So we’ve come to the end of the road. After almost a year of counting down my 50 all-time favorite films, we have now reached the end. If you missed the first 49, here’s help: Top 50-41, 40-31, 30-21, 20-11, 10-4, 3-2. And now, ladies and gentlemen, I give you my #1 favorite film of…
My Top 50 All-Time Favourite Films (Part 6)
I know this post is long overdue. It’s been seven months since I posted the last installment and I think it’s just time to reveal my top 3 favourite films of all time. You may view the rest of the list here: 50-41, 40-31, 30-21, 20-11 and 10-3. Again, usual disclaimer: this is not a…
My Achy-Breaky-Flirty Tonsils
The past few weeks have been a bitch-ass on me. I struggled with tonsilitis, giving me hellish fever and excruciating time eating. For two weeks, I couldn’t get out of bed. The only time I went out of the house was when I decided to see a doctor. After all, this was my fourth tonsilitis this year and my usual meds didn’t seem to work this time. Ah, damn illness loves me so. Since our family doctor was somewhere in the South celebrating summer, I chose to visit a hospital. My mum went with me and yes, I let her…
I’m Famished.
Right now, I’m hungry. It’s almost 7pm and I still haven’t shoved anything into my esophagus in the past five hours — which reminds me of the moment I arrived at my mother’s house in Batangas last weekend. And the first thing that got my attention? The two sacks of rice lying on the floor. Hmmm. Someone did some panic buying, I thought. My mum said it would last for four months, which means we won’t be worrying about the “rice price rise.” When I came back to the city, I dined at my favourite carinderia near my apartment. It…
Witty Graffiti*
Status: Horny… and kidding Music: With You – Chris Brown I got this from a friend’s forwarded e-mail. This is a compilation of oh-so-witty graffiti that can be found all over the University of the Philippines-Diliman campus. It’s funny how these scribbles reflect the character of UP students in general. Grabe, na-miss ko tuloy ang UP. Hahaaay. Enjoy. PALMA HALL/AS: AS chairs: “push button to eject seatmate” “push button to eject urself” “push button to kill teacher.” “push button to eject teacher” ….reply: “It’s jammed! We’re doomed!” Hahaha, nakita ko na ‘to. AS chair : “you know bobo? bobo is…
Tell Me I’m Not Writing into an Abyss or That is What Will Become of My Heart
Status: keep bleeding love. Music: Bleeding Love – Leona Lewis, Love Song – Sara Bereilles I know Dohna has already posted this video on her blog but I just want to share this to my readers, too. This is sooooo cute. Watch it now, now, NOW!!! My Gawd! Life is so unfair! That little boy has a friggin’ love life?!?! And I? Ugh, I’d rather not mention. Haha. Anyway, Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!
The Art of Losing isn’t Hard to Master*
“The art of losing isn’t hard to master,” says one poem. My high school friends always told me that if there was one thing that they admired about me, it was my ability to ALWAYS look on the bright side. True, I was like that. But something robbed me of that optimism. I kind of lost myself somewhere. On New Year’s Eve, I was about to go to the kitchen when I tripped on my toe. It was excruciating. But then, I made myself believe that I needed that pain to start the year right, so that everything I would…
Yet Another Promil Kid Attack
Utterly famished, I went straight to the kitchen swearing that I would gorge on the first food that I would see. I rummaged through the refrigerator and found a pack of jumbo Tender Juicy hotdogs. I grabbed a pan, greased it, and cooked the lovely hotdogs sending a greatly delightful smell up to my room where my 3-year old nephew was staying. Soon after, I heard my nephew’s footsteps as he ran down the stairs. “Tito, are those my hotdogs?” He asked. “Yes.” “You’re bad. You didn’t tell me you would cook my hotdogs. Those are mine. I hate you.…