|Main blog:||the lemon booth|
|Birthday:||July 23rd |
|Education:||Bachelors degree, School of life|
|Loves:||cats, mango crepes, banana shakes, tear-jerker and inspirational books, groovy music, romantic-comedy movies, blogging, billiards, basketball, photography, discovery channel and national geogaphic, interior design, Garfield; cleaning; Terranova; People r People; Folded & Hung; adidas; beaches; my family; my house; Shao-shao; my girlfriends; my guy!|
|Height:||5' 5" (165 cm)|
|Hair Style:||Straight - Medium|
|Clothing Pref.:||Fetish wear|
|Relationship Status:||Single - Never Married|
|Family Info:||I was not blessed with a brother to protect me from bullies. But having my 4 elder sisters is something I won't ever trade for anything else!|
|Astrological Sign:||Leo (July 23 - Aug 22)|
|Existing as:||Angel- no wings|
|Liquor:||Social drinker. One or two|
Princess Di, Oprah, Darnaaaa (ahahaha), Alexander Graham Bell, Aragorn, Gandalf, mah bebi|
|Books:||The Alchemist, When God Writes Your Love Story, The Road Less Traveled, To Kill a Mockingbird, Anne of Green Gables, Little Women|
|Authors:||Nicholas Sparks, Sandra Cisneros, JRR Tolkien, Paolo Coehlo, Roald Dahl, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Pearl Buck, Bronte sisters, Bob Ong|
|Music Genres:||light rock, jazz, a little bit of pop, alternative, groovy, a lot of the 80s!|
|Bands/Artists:||dishwalla, papas fritas, sade, norah jones, mymp, kitchie nadal, incubus, jason mraz, u2, nelly furtado, switchfoot, finger 11, 3 doors down|
|Albums/CDs:||i prefer burning n ripping CDs/mp3s and downloadin from kazaa *winkwink*|
|Songs:||rest in pieces, breakaway, natural woman, if i ain't got you, i don't know how to love Him, let that be enough, forget it|
|TV Shows:||mr bean (disney), spongebob squarepants, csi, oprah, natl geographic, discovery, art attack, american idol|
|Movies:||lotr return of the king, legends of the fall, lost in translation, pixar films, malena, big fish, empire in the sand, girl interrupted, dad|
|Actors:||johnny depp, ethan hawke, meg ryan, jodie foster, sharon stone, viggo mortensen|
|Games:||text twist, cards, scrabble, pc games, chess|
|Sports:||basketball, badminton, billiards, tennis|
|Colors:||a certain shade of green, white|
|Cars/Motorcyles:||i like the new mazda3, rav4|
|Season:||spring in my dreams, summer in reality|
|Food:||pistachio ice cream, cheesecake, pasta, seafood, lotsa salads, mango and banana crepes, anything cheesy and mango-ish!|
|Drink:||good 'ol coffee, latte, mango shake/juice, Coke, vodka|
|Quotes:||This too shall pass.|
Ode to the Lemon|
From blossomsreleasedby the moonlight,from anaroma of exasperatedlove,steeped in fragrance,yellownessdrifted from the lemon tree,and from its plantariumlemons descended to the earth.Tender yield!The coasts,the markets glowedwith light, withunrefined gold;we openedtwo halvesof a miracle,congealed acidtrickledfrom the hemispheresof a star,the most intense liqueurof nature,unique, vivid,concentrated,born of the cool, freshlemon,of its fragrant house,its acid, secret symmetry.Knivessliced a smallcathedralin the lemon,the concealed apse, opened,revealed acid stained glass,dropsoozed...
Friday the 13th
I'm sick and tired of pretending. Okay, this is it: I **** you!
You know who you are. And that's not enough. With every breath, I do. At least for now.
Today My Year Starts
By the end of last week, the first week of this year, my year, (oh no, did I confuse you?) I had given up believing this is going to be my most awaited precious year. Like in college days, it was simply hellweek, well, the worse version of it. It was virtually me and myself (and my cat sometimes) against all my fears and sadness. By that time things were already getting off-hand for both me and him. We seldom texted, we seldom saw each other, we seldom showed we care. The rift was hard to ignore. The walls between us seemed to grow in inches as each day dragged on. Once again my mind was...
At Last, My Year...
Right, was born in the year of the dog. Year 2006, better be good with me! Treat me nice, okay? Aw aw!
Whooee, why am I here??? After what, how many months have gone by? Oh, well. Lazy me! Too lazy to even track the time....
Well today, almost just like my preceding entry, I had not gotten sleep
at all, just when I needed it most. I'm back to work, night shift, from
a weeklong vacation. So by 3 this afternoon, I lied down on my bed, and
yet not even one minute was spent to drifting to my subconscious...you
know. I was practically tossing and turning, eyes closed, eyes...