your fucking own and hire a driver!

Point number 6 - If you want a virgin, then stop trying to sleep with every girl you meet! These are the kind of men that I'd love to kill. You want a virgin? Go to a nunnery! You might get lucky. Oh, and mate, if you find a woman who is 25 or older and insists they're virgins? It could be one of three things:
a. They're nuns
b. They're totally fugly or;
c: They're lying!

Point number 7 - When I went back to Manila for a holiday, my relatives and friends were shocked to see me wear glasses. I have always worn them, but before I could get away with removing them and just use them for reading. Now, I'm blind. I can't drive/work/read without them. I got asked the question, "Do you really have to wear that ALL the time?" Well, duh! This is probably my most hated comment. So what if I wear glasses? I felt like I was in high school, getting teased for being a "nerd" because of my eyewear. Well, you don't like it? I'm not forcing you to like it, but don't pass judgement on me just because I happen to wear this so-called "accessory" you insist I don't really need. Well, I hope that when the day comes that I am stupid enough to listen to you, you happen to be crossing the street while I'm driving and then I'll run you over... just because you insist that I should not look nerdy!

Point number 8 - Uniqueness is discouraged. How fucked up is that? I love dressing up, being different and stylish at the same time. I love mixing and matching different eras, and at the moment I love the 80s preppy look and the Boy London look. I often get compliments because of it too. If Filipinos want to stick to their post-Nirvana American style, then go ahead! But don't try telling me that you're cool, because according to the rest of the world you ain't!

It is unfortunate that living in a foreign country makes you see all the unpleasantness surrounding your home country. I wish I can do something to make things better but nobody can help these people but themselves. The Philippines has the potential to be great, if only the people stop concentrating on the most banal issues and just concentrate on helping out the ailing nation.

I really wish I can have this life back in the Philippines where I am close to my friends and family. At the same time, I know that I have to be practical. If I want to have a comfortable life for myself and for my future family, I have to make a sacrifice and leave. Thus, I am here for good.

I just hope that when I go back, I wouldn't have to write too many bad things about my trip upon my return and rather focus on the positives...

Monday blues...

Sir Bob is right...

I don't like Mondays.

It started with a sour note. One of my staff members tendered her resignation. The poor thing has been taking a lot of sick leave days because she hasn't been well. It turns out that she had a couple of minor operations (for reasons, she cannot disclose the nature of her illness) and it had not helped at all. It has taken a serious turn that she had to give up full time work for awhile.

Health is definitely wealth. You never know when your body is going to betray you. I try my darnest to eat healthy, get some regular exercise, and basically maintain my current clean living - that is, not smoking and low consumption of alcohol.

Work has been busy as well. It turns out that the company has signed up a new customer and that my department will be looking after its daily service. Fantastic! More work, less people. My department has been over-staffed for the past six months anyway. This is good news!

I have spent some time on the internet as well looking for a house to buy with Arnie. We both have agreed on moving to the north of Melbourne, since my mum lives in the west and his parents live in the east. We have to compromise. The north is right in the middle, close to both our parents' houses.

Went to the gym after work. I reckon I had a great workout - 20 minutes on the treadmill, 1500 meters on the rower, weights, lats, leg press, abdominal exercises - the works! I wish I brought my bathers so that I could have hit the spa afterwards.

I am feeling quite sleepy but I'm still waiting for Arnie to call me. He's become a real gym junkie and usually spends at least 3 hours there! Well, I'm not complaining. He's turning out to be a real hunkie :p

Off to get some strawberries and watch Big Brother Uncut...

I salute you Sir Bob!

How I wish I was in London, that I was one of the people to have had the once in a lifetime opportunity to have watched Live 8.

Australia's Channel 9 is doing an exclusive coverage of the concert and I'm currently watching it. I have heard the highlights on the radio all day today. Pink Floyd is now playing, reunited for this time, for this cause, playing "Wish You Were Here." It just sends chills down my spine!

My respect for Sir Bob has grown triple fold. He is the best man for the job. To have been so moved back in the day when the famine in Ethiopia was at its peak, to endeavour gathering the biggest UK artists in the 80's to keep aside differences (especially in the case of Simon Le Bon and Boy George) and produce the daggiest Christman song ever made, and to make sure that every cent goes to the famine relief, is a job made for somebody with conviction, conscience, and most importantly, a heart.

It was a great day for music and for the poverty stricken people in need of help from the world's richest. If Bill Gates could easily part with a few billions, the G8 could surely do something!

Regardless of what other people say, Sir Bob, you are a hero in my eyes. I am sure that this generation can be great and contribute to the end of poverty.

I salute you!

Live 8

You may have noticed the addition to my blog template - the Make Poverty History white band. In today's world, we have a chance to be the first generation to be able to put a stop to poverty and hunger. In July 6, the G8 convention wherein the 8 leaders of the richest nations in the world will gather in Scotland. They have the power to put a stop to the needless death of 30,000 children a day because of poverty.

Sir Bob Geldoff, the person behind Live Aid (was originally formed for the famine relief in Ethiopia), is in full force communicating to the world the need to help this brilliant cause. Ten concerts, 100 artists, ten different countries... all united for one cause.

Live 8 starts tomorrow. If you are able to watch or even listen to it on the radio, please do so. Grab a white band and show your support. Let us take some time off our comfortable lives and help a little. Take part of this once in a lifetime show - in Sir Bob's words, "the greatest concert ever."

When 5ive became 3...

I did something similar to this survey a few weeks ago, wherein the questions were asking five of each. Got this from Kat, from her blog entry The Power of Three.

Three names you go by:
Jen
Jennie
Keiko (some of my university friends still call me this!)

Three screen names you have had:
jaguarxjsau
quidditch_champ
jennie78

Three physical things you like about yourself:
my nose
my legs
my hips

Three physical things you don't like about yourself:
my height
my lips
my neck

Three parts of your heritage:
Spanish
Chinese
Filipino

Three things that scare you:
Flying cockroaches (thank God there's none of those here in Melbourne!)
the feeling of being not in control of a situation
psychopaths

Three of your everyday essentials:
Coffee/Eating
Bathing
Sleeping

If we're talking about physical stuff:
My iPod
my car
Eyeglasses

Three of your favorite bands/musical artist:
The Cure
Interpol
Tears for Fears

Three of your favorite songs:
Close To Me - The Cure
Obstacle 1 - Interpol
Pale Shelter - Tears for Fears

Three things you want in a relationship:
Humour
Honesty
independence

Three truths and lies in no particular order:
(truth)
I speak three and a half languages fluently (Filipino, Japanese, English, and Spanish being the "half")
I have 10 gigabytes worth of mp3s on my PC.
I have 5 pairs of eyeglasses.

(lies)
I'm very feminine (hah!)
I don't like music.
I hate dogs.

Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you:
chest
bum
hands

Three of your favorite hobbies:
Reading
Blogging
Surfing the net

Three things you want to do really badly now:
Play with my pug Meeko
Jog along the beach
Eat a huge bowl of Vietnamese soup

Three careers you're considering/you've considered:
Writer
Photographer
Musician

Three places you want to go on vacation:
Brazil - Rio
New Orleans
Acapulco

Three things you want to do before you die:
Travel the world
Publish my novel
Contribute to end poverty

Three ways that you are stereotypically a boy/girl:
Being boy crazy
I worry about how I look
I constantly fix my nails.

Three celebrity crushes:
Roland Orzabal
Daniel Radcliffe
David Duchovny

Video of the week 5...

This week's video is "Honest Mistake" by The Bravery.

The Bravery is a five-piece synth rock band from New York whose music is reminiscent of old New Order. They have a non-secret hatred of The Killers whom they have been having a few heated exchanges of words. Oh well, as far as I'm concerned, they're both great bands.

My blog friend eLf has the video "Mr. Brightside" on his blog. Check it out!

Here's the lyrics to this week's video: Honest Mistake

People
They don't mean a thing to you
They move right through you,
Just like your breath
But sometimes
I still think of you
And I just wanted to
Just wanted you to know
My old friend...
I swear I never meant for this
I never meant...

Don't look at me that way
It was an honest mistake
Don't look at me that way
It was an honest mistake
An honest mistake

Sometimes
I forget I'm still awake
I fuck up and say these things out loud
My old friend...
I sweat I never meant for this
I never meant...

Don't look at me that way
It was an honest mistake
Don't look at me that way
It was an honest mistake
An honest mistake
Don't look at me that way
It was an honest mistake
Don't look at me that way
It was an honest mistake
An honest mistake

At home...

Didn't go to work today. Stupid migraine...

I'm feeling better now though. Woke up this morning to get ready for work but my head was so heavy. Preparing Meeko's breakfast was a struggle. Sleep through the morning, work up at 2pm, and now I'm right as rain.

Just checking emails now and looking for a music video for this week's video...

Scratch that...

My original plans of creating a new template for my blog? Scratch that. I just can't be fucking bothered. Decided to add a few blinkies instead and appropriate sidebar titles.

I haven't got the time nor patience to create a template from scratch. Maybe in a few years if I'm still around...

Ho-hum...

I have been trying to create a new template for this blog, but I have been finding it too damn trying and difficult to do! Probably if I have enough free time I'll get to it.

Busy-busy at work today. End of financial year, reports to run, school is starting in a couple of weeks, and on top of that, my boss nominated me to be the branch's "super user" for the new People Soft software for E-procurement.

Hayyyyyyy.....

Funny though, amidst all the whinging I do I still love my work.

...Just whistle while you work....

I Love You baby!!!

I dedicate the following songs to the man I love with all my heart, body, and soul...

All I Want Is You

You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
You say you want
Your story to remain untold

But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You say you’ll give me
A highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night

You say you’ll give me
Eyes in a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You say you want
Your love to work out right
To last with me through the night

You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold

All the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You...all I want is...
You...all I want is...
You...all I want is...
You...

- U2 "Rattle and Hum" 1988



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Lovesong

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again

However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you

- The Cure "Disintegration" 1989



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I Drove All Night

I had to escape
The city was sticky and cruel
Maybe I should have called you first
But I was dying to get to you
I was dreaming while I drove
The long straight road ahead, uh, huh

Could taste your sweet kisses
Your arms open wide
This fever for you is just burning me up inside

I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep
To make love to you
Is that alright
I drove all night

What in this world
Keep us from falling apart
No matter where I go I hear
The beating of our one heart
I think about you
When the night is cold and dark
No one can move me
The way that you do
Nothing erases the feeling between me and you

I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep
To make love to you
Is that alright
I drove all night

Could taste your sweet kisses
Your arms open wide
This fever for you is just burning me up inside

I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room is that all right
i drove all night ,
i drove all night ......

- Cyndi Lauper "A Night To Remember" 1989



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Mad About You

I'm mad about you
You're mad about me babe
Couple of fools run wild aren't we
Pushing the day into the nighttime
Somewhere between the two
We start to see

Mad about you (Mad about you)
Lost in your eyes (Reason aside)
Mad about love (Mad about you)
You and I

Something 'bout you
Right here beside me
Touches the touched part of me like I can't believe
Pushing the night into the daytime
Watching the sky's first light
While the city sleeps

- Belinda Carlisle "Belinda" 1986



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I also want to share some photos of myself and Arnie. If you can't handle the mush, then DON'T LOOK!!!

... feeling slightly hormonal...

Happy and comfy together ^_^ 

He may need a haircut badly but he's still kissable ^_^ 

Kiss-kiss for my love ^_^ 

Naughty survey

Scrounged this from blog friend Vayie. I'm in a rather naughty mood today. I'm also bored. I won't be going out till late tonight. Some goth club that my friends wanted to go to...

Anyway, on with the Q & A!

5 Places you wanted to “GET IT ON”:

The places I have not tried and want to try?

1. Kitchen
2. Car Garage
3. Backyard
4. Office desk (mine anyway :p)
5. Bonnet of car

(Exhibitionist? ahaha!)

5 Celebrities you fantasize doing “it” with:

1. Roland Orzabal
2. David Duchovny
3. Colin Firth
4. Orlando Bloom
5. Robert Smith (in his hay days. Such a good looking man!)

Your sexual fantasy:

- Something that involves a lot of water, chocolate, and candles... think about it :p

Did you lose your virginity to some Jerk, Mr. Wrong?

- Yes, and boy do I regret it!

Favorite Part of A Man’s Body:

- bum, chest, hands.

What is your view on Pre-Marital Sex?

- nothing wrong with "trying before you buy" :p

Favorite Position:

- do you really want to know this? hahaha

Last Sexual Encounter:

- a week ago :p

What is your view on SEX?

- It's a great thing to be enjoyed. It helps that you do it with someone you care for, but that's just my point of view.

Where is your erogenous zone?

- I am very sensitive :p

What makes a guy really sexy?

- intelligence, sensitivity and a great sense of humour. It helps if he known what to do in bed as well :p

Have you met him already?

- definitely!

Do you sometimes pick a fight hoping for a fantastic make-up session afterwards?

- Why should I? Our making out sessions are always fantastic regardless! hahaha!

When you kiss where do your hands go?

- his hair, his back, his chest... depends on my mood :p

Wackiest place you’ve ever made out?

- In a bus with the stupid ex... hahaha!

I Believe...

I believe that when the hurting and the pain has gone
We will be strong, Oh yes we will be strong
And I believe that if I'm crying while I write these words
Is it absurb ? Or am I being real
I believe that if you knew just what these tears were for
They would just pour like every drop of rain
That's why I believe it is too late for anyone to believe

I believe that if you thought for a moment, took your time
You would not resign yourself to your fate
And I believe that if it's written in the stars, that's fine
I can't deny that I'm a Virgo too
I believe that if your bristling while you hear this song
I could be wrong or have I hit a nerve ?
That's why I believe it is too late for anyone to believe

I believe that maybe somewhere in the darkness
In the nighttime, In the storm
In the casino
Casino spanish eyes
I believe, no I can't believe that every time you hear a new born scream
You just can't see the shaping of a life
The shaping of a life

- Tears for Fears Songs From The Big Chair 1985



*** Still fantasizing on Ronald's shirtless look in this song's video... yum...***

The look of love?

Had a hearty Mexican dinner with Arnie after work. We headed off to Max Brenner's for an after-dinner chocolate treat. In my case, I'm just addicted to their Mexican Spicy Chocolate. We were sitting next to an Australian couple who were rather taken by each other. In my typical cheeky fashion, I said to Arnie in my native tongue:

Looks like someone's getting some tonight.

Of course, he laughed. Then he asked also in the native tongue:

Was he giving the girl "the look"?

I said, "Yes, he was. He's going to get lucky."

You may ask, "what is 'the look'?"

I guess everybody who has been in a relationship has been guilty of giving "the look." I know that I am. Of course at the time when this whole conversation was taking place, I conveniently forgot. So I asked Arnie, "Do we still give each other that look?"

He looked at me and said, "Yes, we do. Many times."

I didn't believe him. I thought we have fallen into that stage of our relationship where we are very comfortable with each other and we don't feel the need to resort to being all "touchy-feely." Then when we were walking to where our cars were parked, hand in hand, with the winter chill in the air, I looked at him. I still see the man I fell in love with 4 years ago. I love him even more now if that's believable. He looked at me and said, "See? 'The look' is still there."

Then we kissed, underneath the stars, along the busy streets, with heaps of people witness to this public display of affection.

The look of love? I can't get enough of it. I guess underneath this exterior of praticality and self-assuredness, I am a romantic at heart. Arnie was right. "The look" is still there because we want it to be there. We don't want to let of that intoxicating feeling, the constant touching, fleeting glances and stolen kisses. It makes us love each other even more.

Sigh... I am so in love with Arnie. I can't wait to be his wife...

And I feel so.....

Cold

The coldest shoulder cast in metal
Frozen to the bone
To rely on hook, line and sinker
What a sinker
Sinking like a stone
You'd be better off alone
She saw me on the television underneath the sun
Thought that I was warm like mother, lover, brother
Brother, she was wrong
Me, I don't long to belong
Cold, been excommunicated cos I'm cold
My temperature's been rated and I'm cold
Bring to me my big old sweater
Nothing more will make me better
I met her on Monday and my heart did nothing new
Seems she thought of me as some mystic, fatalistic, mystical guru
Me, I haven't got a clue
But floating on a magic carpet high above the earth
You can see the world like a Buddha, bread and Buddha
Bigger than you hurt
Don't you know that love is work
Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I'm cold
And Capricorn is rising yes I'm cold
Listened to my old Nockles
Hoped that it would warm the cockles
You can't fight the fear you can't, this is the road you're on
You don't belong to me you don't belong to any one
Your reputation lies not in your eyes, but those who dare
Will bite the hand that feeds when it don't meet your needs When you got blood to bleed, you got a life to lead
In the flood with my blood I can hold you
Cold, been excommunicated cos I'm cold
My temperature's been rated and I'm cold
Bring to me my big old sweater
Nothing more will make me better
Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I'm cold
There'll be no comprimising, cold, cool, cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Cold
Cold
Cold

- Tears for Fears Elemental album 1993

Video of the week 4...

My favourite dance track of the moment!

This is dedicated to all the male readers out there who may have seriously thought about working out >o<

Call On Me...

... I'm the same boy I used to be...

Rather short lyircs, innit? :p

A Girl's Story/Yan Ang Pinay movement

I have been reading my friend's blogs and stumbled upon Jonas Diego's blog. He is my friend Tobie Abad's friend who also happens to be a graphic artist.

His blog is filled with original artworks and online comics. I want to share with you this:

A Girl's Story



This is for all the women out there who don't think they have a voice. This is also for all the men out there who have female loved ones who may have suffered the same fate. Enjoy!

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You may have notice on the side bar the slogan "Yan Ang Pinay". Feel free to click the link below the slogan to find out! Anybody can contribute to this worthy cause! Thanks!

Random thoughts Part 1

My head is all over the place. I have so many things running through my mind at the moment. Please allow me to rant...

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It's getting really cold now. Winter is definitely here. I woke up yesterday morning and it was 6 degrees! Brrr!!!!

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There are times when I fantasize about being a Big Brother housemate. I don't know why. It seems really silly of me to do so since I am a creature of comfort and I value my privacy so much. I guess it is a once in a lifetime opportunity, of course winning close to a million dollars ain't so bad either.

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Jaime Cardinal Sin passed away. Big effin deal!

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Rumour has it that Gloria Macapagal Arroyo has plans of declaring Martial Law in the Philippines. Hwahahahahaha!!!! That just makes me effin laugh!

Have you guys heard about Live Aid getting back together to rally against poverty? A noble idea indeed. First things first: get the Catholic Church involve. Get them to contribute millions of dollars that they can surely afford!

Sir Bob Geldoff asked the Vatican for help. And you know what he got in the mail? Ratzinger's photo! No note, no nothing! Sheesh! What does the Vatican want the starving people to do? Stare at the pope's picture? It's not like it's going to do anything to change their situation!

And still the Catholic Church is wondering why people are deflecting. Jeez!!!

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It's not that I don't care about the Church. I may be so callused as to not care about the Archbishop of Manila's death. But that's just it. I really don't give a crap. I cared more for Teodoro Benigno's death a few weeks back than Sin's. I guess my priorities are just focused someplace else than religion.

*****

I was a religious person. I went to church every Sunday. I took confessions and communions. I know all of the hymns. After going to a Catholic university, I became an agnostic... how ironic, huh?

The great thing about being in La Salle is that they don't shove religion down your throat. They encourage free thinking, unlike other Catholic universities that I know of... and I will not name any for fear of tomatoes being thrown at me! :p

*****

Have you heard of this one? Children as young as 14 wanting to be mothers. What the hell is this world coming to? The federal government recently instigated the giving of government grants up to $3000 for every child born. $3000??? That's not even enough for three months' worth of nappies, formulas, and clothing!

Children having children... all because of money. Parents, PLEASE take control!

*****

I should really start taking guitar lessons. My guitar playing skills is just lousy.

*****

Back to the darkroom tomorrow? You effin bet! I'm a darkroom addict!

You don't belong here/Forgive and forget

A good friend Ryan, whom I have gone to the same high school and university, often tells me through our regular MSN chats that I appear to be the only one amongst our mutual friends that truly moved on to better things. He said that living in Australia suited me, and that I truly belonged in a foreign country.

"It's not that I don't want you to come back, it's just that you are not suited to stay here in the Philippines. You'll rot here."

Hmmm, interesting.

It may have to do with my personality. Ryan has known me longer than any of our friends that I still have regular contact with. He knows that despite my "personality change" during our uni days when I was going out with a certain someone, he still has the image of the outgoing, outspoken, and often blunt Jennie that he knew back in high school.

That relationship nearly destroyed me. It nearly ruined me. It broke my spirit, my confidence, everything that made me the individual that I was. That is the reason why I still hate him, why I could never forgive, and it constantly reminded me of what a fool I was. It made me hate myself.

Ryan tells me to forget, forgive, and move on.

As much as I want to, it's hard. How can you forgive? For three years, I was unsure of myself. Three years of listening to a man saying things like:

"No one can love you the way that I do."

"Why do you need friends when you already have me?"

"Ang arte mo."

"Huwag kang lumandi."

"If you loved me, you'll have sex with me."

Sigh... I was a fool to have let this go on as long as it did. He cared so much about appearances that he wanted to mold me into the woman he thought is suitable, to be accepted by people around him.

Why do men do this? Whatever happened to liking a person for what they are, not for what you want them to be? Being the stubborn bitch that I can be, we had heaps of fights. I believe he didn't expect me to contest him too much. He probably thought that I was different from other Filipina women out there who just agree with everything the man says.

As soon as I migrated to Australia, I broke up with the guy I was seeing. It was easy enough, I thought we could remain friends, but he called a few times using his mobile phone, mind you, to verbally abuse me. It was then I realized that I have to completely severe ties and never communicate ever again.

Don't get me wrong. I still wouldn't mind giving him a punch on the nose and a matching black eye for what he did. I really want to move on and forget the whole thing. Forget, maybe, but never will I forgive him. He is a reminder of the weakness I showed back then. I want to beat him senseless, carve out his eyes, and shove it down his throat. He is every bit the man that I despise.

Yes, I do not belong in the Philippines. I do not care for appearances. I do not care for being one with the crowd. I do not care for having the latest of everything. I do not care for being sexually repressed. I do not care for being considered different because I wear glasses or I don't have a tiny body. I do not care for everything that is superficial.

I care about being me. I care about having a voice and feeling free to speak out. I care about being able to express myself as I so choose without being judged. I care about having the freedom to kiss and cuddle my partner without being looked at like I'm some leper. I care about being able to wear different style glasses and not be called names. I care about being a healthy size and not be ostracised for it.

I love being in a country that allows me to explore all these things. I love being in a country that allows me to be me. As much I love my friends and family, I'm afraid I will never go back. I will never stay longer than a month for holidays. I'm afraid I cannot stay in country that cannot guarantee me a good future.

Australia has been kind to me. It has given me so much... a career, a life, a fantastic partner.

I miss my friends... I miss my family... I miss the gimmicks and the laughter. I wish I could take them all here with me. I can't go back. I don't belong there...

Another Survey...

Being a sucker for surveys, I found this interesting one that was posted by James, a "friendster" of mine.

Here is another one of those "top five" surveys. Enjoy!

1.Name ToP 5iVe Fave CoLors
- Black
- Blue
- Blood Red
- Baby Pink
- Moss Green

2. Name 5ive favorite fast foods..
- Subway sandwiches
- Urban Burger (Chorizo)
- Nissin Ramen
- Whopper Junior with Cheese
- Quarter Pounder with Cheese

3. Name 5iVe things in your bag (backpack)
- Mobile Phone
- Lip Gloss
- Cutex Hand Lotion
- Money!!!
- Mints

4. Name 5iVe favorite Hangouts.
- Max Brenner
- Club Retro
- City
- Chadstone
- Arnie's pad!

5. Name 5iVe favorite food
- Unagi
- Peking/Roast Duck
- Blueberry Cheesecake
- Anything Japanese!
- Hot and spicy food

6. Name 5iVe favorite songs as of the moment
- Pale Shelter by Tears for Fears
- Lovesong by The Cure
- The Way You Are by Tears for Fears
- Banquet by Bloc Party
- There Is A Light That Never Goes Out by The Smiths

7. Name 5ive things you would like to do right now
- Take a long, hot bath
- Have a large bowl of Apple Pie and Ice Cream!
- Sleep for days... if that were possible!
- buy stuff in ebay
- Make love :p

8. Name 5ive most valuable possesion
- iPod
- my collection of band shirts
- my collection of band posters
- my book library
- my music library

9. Name 5iVe things you are addicted to:
- Chai Tea Latte
- Band shirts
- Internet
- Shopping!
- Burberry

10. Name 5iVe plans for next week.
- Shopping!
- Have a huge Mexican dinner on Friday
- Dancing at Club Retro (again!)
- Take my pug Meeko to Pugwood
- gym training

11. Name 5iVe favorite drinks.
- Bloody Mary
- Vodka and Orange
- Gym Junkie smoothie
- Mixed Fruit Juices
- Coffee!!!

12. Name 5iVe highschool friends
- James Aban
- Ryan Villanueva
- Andrienne Gaerlan
- Brian Medina
- Sharrie Katigbak

13. Name 5iVe favorite movies.
- Philadelphia
- Bridget Jones' Diary
- Sliding Doors
- Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
- Lost in Translation

14. Name 5iVe favorite bands.
- The Cure
- The Smiths
- Tears For Fears
- Interpol
- Bloc Party

15. Name 5ive websites.
- Google
- Blogspot
- Jkrowling.com
- tearsforfears.com
- thecure.com

16. Name 5ive favorite foreign artists.
- Colin Firth
- Alan Rickman
- Dame Judy Dench
- Dame Maggie Smith
- Johnny Depp

17. Name 5ive local shows.
- Rove Live
- Spicks and Specks
- Rockwiz
- Secret Life of Us
- Enough Rope

18. Name 5ive people you admire
- Robert Smith
- Ian Curtis
- Jim Morrison
- Virginia Woolfe
- Sylvia Plath

19. Name 5ive careers you dream of
- Journalist
- Travelogue host
- Author
- Cafe/Restaurant owner
- Physical Trainer

20. Name 5ive people that make you smile/happy
- Arnie
- My pug Meeko (she believes she's human!)
- family
- friends
- workmates

From the Boardroom to the Darkroom

I have been so busy at work this week. I have never looked forward to an alcoholic drink so much in my life! I needed to relax, to get my head off of work even for a few hours.

A few of my friends and I decided to meet up in the city and make a night out of the cold wintery Friday it turned out to be. Being the responsible driver that I am :p I drove home after work and left my car. I had a quick shower and changed into some great winter gear. I called a cab and went to the city to meet my friends. We had dinner at a local Japanese restaurant. The cold weather called for hot sake. I ordered my favourite Japanese meal, the Unagi. The dinner took about a couple of hours before we left the restaurant, due to the fact that my friends and I can be quite chatty after a few drinks. Afterwards, we went to the shops and bought a few things. I picked up my burberry scarf and got another pink one. I am so obsessed with Burberry at the moment!

My friends broke the bank and bought numerous items. The sales were still on and they ended up buying so many clothes and shoes that they easily spent around a couple of thousand! That leather Ralph Lauren jacket that my girlfriend bought alone costs $800!!! Sometimes, I honestly think my friends are getting paid TOO much for their own good!

10 pm... we headed for Club Retro in Lonsdale Street. Back up in the darkroom, Arnie met up with me. We all danced the night away, drank a lot, and had a great night. Dancing to my favourite artists definitely helps in relaxing oneself. The alcohol definitely helps too :p.

Needless to say, I got so pissed last night. I got addicted to Snakebite and Black and topped it up with a few straight vodkas. But I am quite proud to say I did not throw up!

I woke up with a massive hangover though...

AND I will do it again!

30 sleeps...

... till Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince is released!!!

Yay!!!

I have pre-purchased my copy for a mere $29.95 at Dymocks, one of the biggest bookstores in Australia. I cannot wait!

There were a few confirmed "rumours" that have been circulating regarding the book by JKR herself. I got these from a variety of sources:

1. A character will die.
- Heaps of speculation and apparently, betting pools have been opened across the globe as to the identity of the character. I just hope it's not Hagrid...

2. The "half blood prince" does not refer to either Harry nor Voldemort.
- People have been saying that it may be Dean Thomas. This has not been confirmed nor denied by JKR.

3. A new character by the name of McClaggan will be introduced.
- The new DADA professor perhaps?

4. More to Petunia Dursley that meets the eye.
- Nothing to do with her being a squib. She is definitely a muggle.

5. Grawp will appear again.

6. More on Rita Skeeter and Blaise Zabini.

7. Harry will have a "slight" love interest.
- Ginny! Ginny! Ginny!

8. Something huge will be revealed about Lily Potter.

9. The truth as to why Dumbledore trusts Snape.

10. There will be a new Minister of Magic.
- Yeah! Kick out that buffoon Fudge!

11. More about Voldemort's birth and childhood.

12. More of Narcissa Malfoy.

13. More of Tonks.

14. Snape's worst fear will be revealed.
- I wonder what that could be?

I will be outside Dymocks early in the morning to pick up my book. I intend to finish reading it the same day. I am so excited!

I will also be attending a Harry Potter picnic the week before the release date. It does seem a bit silly to have a picnic in the middle of winter, but us HP fans are nuts. What can I say?

Bring on the Butterbeer and the Pumpkin Pasties! We're ready for Harry!!!

Video of the week 3...

I enjoy updating this part of my blog every week!

I have decided to go a bit retro and put up one of my most favourite songs by Depeche Mode.

Strangelove

There'll be times
When my crimes
Will seem almost unforgivable
I give in to sin
Because you have to make this life liveable
But when you think I've had enough
From your sea of love
I'll take more than another riverfull
And I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart smile

Strangelove
Strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove
That's how my love goes
Strangelove
Will you give it to me
Will you take the pain
I will give it to you
Again and again
And will you return it

There'll be day's
When I'll stray
I may appear to be
Constantly out of reach
I give in to sin
Becouse I like to practise what I preach
I'm not trying to say
I'll have it all my way
I'm almays willing to learn
When you've got something to teach
And I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart smile

Pain will you return it
I'll say it again - pain
Pain will you return it
I won't say it again

I give in
Again and again
I give in
Will you give it to me
I give in
I'll say it again
I give in

I give in
Again and again
I give in
That's how my love goes
I give in
I'll say it again
I give in

Hard at work...

Forget the long weekend, I have been busy as hell since yesterday!

I have had 3 deadlines to meet, 4 meetings with customers and managers, tons of paperwork to complete, and a training program on the People Soft program. Haaaayyyyyyyyyy!!!!!

And I'm still wondering why I got sick?!?

I'm lucky I got to sneak this entry in. I actually have to take work home with me.

I honestly don't think I get paid enough money to do this...

How's this for irony?

I have been begging Mother Nature to let the sun out during these gloomy winter days. This past week, the sun has been out enticing me to come out and play. Of course, I chose the right moment to come down with the effin' flu.

Stupid, stupid flu! I hate getting sick! I feel so helpless, sniffling, coughing, and looking utterly miserable! Like yesterday, I had to cut a party attendance short and ask my partner to take me home because I wasn't feeling the best. Grrrrrr!!!!!

Arnie is coming over today and I asked him to bring some DVDs and a box of KFC. Ah, comfort food! Yum!

I am feeling much better today. I can sit in front of the computer and not feel ill after 10 minutes. Luckily, it's also the Queen's Birthday long weekend so I get an extra day of rest before I go back to work.

I do have a tendency of pushing myself too hard. Arnie and my mum would often complain about this and tell me to take it easy. I feel like I have all this energy that I need to use up or else. Sigh, now I'm paying for my over-exertion with this stupid flu.

I'm driving over Arnie's place tonight to sleep over with my pug Meeko in tow. I am hoping for a restful yet productive Monday.

St. Kilda Festival 2005

This is so long overdue!

I have not posted pictures on this blog for awhile now. I have been particularly lazy :p.

These pictures were taken during the St. Kilda Festival dated February 2005. I know it's 4 months late. Not only that, but it was a completely different season. Autumn has gone and winter is now here. I think I'm just so over winter (only in the first week too) that I can't wait for summer to come again!

In a nutshell, the St. Kilda Festival is an annual event celebrating music, the arts, the written word, and everything that makes life worth living. And what better way to celebrate it than by the beach?

I promise I will endeavour to be more up to date with my photo posts.

Enjoy!

As the huge sign says... St. Kilda Festival 2005!

Arnie and I enjoying the day along the beach (sigh... sooo long ago... I am so over winter!) 

Buskers were plentiful during the festival. This guy (an English backpacker from memory) was brave to stand on those stilts for an amazing length of time! 

Check out this statue! hee hee 

A busker called the Sonic Manipulator. He made all these radical sounds. He was very entertaining! 

Another busker... this girl was a convincing statue too! 

Beach Road all closed for the day's festivities.  

See that building? That's my gym! Excellent view, 'ey? 

DJ Jennie in the mix?!?

I got so distracted by the plagiarizing psycho-bitch that I forgot to update you guys on how much of a great time I had at last Saturday's 80s revival bash at my friend's oh-so-posh flat in oh-so-trendy South Yarra.

If you remember, I mentioned that I will be playing the role of DJ during the said party. My friend called me again the Friday before and told me that the friend who is providing the CD mixer also has a laptop attached to the audio mixer device. I said, "Cool! Does he have iTunes loaded?" Sure enough, he does! He has a 40-gig iPod and has about 20-gig of music loaded into his laptop.

Excellent! I ended up not bringing too many CDs (around 50) and just my trusty iPod. I hooked it up to the laptop with the USB cable, edited the playlists in iTunes, and away we go!

The party was a success! I was very happy with how my outfit turned out. I was wearing a short pleated black skirt, my Cure Bloodflowers tour baby-tee, fishnet stockings, 14-hole Doc Martens, finger-less lace gloves, with my hair all spiky and sprayed with red streaks and glitter. I also had dark make-up and tainted my lips black.

And of course, I could not forget my trusty black eyeglasses.

It was amazing seeing around 30 adults swaying to the music I was playing. It was a big rush for me to see people enjoying the music I chose for them. I could not believe how much my friend trusted me on this task!

Of course, Arnie was close by. He helped me sort through CDs whenever there is a request or he'd run and get me some nibbles and drinks. He was so supportive.

There were some obscure requests from some. I could not believe that someone wanted me to play Terence Trent Darby! I have nothing against the guy, but honestly! That was not the sort of crowd I want to subject to that kind of music!

Everybody appreciated the kind of music I was playing. I played a lot of Cure, Smiths, Depeche Mode... some even howled positively when I played Siouxsie and the Banshees. That's when I thought that these people know their music... and good music at that!

I hope to do this again. My friend thanked me for my help. I thanked him for the opportunity. It was real fun! I don't know if I can do Dj-ing for a living but it is a fun job. Who knows? I'll just see where the tide takes me...

Video of the week 2...

This week's video is brought to you by the letter "R"...

"R" for "Reptilia" that is!

This song came from the album "Room on Fire" by The Strokes.

Isn't the lead singer, Julian Casablancas, such a cutie? Hmmm...


He seemed impressed by the way you came in.
"Tell us a story
I know you're not boring"
I was afraid that you would not insist.

"You sound so sleepy
just take this, now leave me"
I said please don't slow me down
If I'm going too fast
You're in a strange part of our town...

Yeah, the night's not over
You're not trying hard enough,
Our lives are changing lanes
You ran me off the road,
The wait is over
I'm now taking over,
You're no longer laughing
I'm not drowning fast enough.

Now every time that I look at myself
"I thought I told you
this world is not for you"

The room is on fire as she's fixing her hair
"you sound so angry
just calm down, you found me"
I said please don't slow me down
If I'm going too fast
You're in a strange part of our town...

Yeah, the night's not over
You're not trying hard enough,
Our lives are changing lanes
You ran me off the road,
The wait is over
I'm now taking over,
You're no longer laughing
I'm not drowning fast enough.

Kill Plagiarists!!!!!

Having been a literature student in De La Salle University in Manila, I have had the priviledge and joy of making friends with few of the best writers of our time. One classmate I had whom I became really good friends with was Wanggo Gallaga. If you recognize the surname, it's because he is none other than acclaimed director Peque Gallaga's son. When we were students, Wanggo has always been known in the La Sallian community as a gifted writer. His prose and poetry is exquisite and have always managed to move me in some way, whether it may be anger, sadness, joy, love, a whole range of emotions.

If you do a Google search on Wanggo's name, heaps of search results come up. Some of these include interviews of him with regards to his published works and of course, his blog Indulgences.

I recently read an entry from Wanggo's blog. He said that there is a plagiarist amongst us lurking in the blogging community. He gave a name: drunken_angel. From what I gather, she's a 19-year old wannabe writer who is quite popular in the filipino friend finder community because of her so-called "excellent" writing.

I read a few of her entries and sure enough, a few of Wanggo's posts were posted in her blog site! Not only that, but she also posted a few of Wanggo's friends' blog entries!

Here are a few samples:

Wanggo's blog entry

drunken_angel's entry

See the date/time difference?

Here is an entry she stole from one of Wanggo's friends:

Jayce's entry

drunken_angel's entry

Again, see the date/time difference?

What's worst is that there are people who are actually defending the plagiarizing bitch!

Link to idiots 1

Link to idiots 2

The bitch actually has the gall to accuse MY friends changing the date and time on their posts making them appear to be the plagiarists? WHAT NERVE!!!

It is possible to change date and time entries with our blog entries but if I am going to be asked as to who to believe: a published author and reputable writer, or a19-year old inexperienced wannabe? You tell me...

Wanggo and I were part of a literary organization in La Salle called Malate Literary Folio. Honestly, you don't get to be part of that organization unless you have talent (except for myself... I was a fluke! hahaha!).

The title of the forum contained in the "link to idiots 2" button is "Plagiarist? Do you have any proof? Then show us!" Yeah, I plan to show them! The bitch that they're defending is nothing but an idea thief! What nerve do these people have to talk about something they clearly do not know anything about!

I just thought I'd do my part in the blogging community and warn you of this bitch wannabe. You guys might as well check if any of your work is stolen... you just never know!

The more that people know about this faker, the better! Spread the word! KILL PLAGIARISTS!!!

I'm a happy camper...

Great Friday!

Reasons why:

1. Took the day off with Arnie. Slept over his place the night before.

2. Last day of school but no lectures were done. Just handed in the last assignment

3. Stocktake sales across the city! EVERYTHING is on sale!

4. Had a bit of a headache because of the droves of people around the city, going to and fro shops but the headache disappeared as soon as I started buying stuff.

5. I receive weekly wages, thank God!

6. Bought the following items:
a. Gray and white cap (perfect for the cold winter days and nights... rather trendy too!)
b. Polo Ralph Lauren coat (50% off and it's new season stock!!!)
c. Country Road black leather boots (30% off!)
d. matching Sportsgirl scarf and beanie (not on sale, but it was cute and cheap!)
e. Burberry scarf (well, didn't buy it outright. It was too bloody expensive so I've put it on lay-by (or lay-away as Americans know it). I'll have the scarf on my pretty little hands in a couple of weeks! Yay!

Alright, I'm all shopped out. I probably won't be buying anything for the next few months... unless I see a really neat Argyle jumper I've been wanting to get my hands on!

Party tomorrow night. I have my playlist all done, all my CDs sorted, and my outfit all ready!

Till tomorrow...

It's none of your business...

Rant Alert!!! Lots of profanity... you have been warned!

I just want to share something with you guys that made my blood boil with so much anger and disbelief.

A friend of mine has been separated from his wife for a few months now. They have a couple of kids who are so smart and adorable. At first, it was a whole case of why she left him, the reasons behind it, etc, etc.

Turns out that wife is/has:

1. A drug addict. She continuously smokes marijuana and according to my friend, refuses to have sex unless she has smoked weed (what a blow to a man's ego!)

2. A gambler. She has stolen some of my friend's jewellery and pawned them for the money and gambled it away.

3. A sister who is a known drug addict and pusher. She even offered marijuana when the wife was 8 months pregnant! She also boasts that all of her 4 children (with different men for each child, mind you) are marijuana babies!

4. A mother who is an addicted gambler. She was known to have stolen her son-in-law's (another daughter's husband) life savings and gambled it all.

5. A crook. She works as a nurse and has stolen prescription drugs. Aside from the marijuana, she takes amphetamines and anti-depressants.

6. Gone bankrupt because of her gambling problem.

And then, the biggest revelation of them all... My friend was quite ready to reconcile given the circumstances until he heard this:

Daughter revealed that she was sexually molested not only by the wife, but also by the drug-addict sister and the mum!!!

When I heard this, I was like, "What the fuck?"

Not only that, apparently the younger daughter has also been molested.

Jesus suffering fuck! This is the kind of thing that one usually watches on telly, in my case this is like an episode of "Law and Order: SVU" come to life!

Now, this made my blood boil... but there is something else that made me want to commit murder.

My friend and the wife used to attend this religious group (I decided not to write the group's name out of fairness to decent people who are part of these groups) back when everything was still okay. When the separation thing was blown out of proportion (the wife claimed that my friend was "violent"...yeah right!), my friend's blood cousin thought it was her God-given right to email him and be all high and mighty! Email contains biblical passages about anger, that anger brings you closer to the devil, etc, etc. basically condemning stuff. This is coming from a person who is his own flesh and blood, and who does not even know the whole story!

Now, I just heard from him and he said that he received another email. This time it came from the leader of the group (whatever that means!). Here in Australia, child molestation charges are brought to the court not by the parents, but by the police themselves. The police interviewed my friend's daughter and they do not have a doubt in their minds that she was telling them the truth. If the police decide to prosecute, no amount of begging will make them drop the charges.

Anyway, the email basically asked my friend to drop the charges because he will just make the children suffer. Jesus bloody Christ! Make the child suffer? How about what that fucking bitch did to her OWN daughter? Didn't they think about that? Religious people my arse!

Sometimes, it just made me wonder where some people are when God was handing out the brains.

I have got nothing against people who are part of these religious organizations. When I was young, I used to be part of a religious organization and I loved the people that I became friends with. It's just these particular people who think that they are above the law and that they have every right to barge into other people's business. What really gets me is the fact that the mother told EVERYBODY in the group about the molestation charges! Now, the poor kid's privacy is up shit creek!

If these people ever chance upon my blog (which I doubt because they are all fucking STUPID anyway), here is my message to you:

FUCK OFF! YOU ARE NOT WANTED! YOU ARE NOT NEEDED! MIND YOUR OWN GOD DAMN BUSINESS! YOU ARE ALL FUCKING SELF-RIGHTEOUS IDIOTS WHO DON'T HAVE ANYTHING BETTER TO DO BUT MAKE YOURSELVES LOOK AND FEEL IMPORTANT!

Whew... thanks for letting me get that out of my system, guys!

Video of the week...

Don't you just love the new addition to my blog?

The Video of the Week section... I love it!

This week's vid: Evil by Interpol, one of my favourite bands of today, the band that I have tickets to watch in July 27 at the Melbourne Metro with my lovey! Yay! Yay! Yay!

Here's the lyrics:

Rosemary
Heaven restores you in life
Coming with me
Through the aging, the fear and the strife
It's the smiling on the package
It's the faces in the sand
It's the thought that holds you upwards
Embracing me with two hands
Write, we'll take you places
Yeah maybe to the beach
When your friends they do come crying
Tell them how your pleasure's set up on slow-release

Hey wait
Great smile
Sensitive to faith not
Denial
But hey whose on trial?

It took a life spent
With no cellmate
The long way back
Sandee why can't we look the other way?

He speaks about travel
Yeah, we think about the land
We smile like all people
Feeling real tan
I can take you places
Do you need a new man?
Wipe the pollen from the faces
Make revision to a dream while you wait in the van

Hey wait
Great smile
Sensitive to faith not
Denial
But hey whose on trial?

It took a life spent
With no cellmate
Find a long way back
Sandee why can't we look the other way?
You're weightless, you are exotic
You need something for which to care
Sandee why can't we look the other way?

Leave some shards under the belly
Lay some grease inside my hand
It's a sentimental jury
And the makings of a good plan
You've come to love me nightly
Yeah you've come to hold me tight
Is this motion everlasting
Or do shutters pass in the night?

Rosemary
Oh heaven restores you in life
I spent a lifespan with no cellmate
The long way back
Sandee why can't we look the other way?
You're weightless, semi-erotic
You need someone to take you there
Sandee why can't we look the other way?
Why can't we just play the other game?
Why can't we just look the other way?

Everyone's in Star Wars mode!!!

Oh my... Arnie will love this!

Star Wars Horoscope for Aquarius

You can be cruel and torment people who disagree with you. Deep down, there is a peace-loving, friendly side to you. You have a knack for inflicting pain on people and use your intellect during battle. Star wars character you are most like: Darth Vader

What is Your Star Wars Horoscope?

I'm in a winter wonderland...

... in June???

Seriously, I am! If you are in my part of the world, the 1st of June marks the start of the winter season... by far my least liked season of all!

Fashion wise, it's pretty cool. You get to wear layers upon layers of clothing and if you top it up with a really cool winter coat, knee high boots, scarf, gloves, and a hat, you're all set. Having lived in Melbourne for 5 years, I can say that I don't get cold that easily anymore. No, it's not the cold that bothers me so much about winter. What bothers me is that I only get to see the sun out for a few hours before it disappears again. You know how it is, shorter days and longer nights. It makes me feel so damn lethargic! It's so hard to get up in the morning. This whole week, I have been late to work every single day! The sun is my alarm clock. Without it, no amount of shoving, shouting, or threatening would wake me.

Since the middle of the 5th month, winter has been lurking like the boogeyman. No, scratch that... it actually fell on us like a fekkin' ton of bricks! I remember complaining about the heat during the middle of autumn, but this sudden change is just ridiculous! I reckon that my bad mood last week was a result not only of stress over work and school, but also this shitty weather.

Please let the sun out!!! I want the damn sun!!!