what do you like?

Someone told me, the reason why I am drawn to big guys (not that I admit being drawn to them, yet he would constantly accuse me) is that I am reminded of my brother. Not because he is big, but because when I was a kid, I looked up to him--and at that time he was much bigger than me as I was a child.

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Eighties kids like me would probably take the word/name/term aga as a synonym of pogi or good looking.

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Body type or... make. That is the other thing. I find that most of my peers do not put muscle tone as high up on the list of physical attributes as say, today's teens. Maybe because during our formative years the matinee idols hardly exhibited cuts. Maybe except Richard Gomez.

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This is not relevant at all, but I suddenly had a mental image of Miguel Rodriguez, and thought that he looked like Dexter. Maybe it's the hair. Or the shape of the face.

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I think it would make sense that an individual's perception of beauty could be solely dependent on childhood images/thoughts/role models.

If this is true, then there is a chance that my friend is right.

I still am not sold to the whole idea. I think it should be more than that.

In which case, I would say that he can't prove anything.

pretty in pink

b/s

While I recognise that it is normal to have disagreements with your partner, I also recognise that sometimes there are agreements that are damaging.

In my whole lifetime, I had just one. And it is one too much.

It had been years since yet up to this day, I feel the slightest hint of exhaustion when I am reminded of that night.

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I was surprised at how worked up I got when I learned something related to that argument a few days back. I can't believe how such a measly bit of information could scratch on a wound that has long healed--and healed quite nicely at that.

There is no feeling of anger, resentment or pain. But exhaustion.

I guess, giving and taking it all consumes. And I was reminded of that time.

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When I remember that specific moment, I want to hug myself. And I can't help but appreciate what I have now--peace of mind, to begin with.

I am blessed.

The bitter is done with, now I can appreciate the sweet.

interrrrresting

(There used to be a photo in this space, but every time I saw it, I got so turned off by the caption, so I took it out.)

Sorry I had to post this. Thanks RN for sending. I literally laughed out loud when I saw this. Maybe not literally. Maybe chuckled.

Of course the reason it was funny isn't the caption (which isn't funny) but the fact that it is the profile photo of a group called...

HINDI PORKET MAY DSLR KA, PHOTOGRAPHER KA NA!

In facebook.

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There is probably a lot of excitement around this. I can imagine. I can WELL imagine.

I won't even attempt to explain why it was amusing. Or post disclaimers. Or try to give where clauses. It would be like explaining a one liner. OR the line silence means yes.

(silence)

keep the love alive

It was love at first sight, maybe I had my reservations, after all, everyone who knew somewhat felt that it was a bit too much. Too high maintenance, too flashy, too indulgent, too much of a good thing.

Maybe relationships are meant to be this way.

But also maybe, it was meant to not last. Renaissance.

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I tried so many times, (god knows) to move on. To the next one. To the one that would fit my life now. But no luck. Despite all my effort to go on, it find myself stuck.

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Maybe I should stop trying, because one day, it will just happen.

Good--GREAT things come to those who wait.

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An umbrella is a good thing, right?

My birthday is not for a few months, it would be great--GRAND if someone wonderful gets me one. LOL

strip!

Why is this exciting for me? WHY NOT?

I haven't used a pore strip in YEARS! Maybe not since high school. (That may be gross for a lot of people.)

It now comes in black! My other favorite color.

It fits better now! There are more slits.

Perhaps the biggest reason is my utter joy when I see what is stuck to the used strip--again, somewhat gross. Hahaha.

found

I think I blogged about this before. At least the first part. But as I am poor tag-er posts, the search function is not so great and well, I can't be bothered, I'd just write up everything again.

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When I was very young, probably on the third grade or even younger I was flipping through the channels and I chanced on a certain cartoon. The characters were unfamiliar, and it is only now that I could recognize that it was Japanese animation.

It was a love story.

The part I stumbled upon was the low. The boy was down, he was washing dishes for a dingy restaurant, living hard up life. He would imagine moments. Hallucinate even. Of moments. Moments of her.

There was that song. It was the first and last time that I heard it. At least for the next twenty something years.

I couldn't find it with google and shazam. And I did look for it!

The lyrics, as I remembered it was...
what did I do, what did I say to turn your angel eyes my way?

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On the cab ride yesterday, I heard a familiar tune. And the singer went angel eyes, my way. I was stunned!

I quickly got my phone and tagged the tune.

iTunes had it! Thank you to The Jeff Healey Band :)

I can now listen to the song anytime I want.

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It is a blessing when you find something you always knew you wanted. And it is a miraculous gift when you find it without even looking for it.

hesitation

I wanted to blog about the Green Day concert, but there is just too much to write.

So, I'd skip those details and write about something--one thing that Billie said.

He asked the crowd to put away the cameras and use their minds to remember.

It may not be the exact words. But the thought is well along that line.

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I like that. It resonates.

There are times when I'd think of taking a photo or video--make any...documentation of the event that is unfolding so that I would have something to remind me or allow me to relive it. However, I hesitate.

More often then not, I don't shoot it. Only because I know that in doing so, I'd lose a part of the experience.

In every personal, happy, real fleeting moment, I'd like to be there a hundred percent. And maybe this makes poor memorabilia but really, it is worth it?

come together

Someone gave me a bag organiser and using it made me realise how much easier life is when each little thing in your bag has it's own slot. Well, the ratio is not exactly 1:1. Nonetheless, what relief!

I imagined how much the experience could improve if (1) each item actually had a slot, and (2) the slot was the exact size.

Soooooo, I made an organiser :)

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I rummaged through my tela container and found a bright skull print--and some dark wash denim. I experimented a bit on the possible combos. In the end, I decided to use the right sides.After sewing the basic pocket, I fitted all my stuff and marked where I should sew.And then...everything fit perfectly! It was also a bonus that it rolled quite nicely. My layout plan worked. Yey! As I placed the items strategically, the case falls flat and doesn't unravel by itself.I am now ready to throw it into my bag!Of course I would probably make another one if one day, I find that my replacement item is in another shape or size--but, I'd think about that when I have to.

6 x 30ish

I was around the area of my previous workplace and I realized how much I miss it. It has only been six months since I worked there, but it seems so much longer than that.

I strolled a bit on the shops that I used to frequent. Proud to say, I didn't buy anything. One of my favorite shops closed down though. Now I don't know if there is any other branch in Singapore. It is probably the reason that I didn't get anything.

Of course I bought that thing in the brown bag. I smile to myself in remembrance of the time when I had that for breakfast everyday. Sometimes, afternoon snack as well.

I also got off a train station I seem never to get off at anymore. Wow.

Six months could be a long time if we are talking about development.

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While it was quite nostalgic, I would have felt odd if I find that everything else had remained the same but me. Change is good.

weigh in

My brother just bought a weighing scale. He says he feels as though the thing is not calibrated because he seems too heavy. My sister in law, on the other hand felt that the weight displaying for her seems too light.

We all agreed that it probably was accurate.

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My brother asked me how much I weighed.

I told him.

He asks me, Where you wearing clothes and carrying your handbag when you weighed in? Laptop?

Great.

engagement

Lately, it seems like much excitement around me is caused by one thing. Engagement. Not really getting engaged, but more along the lines of not getting engaged. Or engagement to someone--else.

Engagement. A defining moment where people start making plans to start making plans for marriage. Notice I didn't put wedding, but marriage. An entirely different thing.

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Someone said he hasn't proposed because he is yet to feel it. That while he is happy with his partner, he has not felt like proposing.

I don't know the mechanics of popping the question, I'd think that it is more than momentary inspiration or a jolt of emotions as it is as much a feeling of certainty, happiness and love as it is a decision.

I don't understand. What does he mean?

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Someone said they never had the talk about marriage. But now, a couple of weeks later, he is engaged to another.

I don't know the mechanics of popping the question, but does this mean an event-- momentary inspiration or a jolt of emotions had transpired?

I don't understand. What does this mean?

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Someone asked me why I am still not engaged, given my age.

I don't know the mechanics of popping the question, but are momentary inspirations or jolts of emotions supposed to happen at a specific age?

I don't understand. What does she mean?

(i'm a) FULL

I received snazzy earphones for my four--nearing five year old iPod. Fantastic as the original one had turned off-white.

Now, if only I could add disk space, it would be perfect.

(dragon) fire starter

What was I looking for?

I wasn't. Looking for something. Anything. Not looking.

Enjoying. Passing. Going through. Walking. Lazily. Leisurely.

It is surprising how the long story started with the words YOU LOST ME.

who is hello kitty?

As I completed my toy Christmas shopping for the kids, I was heading to the counter when I saw Hello Kitty pajamas with a matching shirt. Although I imagined it to be too big for my niece, I decided to get it anyways. She will grow into it anyway. I was very excited about it, quite possibly, I was more excited for her to get the pajamas than her actual gift.

Christmas came and she was jumping up and down with excitement when she opened her gift.

Okay. Time to open the other gift. She rips the wrapper and looks at it. Blankly. She doesn't know who Hello Kitty is.

SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHO HELLO KITTY IS.

Oh well.

The next days she saw my sister's--her mom's pillow that is Hello Kitty and says "Mom, we have the same, Kitty".

She also told her mom that she wanted to wear Kitty that night.Tonight, she told her mom that she wanted to wear kitty again and that it is now her favorite.

Happy day :)

the whole giant thing

This photo is so Dexter.I just had the last of my holiday lasagna for breakfast today. I can finally say that once, I ate an entire baking pan full myself. Just one of the things you have to do in life. Ask Garfield.

Happy new year! :)