ksolaris: (word up)

BEHOLD! I give you the drink MOGU MOGU! I'm posting this here so that the people whom I've told about this cute little thing would finally believe me, that there IS such a drink called "mogu mogu" which exists on this planet. So, yes. Existence confirmed. Available for 28php at the 7-11 at the gound floor of Raffles Corporate Center on Emerald Avenue in Ortigas. Hehehehe... other than that, I'm afraid I have no idea where else to find it. ^_^;;;

Anyway, right. Mogu Mogu.

Basically, it's a fruit juice drink that comes with nata de coco chunks. I know it sounds weird, but it's actually quite good. Well, the orange-flavored one anyway. I've seen a lychee-flavored one in the same display cooler, but I haven't exactly been brave enough to try it out just yet.

Meanwhile, the concept of having chunky, chewy bits of goo stuck in your drink may seem a little strange, and to be honest, it DOES take a minute or two for one to get used to the drink. However, I've found that when you think about it, it's just like drinking sago gulaman, or like having Jell-o squeezed into your drink.

Also, the thought of having the taste of coconut clash with the fruit juice is also easy to get over once you get to taste it since the nata de coco isn't overpowering, and instead takes on most of the flavors of the fruit juice it's been swimming in, while adding its own bit of sweetness.

I love the stuff. :D

I guess my only qualm about this is that I find myself wishing that WE Filipinos thought about making this lovely drink first. Oh well.
ksolaris: (nana)
I remember about a year ago, during one of my many trips to Serendra with Ian, I spotted these gorgeous rain boots displayed on a rack. I was surprised, because I've never seen a pair of big, rubber boots which were obviously meant for getting wet, which didn't look like the black or yellow ones that I normally saw being worn by traffic cops or construction workers. I wanted one so badly back then, but when I learned that a pair costs about 2000++ php each, I sadly had to put it down and walk away. Since then, I never forgot about the boots in different colors and cute patterns.

Fast forward to now.

Yep, this is me reviewing Plueys. Shoe photos under the cut. )

All in all: Plueys are <3
ksolaris: (nana)
This is my first post of the year, and already I begin to wonder what's going to be running through my head when I read this at around the same time next year. So let's see...

First off, let me talk about 2008.

The year that has just ended has left me with many lessons which I do believe will stay with me for a good while. If I could draw a card that would best signify 2008, it would be The Tower. It was a year of surprises, of upheavals, of changes... but all for the better.

I've been caught off-guard too many times this past year, but I've learned from my mistakes. I've also tolerated a lot of things which I shouldn't have, and I let a lot of things pass me by when that should not have been the case. It took something sudden and terrifying to happen for me to realize all this, and for me to wake up, get up and get moving again.

I let myself fall into a rut and I allowed myself to pretend that I was comfortable and contented to be in such a state. Apparently, I was insulting the Universe, and all it could possibly give by thinking as such, and as punishment, it gave me a powerful reminder that mediocrity or self-pity is not one of its most favored traits.

As a parting shot, 2008 also revealed the truth about certain people to me, and I am very grateful for the knowledge. Such a gift is not one to be taken with merely a simple "thank you".

Now, for the upcoming year, 2009.

When the clocks struck midnight last New Year's Eve, I promised myself that this year would be Card 13: Death. Whereas other people see the 13th card of the Tarot in a negative light, as an end to all that is dear to them, one has to remember that in the Tarot, Death signifies something more profound than merely ceasing to exist. It signifies change, destroying the old in order to give way to something new. It is a transition or a transformation. It is part of the natural cycle of destruction and creation. I hold much love for this card, and I aim to follow the lesson it attempts to teach.

Already, I have begun. I have shed unwanted and unnecessary burdens, and I am more than ready to welcome the new opportunities, challenges and lessons that I have made room for. I am eager for the transformations to begin, and for new life to spring from the ashes of the bridges I have burned.

I have promised myself that this year, I shall respect myself more, and believe in my own self-worth. I will no longer tolerate people who are not important in my life to dictate how far I can go or what I can or cannot do. A year and a half of my life has already been wasted in such a way, and I will no longer allow something so precious to be taken away from me again.

No more pointless complaining. No more quietly bearing it all and gritting my teeth. No longer will I allow myself to think that THIS is fine when it's NOT. No longer will I accept things that revile me and completely goes against my beliefs. No longer will I allow undeserving people to belittle me. No more fear. No more regrets.

It's my time now. I've been given the signal, and I've been provided with the tools. I plan to make use of it well, and they better be ready.

The Universe is great and awesome in every way, with all it can give and provide. To expect any less of it would be a damned shame.

I have emptied myself out for you. Now, COME!

Ho Hum.

Dec. 10th, 2008 07:16 pm
ksolaris: (airbender)
Yes. So, Manny Pacquiao won. Again. Ho hum. What's new. Sigh. Next.


Don't get me wrong. I'm actually quite happy that the man has won the match against a boxing legend and all. I suppose I'm just... for lack of a word... disturbed at how easy it all seems to be coming along for him. There was something unsatisfying in his latest match. In fact, being the conspiracy theorist that I am, I'm almost on the verge of formulating scenarios and possibilities that all of his matches are rigged. Why would it be rigged? Oh, I dunno. Foreign dollars via corporate sponsorhip? Tourism? False hope? Opiates for the masses? A smoke screen for an elaborate plot involving Afghanistan, terrorists, the Bulgarian mafia, truckloads of Aztec gold, Mickey Mouse and Chuck Norris?

Think about it, and you'll see what I'm talking about. See how almost everything seems to be going so damned perfectly for the man? Hence, see how boring the perfectness all is?

I'm not asking for the current local hero's downfall or anything. I may be discordian by nature, but I'm not inherently evil to rob a nation of possibly the only good thing it's ever had since the advent of LAN gaming. I'm just asking that things be spiced up a little.

Instead of the eight or nine rounds where he seems to have a clear advantage against a staggering opponent who ultimately decides that he wants no more and is happy to hand over the belt with no questions asked, I say let's have a fourteen-round boxing match.


Fourteen rounds with missing teeth, bleeding noses, temples and fists. Sweat pouring off of their foreheads, eyes blazing with inexhaustible determination to fight until the bitter end. Fight for their honor and fight for their own pride. Let them be selfish bastards, forget all that nationalistic crap, and make it all boil down to two men, in a ring, both with a cherished dream to see the other go crashing down in a burning heap. Let the match be so close-set and so evenly-matched, that even the judges will be at the edge of their seats, afraid to breathe lest their collective breath nudges one of the participants by a hair, which in turn causes the fateful opening for the other to take advantage of.

I've read once that men tend to get to know eachother better, and get to develop an even deeper sense of brotherhood after a good, well-fought brawl. Well, this should be a good opportunity for them to get to know eachother more intimately and be BFFs afterwards, right?

And no, despite the misleading descriptions, I am also NOT suggesting that Manny Pacquiao start joining the UFC. I just want Pacquiao to work more for his fancy cars and mansion, and for him to be perpetually on his toes. I want a long, agonizing drama instead of instant gratification. I want strife and struggle instead of rainbows and friendship bracelets. I want volatility that is worthy of a sports/shonen anime series, complete with ultra-tense moments and intensive commentary from onlookers. I want a well-danced battle.

Some may call me cruel, or sadistic, or whiny, but hey... it's MY TV show we're talking about here. If you're gonna make me miss my daily dose of entertainment, at least make me watch something as fun and exciting.

Sigh. Eitherway, congratulations, Manny. You did good, but I still think you can do much better.
ksolaris: (nana)
First of all, I'd like to acknowledge that I am perfectly aware of the fact that I tend to whine and complain a lot on my blog. It's quite possibly the only place that I have where I could be the irresponsible, spoiled brat that I want to be, but can't afford to be. It's where I could assume and generalize and judge with impunity without ever having to worry about the consequences. Much. Most of the time. It's where I could pretend to be a diva, and the rest the world would just have to live with it. Hah.

Whenever I write here on my journal, I like to think that I suddenly get taken over by the spirit of the crazy person in your neighborhood who likes to talk to herself the whole day, then kick the wall and scream furiously at nobody in particular. That's what's so fun about it. Few restrictions, fewer consequences, and if someone doesn't like what I have to say, then they can simply stop reading. Simple as that.

Recently, though, another batch of my whining and complaining has made me realize that:

a.) ohmigod, there are actually people who take the time to read what I churn out.

b.) there are still lots of good people in the world.

c.) the world is still awesome.

d.) Damn, does this mean I need to cut down on the cussing?

Haha! I don't think I'm about to stop myself from possibly offending some one person out there with my presumptions, online arrogance and/or vocabulary... but at least now, I'm aiming to at least be entertaining in one way or another. :D

Seriously, though. Thank you. :)


Regarding the EVIL TOOTH that has been causing me grief for this whole week... well... it's still there. ^_^;;

By Saturday morning, we somehow managed to raise the funds for the procedure that the dentist wants to perform on me, thanks to help from Ian's mom, as well as the money that lonesojourner sent over. Unfortunately, my dentist has a strict by-appointment-only-on-Saturdays rule, and she was fully-booked that day when I called.

After discussing it with Ian, we figured that the best plan right now would be for me to finish my work week and not skip any of my shifts (because I need the money!), and then have a good rest on Tuesday morning, after I finish work for the week, and then go for the procedure on Wednesday morning. I could have gone for it on Tuesday, but my dentist has told me that it's important that I've had enough sleep the night before, instead of coming straight from the graveyard shift. Something to do with the bleeding in my gums after the tooth is removed. :/

Anyway, I'm actually pretty nervous about the whole thing, because despite me having been a VERY regular customer at the hospital when I was younger, the most I've ever had done would be shots, the occassional blood sample, and maybe a CAT scan once. I've never had as much as a stitch or a suture (is that the same thing..?), so the idea of someone taking a scalpel to my GUMS at the BACK OF MY MOUTH, and then YANKING something out, pretty much horrifies me. O_O;;

Oh well. It's gotta be done.

I find that despite the dread, I also can't seem to wait for Wednesday, because I just want to get rid of the EVIL TOOTH already. Ugh. In the meantime, I also have a case of the sniffles and a cough to keep me busy. Ian also told me that I had a slight fever last night. Well, at least the lump inside my mouth is going down, which is probably due to the antibiotics. Wish me luck. ^_^
ksolaris: (nana)

For the past two days, the office internet connection has been particularly lenient and has allowed us to get to sites that are normally blocked. It being the weekend and all, with very little work to do, I told myself that this would be a good chance to finally catch up on things and start posting entries which have been severely backlogged for months.

Things were going according to plan... until I realized that I can access both Plurk AND Facebook at work.

Needless to say, everything just went down the drain as I spent most of my time either Plurking or replying to people's Plurks, or playing D&D Tiny Adventures (by the way... ADD ME AND BUFF ME!!! KTHNXBAI!!). It's already a good thing that another Facebook app, Pet Society, doesn't load properly here at the office since our version of Flash is outdated. Otherwise, I don't think I'll even be able to do any work at all, and I'll just end up sitting in the office, playing for hours.

Anyway, I'm gonna try to make a coherent post. Remember, the key word here is "try"...


At the office, one of the first things that I do upon clocking in, is to check CNN for headlines as well as weather updates, since our work volume is pretty much dictated by how bad the weather in the US is. Now, what amazes me the most is how it is actually still possible to go to such a trusted news source and still come accross the siliest headlines. Like these, for example:

other prime examples of CNN lulz )

Now, I'm really fond of getting my daily dose of lulz online but, I supposed I just didn't really think that CNN would be such a good source for such things. I stand corrected, though. XD


Some time last month, a good friend of mine who doesn't have an eBay account of his own asked me to get him some perfume from eBay. I got it for him, and when we met up so that I can give him the product and he can give me the payment for it, I ended up being curious about this whole obsession with expensive scents.

To be honest, the most money that I've ever spent on scents would be for a 400-peso bottle of Plum Blossom-scented cologne-body-spray-whatever from Bath and Body Works. My friend, on the other hand, paid 1800 pesos for a 100ml tester bottle of perfume from Bvlgari, and at that rate, he claims that it was already very cheap as compared to its actual retail price in malls. When I asked him why he likes these things so much, he emphasized the importance of smelling good in all situations, all the time.

This whole conversation got me thinking about my one and only bottle of Clinique Happy (a gift from a relative) sitting in our bathroom for the past, oh, four or five years? Despite having had the thing for so very long that its shiny chrome cap is already starting to rust, the bottle still has about 25% of its original contents left. This suddenly made me very conscious, and I wondered how much I've been stinking all these years (yes, sometimes I'm thankful that I have gay friends who force me to realize things like this).

I then decided to try it out, and I asked my friend for some recommendations. He easily named three top picks:

- Dolce & Gabbana's Light Blue
- La Coste's Touch of Pink
- and GAP's Dream

With a shortlist like this, I felt a bit ready to try experimenting, but my next dilemma stems from the fact that:

- I'm poor and can't afford X thousand pesos worth of perfume that I may or may not like in the end
- I have no patience to go to a department store and strart harassing the perfume counter attendants
- I have no confidence to go to a department store and try to pick out a scent since I have no idea on what I'm doing
- I'm afraid of being pressured by a really good salesperson into buying something that I'm going to regret later on.
- I can't seem to trust my own nose, since more often than not, what I find strange has been well-liked by people around me, while what I thought to be nice turned out to be rather unpleasant.

So, I decided that I will have to find a way to acquire the perfume at much lower costs, AND I will also need to be able to "test drive" it, i.e. use it for a full day and see how it goes, before I settle on something that I would be willing to spend my money on. I looked up the prices of the perfume that my friend recommended and I nearly gagged, but thankfully, I discovered that the answer to all this was to buy sample bottles from eBay.

The whole thing is perfect, I tell you.

I get to buy and use authentic scents for really low prices, AND the sizes of the bottle seem to be just about right for me since I don't use it very often, as I've discovered that one apparently doesn't need very much of it in order to be smelled from accross the room. Also, as with most designer scents do, the scent lingers for the rest of the whole day and even sticks to your clothes even after it's been washed (this discovery, in turn, has led me to wonder how in the world some people can bear to spray themselves with strong perfume several times, about thrice a day, when a drop or two is actually sufficient). The fact that the bottles are tiny are also helpful since I can slip it into my bag or pocket with no problem.

So far, I've been very satisfied with the scents that I've tried, namely:

D&G Light Blue, which reminds me so much of the scent of goods when you've opened a balikbayan box from New York (all my relatives from my dad's side are there, and dad also sent us a lot of stuff when he stayed in New York for several years, back when I was in college).

Kenzo L'eau Par for Ladies, which was a gambit since I've never heard of it before, and which I only bought because... well, it was there. XD I'm actually very fond of it since it smells so very sweet, like some tasty, sticky, yummy fruit or flower. Hehehe. And yeah, Ian likes it, too, since the scent is light enough for his sensitive nose (not sensitive as in "picky, but sensitive, as in, he gets allergic and starts sneezing like crazy when he smells something harsh, like strong perfume.)

Hehe... I'm quite happy with my purchases and I'm thankful that I took up my friend's suggestions. I'm even happier that I found out that I can just do this, and at the rate things are going, I may end up just buying these tiny bottles from now on, since it fits my budget, my bag and my needs, and is relatively low-risk. So, YAY for gay friends and YAY for eBay! eBay has all the answers to life's little troubles! :D
ksolaris: (tadakichi)
Well, as I've mentioned in a previous entry, through a series of circumstances, I somehow ended up at the judges' table at a recent cosplay competition. The event was organized by some college kids from Miriam College for their... er... Events Management course, and was held at Robinson's Galleria last September 13.

Anyway, the day didn't quite start right for me. For one, the event was advertised to begin at noon, and I arrived about 15 minutes early, expecting to immediately be asked to take my place and do what I had to do, but the event started a good 2 hours or so late. My contact with the organizers apologized profusely and she was nice and all, but I suppose it can't be helped that tardiness just happens to be one of my pet peeves, so that's unfortunate. Thankfully, [livejournal.com profile] magiqa and [livejournal.com profile] idle_eidolon were with me at the time, so I didn't get bored. I think I would have left and headed back for home after the first hour, had they not been with me then. Considering the fact that I just came straight from a tiring nine-hour shift that day, I don't think I would have had the patience to hang around until something finally happened. O_O;;

Um. Let's just say that there's LOTS of room for improvement with regards to how the entire show was handled. ^_^;;

Moving on...

So, the show finally started, Elea managed to get a seat behind me, Ian decided to wander off and join the MTG crowd which was on the same floor as the cosplay event, and the other judges also arrived. I was pretty surprised to look up from my scoring sheet to suddenly find Alodia taking her seat next to me, but I think I should have expected that the moment the everyone around me took out their cameras and just started snapping away. Haha! I just really didn't expect her or any known personality to be there since the website which announced the event wasn't particularly informative. Anyway, I eventually figured out that they invited Miriam College alumni like Alodia and one of the emcees (some lady who works as a DJ at a local radio station) to drop by, so it made sense.

Once everyone was settled down, the cosplay event finally started.

IMAGE-HEAVY!! Cosplay pics ahead! )

Anyway, the cosplayers themselves were a lot of fun, but after the scores have been sumitted and the awarding ceremonies were about to begin, I was a bit disappointed to find that there were other people who were there in some really cool costumes, who didn't get to join the competition. It was a shame since we saw some pretty cool costumes for V, Haruhi, Sabre, etc. I think I even saw a guy in a Code Geass school uniform. :(

Before we went home, I tried taking a video of the crowd and of the band, and of Elea and Ian who were now both part of the audience, but I discovered that it was rather difficult when everyone who wanted to take their pictures taken with Alodia were rushing to get in front of you. Lol. Oh well. I still got what I wanted, and I even got footage of terrorists doing the Caramel Dansen, so it wasn't so bad. Here's the video. XD

I think I wanna try judging another cosplay contest some time. It was fun, and the view was great! XD More photos at My Multiply Album! ^_^v
ksolaris: (word up)
Hi, world! Sorry to disappoint everyone, but no, I'm not dead. I'm actually alive and kicking, but just internet-less. Oh, and most of what little internet time that I do manage to snatch is instantly consumed by PLURK. So, yeah. In case you miss me, you can find me plurking away. I normally post from the office using Gmail, because Plurk is considered a banned site, so that means that I can't view other people's plurks or read replies posted until I manage to scrounge time and money to spend at a net cafe. On the upside, that also means that almost never a day goes by when I don't post something there.

Anyhoo, a lot of things have happened lately, both in K's narrow little world, and the rest of earth in general.

For one, there's the Hadron Collider which prompted me to text my friends and tell them that I love them. To be honest, when we first heard about the project back when we worked for QJ, it sounded funny at most. And yet, I wonder how it came about that on the day of the experiment itself, there was this twitch at the back of my head that screamed "OMGIT'STHEENDOFTHEWORLDRUN!!"

Until now, as people breathe easy that the first test went fine, each report of succeeding tests makes me want to duck for cover.

As we watched reports on CNN about how excited the whole scientific community was, all I could think of was how this is all how most comic book sagas begin. Think about it: crazy, HUGE, billion-dollar experiment, hailed by all scientists as a wonder of our times, meant to do amazing things, press releases left and right assuring the public that it's safe... and then the experiment goes wrong, all hell breaks loose, nuclear fallout, steadily growing black holes under Switzerland (of all places! It would have been more dramatic if it was, say... under the Tokyo Tower, or on Coney Island, ne?), genetic mutation, gigantic man-eating tomatoes, and we all end up as cat people! O_O;;

You get the picture, right? On top of that, my memory of old Wolfgang songs came back in bad timing, and the lyrics to "Semenelin" kept looping in my head. So yes, my paranoia had a soundtrack. Hm.

I suppose the cool thing about this is that 60 years from now, I could probably tell the neighborhood kids about how back in my time, the first particle collider was created and it was as big as a town, as opposed to the current pen-sized ones that summoned burgers from the nearest McDonald's. Haha!

In domestic news, Makati has been damned RAINY recently. Almost every evening, this torrent of rain would come down and streets would be flooded again in minutes. Several days ago, I was forced to wade through shin-high floodwater, during a heavy downpour, AND Iin the middle of a scary-ass lightning storm. On one hand I was scared for my life, and the prospect of lightning hitting the nearby floodwater while was in it was irrationally frightening (I know there's some explanation out there which states exactly why I would NOT get hit by lightning, but I don't like to push my luck THAT far), and on the other hand, there was this warm fuzzy feeling as I realized that the activity reminded me so much of college.

Hehe... yes, attending UST and living within its vicinity for nine years does that to a person.


This coming Saturday, I'll be at Galleria to act as a proxy judge for a cosplay contest-thingy. Hehe... [livejournal.com profile] guia was actually supposed to be the one there, but she had better things to do so she tossed it my way. I, on the other hand, does not have anything better to do after work that day, and I figured I should probably try as many things as possible at least once. Plus, I love the Krispy Kreme branch in that mall, AND they also have a Ribbon Fries and a Nomimono stall which I plan to camp out at after all the activity. Om nom nom nom....

Anyway, we'll see how the whole thing goes. ^_^;;;

Rosa: I promise I will do my best to not do anything horrifyingly embarrassing.

I know I have more things that I wanted to rattle on about, but I'm hungry now, and I need to forage for food.

For now, let me leave you with a detailed instructional video on the finer points of man-hugging, as ganked from [livejournal.com profile] jylichan , on Plurk. (Reasons why I love the British...)

ksolaris: (word up)
Last July 24, Lem and I were walking around Mall of Asia after having a good dinner. We were just strolling, thinking about what to do and where to go next, when we decided to check out the movies and see what's on. We then passed by this row of stores:

The funny part is that I've never really noticed just how strategic the whole placement of everything was until I stood back a bit as I was waiting for Lem to purchase movie tickets. Coming from the entrance of the mall, you'll pass by this store first:

Makes sense. You need to propose to the girl of your dreams, pronto, so this is stage 1, where you purchase an engagement ring for her. And while you're at it, you could start picking out wedding rings for yourselves, too, just in case.

That's step 1. Next door would be step 2:

Okay, fine. So after purchasing the ring and all, you start fantasizing about your wedding, in case she says "yes". You can start canvassing for dresses, invitations, cakes, etc. However, after the wedding comes the honeymoon, of course. Hence, step 3:

Hmmmm... this part of the process screams of MOTIVE, and I think if the girl of your dreams saw you in there WHILE you're holding the newly-purchased engagement ring, I think that the chances of ever getting to steps 2 and 3 get a whole lot slimmer... unless she's into that sort of thing. XD

But hey, one-stop shopping is always a good idea, which is why I love groceries that display the salsa and dips right beside the nachos. :D In the case above, though... just don't get caught, I suppose. XD
ksolaris: (Default)
That is the only way that I can probably describe the experience of having watched both The Dark Knight in the theater, AND finally being able to watch the final episodes of Avatar: The Last Airbender (all thanks to Jed who burned a copy for us, and Rosa who agreed to meet me so that I can claim the precious from her).

I could type out an entire post, praising Ledger's performance as The Joker, and bleeding my heart out over all the moral dilemmas that have been posed within the story, but Moriarty has already done a much better job of it, and I should probably just let everyone else read his review. I'm pretty happy that Lem shared the review with me before we got to see the movie, since in the end, I was equally astounded at how much I agreed with the review in the first place. Oh, and the review also mentions Hellboy 2, which we plan to watch because it is made of AWESOME, and I think I'm in love with Prince Nuada AND his righteous anger. ^_^;;

As for Avatar, I'd like to quote James who emailed me immediately after he got to watch the finale:

"as in P*TA! gusto ko magwala, mag-amok, lumipad at bumuga ng apoy all at the same time!"

Hehe... my sentiments, exactly.

Sigh. TDK (for which we got the complete set of tumblers with TDK designs from KFC) and Avatar. Good times. ^__^

Meanwhile, over at Plurk, Lem, Elea and I have already been discussing possible episodes for the not-coming Book 4 of Avatar. One of the first suggestions have been "WHERE'S ZUKO'S MOM, BIATCH??" and "The Boulder's Day Out".

No. Don't ask. XD
ksolaris: (nana)
*stretches and yawns*

Yes, as I've mentioned in a previous post, this is my first rest day in two weeks and I plan to make the best of it. And yes, as the title of this post suggests, I skipped work yesterday because I was seriously starting to feel like my body was about to just simply fall apart. I needed the break more badly than I thought I did. Thankfully, I still have some paid leave credits at my disposal, so I don't have to worry about my salary getting affected whenever I do decide to take some extra time off. Hehe.

Anyway, yesterday was great. I managed to catch some proper sleep, I made dinner for Lem and myself, and at 3am this morning, as we sleepily cuddled under the sheets to a cold morning, we both suddenly woke up for some reason, and found ourselves discussing characters from the Marvel comic book Universe until about 5am. That was awesome, and I suggest that everyone give it a try some time. 

Then, Lem and I also decided to spend one of my days off at his parent's condo at The Columns on Ayala Avenue, so that we can finally test out the pool on the seventh floor deck. Oh, and so that we can also test out Lem's newly-purchased swimming shorts as well, haha! The weather's been rainy and very windy lately, but when we woke up this morning, the clouds seem to have all gone, and the chances of having a good dip in the pool currently seem very promising.

When Lem went to work this morning, I've already deposited our stuff in their condo, and the first thing that I did then was take a quick shower, put on my swimsuit and head for the pool! Whee!! The pool was still frighteningly cold when I waded in, but the sun finally came up and I was able to adjust to the temperature.

By the way, note that I said "waded in", and "having a good dip in the pool". That's because I can't actually swim, and despite all the trips I've taken to Puerto Galera and Antipolo, water just isn't my element and I sink faster than a rock. That doesn't stop me from jumping in anyway, though, haha! And yes, I do just spend my time tip-toeing around the pool and trying my best to learn how to at least float, and as weird as it sounds, I actually do manage to enjoy myself that way.

Going back to the topic at hand, I had the pool to myself and I was wading around happily in it until about 7:30 am. It did me tons of good as I did find myself very relaxed and very refreshed afterwards. I then toweled off, headed back up to the room and showered, before heading back downstairs and accross the street to a nearby JolliJeep to have breakfast. 

That's what I like so much about the location of Lem's family's condo. You have access to all these wonderful facilities which is exclusive to the residents, which of course makes one look filthy rich. On the other hand, despite the expensive neighborhood and the proliferation of Starbucks branches, there's still the option to eat good meals at dirt-cheap prices, and quite frankly, Lem and I just can't imagine life without access to these sorts of eateries. 

As a bonus, accross the street from the JolliJeeps is my office building where I have access to free coffee and hot choco (which I occassionally take home with me from time to time... cough...), and in the same building is a 2GO Courier office which also offers free internet usage (limited to 1 hour, but still...). So yeah, that's the way to go, I think. XD

Hehe... sorry, I'm a cheapskate AND I'm broke, so there. XD
ksolaris: (airbender)
Sometimes, I can't help but wonder at my own luck, or think that maybe somewhere, there really IS someone out there looking out for me, discreetly planting little things for me to find that would unexpectedly and inexplicably help me out of whatever rut I've landed myself into again.

For example, I've posted quite recently that I have become penniless, about four hours after having received my latest paycheck. I was seriously very worried about how the heck I was supposed to make 700 pesos last for 15 days, but it looks like things may be panning out for the better afterall. For one thing, a week before payday, and before I realized that I would be left with just about nothing after we pay off all our bills, I've decided to finally put up for sale the old PS2 that [profile] jylichanhas so generously donated to us last January. 

Our apartment just got robbed about a week before, when he dropped by to make those evil, evil fried Snickers bars of his, and also to drop off the PS2. It didn't come with any peripherals at all, and he has warned us that the unit may or may not be functional, but we figured that any help is definitely welcome. Besides, Lem and I have been known to make do with whatever we may have at the moment. 

Anyway, going back... so I put the PS2 up for sale on eBay, stating rather clearly that the unit has its flaws, but much to our surprise (and Jyli's utter disbelief), the unit got sold. Lem met up with the buyer just this Friday, the sale was made without a hitch, and I now have a thousand pesos in my pocket. Just in time, too, since my resources have dwindled down to about 50 pesos at that time. If it hadn't been for that sale, I may have had to literally walk to and from the office everyday until I figured out a way to get more money.

Yep, after having kept the broken (?) PS2 unit around for about six months or so, I suddenly decided to sell it on a whim, and lo and behold, it has apparently saved my skin once again.

What never fails to amuse me is the fact that often, I would have this one thing that I have for sale, which would ONLY get sold at a time when I actually badly need the money. For example, when I quit my job at Sutherland years ago, I was jobless for a month, and we didn't know how we were going to pay for our bills and rent. Then, this ugly old jewelry box that I've had up on eBay for MONTHS but never got sold... suddenly got sold, bought by this lady for the full listing price. The buyer even gave a tip.

Another time while I was still with QJ, I bought this Vodafone-locked cellphone off of eBay, but I couldn't use it since our local hackers haven't quite figured out how to unlock it yet. It sat in my closet for about a year. Then, when I quit QJ last year and I was once again wondering how to make ends meet, the Vodafone unlock codes were released to the general public, and the phone was readily bought by Marlon, one of my high school friends. Yes, I didn't know it, but it just so happened that he wanted a second phone with a camera that costs only about 6k pesos, and it also just so happened that I had a phone for sale, that has a camera, and I was selling it for 5.5k pesos. He paid me 6.5k for it.

Wow. Moments like this makes me wonder if I did something really nice in a past life. Either that, or trumpets blare inside my head as a disembodied voice announces, "CONGRATULATIONS! YOU HAVE SUCCESSFULLY ROLLED LUCK!"

Sigh. Anyway, moving back to the present... 

As a last ditch effort, I also decided to empty out my PayPal account a couple of days ago. I had about $40 on there, which I was planning to use for a year's worth of paid LJ goodness, but first things first, I suppose. ^_^;; The money I withdrew from PayPal won't reach my bank account until some time next week, but the 1k I just got should be enough to tide me over until PayPal does its magic.

Meanwhile, it has also crossed my mind that, if I'm so lucky, then how come I'm not winning the lottery? Or picking up a case full of money? Or even winning a toaster from the office raffle? Well, I've always figured that the reason for that is because the Universe knows that I would most likely do something sinister with the money and the toaster, had I been given the chance. Like buying a golden bathtub and filling it with Cheetos. Or tossing a live toaster into the office gym shower while someone I don't like is in it.

Oh well.

Wherever you are, whoever you are, thank you. Seriously. :)
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K's photo of the day:

Chorus of cans. Hehe... mini-trash bins sold at Japan Home. We bought one of them white bunnies when we first moved to South Star Plaza. It apparently has relatives. :D


I've been rather preoccupied over a lot of things recently, and first and foremost on my mind has been our impending move. Yep, we'll be moving house again before the year ends, and though it's still quite a number of months away, Lem and I have been mentally preparing for the arduous task ahead. We've been planning how to start packing our stuff away, how to start cleaning the old place before we leave, which truck company to hire, how to arrange everything in the new place, possible new commute routes to and from work, etc, etc, etc...

I've already lived at NINE addresses to date, and this next move will be my tenth in eight years. I'm telling you, even though I've done this many times before, it never gets any easier. As Lem and I have learned, though, it still does pay to plan ahead to at least try to minimize rough edges as much as we can.

Anyway, one VERY good thing about this next move would be the fact that we will no longer have to pay for rent, and that... is just AWESOME. We can actually AFFORD things once we move. Of couse, as I've told [livejournal.com profile] jylichan over YM recently, I do fear an imminent shopping spree once we discover our spanking-new purchasing power, but once that's over and out of our system, I realized that it's time that I finally got down to it and started on finally, finally, FINALLY doing something to improve myself. I am long overdue for an upgrade.

For the past year or so, I've been having this really bad itch to do something, ANYTHING, that would help me improve myself. I want to take language classes, photography classes, art classes, programming classes, cooking classes, baking classes, design classes... anything that I can possibly take on that would allow me to broaden or improve upon my skills. I want to LEARN.

And then, of course, I want to finally earn my degree.

As you all know, I'm still an undergraduate. I spent four years in Architecture, but I was never able to reach the fifth and final year due to a severe lack of money at that time. I decided to start working then, and I haven't really had much time for anything else after that. Everything that I learned along the way, I had to learn by myself during my free hours since I had no money for formal lessons or courses, so most of the things that I know are rather rough, or half-baked at best, and that really gets to me sometimes.

That's why, when Lem and I realized that we'll actually have more money after the move, everything that I've been only THINKING of doing so far, suddenly resurfaced from whatever nook in my brain they decided to hide themselves in. The sheer possibility of realizing those plans and ideas makes me giddy.

I guess what I just really want to say is that... I'M VERY EXCITED at the prospect of going back to school, or at least learning new things.

That's why lately, I found it quite serendipitous that [livejournal.com profile] ruk has mentioned to me in a previous post that Asia Pacific College has some sort of program specifically for undergrads like me, and Lem's mom has also given me a heads up about UP's Open University Program. Meanwhile, Lem has suggested De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde, as they have programs that are especially-tailored for people who are also working full-time.

So, with the hope of going back to school in 2009, I've been sending off inquiries and weighing my options for the past few weeks, and so far, I've been considering these schools:

- According to Ms. Bea (hehe... I suddenly found that I like calling you that... XD), this program involves classes that are held on Saturdays.
- By the end of the program, I would have earned an MA.
- From the looks of it, I qualify for APC's Socialized Financial Assistance grant. Afterall, I'm officially the only employed person in my family, and my annual income falls below the 300,000.00 limit. If I do get 35% off of my tuition (provided I take the admissions test and get accepted...), that would be a great help, and I'll be able to pay for my own fees.
- If I find that I like the environment, I may actually enroll again and take up their MultiMedia Arts Course, hopefully under a grant as well. It isn't Architecture, but at least it's close and it's something I enjoy doing.
- I THINK, that some of the units that I've previously earned at UST MAY quite possibly be credited, so I don't have to take up English and Filipino and... brrr... Algebra again.

- Business attire is required to be worn at all times at this college, and as you all know, I prefer being a casual slob most of the time. I may have to overhaul my wardrobe just for this. ^_^;;;
- The prospect of a long commute from Quezon City to Magallanes in order to attend classes.
- The high cost of living that is associated with this school. I may have to prepare a budget for Starbucks coffee on a regular basis.

UP LOS BANOS Open University Program
- It's UP. What else can I say?
- It's a long distance learning program, so no commuting to classes involved.
- The tuition should be well within my means, even without any sort of grant (again, provided I take the admissions test and get accepted...).

- According to the website, I'll be required to complete PE as well as NSTP services. Even back in UST, I did everything that I possibly could to avoid these two banes of college life, so I seriously don't want to have to deal with this. T_T
- I think I may have to take classes like English and Algebra all over again, which sucks, big time. - The possibility of having to go to the UPLB campus in order to either enroll, or take up PE/NSTP courses.

DLSU - CSB School of Professional & Continuing Education (SPaCE) Program
- The program is meant especially for working people who want to earn a degree.
- classes are in the evenings, so commuting shouldn't be a problem.
- They're offering business courses, which I don't mind, and which I'm also interested in.
- The campus is in the heart of Manila, an area which I am very familiar with, and is also just one ride from Quezon City
- They also have the BASAP financial assistance program which I may or may not qualify for... depending on how I declare my annual income. ^_^;;

- I'm from UST, the mortal enemy of anything La Salle. I know that this is REALLY not the time for me to suddenly and inexplicably start showing any form of school spirit, but it still feels weird. ^_^;;
- As with APC, I fear the high cost of living that is associated with this school.
- If I don't qualify for financial assistance, I fear that the tuition may be too much for me to pay for on my own, and the last thing I want right now is to mooch off of other people after trying to be self-sustaining for this long.

I still do plan to work full-time even if I start studying again, but I'm not quite as worried about that as my current company also has a program that accomodates the schedules of working students.

Oh well, I shouldn't really get my hopes up just yet, especially since I don't even have the full details of those courses yet, and there's still about a bajillion things we need to straighten out first before I can turn my full attention to anything school-related again.

I have to admit that it feels very nice to have a plan, though. It's a start. :)

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That as the prices for food items goes up...

The prices for electronics goes down?

Yup, that's one hundred pesos for 2 kilos of uncooked rice, which Lem purchased from the supermarket some time last month. I swear, I was completely floored when I saw the receipt, because just a couple of weeks earlier, I bought better grade rice from the same supermarket for only 60 pesos.

Meanwhile, I was just as floored at how cheap memory cards are nowadays. I bought the MiniSD card for my cellphone at around the same time that the hundred-peso rice was purchased, and I was expecting to shell out about 1000Php for it. It turned out that 2GB can now be bought for a mere 500 pesos.

Honestly though, I still would have preferred that the trend be the other way around. At this rate, people may have to start eating memory cards because it's cheaper.

On the other hand, Lem and I have been considering switching to pasta as a substitute for rice, since a 15-peso packet is enough for three people, but then again, nothing compares to hot rice served with a tasty viand. We've also considered switching to bread... until we discovered that bread is just about as expensive as rice nowadays. Sigh.
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Now I know that this may sound silly, but I do find myself particularly sad over the news that George Carlin has died. Yeah, the loveable old geezer has kicked the bucket, and even though I'm not even within six degrees of knowing the guy, I have to admit that I'm sort of getting choked up about the thought of him being gone. I checked out his official website, and the front page made me want to just start sobbing. Hehe. I'm such a softie.

What's weird is that I've already blogged about quite number of celebrity deaths, but none of them (save maybe for Princess Diana) actually made me as sad as this one.


I'm guessing that the reason for this would be because I have a lot of good memories of listening to George Carlin's routines with friends. I've also spent many a rainy day with Lem, staying indoors, sipping warm coffee and just playing Carlin's jokes on my PC speakers. I remember that I laughed so hard the first time that I heard Carlin's Complaints and Grievances routine, and I couldn't get enough of it. Oh, and let's not forget his entire piece on euphemisms and idiomatic expressions. It's golden, I tell you. And then there's his takes in language, war, religion, the Ten Commandaments, flamethrowers, and bumper stickers.

Now that I think about it, let's not even talk about whole routines. Even just one-liners from this guy never fail to crack me up.

Ah. George Carlin. The cranky and frighteningly intelligent grandfather that I wish I had, but never did. XD

The very existence of flamethrowers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done."

Well, if crime fighters fight crime and fire fighters fight fire, what do freedom fighters fight? They never mention that part to us, do they?

When someone asks you, A penny for your thoughts, and you put your two cents in, what happens to the other penny?

inside every cynical person, there is a disappointed idealist

Weather forecast for tonight: dark.

Good night, George. I'll miss you pretty badly.
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It's my day off today, and Lem just treated me to a nice dinner at Tokyo Cafe at Mall of Asia. I love that place, especially since the food is great, the staff are so nice, and it's still within our budget. It also helps that I just learned from an NHK documentary that the proper name for the type of cuisine that they serve is actually referred to as "Yoshoku" (and there's your mame chishiki for the day!).

Anyway, a few hours ago, Lem and I were just discussing that next to the new food groups "Coffee" and "chocolate", there should also be another essential food group called "Om nom nom". Items that belong to this food group would mainly consist of those things that one is heavily craving for. It's those items that you crave for it so bad, that no matter how much else you eat, you just don't seem quite satisfied unless you manage to get a taste of that thing you're craving for.

It should be mandated as a dietary requirement to ensure that one does not end up overeating in an attempt to beat the craving, and it also ensures good moods and a focused, not-wandering-into-thoughts-of-food mindset.


At work, several things are currently going on:

1.) I've recently confirmed that I'm being included in the next batch to be trained for higher skill sets. Yay! My Grand Plan (TM) is going along smoothly.

2.) I am now paying the monthly premium for both of my parents' healthcare plans. Getting it through my company is still cheaper then getting it directly from Maxicare, and the coverage is good, and it affords me peace of mind. However, I am now officially poor because of this as it leaves little of my salary after all the bills and rent are paid. Sigh.

3.) One of our officemates came to work crying last Saturday evening because their apartment in Muntinlupa got robbed. I felt really sorry for her, especially since I also know how something like that affects oneself and one's finances. It hurt her especially hard since she's the main breadwinner of her household which is currently composed of two elderly people, herself and her sister. At the same time though, we were all thankful that no bodily harm came to any of them, considering that they were all at home, sleeping in their rooms when the incident happened.

4.) It turns out that one of my officemates actually knows Tobie! Haha! Small world, indeed. It's been so long since I've last made contact with AEGIS members (except for Jyli, maybe), that I wasn't really expecting that Tobie would even remember who I was. ^_^;; This is making me consider getting into gaming again, but I'm not quite sure how I could afford to work that into my schedule, considering that I value my sleeping hours quite highly. I wish I could hook myself up to a bunch of kittens, like batteries, since we all know that kittens are all little bundles of boundless energy, that they just don't know what to do with it. XD


I've recently started devouring Anne McCaffrey books. I've already finished reading Renegades of Pern some time last year, but it was only a couple of weeks ago that I managed to fish out a copy of Dragonsdawn and Moreta: Dragonlady of Pern from a bargain bin.

Even though Renegades is actually the last (?) book of the series, it was apparently a good thing that I finished it first before moving on to Dragonsdawn. I found it to be more interesting that way, because I got to find out the origins of the "Out to Lunch" signs that the citizens of Pern excavated about two millennia later. Haha! I suppose it WOULD also be fun to read it the other way around, but eitherway, it was fun.

I've already finished Dragonsdawn, and I'm halfway through Moreta. Meanwhile, I have Nerilka's Story and The White Dragon on their way to me soon, both fresh from eBay. The series is still a couple of core books short, but I'm sure I'll find them in some other bargain bin again.

My only problem now is that since I'm enjoying the series so much, I'm now considering trading my paperback copies for their heavier, more elegant hardbacked counterparts. It doesn't help that my copy of Renegades is already in hardback. Sigh. Being a geek is pricey, too.
ksolaris: (dark zelda)
Last Friday's bombing incident in Glorietta has been somewhat surreal for me. After the flurry of SMS messages and phone calls back and forth to check if everyone was okay, I then realized that I actually still had to go to work later that evening. I passed in front of Makati Med on the way to the office, and it was still somewhat discomforting to know that the place was crawling with news crews because there were people in there who got hurt or died from the incident.

When I got to my desk, the first thing that I did was monitor the news, and this lasted all throughout my shift. Each time I refreshed the page and scanned the list of names of the dead and the injured, I held my breath, dreading to see a name that I knew. It's one of the worst kinds of fears that a person could have, I think.

It also didn't help that the girl whose desk is adjacent to mine was one of the injured (but you gotta give it to her for still making it to work that evening). Apparently, she was in the exact location of the blast, literally minutes before it went off. She was just standing there, fixing her hair in front of one of the shop windows as she waited for her boyfriend to step out of the comfort room. Thankfully, the boyfriend didn't spend so much time in the comfort room as he normally did, and as they walked away, the blast happened.

He was able to shield her, and he got a nasty bruise on his back as he was hit by a hefty piece of flying concrete. She, on the other hand, came to work very shaken and nervous, with band-aids all over her arms as she got cut by pieces of glass.

As the names of the deceased were released in the news, she kept saying over and over, "That could have been me". It made my head spin, and my nerves were rather frayed for the rest of the night.

It's one of those days that just made me wish so hard that I had superpowers that I could protect all my loved ones with. Something that would guarantee their safety.

It's really hard when you realize that sometimes, it's not just about you anymore.
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Well, the middle of my week has been eventful enough, which is probably the very reason why I could barely stay awake at work for the past two days.

Anyway, last Wednesday had me trooping to Quezon City to meet my parents at SM Fairview at noon, and then we went to Jed's dad's memorial service in the evening.

My parents were okay, and I was pretty glad to see them. Of course, the only downside to all of that was the fact that while we were together in the mall, I was the one who had to keep reaching for my wallet. Sigh. Thankfully, I remembered to go out prepared, and I managed to convince my mom that NO, she does not need a 1500-peso pair of shoes from me right now.

We parted ways at about 4pm, and I headed to Ian's place where I freshened up a bit before he, his mom and sisters, and I all piled into their truck and headed for CRL in the UP Campus to attend the service. To be honest, I quite liked it, since... well... it was the happiest memorial service I have ever seen. The eulogies were nice and funny, Ian's sister Kay played the piano, and their uncle Benjie (who is currently in the US) even emailed a 3-page speech for Jed to read to everyone.

(SEGUE: Being someone who was raised within the cloisters of Catholicism, having to attend such occassions was always something that I did my best to avoid because it's just so frustrating and/or drab. The scenes that I have grown accustomed to always involved a lot of heart-rendering screams of anguish, and people were obligated to look serious and sad, and grief-stricken, and lost, and confused, etc etc... You get the picture. Basically, if you were anything other than sad, people would start thinking that you're disrespecting the deceased person. Go figure.)

It's been a looooooooong time since Ian and I have last visited that campus for a stroll under its trees, and it was really just a pity that it was unbelievably humid that evening as we wanted to take some time to walk around. We managed to walk out for a while after the service proper, but we only got as far as the Sunken Garden before we saw a LOT of lighting, and we retreated back to the chapel.

And yeah, Rosa + Karl, Ritchie, Daryl, Joey, and Martin also managed to drop by for the service (there were more of them, but I don't think I've met the other people they were with), and it was nice to see everyone. ^_^ I was also pretty glad to see Daryl since I haven't seen him in years. I admit that I still do feel a tiny bit maternal towards the guy, the same way that Elea and I used to mother him back when we were all UST students. Haha! So yeah, I was really glad when I learned from him that he'll be going back to college soon. ^__^ Yay!

After they left, and as Ian and I were helping out with getting the flowers and the food out of the chapel, it rained really hard, so that pretty much killed all my plans of going back to our apartment in Makati that night. Instead, I ended up staying over at Ian's folks' place again, without extra clothes or my toothbrush. T_T Thankfully, Ian lent me his old shirt, and he had Guild Wars installed on the desktop PC in his old room, so I was able to enjoy myself. The punchline to all this was that I forgot to sleep that night, and before I knew it, it was morning again, and I remembered that I had work again that evening, and I had 12 eBay transactions to deal with that day.



At this moment, I'm wondering if I've mistakenly sent some clients to Timbuktu... by mistake. It's really never a good idea to let a sleep-deprived girl handle your travel plans, you know.

Good night.
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- humor is very subjective, BUT, there are actually ways to make humor unoffensive to everyone, including the subject that you're poking fun at.
- the importance of selecting your words carefully can never be stressed enough. Tact is a wonderful thing.
- there is such a thing as freedom of speech, but everyone has to remember that EVERY RIGHT COMES WITH A CORRESPONDING RESPONSIBILITY. Do not do something if you are not willing to take full accountability for it. (aka, kung hindi mo keri, wag mo gawin.)
- Blogs and magazines are both forms of media, but there is still a world of distinction between the two. They are not the same and should not be compared to eachother.
- OFWs are a rowdy bunch and are okay with being poked fun at... but they're highly sentimental and it just so happens that some jokes are just simply NOT FUNNY.
- even the most unpatriotic bum out there will rail against insults thrown at OFWs, because it's as close to insulting their own family as you'll ever get (both my parents, in my case), so tread carefully.

And lastly,

- no, I don't think that OFWs should be coddled, and neither should the improper behavior of some OFWs out there be tolerated. However, in general, being forced out of your own country to work for some foreigner, and not being able to see your kids and family for years at a time is already hard enough by itself.

Let's not make it any harder for them, because in the end, we're all just trying to survive, we're all just trying to make do with what we have, we're all just striving to make ourselves and our loved ones happy, and we're all just hoping for the best. And all that in this god-forsaken, trash-ridden, poverty-stricken country that we still love anyway.
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According to ABS-CBN Interactive, as well as the Manila Standard's website, Malu Fernandez has decided to resign.

Okay, that ends there, I think. I'm sure that most people out there have forgiven, and now I wonder how long it will take before it's forgotten... or is this a memory that Fernandez will carry throughout her life, forever itching at the back of her head? Will there be times when she'd lie awake at night wondering what the heck she just did, and replaying event after event in her mind, wondering what she could have done differently? Did it finally hit her that all her name-dropping didn't pay off as none of her so-called friends defended her? Does she have dreams about all this?


Nah. That's just me. I mean, _I_ doubt I'll be able to live with myself when an entire population has banded together and considered me as a common enemy. I don't know about _her_ though. Anyway, I hope that she, at least, learned her lesson.

Now I just wish that I could genuinely feel sorry for her.

Meh. She'd probably just take the next economy flight to somewhere and drown out the experience with more cheap wine. I bet she'll have a new column up in a few months anyway. Plus, I'm guessing that she only did all this because her politician family threatened to disown her since the majority of voters belongs to the demographic that Malu just insulted. Being disowned = she'll have to fly in cargo class and eat at McDonald's the next time she plans to visit another country. :/

(I'm sorry. I just couldn't resist that last bit. I'm still annoyed. I promise to stop now.)

One thing, though... I just wish that people would stop flaunting the whole thing as a "victory of the people". We didn't exactly change the path of the nation or alleviate hunger and poverty, and when I think about it, it seems that we just simply out-bullied a smaller bully who didn't know her place.

But then again, that's just me. It's over, and to be honest, that's the last that I want to hear about the whole thing.

Manila Standard and ABSCBN articles about the resignation. )

TV Patrol news report about Fernandez. Broadcasted August 23 (I think...).

O ayan na. Tama na. Tapos na. Baboo and goodbye. The end.


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