coffee break

after eons of shooting my camera and having my picture taken, i have finally sat down and put it into albums. i have stacks and stacks of pictures, around 300+ and really nice albums i bought at bergdorf. they’re silk, satin, suede and velvet covered album in rich jewel and earth tones. one is gilded in gold threads, the suede one in victorian, fleur de lys prints. the pictures are actually from 4 years of travelling. i don’t have any intentions of seeing them in print but i got a coupon from snapfish, 400 prints plus a calendar for free. all i need to pay is the shipping. both gathering dust for more than a year.

stacked in the corner of my room, along with my many unread books, they were begging me to attend to them. i finally picked it up, scatter everything on my bed and quickly sort it. it took a while; i was conflicted on how to sort it. is it per city? per country?  the year i travelled? subjects? since i only have 5 albums, i’m limited to a select few. i settled with us, architecture, flora and fauna, euro and down under and a separate album for portraits, mine and that i took.

i have another album, made from oak  (yes, the wood) and brown leaves/pages. that one i bought at istanbul. i still have to fill up the pages. i need to sit down and do all these things. then again, work tends to creep up.

watching an interesting movie sunday night. it’s about a not so distant future were hate, war, poverty is no longer a concern. by paying a small price, removing the human emotion. they surmise that the human emotion is the cause of things bad.

yes, it’s true. pride had driven hitler to eradicate millions of jews, a cleansing of the lesser race. his pride have led into war, and death and famine. greed, as we all know has a power that consumes the best of everyone. very few people can resist the power of power, let alone pass it up.

so… are you willing to give up your ability to feel for the greater good? to love, feel pain, laugh, dance, jump. will you abandon yourself?

listening to:  
Breakaway – Kelly Clarkson : Beautiful Disaster (Live)

a complete 180; does anyone of you wishes you have your own pool. i do, and if ever i have one, i’ll work, eat, and sleep in there. this weather is way too hot for me. if this continues, the polar ice caps will melt at the end of summer. lately, i have seen a change in my preference with office clothes. usually in classic, crisp, long sleeves and tailored dress pants, i now prefer short sleeves and comfy shoes. if only we’re allowed to wear board shorts.

i sold some of my stuff at the recent cubao expo flea market. 2 viktor skinny jeans and 5 office clothes. quite a difficult feat for me, i can’t seem to say goodbye to my clothes since i still wear them. i don’t really keep clothes i don’t wear. but it’s for a good cause; a friend’s friend is having  health issues with her recently born baby. if there’s a good enough reason to part with my clothes, it would be this one. but the experience alone was worth it. i have this imaginary scene in my mind that i would talk to buyers and give them some style tips and coordinate a rocking look. in reality it was mayhem. the customers we had were from all walks of life, the ones that don’t know viktor and jimmy key and… to the point that i was even embarrassed to say how much i was asking for them, even though it was marked so low that ino would kill me. from a sea of 20, 50 and 80 pesos shirts, blouses and office clothes, mine was seen as snobbish and pretentious.

after much complaining and almost throwing it out of the window, i have a new/old replacement office laptop. from a super business and formal nc6320 laptop to a uber chic tx1213 tablet. it’s from my manager, his ‘old’ one. he doesn’t like it and got a new one. it’s good that he doesn’t like it and that i have a somewhat man-of-few-words relationship with my manager. me? man of few words? yeah right. i rarely complain to him, rarely needs guidance and most of the time i just talk to him to give updates and asks support for projects and pursuits i do. i’m loving the tablet, so cool that i can twist the display and do my presentation. my only complaint to this is the display clarity, quite poor under bright light conditions.

i told myself that i will not care for small things. no sweating for the small stuff. no talks of this scandal, stupid miss usa contestants, no politics. unless it holds the answer for renewable source of energy, poverty and world peace, they will not occupy a space in my blog. kapish?

oh, before i go, please stop wearing brightly colored clothes. no neons unless you want to go to the clubs, at night, circa early 90s. it’s too bright outside, too hot and too damn uncomfortable to see a mistake with legs and a purse walking towards you. do it for the people that are looking at you. if not that, do it for yourselves, if you wanna get laid.

i spent us$88 for the whole american idol songs at itunes. though i could have opted for torrent/limewire like most people do, i chose to do what is right. if i advocate anti-piracy, i should do so in every way possible. piracy applies to all not just struggling artists and art films. on the upside of things, itunes gave me a 10 song coupon for free.

listening to:  
American Idol 8 – Matt Giraud: Let’s Get It On

hey, stop it! stop it i say. it’s over, we now have a new american idol. so no amount of ranting, petitions and state of absolute shock would undo the fact that kris ‘cutie’ allen is the new american idol. come on, america will not have a gay american idol. just do the math, from the time of martin luther king’s speech to having the first black (ok, african-american) president against gay marriage (that has been repealed by the state of california) and mainstream gay-ness. if a.i. could last another 10-20 years, then you’ll have your gay american idol but not today.

by the way, have you seen adam’s jacket with the shoulder accessories? so en vogue don’t you think? the exaggerated shoulders, the crocodile jacket, the hair, the guy-liner, is he coming out to america? afterall, it’s all done and over with. personally, i like his fashion sense as oppose to everyone else’s; everyone is boring, allison comes a far second to his absolute and distinct style. i know for a fact that he does his own styling. loving the style…

but singing and singing alone? i like kris’s. i gotten over with adam’s wailing/high note halfway through the season. not taking away anything from adam, he’s a good singer but it’s bordering to being showoff and over the top. with or without the idol trophy (which they started giving out this season), adam will sure have a recording contract. he’s a popular choice by mainstream america and would do well in the at the pop market. hell, i’ll buy his album if ever he’ll make one. kris on the other hand is about the emotion of the song which i appreciate. no big bands, no complicated lighting and stage, just stools, a guitar and a mic. his version of ain’t no sunshine evokes the pain of a man longing for the lost of his love. he did mess up the song no boundaries during the performance night but did justice on the finale results show.

so there. no more whining. just wait till their albums releases. i’m guessing this would be similar to season 5. were chris daughtry outsold everyone. who would ever buy/bought mr. no-neck-bone’s cd?

there’s a big commotion with my facebook status. i recently set it to ‘in a relationship’ and a barrage of comments came in from nowhere. to make things clear, i am in a relationship with jose.

jose cuervo. last saturday, together with 2 drunkards, we drank 2 3L beer towers and 2 1L cuervo. ended up in subic, slept along the coastline of zambales, almost naked. i guess i was still drunk that sunday that i bought reese’s pieces and a dozen of wooden hangers. really, i bought hangers and i still don’t know why. well the up side of it is that i didn’t throw up. maybe our cinco de mayo binge drinking session prepped me or i just learned to appreciate alcohol on a different level.

listening to: 
On How Life Is – Macy Gray : I Try