Anything goes…

As if we weren’t coveting this already. InfoSync World got their hands on the crazy-awesome swivel-camphone, the Nokia N90, and summarily said to it: We love you, and want to have your babies. Sure it’s a bulky phone at 173 grams and 112 x 51 24 mm, but it has a good reason for that — the lovely 2 megapixel camera with Carl Zeiss optics. Yeah, so the external display isn’t too hot with only about 65k color depth, but it does its job by showing the signal strength, battery life, caller ID, and incoming text messages. But the internal display makes up for it, with 2.1” screen, 352 x 416 resolution, 262k color, and adjustable brightness. And let’s not forget the crazy swivel action that makes this look like a camcorder. The camera also comes packed with auto white balance and adjustable exposure, which is pretty good for a cameraphone.

One more caveat: the N90’s power input is not compatible with standard Nokia chargers. But a conversion dongle is included, so that’s solved too. Add this all up with solid Series 60 software, and the N90 sounds like one of the better all-in-one cellphones out there. Still no idea how much this thing will cost stateside, but it’s currently going for about 725 Euros.

I used to listen to a radio station named NU 107.
Yeah… "the home of nu rock"

I missed it so badly that I want it back.

Bring back that transmission from Manila and make it mine.
God, I miss Zach & Joey.
I miss the local band newbie interviews, album review and just great rock music of many kinds.

I want it back… please come back.

Is it me or my name?

Some see me as a
“computer-genius” (Oh really?), (somewhat) brainy, music aficionada and
(believe it or not) naughty?!?

Not the naughty disobedience
thingy but the slang along with the terms wicked, bad and the like which are
associated with sex.

I never intended to be known that
way. It all started a year ago when a friend actually asked some advice about
satisfying women. I don’t know why he asked me that but I think I was the only
one “approachable” when it comes to that. They know I’m not really overactive
and not giving a mind at all. With some of my little knowledge, again,
knowledge not experience, I gave him some points. I got them from reading
hundreds of romance novels in which every little detail of making love has been
described intricately from excitement to resolution. There are also modern
women magazines which I read and contain tips and “naughtier” ways to give
satisfaction. They know I’m an anime fan and own some hentai VCDs but I just
watch them because I like storyline and mostly for art. (I draw anime before.) And
lastly, the internet—I don’t want to elaborate more of this. The point here is
that anyone, with experience or not, can gain information like the ones I know
through ways aside from experience.

My name, gosh, my very beautiful
name has been desecrated. I always got teased when our biology classes reach
the reproductive system topic. They always have to refer to one person—me,
patting my back as if I’m the experienced one. It’s annoying when you know it’s
coming all the time.

One friend actually sang a song
changing the lyrics, “Sherry the night together, whoa, yeah. Sherry the
night…” And another even asked me after class, in front of some friends,
“How’s your sex life?” God, they’re driving me nuts! I’m not a whore or a
wench. Anything but those. Is it a crime to know a lot about sex? For me, it’s
no big deal for chrissakes!! It’s nothing to gossip or to create a scandal.

Yes, I may know the length of a
guy’s shaft just through the shoe size and the girth through the thumb in
proportion to the height, to be exact. Ways I know which could be pleasurable
for men. Yes, I talk naughty sometimes. Puhlease don’t take them seriously. Don’t
even laugh at what I know. Knowledge of those things helps make a woman. It’s difficult
to pretend that I’m innocent when I know that I’m really not.

I’m sorry that people do not
think the way I am but times are changing. And at times, I conform to modern
ways.

And this is my good friend…
This picture expresses my feelings on how difficult school is…
Well.. for me…

My, my, my….
I just got hold the album of one my favorite bands:

Matchbook Romance

We (lil bro & me) wanted one for like months…
So I DLed freebies on Epic…
But only four songs and that’s it.

Thanks to my lil sistah’s friend.
I got the whole album, thingy!!!

Help!
I need somebody.
Help!
I need someone.
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeelp!

I’m currently doing my thesis…
I need assistants…
I need time…
Yes….
TIME…
Lots and lots and lots of time…

I need to relax…
I need to graduate…
I need to study…
I need a photographic memory…
Heeeeeeeeeelp!

But what I need most are…
PRAYERS…
Yes…
Trillions of them…
Please pray for me…
I wish I could get it right this time…

No ifs…
No buts…
No errors…
No wrongs…

I’ll try…
I’ll try…

2      
tbsp     garlic, chopped
2        tbsp   
ginger, chopped
1      
pc        medium onion, chopped
1-1/2  cups     coconut milk
1        pouch   (200 g) DEL
MONTE 
                   
Tomato Sauce
2        tbsp     soy
sauce or oyster sauce
1/2     kg      
shrimps, cleaned and
                   
trimmed
2-3     pc        siling
labuyo (chili pepper),
                   
sliced
1      
pc        beaten egg
25    
g          kinchay (Chinese celery)

Here’s
How:

1.  Sauté garlic, ginger and onion until tender.
Add coconut milk and DEL MONTE Tomato Sauce, stirring continuously until it
boils.  Add soy sauce, then season with salt and pepper to taste.

2.  Add shrimps and siling labuyo.  Cook for 10 minutes or until
shrimps turns bright red.

3.  Stir in beaten egg and cook until set.  Add kinchay and let stand
for a few minutes before serving.

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I’m sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won’t lose no sleep on that,
‘Cause I’ve got a plan.

You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don’t think that I’ll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with you.
You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it’s time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.