uncle van’s cabin

lucky doll

she booba, she my doll a gift from mama…

only four years old but with boobies na

she made angel during Christmas mass in Duenas…

she no wings she flying…

she no aswang, no tyanak

she angel

ok?

i only bought my cellphone January of this year. January 1 to be exact. you can say it’s still new but my cellphone’s already a goner. blame it on the paranoia attacks, it makes me violent at times that i try to vent it all on my cellphone… but it’s actually the charger that has a problem. so i’m really sorry folks if i can’t greet u all a happy new year on sunday. they don’t have a stock of that charger at wellcom and they’ll still have it next week so i feel so darn lucky today. but my co-worker said that marymart’s the place to be so if i get real lucky tomorrow then i could have a charger. yay!

i can still live without a cellphone, but then how can my mother live without ever talking to her everdearest daughter? (naks!)

i’m so silly today… i bought a dress for mami j’s wedding but ended up wearing the one i borrowed from a friend…

man, i’m beat! gotta sleep now… danberden is so makuleet!

but before i go here’s a few past christmas photos…

that’s my granny dearie with her beloved Christmas tree behind her. she’s so beautiful here taken Christmas 2004…

Christmas 2003 taken in Ocean Park Hong Kong

Mom’s so nice she paid for my trip…

My right hand is secretly squeezing this mascot’s ass teeheehee.

oooh la la! sowee ta, my photoshop prowess is limited to horns and mustaches only. i cud have done something with the tummy. anyhoo, this was Christmas 2002. Christmas party at Uy Bhaws. the dress code’s "anythin’ sexy" thus, the skimpy clothes and the bitchy pose. Tata and I did a little showdown here.I had a grand time in this pic. I love you Tatoots!

I don’t remember what year was this exactly. perhaps Christmas 1989, I was still in kindergarten at this time and I had my first ever Christmas partay! I received a gift from a fake Santa who was someone else’s Dad… that’s Anthony Kevin beside me. He’s all grown-up now go see his profile in Friendster… I found this pic while I was browsing over my "baul" hehe. I feel so old!

So that’s it… and oh, have a blast for this New Year 2006!

photowhoring

so lame, so bare, so … so… boring? ok, let’s do a little surgery here (tintin trying her hand in photoshop).

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photoshopping!

Better? the mustache was inspired by Don Quixote de la Mancha(an idealistic fool just like me, thank you very much), the hero of Miguel de Cervantes’ wild imagination. I’m pretending trees to be my friends the way he pretends windmills to be giants. The horns? uhm, could be from daveghard’s head hehe… I love the dots on my armpits!

While I’m doing this I had Linkin Park’s "Numb" blaring as the background music ahaha! I’m singing my heart out! I love Chester… You are just like me with someone disappointed in you!

Van to Bubbles: How do you see yourself after 10 years?

Bubbles: Hmmm… ako ya may husband na kag kid…

Van: Wow!

Shan to Van: Ikaw ya, sa mental hospital na guro that time.

Van to Shan: gr&**!o)%%##!!!! 

Ok, the last part is just a little revision. I added that one up. I didn’t swear, I swear! heehee…

hehe, nice friends I got there… Friends bring out the worst and the best in you! Thanks for bringing out the worst in me, Shannie! hehe…

college days… whoopee!

miss y’all guys and gals and gays!

*** Casster, I stole this pic from you…

burn-out 22

I realised just how much I’ve been working hard these days. No time to play, no time to go out. I’d wake up at 6 AM and go to bed at 11 PM. I’m dreadfully tired … Then there’s school. Grad school is tougher than I expected it to be much tougher than being an undergrad. There are just too many paperworks I’m drowning in a pool of them already. Patrick texted me that there are many things to study. That freaked me out! We only have two Saturday vacations… so little time. See the title? It’s something that you would name a funky disco bar but I’m anything but funky. Burn-out 22 means I’m burning out at the early age of 22. Gee, you have a mole here in the making; I can’t see without my eyeglasses anymore… To make matters worse, I feel like I’m going down with a cold.

What a gloomy post for the Christmas season…

Hug, anyone?

You’ve probably heard and read this many times from text messages, from your friends, from your family, from your dog (that is, if your dog knows the Morse code hehe…); an overly-commercialised holiday greeting…

But hey, I wanna say it again to y’all!

MERRY CHRISTMAS everybody!!!

Defending Maximo…

"It’s crap!" This came from a friend when I asked him to see the movie. Ridiculous and stupid, that’s what I think of him now. How can he judge a movie that he has never seen yet?! He based his assumption on the poster of Nathan Lopez flirtatiously posing as a pre-teen gay. He said the movie encourages homosexuality but to those who have seen it you know that that is not so. The movie’s cheap, true but there’s that depth in the movie that speaks not only about homosexuality. The movie’s more than just the poster. Let’s go back to that old cliche, "let’s not judge the book by its cover." In Maximo’s case, "let’s not judge the movie by its poster."

The Blossoming of Maximo Oliveros

If a good book is a good read then this movie is definitely a good watch. The movie centers around Maximo Oliveros, a pre-teen gay who is devoted to his family of small time criminals. Set against the declining economy of this country (picture what Claire Danes once said…) Maxi (as his friends and family call him) drifts into (wo)manhood just like an orchid shown floating (at the beginning of the movie) among the squalid waters of Metro Manila. The actors were dramatic without being too phony and the script will both tickle and tug your heartstrings. Cinematography’s awful (what can you expect from an independent film?) but over all, it’s one impressive film.

Need I say more? Go and see the movie!

Xcess: The Exorcism of Emily Rose: YIKES! Tingting treated us for lunch today: YAY! Tata Zyra’s coming home for Christmas: YAHOO! Jboss’ here: YRRR! (it’s supposed to be grrr but I’m trying to match the Y’s)

while others are drinking milk before dozing off to dreamland, I ate chicharon … now, what’s so special about that?! nothing sweetie it’s just that it reminds me that a simple chicharon can give you back those extra pounds you’ve had already shed.

take a look at the pic here… naw, she’s not pregnant… that’s what we call buy-on. i’m afraid those late night snacks has finally taken its revenge on my flat-as-a-washboard stomach *cough*. can you imagine me wearing a bikini? that would be like a movie; a comedy on your part and a horror on mine…

ah well, better tighten up the belt these holiday seasons!

the pic above, that’s Shakira by the way…

can anybody teach me how to use photoshop? damn those tools…

nobody’s girl

you were born on the 26th of november

24 years ago.

you were a bundle of joy to your parents,

you are their perfect girl

the apple of their eyes…

but they too have their imperfections

no longer were you the apple of their eyes

you became nobody’s girl

you crawled, you walked, you slipped,

you laughed, you sang, you danced,

you cried, you smiled, you loved,

but you are no longer nobody’s girl

soon you will have your own bundle of joy…