Thoughts of Universal Randomness

MOVED!

2008-05-23T14:00:00.004+08:00

Turns out I'm not that active on Livejournal either. So please redirect your links to Psychodelic at sh3lly.i.ph instead. Sorry for the confusion folks!

I've moved to livejournal. You can find me at this link. Drop by and pay me a visit! Heck, add me up as a friend if you've got a livejournal account. It's an art blog of sorts but I'll probably rant about other things along the way. Can't do without the rants, no sir-ree.

Closing

2008-05-05T13:03:00.001+08:00

Ok. It's been forever since I updated this blog. Anyways, I'm going to move my thoughts somewhere else. This blog of mine is seriously outdated. Will give a heads-up here once I find a new home. To those who have faithfully followed this blog of mine, thank you. It was fun while it lasted.

In the meantime, you can catch me at my deviantart account.

Way Back Into Love

2007-02-25T22:21:00.000+08:00

Just watched Music and Lyrics today. Good film, catchy songs. Fell in love with "Way Back Into Love" (and acquired LSS from "Pop Goes My Heart!"). Unfortunately, I couldn't find (translated= "too lazy to look for") a better video on Youtube so here goes:

I've been living with a shadow overhead
I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed
I've been lonely for so long
Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on

I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just in case I ever need em again someday
I've been setting aside time
To clear a little space in the corners of my mind

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
Oh oh oh

I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine
I've been searching but I just don't see the signs
I know that it's out there
There's got to be something for my soul somewhere

I've been looking for someone to shed some light
Not somebody just to get me through the night
I could use some direction
And I'm open to your suggestions

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart again
I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

There are moments when I don't know if it's real
Or if anybody feels the way I feel
I need inspiration
Not just another negotiation

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart to you
I'm hoping you'll show me what to do
And if you help me to start again
You know that I'll be there for you in the end
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Kamote Komplex!

2007-02-03T15:42:00.000+08:00

Check out this funny comic of a good friend of mine:

(Belated) Happy New Year and Ripped-off Shows

2007-01-13T04:37:00.000+08:00

Well, I haven't updated in a while have I?

It's a new year again and my resolutions (which I'm sure I have already broken) are as follows, in no particular order of importance whatsoever:

- Eat healthier and eat less
- SAVE! SAVE! SAVE!
- Walk to work every morning, provided that I wake up earlier (ahem...)
- Start drawing again (har, har)
- Update my blog at least once a week (yeah, sure)

And that is all.

I'm hoping that this year would bring me more clarity with regards to several aspects of my life. I also feel as if I'm just stuck in a rut of routine and I crave for something different and new. Thinking of maybe getting into baking once I get my hands on an electric oven.

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On other news, GMA 7 is coming out with a number of new shows that are not exactly...well..."new" if you think about it. I'm talking about Lupin, Super Twins, and Asian Treasures.

LUPIN

Mention the name "Lupin" here on Philippine soil and what immediately comes to mind would be the famous anime Lupin III. Now, I have read several vicious attacks coming from Lupin III fans regarding the show and the actor who's playing Lupin (Richard Guiterrez), saying that he:

- doesn't do comedy well since Lupin in the anime is quite the comic
- doesnt't look anything like Lupin
- dresses kinda like Elvis

Ok, the last one was my personal opinion.

I think what most people don't realize is that the anime is actually a parody of a character created by French writer Maurice Leblanc, where Lupin is a gentleman thief. In fact, I remember watching an episode of Magical Princess Minky Momo when I was younger (yeah, laugh, Nazi, laugh! You enjoyed it too!) wherein Lupin the Burglar made an appearance and I recall him being quite handsome...

Right.

So maybe (I'm just making guesses here) the Lupin in Lupin is actually based on Maurice Leblanc's Lupin and not the anime. But, hell, what do I know?

SUPER TWINS

The teaser shows some dude magically creating two rings that, according to an officemate of mine, look like came out of a cereal box. He then throws them somewhere and these happy bouncy little girls take them, slide them onto their fingers, kiss them (the rings, not their fingers) and then they magically transform into SAILOR MOON'S PRETTY SOLDIERS!

OK, fine. I'll be fair. They don't look EXACTLY like the costumes in Sailor Moon. They have capes and one of them has striped socks. And those are the only differences. The rest were kept intact: the boots, the big bows on their chests, the sailor-type tops, the mini skirts, the tiaras...come on, you know it, I know it, we all do. They probably just got the costumes out of a costume shop. Or got a cosplayer to make them. Either way, they didn't spend hours and hours conceptualizing the design. The capes and the striped socks were probably an afterthought.

ASIAN TREASURES

And this, ladies and gentlemen, is your Indiana Jones and Tomb Raider rip-off. No sleepless nights for the designers here either. This show was apparently shot in several Asian countries, so not only will the Philippines know that we ripped off two very famous adventurers, the other Asian countries will too! Huzzah! Yayness for originality!

Oh, you can bet that alot of people will watch these shows with all the hubbub about them on the internet. Hell, even I want to see how they'd turn out. I don't even know whether I'd be surprised if these shows became hits or not. The thing that really gets to me is that the station has already proven that they could make successful original shows of their own not only with fascinating and beautiful costumes but with an original storyline as well (Mulawin, Encantadia) so why did they go backwards from there? Is this their idea of progress?

So, yeah, Happy New Year again!

I'm a Priss!

2006-11-24T11:52:00.000+08:00

Read My Result
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I find the results funny but strangely true.

Yah, I know. I haven't been writing here lately so sue me.

Updates: It's official, Mike and I have been together for one year since yesterday. Honey, thanks for the flowers; the delicious dinner; and for one whole year of loving, understanding, and putting up with me and my eccentricities. I wuv you!

Flowers from Mike

It's going to be Christmas time everybody! Not that you need me to remind you. I have already started my christmas shopping since October so as to beat the Christmas rush. As for myself, I'm gonna buy this:

It's just so darn cute and fun! *Hearts*

Which Major Arcana Card are You?

2006-09-21T17:48:00.000+08:00

You scored as III - The Empress. The Empress is a maternal symbol. She is the mother figure who loves, nurtures and protects.
She will protect you, she will always be there when you are in trouble. When you fall over and graze your knee, the Empress will kiss it better.
Yet she is not a weak figure. Her compassion is strength. If her children are threatened she will stop at nothing to protect them. If well aspected in a Tarot spread, the Empress can symbolise security, protection and unconditional love. If badly aspected it can represent over-protectiveness, fear of risk taking and refusal to face the real world.

Which Major Arcana Tarot Card Are You?
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Lead Slinger Challenge!

2006-09-18T10:27:00.000+08:00

We're accepting submissions for the LEAD SLINGER CHALLENGE happening at the KOMIKON this October 21, 2006 at the U.P. Bahay ng Alumni in U.P. Diliman. Following are the rules for the contest.
Spread the word around. Feel free to use the images and post them in your respective sites and blogs. For those of you who prefer something a bit more petit...

Me Likey!

2006-08-01T00:36:00.000+08:00

Sony Ericsson K800i

You will be mine! *shakes fist in the air*

Talk Pretty in Manila

2006-07-29T23:35:00.000+08:00

It's all so surreal.

I can't believe that I actually got to meet him. And talk to him. And get my books signed by him. And breathe the same air as him. He shook my hand and I'm never going to wash it. Never!

But I'm going ahead of myself here. As you all could probably gather from my previous post, David Sedaris flew in from the U.S of A for a series of live readings and book signings. Before David got down to actually "live read" and "book sign", the disembodied voice also known as Customer Service announced that there would be a short program at 4:30. I joked to Mike that it was probably going to be a stand-up comedian.

Turned out I was right.

I then said that he'd better be funny. The host announced that the stand-up comedian in question usually does the front act of Rex Navarette's shows, and from that I thought, "He must be pretty funny then."

Turned out I was wrong.

I almost felt sorry for the guy. Anyway, in the middle of his spiel, David Sedaris appeared amongst the crowd and started signing books from the get-go. And he was wearing plaid shorts. He later joked that he was riding in a jeepney and that someone snipped off the bottom half of his pants.

So let's cut to the chase and get right down to the main attraction. David started off with a story about a cat getting herself ready for a party in a beauty salon run by a baboon. Which came out of the left field, really, because I never read any animal stories by David. And I have all five of his books...nevertheless, it was a riot, as well as all the other stories he read out. He even narrated my favorite piece from Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim entitled Six to Eight Black Men.

In between the stories, he would talk about some of the experiences that he had in his stay here in the Philippines. He apparently loves Jollibee (I wonder what it is with Americans and Jollibee burgers) and lost almost all his money in a cockfight where he did not bet on which rooster would win, but on which rooster owner would easily beat up the other. He didn't win anything.

The book signing came up and when it was my turn, I swear I grew weak in the knees, but David was a really swell guy. I was so nervous as to what the hell I was going to say to him but it was a good thing that he did most of the talking. And all the while he was so friendly and all smiles as he signed three books of mine. I was too starstruck.

I told him to make out the Me Talk Pretty One Day to "The Super Sisters" and he asked whether I had a Super Yaya. To which I replied, "Nah, but I have a Super Mom though."

"Really? Do you all live in a Super Village?"

"No, I live here in the city."

"Oh you do? I'm staying right here in the Shangri-La. So what do you do for a living?"

"I'm a digital colorist."

I knew he wouldn't quite get what that meant.

"I color stuff..."

"...using a computer right?"

"Yeah."

"What do you color?"

"Storyboards for ad agencies."

"Ah, I see. Who are you with?"

"My sister and my boyfriend."

"How long have you guys been together?"

"8 months."

"What'll you do afterwards?"

"Have dinner. I don't know where though."

"Try out the Museum Cafe. Tell you what, here's a test of your relationship...ask him to take you to the Musem Cafe for dinner...then after 10 months, tell him that you're pregnant...see if he'll loan you money for an abortion..."

I laughed, "Right, I'll bear that in mind. Man, I never thought that I'd actually get a chance to meet you. This is just so surreal for me."

"Well, I'm just here," he said with a big smile as he handed me the books.

He then shook my hands and said, "It was nice meeting you."

Check out what he wrote in my books:

Squuuueeeeee~!

What a guy. I *heart* him!

On top of that, Jessica Zafra was there too! My two favorite writers...under one roof! And I won Armand Basi Body Lotion at the raffle as well! Today is my lucky day! Wheeee!

He's Coming!

2006-06-25T22:17:00.000+08:00

He's gonna Talk Pretty One Day! He's gonna get Naked! He's gonna Dress His Family in Corduroy and Denim!

David. Sedaris. Coming. To. Manila.

AAAAAaaaaaiiiieeee!!!

July 27! 3:00pm! Powerbooks, Greenbelt!

*dies*

What Vampire Clan Are You?

2006-06-04T16:22:00.000+08:00

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Times Like These

2006-06-02T22:25:00.000+08:00

Music video time! I like this song. Cheers me up for some reason. Like the video too.

I am a one way motorway
I’m the one that drives away
Then follows you back home
I am a street light shining
I’m a wild light blinding bright
Burning off alone

It’s times like these you learn to live again
It’s times like these you give and give again
It’s times like these you learn to love again
It’s times like these time and time again

I am a new day rising
I’m a brand new sky
To hang the stars upon tonight
I am a little divided
Do I stay or run away
And leave it all behind?

It’s times like these you learn to live again
It’s times like these you give and give again
It’s times like these you learn to love again
It’s times like these time and time again

- Foo Fighters

Chocobo Dance

2006-05-22T22:29:00.000+08:00

This is downright disturbing.

What's even more disturbing is that it painfully reminds me of the time I danced the Itik Itik for the Philippine Embassy back in Indonesia when I was a child.

Hayayay!

Scritch Scratch

2006-05-15T10:39:00.000+08:00

So I was online last night chatting with a bunch of people on a variety of different topics ranging from boots and annoying bastards to work and love lives when all of a sudden, I heard something coming from the front door. It was dead quiet and my mom and sis were sleeping while my dad was in the bathroom so I was the only one who heard...it.

There was a long and slow deliberate scratch on the door. I just froze for a second, just staring at the monitor and thinking that was it but the scratching continued. I looked at the door and it moved slightly as the slow scratching kept going and going.

Now, I knew it couldn't be anyone's pet as animals are not allowed in the condo where I stay. And it really didn't sound like a cat was getting all scratch-happy on my front door. I did recall, however, reports of break-ins in my condo and I got goosebumps as the scratching speeded up its pace.

I yelled for my dad, thinking that, hey, maybe the person (or thing) outside would get the point that there are people in the room and it would desist its evil act upon my door but it didn't.

Eventually, it stopped, and I told my dad what happened and he was all, "Maybe it was just your imagination" and "Maybe the noise came from somewhere else and not the front door."

Nevertheless, this morning when my dad was leaving for work, I told him, "Dad, check the door and see if there are scratches or a hook nailed to it or something."

I'm morbid that way.

But he checked, and there was nothing there.

I checked the door to make sure before leaving for work as well, studying every inch of it including the door frame so I pretty much looked like a suspicious character in the hallway; crouching and feeling around the surface and looking up and down at the door before me.

There weren't any scratch marks at all.

[Cue Twilight Zone theme here]

First of Summer by Urbandub

2006-04-19T15:44:00.000+08:00

For you :-)

Parked car
this night sky
makes city lights shine like diamonds
our song plays on the radio

wo oh oh ooh...

We're living it up
Make this night ours
We own the world
I wish this lasts forever
Alone with you tonight
Further in you feels so right.

We're giving it up in just a little more
this heartfelt leap i surrender
arms raised tonight

Drive me away
'cause the night just feels right
Take me away with you tonight
Anywhere with you.

Take me away
'cause the night just feels right
Take me away with you tonight
Wo oh ooh (anywhere with you...)

Parked car
This night sky...

Our song plays on
Parked car, night sky
Alone with you tonight

Har! Har!

2006-04-12T23:18:00.000+08:00

"If you were a booger, I'd pick you."
- Pickup line

I have a weird sense of humor. I tend to laugh at the weirdest things for minutes on end 'til I get tears in my eyes, and people would just stare at me with a mixture of shock/annoyance/amusement. Take for example this particular instance when I was working on an episode for ACTV:

There happened to be a typo in one of the texts that appeared in one of the segments of the show that went, "What for you is love song?" The EP, noticing the error, turned to the editor and told her to put an "a" to the sentence so that it would run, "What for you is a love song?" The editor then, well, edited it. The next day, Henriette came up to me and said that the show was not quite error-free yet as the question now read: "What for you a love song?"

And I laughed and laughed and laughed. As in, I had tears in my eyes as I kept repeating the question out loud.

In the movies, I tend to laugh at the things that the majority of the audience hardly even chuckles at. It's either I'd laugh at things that are too silly for other people's tastes, or I'd laugh at the subtle things that are too abstract for others to grasp.

So I'm wondering, beloved readers, how exactly is a sense of humor developed? It's not as if we were taught as children what to laugh at and what not to. Yes, there are cartoons but I don't think that we got our concept of "funny" from there alone. I mean, how did we ever find Wily E. Coyote getting blown to bits funny as kids? How would you explain the word "funny" to a toddler anyway? Where did we take our cues? Maybe we took them from those who raised us? If that is the case, then we would have the same sense of humor as our parents or our yayas or whoever it is that raised us, but I don't think that that applies for everyone. Besides, parents don't tell their kids that being blown up is funny. It hurts, damn it.

Some interesting thingies on the topic:

Buy CAST, Apply at AIS

2006-03-28T21:48:00.000+08:00

So after a long delay, on my part and other circumstances, the back-up story that I illustrated and colored for CAST will finally show up in the eigth issue in a number of weeks. Arnold Arre also illustrated and colored a back-up story for the same issue so yay! Except his name gets to be on the cover because he's famous and stuff.

Yes, that is sweet and innocent Will on the cover all beaten up. Who did that to him? What's happening? Whose menacing shadows are those looming over Mons and Will? You'll never know unless you read CAST so buy, buy, buy! The story gets better and better.

Anyway, other updates on my life. I've been working at Interactive Art Services under Jonas for around a week now and I must say that it has been a horrible and terrifying experience. They're all EVIL!

Just kidding. The work is fun and challenging and the people nutty and over-the-top talented. The experience is helping me acquire new skills while polishing my old ones. Lots of multi-tasking involved as we have to not only learn how to color storyboards in a variety of ways but scan, clean up and composite lineart, keep our cool under pressure, etc. Though there are times when I'm juggling several tasks at once and working late into the wee hours of the evening, I don't really feel much of the pressure. But that's just me. I'm laid back (right, Henrite?) and I guess I'm sort of used to it, having to deal with similar stuff in production work back in College. But I'm sure the workload would get to me one of these days (Hmm, must not give the boss ideas...)

Well IAS is looking for colorists and pencillers. Check out their ad! Talk about attention-getting huh?

Post Grad Sap

2006-03-22T21:58:00.000+08:00

As you all probably know/don't know, I just graduated last Sunday. One of the most memorable moments of one's life and I haven't even written about it. And since Henrite wrote a post-graduation post (that sounds funny...) with pictures included, I decided to finally put up one of my own. Er, with no pics included. I'm lazy.

During the graduation rehearsals, the Dean of Student Affairs and the College Dean kept on reiterating that we shouldn't scream/whoop/cheer whenever a student's name is called to receive her diploma or special award because it was "a solemn celebration." I don't know about you, but the words "solemn" and "celebration" just don't go together. Naturally, on the day itself, we screamed/whooped/cheered for our friends, much to the chagrin of both the Deans but to the amusement of our Chairperson. Imagine their horror when a number of people in my block (myself included) gave a standing ovation to Brayna when she was called up on stage for her award for service and leadership.

Once everything was done, it was time for us to sing our school song. That's when we all choked up, and was probably the only time we ever gave our all in singing that song. Pictures were taken; letters, grad pics, kisses, tears and hugs were exchanged, then we all separated to have dinner with our families. It was a shame that my grad dinner had to be cut short since my stomach was acting up.

Time flew by so fast. I know it's cheesy and sappy to be all "Miss School Spirit" and everything, but it was really a second home to me.

Yesterday I went to school to submit a photo for my Alumnae card and to sign up for my Transcript of Records. The application form required us to get the signatures of various people in the Library, the Clinic, the Dean of Student Affairs' office, etc. It was standard procedure, one that we always went through when we had to get clearance before our exams, but it was the last time that I'd be collecting signatures from those departments. I could've relished the moment, but I was dehydrated and nauseous so I tried to get it over with as quickly as possible. I still gave those places a good look before leaving though, taking it all in and reminding myself that I'm not a student anymore.

"Not a student anymore."

Eep! It still hasn't really sunk in.

True, I will be seeing my friends again as we promised to have dinner together every 2 weeks (well, hopefully), but I'm going to miss my crazy block and all the other people in it. I'm going to miss the teachers and the rest of the staff who have been both warm and cranky to me. I'm going to miss the cafeteria food which isn't really all that great. I'm going to miss being a DJ. I'm going to miss editing episodes for ACTV. I'm going to miss wearing my uniform too, for crying out loud.

I'm just feeling really nostalgic at the moment. And I'm also wondering what the future would bring, not just for me, but for my friends as well. I never thought that I would be working for Jonas, that's for sure (hehe). But it's all good.

Well, guess I'm going to turn in for now.

Blogthings, Blogthings, Blogthings!

2006-03-14T19:51:00.000+08:00

Somebody stop me!

You Are Animal

A complete lunatic, you're operating on 100% animal instincts.
You thrive on uncontrolled energy, and you're downright scary.
But you sure can beat a good drum.
"Kill! Kill!"

The Muppet Personality Test

You Are Dr. Pepper

You're very unique and funky, yet you still have a bit of traditionalism to you.
People who like you think they have great taste... and they usually do.

Your best soda match: Root Beer

Stay away from: 7 Up

What Kind of Soda Are You?

Your Brain's Pattern

Your mind is a firestorm - full of intensity and drama.
Your thoughts may seem scattered to you most of the time...
But they often seem strong and passionate to those around you.
You are a natural influencer. The thoughts you share are very powerful and persuading.

What Pattern Is Your Brain?

OMFG!

2006-03-14T17:00:00.000+08:00

Had graduation practice today and I found out that I'm graduating with distinction! What the hell? And to think I thought I did very poorly last year and this year. I really wasn't expecting to be in the honor roll, and told my parents not to expect it either, so we were pretty much resigned to that for a long time. I wasn't even aiming to be in the honor roll. Well, I was hard core about it before, but when third year rolled around I was like, "Screw it" and just churned out half-assed work.

So there I was, just sitting and listening as the Dean of Student Affairs stepped onto the stage and said that she was going to read a list of those who were going to graduate with distinction. Imagine my shock when my name was the first one announced and all my blockmates turned to me, cheering and clapping as I sat there wide-eyed and yelling, "What?! Oh my God!" Then silly sensitive me had tears rolling down my cheeks as everyone around me congratulated me over and over. It's just really nice to know that I didn't suck as much as I thought I did and that I didn't screw up. Somewhat. I mean, now I'm thinking, "Maybe I should've tried a little harder." But what's done is done, and I'm still thankful that I'm part of that list.

Congratulations to my good friend who is the Chief of the Kepper Girls and also the Internal Vice President of the Assumption Student Council; Brayna Tolledo for being Cum Laude! Whee!

Graduation is drawing nearer and nearer and I really can't wait. Though it's sad to think that this week is the last week that I'll be spending in school. *Sniff*

Close to the End

2006-03-11T21:59:00.000+08:00

Classes are officially over and next week, my batch and I are going to be subjected to a series of graduation rehearsals. It's weird how time flies by so fast, and sad how the things that I have gotten so used to (such as DJ-ing for DWRA every Thursday, editing episodes for ACTV, bugging and tormenting teachers with my noise in class, etc.) won't be part of my routine anymore. In fact, when I was doing my boardwork two weeks ago, it didn't occur to me that it was my last day as a Disc Jockey at school. I should've made it more meaningful. Played better songs. Gave the listeners words of wisdom to live by. Poured out my heart and soul and shared with them my deepest darkest secrets.

Nah.

I did it the usual way I always did, which was play the same old songs and talk nonsense with Henri. In that way, it was cheese-free, to say the least.

I've been thinking lately. Well, I'm always thinking which leads me to depressive fits at times, but lets forget that for now since I sense that I'm going to go off a tangent.

I've been thinking about how alot of things are falling into my lap without me even asking for it. I don't know whether it's just luck, or karma, or blessings from above, or the product of hard work, or the eventual/inevitable outcome of circumstances, but I realized that I should be thankful for alot of things.

Paulo Coelho (yeah, I don't know what's up with me quoting him lately, but I'm in a sappy mood lately) said that when you want something, the Universe conspires in helping you to achieve. Which I found funny at first, since I used to have this firm belief when I was young that the Universe conspired against me. But now I'm beginning to realize that he may be right.

I don't really know where I'm going with this post, but it's nice to just let my thoughts flow once in a while. I haven't been writing much up in here, after all.

Well, it's going to be the end of another chapter in my life and the beginning of a new one. I'm excited. Nervous. Yet strangely optimistic.

Freedom

2006-03-07T22:32:00.000+08:00

Just thought I'd share one of my favourite paragraphs in Paulo Coelho's latest book:

"...I heard other people speaking in the name of freedom, and the more they defended this unique right, the more enslaved they seem to be to their parents' wishes, to a marriage in which they had promised to stay with the other person "for the rest of their lives," to the bathroom scales, to their diet, to half-finished projects, to lovers to whom they were incapable of saying "No" or "It's over," to weekends wherein they were obliged to have lunch with people that they didn't even like. Slaves to luxury, to the appearance of luxury, to the appearance of the appearance of luxury. Slaves to a life they had not chosen, but which they had decided to live because someone had managed to convince them that it was all for the best. And so their identical days and nights passed, days and nights in which adventure was just a word in a book or an image on the television that was always on, and whenever a door opened, they would say:

'I'm not interested. I'm not in the mood."

How could they possibly know if they were in the mood or not if they had never tried? But there was no point in asking; the truth was that they were afraid of any change that would upset the world that they grown used to."

- Taken from "The Zahir"
by Paulo Coelho

Quizzies!

2006-03-06T10:15:00.000+08:00

You Are 68% Open Minded

You are a very open minded person, but you're also well grounded.
Tolerant and flexible, you appreciate most lifestyles and viewpoints.
But you also know where you stand firm, and you can draw that line.
You're open to considering every possibility - but in the end, you stand true to yourself.

How Open Minded Are You?

Your Love Life Secrets Are

Looking back on your life, you will have a few true loves.

You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't?

You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.

In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so.

Getting over a break-up doesn't take long. Easy come, easy go.

Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed

You Are 22 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

Your Seduction Style: Ideal Lover

You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires.

And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek.

You are a shapeshifter - bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships.

It all depends on who your with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.

What Is Your Seduction Style?

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Black Comedy

In your life, things are so twisted that you just have to laugh.
You may end up insane, but you'll have fun on the way to the asylum.

Your best movie matches: Being John Malkovich, The Royal Tenenbaums, American Psycho

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

A Tribute and a Gift

2006-03-02T19:40:00.000+08:00

This will be the last post I'll make about my birthday, I promise. My best friend, Paola, wrote a tribute for me in her blog. I just found out today when she asked me, coupled with a giggle, whether I checked out her blog recently. She then told me how she spent hours trying to figure out how to put links in her posts since she's not exactly HTML literate. It was only later on when she realized that there was a "Link" button on the toolbar. So I just want to say thank you P. Lo, Paola Bear, Princess...for all the effort you put into writing that post. Aww, aren't we sappy now? (Tee-hee!)

ALSO...

I was bummed yesterday because I didn't get a birthday greeting from Henri, of all people! I was waiting for her to text me (I know, it's silly and immature, but come on...) but noOoOo...she didn't text me the whole day. It didn't occur to me to check out her blog, and when I did this morning, I found this:

And she also made a journal entry on her deviantArt account, greeting me. So I felt sheepish. Thanks Henri, for the digital art and the greeting! I love it, though you say it's nothing spectacular. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Oh, and I hope that your injuries would heal soon. Just use an ice pack, take some meds, and you'll be in tip-top shape in no time!