the xaris wears prada

hello. i spilled coffee on my chin, blouse and office table because i sipped from the wrong end of the cup. good thing it wasn't hawt or i'd have pretty much damaged more than my stuff. oops. i dropped something. my brain.

speaking of brain [in]activities, i had another full-moon-ia /fulmonya/ episode last week when i filed a resignation because i felt like i wanted to try something else without really exactly knowing what that something else was. i said i'd go pursue my foiled radio star plans while freelance writing for all the prettiest glossies in town. i said i thought about it well when all i really did was practice my imaginary would-be-editor interview on the way to the office.

to channel my inner[?] okrayera and grammar nazi inclinations, i decided to one day be a miranda priestly. but first i must become an andy sachs. minus the icky threads she used to wear. i like imagining myself running around in trendy clothes lugging paper bags and balancing a tray of starbucks coffee while cradling my super techy communicator for a voice call... oh wait. i do that for fun.

but i'd like to see myself more like the prada-wearing devil i'm cut out to be [bwahahaha] but on a nicer scale. i'd like to think i don't have pitch forks and a tail although most people would disagree. i don't understand where they get the idea. tchhh.

and since the full moon waned, i'm back to normal, loving every minute of the spilled coffee on my desk. because it means i still have a desk and i still have a job.

my LSS in the last four days

weepy, weepy me. crying like a baby while listening closely to the song and transcribing lyrics. only to find this one, done by some wonderful anonymous person. meh. i love this one here. song's plugged in my multiply home page.

SO CLOSE
Jon McLauglin
You’re in my arms
And all the world is calm
The music playing on for only two
So close together
And when I’m with you
So close to feeling alive

A life goes by
Romantic dreams will stop
So I bid mine goodbye and never knew
So close was waiting, waiting here with you
And now forever I know
All that I wanted to hold you
So close

So close to reaching that famous happy end
Almost believing this was not pretend
And now you’re beside me and look how far we’ve come
So far we are so close

How could I face the faceless days
If I should lose you now?
We’re so close
To reaching that famous happy end
And almost believing this was not pretend
Let’s go on dreaming for we know we are
So close
So close
And still so far

... charing. x)

the moon was pink last night

and this time i wasn't imagining it. the full moon really was pink.

i don't care if it's just some atmospheric disturbance like infrared going berserk bouncing off pretentious lights. i don't care too if it's the after effect of tequila sunrise paired with bowls of mongolian. and i couldn't care less if it's my head playing tricks on me again.

i don't know how it happened but the moon i saw was pink. with a big ring of white stuff around it. and it was one of the prettiest and most memorable full moons i've ever seen.

too bad i wasn't able to share it with anyone except for our crazy dog-killing driver.

nicked from alice. kewl. :)

the xaris
n. mid-eighties term for violence.
"I'm gonna dance with your the xaris, homie." "No you're not, Reggie."

Taken from the randomly generated Infinite Teen Slang Dictionary.
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Enchanted

Rating:	★★★★★
Category:	Movies
Genre:	Kids & Family

the whole time i was watching the movie, all i could say was, "awww."

everything about the film screams disney, disney, disney and i'm all for that. it has the complete fairytale, no-fail-plot package [sound of music, cinderella, snow white] complete with a smashing musical score [it's a disney princess dream kind!], funny quotable lines, amazing costumes, props and set design and a redemptive ending.

like any trite fairytale there were trolls, dragons, power-hungry monarchs, evil plots, poisoned apples, woodland creatures, dashing sword fights [magic spells, a prince in disguise! haha], rides into the sunset, prince charming and true love's kiss. all these are set against a city life where snatchers and manic drivers abound.

a fairytale character, giselle [amy adams] finds herself banished into the unknown, alone, afraid and hoping for "a little kindness" or a place to stay the night. fortunately circumstances brought her along the paths of a super dashing lawyer, robert [patrick dempsey] who is so set on being boring. haha.

boy and girl meet. boy is practical and realistic. and girl, is well, she's a fairytale, go figure.

i lurve the plot description: "can a storybook view of romance survive in the real world?" [hmm, i'll make a post about that some other time.]

five props to enchanted because...
* it's disney. [personal bias]
* it's musical.
* it's funny.
* i want to marry patrick dempsey.

seriously now, enchanted is a pretty good reminder that no matter how much of a good head we have, it's okay to throw in whim and a bit of magic. and at some point, a magical view of romance can survive in the real world as long as the characters involved know how to meet in the middle.

it's the kid in me talking but for all it's worth, i know remembering this movie will never fail to make me smile.

deck the halls!

spell /foo-shah/ challenge.

my ym contacts who were online last saturday were asked to spell /foo-shah/ [or /fyu-shah/ as i was challenged later].

Congratulations ate rhiza for giving the best answer! she said: hot pink. H-O-T-P-I-N-K.
she wins a prize... fluffy bedroom slippers in pink from desperate housewives.

[pictures will be posted soon]

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and as the season of giving goes, i decided to give a fantabulous gift to anyone who will come up with the most unique Merry Christmas greeting. it could be a pun, a new language created for this purpose, an artwork or a short essay about how they plan to make Christmas special this year [nyahar]... whatever with a wiper. best three answers will be featured here on December 26 [coz i have a feeling December 25 will be too busy] and prizes will be sent out before January 1, 2008.

all entries may be submitted by replying to this post or emailing me at xaris.tamayo@gmail.com until Christmas eve. include your name, snail mail address, email address and contact number.

and no, i'm not kidding. when i say fantabulous and if you know me, you'll be excited to get this prize. hahaha. x) so have those creative juices running and send your entries now.

hurray hurray and whoot whoot.

uh, i could have rigged the results, couldn't i?

Your Quirk Factor: 78%

You're so quirky, it's hard for you to tell the difference between quirky and normal. No doubt about it, there's little about you that's "normal" or "average."

You Are 79% Tortured Genius

You are smart. Brilliant in fact. And while it's a blessing, it's also a curse. Your head is filled with everything - grand ideas, insufferable worries, and a good deal of angst.

You Are 50% Normal

While some of your behavior is quite normal... Other things you do are downright strange You've got a little of your freak going on But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself

You Are 70% Weird

You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right? But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!

buti nga sa'yo

grabe, kinakarma na 'ko.

kahapon ko lang nalaman na ang spelling pala ng fuchsia ay ganyan at hindi fuschia na alam ko since grade one. all those years mehn, all those years...

so much for being a grammar/spelling nazi.

tapos eto pa, sa pagmamaganda ko kagabi sabi ko sa kausap ko sa phone, hello, good ebning.

salbahe ka kasi.

You Are Very Happy

Your life is totally together, and you enjoy every day. And you don't need a quiz to tell you that! You know how to find pleasure in the little things... And even when life isn't so great, you have a good sense of perspective.

even if i can't spell fuchsia. hahaha.

You Should Rule Mercury

Close to sun, Mercury has very long days - and is rarely visible to the rest of the solar system. You are perfect to rule Mercury, because you live for the present - and can truly enjoy a day that goes on forever. Like Mercury, you are quick and elusive. Your wit is outstanding, and you can win any verbal sparring match. Some people see you as superficial, but in truth, you just play many roles and have many interests. A great manipulator, you usually get what you want from people. And they're happy to give it to you.

oh. two.

What Kind of Reader Are You? Your Result: Obsessive-Compulsive Bookworm You're probably in the final stages of a Ph.D. or otherwise finding a way to make your living out of reading. You are one of the literati. Other people's grammatical mistakes make you insane.
Dedicated Reader
Literate Good Citizen
Book Snob
Non-Reader
Fad Reader

Between this and being a grammar nazi... no wonder not a lot of people like me.
hahahaha.
I will have to explain myself one of these days. Or not.

oh.

see here! xD

put your hands in the air

can you believe how fast time flies? i woke up on a monday and now i'm hours away from clocking the weekend. every thing's been a frenzy of sorts what with the events last week, the week before and this. my last consciousness would have to be posing for a picture with nikki gil and snubbing luis manzano [who i really, really hearts] in the process. grah. i promise i'd jump and take the next photo opp with him. if i get the chance.

last week i was at the first ever agency idol where all ad agencies had representatives who'd wow the crowd with their singing prowess. there were more what?'s than wows, actually. that was a media gathering and i was there but i'm not on the media's side. for a masscomm junkie, that would seem like a sad state, seeing things from the outside. and for a minute i rethought my career choice. at the end of the day i had the assurance that i'm right exactly where i should be. i may not know the full extent of the consequences of my previous choices but i'm glad that i know i'm in good hands. when i was in school, i'd imagine that i'd someday be in a creative environment- writing, producing, shooting, presenting award-winning ideas! i still want that. and i can still do that. just not yet. i have still a lot to learn. meh, who's in a hurry?

i lament to my friends and tell them that my professional life turned out to be a challenge of this subject i aced in school. it's not even my major, mind you. it seemed fun in school but i didn't imagine i'd be doing it after that. ah well. when life gives you lemons, i guess.

i love counting my blessings and i see no point in joining the band wagon of woe-is-me's, i-can-do-a-lot-better-than-this's and im-more-talented-than-you's. because wherever i am, i can do great things. i may not be where i think i should be but who says there's no room for improvement, right?

the real world will always be what it is. it helps a lot when you have an eternal perspective on so you won't dwell on things too much. this, too shall pass. good things, hardships, and material wealth don't last long. so keep investing on things that really matter... in the long run, ultimately.

hanging around with grown ups changes a lot of the angst-ridden perspectives i used to harbor. i have it easier than they did in their time. sure, contexts have evolved since then, but what fifty-plus-year old didn't go through being twenny two first? i consider a lot of older people successful. some have gone from rags to riches, others have started and kept a happy home while some are evidently happy and content with the life they lead now. and when i ask them what they were doing when they were my age, i'm amazed to know that they were far from where they are now. and when they think about it, they all chalk it up to the God-factor. where will we be without Him?

it's all good. praise God from whom all blessings flow. x)

'tis the season to be jolly

"masarap talagang mag-nescafe kapag umuulan"- kim chu
"i prefer starbucks" -inday

 
you said it girlfriend! x)
oh, no. don't get me wrong. i'm not the type of person who'll splurge on coffee just because. there are valid reasons. i splurge on coffee because i like coffee and the instant variety gets too boring [and *gags* lame] at times. i march down the nearest coffee shop because i can't operate my coffee maker for my benguet beans. and i go to the green lady for refuge ONLY when i have to: while waiting for i-dunno-what-exactly or the rare times i find a cute barista. guess why i spent lunch break there today.

and believe me when i say i know better than being starbucks-dependent. i swear i am only found there when there's a good cause. like helping my officemate collect stickers for the 2008 planner. or collecting stickers to help project sparkhope provide early learning programs for under privileged children. or accompanying a good friend for a coffee dose. or stalking. or making pa-cute to the cute barista whosenameiskyleandisworkingatmarquinton. causes that are directed towards the good of others.

i'm giving myself until the end of the month to complete all 24 stickers so i can start spreading joy- to my officemate, the children who'll benefit from sparkhope, to the cutest barista ever ever ever [what? i make him laugh]- in time for the holidays.

and don't you go preaching to me about the evils of overpriced coffee. please. at a time like this, we need all the happiness we can get. so do yourself a favor and buy a peppermint mocha. x)

good morning sunshine

maybe i'm not real. maybe the stuff i'm made of is part imagination and part whim. maybe nothing that has happened to me really did. maybe i'm making up stories about myself as i go along.

i wish i have a save button to press every time i experience something because i can't tell which things really happened apart from what i imagined. and as far as remembrances go, my room is too full of receipts and papers waiting to be scrap booked. i can't find time to sit through that so for now, they will have to nest varmins, which for all i know have crept into my sleeping quarters aka room. it's not that i think i'm living a fast-paced existence thus the pressure and the need to rest. in fact, i feel like i'm moving too slowly, too sheltered. and the 'real world' doesn't scare me as much. i think the concept is too over rated. reality is this, reality is that. oh don't we all know what real is. what is real to me is the fact that my real doesn't compare to anyone's real. and my real works for me.

isn't this where psychosis starts? *gulps*

maybe i will give this 'life' thing a chance. who knows? it can be my real too.

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when thoughts and sentences run in your head simultaneously, how do you screen which is the more pressing issue to address? will you understand me when i say hkhdaon d yaodhjaldj yljfaljsagapen hlahsehjlw because i have the words mixed up and overlapping? of course not. i'm not even asking you to understand that. yet.

now i forgot how the flow should go

this week's highlights has a lot to do with hobnobbing with real, tangible people as opposed to my regular routine of maintaining cyber friends. or stalking.

from last thursday to today i finally had time to remove the huge boulder that was covering my stellar presence so that avid fans can actually see me. i almost forgot how it was like being with real people in the flesh and not through their online profiles. here i thought i was normal for being 'in the know' with everyone that matters and not living in a vacuum [there's a story here, but i'm too lazy to elaborate, so whatever]. apparently having too many online profiles kills social abilities. it's not everyday you can superpoke and throw a real sheep at someone and not get crazy stares. some things work better online, that i know now. but when it comes to up-close and personal encounters with breathing, live humans, one has to realize that it is more fulfilling than getting a fluff friend a nice new habitat [i'm sorry, facebook doesn't leave you for a while].

there are only a few instances when i like being awake more than stuck in slumber and in my hypersonic imagination. it's got to be really special like margarita/coffee nights with my high school/college barkada, baguio walks and foodie trips, or church activities. spending UBE [ultimate bonding experience] with good friends are a fool proof way to energize after a long hiatus.

i'm on the verge of being pointless so i might cut this short. funny, i had a whole blog in my head while i was commuting. maybe i had better start writing thoughts down as they come. i hate when this happens. oh rawr.

happy halloween weekend

my friends live in a vacuum and when i point that out they are more than happy to agree. and they call me weird. please.
like living under a rock isn't weird.
there's a ring of truth to the statement birds of the same feather flock together. what a weird bunch i hang out with, yep.
often i wondered [sometimes out loud, most times, to myself... out loud, nyahar] why film and TV antagonists even have friends. as a mean girl, i now know the answer. because even kontrabidas need closet mean girls to put the yin in their yang.
my friends live in a vacuum and a meanie closet, i do declare.
and i couldn't ask for more.

sa wakas

you have to wonder how we survived a year and a half apart from each other. pie calls it grace. i couldn't agree more.

i so lurve my vacuum geeks. reminds me of the days when field work was actually fun and slumber parties meant dissecting history and all those theories. or me sleeping. whatever.

these are my best friends forever college version.

it's been a long time coming. hurray for long weekends! :D

*i'd have taken more pictures but my blasted camera wouldn't cooperate. some photos courtesy of ishtepienie.multiply.com
*my teachers taught me to give proper credits. hahaha.