Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Please be Careful with my Heart

I can't believe I could.
I can't believe that I could stop the clock from always ticking on me.
Tick tock, tick tock, perpetually tick-tocking.

Until it stopped.

This was the moment I saw you.




Yes, it stopped. But please, stop staring at me or else I'll be melting. *blush*




Okay, so you won't, but please be gentle on me, because I'm like a delicate flower.




Yes, I am a delicate flower, a type that you can add into your tea which you can drink to quench your thirst.


Quench.

Drink.

Oh, you're asking for my name?

*blush*

Uhm, okhkay...

Pattinson..Mrs. Pattinson. ( watevs as per Kae )






Thursday, November 6, 2008

Should I give up, or should I just keep chasing pavements

My birthday is on March 7. I'm a Pisces. I've read somewhere that people born under this sign are generally emotional. I used to always disagree. Not today though. I'll put the blame on the giant wreaths that PBCom decided to recycle and hang for the nth time in it's lobby.

Christmas decors and songs that I see and hear outside home bug me, big time. I always put my Ipod on its 'fuck with my earwax' loudest mode everytime I enter SM, or even the LRT Line 1. I don't need to be reminded that this is the second Christmas that I'm single.

Dati, I used to always say that I'm 'single and fab'. But, lately, I feel just 'single' while the 'fab' is gone. Sinipsip ng drainage nung nag-shower ako before going to work. This is sad, no?

Eto pa, a while ago, like 3 weeks ago, I was chatting with my friend Anna. I asked for a song that I can download. She gave me 'Chasing Pavements' by Adele. I didn't had a clue about Adele or the song, but now I'm hooked.



My favorite lines:

I build myself up
And fly around in circles

At siyempre:

Should I give up, or should I just keep chasing pavements.. t*ng-ina yan

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Let's Stay Together




Silently, I'm melting. Suddenly, it's December 2007 all over again.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Moonpools and Catterpillars

Since lately, I have so many things in mind, I find it fun and more relaxing listening to backtracks. My recent favorite is a band from the 90s called Moonpools and Catterpillars. Listen to this one:


Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Samantha is F-A-B!


Thanks Biboy for the images, loving them! =)

Monday, June 16, 2008

Ang Goatee ni Vaness















































Shuschal! Eye-love na talaga ituh!

Monday, June 2, 2008

Ayoko mag-move one, kasi...

When my bestfriend broke up with her girlfriend, I was there to comfort. I was there to remind her that her ex is such low life that she should be grateful that she was able to rid herself of the ex.

I was there to lend all my thoughts on how my bestfriend will wake up the next morning fabulous. I was there if she needs to do her nails or needs some oatmeal facial. I was there as the best gay friend she can have.

Also, I prepared myself with the litanies of how she has to move on. I had completed the thoughts that I can lend with how to heal.

Siyempre, I brought with myself the words of wisdom:

Makakahanap ka rin ng iba, mas better pa.

You have to move one, you'll be able to love somebody that will truly love you back.

My bestfriend's reply was:

Ayokong mag-move on. Baka matulad ako sayo, after moving on, hindi ka na ulit na-in love.

Potah. Ultimatum ba ito?
I was not prepared for that thought.

Oo, ultimatum nga. I need to find myself some love. hay..

Monday, April 14, 2008

Haliparot ka Jollibee!!!










Jollibee VS The Pencil Dancer





Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Another dose of Tyra..

Trent Lane

He's called Trent Lane.

And, I'm in love..

Sunday, March 9, 2008

OMG!!!

OMG! I am now hooked. Juciy details, as in juicy details! Shocking. Entertainingly addictive. This is better than the new Marlboro Lights blue packaging that I just bought in MiniStop that comes with a free lighter for only P38.00.

As in...hay.

Click into this link or use this URL for the complete details about what I am talking about:

http://delfindjmontano.blogspot.com/

Saturday, March 8, 2008

It's my Birthday

In Friday, I’ll be turning 23. Twenty-three years of living may be considered both young and old. Too young for so many things, yet old enough to be exposed to all experiences life is to bring.

I must admit, I really don’t celebrate my birthday. The last time that I celebrated that day was when I was seven. I still have the pictures that my mom took from that day. After that, March 7 was just among the ordinary days that I have, and will have. Last year was different though. It was more emotional. And then this time, March 7 is nearing, yet again.

Maybe, it was the thought of getting old. Or maybe the fear of knowing that the more you get old, the more that you get more responsibilities.

Later this day, I was having some cigarettes. A guy, obviously a college student, was walking briskly. Probably, he’s late for a class, or something else. The real reason, I’ll never know. There’s something in that guy that screams young blood. And like a vampire hunting out for fresh warm blood, my mind started racing with thoughts. Many times I get delusional like this.

And then a thought occurred and ate all the other thoughts that I was having: he’s young, and I will never be that young again.

Yes, I feel old. Twenty-three years is old. There are many things that I wished I did when I was twenty-two. But, then again, the time has run out. All I have to do is to accept. Or, probably, I can make up to it by doing those things that I wished I did. Hopefully, my work schedule, me being a son and a brother and lastly being friend will somehow give me sometime to be just me.

So, this coming Friday, I am wishing for a lot of things.

P.S. I have given up the thought of forcing a friend about getting me Gretchen Baretto CD. Baretto CD sounds like a multiplex. And that this post was supposed to have been posted in Friday. Yes, there was a celebration. Yey!

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Coffee Maker and the Blinking Thingy

The blinking thing in my Microsoft word has been blinking non-stop for the past hour. I promised myself that tonight I’ll be writing the things that I have been pondering on for the whole week now. But, nothing would come out. Like what’s happening to the coffee maker at this point, no coffee would come out. My precious coffee maker is broken. Nothing would come out.

This afternoon, I was in my college, helping with some things that our yearbook needs. Evidently, the new staff of my beloved school publication is like my coffee maker and the blinking thing on my computer screen a while ago. Even if I pull out every hair attached to their bodies, nothing would come out. Nothing would simply come out!

Without me noticing, I gave up thinking what to write. So, I learned to just let go. This sounds old, but letting go of something or someone is the formula to get things working. It does sound old and ridiculously delusional. It takes a long while to learn how this works. And that long while is painstaking. It is like a limbo, where everything is of uncertainty.

But, we both know that this would change. Yes, eventually, everything will change. So, if you are in this process of letting go, but finding that nothing is coming out from it, don’t push yourself. This too will pass. And before you know it, things are starting to work out fine for you.

And when that time comes, all you can say is: Charot, bring it on, bitch!

Thursday, February 14, 2008

LRT is a loving train

'Ikaw ang dahilan kung bakit ako nandirito;
kung hindi ka nakilala, hindi sana ako nabuhay;
Kung ako'y mamamatay nang hindi ka nakikilala,
hindi ako mamamatay, dahil hindi ako nabuhay.

-Luis Cernuda





P.S.

For all the fabulous single ones (that includes me!), bitter or not: I officially announce the start of The Singles' Awareness Day. Yes, that's today!

And for the couples that have plans later this day: Leche! Tse! Pwe! (Oops, pardon the slip of sanity, I had too much BitterFrap.)

The Singles' Awareness Day Movement is organized by yours truly. For all interested parties, registration is for free. Simply click into the 'Post Comment' link at the bottom of the post and submit any ideas on how we can enjoy The Singles' Awareness Day.

Thank you!

char! =)

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

"E=MC².Touch My Body"

Mimi has announced that her next album will hit stores on April 15th. The first single is called "E=MC².Touch My Body". She also hopes that with her new album she will surpass the Beatles record of 20 #1 hits.

You might want to listen to the new single, dali, mainit-init pa!





So, what do you think?

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Madonna


Her new set of cheeks is bothering me! I don't like those 'chicken cutlets' on her face. It reminds me of Madame Auring.



I miss the Madonna that I can view on You Tube. If there is a way to summon back the Maddona from the 90's, I'd definitely hit that.


Saturday, February 9, 2008

To be rejected, or to be rejected.

I was rejected by someone that I don't even know.

It was the first time that I went to Trinoma. I didn't fall in love with Trinoma unlike what Greenbelt or Alabang Town Center did. I just tagged along my good friend Cherry and some of her people: Bonnie, Nikko and Germaine. But the experience was good. I love it when the people I'm with love to talk, and I must say that those people has a passion for talking.

Some coffee and tons of cigarrettes after, someone in the group suggested that I get to know her good gay friend. Gay friend, as what was suggested, is a good writer (used to write for Chalk magazine), he was supposed to be an avid fan of books, is good looking, and is masculine enough for me. I'm not sure, but Cherry's people must have gotten to know the traits that I look for a guy within the 2 hours of talking and cigarrettes.

The plan was, Germaine will make sure that the guy is available, and his number will be forwarded to me. I agreed. Somehow I wanted to know the guy, but being disappointed and devastated many times with these set-ups, I didn't expect too much.

So, after a few days, the guy's number was forwarded. I must admit, I'm not sure what to do. Asking the guy if we can be friends in a text language is not my forte. So, I just saved his number and waited for nothing from my end.

Until my new friend Bonnie forwarded a lovely, lovely message about post-break-up scenarios. Being a sucker for these things, I sent the message to all the mobile numbers saved in my phone book.

4 hours after the message was sent, 9 people reacted. I was really sleepy, but noticing that the 'guy' replied made me read his message. This was how the chain of messages went on:


'Guy': "Hi! Who is this, please?"


Me: ( I decided that I have to be forward since I wanted to sleep already.) Hey! my name is philip and i got your number from germaine and thought that we could be some sort of friends, or something.."


'Guy': Did you view my friendster account?


Me: Yeah, I think I did once, you look cute. ( Damn! ang corny ng reply ko, leche!)


No reply from the 'guy'. I went to sleep and dreamt of something surreal like candles and labyrinthine houses.


The next morning was the time that I was blown. I was rejected by someone that I don't even know. And that the feeling is not that nice!




Ngek, what did I do to deserve this? Siguro ayaw sa mga blonde: