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bellatrix lestrange loves willie wonka who is mourning for unidentified woman-stranger who was raped by professor snape, with the assistance of peter pettigrew. borat in a special appearance wearing a skin-tight shaider-blue catsuit. gaaahk. alleged fifteen-year old lass with a baywatch-ready bossom. forgettable performance by sailor person guy. blood, blood, and more blood. my only one issue is, tim burton, don't you watch myth busters? blood is not supposed to spray like a garden hose in full throttle. it's supposed to gush out in time with the cardiac rhythm. and my only one annoyance is the person beside me who repeatedly mumbles "ano ba yan, kanta na lang ng kanta." i mean it is really mind boggling why there is so much singing going on in a film adaptation of a broadway musical. i mean, really, how on earth did they come up with that preposterous idea? anyway, if you haven't seen it yet, go. and bring lots of meat pies and ketchup while you're at it. when you leave you will be thankful for gillette. and maybe reconsider that trip to the barber. or london.

so while we have been busy doing important stuff like blogging, reinabelle has been discovering quasars. but considering this is the girl who got 150 out of 100 in a physics exam (yes, that's 150%) that only three people (including her) managed to pass, then i'd say it's about time. "A team of Sloan Digital Sky Survey (SDSS-II) scientists, led by Princeton University's Reinabelle Reyes and including astronomers at Penn State, has identified a large number of "hidden quasars" -- supermassive black holes in the centers of galaxies that are shrouded in light-absorbing dust and gas." it's a good thing i friend reinabelle, or else i'll be real jealous. ^^ but i'd probably have more luck discovering new shades of pink. more details here: http://www.physorg.com/news119115673.html

so now the mac gets hello kitty to keep the qwerty dust-free. coming this december. yay!

so among other things, the mac needs: 1. a name (preferably japanese) 2. a name for the mighty mouse (again, japanese) 3. a laptop cooler so i can use it in bed without the fear of overheating 4. an external hard drive so i can use time machine 5. a laptop bag (not to be confused with personal luggage, which the mac already has) suggestions are welcome. ^^

so i've been here for four whole days and i haven't gotten around to doing anything. i blame it on having to schlepp thirty kilograms of baggage by myself from the dorm across two train stations before making it to the airport. now, i've been out of shape from the moment i was conceived and the only strenuous physical activity i engage in is window shopping, and even then i get migraines at the end of the day. last thursday we had our project drinking party with the japanese, who apparently can drink barrels of beer without the slightest hint of intoxication. by the time the food was served they were well into their second glass. we had, among other things, manta ray ("teacher of nemo"), breaded chicken cartilage, and burdock. and since i did not drink beer, they were nice enough to pick a cocktail (cassis-orange!) for me. i thought it was just juice because i can't for the life of me taste any alcohol, but i was red a few minutes later and my head was going bonkers, so hey, it's spiked after all. and then halfway into dinner his royal hotness decided to switch seats with the person seated in front of me. never mind that he obviously put more thought into what he was wearing than half the female population, or that he always orders what's on the "metabolic menu" in the cafeteria even if he doesn't actually know what metabolic means. or that he has lost some of his fingers because his design has so many bugs (this one we obviously just made up). there is a sore lack of male eye candy in japan, as opposed to the over-abundance of pretty women in stilettos totting louis vuitton bags. in fact in the entire duration of my trip, i chanced upon a grand total of one gorgeous male life-form (two if you count the actor in the "bambino" series). but hey, the gorgeous male life-form did talk to me so life is kind of fair after all. it's just such a bitch that i forgot to bring my camera.

the mac gets his own luggage.

in a couple of hours i'll be leaving for tokyo, where i will be put through hell for a month. ^^
i only just finished packing, so yes, i am bound to have forgotten something. but as long as it's not my ticket or money or god forbid, underwear, then i guess i'm fine. and i'm tempting fate because i purposely left out sneakers in anticipation of the giant nike factory outlet store in torihama. and every electronic gadget i am planning to take along with me is out of batteries. hooray.

on a totally unrelated note, i saw snippets of the pba opening ceremonies a while ago. and guess who's on the front-line for ginebra? it's my favorite blue eagle macky!!! too bad i wasn't smart enough to take a picture of the tv because he looked all serious and cute. my heart still belongs to the uaap, but i guess i'll be watching pba again. and with better seats this time. ^^

dear steve jobs,

i have no EQ. so if you could please release the leopard os x next week, that would be great.
and a pink macbook wouldn't hurt.

best regards,
ella

so this is how it ends. for this season anyway. ^^
didn't get a picture of the scoreboard because they turned it off right away.
sa wakas nagkita din kami ni pau. talo nga lang. malas!!! hahaha
special thanks to the lady who gave us three of the seats she reserved with post-its.it has been a great season for the ateneo-la salle rivalry, and an even better one for the scalpers. five games a season is food on the table for how many months.
and a season of controversies too, from "sus", to "wrong spelling", to ooh, they learned how to fight back, "384, 488." anyway, it's nice to hear the dlsu pep do ateneo cheers and the blue babble doing the same at the end of the game. sure, we were at each others' throats during the game, but at the end of the day, gwapo pa rin si chris tiu.

so far, all ateneo vs la salle games have been really really good games, and i have not been to a single one. hay. although being in the office during the game isn't half bad, what with me being surrounded by people like me who do not have enough nerve to file for a sick leave or enough foresight to have filed for a vacation leave days earlier. so there we were, living vicariously through text updates from them lucky biatches with game tickets.

good thing we won, though, because i'm insanely outnumbered in our group. even my boss is from la salle and a while ago after the game i wanted to ask him something he snaps "ewan ko sayo, bahala ka." hahahaah. but then the group managers are ateneans, so i just make sure i stay within their general vicinity in the event that we lose.

anyway, since i have exhausted all the downloadable games i can get my hands into, i am not now back to my old (brainless) guilty pleasure of visiting uaap forums and i came across this one about the best and worst uaap banners. now my take on banners is the wittier the better. if it gets the message across and the other team hates it or wished they came up with it first, then it works. as for "class" and "intellectual level", it's a basketball game for crying out loud. you're out there cheering your ass off for a bunch of men running around trying their darndest to put a ball through a hoop. expect a few points knocked off your iq. you'll get them back when you leave the colliseum.

best banners:
1. Ang Sarap Maging Atenista
    -  masarap naman talag
2. UP Kami, Kayo?
    - witty, sana nauna namin maisip, pero hindi bagay
3. Thank You, Salamat
    - sagad sa ka-corny-han pero natawa naman daw ako ^^
    - meron din daw la salle, "Thank You, TY". corny na naman, at natawa na naman ako.
4. MERON
    - sagot ng UST sa "wala" banner ng ateneo. takot ako sa meron eh, naalala ko bigla yung philo. tsk tsk bakit hindi namin to naisip!?! bakit?
5. Jervy now has __ rebounds.
    - aba, at nag-update pa! first time ko nakita ginawa. astig.

most controversial banner:
SUS

worst banners (bawal pikon!):
1. Push the limit Animo Spirit
    - una, ang corny nung rhyme, ha. pangalawa, animo = spirit. redundant siya, redundant.
2. No one can overcheer us
    - una, overcheer. pangalawa, overcheer. pangatlo, overcheer.
3. Kami po ang University of Sto. Tomas
    - ah okay. kami naman ay walang napala sa banner ninyo. pero baka inside joke, tulad ng... teka, walang gumagawa ng banner na may inside joke!

at ang all-time worst banner ever:
S - imple
M - odest
I - nspiring
L - oveful
E - ducated

hindi ko na papatulan ang "loveful" dahil masakit sa ulo. actually, hindi ko alam kung pano ba dapat mag-react - kung mapapamura ba ako o maluluha o manonood na lang ng top model (may cycle 9 na!). ang alam ko lang yung mga ganito eh dapat nagsisimula sa "My dearest friend, Thank you for letting me write in your very beautiful autograph book."  bakit naman kasi SMILE pa yung napili, eh madami naman iba pa, tulad ng:

JAPAN - Just Alway Pray At Night
LIBYA - Love Is Beautiful, You Also
YEMEN - Yugyugan Every Morning Every Night
BALIWAG - Beauty and Love I Will Always Give

ayan, pinatulan pa kasi. x.x

yesterday i braved the torrential downpour, arrived at trinoma dripping wet (or at least my umbrella was), and scoured the shops for five hours. of course i'm not leaving without a receipt. so this is a result of the "kahit ano basta may mabili lang" school of thought.





















to be fair, i have always wanted an ateneo jacket i just haven't gotten around to buying one. haha for six years i have been within walking distance of the a-shop in the ateneo campus and i go get my school jacket in the adidas store in trinoma. x.x

peace, yo. nanalo naman kayo eh. ^^

ang masasabi ko lang: NO BASKET ^^

so yesterday i wasn't feeling so great, so i figured i'd use up one of my twenty (yes, twenty) remaining leave credits for the year. and the nurse tells me i have to produce a medical certificate. great, thanks. so much for the bed rest.
so i go to borrough in eastwood to have myself checked. i didn't bother to fix myself up, i am sick, after all, and everyone else can go to hell. but apparently, security guards are not as helpful to people wearing their younger brother's nutrikid contest shirt. and these are the same security guards who smile at me every morning when i don't look as deranged as i did yesterday. but at least in mercury drug, they served me first, probably because i looked like i was going to faint or vomit, whichever comes first.
but i digress. when i finally was able to locate the clinic, the doctor listened to my breathing with his stethoscope and proclaims i have a cocktail of viral and bacterial infections. wow, the things you hear with them magic stethoscopes. do bacteria and viruses have some kind of signature sound or do they whisper "hoy, bacteria/virus ako noh!" to the stethoscope because i must have missed that in biology class. and i didn't cut biology that much back in high school because i didn't want incomplete notes.
at any rate, he prescribed a couple of antibiotics. which cost me 500 bucks. and that darned medical certificate is an additional hundred bucks. the sick leave is almost not worth it. no, no. it's absolutely not worth it. but what's done is done, and so i take the meds and go to bed and i woke up with what seems like a gazillion bacteria and viruses clubbin in my head. it was the worst headache ever and i was all alone in the house and i was crying like a lunatic because it hurts that bad. and i left my trusty ibuprofen at work, because i tend to get headaches at work and not at home. so i asked rodmaykel to bring it home for me but he won't be coming home until 9, so i had to suffer through the headache for around five hours. and to think the meds were supposed to make me feel better. to quote the great sage ansi, this is so "not party."
give me back the segmentation errors, any day.

it's pink, it's impractical, it's on sale, and it's the last pair. the universe smiles on me today.

because i can take pictures like these!
of course the camera's not mine and the lens most certainly isn't but i took this picture and it's so pretty!
one day i'm going to get my own dslr and macro-lens. tas rodmaykel, contest tayo. ^^

so this morning i was applying mascara and looked up and saw blood. or what looked like blood on the white part of my eyeball. it's not the easiest thing in the world to see because when i attempt to look it disappears because my eyeball rolls the other way and you get the picture. so my first thought was, well, am i dying, or going blind perhaps? but i figured either way i would still have to go to work today so why am i wasting time thinking of stupid things when i have bugs to fix and blocks to verify.
fast forward to the office lounge and people were having breakfast (it's free breakfast and snack week this week) and i go show them my bloody eye and they all take one horrified look and run screaming towards the nearest exit. the last part i obviously made up for more drama. office life is so boring. and so i go to the company nurse and she tells me i have negative feedback in my eye. now at this point i don't know how to react. i have been much too much immersed in my work and have forgotten my basic electronics so i am not quite sure if my eye is attempting to oscillate, amplify signals, or just stabilize its output voltage. i would have asked the nurse but my pride wouldn't let me so i just left it at that.
at any rate i became the office freak show and every now and then some co-worker would just drop by and say "patingin" after which i would proceed to show the darn bloody thing which more often than not would be followed by "eeek" or "yuck" or "yuck kadiri" as my boss so eloquently put it. in hindsight, maybe that was the negative feedback.
now, much as i would like my google-aided self-diagnosis to be something out of house, e.g. i have a twin inside me hence the negative feedback from the foreign dna, or i'm actually not a girl, i have a y chromosome hence then negative feedback which is caused by men in general, my condition is actually almost medically irrelevant. it's just scary as hell. so much for the added drama, but hey, it did spice up my bland boring stressful life just a teeny bit.

i just saw the pisay movie trailer and suddenly i'm back in high school.

i'm back in grh-main, and i'm waking up to the dorm manager's incessant singing and blabbering on the paging system. i'm late, as usual, and as cherrie_lou and i make our way to the shower the first bell rings. and when we make it to class our teacher (joegon!) goes "hija, kabit-kabit pa buhok mo, magsuklay ka muna...". we missed breakfast (soup-aghetti) so we don't have the telltale dormfood marks on our uniform. and then during the break we proceed to our, ahem, caf table, and we sit down and talk and gossip and contemplate on what to wear for the batch night and who's taking whom to the prom and outside alex (boy patatas) is selling fries and hash brown and potato tots and the tech people are in the back lobby as usual and the back boys are in their filthy lair in the corner of the caf where no one dares to venture.  and then we head back to english class and we watch a king arthur movie and during the love scene between arthur and guinevere the teacher stands in front of the tv so we don't see and during our free time we decorate the windows with sequins for our art project and we rehearse non-stop for our ramayana play and jakes_ has to lip synch her way to "on my own" andwackwackgilids choreographs  the fighting scenes. it's lunch break so we head back to the caf and show our mealcards and eat dorm food (it's pork carioca today) on military-style metal trays and i just had to have that extra rice because hey, i'm only 89 pounds and we have to deposit an extra 20 bucks for the spoon and fork lest we don't give them back. we go back to class and suffer through sir coronado's corny jokes and for biology we dissect frogs and those that were not paralyzed properly wake up from the ether-induced sleep and hop around with their entrails hanging loose for everyone to see. in the newly-renovated second floor auditorium we hold our iliad play, and in the middle of two acts, aphrodite falls from the bleachers and makes it back when the lights went back on but she hit  one of the towers and literally caused the fall of troy. there's a soccer game between labuyo and jasms, and everyone is watching, and rod and jean0ts and i rush to the grandstand to cheer on ****** *******. we usually hang near our tree near the soccer field, and we usually climb on top and sit on one of the branches and we were talking and suddenly shayne disappears, and after a few seconds we realize that she fell from the tree and was hanging by her skirt on one of the branches and we had to hoist her back up so we can untangle her skirt. it's the school fair and everyone is being drenched in the water from going to jail or getting undersieged or assassinated. there was a bb.pisay pageant and boblax danced to the tune of "too much" by the spice girls and he won and his band played in battle of the bands and janc and garbage was also there. it's still early so we stroll around the oval (counterclockwise) until it gets dark and we can see the fireflies. we have dinner and someone left a mysterious gray puma bag on one of the tables and jean0ts and i patiently wait for the owner who was not whom we expected. we rush back to the dorm - our curfew is at 7 - and we watch tv downstairs, and someone pages for anyone who wants to order from chowking. i head to the third floor - room 310, and someone bangs on the walls from the other room but there's no roomhopping during study hours so i can't come over so i stay in our room and listen to cherrie_lou sing along to her new casette tape (the corrs - talk on corners). we are having our school dance tonight and we are going to practice for our dance presentation and while we were practicing on the stair landing bogchi comes out of her room with her hair in really high pigtails and doti21 is getting dressed - she is wearing her britney skirt and uhnjelherr has just evaded her titas and went shopping and all her clothes are widely distributed between our closets. we go to the soccer field and the party has already started and we dance under the stars until the sun came up and i collapse on my bunk bed and think, it's great to be back.