I blog.

Do yourself (and me) a favour, go get FireFox. :)

Moniker: Dindin
Location: Milan, Italy
Religion: Roman Catholic
Star Sign: Libra

``blogger profile`` | ``more of me``



I twitt-er.




Keep The (Music) Magic Playing!



Boyz II men - Amazed. [Lonestar cover]



    



Contacts & Links





Chikahan Blues







Who Said What?

Get Recent Comments Widget





What's Good To Read?








Links




STAT COUNTER:





Credits

Enter your Email to stay updated:


Preview | by FeedBlitz


Site search Web search

powered by FreeFind

Powerful power.  

Friday, February 29, 2008

Most of my titas who live in the Philippines are still a little paranoid about meeting people online, and I have a cousin who is was so paranoid about chatting online that when I told her I chatted with an old friend from grade school, she asked me, "sigurado ka na sya 'yon?".

I don't have problems meeting people online. I mean, ano ba talaga ang pinagka-iba meeting and exchanging numbers with someone you meet in a bar, bus stop or online? The first and last time I entered (tama ba yung term na 'yon, entered?) a chat room, MTV Asia's chat room to be exact, was 2002, and I am glad to say that after all these years I am still in contact and friends with people I met there. Some new friends I met via blogging and some via being a fanatic, haha. I know the full name, mobile number and home address of more than half of those people and they also know mine (if we don't live in an apartment house, hindi ko alam kung ibinigay ko ang home address ko, living on the 2nd floor of an old but nice building can give you that feeling of being safe kasi eh). And yes, I've met some of them in person, and have not met others only because we never had the chance to.

Now, what I'm paranoid about are text mates, and a stalker I had back in high school has nothing to do with the paranoia. Yesterday, I received a text message that reads "gandang gabi" or something like that. I checked on who the message was from, I was not surprised when I saw a couple of numbers instead of a name. Kasi hindi naman lahat ng kilala ko na alam na yung Globe number ko, naka-save na sa akin yung number nila. When I asked who the sender was, the texter replied na na wrong send daw sya. Bigla ako napa-isip, ako na-wro-wrong send lang with people na naka-save na sa phone book ko. I mean, come on. If it was a voice call via an analog phone, maiintindihan ko pa, but a text message... Hmmm.

Someone I know (more like, someone my mum knows) is getting married before May ends. She's a single 40+ year old and he's a couple of years older (if I'm not mistaken), a father, and a widower. Nothing extraordinary. Except that they live in 2 different continents and well, they have never been together, as in they've never seen each other in person pa. They used to be text mates, and ayun, after a year, more or less, of exchanging text messages and phone calls every now and then, they fell in love and they decided to tie the knot. They're both going back to the Philippines next week, to finish and check how the wedding preparations are going, and well, to see each other for the first time. I must admit, there's something romantic about first times, but... some things I just don't get.

I have no problem with people who fall in love with their text mates, someone they met online, in a bar or at a bus stop. Seriously, I personally know people who met their partner online and one of my cousins met his ex-girlfriend online. And that's my point, meeting and having a (romantic) relationship are two different things. Being friends, falling in love, even starting a relationship, with someone you haven't touch or had an eye-to-eye moment with (and do not know how he/she smells! Heheh!), I can understand, PERO to marry or move-in with someone you haven't touch or had an eye-to-eye moment with (and, again, do not know how he/she smells!) is something my young mind can not understand. But then again, maybe my friend's right, maybe I'm just being too distrustful and still too young to understand things like this.

Too early in the morning, I didn't have the power and didn't really want to contradict my friend, so still half asleep, I just agreed on what she had to say. Taking a break from talking about her ex-boyfriend, she started to talk about, well, love.. On how she understand why people do things that others cannot and probably will never understand, things that are totally irrational. And how everything will eventually turn out well. And, according to her, how all these things are possible thanks to the power of love.

But honestly, can love really be that powerful?


P.S.
Sorry, I tend to over-analyse everything whenever I'm in this state.

Labels: , , , ,



     


|* *| listened at 3:27 PM  
0 whisphered | whispher to me  





This is how I look like...  

Thursday, February 28, 2008

... when you wake me up, buzzing the hell out of our entry phone at 7.55 AM, especially when I dozed off at 4 something in the morning, and I haven't had a cup of coffee yet. And all you want to do is talk, talk, talk about your ex-boyfriend, your ex-boyfriend, and your ex-boyfriend while I'm still in my pajamas.


Waking up on the wrong side of the bed


But because I love you, it's all good.
Have a safe trip!!! I'll miss you!

There. You wanted a "grumpy" picture, now you have it. =p

Labels: , , ,



     


|* *| listened at 10:34 PM  
0 whisphered | whispher to me  





Picture Survey.  

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

It's 3.33 AM. I've been reading blogs of people I both know and don't know, on Multiply, Wordpress, Blogspot (Blogger), etc. - name it, I've been there, since midnight.

In a more desperate attempt to distract my hyperactive mind, and my breaking heart (nge!), (to no avail, by the way), I blog-napped this survey from.. I forgot the link, I copied-pasted the survey on MS Word from someone I don't know kasi.

Aaannnyywwwaaayyy, on with the game na.

RULES:
  • Answer the questions below.
  • Take each answer and type it into Google or Flickr.
  • Take a picture from the first page of results, and post it with your answers.
  1. The age you will be on your next birthday:
    [I'll be 24 years young.]



  2. A place you'd like to visit:
    [These are only few of the many.]


    Praga, Czech Republic.


    Norway.
    I want to see the aurora borealis in Norway!!!
    Take me with you, whoever you are!!!


    Alaska.
    I love the cold!!!
    I love the snow!!!
    I LOVE!!!!


    Japan.


    Morocco.
    Just because I have a friend who comes from Morocco
    and tells me it's a wonderful, lovely place.

  3. Your favorite place(s):
    [In no particular order.]


    Lago di Como, Italia.


    Laguna, Philippines.


    Milano, Italia.


    Tagaytay, Philippines.

  4. Your favorite food(s):
    [In no particular order.]


    Pizza.


    Pasta.


    I love Chocolate and Ice Cream.
    And my favourite Ice Cream flavour is Chocolate.
    So a picture of a Chocolate Ice Cream works well.
    Hehehe.

  5. Your favorite animal:
    [Dog!!! Bau Bau, Arf Arf, Woff Woff!!!]


    Pug.


    Pastore Tedesco.



    Dachshund.


    Labrador.

  6. Your favorite color:
    [Black and Blue.]



  7. The first name of your partner:
    [Need I say more pa ba? Heh.]



  8. The town in which you live:
    [The super-duper polluted Milano that I so so love!]



  9. Your nickname/screen name:
    [Din-din]



  10. Your first job:
    [Assistant preschool teacher.]



  11. A bad habit you have:
    [I'd stay up all night and sleep all day. Not really all day, 'till 10-10:30 AM only.]



  12. Your worst fear:
    [I fear too many things, but here's a few. In no particular order.]


    Being alone.


    Failure.


    Poverty.


    Roaches.

  13. Your favorite holiday:
    [If I really have to choose...]


    Christmas.


    New Year's Eve.


    Ferragosto.


  14. Your favorite hobby:
    [My top 2s. I'm not saying I'm good, but I'm passionate with both.]


    Photography.


    Writing.

  15. Where were you born?
    [Milano, Italia.]




  16. Favorite drink:
    [Iced Tea.]



  17. Your hair color:
    [I'm a proud brunette.]



  18. Your eye color:
    [Brown.]



  19. What is your relationship status?
    [Single.]



  20. Celebrity crush(es): (1) your all time and (2) recent celebrity crush.


    All-time crush: Johnny Depp.
    I've been crushing on him for the longest time,
    that if we knew each other personally,
    by this time,
    I would already have him fall in love with me.
    I mean, seriously.



    Recent, huh?
    It's hard for someone like me to have celebrity crushes,
    but since I just saw, again, The Fast and the Furious,
    I'll have to go with Vin Diesel.

    "If loyalties must be broken, if the lines must be crossed,
    do it Fast, do it Furious."
    Chos!

    Like what I always say, Bald is beautiful.

    Some girls are crazy for nerdy-looking guys (promise, I'm friends with at least 7 people who are!) while I like them looking clean.

    Gawd, I'm such a sucker for bald boys. Yes, I said, bald boys not bad boys. And yes, Johnny Depp is the only exception to the "rule". Hah!


Okei, my clock says 4.15 AM. Off to bed! I'll try and see if I can finally get some sleep.

Nighty-night ev'ryone!

Labels: ,



     


|* *| listened at 3:33 AM  
0 whisphered | whispher to me  





I Cried Myself To Sleep.  

Monday, February 25, 2008

I went to bed at around 3 in the morning, nothing new, except that this time, I couldn't keep my eyes closed for more than 5 minutes. After 20-25 minutes of turning in bed and fighting with the pillows, I decided to turn off my iPod and on the television. Nothing watchable and still no CNN.

After another 5 minutes of nothingness: I got out of bed, turned off the television, drank a glass of milk and took my laptop with me back to bed. I'm still a little bobo with the new laptop, because I'm still not used to it. I was reading guidelines as if I understood a single word of what I was reading. My eyes suddenly felt tired. Computer clock read 6:37 AM. I folded my laptop's lid, I really needed to sleep na. Pero wala pa din.

Then, there it was. I was crying like a 5-year-old kid who's having separation anxiety on his first day at school. And all I could think was, please, not again, not after it took me a whole year to finally snap out of it. Please, no.

I couldn't stop myself from crying. I miss Papà so much, only this time I'm missing him more than the usual.

And, it's breaking my heart... still.

Labels: , ,



     


|* *| listened at 12:13 PM  
0 whisphered | whispher to me  





A quotable quote.  

Friday, February 22, 2008

There are times when you can't express and/or say how you feel, but still, you feel the need to let it out. So you "borrow" and use someone else's words (and yes, sometimes, you even change and replace some of the words here and there).

"I am falling in love with someone I do not know, whose smile I haven’t seen (up-close), whose eyes I haven’t stared at, whose touch I haven’t felt.

I am falling in love with someone I haven’t met;

but I am not afraid, for I know in that perfect time, that destined place, when we're both ready, we'll be facing each other and he will love and need me as much as I do him."


And that's an order, hahaha! Joke lang.

Hay, naku.. Mushiness alert!

Labels: , , ,



     


|* *| listened at 9:15 PM  
0 whisphered | whispher to me  





QLC and Google.  

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Do you, like me, think that I'm still too young for a quarter-life crisis?

I turned 23 only 5 months ago, so yes, of course you think I'm still too young for that crap. =P
Leche.


Now, more of my nonsensefulness

They're cute, di ba?


google - lego-28

google Vday

Yeah, I know, I'm so mababaw at times. =P




     


|* *| listened at 4:45 PM  
0 whisphered | whispher to me