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| Tuesday, August 31, 2004 |
| laugh lines |
saturday. coffee with Macky and Gue in Una Mas deciphering the possibilities of giving male makeovers among other things. then off to Temple with Chris, Alexis and Cecile...then Peligro and Azurro. Long and possibly exhausting night but not without its perks and dancing drunkeness.
sunday. smoked a hookah and lounged on pillows in this Persian-type restaurant located behind Tiananmen Bar with Tim. Pretty trippy. Loved the vanilla flavors and my mango shake. Tim also lent me a good book im consuming now - Fast Food Nation which inadvertedly pushed a craving for french fries. oh great.
Last night I had some final-run-rum-cokes with the Debster in Absinthe with the tunes of Wunjo backing us up. Also heard from Martin who sounds so glad to be all settled in New York. Ended up in Capones (Peligro is closed on Mondays) where we whooped it up with Caco till the doors came closing. I finally got the LIVE.STRONG yellow bracelet i've wanted for months.  Thanks Caco!
Spent today in AIM with Kathy, Sonny and Marco. Sometimes I do miss living in school with all the riot stories and cigarettes. Internet finally up and running again. I've had to resort to using the wireless in Seattle's Best and using my phone to check my yahoo mail. Simple dinner with Frances in Kulinarya as we purged ourselves with our latest delights and future possibilities. I can't stop thinking and looking forward to my new plum-blue car. Once the rain stops, time for a roadtrip! Batangas beaches! you gotta love it.
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| Milarepa moment |
“And all these strange thoughts cloud your mind and make you lose all track of time
Wear your heart up on your sleeve, escape to a city where you know every street
And every step of the way let your mood brighten
So keep going now, don’t be frightened.”
- from the song “Horizon” sung by Ashby
She silently opens the large wooden door with as little noise as possible, with fears of waking the man who slumbered on the sofa in a heap of drowsy and boredom. Only a cigarette was desired company at this time when disheartened tears had want to burst. And so she walked off. It was nearing two in the morning and the movie they had been watching now just emitted a buzzing message from the big screen. No comfort could be found in the empty embrace, no substance enough to merit sleep.
Amazing how the suburban street twisted in silence. No chirping sounds or night howls emanated the air. Not even bugs she had long been accustomed to in her insomnia-ridden childhood. Only the moon’s random light guided her to stand far enough in the sidewalk. And then she lit her cigarette.
In between gasps of air, thoughts of severance darted through her vessels like a needle trying to get out. But there it stayed. A reprieve of tears rejected. Then out of nowhere, a loud hissing noise came from straight ahead. What could that be, a snake? Another strange animal maybe? It seemed to echo that whole empty expanse that it was a wonder no one had woken up and rushed out in panic. But she stood her ground even if she was shaking in dread of the black vastness. It could have been just paralyzed in peril. I could die tonight and no one would know, she thought. And then the sounds grew in number. From a number of directions that all seemed aimed at her.
“Now I really should run into the house.” Glance down at the cigarette.
“But then I’d never know what the sounds were. And will always wonder.” So she stood her ground once more.
They didn’t seem to be approaching, but the sounds had grown persistent and rooted on their own points of the perimeter. Then without warning, a tall pallid figure pierced the shadows from across the street that towered several feet above her. By now her heart had reached a pacing frenzy and one step would likely conclude in a tumble on the pavement. “It’s too late to get away even if I run now”, she resigned. A fluid like movement crawled at her feet ready to cover it if not for the slight incline of the sidewalk.
This she looked over, forcing herself to ignore the sound and panic reminiscent of suspense films she had gorged over before. If only there was a soundtrack in real life so we could know if something bad was about to happen. But like in those thrillers we watch, where the climax was faked into your eagerness, cue calm melody. She saw that the liquid was just water. She looked up and squinted with the help of moonlight – the sound was coming from the neighbors sprinklers that automatically turned on at the dead of night. And one spout broke to release a mass of water that created a large, tall fountain of white.
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| Saturday, August 21, 2004 |
| goodbye, chunky rice |
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| Thursday, August 19, 2004 |
| i couldn't have said it better myself! |
Quickie:
Strangers remind you of friends. It's time to start over. Keep expanding the circle.
Overview:
If you wake up in the mood to hibernate, do everything you can to pull it off. Every now and then, it's necessary to take a judicious retreat. It's your turn. Of course, if you have the right company, it might not be necessary -- it's mandatory! |
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| Wednesday, August 18, 2004 |
| i've been excited and waiting for this... |
I Love Google!
SAN JOSE, Calif. - Initial shares of Google Inc. were priced late Wednesday at $85, the low end of a range revised downward just hours earlier, humbling expectations for the most ballyhooed Internet company public stock offering since the dot-com boom went bust.
Still, the offering remains one of the biggest and most highly anticipated for an Internet business, surpassing most of the hot tech issues of the 1990s. It will make billionaires — at least on paper — of founders Sergey Brin and Larry Page, who started Google six years ago.
The final initial public offering price, set through an unorthodox auction that alienated many on Wall Street, means the stock will likely debut on the Nasdaq Stock Market on Thursday. The $85 price values the world's most popular search engine at $23.1 billion, more valuable than companies such as Amazon.com Inc., with a market cap of $16 billion and Lucent Technologies Inc., valued at $13.5 billion.
The IPO raised $1.67 billion.
Earlier Wednesday, Google significantly lowered its estimated per-share price range to between $85 and $95, down from the previous range of $108 to $135. In a move that should buoy prices, it reduced the number of shares to be sold to 19.6 million from 25.7 million.
If the stock had debuted at the high end of the original estimate, it would have raised as much as $3.6 billion and given Google a market cap as high as $36 billion.
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| posted by maldita @ 11:14 PM
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| the simple pleasures |
I'm not in the mood to write so forgive the very sparse entry. But like the title says, it's the simple things right?
- last night Debbie and i had a delightful evening. Started out with gorging on sisig at Dencio's in Rockwell (only a girl friend can understand pigging out on a pig hehe)
- we then caught the late night showing of The Village. Oh man. I started out by saying I was going to kill her if this kept me awake later than my usual 4am habit but MAN!That was such a good call! It was definitely a great movie which ironically erased all traces of cynicism in the system. What amazes me about Shyamalan is how he can create a script that can depict the depths of humanity within the idiosyncracies of the present time.
- then on to capones for a last drink. And we literally meant it this time. we didn't go home drunk or the least bit tipsy but immensely enjoyed the conversation.
- today im trying out the wireless internet in Seattle's Best Rockwell brought to you by Airborne Access. I've tried several other providers in the past month hoping to find one last haven for us wireless internet junkies. It didn't work in the beginning (as usual) but their effective customer service rep changed that. Now if only these places would give us extension cords for our batteries before they konk out.
- had a drink with my beloved ex-boyfriend Miguel. It was nice just catching up a bit and poking fun at each other as always. Nice to know after four years, we're still good buddies.
- Oh and i drove to rockwell today. weeee! |
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| Friday, August 13, 2004 |
| yes im bored. |
decided, due to better judgment, to stay home tonight. Friday...oh yeah it's friday the thirteenth but as if that's relevant in any way. Sifted through several journals, blogs blah-blah...and congrats to the mad dater for her new orkut account...
i swear if i hear that damn hooba-stink band one more time i'm going to fling my foot at that radio. Auuugh!
so going through everyone's posts, it seems as if they are all gushing about Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Sigh. It is such a great movie, i know. which is why i literally forced people to watch it. Read previous posts from June in SF. I do think people here in manila should stop looking for it on pirated DVD copies because it is SO worth watching in the movie theater 0R just buy your own copy! I'm glad i got to watch it in a dark theater with just jim, dean etc. - it was practically deserted! I actually felt like the words were echoing in my ears. beeyootiful!
awww...Tangerine.
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| i don't understand my horoscope |
Daily Scorpio Forecast:
You're thinking seriously about closing the distance between you and a dear one. Before you assault your Visa for a ridiculously high last-minute plane fare or drive too many hours on too little sleep, at least stop and think about it. |
| posted by maldita @ 9:09 AM
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| daily doses |
feel like i've been such a bad friend to this journal. i haven't really been writing but its for a good reason: i can't open up the way i used to anymore. There are just too many involved individuals that will get affected by my perceptions and brutal shit that its better to just shut up. This has become more like a public newspaper of my life with "responsible journalism" than an outlet for incumbent emotions and much-needed release. So i've gone back to my real journal. the written word with a traditional pen and paper. It could also be because i finally found one i can keep - bought it in Citylights Bookstore with a hard back and bright silver letters that depict how insane my mind could be. If i just let it. I think of it like a Pandora's box where i can hide.
Sometimes there are things better left unsaid. I had this misconception that to reveal memories and thoughts would help them last longer. Wrong. They should be kept within the privacy of the people involved. Then they can dip into that well to fish out a few smiles or inside jokes that could last a lifetime. Instead of draining it to emptiness. So now i take back the answers i gave all those who asked me "why do you keep a blog?". i changed my mind.
This doesn't mean i'm going to close this blog...maybe someday i'll find the guts to write again. But for now, let's just leave the voyeuristic internet for my opinions on movies, songs, daily routines and excerpts.
I read three books last week:
- The Fuck-up by Arthur Nersesian
- Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami
- Olivia Joules and The Overactive Imagination by Helen Fielding
all very entertaining and i highly recommend them. Haha, im obviously not good enough to give a more descrip review - i'll leave that to the smarter, well-read guys like Ramon and Martin. Started reading about 5 pages into Life of Pi but it hasn't captured me enough to allow me to finish as quickly as the others. Visited the Manila Book Fair with Martin yesterday and as usual, he provided me with enough recommendations to last me the next few months. Next purchase will be Umberto Eco's The Name of The Rose. Hmm have to remember to get his recommended list before he departs. sniff. will really miss my good buddy.
Aside from all this, have just been busy with the jobhunt, meetings with headhunters, preparing grant application for Bloodlines docu and practicing my driving. You get the picture. wink wink.
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| Monday, August 09, 2004 |
| miss me? |
i've just been hiding out in my proverbial cave..
there comes a time when priorities surface and I must focus on these more important matters.
but here's the lyrics to my current favorite song - and to all those who whimper and whine, remember that there are more important things in life!
guy singing - blue
girl singing - pink
Would someone please call a surgeon
who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
that you deserted for better company
I can't accept that it's over
and I will block the door
like a goalie attending the net
in the third quarter
of a tied game rivalry
so just say how to make it right
and I swear I'll do my best to comply
tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
I feel I must interject here
you're getting carried away
feeling sorry for yourself
with these revisions and gaps in history
so let me help you remember
I've made charts and graphs
that should finally make it clear
I've prepared a lecture
on why I have to leave
so please back away and let me go
I can't my darling; I love you so oh oh
tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
than making you my bride and slowly growing old together.
Don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future
You know I won't hear right if you keep tearing out the sutures
I know that I have made mistakes
and I swear I'll never wrong you again
You've got a lure I can't deny
but you've had your chance
so say goodbye
Say goodbye
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