what happend to my stinkin’ photo blog???

It says gallery empty and the last time i checked it,

all my photographs were there.

 what the heckkkkkkkkkk

unhealthy habits

Is it healthy to be snacking green peas? Nabili ko ito sa Filipino store, kay Mang Alex. Biro mo naman, isang supot ng Green Peas eh $1. Kung sa atin pa ito, dalawang piso lang ang presyo.

Hindi siya healthy sa bulsa, ano? Pero bahala na, na mimiss ko na kasi ang pagkain ng green peas at Ding Dong (sana lang si ding dong dantes hehe, pero hindi).

Nag aalala lang ako kasi puspusan ang akong pag e-excercise, sayang naman at mapupunta lang sa wala dahil sa kakakain ko ng green peas.

Kaya kung sino man sa inyo ang may alam kung nakakasama ba o nakakataba ba ang green peas, ipagbigay alam niyo sa akin sa pamamagitan ng pag komentaryo o di naman kaya sa shout box.

Salamat.

ulan…

panay ang buhos ng ulan… nakakalungkot na naman.

the newly weds

So TomKat got married last Saturday in a small town in Rome. It's inevitable not to hear about their wedding for everybody has been speculating that it's some sort of a propaganda and it's not going to happen. Sorry people, you're dead wrong. Although the wedding preparation has been over sensationalized, from what Katie Holme's underwear will be, to the exclusive guest list, to the wedding vows (oddly about pans, cats and house).

Tom and Katie slammed it to the people's face that they're really getting married. In fact, they already got married in Los Angeles to make it legal, before going to Rome.

Amidst all the publicity, I would say Katie is a darn lucky girl. Tom Cruise is one darn lucky man too.

Who would ever thought that the tomboy from Dawson's Creek would end up the Tom Cruise??? Sure he'd gone nuts lately but still, it makes me believe that there's indeed a fairy tale. He proposed in Paris, they got married in a castle. They have a lovely daughter. Katie's smile shows that she's really happy.

Can we just leave it at that?

If Katie got Tom Cruise, the I'm never giving up my ultimate dream of marrying Johnny Depp, or perhaps David Beckham! hehe!

wooohoooo!

Emitt Smith won!

there's more to dancing than looking professional and techniques. there's something called charm, wit and the ability to encourage the viewers that "yes you can do it too".

and the mirror ball trophy goes to…

Tonight, I'm not talking to a single soul the moment the clock strikes 8pm. Why, you ask.

It's the Finale for Dancing with the Stars. My eyes are going to be glued to the idiot box.

Forgive me if you'll be calling me, IM'ing me or even emailing me, heck even if you'll knock bleeding on my door… for I'll pretend that you won't exist.

rude arseholes

This is the second day this happend and I'm really getting sick of it.

Some a-hole is parking on my parking spot. See, I live in an apartment complex with a parking spot designated only for me. Of course, I don't have any car but I utilize it whenever my cousin visits or when Hub is around, otherwise, it's there wide open.

I get up early for work and be caught in surprise that there's somebody's car parked on my freakin' spot. It even has my unit # hovering on top, just so those inconsiderate idiots would realize that it's designated for THAT apartment.

Unfortunately, the manners are crashing down. People are getting rude. It's not my problem if you have gazillion cars that you can't find elsewhere to park it. Roll up your piece of metal crap and throw in trash for all I care.

I'm just really mad. I don't like people evading my space. I am not paying $700 for a month just to them to tramp on.

Now, if they ask for permission, perhaps I'd consider it.

Oh, and did I mention that there's a HUGE sign that says UNAUTHORIZED PARKING OF YOUR CAR WILL BE TOWED.

Let's see who'll have the last laugh.

fashionista’s point of view

I'm not a fashion guru and by all means, i won't pretend i know a lot about it.

However, here's what i notice, people are trying to dress up what they see or read on the fashion magazines. some people don't realize that it won't work because we are not Kate Moss or Adrianna Lima or Jessica Alba.

Sure, we can do a look or two, but for god's sake, don't make yourself look like a walking fashion victim.

Look around and you'll see what I mean.

mission impossible

i'm on a mission and i'm not stopping until i fulfill it.

the quest : loose a lot of weight (i.e., the muffins and the flabs)

the challege : avoid every freakin' vending machine that contains Hershey's, Snickers and Doritos that seemed to be winking at me. lock up all the chips and chocolates in my pantry and throw away the key.

the tactics : pretend that those foods are contaminated with utterly gross molds

seriously, i've been "punishing" myself with crunch up's that rounds 60 times a day. i've been close to the point of memorizing verbatim the Pilates dvd that i follow.

i'm all sore. REALLY sore but i know, one of these days (or weeks or months or God forbid years) my effort will pay off.

let's just hope that until then, those junk foods trapped in the vending machine remains trapped.

let the sunshine in…

The reality is settling down that living in Northwest means a lot of rain and gloomy cloudy days.

I find myself missing the rays of the sun kissing the grounds.

Sometimes, I am tempted to climb up to the Cascade Mountains, take a lot of food and my rainbow blanket with me, find out where the bears are and hibernate with them.