I wake up one morning trying to figure things out. The world seems blurry around me; uncertain and bleak. I start to question why life has different meanings. The answer, so naive and plain, that life is fortified with smooth roads and harsh obstacles to make us full in our dimensions. And that what makes life worth living.
Sunday, 27 July 2008
Irrashaimase
Thursday, 24 July 2008
When Doodz Came
It's the Mickey Mouse ride!
The Quirante's on Japan-vacation.
Just first week of June. I hate Japan during summer.
Exhausted. Let's stop and talk awhile.
Who else? Meet Kokim in action.
C'mon, it's just a kiddy ride. Don't be upset.
Tuesday, 22 July 2008
Au revoir
My heart has chosen to be distant from anyone who might want to tug it. Because it is painstakingly yours. It awaits. Now it weeps.
Wherever you are, I will always think of you.
Monday, 21 July 2008
Keishou
I'm not so fond of cosmetics. You'll always see me devoid of facial paints even on formal gatherings. A face powder is not so familiar to my face. Once in a blue moon I wear keishou though.
Not that I don't possess any of those. I just don't do my face. Not only I have very sensitive skin. Aight, this face is so strict when choosing what to put on. So right now, I am driven hell mad searching for new organic set. The ones that have been locked inside my closet were acquired three years past and a year ago.
A face lotion and a lip gloss aren't enough, Sir? Imagine how stern his face was...
Wednesday, 16 July 2008
Camwhore
Now, I buy what I want. And I ditch what I don't like anymore. But you can't judge me anyhow. Just because. Period.
Tuesday, 8 July 2008
Deadbeat
My nephew's. The sweetest thing. He asked me to take a photo of his peace sign to remind me to keep cool every time. At two years old, he's one genuine being. I so love him.
Pinoy band in my usual weekend getaway. If I were not somewhere else, you can find me here. The place is such a treat. Good food to salve your emotional imbalance. Beer and or, wine if you'd want to saturate yourself in alcohol intoxication. Oh, the hot springs... And the comforts you'd get at the Slow House Villa. I could sleep for long...
Another narcissistic pose.
In this scroll states that, Japan will enter World War II.
Last weekend I went out with the two Tias. We were having dinner at a Brazilian restaurant. At the far end table were a group of three men drinking and a woman holding the mic... errr, parched her throats from singing. In our middle of meal, she came to us and asked if anybody from our table would join her sing. I shook my head straight off. From the look of their eyes, it would make someone swear right away that you're not guilty. I felt that way. It felt like I was guilty of a sin I have not committed. I sworn and was sweaty. Please you can't both humiliate me, I was begging. Until I gave in, just one song... Crazy For You by Madonna. Because they'd like to hear a Mariah, so Hero I whined??? :p And because I got turned on, I carried the tune of my heart. I tried Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse Of The Heart. I thought it was my last piece when one man requested if I could sing in Japanese. When I finished a Seiko Matsuda's, the place's starting to fill to capacity. I heard a crush of guapitos howling more! But this time they wanted to hear some Latin. The woman was fast as lightning typing those codes. First, we had La Solitudine, duet version of Laura Pausini and Lara Fabian. Then this...












