Elegant Ranting

My infatuation to Stanislav has doubled. He’s so dreamy.

Saw Harry Potter today and the little girl inside me is very excited. I believe Viktor Krum in the movie is positively gorgeous. I guess I go for the dark-ish guy with an incredibly athletic physique; and the accent me love. I totally lost 10 IQ points staring at him.

I kinda wanted to see how Fleur defeated her dragon and the rest of the Champions too (esp. Viktor). And why is it that Fleur, being the only woman in the contest, is portrayed as a fumbling damsel in distress? Its sexism. And I didn’t see the dancing thingy that they were supposed to do at the start of the international quidditch thing. There were no leprechauns and Salem withches in the movie, nor elves clamoring.

Cho’s role was almost uneventful. The mermaid song was fabulous. Mertyl is a bitch. Ralph Fiennes was great.

Daniel Radcliffe is certainly beautiful. He looks absolutely dreamy at his MTV screen interview.

Yesterday, 11/18/05, I had finally conquered the balakid that was my thesis defense and am quite confident to say that I shall be graduating this March (finally.)

Today, I had (thank goodness) enrolled the last few classes that will take me to the comencement exercise. Thanks to all the people who encouraged me and helped me out during those sleepless nights and days of figuring out what a problematic situation was. To all the friends who reminded me my graduation is long overdue and to those who introduced me to Extra Joss, many thanks.

To my detractors, screw you and get a life. *belat*

Smile, life is good!

1. Marriage : It’s an agreement in which a man loses   his bachelor degree and a woman gains her masters.   
2 . Divorce : Future tense of marriage 
3 . Lecture : An art of transferring information from   the notes of the lecturer to the notes of the students
without passing through "the minds of either".   
4 . Conference : The confusion of one man   multiplied by the number present.   
5 . Compromise : The art of dividing a cake in such a   way that everybody believes he got the biggest piece.   
6 . Tears : The hydraulic force by which masculine   will-power is defeated by feminine water-power …   
7 . Dictionary : A place where divorce comes before   marriage.   
8 . Conference Room : A place where everybody talks,nobody listens & everybody disagrees later on. 
9  . Ecstasy : A feeling when you feel you are going tofeel a feeling you have never felt before.
10 .Classic : A book which people praise, but do notread.
11 . Smile : A curve that can set a lot of things   straight.
12 . Office : A place where you can relax after your   strenuous home life.
13 . Yawn : The only time some married men ever get to   open their mouth.
14 . Etc. :A sign to make others believe that you know   more than you actually do.
15 . Committee: Individuals who can do nothing   individually and sit to decide that nothing can be
done together.
16 . Experience : The name men give to their mistakes.

1. Song playing at the moment?
= ’shake it off’ mariah carey

2. One reason for living?
= happiness

3. Do u think you’re ok?
= i must be, if not better. hehe…

4. Ever donated blood?
= i’m the one needing the donation

5. Fav color(s)?
=the same green Oprah likes

6. Accessories you usually wear?
= bead necklaces

7. One song to describe a heartbreak in the past?
= "I love you goodbye" by celine dion

8. Last place you went to?
= Blugre coffee at MTS (last night)

9. Last person u went out with?
= friend Jaja

10. The most boring sport?
= olympic cycling

11. Ever had a baby?
= i don’t think so

12. Last movie uve seen?
= ‘40 year old virgin’

13. Any piercings or tattoo?
= nope (not yet)

14.The most romantic gift?
= chocolates and a sincere card

15. Act on stage before?
= yes

16. Struck by lightning before?
= hopefully never

17. Danced with your loved one?
= yes

18. Ever wished you could turn back time?
= no. bad things happen whatever you’ll do so u’ll just have to deal with…

19. What would you do if you woke up one day to
find yourself to be the same person but the
opposite sex?
= shocked to the Nth power

20. One song that’s meaningful to you?
= ‘let’s talk about love’ its a beautiful song

21. Last person you met for the first time?
= guy named geoff

22. What will you be doing tomorrow?
= defending my thesis (finally)

23. Ever thought of robbing a bank?
= no. that won’t work these days.

24. One thing you totally regret doing/done?
=pursuing my piano lessons

25. Do people like you?
= yes but you can’t please everyone still

26. What was the last game you played on
the computer?
= Hangaroo

27. Someone who means a lot to you at the
moment?
= the thesis defense panelists

28. The color and unit of your mobile phone?
= light blue, it’s a nokia

29. Do you hate someone at the moment?
= not hate…

30. What do you wish to happen now?
= my thesis just suddenly does its own revising to perfection. bah!

PEACE.

[something I posted on the forums page at hipstir.com]

The only worth while news there is are the foreign ones i. e. CNN and BBC.

The problem is that there is too much capitalism in our TV stations that they are simply too glad to sacrifice content for the entertainment of the so called masa. What is a masa?

If what masa means is a society which is tunnel-visioned toward superfluous gratification, then I’m very worried as to which type of culture our media are gearing us toward.

News should ideally stimulate our minds to become informed ergo participative in society esp. socio-political and economic issues, it should tell us of recent developments that will enrich our knowlege. Feature stories about celebrities suing another for giving her the clap, or gyrating figures of the Sto. Niño should be put in another show if not completely ignored.

The sad part is, many well-educated journalists go along with the lunacy. Word up y’all.

Pronto,

Today is my big sis’ birthday and we spent some time wedding planning. We romped into Chinatown too. My geez, these Chinese dudes are all over the place (which is not so odd.) Have to brush up on my Mandarin. Better learn phrases other than: wo han mei li and such… Perhaps I’ll be able to hook up with a Gocongwei, then I’ll impress them with my chunky and rich Chinese soup in which I shall add just one egg.

Alright, I did promise myself never to blow big bucks on rubber thongs, but it was calling to me and it needed my love. It was a typical scene from "Lukso ng dugo" (or something) when I saw it. the first thing I thought was: "that’ll go great with mah black bead necklace" which i bought after the slipper. hehe… It’s black, sophisticated and so comfy, goes great with just about any get up. Ah, vanity.

I guess I’m never the one with the "happy feet." I rarely wear flat sandals out of the house so my feet don’t get much attention apart from the usual scrubbing, but with the new addition to my footwear, I must proceed to Fanny’s at once. Well, at least I’m not as hooked to the thong trend as much as my posh friend Vincent who’d live in Brasil if he can. (he gives his slippers names.)

Arivadercci, Beni.

Mwah mon Diarie,

It’s Sunday and woke up at 12 noon. SInce I never had the time nor the excitement to go to a shop and buy wall paper, i covered my walls with fashion magazine pages. Loved it so much. See, Oprah once said that you deserve to feel good and beautiful; to do this, you must decorate and surround yourself with pretty things. You deserve it.

While I was checking out my old Diary Entries, I was struck with nostalgia. I mean, when you read my first entries when graduating wasn’t as imminent, I was talking about Mr. Perfect all the time. And now, guess what, he won the Close-up national model search. I guess I was his original fan. I saw his TV ad this afternoon. We were introduced twice but didn’t become too close ‘coz I think he thought I was mataray. I always saw him around; in the gym, coffee shop, the bar. He must have thought I was stalking. Now that he’s a celeb, however, I might think about doing that. hehe…

A lot of other people I know are now TV personalities. Joey, that bouncy gay dancer in StarDance used to sleep in my room without my permission, and now he’s in that little box sitting in my room. Carine Cabebe (another Close-up winner) was a chatty girl from the school office next to mine. My classmate, Buboy, made it to the MTV VJ hunt finals and I always see him in Nina’s music video. And Cindy Gonzaga nga pala of the  "look who got off the Bus" of Boy Abunda was my classmate.

Ah, celebrity.

Oh diary, when will be the day when you’ll see me in CNN promoting Human Rights in Bosnia?

Sincerely, Beni

P.S. Met a friend online, Angelo, this week. He’s a dear, but we don’t get to chat often.

For some people is the aviator sunglasses, for some the priceless Havaianas, for some the boho skirt, for me its the wooden bead necklaces.

The thing just drapes around your neck, swaying gracefully as you glide through a hallway. It’s so versatile and it matches so well with the classic white tee, which, by the way, everyone should have; from the petite to the gargantuan.

You can wear big black ones to a funeral, three layers of small white beads to a christening, bright red ones to collect dues, yellow if you feel like a lemon and a managerie of green ones when feeling like Coco Chanel on a rain forest canopy.

Goes great with a white tank top while matching it with your skirt when out in the evening. It’s boho without being as if you’ve been harassed by Alexander McQueen, Jean Paul Gaultier and Donatella Versace with a murderous vengence. Think, fashion road kill.

Fear not to accessorize, people of earth, the wooden beads have come. What’s your fave accessory?

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps.(Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin'
Fly gearrr but I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass 'n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can't touch it,
If u touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps [x3]
In the back and in the front.
My lovin' got u,
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
She's got me spendin'.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me.

[Will.i.am]
So Real [x17]