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i just had a glimpse of the 79th oscar and wow, jennifer hudson won huh. thats a pleasant surprise. too bad the thing she wore in the red carpert is kinda

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what bolero is that? a bolero for a soon-to-be broiled chicken. and um... i love anne hathaway. but she looked like one might hell of a piñata having a bow on her chest and on her.. uh, tail.

ive watched the "dreamgirls" oscar performance, and i just had this kind of stress, like, if beyonce's vocals bop ur head one note at a time and this bop goes a notch stronger whenever its one note higher, ill be pretty beat up. and my head will be all bluish black. sumn like that. and then, make it two times coz jennifer hudson made me feel that too. i dunno if beyonce had her vocal calisthenics exceed the normal limit coz of the fact that hudson got the best supporting award but again, this is not an angela velez-regine tolentino im-better-than-you thing onstage right? wow. point of comparison.
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watch heroes. damn its gettin better and better. and one thing that surpised me..



is Stan Lee, creator of the xmen series and a lot of superhero blahblahs, made a cameo on the 16th episode as a bus driver. coolness. as of prison break, i dunno. its still one hell of a nerve-wrecking suspensed series.
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kevin zegers has a new movie. "it's a boy girl thing". dont u think body-swap themed movies are just so redundant? BUT... im still goin to watch it. LATER! hahaha.
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im actually ANNOYED with Daniel Radcliffe's sarcasm whenever he's asked about Harry Potter. Havent he thought it was actually Harry Potter that gave him a career. that nude play of him may come as one of his burntout retorts and not "ooh im such a great actor i wanted to be naked in front of a live audience, that would be a great challenge" image.

and people are actually saying that the parents shouldnt be angry with him posing like that and lets just be happy hes playing a different "sensible" role. well, the fact that jumping on a role like that, without subtlety, could really cause a commotion. i mean, i have a 7-yr-old niece who likes him as daniel radcliffe because of the fact that hes harry potter, how would they get to absorb the fact that he's now naked with horses. didnt he get any teenybopper role offers THEN do that birthday-suit thing? he shouldve made a GP movie in between harry potters. sheesh. ok, lets just imagine Tom Taus the Anak Ng Bulkan doin his kiddie stuff (if ever theres an Anak Ng Bulkan trilogy or worse, a 7-part movie, im so sorry my train of thoughts seemed to be a lil LRT1-ish and i couldnt find a child actor that would suffice the comparison... well id try IC Mendoza but...) then he stars in a new play "Machete 3". come on.

i know i know i couldnt care less seeing his perky nips like that but wtf, what about the kids?

Night Thoughts

PBB season 2.

as i was suffering from migraine, and talkin to leeza in ym, i overheard the neighbor's tv playin a new version of the PBB theme so i went downstairs and checked on the dusted television.

twas the army-themed opening of PBB.

it became an awfully star search i must say. if we say filipinos (er.. the word PINOY in Pinoy Big Brother mightve had a meaning somewhere), they shouldve got ordinary filipinos. normal "we- love-noontime-shows" filipinos. not half-pinoys half-something. it shouldve been more interesting.

but eyecandies will make our lives a lot prettier. and i say, theyve got a handful there.

If ur a fan of house and greys.. watch this.

taena ng madtv. wala akong masabi. christina yang rocks. hahahaha

some kind of miracle.

Have you ever really felt that sometimes, there is no point in fighting, and the least thing that you could do is just give up? I mean, there would be times that all those supposed hurtful things would be just plain normal, which i suppose we call numbness, but when you dont feel anything anymore, you tend to look for the pain just to have that kind of sense in living, then its right then and there you stop to fight.

There would be times in our lives that we just stare at the pink sky, anticipating for whats going to happen within that certain day, and you ask for something, like... change or consistency, but it always disappoints you when some people just go and it would be tiring to meet new ones, or how you would put up with this and that, or stand up to something bad that was left the day before. but when you just have those few options every single day, those frequent disappointments, you shake your head then start to think that you are already way too weary.

Why are we all in a certain deadline? we are all time-pressured to make the right decisions and we all know we dont make the right ones, or even have the right choices. then we in certain situations, we give up, breathe hard, then just talk to ourselves in our minds or pray, as some people call it, asking for a little miracle so things would be good without doing anything just for that time. and little by little, the chances that we believe that there is worth fighting for, fall like dying leaves.

And little that we know, we are just living for moments. moments, that we could share to those new people, moments that could give us the strength when we are putting up to this and that, and the moments that we have our grip on while fixing whats left of yesterday. The moments that will make us keep fighting... that would be enough miracle.

"...at the end of a day like this, a day once so many prayers answered, and so many arent, we take our miracles where we find them, we reach across the gap. And sometimes against all odds, against all logic... we touch."
-Meredith Grey
Grey's Anatomy

yey bday.

"..Everything is conditional. You just can't always anticipate the conditions."

Dr. Gregory House
House MD

...works for me.

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woke up at 4pm then went to Jim's late birthday celebration. the band "Sourberry", (composed of Sid, Kim, Ryan, Jeff and Dino) played at the party but i kinda sang for more than 3 hours. whew. then they played one of my songs. which was really good. ^^ Went to Karen's birthday (Che's Sister) at around 1030pm. A bit drunk, had a lil headache, fell asleep at around 12mn then woke up at around 4. I'll try to upload the pics on Monday, JM forgot the USB cord for the cam. sucks. shempre wala na ko sa mood nun. sira na momentum.

i feel dehydrated.

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907am
why the hell did i give Avril Lavigne the benefit of the doubt that it was just a bad sellout slip when she did her second album "under my skin"?

have you seen the first single "girlfriend" in her new album?

worse. it made me puke i am now more dehydrated than amoeba itself.

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1102am
taena may bago akong crush. for the longest time, may crush na rin ako. at hinding hindi nya malalaman kasi alam nyang malabong magkacrush ako sa kanya. wahahaahahahaaha. ansarap. parang highschool uli.

Some Kind Of Miracle.

Have you ever really felt that sometimes, there is no point in
fighting, and the least thing that you could do is just give up? I
mean, there would be times that all those supposed hurtful things would be just plain normal, which i suppose we call numbness, but when you
dont feel anything anymore, you tend to look for the pain just to have
that kind of sense in living, then its right then and there you stop to
fight.

There
would be times in our lives that we just stare at the pink sky,
anticipating for whats going to happen within that certain day, and you
ask for something, like... change or consistency, but it always
disappoints you when some people just go and it would be tiring to meet
new ones, or how you would put up with this and that, or stand up to
something bad that was left the day before. but when you just have
those few options every single day, those frequent disappointments, you
shake your head then start to think that you are already way too weary.

Why
are we all in a certain deadline? we are all time-pressured to make the
right decisions and we all know we dont make the right ones, or even
have the right choices. then we in certain situations, we give up,
breathe hard, then just talk to ourselves in our minds or pray, as some
people call it, asking for a little miracle so things would be good
without doing anything just for that time. and little by little, the
chances that we believe that there is worth fighting for, fall like
dying leaves.

And little that we know, we are just living for
moments. moments, that we could share to those new people, moments that
could give us the strength when we are putting up to this and that, and
the moments that we have our grip on while fixing whats left of
yesterday. The moments that will make us keep fighting... that would be
enough miracle.

"...at the end of a day like this, a day once so many prayers
answered, and so many arent, we take our miracles where we find them,
we reach across the gap. And sometimes against all odds, against all
logic... we touch."

-Meredith Grey

Grey's Anatomy