Life in Slowmo

I hate rainy days. It’s so dramatic, so teary and wet. People’s movement and mind motions are all in slow motion. Life in itself is in slow motion when it’s raining. Time slows down – I don’t know if it’s the heavy air that drags the hands of clocks backwards but it definitely is really painfully dragging.

But not today, strange things happened. Its drizzling when I went down the road with my jeans folded up, I held on tightly to my umbrella and then the song played. This particularly day I feel all so bubbly and cheerful because I have a new rainy day song. For some unknown bizarre reason I love walking under the rain. I guess just for today.

I don’t like Ben Lee that much but I love him today for his song. If today is the last day of my existence, I don’t feel sad. It doesn’t matter if I don’t have someone who’ll love me like the world is ending but I know I have the love for people and the feeling is as strong as the end of the world.

Happy rainy Wednesday guys. Go grab your hot coco, stare at the window and think of happy thoughts.

Heaven on the Web

First of all I would like to thank Marco for sharing the site.

Early today I was going through my usual chat thing with Marco which includes:
1.) regular “musta” routine that would then lead to hallmark moments (miss you miss you too routine that could run for around 5 minutes).
2.) love life inquiry (ssdd – the one still missing)
3.) future marriage plans (far far billionth power future plans) – where we would eventually marry each other in our old age (ganyan kame mag-usap hehehe gaguhan)
4.) current events (which was about Glorietta for today)
5.) movies (wasn’t tackled this morning)
6.) people we know (gossip segue)
7.) my Ben (and Marco’s lack of a Bena)
8.) BOOKS (current book we’re reading – yes ganito ka-boring)

My good mood today was brought about the chat I had with him this morning, we usually end our chats with book related matters, our real topic of discussion - the reason that prolonged our conversation (and friendship hehehe joke!). I still feel proud that it was through me that Marco became a reader (before) and now a convert – a book addict. He reads a lot now and that makes me truly proud. He’s one of my accomplishments – his love for books now is one of my shinning moments hehehe. I know it sounds really shallow but I am a proud and doting wing(wo)man when it comes to Marco’s reading habits. The book I gave him as a gift early on our friendship (his first bday that I got the chance to witness, we were just new friends then) was his first book (The Little Prince). Okay enough with history and going back to my good mood :D Marco gave me this book lover’s site. An amazing site that made me logged on for 6 straight hours today (my very first visit to the site). I feel guilty that my attention for work is divided due to the fact that I am busy pimping my page hehehe. I was busy reading comments, joining a book club and adding lists to my shelf and reading lists. It’s a nirvana for book enthusiasts like moi and Marco (who by the way have 40 books already in his shelf). I am so excited that I now want to go home, get my book inventory and add everything I own and books I have already read to my account.

The site I’m raving about? It’s Shelfari… the site for book worms, book critics and everyone who loves reading. Do join guys and add me up to your list of book friends.

Don't know how to react to the revelation that Dumbledore is gay. Not that this info made me less respect him, I still think very highly of him however it just complicate things for the young readers. I just hope this news don't confuse the youngsters. Oh well, life and it's colorful twists and turns.

AD Inc. Party

I attended AD Inc.’s (my friend Joel’s company) first year anniversary and formal launch party last night with Jenny. The event was held at Absinth Greenbelt 3 (yes sosyal si Lolo Joel) and was attended by the company’s families, friends, contractors, suppliers & valued clients (ginaya ko lang order of acknowledgement ni Jo). Too bad I wasn’t able to get a pic of Jo in his encyclopedia/ Electrolux salesman get up. And his speech was something – short -- painfully short -- in fact it wasn’t an address it was a shout out hehehe. But in fairness I am so proud of him, he’s talented and creative, focused, accomplished and passionate to his craft. More power and goodluck to Joel and the whole About Designs Inc. family! More projects, more blessings and more success to you all!

Here are pics of moi and Jenny while entertaining ourselves at the party hehehe (yep picture when no one is looking). We went home triumphant – we both won Marks & Spencer goodies in the raffle.

Food & drinks poured in and it was great seeing familiar (friends) & faces from the architecture and design industry (most of them friends through Joel hehehe).

It Means Nothing - Stereophonics

I *heart* this song very much *sigh*

Did we lose ourselves again?
Do we take in what's been said?
Do we take the time to be
All the things we said we'd be
And we bury heads in sand
But my future's in my hands
It means nothing
It means nothing

You can find yourself a God
Believe in which one you want
'Cos they love you all the same
They just go by different names
When we fly our flag today
Are you proud or just ashamed?
It means nothing
It means nothing

It means nothing
It means nothing
It means nothing
[It Means Nothing lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

If I haven't got you
If I haven't got you
If I haven't got you
If I haven't got you

And the sun sets in the sky
You're the apple of my eye
If the bomb goes off again
In my brain or on the train
I hope that I'm with you
'Cos I wouldn't know what to do
It means nothing
It means nothing

It means nothing
It means nothing
It means nothing
If I haven't got you
If I haven't got you
If I haven't got you
If I haven't got you

The Click Five

View from the Top, with Jenny

Life in OR... An Expectator's Point of View

I was in the mood for sappy and chaotic hospital life last night so I set the DVD to a season 3 marathon of Grey’s Anatomy. I came across this great song from Travis used on episode 13 (Six Days part 1) here’s the video courtesy of youtube:



If I told you a secret
You won't tell a soul
Will you hold it and keep it alive
Cause it's burning a hole
And I can't get to sleep
And I can't live alone in this lie

So look up
Take it away
Don't look da-da-da- down the mountain

If the world isn't turning
Your heart won't return
Anyone, anything, anyhow

So take me don't leave me
Take me don't leave me
Baby, love will come through it's just waiting for you

Well I stand at the crossroads
Of highroads and lowroads
And I got a feeling its right

If it's real what I'm feeling
There's no make believing
The sound of the wings of the flight of a dove

Take it away
Don't look da-da-da down the mountain
If the world isn't turning
Your heart won't return anyone anything anyhow...

So take me don't leave me
Take me don't leave me
Baby, love will come through it's just waiting for you

So look up
Take it away
Don't look da-da-da- down

If the world isn't turning
Your heart won't return anyone anything anyhow...

So take me don't leave me
Take me don't leave me
Baby, love will come through it's just waiting for you

Love will come through
Love will come through
Love will come through

So while I am in my Grey’s Anatomy good mood I am posting here some of the marvelous lines from season 3 that made me ponder and think about my own life a little (alright it’s a lie, I rationalized on every line big time).

(Meredith) At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important happy ever after, just that it’s happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in a while people may even take your breath away.

(Meredith) Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.

(Meredith) Change, we don’t like it, we fear it, but we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change or we get left behind. And it hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn’t is lying. But here’s the truth: the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good. Oh, sometimes, change is ... everything.

(Preston) Cristina, I could promise to hold you, and to cherish you. I could promise to be there, in sickness and in health. I could say till death do us part. But I won't. Those vows are for optimistic couples, the ones full of hope. I do not stand here on my wedding day optimistic or full of hope. I am not optimistic. I am not hopeful. I am sure. I am steady. I'm a heart man. Take 'em apart, put 'em back together, hold them in my hands. I am a heart man. So this, I am sure. You are my partner. My lover. My very best friend. My heart. My heart beats for you. And on this day, the day of our wedding, I promise you this. I promise you to lay my heart in the palm of your hands, I promise you... me.

(Izzie) I am an optimist. I am a fool. I am not sure. Because I'm your best friend, because I love you, if what you want is to be with Callie then I will do everything in my power to support you and help you make your marriage work. But because I'm your best friend, because I love you, I also have to say... that I'm in love with you. I'm in love with you. I can't promise a future, I can't promise perfection, because we're us, I'm me and you're you. No one knows what will happen. But in my heart, I am sure. I'm in love with you George. And I hope you're in love with me too.

CRISTINA: "What am I supposed to say? 'I swear to love and cherish you every moment of everyday of my life?' I mean, that's not real. I mean, that's not how it works, right?"

CALLIE: "It does, at first, but then it..."

MEREDITH: "It passes."

IZZIE: "No it doesn't. You guys are just used to it, that's all. You already have it, you have that thing everybody else wants. You can take it for granted, but let me tell you, if you didn't - if you couldn't be with the person that you love, I guarantee that hearing him promise you, love you and honor you and cherish you, no matter what, it would be pretty much all you could think about."

CRISTINA: "Wait, can you say that again? Just slowly."

MEREDITH: "You're talking about Denny, right?

IZZIE: "Right."

(Meredith) What's worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should've healed years ago and never did? Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we've been and what we've overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That's what we like to think. But that's not the way it is, is it? Some things we just have to learn over and over and over again.

(Meredith) We all think we’re going to be great and we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren’t met. But sometimes expectations sell us short. Sometimes the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected. You got to wonder why we cling to our expectations, because the expected is just what keeps us steady. Standing. Still, the expected is just the beginning, the unexpected is what changes our lives

(George) Everytime I look at you... I feel better. It shocks me. It knocks my wind out, but it's true. I don't have to have sex with you, I'd be happy just look at you from across the room. Even that, anything, any piece of you. And, hopefully, all of you... that'd be the best thing. Because I love you…

What the H*@#

I’ve been very lazy lately especially when this blog site is concerned. Must be because I’m tied up with a lot of work, I catch up with friends a lot lately and must be because I read too much & watch DVDs heavily that is why my work in this site is not that productive (define productive in such blog sites? entries, dahlin… entries). I don’t have the heart to abandon this site yet. I still feel that one day someday this will be alive & kicking with some occasional bouncing up & down once again. I thought about making this site a photoblog – let the photos speak for themselves. That way I don’t have to write descriptions & stories anymore but I can’t do that..., I talk – a lot. So this site being a silent sanctuary will not gonna happen, ever.

I am now again on my morbidity (is there such a word?) mode. Last year I buried my nose on The Bell Jar, Prozac Nation and The Virgin Suicides. This year I’m into Ramones, Edie Sedgwick, Jim Morrison and Ian Curtis – dead Rockstars & a belle. I have again reached the saturation point of my existence for this year. I worry too much about the new season of Grey’s Anatomy, Ugly Betty and Desperate Housewives. I’m panicking over my insufficient time spent on reading. I worry over Rory Gilmore and why she took a year off Yale on Season 6. I feel bad over my inadequate knowledge of Andy Warhol. I am bothered by a lot of unimportant things. I am again running away from sanity.

By the time I get better I’ll post a great entry. Until then, I’ll just be here posting garbage.

Redbox

Joel, Zie & Gabs