Friday, December 7, 2007

Go PSD!

Super bilis ng panahon. This picture was taken in December of 2006. Mutli-tasking ever: was checking episodic plug scripts, while doing my make-up for the grand PSD Christmas presentation, while volumizing my hair. But of course...I would always have the time to smile and pose for the click. Gandaaaa!



Can't remember if I was drunk na when this picture was taken. I've always been wild and ecstatic even without alcohol in my veins. Bwahaha! Oh and by the way, the lady beside me (Jaya's twin sister as we call her) -- her name is Edna. Eds for short. One of my closest friends in my department. We're not lovers! We just love to hug. Beth! (the other lady in orange) Kanin pa!!!


The EP-ECH-EM gelz got wet and wilder after a few cans of beer.

Looking forward to a sexier, wetter, and wackier Christmas party this year! 4 days to go!

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Once upon a time, there was a VHAHKLAHHH who prayed to the VHATHALAHHH for a KHAMpanion he could take to the KHANcert.
While the VAHKLAHHH was busy KHANtemplating and KHAMmunicating with the VHATHALAHHH, a voluptuous deity appeared from behind the tree.
At first the VHAKLAHHH was having SI-KHUN-TOTS if she was VHATHALAHHH's answer to his prayer... but the VHAKLAHHH soon felt a gush of wetness - the great reveal that she is, indeed, his KHAMpanion to the KHANcert.
The VHAHKLAHHH and the deity KHANversed all afternoon... and held hands under the giant tree in the middle of the forest.
Then went to watch the KHANcert.


THE END.





"Diwata ng ilog, alay namin sa iyo ang bungkos ng gumamelang ito. Sino sa amin ang iyong mamarapating makatagpo ng isang makisig na mangingibig?"



"E di siempre yung may hawak ng tangkay ng pulang gumamelang tangan ko."
"Oo, ikaw nga. Hmp!"











At nagkatagpo nga ang Diyosa at Bathala ng Gumamela.










THE END.




It's a happy day today despite the gloomy weather! Everyone's feeling high and perky. Must be too much MSG this morning and too much lechon during lunch. Or must probably be the song and the laughter during the shoot of the OPM music video.

But wait! There's more! Don't go yet. We're still rolling. More bloopers!

Now time to pose for Kapuso mag. And my wall paper.




ONE PROUD MAMA
One day you will be famous
A bigshot, superstar!
That's what your mama said
And now that's what you are.
She says, "My child, you take after me."
"I'm sure you agree."
'Though you laugh out loud,
You know what she's talking about.
All the things she said are true,
Now baby, look at you!
Time to let the whole world know
ONE PROUD MAMA, ONE PROUD MAMA
The one behind the star they know
ONE PROUD MAMA, ONE PROUD MAMA
Time for you to scream and shout
Show them what she's all about
ONE PROUD MAMA!
So Into My Own World

Leave me alone for now.
I just want to embrace myself in its entirety.
I do not want to care about you or what tomorrow brings.
I don’t want to hear the noise around.
Silence is the most beautiful sound for me right now.
And my heartbeat, the only motion I’ll welcome.

Don’t talk to me right now.
I’m too busy figuring out
My dreams, my hopes, my fears.
Don’t even know if I want to laugh or cry or shout or sing
Maybe I will just stand still
Roll my eyes and gaze at the world
Without having to hold a thought.

Please don’t touch me right now.
I’m obsessed about how cold I feel, how cold I am.
I don’t need warmth.
In fact I want to freeze.
Stand motionless.
And feel nothing.
The touch of your skin would melt me away.

Don’t stay beside me.
Don’t walk behind me.
Don’t go before me.
There is no need to guide me.
I want to move freely.

Written on December 5, 5:30pm. Mind wandering. Thoughts floating.
Work? What work??!! I declared Dec 5 a holiday.
I'm just killing time. And in a few minutes, off I go to infinity.
Kabush!

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Beautiful Disaster by Kelly Clarkson

He drowns in his dreams
An exquisite extreme I know
He's as damned as he seems but
More heaven than a heart could hold

And if I tried to save him
My whole world would cave in
It just ain't right
Lord, it just ain't right


Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Lord would it be beautiful
Or just a beautiful disaster?

He's magic and myth
He's strong as what I believe
A tragedy with more damage than a soul should see
But do I try to change him?
So hard not to blame him
Hold me tight
Baby, hold me tight

Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after

But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful
Or just a beautiful disaster?

I'm longing for love and the logical
But he's only happy, hysterical
I'm searching for some kind of miracle
Waiting so long
I've waited so long

He's soft to the touch
But frayed at the ends he breaks
He's never enough
And still he's more than I can take

Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after

But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful
Or just a beautiful disaster

He's beautiful
Lord he's so beautiful
He's beautiful

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