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Beaching

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Fri, 18 May 2012 15:28:00 +0000

Summer is almost over but not quite.

I hope everything goes smoothly (read: good weather, no delays) because it's my first time to go to this destination. You know what's weird though? I can't say I'm extremely excited. Maybe because we're not staying at a hotel that I prefer or because the itinerary seems exhausting leaving us with not much time to do other things.

Damn, I sound like I need to get laid on this trip--badly.

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New Heights

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Sun, 13 May 2012 16:29:00 +0000

My friend Rica and I met update each other about her trip to Vietnam, my trip to Boracay, and the usual gossip. When she decided we meet at MOA, I didn't complain despite the fact that it's a stretch for me. I took it as an opportunity to finally try Lugang Cafe which I've heard/good things about. I was particularly looking forward to having the soup dumplings or xiao long bao.

The dinner crowd occupied almost all the tables by the time we got there. The ambiance was more posh than I expected which was a welcome surprise. It's too bad we were seated at a bad table. We were sitting so close to the couple beside us I think they were eavesdropping on our conversation at some point.

As for the food, the xiao long bao was alright, the chicken was good and the shredded pork that I ordered was practically adobo with a hard-boiled egg at the bottom. My drink, lemon iced tea with mango jelly or something, was a little pricey at P130 but it was good. I'd come back but only to try the other dishes when I have an extra P400-P500 to shell out.

After dinner, we decided to stroll around. The next thing I know, we were lining up for the Ferris wheel at the bay side. It really looks pretty at night and it's a good attraction. I was slightly taken aback though upon finding out it costs P150 per head. I understand that each car(?) is air conditioned and equipped with a speaker and what looked like an emergency push-button but come on. That's a little too much I think especially since the amount is good for only one round. Yup. Better take all the pictures you can and enjoy the spectacular views from above while you're up there because unless you're willing to pay again for another round, that's your only chance.

Dessert followed our short ride. Rica's treat because I felt robbed for getting on that thing. No regrets though. It was a fun night of spontaneity and trying something new.

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Plumbing 102

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Sat, 12 May 2012 17:46:00 +0000

Hallelujah! I finally fixed the leaky connection between the tap and my washing machine.

Today, I, once again, got in touch with my inner plumber out of necessity. Too much water (read: money) has been wasted for I don't even know how many months now because of the faulty connection in the laundry area. An uncle finally tried to remedy the problem yesterday but it didn't work. He did, however, figured out what the problem was so I pretty much knew what to do.

I successfully replaced the faucet last night but the connection still leaked even with the new hose. I tried it again this morning and finally ended an era of unwanted dripping water. It feels so good to finally do the laundry again without the need to constantly check on it. I can practically dump my dirty clothes, start the cycle and come back to it anytime I want and there won't be a mess or a shocking water bill.

Oh, home repairs. How you get me all worked up.

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Just Friday Night

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Fri, 11 May 2012 18:09:00 +0000

~~It was supposed to be a fun Friday night out with a friend or two. Then plans changed and it turned into an uneventful, quiet night at home--until it wasn't.~~

~~It's been such a long while. I almost thought I've lost it. I was losing it. So *it happened.~~

Tall, fair, gray eyes, mixed race just as I suspected the very first time I saw the photos online many, many months ago. Finally, we meet, full names and all. Yes, including last names and even hometowns. No hang-ups, surprisingly.

The night ended a record-long streak of vacancy. I may still have it after all. It's not that the space needs that much renovation. It just hasn't been marketing itself enough I guess. Then again, some improvements here and there promise more opportunities.

~~It was simple, easy, drama-free; my place, my terms. Like a boss. Hah!~~

~~What the fuck. I obviously don't know what to make of this.~~

~~I just killed a roach and downed a glass of a self-concocted drink made of Yakult, melon juice and iced tea (yum).~~

~~Once again, it's just an uneventful, quiet night at home. Goodnight.~~

*not that

Someone came over. It's been so long since the last time that's happened. It was OK.

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My Take on The Met Gala 2012

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Tue, 08 May 2012 13:51:00 +0000

Last year's exhibit, featuring the works of gone-too-soon visionary Alexander McQueen, was a smash hit. 'Savage Beauty' went on to break records. Its success commenced with a red carpet event that gathered designer feathery frocks and shiny dresses worn by a good mix of celebrities and citizens of the fashion industry.

This time around, the spotlight is on Miuccia Prada and the late Elsa Schiaparelli. To launch the exhibit The Met is once again illuminated not only by bright lights but also by glitters, satin and mirrors as donned by the Hollywood's and fashion's illustrious attendees.

Yes

Sofia Vergara does peplum right in this dress. She looks gorgeous. Gwyneth Paltrow is insanely sexy in this short Prada number showing off her gams. More on the risque side is Christina Ricci who is becoming one to watch our for on the red carpet. Say what you want about her in that Thakoon dress, I like it.

Debra Messing looks simple but still very stunning in a shimmering, chest-baring dress. Vogue's Sally Singer looks very interesting in a good way despite limiting color to her lips putting more emphasis on texture and structure. Claire Danes, who is usually in tight, long, shiny dresses shakes it up with J. Mendel seemingly channeling the mod era with her hair and makeup. Finally, Diane Kruger looks absolutely ravishing in this bright purple Prada gown adorned with feathers around the hem. With her casual elegance vibe, she's like this year's Jenna Lyons.

No

The silhouette, the color; I think everything about Cameron Diaz's Stella McCartney dress we've seen before so I find it boring. I don't know who this lady is swimming in that much fabric but that dress would be more appropriate for someone like Helen Mirren. What happened to Jaime King? She looks like she's suffering from extreme hair-loss and that red dress is far from the success of what Ginnifer Goodwin wore last year which was also from Topshop. Leighton Meester on the other hand looked like she's been hanging out with Snooki almost blending into the color of her Marchesa dress. Not good.

OMG

Ladies and gentlemen, Anja Rubik and Anja Rubik's pelvic bone--who needs to meet Angelina Jolie's leg. That Anthony Vaccarello dress is insane. M.I.A, sans the dirty finger this time, looks very young and cute but perhaps a little too casual in Stella McCartney. Somebody hand Bianca Brandolini D'Adda (Thanks Google!) an award for wearing the most sequins and having the balls to wear what seems to be the brightest number that night. From a sequin-overload Dolce and Gabbana dress to a mirror-happy Miu Miu ensemble. Chloe Sevigny provided the crazy at the Met red carpet this year and I'm not complaining.

Wait

Meanwhile, both Kate Bosworth and especially Karolina Korkova usually hit it right on the red carpet but they lose several points in my book for appearing like the second coming of two very memorable looks from the past. Kate looks like the twin of Sienna Miller on the cover of the Vogue September issue from a few years ago; from the feathered dress, to the bold lips and the hair. Karolina, on the other hand, wearing an ensemble from Rachel Zoe's clothing line, is very reminiscent of Kate Moss at 2009's gala from the turban to the low back. Coincidence? Perhaps. Nonetheless, it begs the question 'Who wore it better?'

Photos: nymag.com

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Who's Coming?

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Tue, 08 May 2012 04:02:00 +0000

Nuffnang sent this invite via email a couple of days ago.

Is anybody else here going to this event tomorrow? I want to go but not alone. Two days ago, I emailed to ask if I can bring a plus-one but no response yet. I've been alone to too many blog events.

Also, the dress code is killing me.

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Covers

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Thu, 03 May 2012 07:07:00 +0000

Did anyone see this coming? I didn't. Ke$ha is on the cover of V magazine's 'The Americana Issue'.

Such prestigious break may understandably raise some eyebrows but come to think of it, isn't that what's so good about V? It's unpredictable and intriguing. And Ke$ha herself is not known conforming, always full of surprises. I personally like that she has her own thing going on with her all-American, unbathed glory.

Also challenging the norm is Rogue magazine. It has been pretty consistent in coming up with arresting covers shaking things up in the local scene.

This month, Rogue features Isabelle Daza in a bloody situation; yet another vision to grab all the attention at the stands.

The concept is great. It's daring and fresh. WhatI don't like about this is the shoes and for some reason, her legs look shortened in this picture. Her face, however, is another story. Stunning. She kills it, indeed.

Meanwhile, Madonna graces the latest issue of Vanity Fair Italy with an 'M' coming out of her puckers. Madge looks fit and Photoshop-pretty.

Me: Look at those arms!
Straight Guys: Look at those tatas!

I love covers that give something to talk about.

Source: V, Rogue, Madonna

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Labor Day Weekend

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Mon, 30 Apr 2012 04:16:00 +0000

Hello. I went back. The usual. How was your weekend?

The island was teeming with so much hotness it's dizzying. I saw some friends and other familiar faces too.

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At the Pool

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Tue, 24 Apr 2012 09:32:00 +0000

These days when stepping out is like getting fried under the sun, there's nothing like an air-conditioned room and a nice, ice cold drink. Not wanting to increase further my already swelling electricity bill and waistline, I decided to go swimming instead. I went with my good friend, Nikki, who does laps weekly at the school pool.

J. Crew for Tretorn

It was a little embarrassing when the security guard flashed a knowing smile upon seeing the pink padlock that I got the at the nearest 7 Eleven for the locker. It didn't help that I was wearing a tank top and red shoes.

"So this is what it's like", I mentally said to myself upon entering the locker room that I thought needs renovation. I settled on the bench and took out my swim shorts from my backpack while two other guys were minding their own business. One of them, a slightly pudgy thirty-something, draped on the opposite bench with his arm covering half his face. He seemed to have dozed off shirtless with his pubes peeking out of his pants. For a moment, I thought he was cruising me.

After a quick shower, I proceeded to the pool area ready to be submerged in cold chlorine-water when security approached me. He told me I was not wearing proper swimming clothes (e.g. tight, Lycra-type trunks). This was embarrassing. Good thing the resident lifeguard let it pass after some convincing. I promised to be in appropriately skimpy attire next time.

It's funny how I felt like a fish out of water. Everyone, including Nikki, did not have any problems swimming the entire length of the pool (and back) except for myself and this boy who looked a little younger than me. When in the water, they mean business. I made sure not to get in anyone's way by swimming across anytime it's clear and even then I managed to cramp my right leg which is still a little sore up to now. Awesome.

I'm not sure if I'll be coming back--whether for the swimming or the locker room views. Maybe when I find the time and it's that hot again.

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Expedited

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Sun, 22 Apr 2012 14:55:00 +0000

After a month, I finally got my watch back from Strap Shop. One of their representatives had damaged the side details so the whole case had to be replaced. Just two weeks ago I was informed that it would take about 3-4 months for the parts to arrive. Naturally, I was not happy about that and I let them know about it.

Frankly, I'm already exhausted calling them so I stopped. Then all of a sudden they inform me that it's ready for pick-up so I gladly dropped by their stall and reunited with my watch yesterday.

I was surprised they still maid me pay for the battery after all this trouble but I didn't have the time and energy to bargain so I just left as soon as I handed my money. I'm just glad to have my watch back.

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#TravelerProblems

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Tue, 17 Apr 2012 16:41:00 +0000

Like what I tweeted several days ago, "Ang taas ng pangarap, ang baba ng sweldo."

Are you going anywhere for the rest of the hot season? I have plans but I'm worried about the accommodation. Like everyone else, I make sure to get the most out of every buck. I'm certainly not looking for 5-star resorts but I have a few specific conditions.

Yes!

No Native. I am very iffy about nipa huts and cabanas. Those types of rooms usually smell stuffy and are more prone to molds. I know this because I happen to have stayed in this type of accommodation in the past. Some hotels, like Crystal Blue in Batangas and Canyon Woods (formerly Asya) in Boracay are successfully able to incorporate the native theme to their rooms without compromising the guests' comfort but a lot others tried and failed miserably mostly because of lack of maintenance.

I personally prefer modern and new looking spaces with clean lines and less fuss; clean, light-colored walls, amber lighting, white linens, glass dividers/panels in the restroom, tiles free of stains and stainless steel bathroom fixtures. These are some of the reasons I enjoyed staying at TheTides and Shore Time Boracay.

Yes!

Good Lighting. Any place deprived of sunlight, or any light for that matter, is likely to attract mold and worse, roaches. *cringe* A poorly lit room may be so because it has undesirable secrets the management wants to hide so I try to avoid such places. It gets tricky so I like to look at as much pictures, and even videos online, before booking anything.

No!

Appropriate Location. This varies on the destination and the purpose of the trip but I personally prefer something that's at the center of the action for convenience. Too much noise is usually the downside to such properties which is why well-appointed, sound-proof rooms are very much appreciated.

When booking accommodation, I always like to make sure that it's something that won't make me miss my own room. Going on vacation is a form of escapism so why would anyone want end up in an uncomfortable situation? An effective way to test if a place is good enough is if I wouldn't mind staying in the entire day in case something unexpected happens, like a typhoon.

I certainly hope the weather cooperates because the way things are going, I may just have to ignore these personal standards soon and just find relief in the company of fun travel buddies. Also, I need a raise.

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Urugu

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Mon, 16 Apr 2012 04:30:00 +0000

Within the obscure corners of my mind are hazy memories that would randomly pop out. Some of which I question whether real or I just imagined to be real. One such memory that I know actually existed in real life is that of a movie I saw several times when I was little. All I remember from it is a boy who befriended a little fairy named 'Urugu'--or at least that's what is sounded. I Googled it several times before hoping to relive the somber, weird and slightly creepy vibes I got from that movie but failed to find any relevant results until a few minutes ago when I gave it another shot.

Apparently, the title is 'The Flying Sneaker' and according to IMdb, the movie is from Czechoslovakia/Canada. It also seems to be very popular in Latin America based on YouTube comments.

There's something about this movie that's a little depressing and it's not just the ending. I still want to watch it though. If only I can find the full-length version.

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Overwhelmed at Yoki's Farm

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 09:13:00 +0000

When my aunt said she's going to bring us to a nearby farm, I had low expectations. I knew there's going to be lettuce, mushrooms and other produce plus a big buddha but I didn't find that all too impressive.

Kuya made me do this. He was too enthusiastic so I obliged.

The mushrooms aren't ready but I started getting excited when I saw rows of lettuce of different types.

I was so surprised when Manong, our very accommodating tour guide/photographer/art director, pointed out the blackberry tree. Once I tasted it, I was sold. It was my first time.

Rosemary, basil, oregano and friends were abundant. I wanted to bring home pots but it was too much of a hassle.

Aside from veggies and herbs, Yoki's also has a "Bird Area" where they keep peacocks, macaws, love birds and cockatoos among others.

But perhaps the finally of the tour is this expansive collection of statues, artifacts and other fascinating trinkets from all over the world. It's amazing. Usually

Another cheesy/tourist-y shot with me and my sister directed by Kuya. That's said to be the biggest buddha in the country.

Tourists are normally not allowed beyond an enclosed area behind the big buddha but Kuya is friendly with my aunt so he gave us full access to the owners' jaw-dropping collection.

I was seriously in awe the entire time. It's amazing how they acquired this much cultural treasure from all over the world. There's India, there's Europe, there's Egypt, there's China. Imagine the logistics!

Old pool tables serve as pedestals to the pièce de résistance. That replica of a ship is said to be made of jade. Those small white balls which are supposed to depict water are actually roll-on balls from a factory that the owners had.

Kuya is responsible for the arrangement and the up-keep of this area. He says it's a work in progress. It was obvious how much he loves what he's doing. He happily snapped our photos and was very chatty. He also couldn't gush more about the owners, who, he says are very kind to them.

This place practically holds the story of the world. On one corner are religious images, on the other are old computers and typewriters.

In a separate building are the family's old books and photographs. In the same room are also awards and plaques of recognition for their philanthropy. Kuya did not want to divulge much about the family but he says they are of Chinese descent.

What seemed to be an ordinary trip to a farm felt like an inspiring immersion down a rich, storied cultural path. It's safe to say Yoki's Farm is like no other.

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Easter

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Sun, 08 Apr 2012 17:34:00 +0000

Today, Easter morning, I woke up feeling like I myself have risen from the dead.

My sister arrived from abroad yesterday and we went to our aunt's place in Cavite to spend the night. Naturally, knowing me, I couldn't sleep until around 3 AM which was obviously way too late when there's a mandatory 8 o'clock mass to catch the following morning.

My groggy state did not prevent me from having fun today though. Our aunt brought us to this farm that's just about a 5-minute drive from her house.

I knew it would be an interesting trip but I didn't expect to find half of the stuff I saw there. It's no ordinary farm.

There's more to this place than just flora and fauna. It was pretty awesome. I was pleasantly surprised.

In the afternoon, we went back to Manila and did a little shopping. Well, she did. Then we spent the rest of the evening catching up over a great, Filipino dinner.

Despite lacking sleep, I'm thankful for today. Happy Easter indeed.

Now, about that sleep.

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Just Maundy Thursday

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Thu, 05 Apr 2012 15:30:00 +0000

So who else is doing Enrique, I mean, visita iglesia?

If I were home with my family, we'd all be church hopping with my father's 'brothers' and their respective families all day. But since I'm in Manila with only myself to please, I woke up late from a 9-hour sleep and spent the entire day staying in. I wasn't sure if we're not supposed to have meat already or only tomorrow, Good Friday, so I had hotdogs for breakfast. No more meat after that though until, uhm, is it Saturday or Sunday?

Anyway, the rest of the hot afternoon was spent lazing around until I decided to drop by the nearby church. While preparing, I thought I'd try something new with my face since I don't really plan on showing it to anyone I know within the next day or two. I shaved it clean, including the upper lip which, for years, I only trimmed. I've always thought I look weird with a bare upper lip. I'm thinking of it as my Lenten penance--because, you know, it's similar to getting nailed to a cross.

Another penance happened, albeit involuntarily, after taking a bath. Let me just say that anyone who claims to have experienced pain in their life should try getting their balls bitten by an ant.

This holy week is not as holy and as eventful as before but I'm just glad I don't have to wake up to an alarm clock for a few days.

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Mad Moves

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Wed, 04 Apr 2012 03:28:00 +0000

This is some sick shit.

I've been watching this video repeatedly whenever I dance alone in my room. Yes, I've attempted to do that awesome choreography myself, but uh, let's just say it's been a while since I last did some proper, rehearsed dancing.

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Luxalittles

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Tue, 03 Apr 2012 10:52:00 +0000

There are good reasons why I'm always discouraged to get a Starbucks frappuccino; it's expensive and fattening. It's a lose-lose situation basically.

There are times, however, when I choose to overlook the downsides to consuming such decadence. Unlike the Starbucks frap though, which is now less appetizing because of the different brand of milk that they use, I make sure every bite is damn well worth the extra buck and the extra flabs.

Such is the case with Delimondo. I have heard of this canned corned beef since time immemorial but didn't get to try it until a few weeks ago. They're right, it's the bomb; long shreds of juicy, tender beef shreds with a kick of garlic and chili cradled in almost too much oil. It's not too spicy neither too sweet. It's just right, a perfect breakfast to start the day. It doesn't come cheap at P160 a pop but matched with eggs and warm rice, I was able to serve three hungry, grown people with one can and everyone was satisfied.

Then there's the ubiquitous Magnum ice cream that recently took the country by storm what with its extravagant marketing efforts. It's undeniably delicious (my favorite is Chocolate Truffle) but I do think P50 is a little too steep. Also, I have a sensitive throat so I always think twice before indulging in anything sweet and cold. Having said that, Magnum is best enjoyed every once in a while preferably when someone else is paying. (Side note: I had the urge to try the Classic earlier but Magnum is sold out in the supermarket, 7 Eleven and Mini Stop. Insane.)

Speaking of begrudgingly-handing-money-while-eyes-closed, Chimara's multi-flavored tofu chips are bound to send me bankrupt. My flavor of choice is Onion and Chives and I absolutely cannot get enough of it. I even brought some to Cavite and another bag to Boracay. It's so good and since it's tofu, I would like to believe that it's healthy. The only turn-off is the price which is P270 for a 'Heavyweight' bag. Good thing it lasts me several days especially when not shared.

I don't mind doing a few more crunches for these little indulgences. A day when I get to enjoy Delimondo, Magnum and Chimara's tofu chips--and maybe some red bean milk tea--is time (and money) well spent.

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Volcom Fail

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Fri, 30 Mar 2012 08:35:00 +0000

Remember that raffle I won over a month ago? For some reason, the prize wasn't available until today. I was instructed by Mr. R. Arcilla, Volcom's brand manager, to drop by the Primer office at 11:30 AM to 1:30 PM. I excused myself from work earlier eager to finally get the shorts that I picked at R.O.X last February 25. Each winner was allowed to select one item as prize. The Volcom personnel involved were supposed put it on hold until everything (paperwork I suppose) is clear and the prizes are ready for pick-up.

Upon getting to their office, imagine how disappointing it was when Mr. Arcilla asked me to select another pair of boardshorts because the one I picked was "hindi ma-pull out", whatever that means. I asked him if there was any way to get the exact boardshorts that I wanted which they said they'll reserve for me. Negative. He asked me to select one item among the ones they had on display instead.

There were racks of Volcom apparel in the lobby and upon checking the tags, everything was marked down, say from P3,000+ to only P1,000. I was basically asked to pick a prize from a bunch of marked down clothes which was fine until I couldn't find anything that I liked and that fit me as most of the items were only available in big (36, 38) sizes. Luckily, there was one in my size but in a design that I didn't really like. Frustrated, I asked Mr. Arcilla again if that was really all they had as it's the only boardshorts that fit me. He said yes and suggested I pick a shirt instead. "Nah," I responded.

While I'm glad to have won such raffle, I didn't like how they set the wrong expectations. I was so disappointed that after a few minutes of leaving their office, I sent a text to Mr. Arcilla asking him why exactly I couldn't get the prize that I initially picked. No response up to now.

I don't know how these guys from Volcom Philippines operate, all I know is this incident is not going to give the brand any favors. Too bad.

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Into Q2

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Thu, 29 Mar 2012 02:56:00 +0000

My days have been so tiring. Last night, I actually fell asleep while on 9gag. It was after a day of frantic preparation for a major class presentation in the evening. I'm glad we're past that hurdle. Just one more paper due on Monday and a final exam after the holy week and it's party time. I cannot wait but the bad thing about that is I won't see my crush every week until I don't know when. Good thing there's many fish in this ocean.

Speaking of vast bodies of water, where are you heading out to this holy week? Boracay with the rest of the crowd? Puerto Galera with the majority of Manila's gay population? Or just staying in like myself? Easter might be a different story.

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Three Deadlines and a Wedding

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Sun, 25 Mar 2012 12:26:00 +0000

Hello. I just got back from home. I just spent a night there to attend a cousin's wedding. To be honest, it's sometimes hard to still call it home without any of my immediate family members present. It's just so different. But the very short time I spent there this weekend made me realize how much my other relatives love me. It's obvious how my aunts try to make me not feel the absence of my parents. They all gave me a lot of food to bring back to Manila. My fridge is so stuffed now.

The cousin who got married is only a year older than me. In less than 6 months, three cousins of the same age tied the knot. Not only does that mean we're getting older. That also means more awkward moments for me. It's only a matter of time until relatives ask me when I'll follow suit.

It was difficult leaving home today. Aside from missing my parents so much, I also wanted to spend more time with cousins. Last night was epic. But I have so much on my plate right now it makes me want to cry. It didn't help that both my outbound and inbound flights were delayed. Good thing my Sunday afternoon/evening meeting got cancelled. That doesn't mean it's going to be an easy, laid back night though.

Oh my. SOS.

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Hail

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Wed, 21 Mar 2012 07:49:00 +0000

I see Sean. I see Jon. Just two beefcakes among many others in this male model extravaganza, homo-erotic music video for 'Girl Gone Wild', Madonna's second single from MDNA.

A departure from the first one (thankfully), Madge does what she does best; crotch work, dance, make people want to dance, reference sex, and make people want to have sex.

During the first few notes, I almost thanked the heavens thinking Madonna is finally back to her old self circa 'Confessions on a Dancefloor' but later realized the song is really more 'Celebration' 2.0 which is not bad. The video, on the other hand, reminds me of 'Alejandro' which is reminiscent of Madonna so it's cool.

Once you get past the bad blonde wig, the excellent choreography, youthful styling and unmistakable, sexy-campy allure capture pretty accurately what Madonna's DNA is all about.

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Crunched Time

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Tue, 20 Mar 2012 14:31:00 +0000

This is depressing.

I am someone whose day gets ruined really bad upon finding a small stain on a white shirt. Imagine how horrifying it was when I was handed back my watch with the side details crushed after having the battery replaced at Strap Shop, Robinsons Pioneer.

This was given to me by my mom a few months ago.

The sides cracked and were falling apart after the guy cranked too tight this device used to keep the watch in place while the back/bottom part was being opened. I was so shocked when I saw the damage. He tried to reason with me saying it was just minor but I didn't buy it (duh). I could tell he was nervous and a part of me considered letting it go but I didn't. I couldn't. It's not fair.

The other rep took over and asked me to wait while they contacted their supervisor. It was grueling.

As advised by their superior, they will have my watch fixed so I didn't have any choice but to leave it there and hope for the best.

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Herschel

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Sun, 18 Mar 2012 17:06:00 +0000

There's a new cutie in town! I was walking around Greenbelt 5 when I saw such captivating beauty at the window display of Bratpack. I've been having a tan leather moment lately so I was naturally drawn to this very handsome bag.

If I'm not mistaken, Herschel started in Canada way, way back and found its way to the Philippines only late last year.

I also wanted the big one perfect as a carry-on bag (or a big overnighter) but due to bad personal economy, I contented myself with the 'Pop Quiz' backpack. It's an impulse purchase after all. Nonetheless, I am in love with it. Savings be damned.

It has multiple pockets, it's roomy enough for my gargantuan laptop and it even has a fleece-lined compartment for sunglasses---how thoughtful. The color-pop interiors, the modest appeal and other details set it apart from other backpacks. Then it has that classic, old-school charm that I am so into. It takes you back to the old days when form, function and quality were unintentionally fashionable.

I'm going to take it for a spin soon. Here's to hoping my Herschel serves me as well as it looks.

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Frivolous

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Mon, 12 Mar 2012 16:34:00 +0000

The truth is, I haven't been working for a month. It wasn't until today that I begrudgingly went back to my old office after some time of doing ~~nothing~~ non-work related activities.

My 4-month internship with a telecom company ended last month. The plan was to take several weeks off after that, before I go back to my old job, to relax and also to seek other employment opportunities. But my parents visited then migrated, then my cousin visited and got married, then I went home and went to Boracay, so I never really got to look for a job properly. I am only human. I did update my resumé though. Besides, isn't it more fun to look for a job online while you're in the office being paid to do something else? How ironic though. On the day that I returned to the office, a co-worker got terminated.

The month-long holiday that I had was fun and very indulgent but, except for that night when I may have tried something illegal, I've been pretty harmless and well-behaved. Oh, how time flies.

The thought of going back to work feels good. Doing the actual work itself? Uh, well, like what they say, it's the thought that counts. Nonetheless, it's about time I'm back in the office. I wish I do but I don't shit money.

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Downtime

noreply@blogger.com (James) — Fri, 09 Mar 2012 13:06:00 +0000

Sorry, been busy.

Regular programming resumes soon.

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