Monday, September 29, 2008

my friend, Marty

Friends are supposed to be honest. Granted.

Hell, honesty is the best freakin’ policy. Truly.

But wouldn’t you just appreciate a little white lie from a friend if aesthetic extremity (or lack thereof) reached this point?






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Annel: what do you think?

Marty: ang kadiri ng itsura mo nel! Ahahaha!

Marty: para kang may ANUS sa mukha!

Annel: O_o

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"para kang may ANUS sa mukha!"

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I know it’s warped, but that didn’t change the fact that whatever sense of beauty I might have had for myself that night was irrevocably lambasted when my friend called me an anus.

Of all the rotten names. I was an ANUS. AN ANUS!!!

Thanks for the endearment, my friend. That's really sweet of you =)

Monday, September 22, 2008

disgruntled teenager

I just wasted four hours of my precious life to the Emmys. Meh. What a farce. The show gets worse every year, really. I didn’t even catch a glimpse of my favorite celebrities. Because had it not been for that small probability of seeing Paula there, I wouldn’t have watched it all together. [I’m a licensed stalker so it’s my job to stalk Paula Abdul, among other “stalk-able” personalities, haha] And of course, as luck would have it, yikes!, I didn’t even see a strand of her hair (or the other Idol people for that matter -- sans Ryan) during the entire show. As a result, the disgruntled me had to endure four excruciating hours of debacle among the four, five hosts who couldn’t come up with a better entertainment than those ancient and thinly veiled jokes of political insinuation and celebrity derision that they cooked up majority of the time. Even the acceptance speeches of the winners weren’t funny enough to amuse me. So boring. If it's up to me, I actually would want my time back. And speaking of time, I ought to be working on my paper right now instead of being here, ranting about irrelevant and unworthy subjects. Ta ta.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

toxic



["A rose is a rose is rose is a rose" -- Gertrude Stein]

"To cram is to cram is to cram is to cram" -- Annelvie


Friday, September 12, 2008

The 29th Manila International Book Fair

Hiya cyberworld!

Wouldn’t you like to know that it’s the 29th Manila International Book Fair today (up to the 16th)? It is, and in that chic, new, and bourgeoisie-inspired SMX Convention Center, nonetheless. I’d just been there this afternoon to hoard books what else (oh yeah, and to stalk my favorite writers/professors and other literary giants too). It’s actually my first book fair ever, you know the culturally deprived loser that I am, haha, so it’s not surprising at all that my first reaction was that of a seemingly total bonkers, rooted to the spot, barely able to move on because of extreme excitement –hooray!


So it's very overwhelming to see first hand all of those books for sale. Some were delightfully cheap while others - to my utmost irritation were not so cheap it made me want to cry. I wish I could be one of those stiletto-wearing, corporate-looking, attaché case-bringing elitists who never find themselves in a situation wherein, no matter how much they adore a certain book, they have to put it back on the shelf just because it’s too pricey. Ekkk :/ But bitterness aside, I still was able to make the most out of my budget and buy a couple of optimistically good-read books for later reading in preparation for the semestral break coming. Yay, va-ca-tion ahead!

That said, if you happen to drive/walk/commute along the Pasay area, you might want to drop by the SMX Convention
Center, if not for the books then how about for the famous writers present? Because if you have stalking tendencies as I do, then you'd love to go there, trust me (Butch Dalisay, Dean Alfar, Charlson Ong, Wendell Capili, Neil Garcia and a whole bunch more).

Come on, you know you want to come!...imagine the prospect of all those books waiting to be read by you - hmmm, yummy!