Birthday Girl and New Mommy

It is my friend Vik’s birthday today and as she adds another year to her age, another screw in her head gets loose. LMFAO. She tells me she knows she’s old but she feels like she’s in her 20s, lives like she’s still in her 20s and acts like a kid most times.  

“Must be peter pan syndrome. Is that good or bad?”

“Don’t ya talk to me about peter pan syndrome sister – I invented it!”

“Giggles.” We’re not even drunk here, just trying to battle insomnia!

“But still, age is nothing but a number, youth is a forever thing. Just make sure you enjoy and get crazy, damaged enough to be a rockstar, but not severely screwed to be a nut house fugitive.”

“Oh my god, that is so me!”

“Which one, the nut house fugitive?”

“Close to being that but more like crazy, damaged rockstar. But I’m walking right at that very thin line. I’m right at the edge. Push me and I’ll be a total nutcase.” 

Someone’s in denial! Hehehe. But have an awesome birthday, my dear July 28^th baby! Rawk it, girl! 

Ooh, my god…is it mating season or what? One of my closest college girlfriends Jallee, just texted and she’s two months preggers! “Things have been different ever since. I’m always dizzy, puking my guts out every morning. I couldn’t eat sometimes. Doctor says its normal. Hope I’ll feel better soon so I can hang out with you again.” She says. Ohmygod, mommas everywhere! This time though, there isn’t much hassle. She and her boyfriend are pretty stable already and at a relatively right age (my friend’s 26.) I may not like kids but I think they’re blessings, somehow… to others! LMFAO. As long as I’m not the one carrying them, I’m perfectly fine. Gosh, said like a true motherhood scrooge, eh? “evil grin” 

What an interesting week it’s been. My my.

Because I’m Missing Jager Shots…

One of my dearest friends just told me she’s pregnant. By her boyfriend of two years. She took the tests and went to the doctor already and its confirmed. Four weeks on the way. She’s in first year in med school, and her parents still doesn’t know. She’s 22. I am making it sound like she just got a death sentence. The guy is wiling to marry her. But she’s not ready. So are her parents, who wouldn’t want to lose their youngest and only daughter anytime son. My initial reaction when she called, voice in total panic, I was like… why didn’t you use protection? But it’s too late for that, so I simply told her to tell her folks this early. Never mind if they raise hell once they find out, but she’s the unica hija and I’m sure she’ll be eventually forgiven. I thought 22 is a very young age to get preggers. My friend is this gorgeous, smart (apparently, not so, as she herself admitted), girl who loves partying. And now her gimmick nights are over cuz she had to rid herself of alcohol and fag. Maybe she can keep the dancing every now and then but now only within the four walls of her flat. At this day and age, and in this country with a fucked –up political situation and shaky economy, I think having kids should be banned! My, that’s cruel. But just think about the kind of life the poor baby will have to put up with. He/she might learn to point the finger at 1 year and wish he/she’d never been born. 

Okay, fine I am not into kids. Good god, must be the lack of sleep. But I had seven hours. Or maybe the absence of alcohol in my bloodstream for the past two months. Which means that, I haven’t partied, seriously in two months! Good or bad? Not sure. Good, maybe because there are far more important things to attend to and anyway, there are plenty of things to keep me happy and entertain. Bad, because, well. I’m missing my gimmick buddies. Those crazy night owls. They would text me every now and then telling me they’re missing me. “Goodness, bitch, you’re missed. Haul yer ass in here already!” “There’s a huge dish of sisg and a flat belly contest and you’re nowhere to be seen! Shit you, MF.” Haha. These are mostly law school classmates during the first two years; them burned out souls who chose to transfer than endure more years of slow painful death in out alma mater.

Which reminds me, god, I think the last things I had was a jager shot and a couple of vodka martinis. And a painful (physically) memory of taking big girl Nella to her flat because she’s just well, too heavy! Anyway, there will be a couple of birthday celebrations in the coming weeks, ones I shouldn’t ignore because the celebrants will just hunt down and kill me! My, what a drastic shift in topic, from someone’s pregnancy to partying. But you know me, my life’s that boring I just had to randomly write down shit so this blog remains a blog till kingdon come. What have I been up to aside from that writing job? Well, training (o still got my kickboxing class going on) twice a week, review class every now and then, food trip and bargain hunting with friends, reading, completing my Dilana play list and watching this woman channel Cyndi Lauper (or a magician’s assistant. LOL) in a… Rockstar show. 

http://www.youtube.com/watchv=3FoBN_s1uYU&search=DILANA 

Lovely weekend is coming up. I’m planning to just read and sleep. Maybe meet up with Via for some gabfest. Whatever, I’m going to make it fun! Y’all do that as well, ayt!

And because i want to post

Was up at 4 am to check on my presentation for my professor, who I’m doing the writing/research job for. Goody good, no glitches and I couldn’t wait to kick ass. LMFAO. I wanted to add some music and graphics but then I am writing a freakin’ reference book for law school newbies (y’all who know anyone who’ll be entering law school next year, rest assured that the book I’m writing will not contain this crappy English I’m using right now. Hear?) So I’m behaving. Besides, my boss is this sixty-something retired judge who just had a bypass and I wouldn’t want to send him back to the hospital with a head banging outline of his beloved book. 

By 5:30 am I was decided on my wardrobe. The usual – dark grey skirt which is kind of crumply and frilly, dark pink shirt with sparkly graffiti stuff on it and my trusty black ankle boots. The chunky black watch and cuffs are present as usual. Then had breakfast, took a bath and by 7 I was on my way to
Makati, standing gripping the handlebars of a crowded MRT. 

By 8 I was at the law office, was ushered to the library and by 8:45 was sitting happily at the lounge. There wasn’t much to revise and I just needed to reorganize some cases. And I finished just in time to watch Rockstar: Supernova on Star World. I watched along with some of the paralegals and interns who asked if I’m joining the show next season. LMFAO! I’ve only the attitude but not the talent. Hehehe. 

A lot of surprises on tonight’s show. My man Toby did great on Billy Idol’s White Wedding, Dana was good as well with her take on Nirvana’s About A Girl, and I hate to say this, but that ass Ryan did well too, in I Alone by Live, which I so wanted my girl Dilana to sing. Mommy Stormy did awesome! I think this is her best performance yet and I hope she gets the encore. I’m beginning to see that the encore  slots are for best/most improved performance per person and not best of the night overall. Because if that’s the case then Dilana would’ve done the encore for the past 3 weeks already! 

Dilana? Sweet chilling rendition of a beloved classic. Yes, hands down best performance of the night. Again. And she was dressed as Cyndi Lauper! LMFAO! And the hair! She seriously kicks ass onstage but she just have to be silly either with her antics or with her “costumes”. Hehehe. And she mentioned in her blog that her boyfriend was in the audience so talk about inspiration! Whoo hoo! And she was the only one who got NO criticism yet since the performances began. As in from week 1, dude. Still, I would prefer if she’ll just join the house band. They’ll make better music together than with Supernova, a.k.a Suave Porn.  

Anyway, there are a couple of things that I’m loving right now – Nelly Furtado’s new cd – Man-eater is so cute! Also, K’s Choice and I am rediscovering my high school play list – Rage Against the Machine, Soundgarden, Pearl Jam, Sonic Youth, Nirvana and of course, Live.  

I also discovered that the siomai from those stalls at the back of CEU are way better tan Pao Tsin and HenLin. Cheaper too! Yum! 

Got to get a head start on the new batch of case digests for my writing job! Then later I’m watching Rockstar again at a friend’s house. We’re a bunch of Dilana freaks. Hee. And bug off, Tommy Lee. Uurrgghh.

Horay to the Rainy day!!!

Will you just look at the sky? Dark grey, absolutely beautiful! I just wish Glenda the storm isn’t here so it’ll just be rain sans the winds al day long, garnished with lovely thunder and lightning. What a glorious rainy day, straight out of an old mafia film.

 No classes today, I don’t know if I should feel good or bad about that, since I have been going through my Criminal law notes for the past couple of days anticipating my name to be called and discuss a couple of cases and answer a bunch of brain-bleeding questions. Of course I welcome the break. It’s just plain old me to randomly type down shit like that. So now I’m stuck at a friend’s flat, taking advantage of her DSL connection, watching webisodes of… what else? Rockstar: Supernova and viewing upcoming movie trailers and downloading music like there’s no tomorrow.  

I’ve been staying at this wonderful Greenhills condo since yesterday, along with two other girlfriends who are also not-quite barristers (because we’re just taking a couple of review subjects just to prevent our law school education from evaporating) and we’ve been enjoying it. I mean, wearing pyjamas the entire day, crazy hair, oily skin and al? Pigging out on junk food – BBQ flavoured Tortillos, Chippy chilli and cheese, and pitcher after pitcher of iced tea. And Belvita milk cookies! (they’re cheap, and sooo yummy!) I love rainy days.

And I’m loving this song right now. I loved the original but this one’s just stunning. To bad it’s cut before she totally kills it (in that hugely positive way, I mean.).

http://dilanarox.com/opnamen/lightni…es%20anton.mp3 ;-)

LPE – Lousiest Post Ever, Dude.

there’s this rockstar: supernova contest, over at star world and open only to residents of this country (well, how lucky can we get huh?) wherein you get to unleash your inner rockstar through a video which you will send to the contest producers or whatever they’re called, and if you’re good, you’ll go to LA for free, watch the show live, visit the mansion and hang out with the rockstar supernovices, blah blah.

the video should have the contestant singing a kickass rock song and just plain rocking it big time. know what? i want to join yeah! but im a weak singer, i mean i dont have the pipes. i sound better with guy songs but i cannot growl and sound eally mean. the one that i can do best is, uh… all apologies by nirvana and its so not gonna impress anyone. if i can just make up for it by being crazy, or by dressing up in something quirky and kickass… then.. oh what the hell. how on earth do i make that song crazy? if it was lithium it would be easy but that song is pretty hard to control. so, now…

what im saying is that this has been a week wherein i have mixed feelings about. its been funny, crazy, fullfilling, exciting, lazy, boring… and im about to end it with one wish that i cannot do something about simply because i am not that confident i’ll get it. sigh.

but what the heck, im still gonna indulge myself with weekly doses of rocksatr: supernova, enjoy performances by my favorite supernovices (dilana robichaux is number one in my list, followed closely by storm large, then lukas rossi) and catch the webcasts like, each time i get the chance to go online.

something tells me i should shut up now. zip. i promise i’ll post something juicier next time

Randomness

Another week went by, almost in a breeze… or is it in a storm? Anyway, there was so much to accomplish this week.  

-  I had to submit the outline for this book that I am ghostwriting and I am now waiting for the approval. They better not return it with a jillion notes for revisions. It was tough enough doing research for that thing. And to think it wasn’t a branch of law that I am particularly fond of. I would love to talk about this book, because hey, I am getting published! But I am only ghostwriting it. When it comes out it’s going to be under the name of one of my law school professors. That person is actually a very good writer. I was supposed to just do research but the person has like, three other projects to attend to. It’s okay, just as there won’t be any hassles with the payments! 

- I had to inquire about to cost of an MRI screening. I almost fainted when I found out. It’s going to set me back fifteen grand for a single session, and there is only one hospital in the country that has the machine so I’m left with no choice. It’s actually fine with me, just so I would stop worrying and just so I would be able to find the proper treatment for my migraine, which has been a major biatch for the past couple of months. I was able to find a good neurologist highly recommended by friends. And good thing I thought about consulting first, because the referral would actually save me a lot. For now though, I am under observation, was given minor sedatives so I would sleep on time, and for at least eight hours each day. Who would’ve thought there will come a time when I will actually ask for sedatives (a.k.a. sleeping pills)? I never liked being dependent on any drug, but this one’s necessary. It’s just for two weeks though. I hope nothing’s seriously wrong with me. I would joke a lot about it, you know about being literally sick in the head. Hehehe Anyways… 

-  I have a new favorite TV show. So for the past couple of years I have stayed away from the TV because I know I am easily distracted. But now that I am free of law school guilt I have started reacquainting myself with the TV again. I love Nip/Tuck, Queer Eye, The Ellen Show, CSI, everything on ETC and… okay, so I was never a fan of reality TV shows, much more of talent searches. But this one I just instantly got hooked into because it reunites me with old school rock. Yes, I am loving Rockstar: Supernova now (http://www.rockstar.msn.com/) and I already have a favorite – she looks scary, she’s amazing onstage, she’s got character, she did a fab cover of one of my favorite Nirvana songs (Lithium) and style and the Supernova guys adore her, she’s Dilana (http://rockstar.msn.com/rockers2/dilana) !  Yay! On week 2, she rearranged a classic Johnny Cash song (Ring of Fire), I never actually imagined the song being done in another way, so I was quite surprised that Dilana’s toned down version actually sounded good. I am so looking forward to future episodes. I am not sure though if I wanted her to win. I would love for her to win but not as front woman for Supernova. I mean, with Tommy Lee there? Hello? I’m sure that guy wouldn’t use the show to look for someone to screw, and I’m certain if ever, it won’t be Dilana. Much as she looks quite fragile offstage, she doesn’t look like someone Tommy would want to mess with.  Anyway, aside from her, my two other bets are Storm (who looks a lot like Ginger Spice!) and Patrice  

- I have two new books! Both by Jonathan Lethem. Both are anthologies. One is called The Disappointment Artist“ and the other is the one I’ve been wanting to have since I read about it in Fudge magazine “Lit riffs”. They were sent to me by my lovely friend over there in BC, in exchange for some Filipino chick lit that I got her. I already started TDA and am enjoying it.  

- What else? Hmm, that friend I was talking about in a previous entry (Story of My Life…) finally, sort of admitted that yes, there is something going on between her and “that“ guy. But she was quick to disclose that she knows whatever they have won’t last. At least that’s what she believes. It’s kind of sad. I wish she would let go of her worries and just…love him, you know? They look good together.  

Anyway, here’s wishing everyone a happy weekend! 

280 Years

This was written over a year ago… inspired by an old photo of a friend. it’s a very 80s one, she was with this guy and they’re holding hands, fingers twined. It has a caption “about 280 years ago it seems…” the lines struck me that before i knew it i was writing these lines.

“about 280 years ago it seems
must be four lifetimes that passed
maybe three eras and seven light years?
how long ago since i’ve seen you last?
perhaps i already forgot or refuse to even know
but the image staring back at me
from the frayed, yellowed photograph
betrayed time and distances past
lifetimes, eras, light years crumbling back to dust
memories pouring forth as if someone broke a dam
sounds and color bursting through floodgates
and i’m taken back, against my will
to that time… 280 years ago.”

Man, that sucked. Big time. Yikes.