For the sake of myself
being remembered by my short-term memory I write lines--overly non-sensical
lines of random thoughts burning with pessimism, nauseous hopelessness, spoofable
reflections, gibberish rants and sometimes retracting suicidal grains of food
cravings, insane cursings... I don't write to be appreciated. My fiction deserves
no attention. I type blank-spaced blahs of words, similar to forgetful lines
if ever you are reading these words, forgive yourself on why the heck you've
thought of browsing this page. You might feel depressed as I ponder my thoughts
on my life... so you better exit now and save yourself from insanity. Bow.
Sheethead
Queen
This is a blog written by the queen of Sheetheads. Wondering what that word
means? Sheethead is a clay mineral powder which is used to absorb oil and
grease from non-washable fabrics. Or maybe it means a head full of bright
semi-shitty crappy ideas. Or maybe Sheethead doesn’t mean anything.
This blog is
full-heartedly dedicated to Smokey’s hotdog, isaw, hematophobics, Master
Splinter of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, to people strangled by the Sheethead,
to anti-posers, to the late Luis Taruc and other Pinoy liberalists and nationalists,
to the Visayan nephew, to paranoid loving parents, to siblings and relatives,
to Christian Bautista, to Iranians, to Quentin Tarantino, to UAAP fans who’ve
mistaken this blog as their idols’ fan site, to the wondrous sights
of the Philippines and of course, to YOU! YIHEE!
Quote
for the day:
If you do not know who I am, maybe you do not know who I am.
Thus, I’ve
crafted “Ten Magnificent Random Things You Should Know About
Me.” Only 90% of this is authentic. 1 is a lie.
1. I am a 24 year
old IT analyst in denial. I am an MIS graduate of the Ateneo de Manila University. I have been blogging since 2004 and developed my asthma while being bored with corporate life.
2. I am afraid of blood and roaches.
3. I am currently addicted to Damien Rice's, Up Dharma Down's and The Beatles' music.
4. I have mild amnesia and I am a fulfilled insomniac.
5. My dream is to be DOT's secretary someday.
6. I still dream of becoming a rockstar someday.br>
7. I crave for lobsters, isaw, kilawin, Meatshop's steak, more prawns, oyster, Lord Stow egg tart, Philadelphia cheesecake, aligue, calif maki, leche flan and tomato soup.
8. My knight will soon take me to Sagada, Mt. Pinatubo, Camiguin, Siquijor,
Sorsogon, Siargao, Isabela and Sulu.
9. Horsebackriding was my passion. Surfing is my dream.
10. I love singing DJ Alvaro's songs on videoke.
Wishlist:
Condo in Makati, Canon EOS 40D, Wii, TV Stick Tuner for iMac, stone driller, Godfather original DVD, P.O.A dress, violet Chuckies, free one month massage, Kitkat, Choco Mallows, Lord Stow egg tart lifetime supply, JBL sound system, B Series MB, violet Samsonite luggage, gold Rolex watch, all expense-paid trip to Batanes, Tokyo, Mt. Pinatubo, New Zealand, Siargao, Marinduque, Guimaras, Swiss Alps, France, Himalayas, Africa
Book-o-rama
Great Reads:
Alan Lightman, Nietzsche, Freud, Jessica Hagedorn,
Randy David, Conrado de Quiros, Dave Eggers, JD Salinger, Mark Haddon, Lourd de Veyra,
Doug Lansky, Michael Cunningham, Frank McCourt, Harper Lee, Gabriel Garcia
Marquez, Ramil Gulle, Bill Watterson, Roald Dahl, Nick Joaquin, Robert Fulghum,
Neil Gaiman, Citiatlas
Music-worthy
Lokals:
Dicta License, Up Dharma Down, Urban Dub, Sugarfree, Cynthia Alexander, Rivermaya, Radioactive Sago Project, P.O.T., Imago, Razorback, Wolfgang, Orange and Lemons, Brownbeat All Stars, Bamboo, The Bridge, Sugar Hiccups, Sheila and the Insects, Sponge Cola, Sandwich, Sponge Cola, Session Road, Kjwan, Kapatid, Barbie’s Cradle, The Teeth, Eraserheads, HYP, Joey Ayala, Gary Granada, Brownman Revival, True Faith, Side A, Parokya ni Edgar, Freestyle, South Border, Christian Bautista, Michael Cruz, Gary V.
Music-worthy Foreign Invasions:
Smashing Pumpkins, The BEATLES, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Damien Rice, Nirvana, Moonpools and Caterpillars, Aida Broadway, Foo Fighters, Oasis, 311, Our Lady Peace, Pearl Jam, Incubus, Deftones, System of A Down, Jars of Clay, Fra Lippo Lippi, Depeche Mode, The White Stripes, Janis Joplin, Boyz II Men, Silverchair, The White Stripes, Caetano Veloso, Tracy Chapman, No Doubt, Vertical Horizon, A Perfect Circle, Snow Patrol, Ne-yo, Regina Spektor, Keane, Sarah McLachlan, Ben Folds Five, Third Eye Blind, Usher, Live, Rage Against the Machine, Cold Play, Alanis Morisette, 50 Cent, Cranberries, Jewel, Tori Amos, Staind, Blur, Stevie Wonder, At The Drive-In, Nat King Cole, Goo Goo Dolls
Movie
Mania
In
The Mood For Love, Big Time!, Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros, Reality Bites, Legend of 1900, Gattaca, I am David, Endo, Juno, Kite Runner, Schindler's
List, , Olivier, Olivier, Fight Club, City of God, Chungking Express, Cinema
Paradiso, Malena, Children of Heaven, Children of Paradise, Primal Fear, American
History X, Fahrenheit 9/11, Ganito Kami Noon, Paano Kayo Ngayon, Karnal, Fallen,
Catch Me If You Can, Fallen Angels, La Jette, Y Tu Mama Tambien, Amores Perros,
The Crime of Padre Amarro, Legend of the Falls, In America, American Beauty,
Snow Falling On Cedars, Amelie, Run Lola Run, Talk To Her, The Rainmaker,
Seven, Life is Beautiful, My Best Friend's Wedding, Confessions of A Dangerous
Mind, How To Lose A Guy in 10 Days, Kill Bill, Godfather 1, Motorcycle Diaries,
Godfather 2, Closer, Mulan, Shawshank Redemption, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's
Nest, The Others, Practical Magic, Chocolat, The Matrix 1, Shrek, Monsters,
Inc., Almost Famous, The Pianist, Girl Interrupted, Lost in Translation, Cider
House Rules, Devil's Advocate, Dead Man Walking, Philadelphia, Citizen Kane,
Not One Less, Minority Report, Sixth Sense, Big Fish, Kill Bill 2, Godfather
3, Artificial Intelligence, Killing Me Softly, Vertical Limit, L'Appartement,
Au Revoir Les Enfantes, Osama, The Adaptation, Imelda, Queen Margot, American
Rhapsody, La Vida Rosa, Before Sunset, Waking Life
I could never wear my usual office polo blouse and black slacks with matching blue sneakers laced with red shoestrings to my office or even in the streets of Makati. I'm afraid those gleaming eyes, wide-eyed glances would melt me away. But last night, I wore the rare office-sneakers combination to the welcoming planet of Quiapo.
Quiapo suits all. Quiapo is the home for all. Be it Muslims, cults, snatchers, religious leaders, students, workers… every Filipino being has a nest in this underground. You could wear your blue sneakers and slacks at Quiapo. You could wear your wig, no one could actually tell!
I love everything Quiapo. The nausea-causing heat topped with Ma Mon Luk's noodles; the videoke tunes of carinderias matched with the astronomical predictions of Nostradamus beasts; the hustle and bustle alongside the 3 for 100 pirated dvds; one of a kind conciertos clashing with porns of sobriety; agimats, stones, pamparegla, pampa-anak from outer space; the scenic view of the age-old Church; handicrafts beaming with pride competing with Made in China wares; malls of their recent rusty look and conquest of death-defying experiences; pseudo-sweepstakes and pseudo-medicine; jeepneys strangling each other out as jaywalkers jump off the ships of the Metro Way. This is where most dreams were imagined, prayed, built and sheltered.
Gods and pseudo-gods reside here. And men often visit them-- beings searching for a God, beings salivating for more and more money, beings whispering their last cry, beings kissing a Nazareno replica, beings smiling and blaming their gods, beings hoping and hoping for a God. Quiapo is both chaos and silence; where you find relief and grief.
Anyways, last night, my brother and I parked our car along Taft Avenue. We ate sizzling gambas and sizzling sisig at Gary's near PGH. Then, we took a jeepney to Quiapo. After two hours of piracy madness, we went back to Taft Ave. then went home to Katipunan. It was one heck of an adventure. Hopefully, my Tutuban plans next week would push through!
Minutes ago, yaya and I rode the elevator with none other than… tantararan! Metro! Holy shit, he looked like a woman this time. My hopes suddenly collapsed! His coat is more ladylike than my coat. It has a slit at the back and it flatters his figure (though he ain't no woman!). And it perfectly matches his D.I. shoes! Pess of syet! He walks like a woman, his voice as soft as the snow! And if he is a man, he should have at least looked at me (hohoho) or be a gentleman and let us out of the elevator first! And oh remorse, he shoves the door like a swan!
I'll be shopping at Rustan's tomorrow! Yipee! Hopefully, I could buy the black leather wallet I've been eyeing for a long time now. Thanks to the utmost kindness of my parental units, they still showered me with my Christmas aginaldo even if I'm already working! Now I still have money left in my account, woohoo! Last week, I bought Florsheim sandals, sale clothes from Tango, Bayo, Tutto Moda and Freeway. Weepee!
Posted at 11/25/2005 1:29:56 pm by jazzthoughts
jazz November 25, 2005 05:49 PM PST hoy bruha! hindi ako lesbyana!
hay nakung buhay na to, kung sinong gusto mo, bakla! wolongyo!
nanghihinayang! nanghihinayang ang puso ko!!!!!!! *whaaaa*
aileen November 25, 2005 04:56 PM PST bakla si metro?!! haha.. mahirap magkagusto sa bading! pero me advantage: pwede kayo magcompare notes pag ngchcheck-out ng boylets! wahahah... jazz lesbyana!!!
AKsenchur November 25, 2005 02:02 PM PST Hohoho...Sayang ang nilalang na kagay nya :(
