Added Bonus
|Listening to: Kangen - Dewa
That song above... and these. Ooh, I love him! Should start searching for a nature-based name to match his. Pebble, maybe.
albiceleste | 09:24 p.m. | Friday, January 30, 2004
Joaquin!!!
|Listening to: Scar Tissue - Red Hot Chilli Pepper
My operator, for once, played a string of great songs. Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Radiohead, Linkin Park... No Offspring yet, though.
I can't understand it. I have a bit of a crush on him -- operator, you're not allowed to read this -- but his taste of music is simply rubbish. Another guy I used to have a crush on had been like that, too. Cool and nice but quite simply a sucker when it come to music. Rah!
Aries used to love the worst of Backstreet Boys', Boyzone and the likes. I remember this one time, we were walking together and started humming songs at the same time; I mumbled Blur's Tender and he some lovey dovey song of a local band.
Then again, Cousin Edwin, who's one of my favourite people, is like that too. Remember sis, he's Stinky's #1 fan? Jeez, how Andre Stinky ever got the nerve to write such cheesy songs I couldn't figure out.
Moral of this story: Don't judge people by their taste of music!!!
I just watch Buffalo Soldiers starring another Joaquin of my favourites. He's so sizzling hot. I mean, this guy really turns me on.
Spawn had lots to say after seeing J.Lo at Golden Globe but wasn't quite in the mood to write it down - or rather, what he wanted to say wasn't under-18-friendly. Exactly what I felt after seeing Joaquin in this movie. Jesus Christ, is he sexier then ever! I mean when he started moaning... uh-oh, censored.
Movie itself was fine. Not the greatest movie I've ever seen but was good story wise. In fact, the story was excellent. It's making it into a movie that's not the cleverest move. Nice to see hero and heroine with a bit of a gut, though.
And Joaquin played excellently, of course. According to my boss Jack (big wig editor of a local movie mag), the movie's good at the beginning but slides off into nothing towards the end. I didn't understand - it was good.
Was actually a bit of a cheese at the beginning but as it turned out, it was meant to be that way. Or to be more specific, Joaquin's character made it that way. He was this jaded soldier who's incredibly smooth, cunning and an opportunist, hiding behind laid-back, soft-spoken manner and continually pleasing everybody. Or so it seemed.
Bottomline, it was good, Boss.
I can't understand it. I have a bit of a crush on him -- operator, you're not allowed to read this -- but his taste of music is simply rubbish. Another guy I used to have a crush on had been like that, too. Cool and nice but quite simply a sucker when it come to music. Rah!
Aries used to love the worst of Backstreet Boys', Boyzone and the likes. I remember this one time, we were walking together and started humming songs at the same time; I mumbled Blur's Tender and he some lovey dovey song of a local band.
Then again, Cousin Edwin, who's one of my favourite people, is like that too. Remember sis, he's Stinky's #1 fan? Jeez, how Andre Stinky ever got the nerve to write such cheesy songs I couldn't figure out.
Moral of this story: Don't judge people by their taste of music!!!
I just watch Buffalo Soldiers starring another Joaquin of my favourites. He's so sizzling hot. I mean, this guy really turns me on.
Spawn had lots to say after seeing J.Lo at Golden Globe but wasn't quite in the mood to write it down - or rather, what he wanted to say wasn't under-18-friendly. Exactly what I felt after seeing Joaquin in this movie. Jesus Christ, is he sexier then ever! I mean when he started moaning... uh-oh, censored.
Movie itself was fine. Not the greatest movie I've ever seen but was good story wise. In fact, the story was excellent. It's making it into a movie that's not the cleverest move. Nice to see hero and heroine with a bit of a gut, though.
And Joaquin played excellently, of course. According to my boss Jack (big wig editor of a local movie mag), the movie's good at the beginning but slides off into nothing towards the end. I didn't understand - it was good.
Was actually a bit of a cheese at the beginning but as it turned out, it was meant to be that way. Or to be more specific, Joaquin's character made it that way. He was this jaded soldier who's incredibly smooth, cunning and an opportunist, hiding behind laid-back, soft-spoken manner and continually pleasing everybody. Or so it seemed.
Bottomline, it was good, Boss.
albiceleste | 07:55 p.m. | Friday, January 30, 2004
Tired, Stressed and In Need of Lotsa Laughter
|Listening to: Fallen - Sarah MacLachlan
Good thing, I found this special ed of Soccer: Real Madrid's special edition. Iker's photo is right at the top! And the article about him is quite accurate, too. Unbelivable reflexes and weakness towards high balls, though they got him wrong on attitude. Soccer writer wrote of him as someone who's very nice, never raise his voice at teammates.
You kidding me? Jeez. He's their mother hen. A super fussy and bustling mother hen.
Finals (for me) start tomorrow. I'm half-crazed here. Should I fail these ones, I have to wait another fucking year. Iker's 22 and already he's earning millions and making a great career of himself. Me? 23 and still slogging through school and barely make my way toward writingdom. (And is that the right phrase? Ha.)
I mean to enter this contest I saw at my "usual place." (I can't tell what "usual place," so kindly back off, people!) It's for Valentine and although I'd started on one story, I'm stuck halfway through. The other day I compared it to one of my previous work - already published - and I groaned: I suck!
OK., I've got a set of stationery to design and a company profile to print, so that's all for now. Hasta la vista, amigos.
You kidding me? Jeez. He's their mother hen. A super fussy and bustling mother hen.
Finals (for me) start tomorrow. I'm half-crazed here. Should I fail these ones, I have to wait another fucking year. Iker's 22 and already he's earning millions and making a great career of himself. Me? 23 and still slogging through school and barely make my way toward writingdom. (And is that the right phrase? Ha.)
I mean to enter this contest I saw at my "usual place." (I can't tell what "usual place," so kindly back off, people!) It's for Valentine and although I'd started on one story, I'm stuck halfway through. The other day I compared it to one of my previous work - already published - and I groaned: I suck!
OK., I've got a set of stationery to design and a company profile to print, so that's all for now. Hasta la vista, amigos.