Galileo Galilei turned Japanese and gained a lifetime overpouring of Pop sex appeal.

browsing at midnight has its perks. you get to unearth a gem of a band such as this one..oh and the vocalist has got the sexiest neck ever. fetish alert? *wink wink*

  watch their video right here. They sang the opening theme for one of my favorite anime ever, Ano Hana. :D The band released their first album “Parade” in Japan last July 19th, and have also decided to release their debut album simultaneously in America, Canada, and England. How I wish they'll extend all around Asia. I think their music's quite mature given the age of each band member. (ranges from 17-19). Hope I can get my hands on a copy of their album anytime soon..sighs..

that precious lust for Jon Foreman is a vice I won't quit....

Well, I'm soaked with adoration towards him most of the time so its still healthy. :P

giving us a taste of Vice Verses. Switchfoot on boy shorts and flip flops while doin sound check? PRICELESS! :D

Vice Verses is on preorder now. Check out the Foot's page right here. I live in Manila so I will just have to wait for the album's release in September. O September, my September, you won't come fast enough!

::travel song of the week::

nostalgic. and the words to this song is so brutally genuine. reminds me of my teenage years..

Follow you down

-Gin Blossoms

Did you see the sky
I think it means that we've been lost
Maybe one less time is all we need
I can't really help it if my tongue's all tied in knots
Jumping off a bridge, it's just the farthest that I've ever been
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
Anyplace but those I know by heart
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
I'll follow you down, but not that far
I know we're headed somewhere, I can see how far we've come
But still I can't remember anything
Let's not do the wrong thing and I'll swear it might be fun
It's a long way down when all the knots we've tied have come undone
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
Anyplace but those I know by heart
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
I'll follow you down, but not that far
How you gonna ever find your place
Running in an artificial pace
Are they gonna find us lying face down in the sand
So what the hell now, we've already been forever damned
Anywhere you go I'll follow you down...

tweets retweeted..

read this tweet by Jon Foreman today and the first thing that came to mind is my husband. We argue a lot this past couple of days cause Im on that time of the month. I know real well that I'm stretching my husband's patience to the brink and I'm just so thankful that I'm blessed with such loving, amazing person in this lifetime....



and at this moment we scream on top of our lungs, both of us...

"You won't destroy us... This evening and tonight, we'll take care of each other." -Jens Stoltenberg

of corneal abrasions and SL.

I was sent home from work last night cause my left eye was soooo red. The sight was so blurry and it hurts when it hits a certain light. My boss suspected it is Sore Eyes and so he got me logged out in a flash cause I might infect my colleagues. I went straight to Makati Med around 10pm and got it checked. It was corneal abrasion, something scratched my eye. My husband insists my long wearing of contacts as the culprit and I think so too. So buh-bye good ol' contacts for now.

Corneal scratches hurt a lot. But whats worse? No eye cosmetics until it heals. I'll miss my gel liners. :(

The Doctor has given 3 days estimated healing time. Good thing I was on plotted leave today and rest days tomorrow and Thursday. Almighty Father, I put my sickness on your caring hands.  :)

::travel song of the week::

I will always see Alanis Morisette in a different light amongst all the female musicians in this lifetime. Her music was the first angst-driven ones that I listened to in my early pubescence. I think her cool and I always will.

and through this masterpiece I appreciate her more not just as an artist but a sole entity as a whole. Imagine the guts it took to release unsent letters to your ex-lovers and making it a hit.  Spilling her guts for all the world to see... and I'm a fan.... a fan touched in a sweet way. :)

"Unsent"

dear matthew I like you a lot I realize you're in a relationship
with someone right now and I respect
that I would like you to know that if you're ever single
in the future and you want to come visit me in california
I would be open to spending time with you and finding
out how old you were when you wrote your first song

dear jonathan I liked you too much I used to be attracted to boys
who would lie to me and think solely about themselves and you
were plenty self-destructive for my taste at the time I used to say
the more tragic the better the truth is whenever I think of the early 90's
your face comes up with a vengeance like it was yesterday

dear terrance I love you muchly you've been nothing
but open hearted and emotionally available and supportive
and nurturing and consummately there for me I kept drawing you in
and pushing you away I remember how beautiful it was to fall asleep
on your couch and cry in front of you for the first time you
were the best platform from which to jump beyond myself what
was wrong with me

dear marcus you rocked my world you had a charismatic way
about you with the women and you got me
seriously thinking about spirituality and you wouldn't let me get away
with kicking my own ass but I could never really feel relaxed and looked out
for around you though and that stopped us from going any further
than we did and it's kinda too bad becasue we could've had much more fun

dear lou we learned so much I realize we won't be able to talk for some time
and I understand that as I do you
the long distance thing was the hardest and we did as well as we could
we were together during a very tumultuous time
in our lives I will always have your back and be curious about you
about your career about your whereabouts

of guys and lust..

    Talk about crazy, yeah, I'm actually wailing off my precious fury while typing this. I really don't understand the male species. They're all physical. All about physical. Its irritating and hurtful for us women. I know its so freakin absurd having this mentality towards the opposite sex knowing that I've spent more than half my life with male partners, be it sexually or platonically (if there is such a word). I remember Mo Twister ( a local radio jock here in Manila) once said "Girls, stop buying all those bags and clothes cause we guys don't really care about them. All we see is your butt and your boobs." ... and man its sooooo true.

    While on a bus ride home I saw a couple holding hands while the girl leans on the guy's shoulder. The guy, as moronic as he is, keep staring at/ leering on the busty girl sitting in front of him. I almost want to throw something to his face just to defend the sleeping girl beside him. It made me ponder on how most guys can really be animals no matter how decent a woman treats them...sigh... I appreciate my husband more and more.

junk-ish addiction

Wednesdays and Thursdays are my rest days. Rest days also mean that I get to spend more time sitting in front of the computer and be glued on the internet. Now it also means that I like munching on something while browsing like the manner of enjoying popcorn while watching a movie.. and this guy is the one I keep grabbing unto.

They're tasty and shaped like clubs as the name suggests. Gotta love calories baby! :D

last night I dreamt about my hero...

.... but like all dreams, they fade away from memory as soon as you wake up. LOL. See his literature in here and be blown away. I tell you, he's got the gift of words. Jon Foreman in Huffington Post

"Only in humility can we begin to find the beauty in everything. Do you have the
barefaced wonder to drift outside the lines? If you dare, you could rise up to be
the shameless architect of the unknown, charting new ground that the critics will
never know. For the rest of the crowd, there's safety in numbers. But for you- you
and your brave soul, there are no guilty pleasures. Just pleasures."    
                                                                                             --Jon Foreman

::travel song of the week::

This song defines my core. 

Growing up, I viewed her as a pretty musician with predictable music and mature packaging. Now I'm older and wiser, I revisited her pieces and view her as my heroine.

Hands by Jewel

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands.

....and man she can yodel like no other. :D

hair talk

2 months ago, I used to sport this long hair, almost up to the waist. I have to admit it was pooooooorly maintained at the time that's why it got so frizzy and got attacked by split ends. I decided to have it trimmed and I specifically told the hairdresser to just cut 2 inches of it cause I would love it to not lose the length. Well you guess right man, by the time I stepped out of the parlor, my hair falls just an inch past the shoulders. The hairstyle is okay, its just that the length is sickening.I almost want to strangle the lady. I'm not really a fan of short hairs. I think long hairs are sexy not to mention the fact that I look better sporting it.

So I let it pass, 2 months after and of course, my hair got longer. I blow-dry it almost 3 times a week cause it made it look livelier and it gives my hair a little kick of volume. It was fun doing this hair routine for a month or so but now it just gets so blah boring. I need a new haircut or hairstyle. I was googling some and now I'm eyeing this pretty.

yaaaaaaay! :D

I'll have this on me next week on my rest day, I swear. And with that I vow not to have my hair trim by that lady ever again..

lippie 101

I was wearing red lipstick earlier, now I'm going for 

gloss. My lips but better. and shinier. LOL.

                                                    ^ ------- new lip stud. 
                                                              got tired of the bling type already.

yaaaay!

Mapo Tofu on a rainy day? suh-weet.

sushi's prayer

I know I've done wrong Father
Please let me see reason
wash these off with your mercy and forgiveness
I need You here
let me be strong
let my faith be stronger
let my love be the strongest
so that I can withstand what life will throw my way
let it be that strong and overwhelming
that even this temporary body can't contain
so it can radiate unto others
so it can embrace them in their solitude.
Almighty Father, I need you in me
in Your time, in Your hands
Let me be free.......

I hate cursing..using cuss words,filth words. I hate me cursing. and I hate the fact that I'm cursing whenever i get excited.or agitated.or irritated. Father, please cut off this tongue if it will help me get better. I'm sorry.  :(

::travel song of the week::

 I've been listening to this song like crazy whenever I'm cutting my way from home to work and vice versa(which is everyday). It brings me that certain relaxing and nostalgic mood not to mention the song itself and the artist are both plain awesome. Oh man, bring me back to the 90's. Nothing beats good ol' grade school memories. :P

 

Strong Enough

-Sheryl Crow

 God, I feel like hell tonight
Tears of rage I cannot fight

I'd be the last to help you understand
Are you strong enough to be my man?

Nothing's true and nothing's right
So let me be alone tonight
Cause you can't change the way I am
Are you strong enough to be my man?

Lie to me
I promise I'll believe
Lie to me
But please don't leave

I have a face I cannot show
I make the rules up as I go
Just try and love me if you can
Are you strong enough to be my man?

When I've shown you that I just don't care
When I'm throwing punches in the air
When I'm broken down and I can't stand
Would you be MAN ENOUGH to be my man?

wakey!

just woke up from a 15-hour sleeping marathon.
man, it feels so good.

Almighty Father, it feel so great to be alive!

insomia 101

 I CAN'T SLEEP!

> near to getting sick in the head now. yet  still afford to pause a second for camwhoring (no pun intended). Nah I just wanna brag about my glowing skin with no credits for photoshop. Sleepless and shallowly jovial.Truly, prayers and a smiling heart fades away acne. How I wish insomia is easier to deal with.need your refuge Father.. Please carry me back.

with red eyes I reach out to you....

What are you waiting for, the day is gone?
I said I'm waiting for dawn
What are you aiming for out here alone?
I said I'm aiming for home

Holding on
Holding on

With red eyes what are you looking for?
With red eyes, red eyes

All of my days are spent within this skin
Within this cage that I'm in
Nowhere feels safe to me, nowhere feels home
Even in crowds I'm alone

Holding on
Holding on

Every now and then I see you dreaming
Every now and then I see you cry
Every now and then I see you reaching
Reaching for the other side
What are you waiting for?

This is probably my most loved song off Switchfoot's Hello Hurricane album. too bad they didn't sing it when they did a gig here in Manila. that's fine, I was half expecting that they won't anyway. they've got a LOT of awesome songs to choose from in the first place.

This means a lot to me. let me tell you why....

I was born to a catholic family, grew up with the bible, my parents and grandparents preached the usual christian stuff, and that went on until I was 13. I was even the commentator when we did the first holy communion in third grade, and I was a choir member in our local church. Come high school, I can say that my faith in God pretty much waned a little bit. I was too busy thinking about myself and chasing my happiness to care about religion. That was also the time when we've got mean theology teachers in school and meaner priest in church. It made me think that hypocrisy has driven these people mad that maybe the existence of God is just a pretense..I went doubtful of God's existence. I lived steering my own wheel for the next 7 years. I graduated highschool and went to college without ever darkening the church's steps again. During college, I got entangled with an activist group rebelling against the government, and most of the people I met there are non-believers, mainly because communism doesnt really talk much about theology and christianity.I personally view it as a branch giving depth towards idealism within the people's range of influence to deal with.

It was during this time that I met my future husband Jerry. He's an atheist and "will always be." (That's what he said just a few hours ago before I sit this entry into writing.) Jerry is a sincere, decent guy respectful of women,of his parents, and of people as a whole. He rarely use cuss words and he NEVER badmouth anyone. He's not a liar (unlike me DURING those times), he always find time to help other people without expecting anything in return. I mean he really is nice. He changed the way I view life in general. Growing up, I always thought that you need to always be in church and talk about God all the time to be considered kind by society. And so when I got disappointed of those false priests and educators, It altogether shattered the foundation of my belief contrasted by the fact that someone can be really kind, to the core,without believing in God's existence. Eventually, Jerry and I got married and got blessed with a beautiful kid, we named her Adie. 2 years inside the marriage, we never prayed, never uttered Jesus under our roof, never touched or payed a glance to a bible. We lived our lives pretending to be normal people without us realizing that we're growing apart by the hours of everyday. And shameful as it is, I have to admit that I got lost to nowhere. Yea I cheated on my husband.

It was the lowest point in my life, cheating on the one I promised forever with, ruining friendship with those people I should've spend time with but failed to, being in a more chaotic state with my parents, and most of all having been the most submerged of melancholy and internal struggle of all. I can't turn to no one. I won't even confide those struggles with myself.

Then I prayed...out of the blue...without thinking on it, without testing volition... I raised my hand and prayed.

and I know within my guts, in that instant, I'm a changed person. see, that was my turning point.

I went ahead and confessed to Jerry all the things that ate me up inside. And as expected of him, he never got mad, never yell, never doubt my sincerity. And in that instant I almost want to slap myself to numbness, just to scold me for thinking that I can belong to someone else. I should've known from the start that I should be in Jerry's side.nowhere else. My Almighty Father put me not just in the right place, but in the best place. and I can' be torn from His side anyhow.

Hearing Red Eyes for the first time while lying in bed a few months ago, it showed me THAT turning point in my life like I was viewing it through a tv. How I cried. How I laughed. The feeling was so intense I can hardly breathe, I didn't know how I stayed with a normal teary facade at that time.It made me ponder on other's, with their own struggles and loneliness.There are so many depressing stories out there, filled with injustice, violence, and hatred. Lives of people being wasted right before their eyes. I want to reach out to these people, to shake them and ask them "What are you waiting for?"... salvation is always with us, within us, we'll just have to keep our minds and hearts open. I know I cannot enforce my belief into other people's throats.(I'm still working hard to convert my atheist but georgeous of a husband real-time)  but I know I can somehow make a difference should I be given a chance to share them an advised or two.

 re-reading my post,one would think I'm an old woman speaking. Sometimes I really think I should act my age..

What I'm aiming for now....

God loves a cheerful giver.
-- 2 Corinthians 9:7

With Horses In Her Eyes

They are a skramz band I met 2006.independent.beautiful.awesome.I just thought of sharing their music since they're once in a lifetime.sad thing is that they broke up a couple of years back.

Their song titles run from Page 1- Page 5.cool, right? go check them out.you're not gonna regret it. I promise. :)

Page 1 by With Horses in her Eyes

:P

Good Morning!

I lift my hands to you Father.Thank you for another beautiful day, another chance!

nail-o

trying to do french tips on my own nails. awww man, its hard. ugh.

RD

got my energy back after sleeping the whole day. t'was a roller coaster ride of a week.rest days are love.:D

------> smile of someone who can pass out any second. spell wasted.boo.

of heartbreaks, of blessings, of Switchfoot.

 awww I know this is too late a post but who cares? This band made the best April 30 of my entire existence.

Now my April 30 started pretty much at 1am since my shift starts at that time.Shift ended 10am, I went home as soon as I logged off the phone and arrived at 12 noon.(See I work in Makati and lives in Bacoor,Cavite). The original plan is for me and my husband Jerry to go watch The Foot and the 2 kiddos will be looked after by my mom-in-law. My husband already talked to her about this weeks ago just to make sure we'll be at the concert together. First heartbreak of the day was when my in-laws called and said mom's not feeling well and she can't take care of the kids. I cried buckets of rain and was really disappointed. Jerry, the greatest husband anyone would die for, hugged me and said I can go,and since we've got 2 ringside tickets, suggested for me to take any random friend to the concert just so I won't be alone and lonely. But I don't want to be with anyone but him and I guess I won't be enjoying the gig with someone I'm not really comfortable with. (I'm quite a loner sometimes. I'm the even-in-crowds-I'm-alone type of person. I have mild autism,you see.) and so my husband suggested the greatest idea of all. How about combining the 2 ringside tickets and upgrade it to the courtseat (after VIP) ones so I could be nearer to the stage?! so we went to SM ticket booth and requested for the ticket to be upgraded. Second heartbreak of the day was when we found out the courtseat tickets has been sold out seconds ago and only the general admission section has avail slots. I almost want to strangle the ticket lady though I know it's not her fault. So we're left with no options at all. My husband decided to let me go (with me crying like crazy) and he gave me his wedding ring as a companion and he let me go with that I-know-you've-been-waiting-for-this-forever look. The gig starts at 7:30pm and its almost 6pm that time so we already ditch the random friend invitation idea. I traveled alone while suffering from a helluva of emotions. Third heartbreak of the day? The heaviest traffic ever. The venue is on Philsports in Pasig, I'm still on the road and it's already 8:15pm. You know the feeling of being stuck somewhere you don't want to be and you wanna scream your head off? yea I was that. I look terrible,my mascara smudged and I'm torn from the inside....and that's when I prayed. I realized I'm so soaked up with all these agitation and hate that I forgot what I'm here for,what I live for... and My Savior consoled me and embraced me. My Father let me see reasons and appreciate all. I felt better. I felt lighter. The traffic loosened, I got there 8:30 pm and was delightedly surprised to see the people in line going to the arena's entrace is still there and moving.That's when I spotted a staff from the concert's production asking if we already got tickets or need to buy one.I asked her if she can upgrade my 2 ringside to courtseat tickets and lo and behold she's gave me one! My Father's love... My Father's hands... My Father is everything.....

I got in,the seat is really near the stage, Imago's front act (which I find pretty lame,I'm sorry), and minutes after Switchfoot was on stage and was on fire. Picture heavy-ness follows:

 Jon has got a cheat sheet written on the back of his hand. It says Salamat (Thank you), Mabuhay (long-live?),  Astig cayo (You're cool!), and eye spa? (Still okay?).This was awesome and really sweet of him. :P

This is when Jon asked all to take a picture simultaneously. It was beautiful, truly.

Now this is the best part of that gig, in my opinion. I'd say my seatmates on that concert would agree. The songs "Free" and "Always" are so powerful and hearing them live moved me in a way that is both strange and wondrous. It got me teary-eyed.

copyright off  Switchfoot fb fan page

copyright off  Switchfoot fb fan page

Switchfoot has got the heart and energy I've never seen in any other BIG foreign artists out there I've seen on live gigs. You can see they're having the time of their lives on stage. They have this fervor when playing songs that even if they already played these songs a million times, they make you feel like its their first time.They have that passion that radiates on stage, infecting everyone. That concert was God's masterpiece made tangible.

 Song list goes:  The Sound, Stars, Bullet Soul, Chem6a, Gone, Your Love is a Song, Free, Always, Awakening, Mess of Me, Learning to Breathe, This is Home, We are One. Encore includes Only Hope and Hello Hurricane.

They ended the concert with of course, Dare you to move and you bet, man it was riveting.

This is Jon saying " I wanna play a song about a movement" or something to that effect.

and this is the second man praying.....

I thank you Almighty Father!

I went home with a swelling heart full of gratitude.and since it's my husband's birthday the day after (May 1) I dropped by Jollibee (t'was the only fast food opened at that time) and got him the biggest burger and hotdog sandwich. haha. I arrived home with the 2 kiddos peacefully sleeping and my husband lying in bed waiting for my gig story with smiling eyes. How can I ever deserve you papa? We ate in peace and slept that night with our legs entangled with each other and our future as bright as it can go. ..

I Saw An Image of the Virgin Mary

 I saw an image of the Virgin Mary on my lover's hand

After her knuckles, smooth thumbnail, and doctoral class ring
Found epiphanies inside of me. Like a zealot
I didn't want her to pull the Holy hand out. So,
We rode that revelation, mounted every sermon,
Prayed hard to the heavens within.
The Vatican didn't care: they were only interested
In tortilla likenesses of the Holy Mother this year.
They didn't care that my punk, blue-haired lover
Curled her hand even deeper.
Even though I told the Pope this:
The monotheism of her fist could convert an atheist.
Even though I screamed, My God this
My God this is what religion is.
I traced the image of the Holy woman on my lover's palm
Every smile line, every wrinkle
Like the spiritual topography in the back of a motel Bible.
And we rested for the night, we took refuge for the night
Curled together like fish, the tide line on her hand
Not quite to the wrist, somewhere around the
Holy Mother's chin, where two rivers intersect,
And innocence began. I remember back then,
When perfection reigned,
If only for a second of coming, if only
For a second coming, if only for a single
Subliminal frame staring spellbound
Into an immaculate and loving face.

- Peggy Munson


I don't really view this as an artwork venue using the 
Lord's name in vain. I adore erotic literature and I 
think Peggy  is the best erotic writer ever.

iskin

I got hooked on beauty blogs and vlogs since late last year and I can say that It pretty much help me in taking care of my skin and persuaded me (force would be a better word) in doing major diet. In 3 months time, my skin noticeably became smoother,lesser blemishes and whiteheads, I look better in photos on all angles (LOL!), I lose a great deal of fat, and I'm now waking up each day loving what I see whenever I look myself in the mirror. My better-looking skin I owe to moisturizers and this one right here gave me the best result by far.

I got combination-oily skin (oily t-zone and dry anywhere else) and this is perfect cause its on gel form. Beauty guru's keep on saying that for dry skin, one should use a cream-based moisturizer and for oily, gel forms work best. That's where I get the idea.

What I also like about this stuff is that its unscented. That made me feel kinda safe, I dont really appreciate applying smelly products on my face. And big plus is that its affordable, locally-made, and I can find it on most drugstores/beauty stores near my place.

Betrayal by Fiction Family

The first time I heard this song was through an episode on Switchfoot's podcast. I think that was on episode 3(?). Jon Foreman was playing this song backstage or something like that. The tune was pretty catchy as well as the lyrics and so I googled it right away and found this.

Betrayal
I don't remember much about that night.
I'm pretty sure it rained the day I died.
I think it rained, I think it rained.
I'm pretty sure it rained the day I died.

You and I were always closest friends.
It's women that make enemies of men.
A pretty face, A pretty face.
A pretty face would one day do me in.

Her eyes are like the winter when she goes.
Holding secrets only winter knows.
Winters, Winter knows.
Cause winter's seen the wolves in women's clothes.

She came to me and made the laughter new.
We held eachother close the whole might through.
Love is blind, Love went blind.
I didn't see her let you in the room.

A gunshot was the only word she said.
And all of my defenses came out red.
Love went red, Love went red.
She left me for you, Left me lyin dead.

So I watched her as you put me in the dirt.
She had my wallet tucked inside her skirt.
Love went blind, Love went blind.
But I'm not dead if what you did don't hurt.
Turns out this is actually a song of Fiction Family, a collaboration between Jon and Sean Watkins from Nickel Creek. The song is so damn neat, intelligently written and of course, with Jon's soulful voice,this made me feel I was right at home. Its Jon's attempt to write a song about murder.I tried like reading the lyrics repeatedly until it sinks in and I can visualize it. This made me so depressed the whole day.LOL right? I was picturing a 50's setting, good friends who unfortunately fell in love with the same girl not decent enough to deserve the love of both guys.Her eyes are like the winter when she goes. . Eyes as cold as winter.It ended up the other guy killing his own friend...and its depressing. Now of course I was picturing a winter night when this happened.and i don't know why but for some reason I always view winter as the saddest season of all.sheeeesssshh Jon why do you have to be this good a songwriter?

Fiction Family has got really beautiful, heartful songs.I've been searching for their album here in Manila,no luck there.I'm planning to purchase this online though.and I will, oh my, I will.

Brandon Boyd

a little something to jumpstart my earth-driven body... *wipes drool off chin*

yaaay!

 I'm craving for pancakes and it's almost 12 midnight where I am. What the heck is wrong with me?!

:P

Incubus in Manila

Yaaaaay its confirmed!!!! Incubus will have a concert on July 28, 2011 at the Araneta Coliseum presented by Ovation Productions for the Philippine leg of their World Tour – “If Not Now, When?“.

I'll save allowances like hell to make sure I'll be upfront.
Hihi.

of Jon Foreman and BDSM...

While on an elevator ride last night,a friend asked me on what I'll do if I met Jon Foreman right there and then.The answer is plain and simple,I'll seize his crotch and kiss him full on the lips until he pass out. Then I'll take him home and put him in chains forever.Bondage and Submission is the way to go. LOL.

 but seriously, have you ever seen someone this Beautiful? not just by skin but to the core? His music and literature never fail to give me that drive.that push to be someone meaningful and better than what I am today...and though he might now know that someone like me exists, I owe him much and Thank him much more.

Wizard's First Rule

I know its late to the extreme to say this but I was sooooooo disappointed when the Wizard's First Rule was adapted to a T.V series by Disney.(Legend of The Seeker). They butchered the hell out of the book. I don't know ,but man, its a fail. I was expecting more from Terry Goodkind. I never imagine him to be THIS fucking sell out. The book is the best thing that happened to fiction since Tolkien's masterpiece.They deleted the very essence of the book just to be "child-friendly"  or wholesome when its an R-rated (imho as a reader) in the first place. Now don't get me wrong and think I'm just a stupid fan making a scene. I watched the first 2 episodes of the first season and I've done this with bright eyes full of anticipation,broad smile and tons of popcorn at hand.You get the picture? I was EXCITED! I even shout it all out for my friends to watch the damn thing days before the pilot airing in Manila. I don't wanna drill down the details of the butchering since just recalling them brings a lump in my throat.So let me just rant the freaking obvious....Richard Cypher, the main protagonist in the book was always describe as a big, beefy, sinewy, XL oaf and it makes sense cause he's supposed to look deadly as a skilled sword fighter and a woods guide. The celebrity they chose to play his part is Craig Horner, and he's extremely baby-looking as oppose to the Richard in the book and the book's coverart.Bridget Reagan, the pretty who played Kahlan Amnell (main female protagonist and love interest) is even taller than him.

LOL right? I know some non-readers would think me immature and shallow and all that jazz but, man, Richard's big size holds a big sway to the story.A tiny factor like that deleted, you can just imagine the gory editing that followed.True enough, they didn't disappoint.Kahlan Amnell ventured into Westland (Richard's hometown) to find the Seeker who was prophesied to defeat Darken Rahl (main antagonist). On the TV series, Kahlan brought with her The Book of Counted Shadows and by context, the only person who can read and understand it is the rightful Seeker. (IKR, like Cinderella's shoe tested by lots of girls to see if it fits.It was so unique I can cry.haha!).Richard was able to read it and so he got named Seeker.
Wizard's First Rule is not like that at all. On the book, Richard was named Seeker by a wizard (Zedd) who raised him, taught him and witnessed how smart, intelligent and gifted Richard was. A Seeker always hungers for Truth and Wisdom,always Seeking knowledge and justice. Richard exceptionally met all those qualities that's why he got named. Not because he can read.See the difference? I'm barfing of depression here.

Anyways, I'm gonna stop before I pass out of stress. The point is, money should not always be the basis of everything. Wizard's First Rule is a gem and will always be.I highly suggest for you to read it, you'll realize how sick some of your views in life are.Trust me.

I kinda don't like you, Mr. Terry Goodkind in a way for giving permission to change your novel just like that. I believed in every philosophy you shared on your books and you let it all go downhill with this blunt mistake.You're indie then you let mainstream Disney smother your ideas like that for profit. Nothing can be more disconsolating than that....:(

RIP Poly Styrene

I woke up today with a tweet of Ms. Mich Dulce (vox of Death by Tampon awesomeness!) saying Poly Styrene has bowed down of her long time fight of breast and spinal cancer. I know she lived a long,full life doing what she loved best but I cant help myself to be extremely sad. She was great, innovative,a genius. I don't know if there's a female punk artist in Brit who can ever deserve to lick her musical prowess boots. (for me anyway).
I thank you,Poly Styrene, for giving the wonderful music that was punk a greater kick, a swagger-ful of elevation. Your songs will live on long after you're gone.X ray Spex's Identity

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poly Styrene/ Marianne Joan Elliott-Said (3 July 1957 – 25 April 2011)

the sequel

It all started with something that's made out of cold.
I hate it how orphaned I feel whenever he let go of my hand.
How I spend the days dreaming of his length
and the way it fills me.
Sometimes it fills me in completely like I'm gonna burst.
I hate it when cock didn't add up to words
of my wetness and everything in between.
I hate it when he turns on the knob and poke it with keys
like chimes designed to drive force and he instead
force his drives into me.
I hate it when I'm falling into me.
I hate it when it takes hours before he let me sit on his lap
and treat my legs like boulders
as they split in two.
My legs will then pull reflexively shut as he towers over me
and I hate it when I melt with his voice and give in.
I hate it when I give in to the trampling and the swelling.
I hate it when he strip me as if my clothes are paper
and he's undoing a letter.
I hate it when in seconds he could turn my throat

360 degrees like a swivel.

 This is no more a game of hands.
This is the pink of my cunt unfolding.
This is the girl becoming a bitch.