Love, peace and understanding

I have nothing to blog about even though there are a couple of things worth noting.

We don't have classes today and tomorrow and only one subject on saturday (DAMN YOU PRO ETH!!). We don't have classes today because of a super typhoon.

See? I'm not in a writing mood. No thought provoking entry toady kiddies.

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I don't know why I'm so out of it lately. My designs for Fashion Design were all uninspired and screams of "BLAH. Do better!" And these are street/casual wear, mind you. They were all very Seventeen or Candy. It's so annoying! I want to be Flaunt! I want to be Nylon! I want to be Preview (fashion editorial, mind.)

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I picked up my super late copy of Preview and Mega and it's was quite ok. I mean, I read Preview and I was amused and entertained by the stuff in it. They were conservavocative (conservativep-provocative. Word owned by Creole. Thanks). Not entirely refreshing but they were at least different.

Mega bored me to sleep. Literally. If it wasn't for the fact that I had to flip the pages (in hopes of finding something remotely interesting) I could have drifted off to sleep. Actually, immedeatly after finishing flipping through the magazine, I laid on my side and slept.

You know there something wrong with your magazine if people feel compelled to sleep after they finish reading about your badly-documented parties. Le sigh!

I wish fashion would stop being so damn "cutting edge". It's like all that FASHION SUICIDE from 13 Going on 30. We'd like to see something warm, something achievable and yet aspirational! We want to see editorials under the sun, with neon eyeshadow and smiles!

All these fashion editorials in our haute fashion magazines inspire less and less smiles everyday.

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Oh look, a thought provoking entry.

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I love fashion but I'm so bored with it. (Yes, even with all the patent and glitter and studs and gold.)

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I guess I should say something about the storm.

I hope everyone is well in this rather scary time. Board up your windows, cut loose branches and stock up. Charge all your mobile phones and laptops, get your candles, emergency radios and batteries up.

Creole, it's a typhoon, not armageddon.

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LOL LOL

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Now I feel like writing a million things and a million thoughts. I'm talking to Eunice right now. She's my long-lost high school friend. OH HOW I MISSED HER!!

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Now, I have to get back to work. Bwahaha.

Let me take this oppurtunity...

To tell the world that I am so bloody pissed I cannot see straight.

Maybe I'm asking too much or maybe, for the first time in my life, I actually see someone is at fault. It's not even worth talking about.

Thanks guys, you just reverted me back into a MEGA NEGA BITCH.

Loves ya! *mwahmwah*

♥

Plus side:
I got to see and talk to Tokwa today. :"> If I keep writing like this it'll look like I'm in a one-sided crush affair than an actual relationship! lawlz.

Mega Delaying Tactics

I'm too lazy and stupid to work on my raisin box. I think I had too much Keema for lunch. I'm overstuffed and my head hurts.

Some serious negative things now.

My head is fucking throbbing and my eyes are deathly unfocused. Thinking of raisin boxes, Velez-work and Fashion Design is making me wanna pull a Mia and share my lunch with my toilet.

Speaking of Kabab...

Went to Victorynite last night where I got dolled-up (and by dolled-up I looked like someone's Tita chaperone!) and listened to some serious ispiration. Can't wait for my One2One!

Ate at Kabab with Petter and his friend Joel. Nazee missed this which sucked because I was supposed to treat him!! TSK!

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I can't even write properly. Headaches SUCK.

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On a lighter note, I talked to Tokwa last night. ♥ It does my heart good.

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I leave you with Japanese cult classic, Suicide Circle. I haven't seen it but it may be too freaky for me to watch alone.



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Thinking of work makes me wanna vomit.

EDIT!
I made a dollie!


Dollwizard: Make your own custom dolls!

And all of the time you thought I was sad...

I still have Your Ex-Lover is Dead by STARS stuck in my head. I'm not complaining of course :D

No. This will not be an emo post. :D I have a very decieving subject/title.

Yesterday/Last night was probably one of the best nights I've had in a long long long while (well not really, but it's definately up there!). I can't say we jammed at Mayrics, but we enjoyed loud loud loud music! SO MUCH FUN.

Argel killed us. He was absolutely great!! Francis was fantastic! I'll be posting their original compos when I get the lyrics.

Funny thing last night, I saw good friend Joel (circa-Jem // wannabe guitarist Creole). He was part of Francis' band Ragdoll Rodeo then it all came back. One time, when Jem, Joel and I went to the studio to practice my "mad guitar skillz" (sadly limited to oversung and overplayed Eraserheads songs) he mentioned his band throughout the session.

Ragdoll Rodeo
Ragdoll Rodeo
Ragdoll Rodeo

Psh, I think I even saw Francis on our way out because they were on their way in to practice.

Last night in Mayrics, under the red lights and egg cartons, intoxicated by stale beer and cigarette smoke, God just reminded me how small the world was. It's tiny!

Went home with Petter and Francis in their friend Joel's car. They were on their way to Mr. Kabab and my house is very near Kabab. I almost wanted to come along if it wasn't for that "ok lang" tapsilog I had for dinner and the fact that I seemed to be invading a private friend meet-up.

Uh-huh. My One-to-one didn't push through yesterday so we rescheduled it for 2pm today. =)

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I have this award/event thing at Victory Church later. It's a recognition award/event thing for the Outreach Group leaders. Why was I invited, you ask? Well, these leaders have an invite that entitles them to take 2 of thier potential leaders to the said event.

So I have Outreach Group leader potential. Ohwow. I'm not even being sarcastic about this, I'm actualy quite honored! Ohwow. I'm good-girl Creole! My friends will have a riot. lol.

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Since this is blogger/blogspot/blog (and not LJ!) I will post yet another video.



Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix trailer

I don't understand the hate towards Helena Bonham-Carter as Bellatrix Lestrange. I mean, sure, she's not skinny and tall and Black-esque but she can easily pull of the chararcter. It's part of her charm. She looks mad wicked in the trailer, and hot too.

I'm not even going to talk about the kiss. Because if Harry could kiss like that even though this is his first kiss, and by golly he's going to be a natural Hogwarts-heartbreaker (if he surivives of course). I bet he's been practicing.

With his hand?

With Ron?

With Draco??

I wonder what wizard porn is like. (Of course this is a rhetorical question, it obviously moves. Playboy and Hustler would be a riot!)

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Last note. I changed the comment settings so that non-blogger users can reply to my comments. Miz Helga said so. SUPP?

Your Ex-Lover is Dead

No. I will not post the lyics, I'll just link it. Your Ex-Lover is Dead by STARS. A big THANK YOU to Petter for sharing this song.

I can't stop listening to it because it's absolutely the BEST SONG.

Yesterday was full of cancelled meetings, over eatings, animated love and pancit canton. It was pretty much a good day.

I took the Radio Show live yesterday, "broadcasting" it from the pav to my listeners littered along the other seats. Another round of aminanan last night, a lot more fun/awkward (depends on how you look at it, really) since you (almost) had to tell your crush face to face.

I'm going to spare you the shrill, yet tremendously fun, details. Oh, you just had to be there!

Saw dearest Tokwa yesterday, made my heart go "Shoop da whoop!". :D

I'll keep this entry short and sweet, because there's nothing really worth noting as far as my day is concerned (I just ate 2 cups of Triple Chocolate Madness ice cream fro breakfast and I'll be having sinigang for lunch). One-to-one later, I can't wait!

Muchos love,
Creole

P.S.
I re-read my post, I sounded like a [stereotypical] blonde. I don't talk like that unless I meant to. I sounded kind of gay to, but that comes naturally ;D

Deep Inside of You

I have Third Eye Blind's "Deep Inside of You" stuck in my head. If this goes on I might as well be singing and banging to "You Get What You Give" by New Radicals. Go Go Go 90's!

Enough!

Yesterday has been a terrific day! The weather was cooperative, the professors were fine and dandy (God Bless CFAD-week hangovers! Everyone feels extra gracious and generous with deadlines!) and clouds were absolutely breathtaking (there was literally a silver lining! It's like God wanted to get our attention with a "SUP KIDS?". it worked. more on this later!) I got to talk to the boyfriend about raisins and his love of mini stop and me. bwahahah., my nerves were till shakey (from an unseen disturbance/stress) but it was ok because I was reassured a million times by my lovely lovely friends!

Oh no. The world is ending! Could it be that dear Creole is actually wholesome. Of course not! Well, not entirely at least. I'm just appreciating the world because it needs words of encouragement. It did it's part well for keeping us from floating away in space and away from anal probes and mind-fucking. Thanks world! Thanks God!

Anyway, so we did raisin boxes yesterday for package design. This exercise will not change my mind about raisins. It's still for old people. Im not even going to rant about the class (or Sir's comments concerning breat pumps and "draculas") but instead I'm going to rant about the clouds. Yes the clouds.

It was, as I mentioned earlier, absolutely breathtaking. At first it was the warm orange-hued sun filtering through out tinted windows. It made my cheeks warm despite the biting cold of the classroom air-conditioning and it made everyhing glow sepia-ish. Oh, I hope you understand. Then the sun hid itself behind these massive clouds just enough as to create a SILVER LINING. So it made me wonder:

Could this be a sign God sent me? For all these wonderings and acute-yet-subtle anxiety? That it's all going to be ok, whatever happens, whatever the consenquences? Wow. I figured that in a span of a minute yesterday (while rendering rasins!). But I still wonder, its it a YES or a NO. All signs point to no but I can never be too sure.

Yes, I actually think in that order. And I actually think in english with songs and lyrics flashing along my lobes every so often.

I'm always deathly superstitious and suspicious. I can never ever be too sure. That's why I have certain trust issues. I'm crazy. Anyway, I'll be ok!

Adprod was uneventful yet fun. Prof. Estrella (female) was neat and light. Neat neat neat! I just know that our AdProd subject will actually put things into our heads this sem. I just know it! haha!

The radio show last night was something else!

Song Obsession of the moment: Your Ex-Lover is Dead by Stars It gives my heart just the right twinge. :3 :3

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Hollywood-totally-indifferent report!


A fictional look at photographer Diane Arbus' life. It looks amazing. Let's watch let's watch!

Can we please watch Casino Royale and Happy Feet!

♥♥

Gwen Stefani: Wind it up

Ok, it's catchy and it's something you'd enjoy dancing with your friends (Hi 2Shades!!) but WHAT WAS SHE THINKING?? Gwen, for the love of all that is good and fabulous, GET BACK TO SKA!! We miss no doubt, we miss hoppy rifts and Sunday Mornings! Spiderwebs and Don't Speak! Give them baaack.

People like her new look, I say NAY. The G's in the video are real annoying. It's one big bad logo bag! (kinda like how my mum feels about Louis Vuitton and how I feel about the old Fendi)

But the question remains: Would you like to hear it on my radio show?

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Party later for my nephew/godson/adopted step brother Gio. I don't know how old he is, but there'll be cake, ice cream and chicken.

When I was his age I used to have real kiddy parties with balloons, games, prizes and goodie bags. I'm not saying his parties should be like that, but Iguess I'm all for these sit down lunches. It teaches him stuff. I'm not sure what these stuff are, but I think it's good for him.

Oh gosh, I had a magician once too! Hurrrr.

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I have to make 10 exploded versions of a raisin box for Package Design. Thumbnails, full color. Basically, what I'm trying to say is, I'm not going to sleep tonight!

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One last plug: Add thegeekgoddess_yo to your Yahoo Messenger friends and get a chance to hear my radio show! It still remains untitiled.

More or less

So I created this blog for the kids who've been asking me if I keep a blog. I say yes, they ask me the URL I tell them it's "Friends Only". "Are we not friends?" "Shut up."

So this is where I post all my stuff. Not all the dirt (and not much of it since I'm cleaning my act up. Yuh yuh.) and the "OMG I HATE HURRRRRR." (There'll be non of that I hope.) but pretty much what I've been thinking, what keeps me busy, what keeps me sane and what keeps me writing on blogs.

I have several accounts on several sites (I actually have 3 on blogger alone and 4 over at LJ) but I never seem to write about my life. It's always "I feel down" or "whoopee I kissed/kicked major ass today!" and that's literally it. So yeah, I want a report. My thoughts, my shits, my giggles and what I had for lunch and what's in store.

Wow, this post sounds like an actual blog entry!

Now...

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Today was the last day of CFAD week, I'm still feeling utterly woozy and sick and crampy (There are moments in my life I wish I had a penis rather than this thing right here.) we had Velez in the morning. A quiz (got a 91, thank God!) and a discussion on segmentation (am partly glad for skimming through BFF Nicenet and seeing the segmentation bit under documents). It ended pretty quickly but we tackled quite a bit.

I didn't eat lunch. Sat with some of the AdDos kids until we pretty much decided to skip Pro Eth ("La-a-a-a-ambert!") to go to the CFAD party.

Partied with The Bloomfields, played with my neon plastic hoops and got a "Miss Personality (Advertising)" award from the student body. So, thank you, I guess.

Went home before Chicosci went on. My cramps were killing me!

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I miss the boyfriend. Wasn't able to see him much. Misses him so.

Ohlol. Just remembered. He looks like Daniel Radcliffe at some angles (maybe it's just me, or maybe it's the fact my sister points it out. I'm quite guillible.)

Uhm yeah. I'm the Cho Chang to his Harry Potter, baby.

♥