Harry Potter is my Transformers

I have always liked the phrase "nothing short of amazing" - the first time i heard someone use it I knew it was going to be one of my favorite lines. I don't know, maybe because i'm the kind of person who tends to remember quotes/movie lines/lyrics however silly or seemingly ordinary they are. To be honest, i didn't know exactly what that phrase meant before, but when i finally did i found out that it was hard to mean. To describe something as nothing short of amazing in my blog or in real life is almost remotely impossible until 4 hours ago when I saw..

but don't take my post  for it, go, watch.

Spoilers Alert: Don't click on more if you hate spoilers as much as  i do.

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November 18 came early

17" flat screen monitor, a dvd writer, a pair of speakers, black keyboard, very slick pc table and an additional 80GB hard disk - - - all these so i'd entirely give up my 5 year CRT HP desktop to mama.

Now this will most likely be my favorite part of the house *_*

Thanks Ma, you're simply the greatest

i’m in love <3

  
 
I love love love prison break! and it's not just because the lead is an eye candy (heheh!) but also because of the twists and turns of the story. The pace is so fast it's heart stopping head pounding. My cousin, sister and I were up until 4am watching the show.  There's no yawning with a protagonist like Michael Scofield. <3 <3 <3

Images courtesy of http://wentworth-miller.net and http://wentworthmilleronline.com. 

chronological nothing

Am Idol Finale. 2 hour sleep. Dress Rehearsal. NAIA. PAL. Funny gag show. Nutrilicious. Clouds. Heavy Bags. Ferryboat. Tricycle. La Isla Bonita. Eat all you can Lunch na hindi sulit. Stroll beach. Window shop. Banana Spit. Text Brigade. Swimming. Dinner with Gaas. Club Parao. Maniac. Heller Miss. Disgusting.  Acoustic. Cheese Sticks. Emo. You're still the one. Island Hopping. Caves. Snorkeling. Pucca beach. Jelly Tongue. Makeout jokes. Unlikely formation of birds (pretty/creepy). Shells. Yummy Lunch. Speedboat fun ride. Parasailing. Scream Scream. Scream. Boat. Free ride sa Jetski sila anne. Henna. Bamboo Lounge. Cute waiter. Chinese food pigout by the shore. Lightning Show. Pier One. Instinctive Punch. Lights Out. Long Sleep. Forced Sailing. Sea Salt Splash. Sunburn. Leftover for Lunch. Shopping. Splurge. Shopping. Waiting for Sunset. White Sand. Tender Juicy. Braid. Thief. Adventure. PBA. Eat all you Can Seafood. Spectacular Moonlight. Unplanned Night Swimming. Stars. Seaweeds. Sand. Bag Pack. 2 hour sleep. Thank you Note. 6AM. Tricycle. Ferryboat. Van. Cebu Pacific. MIA. NAIA. Sick Anne. Home. Absent. Pasalubong. Sleep.

Whew. That was one gibberish paragraph uh blockquote. Now i like using that word — 'gibberish' coz it sounds so intellectual you'd think I know a lot of words (even if I really don't hehe heh!).  I wrote this junk as soon as I can when I got back but didn't post it at once because I kept remembering things. So I waited until I have no more to add.  

Actually the string of phrases posted above would only be meaningful to karen, anne and me and I guess partly to our SGV acquaintances who happened to have had shared those chronological (yep how nerdy) nothings that took place at our beach getaway late last May.  For others, it will just be a sea of words - like lorem ipsum with periods abused - but that is okay because the reason I have this post is not to inform nor to entertain nor to sell .

I have this post so I won't forget one silly bit.

Except for the fact that we could have died in our parasailing dare, nothing really grand happened. Nothing life changing. Nothing very intriguing. Generally, our vacation was so ordinary, it can't be a movie. But that's okay because I am not a movie star anyway (i just look like one…hehe heh! like a villain `_' !) . Seriously, ordinary is okay because on the surface life is mostly about the mundane, about experiencing those things that happen everyday - that happen to everyone else - and then finding special meaning, a meaning only you fully know of,  that at the end of the day what was ordinary as a whole has become in parts spectacular. 

the world spins madly on

You know how when you like a song so much you feel like it was written for you? that somehow, somewhere a songwriter knows exactly what you're going through? Pretty stupid but that is how i feel towards this song particularly whenever I wake up to an empty afternoon.

The whole world is moving and i'm standing still.
It's queer how a single line sums up everything.

a website out of the ordinary

This reminded me to think out of the box. 
http://www.noonebelongsheremorethanyou.com

p.s.  thanks lucy for letting me know about this cool site.

today according to my horoscope

Scorpio (10/23-11/21)

Sometimes uncertainty can be exciting and not so scary. Take a few risks today.

…it made me wonder about the things i could do today. Maybe i'd go try bungee jump later. or go gambling at the local casino. or date a stranger. or take my dad's car for a fast, furious drive (without him knowing of course). or commute to Baguio and back with friends. or ride a horse. or paint a mural. or swim nude. or exchange places with my twin for three days. or eat all types of sushi.

nah… I think trying out mcdo's yellowgreen honey mustard nugget sauce is the riskiest thing i can do today. *hehehe* Some other scorpio can take those life-size risks, but not me, at least not today.

i'll scare myself one day, and it will be the good type of scare. yes, i will. and i should. can hardly wait.

An interesting take on the Web

Hmm.. I should let my future students watch this

The 25 Funniest Analogies

I came across this blog which has a very amusing post - a collection of 25 funniest analogies used by students in their high school essays. If I could break into audible laughter I would, but I'm at the office so a silent 'choke back laugh' is more apt . This is a fun read Courtesy of http://writingenglish.wordpress.com.

1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a ThighMaster.

2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.

4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.

5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.

6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.

8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife’s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.

9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t.

10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.

11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.

12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.

13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.

14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.

15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.

16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.

17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.

18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long it had rusted shut.

19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.

20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.

21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.

22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.

23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.

25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

 

The bad, the bad, and the bad

Everyone is entitled to have a bad side. After all, there's no other way to be human but to be imperfect. Flaws, mistakes, misjudgment, inaccuracies, sins, misses - - - however it is worded, the concept is one and the same - it can't be possible to be right or good or understanding or perfect all the time.

So even if somebody seems kind, cheerful, approachable, even if she speaks softly, or has a tagalog surname that means something virtuous, she should not be thought of as 24/7 kind, good and all other positive adjective you can think of.

I am easily mistaken (or at times expected) to be 24/7 kind, good and all other positive adjective one can think of. My twin is too, i don't know, must be brought upon by our seemingly quiet demeanor. I guess people quickly dismiss silence as submissiveness/inability to hurt or bitch out. But I can be a bitch sometimes. I curse. I curse even if there's no need to. Sometimes I wish people ill. I get annoyed by other people's pretentiousness as if I am sure they are just pretending. I give uncalled for remarks. I lie. I break laws and could get away with it. I  get angry for pathetic reasons. I talk back to my mom sometimes. There were incidents that I engage/initiate word war with my sister and I always win because I have the meaner comebacks. I break hearts and there are times that it doesn't affect me. I make PMS an excuse when I am being overly sensitive. I kick our dog. I have a temper. I loose my patience when kids are being smart alecks. I don't feel like sharing sometimes. I pretend.

Back in highschool, my barkada and I committed this offense that we had to be summoned to the disciplinarian's office. All of my friends were scolded. and Only I was the one who was spoken to softly. The teacher said she was surprised to know that I was involved in that silly high school offense (okay we crawled/raced under the IMC chairs during film showing and we supposedly damaged school property). I still remember the disappointment in her eyes and how embarassed I was when she told me that that was not nearly expected of me. I was thinking why not? But of course I just looked down and didn't say anything. A nun in our high school approached Anne and I once, asking us if we are interested to someday join the convent. It was laughable because we know for ourselves that we'll never be qualified.  We stifled that laugh.

I have a feeling that most people will be surprised by this post, but I don't really care. Now don't think that I'm proud of these things that I've done, because I am not and can never be. I just don't care sharing that, just like any other person, I can be bad and beyond sometimes.

I have that side. An ugly side. A not so good side, an unlikeable side, a hate-worthy side - - - however it is worded, people should stop being surprised when sometimes that side of me shows up.