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so i won't forget

William Shatner

While on my  writig hiatus/ vacation from real life, i was in cavite, gaining weight and rotting brains with television and sudoku.

I've done 36 puzzles (skipped five of those when I realized that I ade a mistake and had to start over).

I finally watched a movie, no make that three movies, after such a long time of skimping my student allowance, which, by the way, I am no longer entitled to since I am not an undergraduate student anymore.

Our DVD player bit the dust last year after indulging myself with one and a half series of Heroes. I like Masi Oka. I am the ultimate geek in my family, well, maybe not ultimate. I do admit to being a geek.

So while lounging around the small but comfortable grandma's home, feeling incessantly guilty and losing as much self-esteem as fast as Heidi Montague decides to have plastic surgery or as fast as Joe Jonas changing girlfriends, I sat down to watch a movie with my family on my tita's big screen television and very workable DVD player.

I watched Star Trek alone. We all watched Julia and Julie and Sweeny Todd: Demon Barber from Hell.

Imagine the gore as we ate cooked instant panit canton and pandesal while we watched Sweeny Todd.

Julie and Julia made my blog look like a frivolous activity since it doesn't have a goal other than publish my rants. Oh well, I'm happy.

I like Star Trek most of all. I watched the series, of course. I'm not some noob, trying to pass on as a Star Trek fan and an ultimately hot geek just because 2009 Spock is very hot and very irrisistable.

Hey, Captain Kirk (or was it Kurt, alright, I admit that I'm not a die-hard fan. I just like the story. plus 70's Captain Kirk/Kurt is hot. I wish somebody should correct me on some of my misgivings about Star Trek. For now, I'll use Kirk).

70's Captain Kirk was played by William Shatner. I knew that William shatner was a big name in the 70's.

I saw his name on the credits of Boston Legal and nonchalantly brushed it off as his comeback to Hollywood.

It wasn't until Bjorn told me that 70's Captain Kirk is the same William Shatner that made me freak.

I repeat, 70's Captain Kirk is bsolutely the BOMB.

Why is 2009 William Shatner so cute and plump and sexist?

Err. What happened?

Of course, he aged. Star Trek was 30 years ago.

Anyway, I still like both series.

And yes, this blog post is me freaking out over the realization that Captain Kirk and the Boston Legal guy (I never bothered to know their Lawyer names) are both played by William Shatner.

William Shatner

William Shatner

William Shatner

William Shatner

William Shatner

William Shatner

What the crap? 

Oh well, Space: The Last Frontier.

or was it the final frontier?

Will blog for $5

I watched an episode of attack of the show twice yesterday. I don't understand why I did. Maybe that's all I do now. watch television. get worked up for not doing anyting at all. eat the feeling off then sleep. crap. "buhay-baboy" ika nga.

crap.

I watched. I got learned. Get $5 for doing random things. chekc out the site


www.fiverr.com.

Some are cool others are just silly.

Not in the mood.

three days without writing...

too preoccupied to write...

maybe depressed...

i've been losing weight lately...

crap, i actually thought i gained weight...

anyway, i'm not in the mood...

i've been double thinking myself ...

crap

"Masakit bagsakan ng cap" Monica Palad

Oo tapos na. Grumaduate na ako. Umakyat nasa stage, binalik na ang toga, kinain na ang handa.

Matapos nang matagal na pag-antay at mahabang paghihirap, nilipat na ang tassle ng aming mga cap.

At oo, nakuha ko sa facebook status message ni Monica ang title ng blog na ito. Pasensya na kung naging assuming ako, Monica. Nagustuhan ko status mo eh. Mamaya ilalike ko pagkatapos ng blog na ito.

Wala pang diploma. Sana ibigay na nila dahil yun naman talaga ang pinaghirapan nating makuha.

Akalain ninyo, isang pirasong papel lamang ang halaga ng apat na taong kunsumi, tuwa, at paghihirap. Isang pirasong papel lamang ang halaga ng nilagi natin sa Santo Tomas. Isang pirasong papel ang halaga ng mga alaalang kahit kailan di mabubura sa ating isipan bago tayo magka-alzheimers. (di ko sure spelling, patawarin ninyo ako at icorrect niyo na rin).

Sana malaki at magand yung papel. Maganda rin sana kung nakaframe na pagkabigay.

Nang matapos ang "solemn investiture" namin, nariyan ang pagbato ng cap. Nahiya akong ibato dahil baka may matamaan ako o baka hindi ko na mahanap muli ang cap tulad ng nangyari kay Esther. Nakita niya ata.

Last kickback ko na yung P200 na ibibigay pagkabalik.

Pero binato ko pa rin. Mababa lang para siguradong mahuli ko.

Nang ibato ko, pinalangin ko na sana di na siya mahulog ulit. Di bale na yung P200 basta mamalagi nang matagal ang pakiramdam ng pagiging estudyante. Masarap kasi. Maluwag sa kalooban. Bata pa rin ako hanggang sa mahulog muli ang sumbrerong iyon.

Pero nariyan ang gravity. Di totoo ang kantang "Defying Gravity" na kinanta sa Glee last week. (Galing pala sa play na "Wicked" ang kantang iyon. Maganda yung kwento, tunkol sa wicked witch of the west ng Wizard of Oz).

Dahil nga may gravity, bumalik ang cap sa mga kamay ko. Bumalik ag katotoohanang tapos na ang kabataan ko.

Doon ko naisip na "Masakit pala bagsakan ng cap."

(Thank you, Monica, sa idea. Ito ang iniisip ko hanggang ngayon. Di ko lang alam kung paano sasabihin.)

Shoes

I love shoes. 

Sandals. Boots. Stilletos. Bakya.

I only actually own three pairs. I don't even own a pair of rubber shoes. I borrow black school shoes from my sister. I borrow close toe flats from my mother.

I own two pairs of sandals. I bought them for two-for-P180. Did I mention that I am a tightwad?

I bought my third pair just three days ago. (Actually, my parents bought it for me.)

Stilleto sandals. Black straps. I like it. It makes my legs look sexier than they really are.

I am going to use that pair for graduation.

Unlike most stilletos or heeled shoes that I've tried in the past. This particular pair of stilletos are very comfortable. I walk for an hour a day wearing it to make sure that I won't embarrass myself on graduation day.

I love beautiful shoes. They make our feet look prettier and cleaner than they actually are. Feet looks really weird. It's also prone to uncleanliness because it's usually closest to the floor.

My dilemma with shoes are that most of them are really not that comfortable. I noticed that everytime I wear a new pair of shoes, my feet suffers while my legs look sexier.

I have a thing for beautiful legs.

Pain=Price of beauty?

Why do we go to extreme ends to look beautiful. Our feet were actually made like this for a reason. We deform our feets with these torture devices.

Maybe I'm being paranoid, but I think my pinky toes are facing the wrong direction. The nails are suppose to face upwards, right? My pinky toes' nails are facing the outside of the feet. ewww...I have deformed feet.

When I was going to a job interview, I borrowed my mom's wedge-heeled shoes. At first, I didn't care about the pain but the longer I wore them, the more painful they become.

When I took off my shoes after the interview, my feet were covered with blisters (pinky toes, big toes, heels, etc.) I was glad I had the forethought to bring a pair of sandals.

I remember our literature teacher. He told us that heeled shoes started in France so that the men would look taller than the women. Taller meant superiority over the women. I'm actually not sure about this. He was our teacher in freshman year (2006).

I wonder what happened. Why did the tables turn? Why are women the ones wearing heeled shoes now?

Is it because women are now more superior than men? Maybe women are naturally shorter than men and wearing heels helped them become the same height as the men. Does wearing heeled shoes mean that women are actually exerting their rights as equals of men?

If that is so, I should buy more heels.

POEM: Pintada

She treks unchartered
territories
For the thrill
of first blood,
Slipping slowly
from the corner of her lip

She licks it
and uses it
for lipstick

Other times
She explores
conquered lands

And loots the gold
to buy fricolities
to drape on her body

Once she's chosen
She reels in her prey
with bliss
shrouded in roses
peonies and vanillas

She'll render you
helpless
with knowledgeable
chatter.


She'll trap you
with sinigang
caldereta, adobo
and mechado

She'll pounce on you
when you're asleep
and hungrily
claw on your skin
until nothing but
remnants of flesh
are left

The trouble is
you will
willingly
choose to stay
with the pintada,
foolishly believing
that
there
never
was
a war.