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.