Saturday, June 25, 2011

How to get rid of the bag o'cherries Mom gave you.

Coconut milk, cherries pitted and halved, one bananner.  Yes, I said bananner, you got a problem with that?

Throw the stuff in a blender and dance this mess around.

Enjoy the grayish sludge with your favorite show!
"Defending the planet with meals on wheels!"
Total bromance, dude.


Thursday, June 23, 2011

"WAH-PAH!!!"

Haha, funny story:  Summer semester, and a student zips right past me, behind my desk without an 'excuse me', which is a humungoid pet peeve of mine here at work.  I call him back, "Excuse me!", and he turns around.  Now with this student, I'm always pleasant with;  he comes through the front door, and we say to each other.  But at that moment, he's the enemy!  He went behind enemy territory!  So, I'm like:

"Don't do that again."

Stunned, he replies, "Seriously?"

"Yeah."

"Well, it was busy and -"

"Still." 

Busy
?  Yes, there were four or five other students milling around in front of my desk, but what do you do or say to get through a crowd instead of making a quick detour into my work space?  You say, 'Excuse me.', right?  If this dude had asked first, I would have gladly let him walk behind me, but he didn't and that grinds my gears.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

There was a time when all I ever needed for my face was baby powder.

Now I seriously dislike the guy at Sephora who sold me the Clinique concealer pen in the pinkish shade falsely advertised as "Medium".  That was months ago.  I just got back from Walgreens today with a L 'Oreal True Match concealer in Light/Medium that not only blends well with my Southeast Asian complexion, it cost me $10 less! 

Okay, my fault for going along with the guy and hanging on his every word.  Supposedly he knows more about makeup than I do. 

Been checking out the Philippine beauty blogs for a little help, but as I went through them, I began to realize that they really don't represent the average Pinay.  I'm talking about the gals in provinces like the one I lived in for nine years, where gals ride jeepneys to get around, go to the palengke (marketplace) to work or shop for the day's meals, walk underneath the hot sun from one subdivision to the next, launder other people's clothes  for a living, work in the rice fields, go to classes at the local universities and tech schools in town...
Basically, gals who don't live or aspire to have the Sex and the City lifestyle and who don't have as much money to spend on oodles of clothes and cosmetics from big city department stores or shopping trips to Singapore and Hong Kong.  And seriously, the clothes these bloggers are sporting for their self-pics are unbelievable, especially when you take in the climate they're living in.  The freakin' tropics, for crying out loud.  The ankle boots, the cardigans and faux-leather jackets, the tights!  Tights!  Good for air-conditioned buildings, but outside with the heat and the smog that is Manila, give me a break.  We is tropical peeps!  Dress more tropical like!  Socks with wedges?  *facepalm*

Monday, June 20, 2011

Just one of 'dem days (don't take it personal)

Finally got my day in the sun yesterday.

My astig face, which means either 'cool' or 'thug'.  I kinda prefer the latter.


Argh!  Get off my lawn, freaks!


I love the rollerdancing!  "Yowzah, yowzah, yowzah!!!"

Friday, June 17, 2011

I'm loopy! I'm loopy!

I'm so excited!  I'm on medication for the first time in my life!  Wheeeeee!

Friday, June 10, 2011

On this date, a year ago...

I wore Calvin Klein and Steve Madden shoes.  He wore baggy jeans and his shirt untucked.

Monday, June 6, 2011

The Tree of Life


Saw this film with my in-laws, a few of their friends, and my younger sister and her boyfriend on Saturday, at the Embarcadero 1 Cinema.  We all met at a nearby restaurant a few hours before the 4:30 showing, and there was already a long-ass line for tickets.  My sister and I were smart enough to get ours online the day before so all we had to do was pick them up at the box office, then zoom off for lunch. 
For anyone mildly curious, The Tree of Life is very much more a work of art than anything else.  I can't really describe it in my own words, and when I try to, all I can come up with is, "Quietly intense, emotional without overture, surreal and moving.".  I was tearing up at the last half, especially towards the end.   

There was a bit of a "Eh?" moment for me during the first half of the movie.  During lunch, I had both an iced tea and a water, then a small Diet Coke (when my sister's in charge of buying snacks, we don't gots a choice).  At the start of the Big Bang scene, I ran off to the rest room, and when I came back, I wondered if I walked into the wrong movie.  *Dinosaurs???*
When I spoke to my sister Evita about it after wards, she looked at me with a Well, duh! expression and said, "The Tree of Life!  The beginning of the universe!".  I started to regret that trip to the toilet, because this is the kind of film you really need to sit through from beginning to end.