Bi-polar Clarity

Only Here

2009-08-31T00:14:00Z

It's funny-- tossing and turning last night, thinking all the things i was thinking, i wouldn't have expected anyone else to be going through those funny thoughts i was thinking at that moment. but reading up on my friends' thoughts i thought "wow they're thinking the same things i've been thinking".

So it was nice to know that through all of that funny thinking i'm not so alone and though there is a disconnect and a distance there is still something that we share and i believe, somehow, we will go back to that thing. some time in life, we'll all meet each other at that particular place but we'll be better people, smarter, more loving people, able to roll with the punches. and perhaps, able to punch right back.

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The Darkness doesn't come when His light surroudns me. the cold isn't is paralyzing and the fear goes out the window almost as quickly as it comes. I understand now why those panic attacks used to come, and i understand now why i never told anyone.

Flickring

2009-08-27T01:07:28Z

Hi Everybody!

I've totally left you cold turkey, haven't i? I've faced this blank page with so many things to say and yet with no words to say them! That truly is a fascinatingly confusing state.

I'm still in it, and i just wanted to drop by to tell you that i'm trying to find clarity through photos! haha and now i've got me my own Flickr account, thanks to Kaity's prodding (feeling, di naman ako kailangan pilitin mashado haha).

so if you've got yourself an account, add me add me add meeeee! www.flickr.com/photos/kris_isaac. see you there :)

Hello lee casanova! let's lunch again soon!

I Only Like Clothes After They're No Longer Uso. Para Ako Lang! HAHA

2009-07-02T07:12:15Z

I will now take a moment to be FEMALE (yes, i am) and talk a little bit about what kind of fashion i'd like to incorporate into my wardrobe as of late. Take note that desire and reality often do not see eye to eye (thus, the existence of the desire), so you may or may never see these things on my body or in my closet. perhaps my imagination is good enough, for these hard times. oh to be young and frivolous!

1) High Waisted Shorts and Skirts

I was so pleasantly surprised to find that these waist hugging things actually LENGTHEN my short body! i always thought it would make me look like a tree stump, but apparently the cut is quite flattering for us little people.

i actually have a pair of tan high-waisted shorts-- but because the world hates me, i gained weight immediately after the purchase and now my lovely puson bulges out, and if i'm not mistaken, there is also the appearance of camel toe. no thanks! must either lose weight(boo), or go shopping soon (yay!)

2) Masculine cuts and pieces

Seeing as i have always been and always will be macho, might as well make it look good, right? i would love to walk around wearing men's button down shirts or tuxedo tops and pants but for some reason, i just can't get comfortable with it. i feel too much like a man! but one day, when i find just the right cut, i hopefully will paint the town red (or pink, or orange) in my masculine, un-butchy look.

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aaaaaaaaaannnnddd.... that's it. I'd like to put in some Christian Louboutin black high heeled pumps but seeing as it's way over the budget (and i will never be able to trick my dad into buying me one -- darn it, he's learning!), i won't even post the photo here. no need to remind me of what i can't have.

Yay! a totally girlie post!

now that's over, can i just say-- i learned a few things about men and women over the weekend. and to put it all in a nutshell:
"Act Like A Lady, Think Like A Man."

Unfortunately, what i seem to have perfected throughout the years is:
"Act Like A Man, Think Like A Neurotic Female"

which, thankfully, is beginning to look a lot like the past. i am months deep in heart rehab-- i've finally decided that i absolutely SUCK at relationships and i'm going to let go and let God. it's harder, but really, who can i trust more?

and! if there's one thing i wish every female would remember, it's that WE ARE POWERFUL! we decide whether a man kisses us, holds our hands, touches us. we are the gatekeepers of purity, ladies!
don't relinquish that power! hold on to it and remember -- the worthy one will WAIT.

Well, seeing as i've jumped topics yet again, i will be the typical aquarian that i am and I will be impulsive and will now chop all of my hair off at Razzle Dazzle Salon! photos to follow! (if it looks good. if it doesn't, i will suddenly have a strange, rather unhealthy attachment to hats).

whoopa!

Splish Splash Sploosh!

2009-06-23T06:45:37Z

Most days, i absolutely hate the rain. it's dirty, it's messy, and most of all, it's WET. Wet, wet, wet!

but are you looking out the window right now? it's beautiful! it's like a snow globe, but not because it's raining! do you get what i'm saying? things are flying about in circles and cars are honking like crazy and the traffic has begun (oh i pity my poor, un-pedicured feet) but the rain goes on and on and ON like none of us matter.

and i suppose in the big order of things, our teeny little lives do matter so little. why do we make such a big fuss out of everything? (yes, i am talking to myself)

and now the thunder and lightning are having an argument, about who's scarier. the lighting that can kill or the thunder that's booming? i mean yes, lighting can kill but without thunder it's just this pretty little light that breaks the sky in many little pieces.

but the thunder, oh the thunder! i really am so afraid of booming, banging, bursting, exploding things! tyres, balloons, thunder. it's all scary to me, really.

Back to the rain.

It's falling in sheets now, thick curtains of white and grey. sometimes when the wind blows it spirals about, like milk in your hot chocolate. or creamer in your coffee.

That's the only thing i like about rain, you see. The hot chocolate. and the excuse to wear knee-high boots and layers. and the fact that my grandfather's farm has been watered (he's an old man, you see. and he doesn't have a lot of people). and also, i like the way the world looks after the rain. all glistening and sparkly and quiet.

from my 15th floor condo unit, you can see people peeking out after the rain, like little mice, sniffing the air for clear signs of safety. or maybe some cheese.

and there it goes again, pouring and pouring and pouring. The wonders of the rain.

Most days, i hate it so. but i guess today is an exception.

UR Presents!

2009-06-19T05:46:36Z

It's UR Presents again on June 27, saturday! :) UR 105.9 and Sonic Boom have partnered to give you another kick ass night!

Our artists of the month, Hilera and The Ambassadors, are going to be performing FULL SETS that night, and they've invited some of their friends to be there too -- NYCTINASTY, THE PURPLECHICKENS, GASULINA and BLUE BOY BITES BACK!

So so haul ass to the RJ Bar on June 27, next saturday! P120 gets you in with a free drink and if you wish, we can ask Mr. SLH to give you the lap dance of your life. oh yes.

Gig starts at 8.30 pm folks, so be there early!

Waiting For the Impossible

2009-06-03T00:31:58Z

I came across this quote recently about how God is looking for people through whom He'll do the impossible, and what a sad thing it is that we only plan for things that we are only capable of.

It struck me so much because i'm currently working on a project that has got my nerves in knots and looks like it just might not happen the way i thought it would. that quote reminded me that man's plans may always fail, but God's plans are perfect, and if we wait on Him and allow Him to work through us, the stories unfold in a way we never could have imagined.

Also, all the stress and anxiety is making me turn to prayer a whole lot, and i don't think that can ever be a bad thing, now can it?

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this football coach once said that no one who has done their best has ever regretted it -- so wherever you guys are today, whatever it is you have to do the next two weeks (hi Vicky w_llflower ! haha!) be excellent. Whether you have to make coffee or teach children or design sky scrapers. and don't be daunted by the impossible. God puts no limists on faith, nor does your faith put limits on God. He's quite great that way ;)

WARNING

2009-04-16T06:14:53Z

just a reminder

2009-03-30T01:00:30Z

I feel very bad for people who don't think about where they came from.

especially when the family you forgot loves you like none of your short-lived highs ever can.

8

2009-03-16T06:13:29Z

and we go through life with our eyes closed, holding on to what we know is each other, hoping against hope that the world will be kinder this time around, that the stories they told about true love are all true.

some days i know that this is it, that in you i have found something bigger than myself. and then some days i look at you and feel nothing but the fear of being left behind all over again.

and then in the midst of my delirium, you take my hand and say a really stupid, unfunny joke and then i'm brought back to reality and i find that my future is filled with weird inside jokes and laughter and food and life and this amount of love that overflows i have to share it, to give it. and it's okay, it all becomes okay.

if you, dear, maybe random reader, if you knew me, and knew me well, then you will know that it's all going to be okay has always been the only thing that i have been looking for. because below and beyond that is only momentary, and we all have our chances to feel elation and depression.

but this. this. not everyone has this. and i am blessed.

pauli na ta! dili na tugnaw dong oy, dili na.

YEHEEEEY! Incoherent Post!

2009-01-14T03:51:09Z

FREE ENTRANCE! FREE DRINKS! GREAT LINEUP! LOTS OF PEOPLE!
my first gig of the year :D come, come! :)

CALLING ANNA OPOSA.

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Unhealthy obsession #1
CHOCOLATES CHOCOLATES CHOCOLATES

Unhealthy Obsession #2
HOUSEHOLD CLEANING PRODUCTS

Unhealthy Obsession #3
ZOOEY DESCHANEL

hi zooooeeeeeeyyyy i love yooooouuuuu!!!!

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is she really engaged to ben gibbard?

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i'm obviously in work mode already. how do i know? see above post. har har.

Everyone Has A Wishlist!

2008-12-19T03:01:48Z

never one for window shopping, it's been one of the biggest adjustments i had to make just to make things work with Niki. True story!

he'll actually go up to me and say "tara mall tayo" tapos sasabihin ko "huh anong gagawin natin dun wala naman akong pera" and then while dragging me he'll say "mangangarap lang tayo!"

this of course doesn't agree with my gut since i've never been one to want what i cannot have, but since it's christmas and hey, it's a magical time, might as well right?

at least making a list doesn't involve going to tha mall. ugh.

1) Christian Louboutin Declic Black Pumps

drool drool drooooool. people don't understand how important a good pair of black pumps is. my size is 7 1/2 ehem ehem

2) Nike Air Force 1 - Rainbow

i found an adorable pair of pink ones in subic a year ago, and since then i've been looking for just the right kicks but i could never get myself to buy any of the SNORE designs that they sell here. and then i looked online and then kaboom!

it was love. cute cute cuuuuute

photos from EUkicks.com!

3) The Spa Refreshing Start Package

Aromafacial Massage
Choice of Foot Therapy
(Peppermint Foot Rub, Oriental Foot Therapy or Thai Foot Massage)
Choice of Deluxe Body Massage
(Swedish, Shiatsu, or Deep Tissue)

Note: You can be upgraded to Executive by adding Php 200.00

2 Hour Session

OMG i don't care if anyone gives this to me, i'll get the executive room for myself no matter what.

4) Egyptian Cotton linens

100 % pure egyptian cotton, eco-friendly, and a freaking 1,500 thread count. holy crap can you imagine! i'll never wake up ever. this is a DREAM.

5) A really, really, really, really, really, really good night's sleep.

haha in the end, the best things in life are free :)

wow wow wow i really need to finish my christmas shopping. children i am so excited! i LOVE christmas! yay!

The Girl With A Radio Heart

2008-12-05T01:10:25Z

I've been living a secret life, you see.

There's normal, happy, underwear-wearing kris isaac. then there's happy, still-underwear-wearing, but sneaky spy person kris. People wonder why i'm so good at digging up stuff about people on the internet, and it's because for a little while, i found myself obsessed with a girl.

She was his object of desire back in college. most of his friends would pinpoint her as the big love before i came along and overwhelmed him with my incredible charm, razor-sharp wit and spankin' good looks (HAHAHAHAHAHA).

But for some reason or another, i always felt like i was being compared to her, and it's not easy when she was a college heartthrob, and i was mostly known for being heard far and wide due to my God-given ability to modulate. as well as for being emo (excuse me, i was there before emo became known for the hairstyle. and my brand of emo was poetic haha).

i made a promise to myself early on that i would not be one of those girls who labored so much to look pretty and put together just to go to school so they can be noticed by shallow self-centered jocks with penises for brains (pphheeeww), but i went on being noticed anyway since i couldn't keep my voice down. arr.

This girl's cute, you see. and was his best friend. and she was nice. and she could dance. i wouldn't give her much for grammar but she was just one of those people whom everyone liked cos she was just so damn cute! and she modeled. and did commercials. I HATE VTRs.

so behind his back i found her and built up a person in my head. i saw a trillion photos of her in her most favorite place in the world, which was-- yes you guessed it-- Embassy. i found notes and things that seriously, mean absolutely nothing but since i was being all Veronica Mars on him, everything suddenly meant something.

Man, i was in snoopy girlfriend hell.

But i was so good at it that he never had a clue. still doesn't. and you better not show him this post or i swear i will castrate you, whatever sex you may be.

And then one day,

one day

in the middle of secretly looking at yet another album of senseless dancing in embassy, he called out to me and said "hey love, are you ready to go?". i looked at him while hiding the proof of my momentary obsession and said "yeah i'll just shut down my computer" and in that instant i realized

GEE wiz kriz

you're going home with him.

whoever this was, whoever she WAS to him, that means nothing now. because it's your hand he holds and it's your mouth he kisses and your heart he loves.

so i took one last look at the very cute, very embassy-going short-time obsession, and shut my computer down. "tara" i said, and he went on to tell me about something funny he thought about earlier.

I Haven't Done Random In A While!

2008-12-02T00:28:59Z

LET'S WATCH THE PACQUIAO FIGHT! I don't know much about boxing but i LOVE watching manny destroy in the ring. the swiftness escapes me a lot of the time and so i thank God so very much for replays, i really do.

there is a different feeling that comes over me every time he gets one in and it's like i can see the health bar of the opponent slowly reaching the red zone until that one beautiful swift and powerful movement from pacqiao that ends the fight. it kills, i tell ya! it just kills!

but this is DE LA HOYA YO. as much as i would like to jump around confident that manny will deliver again, it's just... it's de la hoya and so many people are already saying that manny is crazy for doing this and yes i agree, but I CAN'T WAIT TO WATCH THE FIGHT! LET'S WATCH GUYS LET'S WATCH!

And did you see the smiling sky last night? i personally didn't but there were photos and upon seeing them i imagined God going "he he he" in his own omnipotent, omnipresent, creator of the heavens and the earth kind of way. haha. that was seriously funny though! i wanna see it!

I feel the Christmas spirit through and through. do you? whenever i see pastry displays in pretty lights and colors i feel like a kid again. like i want to jump outside and play in the snow and exclaim about how the snowflakes feel like gentle kisses. but then i realize that we live in a tropical country and the day it snows here is the day we must all repent of our sins for the Armageddon is here haha.

and yes i have been out and about and just cos i don't post pictures of every single event i go to doesn't mean i'm old and out of it. forgive me for being too katams to post photos.

OMG CHRISTMAS NA!

that's all!

Bar Tour Bonanza! Kaloka! Punta Ka!

2008-11-11T02:36:50Z

Pumapalpitate pa rin eh

2008-10-27T02:41:06Z

The SuperSession was. well. amazing. omg. i didn't expect the night to turn out that way!

i will not be posting photos yet but here's a sample of the rehearsal--

helloooo daniel crisologo, kakoy legaspi, tirso ripol and dondee ledesma on one stage. try comprehending that! the concert was times one million. it was an amazing high, being a part of something that huge. we made so many people happy!! that made my heart soar.

but although my heart is soaring, my face is like this--

beautiful. i should be a star.

anyway, so many things have happened and my editing skills cannot catch up to time. backlog of updates = katams to the nth level.
but hey i wanna tell you about the BINONDO WOKING ADVENTURE!

these were my partners in crime--

kaity eating kiamoy. which she eventually spat out. haha

Chris "Lambing". he's not very malambing, but he is foxy. haha hi chris!

no she wasn't part of our group ano ba. she's a nice chinese lady running a traditional chinese pharmacy. where you can buy dried tuko. true story!

do check out oldmanilawalks.blogspot.com

they have lovely lovely tours and ivan is wonderful and the food is great and really, there is so much we don't know about the places that are near us! we're like all raving about europe and america and morocco and when we hear binondo we're like "chinese trade" which is true for the most part, but it is so much more than just 168. lotsa history right there. and lots of great food too!

ivan man dy, tourist guide extra-ordinaire.

one important tip: don't drink a frap before going on the tour. just take my word for it.

and then i've been going through a whole lot of "WOAH I DIDN'T KNOW THAT ABOUT ME" moments and it's both crazy and great.

OMG there was this one time i was looking at this crib in this store and it had all these great christmas sheets and pillow cases and stuffed toys and all of a sudden
like

i had this enormous overwhelming desire to be a MOM. right then and there, i just wanted to be a mom. GAWD. i got out of there as quickly as i could.

and then there's this senti moment i keep on having where i look at him and say

"it's all gonna be okay"

Overblown

2008-10-17T00:47:59Z

And all of a sudden i felt very, very scared.

although it had absolutely nothing to do with me, even if i wasn't even there, i suddenly felt afraid. and i remembered how they always used to tell us that you can't trust everybody. sometimes even the ones you think you know, they up and stab you the moment you turn your back.

and all of a sudden i missed them so much, the usual suspects.

the fear made me want to go to the last place i felt safe, the last place where i knew no one would hurt me on purpose. and save for that time niki and i fell asleep on my beanbags WHILE getting ready to go to a party (true story), the last safe place i remember was pagudpud. maybe it was the mixture of the wild waves and the freezing water and the fake chairs we "carved" out of the sand and all the liempo we ate.
whatever it was, it felt like home.

the world is so full of people you don't expect. and it isn't always a good thing. and because of one incident (that i wasn't even involved with!), i suddenly find myself doubting every single person coming my way.

tiring, tiring.

Rockademics! The Last Leg!

2008-10-15T03:59:37Z

And here we finally are-- the final leg of ROCKADEMICS-- the Underground College Rock Tour!

watch The Wuds, Phillipine Violators and Red Horse Muziklaban Champions Mayonnaise and Gayuma as they show us how to rock it the right way at CHAKIK'S, Julia Vargas, Pasig, THIS FRIDAY - 7pm, October 17!

They will be joined by Kalayaan College's very own bands -- Quadro, Misyonaro, One Inch, Favored Enemy, Maya's Anklet!

P100 gets you in with FREE RED HORSE BEER!

ROCKADEMICS is brought to you by Underground Radio 105.9 and Red Horse Extra Strong Beer. Drink Moderately!

Sa Totoo Lang

2008-10-08T00:12:53Z

I really can get quite shy. it is an extra effort to start conversation sometimes. either that or i'm not really very fond of mankind. just consider me an expert at small talk. and i'm so incredibly good at making people feel comfortable with me that they start telling me their secrets... on the first meeting. whilst i, on the other hand, am squirming deep inside and exerting so much effort to appear like i love where i am.

don't get me wrong though, it's not like that all the time. i just wish people would stop thinking that they are the most interesting creatures in the world.

then again, i have a blog dedicated to nothing else but the sharing of the most mundane things that run through, around, and out of my mind. har. guess we're all vain huh.

also, been thinking a lot about selfishness. it's so easy to ask people to understand us, but it's so goshdarn difficult to get ourselves to understand other people.

i don't want to be selfish!

this may sound cruel. but. sometimes i wish you would go through something so heavy, so deep that it will change you forever. something that will cut you through and through. something that will hurt you, pull you under, push you out. it's gotten to the point that i think the only thing that can change you is an event that will pull out your reality from under you. you are so freakishly self-absorbed. i love you so much. and i wish you knew how much this love hurts.

QUESO! MARKUS HIGHWAY! PHILIPPINE VIOLATORS! ROCKADEMICS! AWESOME!

2008-10-07T03:54:23Z

Bumibritney Spears: Not A Girl, Not Yet a Woman.

2008-10-07T02:57:56Z

I think that there are three major types of women: The New Maria Clara, The Ordinary Girl, And The Liberated One (i was gonna say post-modern, but since NOBODY really, truly understands what the hell Post-modern really means, i'm just gonna put The Liberated One). This is my attempt at understanding society, but it is not in anyway an unchangeable belief. I've never been one for categorizing people, but for the sake of trying to walk out of my quarter-life crisis alive, i am going to make himay-himay this whole thing like a thorny tilapia.

Every once in a while there is a female who happens to have great balance between all three types, but that is rare, and the most difficult thing to accomplish. you secretly hate her and secretly want to be her. but you'll never admit it. We'll talk more about her later. and since The Ordinary Girl is so NORMAL that i'll probably describe her as "nice" 350 times, i'll just skip on her.

Take note that i don't think any one type is better than the other. every single woman is beautiful in her own way and is always capable of being better, stronger, bigger. some are just more boring than others and some are skankier than others (UGH CAN YOU PLEASE STOP WEARING PEK PEK SHORTS EVERYWHERE YOU GO. tag-ulan na huy mahahamog ka niyan eh).

The New Maria Clara, as you can derive from the name, is the part-traditional, part-go-get-em woman. she's the one who won't belch out loud, she'll cover her mouth when she laughs oh so daintily, she'll never ask a guy out on a date, she expects to be courted, and she is respected for her femininity. She is strong but she believes in the different roles of men and women in society, and has no issues regarding these roles. she knows that even if it's the man who brings home the moolah, she controls most of the things at home. the man may be the head, but she is the neck that turns that head (hello, My Big Fat Greek Wedding quote right there! i do not plagiarize!)

The Liberated One is all about conquering the world, she struggles to be heard, seen and appreciated, she believes in equal rights and will open doors for men. she has no problem with earning more than her husband, but she'll probably be attracted to power, more often than not. The Liberated One can't sit still, she needs to always be doing something, fighting for something. and fight she does. sometimes a bit too much.

Now, guess which one i fall under? yes, that's right. i am the perfect embodiment of The New Maria Clara.

HAHAHAHAHHAA.

anyway so back to being honest. yeah, i guess growing up surrounded by strong, empowered and loud women has developed my desire to be just as strong, just as empowered, and okay maybe hopefully NOT as loud. though i'm not so sure i'll ever accomplish that.
The women i look up to are INCREDIBLE women who fight for their right to be CEOs of companies, to be head surgeons, to be President (though not necessarily the current one).

but i've also learned that our femininity has such force. there are some things that are accomplished so easily by using that oh-so-alluring Hair Flip, or the you can look but you can't touch vibe. what can i say? sex sells. and men are pigs. (okay sorry, low blow. not all men. just most)

Men are lucky because throughout history they had the right to IMPOSE things, you know? yeah we had some pretty great women then but it was a MAN'S WORLD. they made us fight for the right to vote. fight for the right to be doctors and firewomen and all that jazz.
What was my point again? oh wait, yeah.

How does a woman retain her strength, be respected for her intelligence, her drive and ambition, and not be seen as a ball buster?

How does a woman learn to harness all her sexuality and beauty and grace and not be such a HO?

See these are things that women spend their lives perfecting, while feeling pressure from all sides to be this, be that. you hear the things "you're not feminine enough" or "you're so maarte". and all the while you're trying to find exactly who you are and accepting that person through and through is not always such an easy thing.

I work in a male dominated industry and i can't wait for the day people stop saying "girl band" and just say "band".

It's gonna get there. let's just hold on ladies, and fight our way through til we no longer have to fight, without a single hair out of place.

Dont' Get Me Wrong

2008-10-02T02:51:59Z

For some reason people find it funny or ridiculous when one says that they aspire to be a celebrity. there is an ick factor to it-- or it seems so duybads to be in philippine showbiz. there is also an ick factor when you say the word "duybads". that word should really leave my vocabulary.

anyway.

Even if people say you're gross for wanting to be rubbing shoulders with the beautiful and nice-smelling celebrities of philippine showbiz, deep inside i bet my sweet little ass that they wouldn't mind being in that position. Personally, i only have only one reason for even thinking about showbiz-- and that, ladies and gentlemen, is not about having an opportunity to run my fingers down derek ramsey's beautiful abs, nor is it about getting boob job tips from the lovely ladies with boob jobs (did you really think i was gonna name names?). No, my only reason would be, well, i want to be heard.

them celebrities get media mileage no matter what they do. they are watched, written about, featured, loved, hated, whatever! the point is, people are always waiting for what they'll do or say next, and that is such a great thing-- having that much influence. used and cultivated in the right way, that kind of attention can change lives.

maybe getting education for the underprivileged would be more supported if some high profile celebrity actually pushed this advocacy. maybe if they put up foundations or LIBRARIES or even just put up a simple event asking for used books and other school materials it would be so overwhelmingly successful.

like hello let us take CHRIS TIU for example-- can you imagine if he put up a huge ass event for, let's say, the children of our fallen soldiers in mindanao. imagine if chris tiu went to people, asking for sponsors and support, HOLY CRAP YOU'VE GOT A MILLION DOLLAR EVENT RIGHT THERE! them media planners won't even wait for him to ask for it, they'll say YES YES YES at the mere sight of him.

(although i personally don't see what all the fuss is about. but that's another entry)

anyway i'm not saying that our dear artistas can save the world (or can they? i think ruffa guttierez can save the world. but that's just me), i just wish instead of hyping up movies that are of questionable taste or the launching of a make up brand that pretends to make you look 50 times younger, i wish more of these influential people would hype up art, or indepent film, or our music industry, or rally against poverty, the lack of education, the number of child prostitutes that shows no sign of dropping.

i mean, did you even know that puerto galera is one of the largest sources of child prostitution in this country? did you know that a lot of these prostitution groups are run by FOREIGNERS? how can we allow PEOPLE WHO DON'T EVENT COME FROM HERE DESTROY OUR CHILDREN LIKE THAT?

i bet you didn't know that.

so whenever people joke about how i want to be an artista, or how it's ridiculous that one should aspire to be just as big as sharon cuneta (career wise, i mean), that's all i really want to do. i want to stand for something, and actually be taken seriously. i don't want to have such a hard time getting sponsors for worthy causes. i want to be able to get the media interested in things other than scantily clad women.
And if given even the slightest opportunity to be that person, whether it be in showbiz, politics (okay maybe not politics), business, radio-- i would most definitely take it. judge me, laugh at me, bring me down. my dreams will always be bigger than your narrow minds.

some of the biggest, most destructive, or most powerful things that took place in history started with only one person desiring it to happen. what better place to start than with one person with the power to be heard by thousands more?

The Most Random, Yet Wonderful, Text Message I've Ever Received

2008-09-25T00:45:12Z

"good morning ate kris, this is banban*. i'm in labor right now and i accidentally am watching you and niki on myx. i love it, you guys are so cute. i miss you guys. i'll be giving birth at about 4 am to a baby boy. wolfgang hayden hamilton. don't forget! you guys are ninong ang ninang. hi to everyone. mwah!"

*banban is actually vanessa, who was intern. despite getting pregnant at 16, banban (a really bad nickname given to her by niki) held her head up high and looked forward to life as a mother. she's this lovely, smart, spunky girl with eyes you can drown in, i swear. and i totally love how, in the midst of labor, she found time to watch tv.

so at around 4 am today i became a ninang for the 2nd time! aw i love it so. yay for babies!

Radio Myx

2008-09-23T06:37:41Z

Halo! Niki and i were the hosts for the underground radio session of Radio Myx. yay! we had no idea what were doing but it was muchos fun!

and okay, the reason why i'm posting photos of us being made up is because if you have a show from monday to friday at six in the freaking morning, you barely, if ever, feel like putting on makeup. which means i pretty much look like Crap Shake in da AM. so! being made up like this is like, an event. it rarely happens. and so i will enjoy, since it will be another long time til i look anywhere near presentable haha.

The Myx people were really nice, albeit a little frazzled haha.

He secretly likes it too har har.

HAHA this is us trying out our artista look. but it is an epic fail.

if you guys have time to check it out here is the schedule:

September 23 Tuesday 9:30pm
September 25 Thursday 12:30am
September 26 Friday 9am
September 27 Saturday 12nn
September 28 Sunday 11am
September 29 Monday 4pm

Channel 23 on Sky Cable and Silver.

i've never seen the episode so if we do really badly, please let me know so i can give up all my aspirations of being a super duper artista. and i will throw out my large collection of big shades and funky scarves. har har!

xoxo

3, but technically 10

2008-09-15T22:58:41Z

i had a dream that you gave me roses. i really like roses.

WHO IS KRIZKA ESCOBAR?

2008-09-10T23:57:19Z

"look, there has never, ever been a krizka escobar in this radio station ever." i tell him. he pauses a bit and tells me, "but she told me she works there..."

So this guy called us up at the office yesterday, looking for krizka escobar. it was his one millionth time of calling and i was getting exasperated. i was in the middle of preparing for a pre-prod meeting with a big client and this guy was really getting on my nerves. so i said,

"look dude, i'm telling you, i have NO idea who that is. there is no one here with that name. are you sure you're not looking for kris isaac?"

and it was like he was talking to a retard when he tells me "no i am looking for krizKA. kriZKA!"

Instead of slamming the phone down on his conyo-accented ass, i said, yet again, "THERE IS NO ONE HERE BY THAT NAME. what do you want from her anyway?" then comes the strange answer,

"...well, i'm actually her boyfriend, and i'm looking for her..."

silence.

"and she texted me just now and she said that she's at the booth right now..." what? okay this totally weirds me out and i tell him "look man, unless your girlfriend is a ghost and is texting you from the supernatural world, the only people here are me and the tech."

i thought he would finally go away, but no! he says "THAT'S SO WEIRD! she told me that she works there and she's friends with billy b! and that she's your 2-5 pm jock..." "dude, we don't even have a 2-5 pm jock", and with dismay he says "but she told me that's where she's been going everyday..."

"sorry man," i tell him, "she's not here. she's been lying to you, because i have no idea who you are talking about."

okay i know a lot of relationships lack communication, but that was ridiculous. and the stranger thing is Niki met this girl, Maya, from a totally different social circle who turns out to be a friend of krizka escobar as well, and krizka told maya as well that she's working in UR.

um how about, no? i really want to meet this girl, just to ask her "why". what an interesting case study she would make!

hi krizka!