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I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Storm Surge

This is all about her.  Before, during and after.  Glenda.

The week started with a job offer :)  And why not, my career is one place where I'm keeping all entry points open. Going back is not bad.  Thanks to my anakish Jhona (my daughter with Mark Dresden lol), Noli (who i partied hard with CITEM younger days hehe), and to Marcial B. and Gerry C.* (for a fruitful meeting).
Hard to match but it's always been not all about money to me.  Let's see now where this one goes ...

The work week ended with another job offer from a British company for a hefty sum, a car plan, relocation, etc etc bloody hell that offer was attractive and and ...  guess where, 'Gapo my old love.   My besties and I we always say that we will all go back to Gapo and live our retirement days in our hometown --- so dear to us that we all even want to be buried there haha.  That was the plan until I decided to just come and visit them from time to time.  Olongapo City is such a small place to live in, people are connected with each other one way or another.    I know, I go back there, I come closer to truths ... painful ones.   I don't want my old age to suffer like my mid life.  Doors shut, windows, too.  And my answer was No.  :(

In between, my flights got cancelled for the second time.  I'm getting OC with my projects.  I really want to fly to Leyte and get things done.   Plus of course I sorta miss my expensive hotel hehe and books and hot chocolate at Libro :)

In a spread of 5 days, got my therapy working like tomorrow would be zombie apocalypse lol!  Not even a storm surge can get in my way.  ;-)
That's our pink Mademoiselle (Soph and mom sharing on one pair but will get blue, too. ;-)
colourful lingeries are fun ;-) ... and crayons, too.  Am wearin' them tomorrow for office.  La la la la


hottttt my new little black tee --- damn i luv low backs! (the other one's a stolen shot by my photographer :) while am textin minus my glasses hahaha layo ng hawak sa CP hehe ... hindi man lang inayos likod ko grrrrr --- my butterfly's sneakin'  and and and my undie, too kainezzzz) 



The night before her, I had to rush myself talking to friends, confirming orders, talking to clients, watching Goal of the Dead (in French hayyy),  and trying my webcam after a major major reformat :(.  Not grainy anymore but I look duskier and I love it.    Rainy days suit me, I love (really really) cold weather and my airconditioning's all up so I gotta be wearin my bedroom socks, my warmers and mittens while I smell light sesame from mah ol' time beauty fave, Neutrogena Body Oil --- it's a sensual moisturizer (they say) and then there was me in front of this silly dusty (used  to be sinful) webcam and that fucking bed weather!  I was damned!  

a bad case of too much time and got nothin to do but wait for Glenda!

The eye of the storm was in Cavite so by Wednesday, 3AM the wind was all over my roof blowing like it was in horror movies :)).  An hour later, lights off in Luzon :(.  For the next 24+ hours, I struggled from a dwindling signal from Sun and Globe, and the annoying threat of mobile phones with dead batteries.  For almost a day my junkie life was cut off from outside world ---no radio, no TV, no scary films neither from DVD nor streaming arrgghhh and above all no internet.  So what was left to do but coffee and Cheryl Strayed. --- --- ---


--- amidst strong winds, heavy rains and the threat of pitch black later in the night, a letter of confusion and denials from Need Direction, and this unsweetened, unforgiving reply from Dear Sugar --- reverberated in my head like thunder --- i quote, "There are so many things to be tortured about, sweet pea.  So many torturous things in this life.  Don't let a man who doesn't love you be one of them."  unquote

('must say, I had nuff Sugar for the day.)

May, did April trigger?  I won but so what?  Nothing's changed.  And that memory, yeah that one, that still hurts.  That aint cool.

Random.  That's what it was, that what it is, that's what it will be ... As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end.  Amen.

















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*Gerry C. was Bok Wenggay's batchmate UP days

Credits:  Thanks much to Eazy for the earrings, beautyshopph.happy.ph for my NYX Jumbo eye pencil in Milk, Metro for my ELF eyebrow lifter and filler, Wen and Tash for my brassieres , percynpippin for that little black shirt and to SCMerza, my creative director for the "labas panty" photoshoot hump.

Monday, July 14, 2014

happiness in a bottle















One Saturday morning, had a lunch date with mah bebe cousz after he patiently waited while Ate was getting waxed  ;) at Lay Bare  ... then to his disbelief,  I got obsessive compulsive with Coca Cola's ShareACoke. LOL.  He was supposed to drop me home but I was really bent to get my personalized bottles that specific Saturday :))  I ended up spending 600 bucks for 2 paper bags of canned Coke products and 4 Polyethylene Terephthalate (PET) bottles with iconic inscriptions ;) (i swear am getting more --- so gotta catch that big and red Coke Booth again somewhere). 

   

Oh Boy how she wanted to open this up and finish it off arrrgghhh

mah besties lovin' this 

syempre ang promotor meron din hehe

 #ShareACoke Happiness in a bottle, (there's one I can't show tho). Keep smilin' y'all! ---  my layout in all my other sites online :)

the missing bottle.  of course, it's only here I can show this one.  Kept some place else, just like that old pair of MP Nike Air Trainer.


NEXT PROJECT:  iconic mason jars via Magarang Garapon,  http://instagram.com/magarapon  ...  https://www.facebook.com/magaraponofficial

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