Commercial

Holy Guacamole!!

Wow! I had a totally awesome experience at McDonald’s a while ago…

My tummy craved for fries so I went merienda at mcdo. I was walking towards the place, when I noticed a lot of cameras standing by the door. It took some time for me to realize that a commercial was being shot. I bought food, and went in. I sat on a fairly unoccupied portion of mcdo katipunan. So me started eating, and studying microecon, when I noticed some people sitting on the other side of me. They looked pale, and they have brown hair. They dressed cool and they have funny faces. Then there were lights, hot light. And I saw a lot of people wearing id’s at the far corner. There was a lot of equipment…

Well, I resumed eating, and I was digging into my Econ102 when one gary-valenciano-looking guy from the “crew” approached me and asked: “ano ka ba? Hindi jan yung spot mo… di ka makikita ng camera! Yung cue before walking out is yung guy dun sa partition…” If I got that in verbatim. So I just stared at him… not knowing what to say, I shrugged, and managed a “what??” then the person at the other side of my table told the guy that I was an ordinary customer and is not a commercial model… haha. Funny lah.

So that’s the reason why the seats were left unoccupied – so customers won’t be seen in the shots. I also realized that the people on the other side of me were the commercial models… they’re very pale; I thought they were anemics at first. Anyways, I moved. I was forced to. On my next seat, I came face-to-face with drew arellano, who was wearing a UP-maroon long-sleeved polo. He looked pale too, like, chalk white. Haha. So goes my experience at mcdo. Of course, there were a lot of “cuts!” and “actions!” in the air. Cool…

Now what bothers me is why I haven’t lied and told the guy that I was a commercial model and just got my spot wrong. Haha, that’s opportunist, but it’s the guy’s fault. He doesn’t know their subjects.

Oh well, the gift of genetics. I wonder why the guy thought I was a commercial model. *ego shoots skywards…* somehow, I feel proud for being me… hehe lar, they thought I was commercial model. Haha!

My mother certainly didn’t have the thing with cameras, and my father has no commercial factor either. Mum is stout, very pale, has curly hair, and a flat nose. Dad is dark, lean, has dark lips because of smoking, and looks like a stone statue with a very high nose bridge straight from Christmas island. I find it funny that their combination is me, very different from both of them… well, nature has her ways.

I’m well aware of the way I look. According to someone, looks can either be an asset or a hindrance. During my experience at mcdo, looks were assets for sure… go me!!
But in the case of the volleyball club, looks are hindrances… hmmm, expounding later. I have to get over my high first. Gary-valenciano-guy’s discourse is incredible. I still feel like I’m one with the commercial models… haha. I have to tell everyone about this…


ayan, the commercial-model-me fresh out of bed.


yan pa. cute ko noh? commercial-model na commercial-model ang dating... *tiching tiching* hindi yung nasa unahan ha, un ay ang sabit na si lentot. haha. ako yung nasa second layer. cute noh??

i can't wait to upload my new photos. i have a new do, which contributed to my marketable-face-factor, bwahaha!

sayang, walang nag-aapreciate ng ca-cute-an ko... tuguushshh!! kelangan ko na ng gurlfriend.

i'm becoming too egoistic nah... i'd better log off before my blabbering reaches maximum humiliation...

-egoistic-

Weekend

Blug...

i got acquainted with rheema... rheema was my classmate in biology1. i saw her in batangas, she's from qc though. i was walking to the optical clinic, because mum was supposed to be there. but she's not. well, rheema was wid her mum and little bro. rheema's mum was a blabber. talked about how rheema talked about me to her... so obviously rheema knows me. haha funny. rheema was so red when her mum was speaking. it was like a girl's mum doing all the hassles of confessing a huge crush on someone for the benefit of her daughter... haha, i'm assuming things. but that was how i perceived it. big coincidence though to see them there. said they were on thier way to padre garcia where a relative of thems is living. then, went separate ways. i hope i rheema again in UP...

no volleyball this week. teacher is in marawi city - maybe doing some muslim country stuff.

there is a rat inside the unit. so jejo bought racumin. rat-killer. the hell with those rats.

i have a brain model that's half-finished and is made up of papier-mache. i hope it dries on time. i'm currently finding alternatives to the medium because it appears that papier-mache hardly cooperates.

last time, len and me and ayen watched the island... cool movie. i wanted to watch 'if only' though. but len got her way. i got scared that maybe she'd be a crybaby if she didn't have it. haha. len's a darling. the word tough is not in her vocabulary...

my buddy in the volleyball club is one inch away from being a female. mark is a transexual. and i don't like him... her... him. almost everyone in the volleyball club are trannys, so i defered. i can't breathe when they throw glances at me and whisper somethings to their friends who are also trannys... yuck. the hell with those freaks.

i have plenty of new photos in my phone. i just can't get to upload them here. i can't find a way to relay it on the computer... i need an infra-red device...

i beated mum during our latest Scrabble game. there was a bet. i told her that she should buy me a cd burner if i win. and i did. so she's indebted to me... haha. go me!

i checked my weight - i gained two pounds... not bad.

i have a blockmate who is always texting me short messages that always gets me confused. one evening she texted me a "good night". the next morning, she said "good morning". the next day she said "hello..." what's could possibly be happening to her??

tin is already 18. yey! she treated us at chocolate kiss... the food was yummy! my tummy craves for more.

that it. till next time. i hope i get the photos uploaded here...

-here-

Defer

Heya.

i attended the guardian-ward-day at ecosoc. i didn't know i was a guardian until yesternight, when ayen told me that i was. grrffff, lar, i dowanna be a guardian. i don't want to lose my phone credits for apps who doesn't even care about the pesos i lose every time i text them.

we had egg game and we landed at second place. damn arvon, he was so cheating because he was so close from his groupmates so he throws just a little distance, and he was so cheating lah... it was fun nevertheless.

then geog. umm, nothing happened.

then lunch at katag with ace and rc.

then cdc at ecosoc. children were freaky.

then cwts. still nothing happened. boring discussion.

then volleyball club. shit. i'm deferring from the club because virtually everyone in that damned club is gay... brrrr, lar. they're scary. they're so into not volleyball, just wanted to boot the guys out yeah like get out of ma face... My membership to that damn club is a no-no. like, i'm not venturing to somewheres where gay people were more butchy than jail people. the girls were fun though. but none is as beautiful as *******.

looking forward to tomorrow. lentot and me's going to watch pinoy blonde. indy film. i hope len doesn't bring anyone who's oppressive. i dowanna be spaced out. i'm trying to convince ayen and nina to come, but they don't want to... so it's me and lentot... and her friends... if she'll bring anyone.

huff. wisdom tooth is still aching. dammit.

tomorrow is tin's birthday yahoo! she's turning 18. so tomorrow is a special day. i wonder what i'll give her. been planning to give her havaiana, because gurls like havaiana, but they expensive, and i can't find one. ugh, girls - weird species of man. always likes the expensive things. they're so unusual. and they smell different too... gurls.

hmmm, that it. i'm still pissed of the up volleyball club...

-pissed-

Aching

hy.

been back from cellos. lav was with me and she's now gone, went home to sm. we had lunch at world chicken. yummy yummy food. weird sauces. weird dips.

my tooth is aching - wisdom tooth. arghhfff...

len and me were texting late last night. funny she, didn't i was me. me pretended stalking, she's so snobby to stalkers, so good thing she guessed me right in the end. i lacked some sleep.

now, my tooth is still aching, and i feel weak. gotsa drink milk.

got a new haircut from bench fix. i look like - different. i guess it suits me. i like my new cut. i don't have to comb it.

it feels cold to take a bath because there's no more hair to protect my head from ice cold water. brrr...

mmm, later.

-aching-

Orientation

dum-dee-dumdi-dumm
dum-dee-dumdi-dumm

hayhay, kamusta naman ako??

i've had one of my best volleyball matches since who-knows-when yesterday. i'm beginning to regain my lost talent - yuck, as if there was any. i hope this holds, i can't deal with prof having to talk me out on sermons because i was lagging behind everyone else or something lar...

i went to as a while ago for orientation of something about the volleyball games to be held tomorrow. bimbim was there too. after the orientation, bimbim and me went out to kfc and had a lunch out. bimbim and hawe were cool people, i hope we get well along.

then i went home, and jejo was toting with his electric guitar with his lemur-looking band mate. they're creating music, and this is just not my time to hear noise, so i decided to blog. then now, and i can't think of what i will do next...

hhmmmm, maybe i'll watch closer... i still haven't. i'll have a movie marathon.

check on you later, Torian!

-oriented-

Improving

Yey!!

UP won in their last match against La Salle. Haha. They were really good, they're improving. First they beat UST, then they topped La Salle. I wonder who's next?? Lala.

i wanna get my hair cut. the curls keep jutting out. they're as riotous now as ever...

mmm, maybe this weekend...

-anticipating-

Orange

blug.

ugh, i'm scared shit of the color of my urine... twas coming out orange. what the hell could have happened to me? i'm itching lots but i dunno where to scratch. nerves are failing - stupid botox. i'm having the late side effects of the wretched drug.

volleyball lesson turned up good. prof divided class by gender and divided genders into groups. two groups per gender. some guys ended up in the girl's groups though... got a match with the other group. played well, we won. i blocked my former team captain, but the ball still went in, but i was able to put my hands on the ball anyways...

mmm. i saw her a while ago. she's as dashing as always. but this is taboo.

-home-

Quiz

hey!

had first quiz in econ101 a while ago. relatively easy although i got the last question wrong... sayang. but i was good. i'm expecting a high grade.

taho is fantastic, always hyped my mood.

mmm... that it.

later!

-quiz-

GK

Hawdee!!

Yesterday was a most awesome day. my organization in UP went to Payatas dumps to build houses for those who were affected by the landslide. it was a project entitled GK Build. it was wicked!!

we went there by jeep. we were asked to wear old clothes coz we will paint and carry hollow blocks and break ground something. so it went, with my bandana on. when we were there, i almost vomitted coz the stench was too much. it smelled like rotten fish and ammonia and dead somethings put together. so we went our way to the residential part of the dumps, and when we got there, we were greeted by the community people who were constructing their own houses by themselves. so we gave a hand: some fus painted, some broke the ground and carried the broken soil to the dumps, some talked to the townsfolk. so basically everyone was doing something. i opted to do everything.

first i sandpapered the doors. they said it was preliminary to painting the doors with brown paint. i shouldn't stop smoothening the doors until the white paint is almost powdered. i helped jinky and tin do the job on two doors. then after that, we waited for the paint to come. while waiting, i got my hand on the shovel or whatever it was to do some ground breaking. it was fun, but tiresome, and i was all sweat. luckily i wore my deo spray, else i would have smelled like the dumps. then paint was ready, and we painted two doors. after that, we ate at the community school... there was pancit, and chocolate bread whatever, and coke, and other simple food.

and jared was there, and i can't understand why she have to do me every favor she can think of. she even ate the siu mai that i wasn't able to eat. she was: "alam mo sayang, akin na, ako na lang kakain..." yeah. although there were still lots of siu mais in the remaining containers... and she blabbering about being soft and gentle to everything around, or words to that effect. she's confusing. and she kept on calling my name. geez.

no. not my type.

i was sure she was flirting.

yes i am!!

but i don't like her. besides... i can't.

anyways. that was it. after the work, we were all exhausted, and we have no more transpo, so we commuted back to UP. on the jeep, i talked to ate May, and she was so sweet. more of my type. but again, i can't flirt with her... but i like her. mmm. yeah. she was very kind. then me and lav were dropped off at the Shopping Center and we ate at rodics. basically, lav talked about how she hated her eyes...

then, we went our separate ways. i planned to have a movie marathon at house but i can't coz i've gots no time. but i borrowed two movies anyways. the pacifier and miss congeniality 2. i need breathing space, so i opted for comedy.

by the way, i borrowed two sandra brown books from albee yester yester yesterwhatverdays. i'm working on the first one entitled Where there's Smoke.

mari, our neighbor, is currently working on how to unlock her unit. she locked it from inside, and now she can't enter. poor her. been like that for the last hour.


mmm, that it. till next time!

-worked out-

Guilty

hey.

len's birthday today. greeted her in ygroup and mms. tomorrow is kim's birthday. greeted him in ygroup.

hey, something to tell you. last wednesday, we did exercise in geog and we were grouped by fours and i was grouped with ellen. someone lah. then we were working and we were all looking in one legend, and i almost kissed ellen because she was stooping so close. haha. naughty me, grrr, she was looking back. argghhh, pretty hot situation. luckily, i detached from her hazel eyes, else rya'd get mad at me.

naughty me.

not the time to mess around when eyes are not looking.

-guilty-

Crossed

i'm gonna try something. i hope this works. *fingers crossed*

i've been reading some of ma friends' blogs, and i found a poem that goes like this:

for the last time,
listen to my heart.
listen to its beating.
listen to my soul.
listen to its aching.

don't you hear anything?
don't you hear my heart
calling out your love?
don't you hear my soul
calling out your soul?
in the wilderness,
this heart,
this soul
is calling out your name.

hear me,
for the last time.

-linnie

...

mmm, very beautiful poem. first time i read it, it struck me. i've posted the poem here last time but i deleted the entry because i said something bad about someone in UP in the entry. and circumstances forced me to delete it lar. nevertheless, i copied the poem again, because i want it to appear here. the poem somehow reminds me of someone from my high school days. beautiful poem.

uh, i'm sick of trying to fit in. i'm the weirdest of weirdos, yeah, as if my self-esteem needs more beating. shit lar, life's so uncool. gotta find some people who'd hook up wid my absurdities.

but here in UP, no one seems to fit with me.

i wrote my assignment in psych101. prof asked us to write things that would introduce us to her, actually the title of the exercise was "who am i..." the purpose is obvious. well, i wrote things that would basically define me, but writing doesn't seem to open me up. words are failing me - words are betraying my definition.

or maybe i'm just really absurd to even be defined by the dictionary of mortals. shit lah.

i want to go to nepal. life is more simple there. you don't have to be not yourself to live. argghhh, when i'm with people, i'm never myself. i try hard to be the person that they want out of me. grrr, out of bounds man. i'm running a life that's out of my league.

good thing there is darryl and aizel. been sending me messages and been keeping in touch. kept me alive. breathing.

i'm gonna try something. i hope this works. *fingers crossed*

met a friend named bimbim. bimbim is from psych and is my classmate in volleyball. i think we're friends. the person is simple, and the life that bimbim lives seems liveable. we're joining the volleyball club. just in case we spend more time together, i wanna know friendship outside the confines of my cruel world... in econ... wish me luck.

here's to bimbim...

-hoping-

Photo-editor

Me's the best photo editor in the world!! YEAH!

ayt, in my world.

well, i've got lotsa photos in my pc.i got here early from lipa so i decided to waste time editing unclear photos. good thing i was pretty good doing adobe. eyes got a little tired though, but twas worth it. take a look...


me, len, and ayen

that is the edited one. forgot where i put the original one but the original photo was dark and i can't distinguish me from len from ayen. so me did magic and now you can distinctly pinpoint who is me and who are the externalities... nyaha!!

another one:


me when i was kid

that was my 2 year old photo, of course when i was two years old... so it is like 15 years old now. when you see the real photo, it's full of scratches and strange imprints and whatever, and now it ... uhh, well, it still has those dots but i think i can clearly see my face now. yeah.

and now i realize how photogenic i am since young... cool...

maybe i'll post some of these stuff some other time.

me still:

don't you think me's cute?? haha. that's why lotsa gurls fall for me... haha, wicked!

uh, the narcistic me.

til next time!

-me-