Monday, December 15, 2008

one step at a time

At first he was just a sign that I wasn't gonna be late for work...

but then I began to took notice. He is tall and babyface, which I have to admit is really my type, ewan ko ba kung bakit naligaw doon kay Tortilos.

I usually see him moving, in a plain yet radiant long sleeves polo shirt that matches his skin tone, listening to some mysterious music, through Paseo Avenue . As each day passes, as I hurry to get to work, grows the eager fascination of again seeing him.

I thought I wouldn't get to see him again.

Then today, the fates smile upon me, and...

as if being reminded by Jordin Sparks, whose song I was hearing over my radio phone as I caught a glimpse of him, I need to take it

One step at a time
There's no need to rush
It's like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It's gonna happen when it's
Supposed to happen that we
Find the reasons why
One step at a time

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Thursday, December 04, 2008

male pattern baldness

I was googling one of my panelists from a workshop. This panelist is cute, although a little old. Hint:I wanted to know everything about male pattern baldness because of the guy.

Don't crucify me for liking a balding man, he is oozing with sexxzzzzzzxxx appeal, the type that you can't even look at. Yah! He's pictures doesn't do him any justice!

It was j
ust the usual pages, that he was in a jazz, punk band, an award winning poet, etcetera. Until until one told me that he was living in with a long time girlfriend so I turned to Images, that would somehow make my day.

Then I remembered and started googling Tortilos, and most results came from Blogs.--- Thank god I never mentioned his name nor posted a pic of his, because once he searched his name over the internet, I'd die of massive embarrassment. ZOBRA!

The guy has a fan base up in UP, (university of the Philippines), where rumors are spreading that he's gay and he has a lesbian lover, and of course comments are debating on his sexuality.

WELL, I guess they are not as informed as I am, I know people he usually hung around, or to be quite specific, I know him. I have him on my YM list, and me on his, but I never had the guts to buzz him. We were from the same building, same course as well, kulang nalang classmates kami.

I'm straying from the topic, aren't I? Anyway, yes he is committed to a lesbian ( so what's the big f-ing deal? And as for the biggest questions, he has tendencies as well.

---He once told a common friend that he'd do it with a guy, (that was back in High school I believe). And our eccentric teacher once commented our class, that it's been a long time since she had straight boys in her class, because Tortilos was questionable. Then a friend of his, did say what our common friend did tell me.

okok


if the Phil's literary world was hollywood Tortilos would be Brad pitt,,. um no he would be,(now this would be a hard crown to give to), Leonardo diCaprio because he's till young and has a lot to prove, Panelist would be Brad Pitt, old, married but still friggin hot.

Well, let me let you into a little secret, its not really the looks we are after. It's just a bonus of some sort. It's what the guy has to offer. Honestly, would you like a girl who sits around all day eatig chips out of a Piattos big while watching TV? Come on, if you said yes, be reasonable. How would you live? How would you buy the Piattos? How would you pay for the electricity bill that makes the TV run, huh?

We need someone with a bit of drive. You know, ambition and the will to make that dream happen.

Maybe that's why I'm not that into Kitek, yet. Coz, I really don't know if he's an architect or an interior designer, I don;t know anything about him.
Kitek works for an architectural firm which is just next to our office so, I see most of the times. He's cute.
and that's also why i don't tell people about guys who i think are cute because if i do they suddenly turn into mini crushes that I can't suddenly control! it's like highschool but worse

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Monday, November 17, 2008

that Tortilos Crunch

it wasn't as surreal as i expected it to be I got more tongue tied and lost whenever I see Tortilos walking down the hallways of my alma mater or a certain mall.

I guess, having a picture taken and an album plus a poster autographed would seem enough for a raving fan. But then, it just doesn't fill the void. (i know that "i'll always be the lucky one")

Ok, i have to admit that, madami pa akong celebrity crushes, this is just one of them. Oh well, it was after all only his music and talent in song writing that i like about him and not his looks***

Although, I don't feel the same way towards tortilos anymore.
no more jitters no more quivers down, that only he has the power to send to me.
those partial body malfunctions, similar to asthma attacks, one thing that saves me is the thought of him.
no, hindi pa pwede., haven't yet kissed him, hugged him, touched him, Ah i miss that Tortilos crunch

I don't know if it counts, there was this one chance encounter, in a mall, my fingers ran through his left arm, for me to assure myself that yes he is indeed real.

i have had the ginormous admiration for that guy, almost leaning towards obsession, to the point of stalking him. Yes, one time a friend and I almost did, we followed him around campus, unfortunately he got into one building, and i think he attended a conference of sorts, that's where we lost him.

Right now, to me his dead. Not literally, because he has been in and out of the yahoo messenger (and no, i (nor he) have not been buzzing him, if any of you wonder). He is dead because I do not get to see him anymore, not even a sight of his frightening hair.

I know that i do not think about him anymore because I do not mistake any guy with the same silhoutte, long hair, rugged and has not shaved for quite a long time for him. See?

It's only now that the truth is exorcising me. It's not really him, it's only the idea of him, what he will become and what he has to offer.

Well, I guess he is good looking, being the look alike of certain celebs like Atom and Champ.

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Tuesday, September 19, 2006


i miss sims,..
i miss playing sims,.. ( boom,. you should have heard that like an angry foot stomping,. but unfortunately it was a book, you see i'm in the library,. as always)
i miss playing with my tortilos family. sure i've got lots of simulated characters but tortilos is the one that i like to play with.


tortilos is my obsession you see.

one time, as trish and i were going to the ab building this certain guy, who i have a crush, was walking out. it was trish's idea to follow him. so we did. he went to the coop pav, yup meron pa noon,. kaya first year pa lang noon. he bought a tortillos. a CHILI TORTILLOS. that's where the nickname came from.

"obvious naman kasi pag stripes," trish commented.

i've got a johnny depp who's a bachelor, in my sims community, a samantha evagelista (belat nyo), friends cast friends with the greatest fan of friends (moi of course!), living star friends with their own lives: jen aniston, matthew perry, etc, i even have a brad pitt, anjelina jolie and their adopted family, but of course since its my world,. they ha e each other and brad is pinning for jen,. i have lots of other characters but really the ones that i'm usually playing with is tortilos.

his name is chili tortilos, with long hair a striped shirt ( black and yellow, duh)
and his got a wife,. me, of course ,. whose name is cheese tortilos,. kamukha ko din namn ,. chinita,. jeans ang suot ano pa??
and the fruit of their love is their offspring, barbeque tortilos, a boy,. yup,. he's grown na,.

we've gone to several vacations already and i know he wants to be a teacher that's why i've given him the opportunity to have a wonderful career in education,.

hay,. i miss sims,. miss playing tortilos,.

its like an alternative world of your own to pull you back from reality,. because reality can't allow you to make things hapen well sims can make your dreams come true,. through hard work,. still, of course,.

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Sunday, May 14, 2006

i just like to smile today,. funny, because its the end of the day,.
kanina parang wla lang tapos ngayon.,
put a smile on your face,. make the world a better place ang drama ko,.

bwahehe.,:)

last night,. i dont know if i was dreaming,. maybe i was half asleep,.
a sort of poem came to my head,.

its just about me, really,. and this horrible state that i am in,. state of averageness,. me being part of this mediocre world,. why cant i rise up?,.

i cant remember the lines,. all i can recall is :
" swept into mediocrity"

and somehow ends like:
"i'm not Celia, ben, i'm not Celia"

bwahaha,.i even had a dream about my lineage being great,. oo kaiba yung panaginip ko,.
parang mga war heroes and the men from my family were supposedly men in history as well

hay naku,. parang im putting pressure on myself,. aftr all it was just a dream,. which means it only exist on my pretty little head,.:)

anyway,.alam ko na im never gonna be anyone's muse,. right-y-o?
but why would fate destine me to think that way and the next day,. out of nowhere,. for the first time while i'm online,. he's online,. sa YM,.bwahehe,.
bull$#!+ no? kaasar?

syempre,. di ako nakipagusap,. there was no conversation,. not even a ring/buzz,.
just me changing my status message,.
him online,. plastered an ear to ear smile on my face,. made me warm inside,.

if you're my friend i know what you're probably gonna say
crush ko pa din sya,. its obvious that im still thinking about him,.

shesh!
hindi na no,. hindi na po!!!!!!!!!!
pero instant lang talaga at happy na ko,. parang makita ko lang sya,. hindi nga lang makita,. malaman ko lang nabuhay pa sya,.saya na ko./hahahahaha
ewan ko bat ganoon,.

i thought the 'unfabulous' girl, addie singer, can relate with me,. with jake bahari,. pero no,.
she doesn't,. she's off making out with randy kline,.

just that,.
jake,. jake., he makes my stomach quake,.
jake jake,. he makes my ankle shake,.
jake jake,. someday i'd like to make out with
J-A-K-E bahari!

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