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Sunday, October 29, 2006

Our Pogi Doggy!
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Friday, October 27, 2006

Whee! We recieved our order from K9 Couture today! It's a red polo shirt for Yahoo. He's a size 4, FYI. We've yet to have him wear it though 'cause we'd wanna wait tomorrow when he's bathed and hairdried. :P

Anyway, here are some pics of Hoo's new shirt!

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And this is what it should look like on a doggie (a maltese. This pic is from K9 Couture's website):


Thank you, K9 Couture and Ma'am Julie Reyes for a speedy, convenient transaction. The product was really well-made and we'll send a pic of Yahoo with your polo on soonest!





Thursday, October 26, 2006

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Weird afternoon with iMac's PhotoBooth.
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Oh, and a comment from my last rambling:
Thanks for the comment and advice. I do have a business doing graphics and stuff. We started last month and things have been doing fine. As of now I've no money to show for it, even though we kinda had lots of orders already and people do pay up. I give whatever I make to my mom and I guess my salary'll appear at the end of this month.


I'm always so angry nowadays. The whole week I've been biting unknown heads off at the PDA forums and I've been wishing for an excuse to smack someone like crazy as days go by. The only living thing nearest me that I could squeeze the life out of is Yahoo, and Lord knows I can't hurt him 'cause I love him so much. *mutter, mutter*

This whole country is just getting stupid by the minute.

It's on the news.

It's these IDIOT forumers that don't really contribute to any topic other than calling their hated scholar names like monkey children that live in sewers.

It's this WEATHER that turns humid to cold and back again in a second.

It's my right wrist that HURTS so bad 'cause of using the keyboard and resting it on the table too much.

It's my eyes that water all the time from staring at this screen.

It's me looking at myself in the mirror and can't help but to wanna scream from the SHEER MONSTROSITY that is me and fighting off the temptation to kill myself.

It's not having my own cash to buy myself two fucking boxes of milk for breakfast, and shampoo and apple juice and lotion.

THIS WHOLE FUCKING PLACE IS SWALLOWING ME ALIVE!


AAAAAAARRRRRGHHHHHHHH.





Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Blue Death
- Marie Montero

I drown.
I'm drawn into my fear of drowning.
It's dawning unto me that one day I will fall off
Off a cliff and into water

First, warmth
Opening my eyes to a blue dream
then a chill
biting into my skin and eyes and lips
the kiss of death will choke me

And I float
And life will leave
It left first in my eyes
My soul in bubbles leaving my body

Floating, floating
until I rest at the bottom floor
A shell forgotten, a shell returned
Going home to the Blue embrace.





Tuesday, October 24, 2006

No work today (thank God! Or.. Allah?) so me, my sister, my mom, and Ela went to this dressdude (dunno.. what do you call someone who sews dresses? Seamstress? Dressmaker? Erm... he's a guy... or a girl-guy... and his name is Tata :P). We went there to get our measurements for our gowns for Danna's birthday next month. Mine's lilac and champagne and my sister's would be canary yellow. Fitting would be on November 3rd. Kinda excited but I'm not too comfortable with someone taking my measurements considering I'm HUGE. *sighs* Tata's been really nice though.. told me I'm really pretty so I don't have to be really worried about my weight 'cause I look fine (right) but I know the numbers he's been writing on this sheet of paper and I KNOW those don't really spell out SLIM. I wish I could have my sister's hips. -.-;

Anyway, been a little down these days. And, well, it's really usually about my weight. All my life I've always have had weight problems and I really don't know how to deal with it. I tried exercising and it didn't really work 'cause I end up gasping for air. I tried dieting and I'd end up depressed. It's funny 'cause I've known so many girls on the heavy side that are happy and I just, for the life of me, can't be as happy as they are! I can't look in the mirror and not criticize myself and hate what I see. I mean, it doesn't mean that I think fat people don't look good... there are countless people out there that look great with their extra weight... I just can't find it fine on ME!

Yeah, I have these days when I just feel so disgusted with myself. There are days too that I seem to be fine with how I look. I guess I'm just really sick. Or turning psycho. Who knows?





Monday, October 23, 2006

My sister just came home for sem break. We got up at 5:30 in the morning to get a head start for Nasipit port to pick her up. We brought along Yahoo 'cause he loves riding cars. :P

During lunch we went to Lolo and Lola's house to have Yahoo meet Baxter (yes, he came for sem break too!). I put Hoo down on the floor and they stared at each other for a few seconds... then Baxter growled and gave chase! Yahoo didn't even make a sound and just raaaaan! Poor baby! Lola went outside to see what the commotion was and Yahoo went straight inside her room!

I guess it was some territory thing.
Bax looks good though. He's a good looking doggie. ;)


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Thursday, October 19, 2006

Funny story of the day:

A Lesson Learned

My wonderful girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and so we decided to get married. There was only one little thing bothering me. It was her beautiful younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was twenty-two, wore very tight miniskirts, and generally was bra less.

One day "little" sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived, and she whispered to me that she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome.

She told me that she wanted to make love to me just once before I got married and committed my life to her sister.

Well, I was in total shock, and couldn't say a word. She said, "I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want one last wild fling, just come up and get me." I was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. When she reached the top she pulled off her panties and threw them down the stairs at me. I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline straight to the front door.

I opened the door and headed straight towards my car. Lo and behold, my entire future family was standing outside, all clapping! With tears in his eyes, my future father-in-law hugged me and said, "we are very happy that you have passed our little test - we couldn't ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family.

And
the moral of this story is:


Always keep your condoms in your car........





Tuesday, October 17, 2006

'Marie Therese Arquisola Montero'
anagrams to
'Queerish, emotional, rare maestro.'

(LOL!)
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And look! HooBear with his scarf!
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Friday, October 13, 2006

Oooh! The new Yahoo! Mail Beta thing looks nifty!

He's so cute! (His name is Liam and he appears doing this as Yahoo! Mail loads... He's hard to catch if you've a fast connection, but I finally got him! ^_^)

Oh, and here's a new video I made (using iMovie.. I'm bad at it, I know :P).


Dogster

Dig your own badge





Thursday, October 12, 2006

People, please (that means you, Set). I posted the song because it's beautiful and it made me cry. And no, it's not about the long-haired guy, Anton. I didn't even think that the song might point to him until you guys told me.

One: No, it's not about him, even though the song really does talk about hair a lot xD And I'm so -OVER- the whole effingness of that experience. (For Anton, if you're reading this: don't get hurt when I said it was F'ed up. It was. Or, well, it was for me anyway. But in a good way. I learned a lot.)

Two: It's someone I actually -dated- for a while, we broke up, and then in a month or so "MARRIED" some girl, ok?

Three: No, it's not you either. :P

Really, people, can't I post music lyrics in peace? xD
Don't over-analyze too much 'cause I mostly post randomness anyway. :P

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Anyway, when boredom strikes me (often), I usually go to the living room and watch some TV. My sister and I used to watch Ambush Makeover (at ETC) a lot since my sister likes the before and afters and I like the scripted randomness of it all.

Well, I saw this episode where someone set up their sister to get made over 'cause she's a cosplayer (costume player). When the makeover dude found her, she was in military garb and wearing a short, whitish/silvery wig.

I thought she looked cool...

But anyway, they made her up and she came out actually pretty. But I can't help but think she should feel hurt that people around her would wanna have her made up if they had a chance... like her style is weird or something. Or, sure, unconventional, but what happened to individuality? I mean, if that's what she wants to wear, why the heck not?

Who are these people to police around and point out to other people that they look boring or weird? -.-;

But I guess they mean well...
I mean, I watch the show and I've seen some people who REALLY need a makeover... like those old fat dudes that wear hawaiian shirts with gold necklaces on their thick necks. Or some woman who's still stuck in the 80's and those stupid tapered pants... But for cripe's sake... LEAVE THE COSPLAYERS AND GOTHS ALONE!!! -.-;

...get the Emos though. :P They're annoying.





Wednesday, October 11, 2006






Tuesday, October 10, 2006



Samson - Regina Spektor

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
The bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first , I loved you first
Beneath the stars came falling on our heads
But they're just soft light, they're just soft light
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
He told me i was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors and the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
and kissed me till the morning light, the morning light
and he kissed me till the morning light

Samson came back to bed
not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first





Monday, October 09, 2006

I... can't believe it.
I think my world's done for.

I've nothing to look forward to.

I'm sad...
but happy...

No.. still sad.
Or bitter.
Everything is falling apart. The thing I most hoped for will not ever happen.

Fuck this.


What I hate about home is my dad commenting on just about everything like he's SOOO RIGHT. Especially when he watches the news on TV. He jeers aloud and thinks he knows what's right for this godforsaken country. I hate it when he calls other people bobo, I hate it when he thinks gay people are pathetic and can go straight to hell, and I ABSOLUTELY hate it when he thinks ALL Muslims are WRONG in EVERYTHING THEY DO.

I HATE HIS CLOSE-MINDEDNESS! Who is HE to point out who's wrong and who's right? Sometimes he can be such a HYPOCRITE because he's PREACHY and acts HOLIER-THAN-THOU and he's so judgemental about EVERYTHING.

I mean, I love Dad. But I can't stand this part of him.


To: God
From: The Dog

Dear God: Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?

Dear God: When we get to heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it still the same old story?

Dear God: Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We do love a nice ride! Would it be so hard to rename the "Chrysler Eagle" the " Chrysler Beagle"?

Dear God: If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?

Dear God: We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beeper s, scent ID's, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand?

Dear God: More meatballs, less spaghetti, please.

Dear God: Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?

Dear God: I will try to do better so I can go to heaven. I promise...

1. I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it or after they throw it up.

2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.

3 I will not munch on "leftovers" in the kitty litter box, although they are tasty.

4. The diaper pail is not a cookie jar.

5. The sofa is not a 'face towel'. Neither are Mom and Dad's laps.

6. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.

7. My head does not belong in the refrigerator.

8. I will not bite the officer' s hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and registration.

9. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet.

10. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is an unacceptable way of saying "hello".

11. I don't need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm under the coffee table.

12. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house - not after.

13. I will not throw up in the car.

14. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.

15. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when we have company.

16. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy' so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.

And, finally, My last question . . .

Dear God: Why do humans only have 10 Commandments and dogs have 16?


P.S. When I get to Heaven may I have my testicles back?








Saturday, October 07, 2006

Yahoo just got a new shirt! Doesn't he look handsome? :)

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Thursday, October 05, 2006

Ma, look what I made!

Cool, huh? I had THAT much time to make miniatures of some random city. Bought a kit at the hobby store and started my own imaginary town. I think I did a good job at it too... I mean it took me a while, but it's worth it, I think. *is so proud*
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FOOLED YA!
(I'm so corny sometimes...)

And NO, it's not someone else's mini either! I -made- this one!

Click HERE for the original photo.

Nice trick, yes? You wouldn't really think it's a photo of a real-life place but a miniature replica. Pretty nifty Photoshop trick I learned HERE. I was searching the Net for mini-stuff (like toothpick carvings and prayers written on a grain of rice, etc) but I stumbled into that site instead. Enjoy! ;)


DisorderRating
Paranoid Personality Disorder:Moderate
Schizoid Personality Disorder:Moderate
Schizotypal Personality Disorder:Moderate
Antisocial Personality Disorder:Moderate
Borderline Personality Disorder:Moderate
Histrionic Personality Disorder:Moderate
Narcissistic Personality Disorder:High
Avoidant Personality Disorder:Very High
Dependent Personality Disorder:Very High
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:High

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Your Result: Manic Depressive

You have extreme cycles of highs and lows. Sometimes you feel like you don't know who you are. One week you could be very hyper and happy and the next week you are slow and depressed.

ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder)

Paranoia

GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder)

OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)

What mental disorder do you have?


Another day...

Well, baby Hoo's sleeping under my feet. He can doze off for hours on end, occassionally looking up to see if I'm still there or getting up to follow me when I wanted to get something...

Ok, enough about my little furbaby. He's been hounding (literally? :P) my blog since he got here! Ahahahah.

So let's go back to my life.
(Wait... what life?)

I pretty much suck at waking up early. I set my phone's alarm at 8am to get a head start and open office at 9... but I WAKE UP AT 9 instead! I take around a good 30 minutes to take a bath, and another 10 for breakfast, toothbrush, and makeup (yes, I wear makeup at home). And then I sit down, turn the 'puter on, and work. Hrmmm...

Not much of an exciting life, eh? Yeah... I often find myself surfing through travel websites and check how much it'll cost me to fly somewhere. Occassionally asking random people about their travel experiences and stuff like that. It's so sad, isn't it? Nothing makes me feel so darned stuck than looking at those pictures of far away places.

I think I AM stuck here. I'm running a business that only I could do 90% of everything so I can't just leave it to go somewhere. My parents can't Photoshop and Lord knows they can't be taught on those things anymore (sorry :P). So yeah, it's basically me moping around and hoping something can turn things around and get me out of here (temporarily, of course. I KNOW I have a good thing going on in here).

I hate it when I can't get something I want. I really do. I've no patience with details on why I can't because it just makes me feel so effing sad and depressed.

People ask me, "Why not just go?"

Why? Because I can't. I don't see anything around this situation I'm in. I can't leave everything because it's too good to leave it. And I don't want to disappoint people just because I like something and I wanna get it.

And then they ask, "So why not shut up and accept the fact that you're really not going anywhere and quit whining already?"


Why not indeed...





Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Hohum... just done with Yahoo's morning grooming session... easier now that i don't have to knot up his hair about the eyes... and so far, his new haircut looks cuter as days pass (after my initial guilt/amusement/sadness). I think Yahoo's been really patient with me 'cause when I look at him kinda funny, he comes forward and licks my hand as if he's saying he forgives me for cutting his hair and he looks like a teddy bear/ewok now anyway.

What else? Oh yeah... Anyone seen the new format of the Unique Daily website? I love and hate it, kinda.. I can't really decide on how I should feel about it 'cause I've been visiting that place for months and the old format kinda grew on me. It used to be just funny phrases linked to their respective sources and everything's all compact and organized. Now, also organized, but phrases are replaced with pictures. I kinda like it...but hate it... argh!

I really need to deal with changes. Hrmrm...





Tuesday, October 03, 2006






Monday, October 02, 2006

Beh. S'been a boring day. Electricity got cut off a few hours at a time, and I got so bored that I cut my puppy's hair! Now he looks like a miniature Barkley from Sesame Street! I suck at cutting hair... Aaagh! At least he seems happier now that it feels somewhat lighter on his head.



and here's a vid...






Sunday, October 01, 2006

[comment from last post]

You are really maldita ... i don't like you

Ahahhaha! This is by far the best comment I've ever had in my blog! Thanks, orange_range! You made my day. :)

(And to my friends who emailed and poked to alert me of this comment: No biggie. He/She doesn't like me and I kinda don't care... I dun know him/her so it doesn't matter much. Don't make a big deal out of it 'cause I just write stuff here and people are welcome to comment anyway.)

:)

P.S.
Blinky, mom says hi. She's asking how you are since you really do blink in and out of Butuan! Ahahah! Oh, and yes, Yahoo is a purebred. 6-months, born on the 12th of March (yes! two days before my own birthday!), and the love of my life. Here's his Dogster page: http://www.dogster.com/pet_page.php?j=t&i=390319

Since I'm already here...

Emmie: come to the office tomorrow so we could talk abour yer invitations, ok? And yes, it's 9:00-5:00. Ems, bring your cutie pom so 'hoo can have a playmate!

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Had a chat with Espen two days ago. I haven't had any contact with him for the looongest time! He's busy with them Norwegian navy-thing (it's the navy, right?) and he's been training on some place I can't quite pronounce. :P:P:P Good to talk to you again, Nazzie (Snazzy!). Perverted or not, I really miss you! *hugs*

Yiri told me yesterday that in a few hours she's gonna meet up with Rymson and Bokkie. Lucky girl! Wish I was there. Give 'em a hug for me, okies? :) Go make a video of the meetup and post in on YouTube, sheesh! I wanna see all of you in action!!! OR TAKE PICTURES!!! (And Yahoo says hi)

   
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