I promise not to sell your perfumed secrets.

I can't say I'm not materialistic but seriously, I'm usually not. But when I do get materialistic, I tend to lean toward the pricy side of things. For instance, I'd do whatever I can to get my hands on a certain lens I really want to use (that's why I don't really read about lenses that much anymore so when you ask me, I don't really know a lot about the kinds). Case in point: Nikkor Fisheye. Dammit, it costs a TON and I just had to have it. I've been pining for it, saving up mostly 'cause I know it'll be too much for my parents. But lo and behold -- when they went back from their US trip, they bought the lens. Hurrah for me!

So anyway, my dad's friend Tito Romy visited the Philippines not too long ago. His flight is tonight (keep him safe, Lord!) and he stayed his last week here in our house.
He has this close friend who works at Apple so he gets discounts on all the stuff so guess what he does? He gives his iPhone to my dad. Crazy stuff that is. Along with that, he decides to leave his Blackberry and T-Mobile Sidekick here, too.

Soooo. I'm kinda hoping I get one of those phones. I know my dad's going to keep the iPhone, I think he's really amused by its touch screen (plus, my mom and tita bought iPhones for themselves 'cause they were jealous and Tito Romy offered to get them the discounts). I honestly think he's going to tire of it a bit easily -- it's kinda hard to type there, right? My dad's fingers aren't exactly thin haha

Or, maybe I'm hoping he'd tire of it easily and he'd give it to me hahahaha
Ohwell. I just want a new phone. Of my family, I'm the only one who actually has the oldest phone. I switched to a Blackberry before (a 1997 model ohgod) and it died after a few weeks so I went back to my phone previous to that one. Both my brothers have relatively new Nokia music phones, my dad just bought a new phone before getting his iPhone, and my mom has a nice phone already (N97). I want a new phone, too.

Yes, I'm jealous.

Over do it and have a fit!

FINALLY. After hours of waiting, I've finally enlisted my classes. I'm done 18 out of 21 units, which is pretty good for a last batch enlister.

I'm underload by 3 units -- I'm still not enlisted in Hi 165. Actually, the slots for sophomores have all been taken up. You know, that should never happen. They should always have the exact number of slots to accomodate all the students 'cause there's no alternative to this class. Hopefully I get enlisted to that section or it's an 8:30am MWF class for me. I don't want to study History in the morning (and thrice a week) -- I want it to be my last class so I can read up if ever I forgot to haha

Okay, I'm too lazy to write anything anymore haha

Bucket List 2009

I've been trying to complete this list for two days now. I want at LEAST a hundred things on this list, maybe I'll just add more as the days go by. Maybe I'll think of something.

But anyway, here: my bucket list!
I had a bucket list before but I never posted it anywhere so this is my first official posted bucket list. I've done a lot of things I wanted to do before I die so I didn't list it here anymore.

1. Go surfing anywhere!
2. Sing lead in a gig.
3. Go skydiving.
4. Go bungee jumping (preferably at Macau).
5. Go to Italy!
6. Go scuba diving (even if I'm afraid of the ocean when it's deep enough that you can't see the sand anymore).
7. Learn to play the piano (and not just mediocrely).
8. Ride a helicopter.
9. Ride a hot air balloon!
10. Find out how I am drunk.
11. Cook something completely from scratch for someone, all from the top of my head. That someone must like it.
12. Stay up all night on a beach shore (without the high tide eating me up).
13. Get abs (the real deal, not the abs-under-that-inch-of-fat abs).
14. Experience snow!
15. 100 hours of community service within a year (91 hours so far for Ondoy).
16. Get my driver's license.  November 2, 2009
17. Do a straight handstand.
18. Watch FIFA live -- any season, anywhere, finals or hopefully all Italy season games -- and sit on the Italy side.
19. Learn to play jazz on bass.
20. Drive or ride in a Porsche and a Hummer.
21. Drastically change my appearance.
22. Learn how to speak in Bisaya.
23. Meet my soulmate (whether or not I'll marry him/her, just as long as we're weirdly alike).
24. Spend a few days with Pin in New Zealand! (The rest of W can come if they want!)
25. Win the lotto.
26. Take up Architecture and get a degree in it. Pass the board exams and become a licensed Architect.
27. Buy my children their first cars.
28. Watch a good UAAP game on the Ateneo side with Patron seats (and not just because I got sneaked in).
29. Become really good friends with one of the UAAP basketball players (not because he plays basketball and is "popular").
30. Dean's List, with a very convincing QPI.
31. Start a bonfire.
32. Create 5 more shirts.
33. Get paid for printing shirts.
34. Meet Mike Einziger (Incubus) and ask him how to pronounce his last name.
35. Color in a sketch.
36. Learn how to do one breakdance stunt PERFECTLY.
37. Drive in a different country.
38. Get into a new sport.
39. Bake a good batch of cookies from scratch.
40. Learn how to whistle.
41. Adopt a puppy.
42. Adopt a grown dog.
43. Adopt a kitten.
44. Adopt a grown cat.
45. Hear someone play the saxophone live (preferably Archie haha).
46. Play the saxophone (doesn't even have to be good).
47. Learn how to play the harmonica awesomely.

(Last updated: December 19, 2009)

PS. I'm not dying. Or sick.

I can't force these eyes to see the end.

SO HI.
I just moved again for the nth time haha

And how shameless of me, I'm just copying my introduction from LJ, to which I moved to just two days ago (and now I'm forgetting about).

But anyway.
I don't know, tumblr just didn't feel homey enough for a blog (photoblog, blog). I'll probably update the photoblog sometimes, I don't know. We'll see.

I think I just feel that my tumblr's too cluttered with reblogs -- it's really addictive. You don't even know why "liking" the entry isn't enough, you just HAVE to reblog.


An introduction: hello, Blogspot. Please welcome me like a mother welcomes a lost child into her arms.
There, I feel cozy.

I'm basically a very disorganized person. I seriously try to be organized but when I get too tired of being responsible, I start slacking. (Very attractive, I know.) I'm very used to clutter and I lose things on a daily basis. I'm a bit OC with spellings and grammar so if I could, I will edit the internet.

My material shallowness revolves around Nikkor lenses and Chuck Taylor sneakers.
I'd love to have photography as part of my profession and I'll give everything in me to make that happen (although I haven't had a lot of opportunities). As for the sneakers, I hate wearing shoes. If I could go barefoot without dirtying my feet, I would but alas I must settle for the next best thing: flipflops -- not yet sneakers. Why do I love Chucks, then? Well, if I HAVE to wear shoes (ie, dress codes in school grounds) I'd resort to them (I just got a John Varvatoss pair, too hihi).

I believe with all my heart that football is the greatest sport there is.
It's the sport the Philippines should be concentrating on -- not basketball. Basketball is a tall person sport and Filipinos aren't tall. Have you not noticed that the RP Basketball team is full of hybrids? Football's for us fast, committed, little people.
And since we suck and we're not represented in FIFA '10, I say FORZA AZZURI, FORZA ITALIA! My support still fully for Italy.

Music has been my definition for life since I was young.
I can't really expound on that.. oh well.


Oh, actually.
I've been learning new songs to play on the guitar (more Jekiband covers hoho). I haven't been too successful 'cause I just didn't feel like playing most of the songs I have on my iTunes. I think I actually went through most of the songs here, too. I've been skipping songs.

I can't wait to jam again!
(Oh, and I like to write really long entries.)
(And song lyrics usually grace my titles, just so you know I'm not emo.)