This Week

The Daylight Saving Time Season and that would mean that I will be adjusting my sleep hours one hour back. Instead of 10PM, I would have to report to work at 9PM. I hate adjusting schedules, eben if it means just an hour difference from my normal routine. My body's not so used to being exposed to abrupt changes, I have this weird biological way of overreacting from stimulus that I usually end up getting sick or having tantrums for as long as I'm still adjusting.

I guess my officemates are gonna have to deal with that withinthe next couple of months, hehehe. I suggest you don't come into contact within 2 feet radius or Keith's gonna go all Whitney on you. :)

Anyways, I love the twists for AI this year, and boy am I glad to see Megan in the Top 13. There were some great ones especially in the third batch that did not make it top the cut, but I should say this is a pretty good Top 13.

I have my top 5 set, but I guess it's still too early to bet.

I heart Adam Lambert.

A Love Letter to John Legend

I didn't care much about Rihanna or Chris Brown last year.

Or Mariah Carey wayback when I was still in college.

But when I knew John Legend's gonna come to Manila I jumped out of my seat coz damn, it's simply the best thing that could ever happen to the Philippine concert stage.

I just have one super big concern: why is filing for a vacation leave as impossible as gay men getting pregnant? For a corpo-slave like me, having a leave approved is like winning the lottery, and I mean it.

So there--- I guess it's just not the right time. But hell John, if you get to read this post, let me tell you once and for all that I am your biggest fan here in Pinas and I'm serious as shit when I say that. Seriously.

Seriously.

Rock Bottom

I’ve finally hit rock bottom.

When fate itself smacks you in the forehead and you wake up and see what really is going on, that’s hitting rock bottom.


When you want to cry, and your knees tremble from all the angst and not a single tear comes out of your eyes, that’s hitting rock bottom.


When you run out of hope and optimism on something that you used to believe in, that’s hitting rock bottom.


When you want to leave everything at once before the pain gets worse, that’s hitting rock bottom.


When you choose to just forget how deeply you prayed for something, or how hard you fought for it, and just move, that’s hitting rock bottom.


When you run out of what-ifs, what-could-haves and what-would-haves, that’s hitting rock bottom.


When you become someone so different from how you used to be, that’s hitting rock bottom.
And the good thing about hitting rock bottom it is when you start to pick up the bits and pieces of your broken self and you swear never to allow the same bullshit happen to you again.

Sex Around the World

In Lebanon , men are legally allowed to have sex with animals, but the
animals must be female. Having sexual relations with a male animal is
punishable by death.

(oo nga naman--- that totally makes sense, hahaha)

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In Bahrain , a male doctor may legally examine a woman's genitals, but
is prohibited from looking directly at them during the examination. He
may only see their reflection in a mirror.

(some people look better on their reflections--- bet vaginas are like that too)

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Muslims are banned from looking at the genitals of a corpse. This also
applies to undertakers. The sex organs of the deceased must be covered
with a brick or piece of wood at all times.
(A brick???)

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The penalty for masturbation in Indonesia is decapitation.
(Plead guilty: I was just scratching it!)

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There are men in Guam whose full-time job is to travel the countryside
and deflower young virgins, who pay them for the privilege of having sex
for the first time.

Reason: under Guam law, it is expressly forbidden for virgins to marry.
(Is there any job anywhere else in the world that even comes close to
this?)

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In Hong Kong , a betrayed wife is legally allowed to kill her adulterous
husband, but may only do so with her bare hands. The husband's illicit
lover, on the other hand, may be killed in any manner desired.
(You go girl!)

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Topless saleswomen are legal in Liverpool , England but only in tropical
fish stores.
(But of course!)

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In Cali, Colombia, a woman may only have sex with her husband, and the
first time this happens, her mother must be in the room to witness the
act.
(Oh no..)

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In Maryland , it is illegal to sell condoms from vending machines with
one exception: Condoms may be dispensed from a vending machine
only "in places where alcoholic beverages are sold for consumption on
the premises."
(Is this a great country or what? Well . . . not as great as Guam !)

You Changed My Life

I had just about 4 hours of sleep today.

Blame John Lloyd--- I sacrificed sleep just so I could watch You Changed My Life. I'd be losing more sleep if I didn't get to watch the movie the soonest so doing it today is a healthier option. I was on my way to the mall, half-awake and wondering why I'm putting up with all this mess. I was scratching my head, but I didn't really mind looking for answers anyway. Anything for John Lloyd.

Now I'm on my way home and I'm humming the song over and over again. I bet I'm gonna be humming it until the next John Lloyd flick---. I heard it's gonna be a gay-themed movie, and he's gonna star opposite Luis Manzano. Hot right?

Smiling On Ash Wednesday

I woke up this morning after sleeping for like a couple of hours. I have completely reengineered my weekly workout routine. I found out that I have more energy when I get to sleep for 2-3 hours right after work and before I go to the gym. What's nicer is, the gym is less crowded at these times so I have the machines all by myself, plus I get to have my favorite locker spot.

It's Ash Wednesday and a lot of my friends are planning to hear mass today. I want to, but I hate it when I got to church alone when it's crowded. We'll see.

It's Ash Wednesday and I find myself smiling because it's usually one point of the year that I realize summer's coming. Summer's the best point of the year for me. I may always say that Christmas is my most favorite season, but nothing really tops the joy of summer--- the beach escapades, the outfits, the tan, the booze--- everything about it makes my soul leap with excitement.

Maybe because all the best memories of my life were spent on a summer time. All the most beautiful memories of my childhood happened on a summer. As a kid, I used to spend summer at either my grandparents' ancestral home in the province or in my Aunt's place with all my crazy cousins. As a teenager, I remember just hanging out, having a good time with the trunges, Atan, Tope, Karen, Jazzy, Kristina and Roi.

And then of course I will never ever fail to mention the cherry on top of my Summer sundae--- my birthday! I'm not as excited about it as I used to when I was still a kid, but hey, there's just but a million reasons to celebrate each year. My birthday is always the best time to get soooooo drunk and sooooo full and not feel guilty about the next day for packing up a million calories.

This summer, I have tons of great stuff lined up for me. I have a trip to Palawan come the Holy Week-- take note, the WHOLE week! And then I have another trip to Camotes with my team. A trip to Bora with some old friends, a mountain trek with the Laagans. And I think I'm an inch near to having a relationship. Finally. Yes, s'matteroffact I'm super inspired. :)

Oscars---

I stayed up the whole Monday morning to watch the Oscar’s coverage. I was fighting off sleep and the urge to go elsewhere. Monday is still “technically” part of my days off so I either meaningfully spend it off sleeping or having a good cup of coffee at a my favorite coffeeshop.

Today is different. The Oscar’s is like the Superbowl of all the yummiest movies of the year, I cannot miss it. And this year, I was excited about who’s gonna grab the Best Actress Award. I’m torn between Anne Hathaway and Kate Winslet. Simply put, I’m torn between wanting to see the young ones like Anne win, or the nominated-for-the-millionth-time like Kate bag the crown at last.

My efforts finally paid off--- seeing Kate win is GOLDEN. Highlights for me--- Angelina and Brad both nominated for top awards, Heath Ledger getting an Oscar after his death, Hugh Jackman hosting and Slumdog Millionaire winning the Best Picture.

And then red carp some eye-candies for you---