On the way to work, I shot myself.
Nothing beats this.Sunday, October 25, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
I mean it, let's PARTY!
Let's not drop any names but we all know who left us and for those of you who don't know me personally might not know how many friends I lost this year alone. Almost each passing was a sudden one that there were no goodbyes.
While I mourn silently, at the same time I tell myself to stop depriving myself of life. Stop denying myself to real fun. Start living again. Go away if you think fun is all about having a bottle in my hand 24/7, hitting the clubs every single night. Only to discover my life is over when I wake up with the worst hangover, right next to the worlds ugliest man with vomit like breath and wrinkles on my butt.
You see Lyn, I suck at writing a proper blog post. Ha ha!
Things are slowly taking shape. Life never looked better.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
100% pure love
Nothing can express what I'm feeling right now other than pure fascination and love, love, love. Watched the video? Made my heart skip a beat and went wow all the way. Signup with Greenpeace today. I'm sure all of you are smart enough to figure out why on your own.
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Sunday, June 21, 2009
This close to living my dreams
Am cleaning my inbox when I found something from 3 years ago. I remembered the day perfectly. Came back from an off-road camping or something that kept me away from the internet for a couple of days to find this email in my inbox. I screamed my head off. Cried too. People around me thought someone died. I missed it. BIG TIME.
I still feel like screaming right now. *SIGH!* Click to view it in actual size. This is one of the times in life where I have regrets.
Of course I know it says two steps away from becoming a TJ but I was so close. *screams* Yes, I still do want to be a travel journo. Though some people will tease me to death because of my tongue stud and way it makes me sound. Funny guys! :p
The New York Times travel (check my blog list) put up a great slide slow on Why We Travel. Quoting Vagablogging's Rolf Potts, It’s a collection of stunning photos with fun-to-read anecdotes. A perfect antidote for those who are currently not on the road (but long to get back on it!).
Is it obvious someone is itching?
I still feel like screaming right now. *SIGH!* Click to view it in actual size. This is one of the times in life where I have regrets.
Of course I know it says two steps away from becoming a TJ but I was so close. *screams* Yes, I still do want to be a travel journo. Though some people will tease me to death because of my tongue stud and way it makes me sound. Funny guys! :p
The New York Times travel (check my blog list) put up a great slide slow on Why We Travel. Quoting Vagablogging's Rolf Potts, It’s a collection of stunning photos with fun-to-read anecdotes. A perfect antidote for those who are currently not on the road (but long to get back on it!).
Is it obvious someone is itching?Sunday, May 17, 2009
Savor the foodies
On the peripheral of losing custom blog settings I also lost the blog list. Like I had said in the last post, I am anal about that particularly because I like to read them. Somehow along the way of recovering the links, I found more orgasmic reads and visual feeds!But most importantly, I found the blogs that started the craze on me to start my first food blog many years ago and (only a few had seen it and now its long gone) I had completely forgotten about them. Shame on me. Anyways, below are the links. Savor them! :)
David Leibovitz is the man responsible for all the sweet craze and ignited the wants of starting a food blog. A well renowned pastry chef living in Paris, a handful of books under his name and not forgetting television appearances too. Dubbed the master baker by The New York Times David writes about his daily findings, makes and Paris. There is something about bakery and Paris that does it for me. Maybe I should just pack up and move there for a year. Ha!
Chez Pim! A name that has been buzzing in my head and I ignored it until yesterday. All this while I was searching for her blog in my brain. Hows that possible is beyond me. Best shot blog, a cult figure, etc. Excerpts: "Pim's restaurant review list reads like a fantasy eating guide. El Bulli, the Fat Duck, St John, Le Meurice, the French Laundry - it should be enough to make you hate her. Except, annoyingly, Pim knows her own tastebuds, and very fine they are too.", from "The World on Your Plate", The Guardian (UK) June 9, 2006 Me on Pim: Her sharp wit especially on her post's tittle makes you click on it like how men click on "hot horny babe" links. I never quite like traditional writing. Cue: boring read. But with Pim, her rebellious writing is as delicious as the food she makes and eat or that's how they are to me just by reading! Annoying 3 gods at one time with a pork ragu? Go read and find out.
Stickyrice. Have you read a blog that makes you want to pack up, get on a plane and eat food at every nook and corner of the world? This is one of them. Stickyrice, (how aptly named) writes about dining, drinking and living in Hanoi, Vietnam. He calls eating good deep fried food a sport. Come to think of it, he's right. Think sore tonsil. ha! :)
My affair with food is endless and I do have another food blog but I haven't found the right feel for it yet. Soon but let me leave you with a short story of what I did yesterday, on a wet Sunday.
I was at a friend's family place having a beer or four. There were about ten of us sitting outside by porch drinking and savoring on roasted wild boar. 12 hours later, I'm feeling the heat. Least I didn't bite on a bullet this time. Some asked me before, it doesn't take an acquired taste to eat them really but a strong mind will help. Just chew on it.
I was at a friend's family place having a beer or four. There were about ten of us sitting outside by porch drinking and savoring on roasted wild boar. 12 hours later, I'm feeling the heat. Least I didn't bite on a bullet this time. Some asked me before, it doesn't take an acquired taste to eat them really but a strong mind will help. Just chew on it.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
The day Metrodad made me feel like I'm 16 again
(I bet this tittle will make Ninie go eh? copy? hehe!)
Metrodad just made me feel utterly young with a attention span of a 16yr old or younger.
*****
Anyway, in the name of science, I decided to imagine what I would write if I had my own Twitter page so I wrote down every thought I've had in the past 24 hours. I'm pretty sure I won't follow through on actualy joining Twitter because really, who has the fucking time?
Metrodad just made me feel utterly young with a attention span of a 16yr old or younger.
*****
Anyway, in the name of science, I decided to imagine what I would write if I had my own Twitter page so I wrote down every thought I've had in the past 24 hours. I'm pretty sure I won't follow through on actualy joining Twitter because really, who has the fucking time?
Regardless, here are the past 24 hours of my life as expressed via Twitter:
- New York City smells like a wet tampon today, n'est-ce pas?
- It's cool connecting with high-school friends on Facebook but the abortion bills are killing me!
- Why do they only do construction work in my office when I have a hangover?
- I'm considering being one of those guys who claims not to watch tv, he said as he watched yet another episode of "Real Houswives of New York."
No looking back
It's time to move move move move forward. No more looking back, no more excuses. It is not easy but it's better than having someone breath behind your neck constantly even though you're past 21 and what more 25.
I've gone from rough to tough to the good life. A very damn good life but what is not mine, will never be mine. Something a lot of people don't seem to understand that part about me. No matter how much they try to convince me but I don't believe being served in silver platter mean you made it in life. Call me crazy but that's just me. I like to pride myself for something I have worked for. Even if it cost me every little last strength to get that something to call mine. And when that "something" is mine, you will see how anal I can be about it. C'mon, you're just not going to let something you worked your ass off to sit and rot simply will you?
But there's also a time in life when you can't keep up but to let go. Don't let that bring you down. You know your worth so keep on going until you make it again and again until you hit sky high.
Chin up, fret not. We've got a lifetime to make things happen. If it doesn't, hell, what were you chasing for? Air?
I was once told, to be successful, I have to work harder than the rest.
Well alright then. Let's do it!
I've gone from rough to tough to the good life. A very damn good life but what is not mine, will never be mine. Something a lot of people don't seem to understand that part about me. No matter how much they try to convince me but I don't believe being served in silver platter mean you made it in life. Call me crazy but that's just me. I like to pride myself for something I have worked for. Even if it cost me every little last strength to get that something to call mine. And when that "something" is mine, you will see how anal I can be about it. C'mon, you're just not going to let something you worked your ass off to sit and rot simply will you?
But there's also a time in life when you can't keep up but to let go. Don't let that bring you down. You know your worth so keep on going until you make it again and again until you hit sky high.
Chin up, fret not. We've got a lifetime to make things happen. If it doesn't, hell, what were you chasing for? Air?
I was once told, to be successful, I have to work harder than the rest.
Well alright then. Let's do it!
