currency (the miniseries)

exhibit d: christmas is everywhere... at the malls, offices, restaurants, people's houses, and most of all, in the air. so, what does the chilly yuletide breeze bring forth to wide-eyed lad such as myself? christmas ice cream special! i know, i know... not exactly your typical eggnog and cookies kind'a setting, eh? but hey, works for me! now, aside from Cold Rock, this ice cream flavor that i'm talkin' about is just absolutely wicked by definition... i've tagged it as "simply divine" because it's the type that can move you to tears. Nestle's Chocolate and Cherries brings the refreshing holiday breeze straight to your palate... not to sound like a promo or infomercial here, but, it really does. if you don't believe me, then try it yourself! they've done a wondrous treatment to the cherry flavor that it just bursts with life the moment your tongue makes contact. as the food alchemist that i am, i tossed in some kitkat (broken up into pieces) and topped it with chocolate syrup... you can just taste it, can't ya? well, what are you waiting for? grab a pint, now!

castaway rant...

whoever said that "no man is an island" should be sent off TO an island... 'cause, what if you were? what if you didn't need anyone else's crap? what if all you'll ever need are books, cartoons, good fried chicken, and shopping money? okay... technically, you couldn't make those out of thin air. but, that wasn't my point. subtly put... what if i were never meant to share my bed? having been surrounded by all that quest for a particular someone to fulfill a particular purpose, i have only realized more that my current state is an anomaly. i have seen those who sought beauty... those of brawns... of profession and intellect... and there are those who've been blinded only by what they wanted to see. still, to be immersed in the qualms of soft selling and blatant bargains, i found my own heart steadfast and calm. looking back now, i cannot recall the reason why my heart was so angry... it may have healed it's own wounds. more so now, that i have peace with myself... forgiven as well as forgotten. this is the point when i can say that i am complete within myself, so i need not look unto others to complete me... in a non-platonic, romantic context, that is. for now, my journey bears only my own interest. i am the wind goes wherever my whim pleases... this independence, sweet surrender.

The Perfect BF...

to be perfect, is to be the concept of ideal. the epitome of being... flawless, superior, paramount. perfect, is the benchmark that we derive favorable traits and or variables from. a principle that almost if not every person aims to achieve. and yet, it is said that none but God is perfect. man is not God. hence, man can not be perfect... perfect, an intangible composite of predefined variables deemed to be the pinnacle of state of being.so, have you seen him? my boyfriend... my perfect boyfriend.

i am he, the perfect boyfriend.

i can greet you with the perfect smile on our first encounter. i can be the perfect gentleman on our first date. i can get the bill each and every time we eat out. i can take you home everytime as well. i can kiss you good night on our first date. i can rush out in the middle of the night only to be with you. i can bring you flowers on our anniversary. i can cook you dinner too. i can win your friends in a second. i can satisfy your most earthly desires, and your friends would envy you. i can drop my life just to be at your side. i can say the right things at all the right times. i can spend my fortune just to be called romantic. i can sing our song to you before you sleep. i can fix, lift, and bring stuff in and out of the house. i can be your doctor, confidant, and companion. i can plan our future together. i can provide for all your needs and wants. i can promise to love you 'til time's end. i can make you believe in the power of love. and i can say as many things that i can think of that would be a perfect boyfriend's traits.

i can be the perfect boyfriend.

wait... i AM the perfect boyfriend. perfect, a concept, an ideal, intangible...

currency (a miniseries)

just as there's a continuous wave of socio-economic-political issues hitting our country in spades, there's an almost equal, if not greater, quantity of things that keep my spirits up and make me look forward to a new day in this stolen life of mine...

exhibit a: the past weeks have been kind to me, and the yuletide atmosphere is a welcome spike in my punch... hence, i've gone ga-ga over christmas decors! for a whole week, i have done nothing but shop for home improvements and D-I-Y myself to exhaustion. try trimming a tree all by yourself and taking it all down (by yourself) about two days after because you have to add lights and flowers. what's more, try holding the upper detachable half of that trimmed tree vertically with your left hand while securing the base of that same tree with your right... hard to imagine, yes... but even more difficult to accomplish, believe me. that's my christmas spirit on steroids... unwavering.

exhibit b: being your own interior designer slash electrician slash janitor slash cable guy slash tech support guy all rolled up into one is no friggin' joke... so, after toiling under my own control freak tendencies, i know i can have my cake and eat it too... figuratively and literally. requests are usually guilt-free to make and easier to fulfil after doing something nice; such as house cleaning and reorganizing. so, my every whim is attended to... from tuna sandwiches to spaghetti, fruit juices, rice cakes, french fries, sweet desserts, pancakes, cereals, fried chicken, and ice cream, no food request comes short of being in excess when made after an evident "before and after" house makeover. and speaking of ice cream...

exhibit c: about a few months ago, my late night channel surfings introduced me to an amazing product, that it thrives to be divine decadence of my sweet tooth... cold rock ice cream!!! from what i can recall, with their current selection of ice cream flavors and mix-ins, it would take you about 50 years to sample every combination there is! (and that's just an estimate) good lord! the moment i saw that segment on the living asia channel, i wanted to get my ass back to manila and treat myself to that feast! i was disappointed, however, that they only had one branch open, and that was at the fort... okay, operative words being, "had" and "was"... not anymore they don't baby! i stumbled upon their newly opened branch in the holy grounds of greenbelt 3... and, man! was i excited! kind'a like bein' a kid in an ice cream parlor! (uhm, duh? like, that ain't the case already) so, after purchasing my movie tickets, i waltzed right into the place (no kiddin'... i actually "waltzed"... you should'a seen me) and sampled my taste buds to what would be my reason for living for quite a long time... melodramatic just for ice cream, huh? well... it's my thing.

divinations for a dear friend...

in this life, i know not much...
for i, too am still learning...
but, i have known you for many years, my friend...
and that is something i know i can indulge on...
talks and drinks, we may not have had much together, you and i...
but, i see that is now irrelevant...
for to say that you are a jolly good fellow, need not be molded by countless hours and liquor...
only, they will have been born of a moment in your company...
now, you have traversed a road less traveled for us, your brethren...
and to venture earlier than the sun greets the flower, we offer our hopes...
none of life's journeys are ever easy, much less, undaunting...
but, see where you are now and how much you've grown...
you've come a long way my friend, since we first met...
bear with you no fear, only honesty and love...
the only things you need to know are already known to you, just listen to what your heart says, and life will mean anew.