ODDITORIUM

one hour to go and i have to finish this. damn, makati turned into a misty London due of the firecrackers. not a very safe place to lurk. since this’ll be my last blog for the year, i hope everyone would have a peaceful celebration like the one in the mountains. no defeaning sounds, just crickets to cradle you up to a new morning light.

make your new year a prosperous one!

i spent the holiday in naga. not only to celebrate the holiday cheer but to do my laundry too. sheesh, what a sore loser, you think. but then i had a real good sleep. with all the deadline and workloads in the office, i almost forgot i’m a worker. at least just for once, they were away from my sight. we [bench and karl] usually kid around that we’d rather stay there and just forget going back to manila. look whose back?

pardon the mushiness, but it was dreadful to see where our bus passed by. bench and i was trying to hide what we really felt about the wrecked roadside municipalities by smirking. we felt really bad. come to imagine, albay would be worster than these. we couldnt have seen the road if only he left manila on time,thanks to that slowpoke driver. the damage after the typhoon reming was visibly unconcealed. i guess somebody who got annoyed to idea that reming changed it’s path for their personal gain [ like no classes, no officeworks stuff like those]must be stoned to death..not stones, blocks i prefer….thrown blocks to death…live!

funny, how my family and cousins along with their “chikading” (that’s how i call my li’l puny pamangkins) spent the christmas eve? we all slept, woke up by morning only to start the dvd marathon of prisonbreak. but then, i’m satisfied with that. we didnt have that happy holiday cuddle warthmness. no gifts, just “presence”. we just enjoyed the company with each other, and also the great homemade food too. am gettin sick of microwaveable goods here.

the good thing living in the suburb local city is that you get to enjoy the nontoxic air and hassle-free lifestyle unlike here. there’s no traffic. you can drink and go home as early as you want. i’ve never been so relaxed and comfty while drinking not like here, the workloads usually clings to your mind while gulping your beer. tisk.

after blinking on that dreamy day of 25th, i opened my eyes, stucked again in a regular bus trip going back to manila. the two big stag beside me was torture for my part. on my left was the croaky sleeptalker and on the other side, another smelly “mr. elmer’s glue” [not again?]. pew. that’ll be my second and last regular bus trip, unless i got bunch of friends who’d care to join me in a neck-wrecking long trips like that.

the night of 27th make me frowned and quizzically gazed to what my parents been blabbing about in text message if i’ve already arrived, knowing i texted them already the time i came to my apartment earlier that day. they didnt get any for they were troubled if i was there hanging on a cliff somewhere in ragay. half-dead. yeah yeah. a bus just crashed because of the absence of electricity there. it’s good then, now i have a better reason not to go for a ride on a unairconditioned bus.

so much with the mass hypocrisy and panic gift-buying. tell you, i’m quotin it once again, nobody want’s another scented candle. ok?

swelling crowd buying in malls doesnt stop yet. wait till january 1. why not use that gun, eh?

have a prosperous new year people.

back to workmode. thank god, i finally blog that out.

good thing i always knew it was my parents who had been sneeking around to put some present in my smelly socks. santa’s sick. this is the perfect way to sour up the holiday gaga. see for yourself. a tvAD from C & A. consume.

here’s how we crashed and landed to beerthopia and dizzyland..hik.
happy holidays, everyone!

i went there not only for the gifts.. for the raffle too. nyahaha.
i only got 500 bucks, not bad after all. i had my chance to grab that 10000 for that videoke challenge. genesis, you schmuck. you better share your money man. too bad, i’m no vocalist of a band. he’s lucky, my hoarse voice annoyed the judges.

the problem with liquor drinking contest is when all you could come up is to mortalized yourself and become a legend. well, jorge became a myth.
i’m wondering did he ever tried munching those broccolis, damn, you can probably steam then serve it again.
he stole the limelight of the party. jorgy porgy won the beer-drinking contest. shame and fame. that was his award. haha, and he even showed his beerbelly with ms. vicky belo. i’ll upload the pics later on.

bottomline is…absynthe: license to humiliate yourself.

so.. that’s how a “grown-up” party goes?! no sense to compare for a teenybooper’s party. same stuffs happen. you party, eat, smoke and get drunk. period.

my first day of being a regular employee{i’m assuming}. the “big guys” havent talk to me yet. i cant resist walking alone along the streets of palanca because i am obviously troubled by it. it’s no big deal. i just don’t get it. am i too foreign for adults stuffs or what?

it was payday and ayala was steamed by anti con-ass rallyist.
on the other hand, lantern parade in UP was cancelled for their was an uprised heat of the student rallyist{i have a friend there} against the tuiton fee increase hike. actually, i was invited by my friend, kepi.their rally will be starting by 12pm and was also about to watch the oblation run by 11{i havent seen it yet}. i woke up by 2pm, heck am too busy working like a dog.

haaay.. just like the old days.. as a misanthropist, it’s incontrollable. it will and by will, will increase.
lovely. december15 will be as memorable as it will be for me.

i am happy i started the day of 16th by this.

gaah. i better finish this and start working to finish that shot. congratulations to me?

we are about to really conquer earth. music, fashion and yes advertising. check it out!

it’s a good news that naga’s power supply is back, after that typhoon. care for donations anyone, there are tons of roofless household in bicol. gma already paid a visit to have for publicity i bet. i wonder if “little miss muffet’s” pose will be as compellingly usual for the newspaper. will she be having a -pouty-lips-like-models-usually-do angle or somewhat messianic like this?

thought christmas was on december not april or march. how come easter bunny is already here?

courtesy of BBC.

i got a free admission last thursday in six under. *sneer* i sneaked in and pretended i already paid the entrance and got to see radioactive sago project for free. don’t worry. it won’t hurt their pockets, they just gave away 150 pesos for a struggling yuppie. the heck, they wont even bother. too bad, bench didn’t came.

and o, that’s one of their new song. others were almost having seizure. it seems how some were pelted and enjoyed the nosebleed, absorbing, trying to decipher lourd’s music.

ahh, it was a cool way to welcome mary’s birthday {was it?}. cheers everyone. have a happy weekend. {astro.. astrocigarette..}

courtesy of rico.

watch

i’m gagging myself with laughter. i just remembered this veronica mars episode with the same song.

here