separation anxiety?

I woke up around 4:25 a.m…..on a weekday..which is very unlikely because I usually wake up at 7:00 a.m.  I realized, my very best friend and housemate already left for Singapore for a short getaway. 

I tried to sleep.. twisting and turning in my bed. And I can't seem to get Mr. Sandman to comeback. Amidst the cold and cozy weather which usually makes me curl in bed and just lie there like a vegetable.Realizing that my efforts to reach R.E.M are useless, I switched on the computer and decided to do what I usually do….Stumble upon whatever things. Thanks to Nante for sharing this site. Now I can blog interesting things–much less than my average-day rants, probably.. O well..

almost famous

Exerpt from WHY MY FRIENDS ARE ASTIG (source:friendster blog circa 2005)

5. becasue opposites do attract. needless to say, we clique the very first time we met.. like when u snap ur fingers..bahm! poof! plok!  plus we are unique.. (not to brag..but yeah, we are..) …………

1.WE MADE IT TO FHM, BABY..CHECK OUT THE AUGUST ISSUE, SISSIES..IT MAY NOT BE THE COVER BUT HEY, WE HAD THE CHANCE  HAVE OUR PRETTY FACES PRINTED IN GLOSSY PAPER..HAHA

Who says we'll stop there? It's yesterday's news but Princess–my dear friend has a commercial. Wait a commercial that airs even on PRIME TIME, nationwide. She's on the new smart (loadstar-bonus load) commercial. I haven't checked youtube yet but the last time I did, it wasn't there yet. I'd like to share it.  Why am I making such a big fuss? For one thing, that's what friends do. They brag about their friend's achievements of course. So yeah, I think we should join BARKADA TRIP. It's about time! C'man!

antipatika

Define antipatika. Am I antipatika? How shallow are we getting here? Makes me wonder when will people learn to embrace sarcasm.  In as much as I want to elaborate..I just grew tired to even discuss. Maybe it hasn't sink in yet. Maybe I'm just too tired to even bother to let them expound.. Why am I antipatika to you? Was it my "Do I look like I care?" face? Was it my being tight-lipped at times? Was it because I refuse to give in to your lame jokes? Was it because, I felt like giving you the middle finger was the most liberating thing I've done for the day? 

Ok. Maybe I am antipatika. I rest my case. 

project: diggs

My dad will be retiring soon from his nutty professor role and will be a full time rockstar. He lives and breathes music. He has been a music icon in Bicol (not to brag but he deserves to be dubbed as such). One night while I was on the phone with him I brought up this topic of making a website–his very own website. I don't plan to make it flashy or anything. I'd just like to make a portfolio of his life—maybe a comprehensive list of his works and gigs.  Why am I doing this? For one reason, he's my father and he'll be turning 60 in 2 years time. I want it to be like a gift. I can't afford a plane ticket to Germany or anything. What's the challenge about this project? Well for one thing..I'll be needing creative input on how the site should look like, what the site should include, what would I like to tell the world about this 50-something musician? I'd like it to be special and creative. I need time to plan the whole thing. I'll be needing pictures too. Pictures of him in gigs, his performances. Way back, I'm not as much of a paparazzi like I am now. I need scanned pictures of he's magazine features, write-ups, works and such. 

So please if you know my father and if you happen to know others who have snippets of my dad in rockstar-action….send me a message, comment or whatever. I'd really really appreciate it. 

For now..I envoke the power of creativity!!!! 

techno lust

I borrowed my dad's digital camera the last time I came home. It wasn't the slick, high- tech-type.It was simply a hand-me down, scratched up tool for capturing life's moments. He told me to buy the USB cable so I could upload the pictures. When I got back from Manila, I happen to use it..once. I wasn't able to use it again because  the charger had gone haywire. Now, I can't open the damn thing. It's just frustrating why all of a sudden, when it was handed down to me by my father—it has broken down.  Did my dad put some hex? 

Just when I thought I could practice my not-so creative shots on others and be the group's official shutter bug…Again, it has failed me. I've been wanting—no scratch that..make it dying to get a hold of a digital camera. My savings which was supposedly intended for that was ambushed. So now, I am starting from scratch.

For the meantime, I am contemplating on buying a new charger or rechargeable batteries, because the problem may lie therein or I might as well ditch the old camera and double-time on saving for a new one.

I've been wanting to get a laptop too.  *sigh*

Just some of my wishlist for the coming season of merry making which I call–MELON COLLIE and the INFINITE SADNESS. Christmas. Just like the SPICE GIRLS, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want..but will you give it to me?

Not really. Techno lust. I just can't get no….satisfaction!