"Hummer" Smashing Pumpkins cover

*speechless*

All Star Beatles Tribute 2.8.04 Grammy's

A tribute to the group who revolutionized rock and roll music as we know it.

"Everybody likes music. Who didn't like music. They're stupid if they don't. That's right, I said they're stupid, they're not watching."

Random Pics from my sister's folders

Ayan, nangalikot ng files ng may files. hehe... I can't even remember when and where some of these were taken. Bahala na. haha..

A picture storybook of my MOSTEST FAVORITEST movie of all time.

And sit together, now and forever
For it is plain as anyone can see
We're simply meant to be

Don't you just hate it when I'm on Fangirl mode?

Vincent Perez

I think he's super sexy, even with the receding hairline. He became his roles. Even with Queen of the Damned, he became Marius, though not physically. Vincent Perez is LOVE!!!

Tsk tsk... it must be the time of the month.

Fan Girl Alert: I'm having an Elijah Wood moment so please bear with me.

I first saw him when my dad brought home a copy of The Good Son. That sad sad movie remains to be one of my most fave up to this day.

Too bad he didn't really "grow" up huh? Heehee. He's still uber lovable to me.

Miao, pa-order ng timba ulet.

Lemon, on the color PINK

Lemon and I were on our way to her school. Earlier we already had an argument on why she can't wear mommy's accessories to school. We saw this girl wearing baby pink shirt, Magenta pants, pink shoes and even had pink ribbons on her hair. Lemon goes...

"Mom, I don't like pink any more. Parang baduy na. Nung baby pa ko I love pink pero ngayon ang gusto ko na lang lahat BLACK and GRAY."

I really doubt that she's only seven. And I'm her mom!

Billy Corgan will always be one of the greatest poets of my life

Just a few of the lines from my favorite Pumpkins songs.



The World is a Vampire.
BULLET WITH BUTTERFLY WINGS



Today is the greatest
Day I've never known
Can't wait for tomorrow
I might not have that long
TODAY



Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness
ZERO



In you I see dirty
In you I count stars
In you I feel so pretty
In you I taste god
In you I feel so hungry
In you I crash cars
We must never be apart
AVA ADORE



Mother weep the years I'm missing
All our time can't be given back

No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
MAYONNAISE



I know I'll make it, love can last forever

I've journeyed here and there and back again
But in the same old haunts I still find my friends
Mysteries not ready to reveal
Sympathies I'm ready to return
THIRTY-THREE



Wrapped my hurt in you
And took my shelter in that pain
SOMA



I can't go on, digging roses from you grave
to linger on, beyond the beyond
BEHOLD! THE NIGHTMARE



who am I to need you now
to ask you why to tell you no
to deserve your love and sympathy
you were never meant to belong to me
CRESTFALLEN



And rescue me from me, and all that I believe
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should I fall from grace here with you
Will you leave me too?
GALAPOGOS



And in your sad machines
You'll forever stay
Desperate and displeased - with whoever you are
And you're a star

The useless drags, the empty days
The lonely towers of long mistakes
To forgotten faces and faded loves
Sitting still was never enough
HERE IS NO WHY



I need someone to ease my mind
But sometimes a someone is so hard to find

Suffer my desire for you
IN THE ARMS OF SLEEP



Welcome to nowhere fast
Nothing here ever lasts
Nothing but memories of what never was
JELLYBELLY



who belongs
who decides who's crazy
who rights wrongs
where others cling
LUNA



As all things must surely have to end
And great loves will one day have to part
I know that I am meant for this world

My life has been extraordinary
Blessed and cursed and won

And the world so hard to understand
Is the world you can't live without
And I knew the silence of the world
MUZZLE



As far as you take me, that's where I believe
The realm of soft delusions, floating on the leaves

The steam of my misfortunes
Has given me the power to be afraid
PORCELINA OF THE VAST OCEANS

Talamasca Reunion

Start:	Nov 28, '08 06:00a
End:	Nov 29, '08
Location:	Louis' beach condo in Batangas

Four local Ricean vampires will spend 24 glorious hours together, watching their first sunrise in a long long time.

Tagged by Keptin K - and I'm tagging you!

Two names you go by: 
1. Nyl

2. Lynn

Two things you are wearing right now:
1. same BEER shirt i wore last night at BSM
2. Jeans

Two things you want very badly at the moment:
1. win the pasta cook-off
2. a tight hug from my little munster who's still in school

Two people who will most likely send this back:
1. Freakna
2. Nii

Two things you did last night:
1. Got drunk in more ways than one

2.  Met up with friends who continue to rock my world

Two things you ate today:
1.  My Nanay's Karekare

2.  Korean instant noodles
 
Two People you just spoke with today:
1.  Keptin K, over text messaging

2.  Erick G, who's making me a lot more guilty for getting drunk this weekend of all time

Two things you're doing tomorrow:
1. Starting on my part at our account's musical production (as the propsmaker lang, hello! haha)
2. Paying bills
 
Two longest road trips:
1. QC to Candelaria, Zambales
2. QC to Alaminos Pangasinan
  
Two favorite beverages:
1. Coffee

2.  Four seasons juice

Music and Me

I was born in a family whose livelihood was built on music. My dad and his siblings were either folk singers or band members here and abroad. My cousins from both sides can carry a tune. It was no surprise that when I turned 12, I asked dad if I could have his old 12-string guitar. Now this guitar was way older than I am. He bought it when he was in Japan. I call it the Japayuki Yamaki.

It wasn't very easy learning to play the guitar. I had to take down the six other strings of Yamaki because dad said I had to learn the basics first. I didn't want to ask help from him. I was a rebel and I wanted to learn on my own. With the help of a Jingle chordchart, I inched my way into stardom. Well not really, hehe... First song I ever learned to play was The Beatles' Elenor Rigby. My mom would laugh at how I sucked at strumming.

I never really was a serious guitar player. I played at drinking sessions most of the time. Back then my brain wasn't too crowded yet that I was able to memorize song after song after song. I also learned to play lead a little. But real life got in the way. My life as a striving student was my priority.

So now I still know how to play but I admit I need tabs or chords to finish a song. Most of the time I am content with listening to the most rockin' songs, letting out a sigh, and thinking, sana pala tinuloy ko na lang.

People say I have an old rock and rollin' soul. I say I was born in the 50's, died in the 70's and got reincarnated in the 80's. I remember one stormy day at the office, after my usual night shift, a bunch of older guys were "jamming" in our office pantry. They were playing Don Mclean, Elton John, John Denver and the likes. I just sat there with them like I was a close friend and said, "malakas pa ulan eh, pwede makisali?" Instantly I had four new friends. They were surprised that I know the lyrics better than they do. Try singing American Pie and Country Roads Take Me Home from start to finish. And oh, add Skyline Pigeon and you basically have a picture of what went on that cold morning.

And I admit I love going to Bloomfields events. Throw in Area One in a big heap and I'm all set. The Beatles, Beach Boys, Jerry Lee Lewis, The Zombies - ah, guilty pleasure!

Since I was still a pink slob of flesh with a mouth in the 80's, the hand-me-downs from older cousins and friends introduced me to The Third Wave. I loved The Cure and a bunch of one-hit-wonders instantly. This was what we fondly call The Bagets Era. Cute pa si Niño Muhlach nun. Thanks also to a group of "New-Waver" friends in highschool, I never got away from the Europeans' slice of pop music.

My own adventures lead me to discover The Youth, Yano, Eraserheads, Rivermaya, Razorback and Wolfgang in the early 90's. I was heavily into Pinoy Underground music also and I was a frequent listener of LA Rock. My dad thought that he had created a monster. He wasn't all wrong.

Then came the teenage angst. Rock music got me through it. Billy Corgan was my ultimate hero. His poetry made me tear up inside. I turned into a Rock and Roll Encyclopedia then, always updated with the last releases, saving my lunch money to buy cassette tapes and a Walkman. I got into a 24/7 Alternative Rock music craze, with the help of NU107. Name it, I can play/sing it. Maybe not very well but still...

So now here I am shuffling songs in my iPod while typing away this nonsense essay. U2 followed by RHCP and then Gin Blossoms and then Incubus and then David Cook and then Danny Elfman and then Breathe and then Splender and then Jars of Clay and then America, and then DC Talk and then Korn and then Fuel... I guess you get the picture. There isn't a pattern.

One thing is clear though. There isn't an RnB/HipHop song in my playlist. Never has and never will be.

My recent visit to BigSkyMind made me realize once more that I'm the ultimate music whore. From Don Mclean to Robert Smith to Guns and Roses to The Smashing Pumpkins to Toad the Wet Sprocket to Live to The Killers - I sang every damn song! I still can't believe I missed Rockeoke night with my favorite geeks!

Your thoughts and violent reactions are most welcome.

Amusing Plurks 11.12.08

Cuz they're just too good not to share



PLURK:
Immoral Fibre says: I love being anti-Kepten Keren, like the anti-Cosmo of Cosmo. Heehee... EVIL IS FUN!

Thistle says

Bad bad kitteh!

The Spy-rate says I shall arm myself with magic flyswatters! And holy water!

The Spy-rate says bad bad kitteh nga...Vampirate laughs and laughs when there is ka-demonyohan in her paligid!!!

The Spy-rate says bad bad vampirate!

The Spy-rate says what do you call those pre Christmas dawn masses?

Immoral Fibre says MUAHAHAHAHA!!! while Miss Moral Fiber here swats 'em flies away I laugh and laugh and laugh. SO MUCH FUN!!!

Immoral Fibre says Simbang-Gabi?

The Spy-rate says yun...Lynn...lahat kayong mga demonyo dadalhin ko sa simbang gabi...yun.

The Spy-rate says habang nangungumpisal kayo kakain ako ng ensaymada.

Immoral Fibre says The Spy-rate:

Immoral Fibre says sawsaw mo pa sa chocolate.

The Spy-rate says oo naman, kase mukhang long wait ako while you guys are confessing...baka tanghali na kayo matapos...

The Spy-rate says hayaan mo, I'll re-read Lord of the Rings while waiting...

Immoral Fibre says teka teka... sino bang mga kasama ko? pwede ba muna kaming magkape bago mangumpisal

The Spy-rate says LAHAT kayo. Ako lang ang exempted.

The Spy-rate says ok lang yung kape huwag lang alcohol before confession. No-no din yung blood.

Immoral Fibre says

ai corny walang alcohol. ang tanging pag-asa ko na lang ay yung alak ni Father. yeyeye!!!

PLURK:
Immoral Fibre is experimenting on HATING MEN just for a day. FAIL!

The Spy-rate says

how can you even do that when Johnny Depp and Viggo Mortensen and Daniel Craig exist?

Dr. Ron says Immoral Fibre: told ya!

Immoral Fibre says The Spy-rate: hahaha... wala lang. just a challenge. pero di ko kinaya, sis. Some men are just too lovely!

Immoral Fibre says Dr. Ron: i don't know what came over me!

Thistle says Sure ka "men"?

Immoral Fibresays Thistle: at least biologically. haha...

The Spy-rate says sigh...some are lovely and some are absolutely BRILLIANT at their craft and lead incredible lives. You just have to love them.

Thistle says

The Spy-rate says I think it's not a matter of hating men or women but I guess hating the men who give men a bad name and women who give our gender a bad name

Thistle says Kinda reminds of of a Bon Jovi song.... Pero ibang lyrics hehehehe

Dr. Ron says The Spy-rate: aye concurrrr!

Immoral Fibre says The Spy-rate: couldn't have said it better.

The Spy-rate says I feel the love mga pare...

Immoral Fibre says

hahahaha... i'm trying not to ruin the moment nga ehhh!

PLURK:
Immoral Fibre is now a MAN-HATER!

Immoral Fibre says

joke lang.

The Spy-rate says and I'm a MAD HATTER.

The Spy-rate says I grew up with 7 of them ... I used to get teased all the time.

The Spy-rate says I hope my son turns out to be like my cousin Marcial who became a fireman in Monterey--handsome, helpful and wise.

Dr. Ron says Immoral Fibre: ikaw pa!

Immoral Fibre says The Spy-rate: hahaha... yeah you're mad!

Immoral Fibre says The Spy-rate: i grew up with male cousins too. but some of them turned gay. so...

Immoral Fibre says The Spy-rate: Firemen in the American movies look too sexy to be true. Looooove!!!!

Immoral Fibre says Dr. Ron: at baket?!? di ba ko pwede maging man-hater huh???

Thistle says Baklaaaaah!!!!!

Dr. Ron says Immoral Fibre: nope. You have too much love to give to confine it to women only.

The Spy-rate says take it from Dr. Ron.

The Spy-rate says doctor knows best.

Immoral Fibre says Thistle: hahahaha... is it that obvious?

Immoral Fibre says Dr. Ron: and who told you that IF I give up on men I'd confine my love (or lust) to wimin?

Immoral Fibre says The Spy-rate: hahaha... So he's Doctor Phil now? or Margie Holmes?

Dr. Ron says Immoral Fibre: ooh bestiality!

Immoral Fibre says Dr. Ron: wut? hahaha... iba yata naisip ko ah. or baka tama naiisip ko! BASTOS!!!

Dr. Ron says Immoral Fibre: who, you or me?

The Spy-rate says ayan, iba na yung usapan if its between Ron and Lynn eh

Dr. Ron says

Immoral Fibre says

These make me weep

TNBC Merch I can't get my hands on. So Sandy Claws, if you're listening (or in this case, reading), I promise to be nice next year. Heehee...

The Nightmare Before Christmas Poem by Tim Burton

Got this from BK's site: http://infinitedaydream.multiply.com/journal/item/135/The_Nightmare_Before_Christmas_by_Tim_Burton

The Nightmare Before Christmas
original poem by Tim Burton

It was late one fall in Halloweenland,
and the air had quite a chill.
Against the moon a skeleton sat,
alone upon a hill.
He was tall and thin with a bat bow tie;
Jack Skellington was his name.
He was tired and bored in Halloweenland,
everything was always the same.

"I'm sick of the scaring, the terror, the fright.
I'm tired of being something that goes bump in the night.
I'm bored with leering my horrible glances,
And my feet hurt from dancing those skeleton dances.
I don't like graveyards, and I need something new.
There must be more to life than just yelling,
'Boo!'"

Then out from a grave, with a curl and a twist,
Came a whimpering, whining, spectral mist.
It was a little ghost dog, with a faint little bark,
And a jack-o'-lantern nose that glowed in the dark.
It was Jack's dog, Zero, the best friend he had,
But Jack hardly noticed, which made Zero sad.

All that night and through the next day,
Jack wandered and walked.
He was filled with dismay.
Then deep in the forest, just before night,
Jack came upon an amazing sight.
Not twenty feet from the spot where he stood
Were three massive doorways carved in wood.
He stood before them, completely in awe,
His gaze transfixed by one special door.
Entranced and excited, with a slight sense of worry,
Jack opened the door to a white, windy flurry.

Jack didn't know it, but he'd fallen down
In the middle of a place called Christmas Town!
Immersed in the light, Jack was no longer haunted.
He had finally found the feeling he wanted.
And so that his friends wouldn't think him a liar,
He took the present filled stockings that hung by the fire.
He took candy and toys that were stacked on the shelves
And a picture of Santa with all of his elves.
He took lights and ornaments and the star from the tree,
And from the Christmas Town sign, he took the big letter C.

He picked up everything that sparkled or glowed.
He even picked up a handful of snow.
He grabbed it all, and without being seen,
He took it all back to Halloween.

Back in Halloween a group of Jack's peers
Stared in amazement at his Christmas souvenires.
For this wondrous vision none were prepared.
Most were excited, though a few were quite scared!

For the next few days, while it lightninged and thundered,
Jack sat alone and obsessively wondered.
"Why is it they get to spread laughter and cheer
While we stalk the graveyards, spreading panic and fear?
Well, I could be Santa, and I could spread cheer!
Why does he get to do it year after year?"
Outraged by injustice, Jack thought and he thought.
Then he got an idea. "Yes. . .yes. . .why not!"

In Christmas Town, Santa was making some toys
When through the din he heard a soft noise.
He answered the door, and to his surprise,
He saw weird little creatures in strange disguise.
They were altogether ugly and rather petite.
As they opened their sacks, they yelled, "Trick or treat!"
Then a confused Santa was shoved into a sack
And taken to Halloween to see mastermind Jack.

In Halloween everyone gathered once more,
For they'd never seen a Santa before
And as they cautiously gazed at this strange old man,
Jack related to Santa his masterful plan:
"My dear Mr. Claus, I think it's a crime
That you've got to be Santa all of the time!
But now I will give presents, and I will spread cheer.
We're changing places I'm Santa this year.
It is I who will say Merry Christmas to you!
So you may lie in my coffin, creak doors, and yell, 'Boo!'
And please, Mr. Claus, don't think ill of my plan.
For I'll do the best Santa job that I can."

And though Jack and his friends thought they'd do a good job,
Their idea of Christmas was still quite macabre.
They were packed up and ready on Christmas Eve day
When Jack hitched his reindeer to his sleek coffin sleigh,
But on Christmas Eve as they were about to begin,
A Halloween fog slowly rolled in.
Jack said, "We can't leave; this fog's just too thick.
There will be no Christmas, and I can't be St. Nick."
Then a small glowing light pierced through the fog.
What could it be?. . .It was Zero, Jack's dog!

Jack said, "Zero, with your nose so bright,
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"

And to be so needed was Zero's great dream,
So he joyously flew to the head of the team.
And as the skeletal sleigh started its ghostly flight,
Jack cackled, "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"

'Twas the nightmare before Christmas, and all though the house,
Not a creature was peaceful, not even a mouse.
The stockings all hung by the chimney with care,
When opened that morning would cause quite a scare!
The children, all nestled so snug in their beds,
Would have nightmares of monsters and skeleton heads.
The moon that hung over the new-fallen snow
Cast an eerie pall over the city below,
And Santa Claus's laughter now sounded like groans,
And the jingling bells like chattering bones.
And what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But a coffin sleigh with skeleton deer.
And a skeletal driver so ugly and sick
They knew in a moment, this can't be St. Nick!
From house to house, with a true sense of joy,
Jack happily issued each present and toy.
From rooftop to rooftop he jumped and he skipped,
Leaving presents that seemed to be straight from a crypt!
Unaware that the world was in panic and fear,
Jack merrily spread his own brand of cheer.

He visited the house of Susie and Dave;
They got a Gumby and Pokey from the grave.
Then on to the home of little Jane Neeman;
She got a baby doll possessed by a demon.
A monstrous train with tentacle tracks,
A ghoulish puppet wielding an ax,
A man eating plant disguised as a wreath,
And a vampire teddy bear with very sharp teeth.

There were screams of terror, but Jack didn't hear it,
He was much too involved with his own Christmas spirit!
Jack finally looked down from his dark, starry frights
And saw the commotion, the noise, and the light.
"Why, they're celebrating, it looks like such fun!
They're thanking me for the good job that I've done."
But what he thought were fireworks meant as goodwill
Were bullets and missiles intended to kill.
Then amidst the barrage of artillery fire,
Jack urged Zero to go higher and higher.
And away they all flew like the storm of a thistle,
Until they were hit by a well guided missile.
And as they fell on the cemetery, way out of sight,
Was heard, "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night."

Jack pulled himself up on a large stone cross,
And from there he reviewed his incredible loss.
"I thought I could be Santa, I had such belief"
Jack was confused and filled with great grief.
Not knowing where to turn, he looked toward the sky,
Then he slumped on the grave and he started to cry.
And as Zero and Jack lay crumpled on the ground,
They suddenly heard a familiar sound.

"My dear Jack," said Santa, "I applaud your intent.
I know wreaking such havoc was not what you meant.
And so you are sad and feeling quite blue,
But taking over Christmas was the wrong thing to do.
I hope you realize Halloween's the right place for you.
There's a lot more, Jack, that I'd like to say,
But now I must hurry, for it's almost Christmas day."
Then he jumped in his sleigh, and with a wink of an eye,
He said, "Merry Christmas," and he bid them good bye.

Back home, Jack was sad, but then, like a dream,
Santa brought Christmas to the land of Halloween.

THE END

I don't know, I've always been a skeptic.

The Vatican announced (daw) that this is a true apparition. What say you? Photo taken by A Cebuano on top of a hill in Calubian.

This is (a Different) Halloween!

Known to all, Halloween is my favorite time of the year. Even as a kid I make it a point to celebrate Halloween. Every year a mother would fight with my mom just because her little kid had fever out of getting real scared. My older cousins and I, and later on with my younger siblings, would pull pranks at little kids just to give them a little scare. Well "little" is an understatement. Floating candles, white lady, chains being pulled, fiery eyes - name it, we performed it. And each year the entire neighborhood prepared for the Naughty Bunch' tricks.

Now that we've all grown up, I still try to celebrate Halloween my way. I see to it that there's dressing up, even if it's only me and my little Vampirate. Last year was totally awesome because I spent it first time with The Happy Geeks. Now Halloween for me is a week-long celebration, so last year's included the Sci-Fi and Fantasy Con plus the Hard Rock Cafe Halloween Party. Rocks!

Halloween this year was a little different tho. It started off with the Pirating gig at Il Pirata, to celebrate The Little Jedi's 7th birthday. Lemon and I had tons of fun, thanks to Captain Calypso.

No other Happy Geek even after that, for I was swallowed whole by work and then some.

I work as a CSR-slash-team artist. Whenever there's an event, it's The Vampirate who's always on the front line. Thanks to off-the-phone time, my teammates and I were able to decorate a pod and turn it into a creepy tree, following the theme of the Korean horror flick, Acacia. Paper mache and painting galore! 24 hour before judging time, we were about done, but my team leader needed help with the management's pod. He was basically abandoned and had to work on his own.

Now I love my TL very much and I'll lay my a$$ for that guy, because he'd saved mine a thousand times. I spent Halloween at the office decorating the TLs' Enterprise. I didn't sleep. The other agents came and went, each one asking, "bakit nandito ka pa?" or "ang aga mo naman!" To which I just answered, "tinatapos ko pa pod eh," not willing to expound. My TL treated me to brunch because "gagamitin nya pa ako." Pancake house eat-all-you can! Now that's a treat worth staying up for.

At 7PM, the night shift agents started pouring in. I hit the shower and quickly got into my "costume" which was plain black overalls. I wasn't able to go home, remember?

Now there's this story involving a playful kid smelling like baby powder in the restrooms of our building. Buti na lang when I remembered the story I was done taking a bath. It'll be a new urban legend altogether if the thought crossed my mind while I was in the shower. Naked woman running and screaming. EWWW...

I brought the extra clothes just in case we didn't finish decorating the pod and I had to stay over. Five minutes to log in, I was still building stairs. TL put me in floor-walker mode to get  everything done. An hour before deadline, I was still cutting styro and putting them together. Take note: I haven't slept a wink. I was literally on autopilot. My TL made it a point that the nourishment kept coming. I had my last grande Caramel Macchiato before everthing was completed.

At 10:30, my TL gave me a go signal to go off-the-phone. I took a nap. I could barely feel my right side when I got up. A smoke and nth mug of coffee later, I was back in action.

Painted my face nicely to look like a corpse. Well considering my lack of sleep, it wasn't so hard at all. My teammates and I dressed up to compliment our pod design. People were impressed at the painstakingly crated tree with paper mache'd roots and branches. I believe we have a fighting chance to win.

Spent the rest of the night socializing and laughing my a$$ off with fellow ghouls and creatures of the night. Hugs and kisses followed me everywhere. While three kilometers away I know The Happy Geeks were having a blasted time at Hard Rock Cafe. I could just imagine how fun it must've been, I assume more fun that last year's event. I secretly wish I could get kidnapped and brought to the party. I laughed when Karen Kuna mentioned she thought of the same thing that night. Goth chicks of the same feather talaga!

Morning came. It was time to pack up and head home to my little munster. I fell asleep in the bus on my way home. I was rather exhausted to even think of partying later today. Well I didn't. I'm gonna spend this night in front of the PC, with my family and with a good book later on. Unless something else comes up *wink wink*

Happy Halloween, ghouls and gals!!!

The Vampirates @ EcoPark

Took the time off from work to join my baby Vampirate's trip to La Mesa EcoPark. It was very humid that day and our good old rubbershoes gathered the most mud ever, but we had tons of fun.

I love my Lemon! She's becoming a lady with such strong character already.