love at first sight of prison.

i can't help myself. it was love at first sight.
i was about to leave the stall of one of my suki in Quiapo yesterday, wherein, together with my bosses, we bought stacks of DVD goodies. hehehehe

when the guy manning the shop asked if i want "Prison Break" and readily flashed me the copy. when i caught glimpsed of the cover, i was beyond enchanted.
who wouldn't be?

if i'd be sentenced to serve my term with this beautiful specimen of the opposite sex, definitely, I WOULDN'T MIND!!!!

hi there, cellie! how about a welcome hug?!!!

sigh.
and my heart could not even tuck itself under my sleeves.

i couldn't wait for my mom's and bro's fave tv flick to end, that when the closing credits finally rolled, i turned on the player and fed the PrisonBreak disc.
and i was in heaven!


to say that Wentworth Miller is hot would be the major understatement of the century!

he is a demigod!
the story was just unfolding. but even before i was able to ingest the plot, it's definite:
Miller, a.k.a. Michael Scofield, has just elbowed his way on top of my very short list of guys who look good with shaven-slash-near-shaven-heads and with tattoos.


sexy...


very sexy...


very, very, sexy....


Royal Sexiness...


insanely hot stud!

so help me Lord!

this one got some dude confused.

i am not your normal femme.
and this i say without apologies.
i am damn special in ways more than one.
and only special people outside my family circle know and appreciate my unique existence.

just today, at mid-morning, i found an officemate's remark rather amusing.

"Barbs, nagtataka na ako sa'yo ha. boxing, tapos ngayon gusto mo namang mag-motor," he noted as we were crossing the short distance between the bank and our office complex, dodging cars and smokes at the same time.

it came after i nonchalantly blurted that i could spend the 174K tucked inside my Vietnamese bag in a day. i'd buy a motorcyle. it doesn't matter that i'm not initiated in the basics and dynamics of driving one, but i'm buying one. hehehehe

i smiled.
slightly amused at the thought that i got this dude confused with my sexuality.
hahahaha

as if my gender is something that he should be adding to his list of workload.
nyahahaha

lesbian i am not. and i have nothing against homosexuals.

am perfectly in touch with my feminine side and i am comfortable with the thought and concept that i enjoy testosterone-driven sports-slash-hobbies more than an average Juana could possibly take.

i like wearing stillettos (i've got five three-inched heels and counting!) and skirts, inasmuch as i'm comfortable with sneakers and crosstrainers.
i like skirts, blouses and baby-tees, inasmuch as i love wearing cargos, shorts and sandos.
i like dangling earrings - the longer the better!
and i'm starting to like sweeping a nice blush on my cheeks!
but i also like breaking a sweat by boxing - something i'm really aching to go back, cycling - my current passion, and running (soccer game!).

so, i think it's bordering on shallowness to pin on someone's activities as a gender barometer.

did i had u confused as well? >wink!<

post script.

ahem.
a visit to the block's fully-booked surely dented my mental foreplay on the 101 ways i could enjoy my dream wish list.

sigh.

i've made a note on the books i would love to receive from friends this Christmas...

1. dear john, nicholas sparks (please, i want the hardbound one....please?)
2. a bridge across forever, richard bach (someone borrowed this precious from me and i'm sure after reading it, the creature wouldn't want to part with it anymore..)
3. spinning straw into gold, joan gould
4. the devil and ms. prym, paolo coelho
5. zahir, paolo coelho
6. memoirs of my melancholy whore, gabriel garcia marquez
8. the count of monte cristo, alexandre dumas

there you go...
kindly make a note on this blog on whichever title you wish to give me so that i won't have double copies of the book...>wishing talaga!<

i love you friends. >wink!<

christmas wish ramblings.

it's christmas.
literally, i could feel it on my toes! and i kid you not.
i can't believe how hard it is for me to haul up my ass and part with my pillows these past few days. the less-than-nippy morning cold is getting all too wonderfully...well, cold for me that it makes me reach for my blankie and snuggle more into my pillow-coccoon.
sigh.
I LOVE CHRISTMAS.
it's my all-time favorite time of the year. second to my birthday.
and nope, it has nothing to do with presents.
come to think of it, in my 27 years of existence, i don't have a mountain of presents to boast of. only a maximum outflow of cash come this season as i have this tendency to really splurge on food and gifts, especially to my love ones.

and i'm not bragging. it's just me thinking out loud.

methinks yesterday's late afternoon activity hasn't totally evaporated from my mind yet.
the pre-closing adrenaline rush over our 'small office party' has intensely rubbed on a contagious kind of cheer.

we're all agog with our respective wish list that we tacked on our whiteboard.
our wish list for those peeps who have blindlessly picked our name from the cutesy makeshift bowl that Ate Friesy has passed around, and are imposed to receive gifts from on the 8th of December. hahaha

wishes ranging from a guitar, DVD copies of fave movies, CDs, flowers and IL POSTINO books sparsely peppered our whiteboard which is usually scribbled with CorpComm's events for the week/month.

scanning it anew just this morning just made me smile. >wink<

i dunno why....Christmas does that to me.
you know...sporting a silly smile just because i feel happy.
and it's one feeling i have sorely missed for quite some time.
I AM HAPPY!

that bubbly, spirited, really happy happy.

hmmmm....
maybe, it won't hurt to jot down my Christmas wish list.
hey, i'm all out for WORLD PEACE, LOVE, END OF POVERTY AND CORRUPTION stuff.

just let this poor urbanite wiggle out of corporate reality okay? >wink<

hmmmm...lemme see....

1. a copy of Neruda's 100 Love Sonnets and a Song of Despair
2. a really, really nice journal
3. a really, really nice fountain pen
4. a desk lamp
5. a laptop (40 gig, DVD burner/reader, Wi-Fi ready)
6. 30gig iPod
7. Nike backpack
8. Nike Cross Trainers
9. Nike Running Shoes
10. wishing bracelets

i've only got 10 dude...
whew! re-reading it, i laughed silently. of course, who would give me these stuff?

i heart myself.

of course, i could dream right? (",)

ode to a beautiful nude.

"the moon lives in the lining of your beautiful skin..."
Ode to A Beautiful Nude, Pablo Neruda

waves and stars.

i really pity those peeps who find hanging out with much older people boring. fact is, there's so much to learn from their stories, behavior, personal issues and stuff that we twentysomething creatures only get to see from the spillings of Bridget Jones' diaries.

it's even nicer that some of the more mature bunch get to hear out our wisecracks and at times heed our advise on things.

last Saturday night, i had the chance to hang out with my ate Carol...well, actually, she's my aunt. considering that my mom and her are first cousins. hehehe still it doesn't matter that much as long as the respect is there, ayt?

there i was bunched with ate carol, her girl (space) friend ate gracie and another family friend, kuya mar. it was like we're the "angels" and our "charlie" is this dude in pink who drove us around in his spanking Ford Lynx. hah!

first stop, RATSKY's. while we waited for the act of K and the boxers, we had to keep ourselves from falling asleep (actually, si ate Grace, nakatulog na sitting down! hahahaha) as this rather forgettable band do their thing. kaya siguro naubos namin ang dalawang plato ng spaghetti bolognese and carbonara! hayun oh! nakikita n'yo ba? actually, akala ko 'di namin mauubos. isang malaking maling akala. dahil habang tumatawag ang aking mga fellow diyosa, inupakan na namin ni kuya mar ang bolognese. and in the word of a true-blue QTV Biyahero (naks! plugging!) certified RAPSA! ini. >wink!< >wink!<>

in fairnez, cutie pie naman 'yung isa sa mga lead vocalists, pero 'pag naka-side view lang. hahahaha >i'm soooo mean!<

after K's set, we paid the bill and left. the night is still young so we goofed a bit on our way to the parking lot. hayan ang mag-best buddies of the night.

kuya mar suggested we troop to Baywalk to get some coffee.
we parked the car and walked, trying to be oblivious to the stares of fellow night owls that had the whole stretch of the boulevard teeming with their presence.
i was tempted to ogle back, but then, there's nothing nice to fix my eyes on so i merely scanned the place while trying to walk on the pocked-faced pavement on my three-and-a-half stillettos.

and just before we reached PICC, we have all agreed to grab the hot brew somewhere else - Blue Wave! Yahoo!!!!!

this time, it was only Kuya Mar who trooped back to the parking lot. saving my fellow goddesses the possibility of spraining their ankles or falling flat on their faces. hehehehe
and while waiting for our "charlie" i pulled out my cam and started clicking away --- >>>with my tita Carol. naks. >>>US Girls! >wink!<
i would've clicked some more but ate Carol would rather have her photos deleted >rolling my eyes<
at the backset of the car, enjoying the space with ate grace, i clicked some more.
there you go. hahahaha

ang layo-layo ng pinuntahan namin, Starvexz din pala ang aming kinabagsakan!
there's kuya mar with the ladies.
us girls again.
and again.
siyempre, this time, katabi naman namin ni ate grace si kuya mar.
>> and then a shot for posterity.

and one of myself. dahil ayaw na magpakuha ni ate Carol. hahaha

it was a little past three when we called it a morn. hahahahaha
who says going out with the more mature crowd is boring? maybe, you're not just attentive enough. >wink!<

financial briefing.

how does a former journalist prep up for press briefing? hmmm...it depends.
if it's a formal thing, then, once gotta prep really good. >wink!<
besides, i find it exciting nowadays dressing up and splashing some color in my otherwise pale >but definitely not bland<>maputi ako, period. kaya kinakailangan kong mag-make-up lalo na kung may events at mukha akong maputla.hahaha at talagang nag-effort mag-explain?!

everyone was upbeat. the early morn monitoring routine was stalled, albeit, temporarily so that everyone in our department are free to perfect their respective assignments.
and with this brief respite from our reading-cutting-and-pasting routine comes the chaos of which my desk is very much a picture of.
ayos ba? hehehehe
everything was ready, two hours before our comrades from the print media came in by the batches giving us time to clown around a bit and allow our resident photog Kuya Vic to test his lenses on us.

here's ate chat, moi and jhops - goofing. hehehe

the corp.comm. ladies and a gentleman.
and they started to trickle in. enter ms.ian farinas - one of my fave, gamely posing with us at the reception.

so does dondon sermino.
ang kulit. hahahaha

and after all that has been said and done, it's back to my cube again. same as the way i have left it. sigh. messy. chaotic. topsy-turvy.
still, there's plenty of room to smile. and smile. and smile some more.

post R.H.U.M. Halloween Concert musings...

it was a nice feeling, rockin' the night away with friends you haven't really enjoyed time with for a while...heck, i think the Halloween Eve Party tendered by R.H.U.M. (Rock for Humanity) for a cause was actually the first "gimik" i've had with my friends from a previous work place.
and it was nice to enjoy drinks (iced tea) and munchies with them with the sound of new age rock rollin' in the background.

of course, here's the new couple Xandy and Sarah whom Krissy and I enjoyed introducing to new acquaintances and friends as "mag-boyfriend sila". hahahahaha

the "she-devil" i was hanging out with was really a nice, kikay girl named Grace. Krissy's roomie who, i think really matched my gabbing fit that night. it was a blast. it was one of those rare moments that you meet up with someone and you just fall at ease with them and blab about anything and everything under the sun.

it was a night to remember all right as we all try to justify all the crazy antics we could cough up with to Halloween.

"Ay, 'di pantay ang make-up ko!"
"Okay lang 'yan, Halloween naman eh!"

"Sobrang kulit 'ata natin ngayon 'no?"
"'Steeg lang 'yan, Halloween eh."

In ang pagiging weird. In ang pagiging hyper. Cool ang maging makulit.

Even "Toti" - the vocalist of the 7DaysOff was in high spirits (figuratively and literally, he must have been packing the booze even before their set has started and was downing himself with more beer after their turn was over) and gamely hammed up with us.
coolness.
i even got myself a henna and got a R.H.U.M. pin when my name was drawn out in a raffle.

'steeg.

first halloween party.

it was my first official halloween party.

minus the trick n' treat part, it was a benefit gig for a cause.


and that what makes it all the more worthwile.

here we are before hitting Malate's well-partied pavement.


and this is the place where we rocked.



to say that we enjoyed the night immensely would be a major understatement.

but more of it later. for now, i have to rush for my class. >wink!<