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I guess back in '92 people saw this kid from a random Pop-Tart commercial and thought "hey, he could be a hot tamale one day."

....and now, approximately 2 decades later, DAAANG, THEY WERE RIGHT.

Allow me three reasons to prove it:


First of all, he's a GEEK who cleans up nice. 

(I had 500 Days of Summer stuck in my head for months, just because he made such a perfect Tom.)

Second, I'm amazed at how much talent he has and how well he can actually pull off an underdog role and still be charming--looking nifty smart about it too. 

And THIRD:  lookie, he can sing too! Any silly girl (i.e. me) would swoon over a guy who can sing well with a guitar in hand. And hey, props to him for giving justice to Kurt Cobain when he sang Lithium live.

Now I know, it's actually the end of January, but I'd pick any random date and call it New Year's Eve if by some weird dream he ends up on my doorstep singing this. Ha-ha :)

Oh, JGL, your TALENT is amazing, and you are THE DREAM. :)

I Was a Little Kid with Big Dreams Too. :)

When I was a young girl, I was raised to befriend classical music appreciation through playing the piano. Granted, there were more times I wish to have played pop songs and the more proverbial piano pieces that were obviously fabricated arrangements by people who played music by the ear, not being allowed this by the academic music schooling I had didn't get me far with this interest. So there I was, learning all my classicals aligned with my flats and sharps. My little sister, who's 12 years younger than me, however, went more than the miles I was deemed to conquer. I do consider her very serious effort in playing the piano astounding, if not the least bit unbelievable. She's actually very shy when it comes to me watching her play the piano as she still very much looks up to me (though I can't really see why) so having the chance to film her without her fighting the camera means a lot to me and to the pride I have for her. 

I casually filmed her during piano practice, playing Sonata Op. 13 No. 8 Pathétique (1st Movement in C minor)--a piece I've dreamed of playing when I was her same age. Only she actually achieved that. Haha :) Yup, she's awesome. :)

I still can't believe she's half my age.

Hello. My Hands Want To Be All Over You. (Pervertedly, or Otherwise.)

Shimmel Pegsasus Grand Piano
(www.thefancy.com)

I Have Been Dreaming of this Car Since I was 14.

1955 Porsche Speedster (www.thefancy.com)

Ooh, do I wanna do ungodly things to you.

FutureShorts: Revisiting My Love for the Art of Independent Cinema.

("I'd always wondered what it'd be like, as a hungry student in a foreign city--nothing but books and tobacco.")

("Daddy gives Mommy a special gift and puts it in her body."--Cracked me up! )

(Karma has certainly owned up to its bitch side.)

Literature by the Lens

I am a Storyteller. 

Since I was three, I couldn't keep stories to myself. Preschool didn't do a helluva good job to tame my imagination either. And to make matters worse, you all know of my shutterlust. And if I had known any better, I'd have pursued it many years back and would probably live my dream of sharing what I personally coined as "literature by the lens." 

That being said, I decided an amateur photoblog is in order. By virtue of inspiration, I will definitely start trying to add more photos than usual to this flickr account, which you may also access by clicking on the picture below my name on the right side of this blog. :)

See you in Shutterville!

Late Pictures from The Pacific Club Christmas Party

December 19th was a night of knits and smitts. I was thrilled to experience my first traditional Pacific Club Christmas Party (wasn't able to make it last year because of spending the holidays traveling all over California). This night was EPIC. I don't think I've had as much fun in a little while 'til then. The best part of course, was the after-party. And the other best part, was taking pictures, which feeds my dirty, dirty lust for photography. (Hah) Anyway, this night got me really looking forward to the next! It sure would be interesting to know who I might be taking as my guest for that time. (Or at least if I get lucky enough to win the raffle again! Bahaa) That night bagged me a $100 GC from Best Buy, which I used in part to purchase my not-so-bad underwater camera. So, props! It was a fun night of awesome proportions. Can't wait 'til the next. It was dope. :) Haha!

The tree was too pretty it deserved a solo shot. :)

Manong Benjie!

They love messing around. 

My personal guests for the night--Danny from Aloha Water Co., and Shiela

A collage I made for Danny as a "thank you" gift for coming.

I can't believe Danny doesn't know who Ne-Yo is, Shiela just had to ask why. He was like, "Is he black?" HAHA. Cracked me up.

Leanne and Jez from Banquet and Catering

Yay, Alex! Our newly promoted Banquet Captain sure knows how to ham it up. 

My good friend Wilfred from Culinary.

Too much Patron.

Effects of too much Patron.

Not-so-bad possibilities from too much Patron.

Leanne, Chaz, Wilmer, Mama Mildred and Jason. LOVE 'EM.

Umm, I said make love to the wall. Not with each other.

Lindsay and her bro

Yep. Partying it up like a muuuurf.

WE ALL HAD A BLAST!

Thank you to our friends from Oahu Country Club!

150 Country Club Road

Honolulu, HI 96817

(808) 595-3186

reception@oahucountryclub.com

The Problem With A Good Song Is That You Never Get Over It.

It feels so cold without you, like it's ten shades of winter

and I need the sun.

Dear Mr. Torpe

Okay bluntly, we all know that you admittedly have a percentage of being socially inept and being terribly obsessed with our friend. I am speaking in behalf of her, yes the girl you are so cuckoo for, whose time we (friends of hers) all hope you won't keep wasting, and whose heart has been so patient for you to get over yourself and your apprehensions. We promise she will never hurt you. You are a cool guy, and a self-admitted dork, but there's no need to take it too far. You can be happy with someone too, being the nice guy that you are. :)

Take a little lesson from Philippine Socio-Anthropology, for whatever it's worth:

As it has been expresssed, our friend is a classic dalagang Pilipina (as we all are) who really, by hook or by crook, granted all worlds collided in the fourth coming, will still NOT and will probably NEVER make the first suggestion of the idea that we will initiate courtship. We're just not wired that way.

Now, you my friend, however, falls under this category (see clip below). Cue taken from how we have been informed of how much you adore our friend and how you are intensely struggling about two things: (1) wanting to be in a relationship with her; and (2) wanting nothing else but that, but your balls have somehow turned into rosebuds that need a little watering to bloom--a situation which has long been holding you back from expressing affection towards her.
Trust us, our friend shares this affection in mutual terms with you too. (Except she prefers balls over rosebuds on men. You know.)

See as we don't believe in bridges, or the effectiveness of their method-slash-madness, as you may, we sadly cannot grant the following: 

But trust us, you are in no harm's way if you just get over yourself and pursue her already. Seriously, man, you guys exhaust us watching you two hold back from each other when all you want is the opposite. It's like two people dancing the funky chicken dance with two left feet, in a very awkward rhythm of sorts. 

See? That's a sight to get worried about. But we take it you are concerned about the fact that maybe:

But not to worry, Mr. Torpe, you won't be busted, and there's a lot of water to tend to this "garden" of yours if you need help in the blooming department. We all have green thumbs too, aside from minds. So help is at your beck and call. 

Take the last sentence. Exactly our thoughts is what it is. "Why don't you just go over and talk to her already?" And please stop walking on eggshells around her, Jesus Christ. You don't ask a girl you think the world of "Do you need a ride?" if you know the answer to that already. Just be chill and say, "Im starved. Let's grab something to eat, I'll pick you up." Other than that, she's just gonna want to answer your question with "Umm, is your vagina ok?"

Mister, you are too cute to be a dork. (Her words, not ours.)

In other words, we think greatly of you but it's up to you to keep up your self mantra of "Dork-Chicken-Dork"

Lastly, it wouldn't hurt to compliment how she looks that night or how put-together she tried to look for you. Every woman appreciates a good compliment, no matter how hard she tries to shake it off like it didn't matter. Trust us. Also try to be a man. A smart man is a gameplayer who, accordingly knows how to step up his game when he needs to. You don't meet a girl you go crazy over and crack your brain for every single day, just to assume that you'll be the only guy hanging around her. A smart man knows the exact value of his buy-in, where he puts his nickels at, and how much he's willing to invest into a potential relationship. (not rubbing it in here but it's again kinda like watering your buds to bloom). When a man identifies his buy-in, he secures his assets and makes sure there's no other bidder to take that asset away from him. Think stocks and shares. You probably had a reason to invest in that company in the first place. So, be a man and know the game. 

Let Barbie Almalbis sing the thought for you, for random entertainment:

Seriously, a train (aka our friend) THAT HOT is kind of a shame to miss. So hurry up, man up, and ball-up already!!!

Please consider this our half-blunt, half-gentle way of saying, WE ARE SO EXCITED TO SEE WHERE THIS IS GOING AND WE ALL KNOW HOW INTENSELY YOU FEEL ABOUT HER! In the meantime, enjoy each other's company, stop worrying about her liking you back cause she already does, and take it easy, but step on the gas like a muuurf man too. :)

Ayaw niya ng torpe. Pero gustong-gusto ka niya. :)

North Shore Lovin'

Giving is Getting :)

A handful of people who really know me to the core may, on more than one occasion tell you that I live to give, and that it has been one of the most meaningful dogmas I live by. I believe it to be the only expression from my heart that I have never found corrupted. (Ha-ha). Well, I value the virtue of giving because I am very appreciative of people down to the last detail of how they impact my life. People are always a blessing to me, no matter the myriad of differences I may share with them. There always is a purpose behind everyone I cross paths with in this earthly life. A Hindu masseuse once told me that from my aura and personality, I may be most in touch with my Heart chakra, this being aided by the fact that I also was born under the Fire sign. And this is exactly how I feel when I give. I get highly passionate and feel that nothing is ever enough, especially when you give from the heart. Sometimes the battle I struggle with is waged between the idea of being simple, and the effort of being meaningful, when I do give to loved ones. So somewhere in between I get caught up with indecision and then just settle with "symbolic" gifts that either trigger a "heartstring memory", or just show major appreciation of how much a person has blessed my life. Nevertheless, giving, surprising and making people happy is what I live big on. I rarely care about money, (and my Dad can probably vouch for that himself. Ha-ha!) but to me, the value itself of showing someone's value is indeed, limitless. I express love through so much effort to people that it is possible for them to think it's a little too sweet sometimes, so I try not to express the wrong idea of being lezzy, too (Baaa-ha) But overall, I intend to keep it that way. Wrong judgment or otherwise. :) It's theraputic, it's creativity-inducing, and most of all, it's LOVE. And we sure as hell know nothing can go wrong with that.

Over the last month, I took a little initiative on myself to show appreciation to friends old and new, best friends and online friends, mailing packages to both the Philippines and New South Wales. It was fun. I would love to brighten people's days in a heartbeat and play Surprise Santa without the need for an actual season. :)

A blog entry of gratitude from by BFF and former roomie, Panx Solajes in Tacloban, Philippines

Trust me, this was symbolic. Especially what was inside the purse! (Taken by Marian Santos) 

Taken by my eternal BFF, Ali Banta 

I never had the chance to take a picture of the package, but Gia sent her thanks all the way from Australia and this warmed my heart more than enough. :)  

There's a priceless thought about giving that beats all the other feelings of joy in the world, for me, at least. And it's more than enough sunshine to warm that soft, chocolatey center of my heart. THANK YOU ALL FOR APPRECIATING! :)