the return of the comeback

September 18th, 2008

remember this phone?

i got it back this morning. *does a happy dance* well, it was after a horrendous, horrendous queue at the nokia care center in glorietta, but the point: I GOT IT BACK.

anyway, when i got there, the guy a few numbers ahead of me was holding up the line unnecessarily because he was unusually irate about the briefness of his N72’s battery life.

kawawa naman si ate nokia na kinailangan pang tumawag ng back-up because someone either woke up at the wrong side of the bed or isn’t getting laid lately. jeeeez. for the record, the guy must be in his mid-fifties, must be a bit well-off, and um, bald. pero his bad luck with his hair line really doesn’t give him the right to lash out like that, right? Right.

turns out he’s been to the nokia care center at greenbelt and they haven’t been able to solve his problem. (yes, he was talking that loud) what he wanted: if you can’t fix it, just replace it, it’s under warranty anyway. so ayun, pinagpipilitan niya na 1) ayaw niyang iwan phone niya at 2) palitan na lang ang phone niya. which was WEIRD.

so anyway umiinit na rin ulo ko sa kanya (sobrang naaawa ako kay ate na naiiyak na ata dahil sinisigawan niya) so di ko na pinakinggan yung kung anu-ano pang sinabi niya, but he exited the kiosk with this lewd smile on his face, i almost stuck my foot out just so i could give him a concussion.

anyway, i didn’t. when it was my turn, i made it a point to smile, as if to say, “I come in peace.”

me: ano kayang meron ngayon ano at ang iinit ng ulo ng mga tao?

ate: oo nga ma’am, kahapon pa maraming irate customers.

me: ah malamang dahil bilog ang buwan.

ate: talaga?

me: oo, tingnan mo mamayang gabi.

and with that i tested my phone and got out.

a reconstruction

September 11th, 2008


so it has ended. begun. ended. whatever. so now i’ve redesigned my main splash page here, now i can go on to other projects.


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anyway. yes i password-protected the thing! will repost in multiply. hihi. xoxo.

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September 9th, 2008

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in defense of insect chalk

September 4th, 2008

this morning while andrea and i were having her breakfast, we noticed a column of ants disappear into a small dot of a space near the ceiling. so promptly, i got a chair and traced the ant column with an insect chalk all the way to the dot. yes, i killed the ants by crushing them. with insect chalk.

so i wondered, is that how insect chalk really worked? because i could accomplish that with regular school chalk, or with my slipper, for instance.

later this morning, while i was having my breakfast, i found what’s left of the ant army (about twelve, fifteen of them - i counted, yes) huddled close together. so i took out my insect chalk, drew around them and waited.

so the ants dispersed and stepped onto the insect chalk lines. and believe it or not they started looking as if they were dizzy. no, seriously - they were shaky. and so i waited and watched some more.

fact: this was how an ant would die by insect chalk–

1) they step on insect chalk track

2) they walk around aimlessly - not in a line anymore

3) after a while, they stay put

4) they don’t move

and finally:

5) they let go of the wall. and fall.

i was standing there sipping my coffee when i saw this ant just disappear from the wall. it was kinda sad actually.

but at least now i know insect chalk does work.


August 30th, 2008

nakakahawa ang ka-hardcore-an ni irene at ang kanyang “ultraelectromagnetic” na effort sa pagkuha ng tickets para sa eraserheads concert tonight. ibang klase. sa katunayan, pagpulot niyo ng diyaryo today, andun yun.

naalala ko lang yung mga sabog na gabing kinatatampukan ng gitara ni julie nung college. siyempre jamming at lahat, kung me gin pa yan, malamang ang partner niyan e Huling El Bimbo, Magasin, at siyempre, Pare Ko (na later on sobrang swak ng lyrics lang. hahaha. mantakin mo yan.) nakakamiss. kahit wala pa ngang inom, kahit pancit canton lang at kape na 3in1 ang katapat ng lahat, sabog pa rin ang jamming pag busog eh. solb. hahaha.

oh to go back to those lazy saturdays. na hindi spent at work. hahaha.


spent most of this non-Readalong saturday in Salcedo market with chief :) sana laging magising nang maaga pag sabado para solb ang brunch :) walked around makati in my worn rubber shoes, ate bopis and raspberry tea (!!!masarap). sayang di pa rin ayos ang camera ko :(

earlier this week, i discovered i could draw. (/end epiphany)

last night, chief made this fantastic bubble toy.

large PLASTIC mouthwash bottle (e.g. listerine), bottom removed
rubber band
dishwashing soap

carefully remove bottom of plastic mouthwash bottle with knife. with rubber band, cover hole with cloth. dip cloth in dishwashing soap mixed with a little water. blow hard at the other opening. watch the suds grow and enjoy.

works best when your parents are not around.

note to self:
try next time with bubble bath. hihi.

beware: awesomeness abound

August 23rd, 2008

so my sister’s undergraduate seminar yesterday was awesome. as in, brain-numbing awesome. or, total-nosebleeder-awesome. or, alternatively, jaws open half the time / couldn’t understand a thing but ohwow my sister knows A LOT-awesome.

in a nutshell: zebrafish are awesome. as in wow they’re transparent awesome. that’s about everything i understood really, because she lost me around there.

seriously, it turns out that zebrafish are indeed pure awesome because they regenerate damaged parts of their bodies, including their hearts. interesting. scientists found this out by amputating a small portion of zebrafish hearts and observing that instead of scarring, they mended themselves with fresh functional heart tissue. WHICH IS AWESOME. because hey, the potential uses in emo literature, but isn’t it just awesome?


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kahit saang simbahan

August 20th, 2008

photo courtesy of

… someday. <3

an attachment to gadgets

August 19th, 2008

my cell phone broke down last night for the second time.

last year, it was a black screen. last night, it started restarting itself and then this morning it just somewhat died on me. =(

so i spent most of this morning waiting in line at the nokia care center in glorietta, lifeless n6288 in hand. i’ve had it for more or less a year. i’d never dropped it, never gotten it wet; it even had a screen protector. it had bubble bash and the mobile version of guitar hero (cries) that we had just finished last night before going to bed. oh had i known it would be our last time together (a tear fell.) it allowed me to check my mail, a few blogs, whenever there was signal. it took great pictures, plus it sent stuff from my phone to flickr directly. (cries some more)

even with a service phone (i bought a nokia 2626 for less than 3k) i feel still somewhat incomplete. for someone who names her gadgets, this is really a heartbreak.

what’s even more heartbreaking is the fact that they have to delete all of its contents to get it back up and running again (wails). remember the last time i had to part with a phone, i had to delete some 1,+++ messages? at least i pushed the delete all button. this time i won’t be able to do it myself. =( call me sentimental but this phone was my ligaw phone (hah if we could call something such). the jokes folder may not be as sizeable as before, but… you know how it is.



life recordings

August 15th, 2008

i’m thinking of taking down the old blogspot haunt one of these days, if only to put it up again in a much simpler, more coherent mega-site of sorts. blame it on and the simplicity that i’m in love with. i’m itching to resume my hot passionate underwear-scorching affair with html. yun lang, for sentimentality’s sake, i’m torn between just keeping it the way it is (design and spacing and all) and overhauling it almost entirely (keeping only the text, a few pictures). decisions, decisions. how do we let go of blogs? (thoughts?)

anyway, next Friday (Aug. 22, incidentally also our 11th monthsary <3) my sister would be holding her undergraduate seminar. i’m taking a day off from work to attend it, at the risk of perhaps not understanding a thing. she needs me there. so, anybody else interested in talking about fixing broken hearts? yun lang, she’ll talk about it in zebrafish. don’t ask me why. and don’t ask me why i’m actually excited. i think it could be for the sole realization that my sister has indeed come a looooong way.

on writing*

August 14th, 2008

*with apologies to Stephen King. this is about your book anyway. 

I’ve never picked up a book by Stephen King – mainly because I was afraid to be afraid, to be haunted. But last night, I did pick up one of his books, and it couldn’t have come at a better time – it was his writing memoir, On Writing.

And so, Mr King says to me:

“You approach the act of writing with nervousness, excitement, hopefulness or even despair – the sense that you can never completely put on the page what’s in your mind and heart. You can come to the act with your fists clenched and your eyes narrowed, ready to kick ass and take down names. You can come to it because you want a girl to marry you or because you want to change the world. Come to it any way but lightly. Let me say it again: You must not come lightly to the blank page.

“I’m not asking you to come reverently or unquestioningly; I’m not asking you to be politically correct or cast aside your sense of humor (please God you have one). This isn’t a popularity contest, it’s not the moral Olympics, and it’s not church. But it’s writing, damn it, not washing the car, or putting on eyeliner. If you can take it seriously, we can do business. If you can’t or won’t, it’s time for you to close the book and do something else.”  (pages 92-93)

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