Friday, February 25, 2005

hodge podge

school fair

it's a sunny day and i thank god for the weather.
it's a sunny day and i'm living it for my god.
it's a sunny day and i thank god for the weather.
... living each day with the promises of god's words.

been humming this upbeat childhood ditty in my head all day (go on laugh, it's weird). i feel light-hearted, bouyant, pretty much like a child let loose on a park. guess, i'm just too happy doing something other than academics or work the whole day. this acp/lex loci thing was rather fun, reminds me of light high school extra-curricular activities (i was more into the 'marginalized-centered' activities in college, hence the comparison). i must say it's a welcome respite from the usual dreariness of routinary law school existence.

male style

the guys in the block were conspicously missing. (i wonder were they disappeared to. even the 'colin creevey' of the block was out of commission; the events of the day was, therefore, sadly, undocumented.) since they were out of earshot, it was an opportunity to compare notes. girls do check-out, you know; but unlike guys we do it discreetly and we don't make fun of those less than appealing to the eyes.

close-up smiles: everyone i talked with agree, these two guys have sincere smiles. they appear to be genuinely happy to see that person they are smiling at.

best smelling guy: this one is unanimous, everyone agrees, he smells great. my usually scent-insensitive nose remembers him smelling like chocolate-mint (maybe he does not really smell that way, except that's what my brain associate with yummy).

best dressed: could they be metrosexuals? i guess, a little vanity is not bad. everyone is in agreement that barongs are bland (besides one can put it on with his eyes closed). two thumbs up to the three guys who have been consistently in well-matched shirt and tie. same with those two guys who go to class in 'styled' saturday casuals.

sorry, dahlings, i won't be revealing names (lest we'd have preening peacocks in class).







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Thursday, February 17, 2005

realistic or romantic?


i told you, i'm not an ice maiden. check out what this 'test' said:


You Are A Realistic Romantic


You are more romantic than 60% of the population.






It's easy for you to get swept away by romance...
But you've done a pretty good job keeping perspective.
You're still taken in by love poems and sunsets
You just don't fall for every dreamy pick up line!



Are You Romantic or Realistic?

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Sunday, February 13, 2005

a valentine wedding

girls have this fantasy of getting engaged or, better yet, married on valentine's day

last year my 'bestest' male friend got married to the girl of his dreams on valentine's day. now, now ain't that romantic? i would not have expected less from this guy.

it was not a smooth journey to the altar, but love prevailed in the end.
here's to your first year anniversary oppa and unnie.


chris and soyoung on their wedding day

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Tuesday, February 08, 2005

KKK

ka-weirdohan, ka-baduyan, kabaliwan

kwon sangwoo: crush ko 'to!

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Friday, February 04, 2005

my funny valentine(s)- part 1

"valentine's ala david copperfield"

in my senior year in high school, i had this persistent 'admirer', who i avoided like the plague. it didn't help his cause that he'd look at me with a smitten 'puppy-eyes' (yeech!) and he'd bring his battalion of friends while he stake out my school. anyway, on valentine's day he and his friends camped out at my school's front gate. naturally, he had the requisite 'red roses' (double yeech) and chocolates. there was no way i was going to get past that gate without them seeing me. since my dad couldn't pick me up that day and i couldn't ride with my friends (as they were in cohorts with the boys), i had to find an alternate exit. the only other way out is via the convent gates ( which they don't let the students use and the guard is way past persuasion). desperate times call for desperate measures. i told the guard i needed to see some nun. while she was busy paging her, i climbed over the gates. yeeha!

that was not nice of me, really. the poor guy waited until dusk (oh-oh). and i had to explain my disappearing act to the nun the next day. sheesh..





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