It was on March 2007 that Leyn and I got our very first NBI Clearance Certificate in Carriedo, Manila. We had to take the old LRT line to get there. The experience was something that I will not again get into. The site of Carriedo, Manila was really depressing. Anyhow, after getting our NBI clearance, we decided to chill out at her place the whole afternoon.
To get to her place, we had to take the LRT line again. That was when we noticed this many stalls selling bootlegged DVD copies of movies that you can't get anywhere else. We stumbled upon this DVD copy of Shortbus.
I am no Jessica Zafra ( although, I wish that I am, sometimes ), so I can not give out a decent review of the movie. I just have to say that this movie is the only movie that I can remember watching this 2007. Because it is unforgettable.
I decided to post the movie's trailer. Many thanks to Youtube.
Showing posts with label sister. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sister. Show all posts
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Perfect Day
I woke up 6.22 AM, made some coffee and some toast for myself.
Sister shoved a glassful of cranberry juice for me to try on. This is part of her 'diet na pang-model', along with some slices of carrots and boiled kamote, one toast and a glass of cranberry juice.
I have to decline, I love my breakfast bland and unhealthy. I never liked too much flavor touching my stomach early in the morning.
7.30 AM, after making a fool of myself by smoking in our floor and getting my neighbor reporting me to whomever she reported me into, I was doing my laundry. This usually is the time of the week for me to domesticate myself. I hate it!
Anyhow, I have been doing this routine for a year now. I wake up, work, sleep, wake up, sleep, work. Haay, I want some changes..
*******
There'll be a time that my friend Cherry will decide to again go hit the computer to embrace the modernity of our generation. And when she does..hehe..
I want to thank you for being always there. Remember this perfect day? San Mig Lights for us at 9.00 in the morning. This will make us old, but yeah, it was fun.
Thanks!
Sister shoved a glassful of cranberry juice for me to try on. This is part of her 'diet na pang-model', along with some slices of carrots and boiled kamote, one toast and a glass of cranberry juice.
I have to decline, I love my breakfast bland and unhealthy. I never liked too much flavor touching my stomach early in the morning.
7.30 AM, after making a fool of myself by smoking in our floor and getting my neighbor reporting me to whomever she reported me into, I was doing my laundry. This usually is the time of the week for me to domesticate myself. I hate it!
Anyhow, I have been doing this routine for a year now. I wake up, work, sleep, wake up, sleep, work. Haay, I want some changes..
*******
There'll be a time that my friend Cherry will decide to again go hit the computer to embrace the modernity of our generation. And when she does..hehe..
I want to thank you for being always there. Remember this perfect day? San Mig Lights for us at 9.00 in the morning. This will make us old, but yeah, it was fun.Thanks!
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
ka-cheapan
This is really a big ka-cheapan. It's 5:00 am, and later I'm about to go to my little sister's school to defend her. Those extra-curricular activities related to P.E. should really be abolished, trashed, forgotten. It just develops stupidity/mediocrity among the youth. I mean, what will you get from all those 'dancing' classes which doesn't really contribute to whatever needs contribution? There should be these 'dancing' classes for those who can dance, and students should be given a chance to at least choose. There are many options: painting classes, pottery classes, drama classes, etc. One does not need to be trapped in 'dancing' classes.
Anyhow, back to defending my helpless sister. What really makes me sick is that the issue is really cheap! On one of those practices that they had for this 'dancing' class, one of the classmates lost her MP3 player. Her MP3 player happens to have a white headphones similar to those from iPods. My sister owns an iPod. but, that day she was carrying my old discman because I begged her to listen to my kind of music ( CD was of Erykah Badu). The discman, being archaic and all, didn't have its own headphones, so the white headphones from her iPod was the one being used. Since the white headphones was dangling from her bag, the ignorant/cheap/plain stupid classmate suddenly snatched the headphones from her bag and proudly announced that she found the 'magnanakaw'. This made my sister so furious, she was close to crying. Which is a big NO- NO for me! Na-ah! Nobody can bitch my sis! Na-ah!
So, later, I'll be wearing my best ensemble, practice my Diplomatic and Correspondence learning meet their Dean of Students' Affairs, and make sure that the ignorant/cheap/plain stupid classmate will burn in hell for her ka-cheapan...
Anyhow, back to defending my helpless sister. What really makes me sick is that the issue is really cheap! On one of those practices that they had for this 'dancing' class, one of the classmates lost her MP3 player. Her MP3 player happens to have a white headphones similar to those from iPods. My sister owns an iPod. but, that day she was carrying my old discman because I begged her to listen to my kind of music ( CD was of Erykah Badu). The discman, being archaic and all, didn't have its own headphones, so the white headphones from her iPod was the one being used. Since the white headphones was dangling from her bag, the ignorant/cheap/plain stupid classmate suddenly snatched the headphones from her bag and proudly announced that she found the 'magnanakaw'. This made my sister so furious, she was close to crying. Which is a big NO- NO for me! Na-ah! Nobody can bitch my sis! Na-ah!
So, later, I'll be wearing my best ensemble, practice my Diplomatic and Correspondence learning meet their Dean of Students' Affairs, and make sure that the ignorant/cheap/plain stupid classmate will burn in hell for her ka-cheapan...
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