Thursday, April 17, 2008

i like being lost. i like kicking balls too.
Listening to:
MouthWash - KateNash
Can We Still Be Friends? - Mandy Moore
Why Can't I? - Liz Phair
Bakit Ang Pangit Ng Mga Title Ng Kantang To? - Vicky
Bullet With Butterfly Wings - Smashing Pumpkins
(I love their old songs. :D And their vocalist really does look like the Gerard Way dude from MCR. I just saw the video. They even QUITE sound the same, the voice ha. But there's no contest on whose dark songs are better. :)) )
The Remedy - Jason Mraz
Vicky loves Jason Mraz.
Straight Lines - Silverchair
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Okay, medyo negative yung last post ko. But whatever. It's called freedom of speech. Bato-bato sa langit, tamaan wag magalit.

Throw rocks at the heavens, who's hit don't be anger.

AHAHAHAHAHAH Whatebs.

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I'm going to talk about yesterday. It's sad that I don't have pictures to accompany my kwentos, but wtheck right.

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I played football last night at the Tahanan football field. Football Fanatics, the program's called. And HELL, little did I know that I would be playing with kids. Kids, man. Kids younger than my younger sister.

But you know what? IT'S FUN.

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Let's start from the tragicnosity of my travels to Lia's home.

Everyone knows it's been raining these past few days. But yesterday was an extraordinarily sunny day.

Extraordinarily sunny, atleast until my trike arrived at the waiting station in Toyota.

Yes, I'm not EVEN exaggerating an inch. So I was waiting for quite a while in Toyota for my trike. Many ones arrive, but sadly, not many enough to actually reach me. So I wait. A few empty ones arrive, but they take a U-Turn. I wait... and wait. And then when I finally see one approaching me...then it starts to pour. The rain, not the tricycles. So I, being a really sunny person, (excuse me, but THE FCKNG DRILL IS EXHAUSTING MY EARS.) I just enjoyed the ride. Atleast malamig, and the rain isn't so bad. In fact, I like how it feels when it hits my skin while the tricycle breezes on.

And then, because I'm really a very LUCKY girl, the rain suddenly became heavier. But you know, I really enjoyed it. I could name a dozen people who would cringe and who would hate what happened to me, in any case that they were in the same situation as I, but I enjoyed it. It was raining, and I didn't mind getting wet (I was wearing a dri-fit shirt anyway.) and it was a good and different feeling. The trike driver even stopped at a small place to wait the rain out, because it was raining so hard. But I'm good, and I'm cool, and I was born chill, so there.

Okay so the rain stops for a while, and lo and behold, here comes the sun! Not even exaggerating (not a huge fan of exaggerating things). The rain stops and the sun suddenly says hi.

Dammit. From lamig, to init kagad. So we reach their street. The stubborn driver didn't even try to reach the end of the street! He assumed na wala kagad yung #14 dun sa part ng road. But of course, I trusted the driver anyway, so I allowed him to drive on. What could I do anyway?

So drive, drive the driver does.

We finally reach the other part of Lia's street. He stops at a blue-gated house who has number 14 nga naman. Okay. No one comes out.

Vicky: I'm in front of your house na.
Lia: San ka?
Vicky: Anong color ng
gate niyo?
Lia: white. You're not here!
Vicky: Sigurado ka bang kanan na
*insert Lia's street*
Lia: Kanan dapat! Sa may clubhouse nga diba?

Okay, it's well-established that I was lost since Lia declared that her house's gate is white.

But Vicky being Vicky, I didn't panic. Why the hell would I?

So I pace up and down the street, looking for another house with a #14 with it. Buying time for Lia to reply, contemplating on what to do.

But I did it all holding my pretty pink umbrella up with a smile on my face.

I just realized that I like being lost. I'm such a chill person, I'd probably find a way to go home if I lost my mum in MOA. I like discovering things for myself. Myself alone. Although it's always nice and much more funnier to be lost with someone else... I just enjoy the company of myself a lot these days. So there, I like being lost.

Pacing up and down the length of the street, a kind lady comes out of one house and asks...

Lady: "Hija, saan ka?"
Vicky: #14 *insert Billie's street* daw po?
Lady:
"Ayy Hija, sa kabilang part yun. Doon oh. *points to a gate dividing the two
streets* sa likod nung malaking kotse"
Vicky: Paano po pumunta dun?
Lady: Iikot ka pa, hija.
Vicky: Saan po?
Lady: Doon sa may tapat ng
clubhouse.

And then I remember the street that we first passed by kanina.

Vicky: Thank you po! :)

And then it started to rain again.

Walk. Walk. Walk.

After a matter of minutes, the sun comes up.

I all do this, once again, with my trusty umbrella and a smile plastered on my face.

Because that's how I felt. I felt...like smiling. It's a different feeling. I do like getting lost. :)) That's saying something. Getting lost in BF is no joke. :))

So I FINALLY reach Lia's place, all sweaty and all...

...But I never counted myself as an unlucky girl, even after all that happened. :)

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And then there were the "characters".
In case you're wondering, I'm playing football/soccer.

I rode Lia's car with her parents up to Tahanan Village's park. When Lia said that she was playing with kids, I thought that:

a) there were a few people our age as well.
b) kids, being Chiara's age.


Well, I was almost right on both assumptions. We have a Korean "classmate" who's 17 years old, who doesn't talk, and who looks like a kid. He doesn't look like 17, that's what I'm saying. So there WAS a PERSON our age.

And the kids, oh the kids. The kids are grouped by age. And holy hell. The kids I played with are probably 8-11 years old.

Kids.

And the only people who look are age are I, Billie and her teammate, Chiaki.

It sounds weird when I say it, but I almost actually didn't notice that I was playing with kids. There were 11 boys and 6 girls. The 3 being us, the giants, and the other 3 being Carla, Bianca and the other one whose name I didn't hear.

But here's the catch.

Kahit wala kaming ka-age, kahit walang gwapo na ka-age namin (wala, kahit dun sa mga naglalaro sa court. But I didn't look, I'm on boy withdrawal.)...

Gwapo nga yung coach namin. :-))

My neighbor MuyMuy's boyfriend Jet has told me about him prior to my training. Gwapo nga daw. Kahit siya, na conceited na Arabo (I say this with much affection) sinasabi na gwapo si Coach AVERY.

Heehee Nice name. Avery. Sosy pakinggan.

So Coach Avery. Coach Avery isn't my type, since he doesn't sport the tall and big look, but he is, I would bet, generally considered as gwapo. He speaks really good English (plus points. :) ) And he's nice and good with kids.

But you don't want to hear that. You want to hear what type of gwapo he is.

Think Rico Yan, but semi square-jawed, and a bit darker, with longer hair. For short: chinito with darkish skin. Which is okay with me, because I don't usually like fair guys (with the exception of THIS guy, who radiates because he is so white. i'm talking about my grade 4 crush. the SOURCE OF LIGHT.) He is quite skinny, but muscular.

Like I said, not my type of body type. :))

But he's nice, and he's kind and....

He said we were good defenders!!! And he was looking at me when he said that!!! HAHA.

Inunahan na ako ni Lia sakanya. But still. Atleast may eye candy sa field. I mean come on. I can't ogle the kids, that would be child abuse.

Also, he didn't seem to pick on us because we were the older kids.

And he knows my name! HAHAHA.

And he's pretty cool. He taught us how to do the scissors(!!!) and some other techniques that I FORGOT.

Pretty basic stuff, but I do like sweating, especially when I'm having fun while sweating.

And the kids. The kids are AMAZING players!

Especially Bianca. Bianca the girl who helps coach a lot. Bianca who scored 3 goals for us!!! But I like all the kids. They're such...kids! They tease and taunt and flaunt.

I don't know all the boys yet. They're 11, and they all look alike to me. But I'd bet they'd be gwapo, conyo boys when they grow up. HAHA.

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And then there was scrimmage.

Scrimmage is when we "play". We were divided into two teams, and then we play against each other.

Coach grouped me with the "vests" team. Vests being the Yellow Victory Liner vests. I remember one kid saying...

"Oh maaan! Not the Victory Liner!!!"

Hahah nakakatuwa.

I didn't mind being separated from Lia and Chiaki because... a) I was with kids anyway, no one would yell at me for sucking. b) I'm used to being alone anyways.

So coach distributed the vests to kids...I don't know what method he used. But I was hoping he would distribute to either Lia and Chiaki. But no. So there.

First, coach asked who wanted to be a defender.

Being a true-blue defender, I wanted to be a defender. And no one among the kids wanted to be a defender. So I raised my hand anyway. It's better than being a goalie.

But tomorrow, I'll definitely try to be a striker. Woo.

But hey, I think if I were to play in the field, I was born to be a defender. Hehehe.

The thing is, sometimes though, I forget what to do. I space out in the field. Like if there's a striker coming in with the ball, I don't know what to do. Do I make agaw? Do I kick the ball out of his feet?

One thing I do know though. I have a thing for injuring people.

Last summer, I injured both shins of one teammate of mine overnight. One shin each day. This summer, I injured Lia's toe.

Kawawa yung mga bata pag ako kalaban. I'm guessing it's better that I'm a defender.

Haaay. Training bukas. Orange day tomorrow! We have two uniforms kasi, and the kids wear Gray on Wednesdays and Orange on Fridays. I'll see Billie and the rest of the kids and our cute coach nanaman.

Haaaay. Long posts strain my brain.

Peace y'all.

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social objections.
Listening to:
The NOISE made by the DRILL. The F-in DRILL. Dammit. They're starting on the construction. Basic stuff palang naman, and lolo says we don't have to move out, so yey for that. It's just hard to have...ehrm...so much men in the house, when you're used to an all-girl household. I swear to the heavens above, Champ our dog is the only one gifted with the Y chromosome. I'm having doubts on Mikee the dog's sexuality. I think he's gay. Or maybe he's just a sweetie. But still. Mikee the dog is also Mikee the fat one. Mikee is huge. My Vanilla, on the other hand, is considerably sexy. Buti pa aso ko. :-)) And have I told you about our beautiful Labrador, Macy? I like her. She reminds me of myself. In fact, I've been told that if I were a dog, I'd be a Labrador. A brown one. Just like Macy.

Oh what the heck, might as well listen to my iPod.

Really Listening to:
Merry Happy - Kate Nash
When Did Your Heart Go Missing - Rooney
Daisy Duke - Rooney
If It Were Up To Me - Rooney
YEY ROONEY!
All Star - Smashmouth (YEHES NOW.)
I Am the Walrus - Bono and the Secret Machines
THIS IS A GOOD COVER! :) I want to watch U23D. Whowantstowatchwithme? Because I'm pretty sure my mum would think it's noise.
Always Love - Nada Surf
Californication - Red Hot Chili Peppers

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READ BEFORE PROCEEDING:

I'm a pretty critical person. But the nice thing about that is that regardless of what I judge on first (and most often last) sight, I don't take it against them. For example, when I see an old man wearing really high socks with red low-cut Chucks and then puruntong shorts, I just...see it. Most definitely not a sight for sore eyes, but it doesn't mean that I'm not willing to be friends with him, or atleast have a conversation with him. I don't take it against his personality or whatever. Because behind the red low-cut Chucks and high socks, I know there exists an exemplary lolo to his grandkids.

Don't ask why I know. I just do, okay?

But there are of course, exceptions that make the rule.

So Social Objections.

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The following are Vicky's Social Objections. If you actually do these, well then that's your problem. Not mine. You can't please everyone, and most especially not me. But of course, exceptions almost always make the rule a rule, so there.

1. RAISED COLLARS on Polos.
Very VERY common for South people (South people being the people from Paranaque, Las Pinas and Muntinlupa). You know how this works? Your shirt's collar is raised. You get what I mean? If you don't, then skip to number 2. I won't waste time describing it, for you might be very dim. Basta it's when you put your collar up instead of down. I find it really daft and naff, actually. For short: It's NOT cool.

Exceptions:


2. SHADES AT NIGHT/IN THE MALL
Shades are used to shield your eyes from the sun. And I'm a very practical person. So add it all up. The sum? I dislike it when you wear shades when you don't particularly need to. It's not cool. So unless you're trying to hide a cockroach bite in your eye, or you're actually blind (like those men at the Rondalla ensemble on Duty Free) don't wear shades inside the mall. Or at night. OR, my dear friends, at the dark PARKING LOT. (Yes, there was a lady driver who was attempting to park with her shades on. Result? Nabunggo niya yung bulok na van sa harap niya. TWICE.)

Exceptions: Sunny malls. For example: Eastwood before sunset, Serendra before sunset, or the Corte de las Palmas area of ATC. But once you're IN the mall na talaga, please take it off. Or some people are actually cool-looking enough to pull this look off. Congratulations, if you are one of them.

3. Guy + Eyeliner = GUYLINER
I like this word. I learned it from Angeli last night. Guy liner is...well, DO THE MATH. No decent man should wear eyeliner. I think it sucks. Inggit lang kayo sa mga lalaki na mukhang may eyeliner pero wala. Those are the men that you should fall in love with. Doe-eyes. Haaaaayyyyyyy .

Exceptions: NOBODY. Not even Pete Wentz. Does he really have a line of eyeliners?

4. LEATHER PANTS.
Leather jackets, okay. The Ramones donned them(crush ko nga pala si DeeDee Ramone nung bata pa siya.Kilig.), and so did James Dean. Bad-ass look kagad. Leather couches, why not? Leather wallet, leather briefcase, leather shoes, bring em on. Leather underwear? Why not. Just don't let anyone see them. But one thing where leather doesn't work is...well pants. It looks naff and daft. Nobody should let anyone out on leather pants, not even AI's skweeshee cutie David Archuleta.

Exceptions: Motorcycle guys, only because they'll beat you up if you laugh at them leather pants. But their asses really might stink a lot. Sweaty ass + leather? Uh-oh.

5. TIGHT SHIRTS.
I don't know any dude who looks respectable in a tight shirt. Even the Fitness First Guy doesn't look good in it. In fact, he looks gay in it. If you want to show off your biceps, triceps, whatever don a wife-beater or something. Please. Anything but a shirt that's smaller than your supposed-to-be-size. You know a good alternative? White undershirts. :)) Even my dad looks a wee better in them.

Exceptions: Cristiano Ronaldo. HAHAHAHAH. He's no ordinary dude.

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Yun lang. In fact, based on a small survey, a lot of people do find these things objectionable. Simply because well, they're not practical. Eyeliners on guys, shades when you don't really need them? Others are really just plain naff. The leather pants. Ohhh the leather pants.

But when these things DO apply to you, don't take it against me that you look stupid. BUT some people appear too cool to actually make me cringe (in fact, I salute them for being brave. They make the social objection look good.), so yeah. When you do uhm...apply these things to yourself, make sure that you atleast could CARRY the look. Anything looks good with confidence. Pero jologs lang kasi talaga tignan sa ibang tao.

Peace, y'all.

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Monday, April 14, 2008

Watching?
Grey's Anatomy, Season 3 on DVD.

You have no idea how much we buggered the other people on the queue in MusicOne when we say the GA Season 3 DVD on display. I think they were mildly amused, though.

Summer loot to be posted sometime later.

OH.

Now I'm watching.
She's All That
Starring Freddie Prinze Jr. and Rachel Leigh Cook

* * *

Hokey kokey.

I am now, once again, at my neighbor's place, buggering the hell out of her laptop. Exaggerating, of course. Sometimes, I just get off so much on the 'net, I forget what's going on with the world.

Or in this case, with the Grey's Anatomy episode that I'm watching.

I'm not really addicted, it's really just a lot of fun to watch it. Sometimes, I watch it too much I don't realize it's 3 in the morning na pala.

So much for being a morning person.

It's one of my goals, to become a morning person. Things are much easier when you're a morning person. You always wake up on the bright side of the bed, you do more things, mas maganda lang talaga ang gising pag maaga. Parang...wala. Ang fresh ng feeling. And yes, you really do get to do more things.

And I really need more time to do things.

I have to become a morning person before I start doing all my lessons and stuff.

* * *

teehee, I liked what i did with Angel's pictures.

clik here

Fortunately, some people like what i did too.

Tell me if you like it, ha. It makes my day eh. :-)

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I had my first fine-dining experience last night.

I had it at Le Souflle at the Fort.

Shit man, food IS GOOD. Hahaha. I just had no idea what to order because everything was REALLY expensive, and it's not like we can't pay for it, it's just that nakakahiya lang.

'Cause my uncle (the RockStar uncle) is paying for dinner, not my mum.

Pero it's a good thing I'm pretty used to using the fork and knife ensemble instead of the fork and spoon ensemble.

It was fun, the attending dude (it's awkward to call people waiter and waitress, besides i don't think the people at posh restos really qualify as waiter or waitress. or whatever.) is REALLY REALLY nice. He was fun, and smiley and really accommodating. He wasn't snotty, or snobbish, even. All the attending people were like that, actually. Hehe.

And there were a few people.

And the place was nice. There were really GREAT paintings around the place. And they were for sale. And I wanted to buy one. Most stuff were Japanese-themed.

Too bad I had no pictures. Parang ang rude to take pictures eh.

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WHAT KIND OF WEATHER ARE WE HAVING?

OH GOD!!!!

IT'S RAINING ON SUMMER?

Buti nalang wala akong activities ngayon.

Pero in the following weeks, I'll be commuting and staying out a lot.

Pero the rain is fine, I guess. At least hindi mainit, and at least i decided to stay home again.

But the rain stinx.

PFFT.

Stinx. :)

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I'll be posting lots of pictures in the future. My camera and summer loot and stuff.

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