Friends, Romans, Countrymen, Mortals, My People, My Minions

please leave something :)

If you read this journal,
even if I don't speak to you often,
post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want.
It can be good or bad,
just so long as it happened.


Then post this on your journal.
Be surprised and see what people remember about you.


A friend is one who knows us, but loves us anyway. -- Fr. Jerome Cummings

tagged!

Iyatoter for the tag. whoo.

The rules are easy, just post 10 things that recently made you happy! Then tag 10 people and force them to post this meme on their blogs.

01. Jugs Jugueta saying, 'i love you, too' to me for all Baguio to hear. bwahahaha. *fangirl*

02. Choco Vanilla affair in Volante with my favorite people.

03. SVCF going OA when i was about to leave. 

04. Friday BS night at IV Home! Whoopdedoo.

05. Hosting the NL Regional Assembly [surprise(d) number ito]

06. Seeing people I truly hearts like whoa after a long time.

07. Manila rains.

08. Piolo Pascual.

09. Hugs, hugs, hugs from my churchmates, baguio friends, family.

10. Recording at the booth [mehn, I misssssss].

kill me. I forgot to tag. hahaha. here goes, tag you're it!
piesee, roomie, kuya carlo, ate tint, mama dee, jeri, kath, cindy, rhiz, meemai.

count your blessings. :)

For this Band, I Play the Bass

Ayan na. Hindi ko na mapigilan. Puro banda na lang inaatupag ko. Hahahaha. Album's out now. Oh details, you ask. Here.

Artist: 5th Motorized Division
Album: Obvious Only in Retrospect
Genre: Folk Rock, Post-Country
Similar Artists: Guster
Original Release Date: 14 February 200

For this Band, I Play the Drums

Alice and Kath! This was so much funnnn. :D

The instructions are:

*Let's pretend you're musically-inclined and all, had your own band and now you've just finished completing your 77th album, but OMG! you'd want to reinvent EVERY effing thing about this particular release, like the album name for instance and the freaking design of the cover and you might as well reinvent the band name too! Thank goodness some crazy person from LJ came up with the following instructions (to help you and your bandmates out before it's too late because your fans are getting wilder by teh minute and they might break in your studio and strangle you all if you don't get teh copies out in the market by dinnertime tomorrow!)

1. The first article title on the page is the name of your band.
2. The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.
3. The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4. Use your graphics program of choice to throw them together, and post it in your own.

OOH CHECK ME AWT.
It's too dark for my Disney taste buwhocares. iz mah baand. :D
kamusta naman sa genre, how confused. yahaha.

Artist: A Life With You
Album: Out of Jury Duty
Genre: Alternative rock, jangled pop, post-grunge [seriously]
Similar Artists: Death Cab for Cutie, Trapt, Guster
Original Release Date: 13 February 2008

*Post a comment to be given a free CD! Go, go, go!

Wee, this was uber funn. :D i wonder if the likes of bowling for soup, boys like girls and death cab for cutie got their names using the same process. hahaha. bet not.

more fandom. erm, actually not really.

the only picture i truly hearts in this album is the one with teh jason magbanua *bows me not worthy me not worthy*

well of course, i hearts my office mates, too. hehe.

met and 'gret' happyslip

if the past tense of meet is met...
why can't the past tense of greet be gret? hmmm.

there's a lot more to say here than pictures could represent [that's coz my shtupid camera broke down. mehn. of all rotten timings] but i really, really loved every minute of being in the same room as happyslip.

prompter person: your turn.
me: i die now. i die now.
*hugs* *beso* *more hugs*
christine: hello! you pretty, pretty girl!
me: i love you love you love you.
christine: awww. ooh cool name, is that an x? that's how you spell your name?
me: yeah. karis. erm with an x.
*blah blah blah*
christine: ooh, i will come visit every month. i love the philippines.
me: cool. call me.
*squeals*
can i just say i love love happyslip? :D

thank you DOT! thank you yehey.com! thank you youtube!

i pray for things like this. i cry praying about meeting happyslip in person. all good gifts come from heaven and i can't thank God enough. woohoo!

me is a happy[slip] camper. yeyeyeyey!

Why I Love my Job

There are more days that I wish to quit my current job but that does not mean I don't like what I do. It's just that I think that what I'm doing isn't really my best and that I can do more if I were in a different atmosphere. Then again, I don't really trust my thoughts lately.

On other days I don't want to quit, I love everything about being the tagapanatili ng kagandahan in Josiah's Catering. Why is that, you ask and is that really my job title, you wonder. Duh.

Here are some of the reasons why I love my job:
1. I can be myself whenever I feel like it.
2. At times that I don't have to be myself, I turn out to be okay.
3. I can make up my job titles and get away with it.
4. I get to meet celebrities whether they like it or yes.
5. I get to hang out in the metro's coolest malls [even if I usually end up going there in my uniform, eep].
6. My boss treats me to the coolest restaurants when she/they feel like it.
7. If I have to go far and wide [and ooh is that a desert I see?], our company driver is the best policy.
8. I get to ride in delivery trucks [super exciting!].
9. The company sends me to all these trainings. I owe them my AIM diploma [and the internal hemorrhage that came with it].
10. I call my own time, baby!
11. When I'm sent to man the showroom, I see [and smell] the likes of Dennis Trillo and Bobby Andrews *swoon*
12. I earn extra when I man or host a function.
13. I get to help plan weddings not my own with other people's money to burn.
14. Seeing happy couples reignite my marrying dreams.
15. Seeing happy couples make me more cynical [and I happen to like that, too.]

I can go on but I have to leave soon. Dennis awaits. Lalalala.

Why I Love Keeping Journals

Funny what you write under the influence of adolescence. It's a lot like drugs, I tell you. Haha.

In memory of my first heartbreak [January 29, 1999], I unearthed my high school journals which, much to my dismay, are missing several seasons. Out of three, I only recovered one diary. Now, I'm thinking whether my sister held them captive for future blackmail or that I simply lost them in the black hole somewhere in the bodega [aka my old room].

Whatever the fate of my journals be, I am confident that if and when they get recovered and read, that lucky person has a lot to laugh about. I just wish I'd get my hands on them before incriminating data gets around.

So I have a habit of writing about my crushes and writing to them as a journalistic exercise [yeah, right] for editing in the future. The future is now and what a laugh I've had. What the heck was I thinking?

I am glad to know that I have matured in so many ways-- writing skills, thought processes, and making sense of the why's of the world. Oh barf, I did not just say that. Haha. So to my younger selves whose words were immortalized in these pages, cheers! You had been a great source of rediscovery.