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west side story

truth be told, i wasn’t expecting much out of this production. not because i was undermining the Philippine production but just because the movie was absolutely perfect for me. it still is. however, STAGES production of west side story isn’t bad at all! in fact, i was pretty impressed by the overall production. the set was designed very well considering the different locations the scenes are set in. the lead actors, Christian Bautista as Tony and Joanna Ampil as Maria, were pretty good. the dancing was based on the movie and yet it was pulled off superbly. but i guess what suprised me was how very good the supporting actors were. Anita played by Rowena Vilar was just amazing! her’s was the best performance for me. if you can still find tickets to this play then i suggest you watch it. 😉

yes, another booksale!

powerbooks just recently concluded it’s book sale last month. however, i wasn’t able to buy all the titles i wanted since most of them were out of stock already. now, national book store has a sale till the end of the month and i was only too glad to find some of the books on my list. i’ve bought 3 already…


and i have a few more i’d like to buy before the sale ends. i really am having fun reviving my love for reading. i just hope my wallet can take the damage. hahaha!

the tale of two parties

i attended two birthday parties last saturday night and ended up disgustingly wasted by morning that i don’t really remember anything much from the second party anymore. this isn’t the first time i’ve woken up with a lack of memory of the previous night, but it hasn’t happened in a long time. i believe the last time i was this drunk was in boracay earlier this year.

the first party i went to was a suprise birthday party for yug. i started out with one san mig light then they started serving this tasty concoction of what seemed like gin and pineapple juice that was supposed to be drank as shots. after joy and i had a shot, we thought it’d be fine to drink it through a straw. hahaha! so we poured some in our glasses and proceeded to make it a ladies drink. figures, that i’d get pissed drunk right? anyway, i also had two shots of whiskey, one shot of vodka and joy and i drank one beer straight up. by the time we left yug’s party a few minutes before 12midnight i was already giggling like crazy.

still completely sober in these first two pictures

my first shot of whiskey in the first pic and melai and me pouting in the second pic

which leads me to the second party… normann’s supposed “debut”. hahaha! i remember getting there. i also remember a shot of gin (probably) because i wasn’t in hippie attire. then i also remember a bottle of red horse. after that, i don’t remember much. i have pictures on my camera from that party but i don’t even remember taking out my camera. i do remember the vomiting though and the voices of the friends who helped me. suprisingly i wasn’t feeling so bad when i woke up but i knew i made an embarrassing spectacle of myself during my puking incident. plus i was sure i acted like a brat, like i normally do when i get super drunk. hahaha! argh, kakahiya!

ian and me in the first pic. jo and me with birthday boy normann in the second pic. both from my camera, neither of which i remember taking or being taken. 😛

yeah, i’m practicing melai’s pout a lot. first pic with gb. second pic with rissa and joy. pictures are from my camera again.

first pic showing me giving rox a big wet kiss on the cheek. a group pic for the second pic. pictures from roxy’s camera.

apparently, i smoked that cigar i was holding on the first pic. and one thing that struck me in the second pic was… wow, my tan looks really nice! hahaha!!! 😛

as i said in my previous post, as much as i’d like to swear off drinking i don’t think i’m ready to give it up yet. so i guess, i’ll just have to do better in pacing next time. wish me luck as i have three parties this coming weekend. hahahahaha! 😛

i love the rain, really i do

i know i’ve mentioned how much i love the rain before, but i want to say it again. actually, i want to mention it everytime it rains. last night, i got caught in the rain without an umbrella. i actually have an extra one in the office but i was too lazy to bring it with me home despite the sound of thunder and the flashes of lighting that were obvious signs of rain. i walked to greenbelt with a slight drizzle but as soon as i got to greenbelt it started pouring hard. i passed time looking at books in national book store but decided to go home eventually. i could’ve bought an umbrella in sm but decided not to because i assumed that it wouldn’t be raining anymore when i got to quezon avenue station. but boy, was i wrong! hahaha. it was still raining when i got to quezon avenue which made me think, i’ll just geet a cab when i get down. but i wasn’t expecting the number of people waiting for a ride either. normally this would’ve pissed me off but i was too entranced by the rain to be mad. i had to take three jeepney rides home, one first to pantranco, another to banawe then the last to get me to my house. needless to say, i was pretty soaked when i got home but i took a hot shower immediately. i actually thought i’d be sick today but there isn’t even a slight sign of colds. lucky me, i guess. i really enjoyed my little rain adventure last night but next time i’ll probably bring an umbrella. ;))

by Dorianne Laux

Regret nothing. Not the cruel novels you read
to the end just to find out who killed the cook.
Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark,
in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication.
Not the lover you left quivering in a hotel parking lot,
the one you beat to the punchline, the door, or the one
who left you in your red dress and shoes, the ones
that crimped your toes, don’t regret those.
Not the nights you called god names and cursed
your mother, sunk like a dog in the livingroom couch,
chewing your nails and crushed by loneliness.
You were meant to inhale those smoky nights
over a bottle of flat beer, to sweep stuck onion rings
across the dirty restaurant floor, to wear the frayed
coat with its loose buttons, its pockets full of struck matches.
You’ve walked those streets a thousand times and still
you end up here. Regret none of it, not one
of the wasted days you wanted to know nothing,
when the lights from the carnival rides
were the only stars you believed in, loving them
for their uselessness, not wanting to be saved.
You’ve traveled this far on the back of every mistake,
ridden in dark-eyed and morose but calm as a house
after the TV set has been pitched out the upstairs
window. Harmless as a broken ax. Emptied
of expectation. Relax. Don’t bother remembering
any of it. Let’s stop here, under the lit sign
on the corner, and watch all the people walk by.


i’m posting this poem in memory of the drunken mess that i was last saturday night/sunday morning. argh, a part of me wants to swear never to drink again but i know that i’ll never be able to follow up on that so i guess i’ll just have to keep banging my head on a wall in order to escape memories of how embarrassing i must’ve looked that night. i’m pre-empting myself though. i’ll post the full story tomorrow when i post my weekend update. 😉 i just wanted to remind myself today that regret is useless at this point. hahaha!

i’m doing this in bullets since i’m a bit too lazy to write it properly…

  • a few friends and i watched the lifehouse concert here in manila last saturday. they were amazing live!!! jason wade’s voice is so beautiful and consistent. i wish it were a private concert and he was singing you and me just for me. i’m sure most of the girls in the araneta stadium were thinking this too! hehehe. they didn’t sing everything though. i was looking forward to that pa naman! 😦
  • i’ve been out till the wee hours in the morning recently, drinking below zero beer at grilla. it’s fun but it’s been taking a toll on my work though. my body clock has adjusted itself to 9am and i keep showing up for work later then my usual. yes, we’re on flexitime in my office but it’s still embarrassing to show up late everyday. this week i won’t be joining the below zero club first. my body needs to reset itself.
  • day 2 of the monsoon league was played yesterday despite the strong wind and rain. we won 3 out of our 3 games which deserves a big hurrah! we played well yesterday, swinging the disc and making better decisions in throwing. amazingly my nerves weren’t so bad yesterday. i was able to catch the disc twice in the endzone. one catch was even a running semi-jump catch. i actually thought i did a really good job with the run but my teammates were telling me how poised and girl-like i still was when i caught the disc. *sigh* running is not really my thing. it’s not that i want to start looking and running like a guy in the field, i just want to look less kikay and more sporty.
  • i got called a stone-faced ice queen last night!!! hahaha. this was in comparison to a friend of mine who is kinda flirty. i know i’m generally unapproachable when it comes to guys but it still stung to hear that out loud. shet, is that the reason i’m still single?

i’m currently obsessed with…

... victoria's secret lingerie (i really want to buy some and have them shipped here)
... tumblr-ing
... hula-hooping
... learning my old piano pieces again
... expensive stuff i can't afford
... still being kissed ala north & south

That’s the closest to my idea of love: watching the skyline, making out, making mistakes, making believe desire means it’s with somebody else, then breaking up, and, if we’re lucky, forgiveness that comes right before take-off. There, I’ve said it. What more can one want? A lover who loves me as much as the rain. Rain, and, from the opening credits to the closing heart, Gershwin.
~ The Muse This Time by R Zamora Linmark

i love;
...ultimate frisbee;
...the melancholic sound of the cello;
...playing the piano;
...Frederic Chopin, John Williams and Michael Legrand;
...the rain;
...walking in the rain;
...hanging out with my friends;
...being a girly-girl;
...wearing dresses; naturally wavy hair;
...the sound of waves crashing in the shore; and pasta;
...raisin bread;
...Cyrano de Bergarac;;
...Artic Vodka Melon;
...Jose Cuervo Tequila; lomo cameras;
...taking pictures;
...chick flicks that make you believe that finding your one true love is not so impossible; and
...heartwrenchingly beautiful songs that say otherwise

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