On "My Bestfriends' Wedding" and Singlehood

So Christmas Day (and incidentally also my Birthday) just came and went. Though it was relatively better this year than the previous ones, I still can’t help but compare it to my younger days celebrating this auspicious occasion. I guess for some reason, when we get older, you also lose interest on celebrating.

It’s true what they say, Christmas ARE for kids… and those kids at heart.

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Today I watched, probably for the 100th time, My Best Friends Wedding and thought of 10 reasons why we (I) love this movie.

10. It stars Julia Roberts. Need I say more?

9. It’s a feel-good-romantic-comedy that one can never get tired of watching.

8. The story is just great. I think the writers Terry Rossio and Ted Elliott created one of the best movies ever.

7. P.J. Hogan, the director captured the actors’ best qualities on that film. There wasn’t any dull moment on this film.

6. I looooove Cameron Diaz’s portrayal of Kimberly Wallace here. She’s sooooo “annoyingly perfect.”

5. The soundtrack. Who didn’t fall in love with “I’ll Say A Little Prayer For You” and the fabulous scene where the entire cast sang it over lobster lunch.

4. Durmot Mulroney, though not so hot, appeared irresistible here. Which guy would not love being chased by two women? I hear most guys fantasized about this long before puberty.

3. This line, “Kimi always says that if you love someone, you say it or the moment just passes you by.” Cue song: “Someday, when I’m awful’y low….” Lurrrrrrvvvvvit!!!

2. It talks about true love, double dealing/lying…three of my favorite topics and not forgetting blind-devotion.

1. Rupert Green, the gay editor/friend of Jules. He added an absolute spice to the movie. It showed and quite possibly proved that it’s wonderful to have a gay friend. So if you don’t have one, I suggest you go get one.




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Being a hopeless-romantic to the core can be quite daunting, especially if you love chick-flick movies. It gets you thinking about your sorry little ass and why up to now, after 14 freakin’ months you’re still single, living alone and successful. While others, celebrate 28th as a momentous day, declare 1129 as the address of heaven, I on the other hand, has substituted Play Station 2 for sex, is planning to get a cat to complete my spinsterhood, and might possible just die of old age and still single. FOCK!

If I don’t meet someone soon, I just might go on a killing rampage, God forbid. Guess I’m too picky, as one friend said. To which I said in reply, “I’m not picky, I’m just specific. I know what I want and deserve and I refuse to settle for anyone less.”

And they say Christmas is for lovers too. HAH! Not if you’re single.

Arabian Nights

Oh... I come from a land in a far away place where the caravan camels roam. Where they cut off your ear if they don't like your face, it's barbaric, but HEY!, it's home...



Aaaaaarrrraaabian Nightsssssss...

Yeaaaaahhhhhhbaaahhh!!! Yes, baby we WON! 2nd place that is. I'm telling you this year's competition was FIERCE!!!


(Aladdin and Genie)


A Whole New Worrrrlld!

This year's theme was Disney Cartoon Musicals. And we got Aladdin about a month back but prepared for it 2 weeks before the actual performance. It was a labor of love and blood from all the teams which was pretty obvious with all the costumes, props and dance numbers. Effort kung effort ito mga friends!!!It was simply unforgettable.

Too bad I didn't even win a single raffle prize. Our company was darn generous this year as they gave away, cellphones, gift cheques, iPHONE (yup, iPHHHHOOONNNEEE!!!), Aspire One (Acer) laptop, cash prices worth--- get ready for this, 1000 US Dollarrrrs!

Damn!!!!

Anyway, here are a few pics! Enjoy!

I shall be posting all the pics on my multiply site. Visit it if you have the chance.

Consolation Groups:



Hunchback of Notre Dame

and...


Mulan

3rd Place: Little Mermaid



2nd Place: Aladdin (kami, yun!!!)




1st Place: Beauty and the Beast






And oh, did I mention that the first prize money was PHP40,000!

2nd, PHP30,000
3rd, PHP20,000

and the consolation prices got PHP10k each.

WAZZZZZTHEMEEEANING!!!!

There's Just Something About Her... (PETCHAY!)

Never in my wildest imagination that I would even attempt to write about something that I was totally clueless, undiscovered (by me), and as usually despised as a woman's vajay-jay. Or as i fondly call it, for purposes of this blog 'petchay'. But a recent conversation with a dear friend had inexplicably forced me to go to a local bookstore, buy a small notebook and pen, sit down and was compelled to start writing about a topic I've only spoken about in humour.

Let me just emphasize that I had never fantasized about it, never explored it, and have only seen it on straight porno films that I used to watch as a kid (only because I'm more interested and focused on the other thing) and a few if not forgotten glimpses of it on a few occasions...live. So forgive me for my lack of knowledge about what it is that fascinates men and yes, even a selected group of women to something that secrete blood every that time of the month.

I do however, know a little about it having directed the Vagina Monologues back in college as a school production. And let me say that if that didn't even interest me to change sexual preference, I guess nothing in this universe will. I was, am and will forever remain loyal to it's glorious counter-part. (Pause to give a moment of silent praise.)

"Your petchay is the best-tasting, best-looking, best-smelling and most beautiful ever. And it's best fit for my 'thaaang.'

THAT my dear friends was the claim of a certain guy who after exepriencing a long sexual nirvana with my good friend, described her petchay.

Now, how many of women do you know out there in this planet was ever told that line, even as a lie? I'm probably guessing very, very, very few. So my good friend and I suddenly got wondering if her petchay has some addictive property that the world is yet to discover. And if only we could create a drug out of its secretion, we would probably be richer than the Queen of England. But I guess the only way to truly find out is to be there myself first-hand, which there is noooo wayyyy in HELL I will do. Not even if you pay me. I would rather tear my eyes out than to see it; bind my lips shut than to taste it; and pull out my nose than to smell it.

We've been friends for quite a long time that I am aware of what this girl can do. The miracles and glory of it all. I've heard the stories and even on a few rare times seen her in action. (Again, focusing only on the other partner.) But still it seems that there's some truth to this claim since most of her men keep coming back for more... and more... and more! Even to a point they would have to beg. A true goddess to the core could only command such followers! I swear if I were to be reincarnated, I would want nothing more than to be this girl's petchay. To quote her, "My petchay can change lives and break relationships."

Amazing! It's already like a religion!

I've had my fair share of compliments and praises from my sexual partners but none specifically targeted to my 'toy'. It's usually something generic like, "Oh, you're a damn good kisser!" or "You're sooo hot and sexy!" or "I could do this with you for the rest of my life!" (Ready, set.... cartwheel!!!) But this usually only happens when I'm on the top of my game. I usually perform best when love is involved or at least a similar kind of emotion. Plus alcohol can also seriously stimulate and arouse me. (Cocktails later anyone?)

Writing about petchay too much us starting to make me feel nauseous. I'd better stop before I end up having recurring nightmares about it. But for those wanting to experience the much glorified petchay you will have to meet a certain criteria. 1.) You have to be well-hung. 2.) You have to be clean, gorgeous and irresistible. 3.) Your other head should be equally, if not superbly stimulating as the other smaller one. And 4.) You should have something more to offer than what was already stated above.

Bottom line, we will only remain in awe and wonder why her petchay has this incredible power. And I, being too gay to almost function, could only remain respectful (and even a wee-bit envious) that such a vagina exists to change lives!