the past few days have been pretty cool; on tuesday watched moonstar88 and parokya ni edgar at 70’s bistro. they made my night when they sang the classic chikinini. on wednesday watched kjwan (jorel’s new band.. with marc abaya) at millenia, and celebrated the dawn of my birthday with good music. i got to meet karl roy, that was pretty rad. got some more good stuff to look forward to for the week, vince is coming and i have a farty on saturday. come come come! 0919.259.2097

my ass turned 22 today. i would’ve made really big spontaneous plans, but of course i had the shittiest time last night and this morning because of this damn cold that came from the middle of nowhere. i hate colds. i’d rather have diarrhea than have a cold- at least i can read while pooing, or call up people (which is fun, you should try it). no one really seems to mind anyway, until they hear you flush. and then you can say your goodbyes. but being stuck with a runny nose and a perpetually empty kleenex box, that’s just no fun. no one seems to admire the cute little squares that my tissues get folded into either. everyone probably knows when i get a cold, cos those little tissue residues show up everywhere imaginable, like little horny white rabbits multiplying into every possible dimension. it used to drive my brother nuts when i left them in the car. see, sniffles are just not fun at all.. hooray for pooing! and hooray for the good food at cena.. oink!

it’s been an interesting year. i want to get all sentimental, but i ran out of kleenex.. maybe tomorrow.

i just came back tonight from cebu. no major stories to be told, except that vince is a budding politician. who would’ve thunk! (hehe jk) he’s a good guy though. but politics just scare me, to be honest with you. its funny when you realize that you’re not a student anymore. anyway in cebu i went on a couple of skim-boarding stints, and sucked badly so i indulged myself on a lot of food and sleep.. went to a club in the city called “brix”, where my legs gave up on dancing. they were really on it though.. i’m so out of shape.

i recently re-read the catcher in the rye. boy, holden can really get to you. i swear to god, he can. the way he thought reminded me somewhat of high school, being sick of all these phonies and all. hah ;) what a crack. he kills me, he really does.

where have i gone? the biggest mystery is why i’m still jetlagged after a week here in manila. the only hiatus was this saturday when ivan had a party and i stayed till 330am. dropped off plek along quezon ave in front of classmate, i was entertained by his stories of lurid encounters with the women and establishments that dot the strip. what a character.

this is tracy. she works at ABS-CBN, had lunch with her the other day. isn’t she cute? anyway, the past few days have been spent playing dr. mario with joes. hours and hours of dr. mario. i have to download one of those NES emulators one of these days.. that will spell doom upon me, then i’ll finally fall hopelessly into the oblivion of an eternal summer bum, festering into a glub of incoherent human tissue. tomorrow i leave for cebu until sunday to visit vincent. yay! oh by the way, lookout for the hidden links.. move your mouse over the text, there might be some more stuff to what i’m talking about. blah.

chalk one up for andrea! here they are before they headed out for some hot makeout session. isn’t she a stud?! let’s just pray her parents never see my website. you gotta hand it to her though, she’s got game! fo shizzle my nizzle!

i like travelling alone, you get to meet really interesting people. yesterday i met this medical professor from boston who was gonna give a talk somewhere in manila. in the course of our random conversations, he was telling me about nitrous oxide forming inside the cabin of deep-diving vessels as a result of the pressure, which makes for a really awesome high. hmm. his son was an engineer by training, and now works in a lab with huge refrigerators containing the heads of whales. he does research about sonic communications or whatever, and studies the internal workings of whales to better understand them and build better navigation systems for submarines. its a big world out there.

last night saw a bunch of my good friends, i really missed them! ended up in san francisco coffee with mon and matt, who were studying for med shit, and gino, joey, mikkel, gus, big… good ol’ days. apparently, big’s naked pictures are doing a few rounds on local e-mails.. what a stud!!

quick blog.. last night i went to the saddle ranch, and rode the mechanical bull! fun times :D andrea also scored and made out with a scottish dude!! maybe if i was brit, she’d make out with me. too bad i’m a small brown asian man.. who loves to bite. anyway, in a few minutes i’m leaving for manila, and will miss the socal crowd. i’m sure i’ll be back soon, its too much fun over here.. ;)

i feel like a high school kid cramming a project. well, i sorta am anyway (not a kid, you shit), i’m cramming cos i’m technically leaving tomorrow for manila. the past few hours were spent designing and printing CD covers for a hush hush set of tracks that i’m burning for fun, because jj, narcs and andre are money! in between, i managed to make a few small logos for the design company joey, gino and i are setting up. also been researching these new otter boxes that would make a really nice upgrade to my spy recording arsenal. i wonder how manila would be? i wonder what adventure awaits! but before then, i’m busy making copies of this disc. they’ll be online soon, check it out. if you want a disc, let me know.

i am a musician in need of music. i want to be in a band.. desperately. *siigh*

5 out of 5 manilans have confirmed over the webcam.. that i look like F4. i’m sure its just my hair more than anything else. some of them said i can make money out of it, but there’s something wrong about dancing around without a shirt in front of the webcam. although i admit it was pretty fun.. or maybe its cos dima was cheering me on and called his sister to watch. i’m just kidding of course. ;) now your filthy mind is infected with images of me dancing in front of a camera shirtless. sexy or sick? well, yeah, ok, i’ll stop before you guys stop visiting my site. heehee. *oink*

this is kathlyn. behind her is the house of the osbournes. the poor schmuck from san francisco wanted to see them badly, and so we headed out disguised as japanese tourists. there were a handful of other spectators camping outside the osbourne abode, hoping to catch a glimpse of jack’s blubber, or whatever else floated their boats. i’m not a really big fan of the show, although black sabbath has been in healthy rotation on my playlist. afterwards, i had to take kath to a local bakery where to my horror she inhaled a slice of cake to satisfy her chocolate fix.. poor child. she made me feel guilty about spreading rumors back in manila that she got so fat she couldn’t fit through a doorway. if she reads this, she’ll probably never talk to me again, but we’ll continue eating when we’re together anyway. bwahahaha! oink!

a lot of my friends are leaving. i guess its a sign for me to bail out and head on over to the PI. aside from andre, narcs, and jj, alana is gearing up for psychopath grad school action and kathlyn begins paralegal white collar sweatshop labor next week. i’ve been fortunate that everyone has been randomly visiting me here in tarzana, or else i’d just cease to exist. at one point joes started to call me the ‘matrix’ hehe. its just so easy to lay and pig around.. its scary! will the summer slothfest get the best of me? help lovine from disappearing, visit him! let’s go drink!

i actually abstained from alcohol today. aside from being a sunday, i had the biggest headache this morning; but it was a small price to pay for the awesome time i had for jenny’s birthday! the sangria pre-party at her apartment left me in a really good party mood, and i just spent the rest of the night dancing. not to mention jenny is probably my fave dancing partner! it reminded me of erika coronel’s party at la jota way back in 99.. i can’t dance, but i can.. sometimes. ;) cheers to that, jenny! :D

drinking and driving? hell no! try drinking while driving. no, not beer. but chocolate cake. whoever invented that, should realize how many lives he/she can ruin with such an addictive concoction. is frangelico my new best friend? thanks to kathlyn for helping support my addictions..

been drinking 4 out of the past 5 days. it can get pretty scary. but anyway.. yesterday i hung out with my cousins, and it was pretty chill.. right up until i heard noises outside my house. at first i thought it was my neighbor nextdoor, and so i went outside to investigate. apparently, they were pat o’brien’s kids.. and i heard two guitars and the drums.. so i headed over, and they must’ve thought i was a disgruntled neighbor complaining about the noise. anyway, i ended up jamming with the kids. i plugged in my warwick into that wicked bass cabinet, and i fell in love with it. their equipment was just sick! the first thing i saw when i walked up was a paul reed smith and a classic les paul.. and easy 2000+ for each of them. good times, with good equipment. and it was really loud. REALLY loud. they’re so young, that they’d be really good when they get older.. i hope.

saturday i had the party, and it was fun. i always like the mix of people who come to my parties, it always gets interesting. i was glad that my neighbor donna came over, and she brought her friends. i’ve always wondered if there were kids my age in this neighborhood, much less people who came from LMU!! definitely have to hang out with her. aside from that, good times with old friends. its just stupid for other people to flake out, they don’t know what they’re missing.

on sunday my cousin had a graduation party, and i got pretty faded.. i thought it would be a stricly family affair, but two of my cousins whom i haven’t seen for a while were there, and its about time that we spent time to drink and what not. i had to drive home, but i was fine even though my grandmother witnessed me drink 6 coronas. monday and tuesday, andre and narcs have been coming over to lay down some tracks. we finished one with my sister singing, i’ll post them up on my site when all the songs are done. we’re kinda rushing though cos everyone’s about to leave… andre for notre dame, narcs for hawaii, and me to manila. jj, the lucky bastard is going to greece. yikes. this is the life of a bum.. ahh, yeah!

will my liver get damaged soon? i wish my body was more capable of making sense of the bitter sweetness of life. reality check.

i only saw a beautiful mind tonight. thank god there’s a second disc of bonus material, cos right now its keeping me from thinking about my imaginary prodigal roommate. the movie scared me to tell you the truth. yes, it scared me. on that delusional aspect, its just freaky to think about being haunted by non-existent (or are they) entities. on a more fundamental level, its scary to know that you’re at the mercy of your own delusions.. but are you really? if you’re strong enough to shut out the voices in your mind.. if you’re smart enough to know what is real, and what is not, perhaps then you’ll really know what’s inside my beautiful mind.. and what’s in yours.

you know you’ve been awake for too long when videos start to repeat more than twice on VH1’s insomniac music theater.. this sleeping pattern smells like summertime!

tiramisu_819: bad trip ka nung kinagat mo utong ko! akala tuloy ni monika na bakla tayo!