Of Guitar Gods, The Merits of Sobriety, and Fabulous Food Secrets

The Guitar Fest was lots of fun. I hadn't set out to go with a particular set of people in mind, and people sort of just came together. I had dressed up for an uncle's birthday party and dragged Sam along before meeting Pangs and leaving for the Guitar Fest. Mantha, you just missed half your life by going down at SSS instead of continuing to the Outpost with us.

We were early, thus giving us access to more choice spots. We sat on one of the low tables by the right side of the stage, giving us a perfect view of the stage without having to compete with bobbing heads. While we waited for friends to arrive, I took over the Caltex Guitar Hero Station. Mehehehehe, I may not be a competent guitarist, but I am a competent guitar hero. XD.

As people piled in, and friends started showing up (chaiscoffee, nas0ren, forsakenkid, zeid620, overkill001 ), the Gods made a touchdown.

Lawrence Ostrea of Pandora looked as if he was massaging the fret board, coaxing it to sing. Talk about pornic moanings. Soo sexy. (Even *I* can't believe I'm fangirling over a guitarist, I swear Sam, you shouldve been there!)

But the best part was when a dude who looked like a dead ringer for John Lennon went upstage with an acoustic.

Let's just say he rawked.



RAWKED HARD!!!

Even when it had started to rain, he still managed to keep the audience glued to him by playing a sweet instrum of Itchyworm's Beer. Everyone sang along.

Then Manny (mannyamador) went onstage. The God of Beautiful Men has a beautiful singing voice as well. And although the amps were wonky, he still managed to bring the house down. XD

Manny is the only person I know in the music industry, who doesn't drink. On the other hand, when Guitar God Noli was asked to come upstage again for an impromptu jam, he still had a cocktail in his hand and he seemed way to happy. True enough, his riffs for that jam weren't as amazing as they should've, had he been sober. Tsk.

After Manny's gig, Me, Anton (overkill001) and Pao (nas0ren) went to grab some Korean goodness, then, at 3AM, went off to BEAT to go karaoke. ^_________^ I believe I hogged the mic, sorry guys. It's just been so long since I sang... :3 :3 :3

Manny caught up and we all went to this carenderia behind Cebu Doc. It didn't look like much, but when the food came out, I was shot into food heaven. I need to go back there to sample more of their stuff before I can give you a full account of my trip to heaven. They do say you can't talk about the first time. *tears well in eyes* But all I can say is that the food was too divine, too glorious to be sampled in a mere carenderia. Believe you me, I haven't sampled anything like it in Cebu.

*is thinking about food*

The more convenient the world becomes, the colder it gets

The intarwebs has made me realize something. I read through someone's blog and realized I haven't seen a whole bunch of people in a couple of months (as compared to the people who still keep trying to contact me even after years of non communication). There are people I actually have seen in a while, and yet it still feels as if I haven't actually talked to them in years. I realized visiting people in their homes isn't a very good idea. There's always the computer to contend with. If it weren't for Felix being in a coma, I wouldn't have realized how unhuman I've been in the months that I've had him.

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This week alone, I've had 3 strange conversations. In one, I'd hoped to stop something that was increasingly upsetting. Instead I revealed more than I'd planned to. It didn't turn out as bad as it usually did whenever I got these impulses. But it reminded me of who I am.

Another revealed something I'm wondering if I should be bothered about or not. Logically, it shouldn't. Logically at least.

A third is somehow connected to the first and the second, although the first and the second aren't related to each other. In the third, I found a road I'd lost and am currently picking up where I'd left off. I found reaffirmation that the companions I have on this road are still with me. I'd found out why I'm where I am, and why I'm doing what I'm doing, and how it's all related to the scheme of things.

At least i got the mindfuck I was asking for in the previous entry. Brother, you can attest to this.

Another thing I asked for that I got was a book - the manual for Mage The Sorcerer's Crusade. It reads a lot like Nobilis, except on a different level. It's still Transcendance, but on a lesser level.

Sometimes technology has a way of making one lose sight. This is why I stopped watching tv. I guess imma have to tone down my time with Felix.

With Christmas being just round the corner...*whistle whistle*

I have never considered myself a material person. I've never cared for brands, but that doesn't mean I don't care about quality. I end up saving for something I convince myself out of buying (the money goes to food most of the time, so no, that doesn't make me a mizer either). In the end, I end up not buying the things I meant to buy. So I makes a wishlist XD

1.) Puss needs new boots. Preferrably stilletto. With pointy toes too. Size 9. American size 7 (or was it 6?) (around P1.5k-P4k)
2.) A White Wig (P1.5k)
3.) A Jinx T-shirt. This. Or this.
4.) A mountain climber's pack
5.) A pair of earphones.
6.) A watch that can self destruct (because it's cool)

What I really want tho is:
1.) Undisturbed sleep on a big bed with comforter
2.) A mindfuck (i.e. conversation, weird experience to think about, etc etc)
3.) A good book to read. Something that isn't too intense, but something you can't put down
4.) Funds for my Movie Thesis
5.) A great crew and cast for it
6.) A live Felix T_T
7.) An outlet

Proxy Entry

Is there anyone out there with a Vista installer?

I left Felix with my brother yesterday as I left for shooting. We wrapped up at 6AM today, and the first thing I did when I came home was turn my laptop on to blog about the experience. It gave me the safe mode prompt, and then informed me there was something wrong with the OS. WTF. By then, my brother has most probably already arrived at Naval. Too far away for me to avenge my baby.

Grrr. I'll be going to the HP service center once I've gotten a massage and slept. That's right after I clean my room of my brother's smell.

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The Shoot's over (Yay!!). it was a very taxing experience, but I learned a lot. Apart from starting late, or having to take 5 hours to do one scene mainly because we had only one camera and a very meticulous crew, the people were fun to work with and watch.

- I went to the longest Wedding Party I've ever attended. And it was mine too. Harvey's gown was a beauty. I just wish I had the patience to turn the petticoat the right side out to keep me from feeling uncomfortable for most of the shoot. My groom was telenovela guy good-looking (think like a Ken Doll). The only guest I knew was Sam, who became my impromptu maid of honor. The music was okay, the decorations were interesting, and my mother in law was at least distant. I wanted to puke.

On my actual wedding day, I won't be wearing white. Maybe gold and red, but not white. The music will involve cellos and lutes instead of guitars. There will be glass trees and technicolor fruits and loads of vines so that the flowers dont feel so lonely and dont look so dead. The officiator shall be in a cloak and it shall be held in a fort or on top of a hill in a monastery somewhere instead of in those modern day cement abominations you people call churches.

I shall get tattoos instead of rings. Because tattoos need surgery to remove. The very idea of getting a tattoo on the tender part of the finger will be one of the few reasons the groom will have cold feet. Yes, marriage to me is do or die. I can't even live with myself. Which is why it's going to be so difficult. So Sam, it might not be possible for you to say you're doing the maid of honor thing for me a second time.



- I got kissed yesterday. I froze and thought of the things I'd lost, and how much I'd wanted to keep innocent about the things that people usually lose first along with their innocence.

I wouldve wanted my first kiss to have been special. An accident maybe. At least with someone I could've remotely liked. He promised he'd just kiss the corner of my lips. He ended up kissing the right side of my mouth.

I felt the flesh on my lips. And then I felt numb. And then cold. And then something inside my brain was tearing apart, screaming. And then I wanted to run away. I knew I was internally overreacting, so I just sat down and listened to Ayna try to calm me down. She was apologetic about having me do the scene, so was Jose. But it was over. I was embarassed for having delayed production with the fit, but it was over. And it was as if nothing had happened.

The tub scene was easier. I managed to get out of showing too much skin. Much cleavage tho, but not too much flesh. Cuddling I can take. I been hugged once or twice aredi and got the panic attack for getting hugged by a guy over and done with sometime in the past, so that it felt nothing. The dude was shivering though. Muehehehe.

Then we did the proposal scenes, and the car accident. The movie will be showing on December 22.

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In other news, I can finally focus on enrollment. I have my subjects down pat, cept for an elective and PE. I'm trying to get into Arnis, and Ranada's convincing me to take up Broadcast Advertising. And I thought all my subjects would be about paperwork this sem, completely day and night with last sem where all my subjects were about some form of production.

Oh shiet. I suddenly remembered Felix is dead. So much for spending lovely afternoons in the quiet of my room while typing papers on my lovely laptop. T_T

/jpb

In Jill's Shoes

This entry shall be embellished with pictures once I get them from the Boom Boy.

I was given a bad parody of powdered orange juice for my colds the other day. I was warned I'd get drowsy after drinking the stuff, so I had it at night. By 10, I was out like a lamp. Unfortunately, my body clock insists I sleep for only 6 hours. Woke up at 3AM, and just as I was about to fall asleep, my blond brother arrived, reeking of booze. He fell on the bed adjacent to mine and after a few seconds, started snoring soundly.

I "woke up" with a headache at 6AM, an hour before my alarm clock.

Apparently, the entire crew had been up late for another shoot and couldn't wake p when they were supposed to, throwing the entire shoot off schedule by an hour.

The hour extended to two because of technical difficulties.

In the 5 hours that they resolved these difficulties, I was able to catch up on the z's.

For the next 13 hours, I was a confused girl recovering from a bruised face but getting increasingly confused with what to do with her quadriplegic boyfriend. Specially since he turned out that way the night she tried breaking up with him.

Confusion and tension are things I don't have to act out. I act guilty even when I'm innocent, and I have big eyes. Which Ayna says are great for the camera.

AJ took a particular picture that would've been perfect for that last paragraph. But I don't have em yet.

Tomorrow's the wedding, my download is done, and I better get some beauty sleep.

All Hallow's Eve

I lol'd really hard today. Sun Star featured the bruhaness (not to mention the fatness, thank you very much ribs) of the me for their Weekend pages.

Here's a couple of things I winced at (apart from teh fatness):

1.) Someone else was credited for hair and make up. I pity the poor make up artist whose reputation is nao prolly soiled because I only dabbed a few lines of liquid eyeliner and red lipstick on my face.

2.) Dama de Noche was confused for DAMAGED. Oh noes.

In other news, I went barhopping last night! Yes ladiez and gents, barhopping! Me, teh sea urchin, in a crowded room filled with people doing two things I am far from fond of: 1.)dancing, 2.)hooking up.

But the costumes were funny. There were a whole bunch of Jokers, a couple of devils with glowing horns, a bunch of angels with fuzzy halos, one devil-angel (red skin, horns, halo, wings), darth maul w matching red double-ended lightsaber, a jedi with a blue lightsaber (they didnt come together,lol), a topless dude with a big sowrd (i think he was sposed to be a barbarian) a whole bunch of dominatrices, and a doctor.

I'd dressed up, supposedly for a party scene shoot I was going to with Pangs. Unfortunately the shoot got cancelled. I didn't want to waste my outfit, so we decided to hang out somewhere and do the "nightlife" thing. We ended up in Coffee Bean, discussing my thesis. Lol. Fruh, who happened to be there, hung around with us a while before she was whisked away by the relatives she'd come with. Then Tonia came, who informed us he had no plans, but was on the VIP list of Loft. Problem was, he wasn't in costume.

Luckily for him, I am not just a frustrated actress. I am also BAYOT!!! We got mena from a botica, grabbed my liquid eyeliner, and turned him into The Crow (it was his idea anyway)

So The Crow and Little Red Ridinghood went to Vudu (where the costume party was), to Bo's, where we started camwhoring(we stole someone's digicam, muwehehehe), to Loft, and then back to Vudu. On an impulse, we went all the way to InHouse, planning to crash whatever party could have been happening over yonder, except it was aredi 4AM, and it was closed. Lol.

Pichurs shall follow.