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Matilda Ledger's Guardian Angels



The late Heath Ledger's daughter Matilda was spotted skipping along the streets of NYC yesterday with her mom Michelle Williams in the cutest pink sundress. Every time I see a photo of the 2-year-old I can't believe how much she looks like her dad. He definitely lives on through her.

As most of you probably know, Heath was filming Terry Gilliam's "The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus" at the time of his death. Johnny Depp, Jude Law, and Colin Farrell stepped in to complete Heath's role, playing different versions of his character "Tim."

When the three actors learned that Ledger's will had not been updated to include his daughter, the generous trio decided to donate all the money they earned from the film to little Matilda!

It's good to know that there are a few nice guys in Hollywood.

From omg.yahoo.com



Wow. This makes me love my loves all the more <3

There's something about LJ that makes me want to type down stuff without having to worry so much about content and whatnot. Maybe because I've started here and been here before, and actually developed my skills(?) in writing here.

Maybe it's just psychological, I don't know. But the way my update page looks, it feels like home for me. It's like nothing much is expected out of me except to put my words out there and just let my LJ friends decide whether they actually want to say something about that piece or not.

I'll be actually making another blog site soon (like I've never done that before :P). This time though, just to cheat my way through putting some entry in it, I might have to type and edit (and maybe even post) my entries here before I'll decide to post them to the new blog.

Sigh... Really have to admit. This will always be my home blog :)

And to all my LJ friends around the world, I kinda miss you guys :)

Thanks to your opinion, I will no longer be uploading the scandalous pictures that had to do with the "Edison Chen Sex Scandal".

But Edison, if you're reading this, seriously dude! Anyway, you probably feel so bad already, so no more sermons. We just want to give the girls involved a real warm hug.

Sigh...

THIS IS DEFINITELY NOT SAFE FOH WERK

Iskandalus!!!

Did you guys knew of this before? Anyway, I still heart you Edison, lol!

Wow, how timing this question is since I was deliberating yesterday whether or not I should post this.

But anyway, the worst would have to be what transpired yesterday. Worst so far.

I was boarding on this jeepney while I had a handful of bags on my arm and hands. Since it was really apparent that I was having a hard time, a nice, fine looking chubby man at the end row helped me with one of the bags by holding it for me to let me sit down beside him. I gladly gave him the bag (it was too impossible for him to run away with it anyway since he's holding a package of his own) and thanked him. When I sat down, I took it and thanked him again.

On the way to the office, now aboard that jeep, even though he moved some seats apart, I noticed him looking, or maybe staring, at me. Yeah, the nice man. Humbly speaking though, I do lately get looks and stares from some other guys but I usually feign ignorance when they do as I don't want to be too sure of these things and make these thoughts swell my head even more. Anyway, so as what I do to every one else, I ignored him and acted as though I didn't know he was looking. So nothing to it. Later, I ended up napping a little in the jeepney.

In the middle of the trip, while half-awake, I felt someone's arm somewhere at my back, resting on the metal part of the jeep. Since I was not sure, I tried pressing my back on to the metal. I thought right after doing so because an arm was actually on the metal. I looked and realized that that guy already moved back to his original seat, which was beside mine. With all the stuff that is resting on my lap, I tried with futility to move myself forward because of all the things I don't like while riding a jeepney is a guy's arm resting on a jeep's metal body, placed somewhere behind my back. This is because it looks as though that guy who's resting his arm will look like as though he wants to put his hands around my shoulder. That kind of thing. Anyway, a little nothing to it again since maybe he did want to rest his arm for a moment. AND I WAS REALLY F*CKIN' SLEEPY so I resumed my deep sleep.

A quarter to the trip, I suddenly awoke as I finally felt a hand on my shoulder. But since I came from a deep sleep, again, I wasn't sure. Maybe it was just the warm metal front part of the jeep that I felt. This time though, I was wary of whoever it was that was trying to hold me. Though, for the life of me now, I couldn't remember if it was still the culprit I had in mind as I was really sleepy and he was 2 or 3 seats apart, I think. Anyway, this time, coming from a daze, I tried my best to be awake.

So finally, I reached the building of our office. So I tried to go down the jeep with all the stuff on my hands. While I was going out of the jeep, I felt a hand reaching and crumpling the lower part of my skirt (Thank God, it didn't touch my crotch part). It happened somewhere where the box was, the box which the guy was holding, the guy who tried to help me out earlier. So I knew it was him who did it. I went down the jeepney with this full shock on my face. Then I turned around and looked back at the jeep with this utter disbelief plastered in my face. Even though I looked, I can't see him as I was really still in a daze. Combine that with shock, so I really didn't know who I was looking for.

When I went up my office, still with that look on my face, the front desk officer looked at me and asked what was wrong. I told her what happened. And even told her that I wasn't even sure if there was really a hand that tried to grab my skirt since I was thinking that maybe it was just a box that swept my skirt away.

In the end, all I have to say is that the moral lesson of this story is: Always Get a Good Sleep.

So that things like this, or something worse, will not happen to you.

Saudi Kidnap, Rape Victim Faces Lashing for 'Crime' of Being Alone With Man Not Related to Her

A 19-year-old Saudi woman who was kidnapped, beaten and gang raped by seven men who then took photos of their victim and threatened to kill her, was sentenced under the country's Islamic-based law to 90 lashes for the "crime" of being alone with a man not related to her.

The woman is appealing to Saudi King Abdullah to intervene in the controversial case.

"I ask the king to consider me as one of his own daughters and have mercy on me and set me free from the 90 lashes," the woman said in an emotional interview published Monday in the Saudi Gazette.

"I was shocked at the verdict. I couldn't believe my ears. Ninety lashes! Ninety lashes!" the woman, identified only as "G," told the English-language newspaper.

Five months after the harsh judgment, her sentence has yet to be carried out, "G" said she waits in fear every day for the phone call telling her to submit to authorities to carry out her punishment.

Lashes are usually spread over several days. About 50 lashes are given at a time.

The woman's ordeal began a year ago when she was blackmailed into meeting a man who threatened to tell her family they were having a relationship outside wedlock, which is illegal in the desert kingdom, according to a report in The Scotsman newspaper.

She met the man at a shopping mall and, after driving off together, the blackmailer's car was stopped by two other cars bearing men wielding knives and meat cleavers.

During the next three hours, the woman was raped 14 times by her seven captors.

One of the men took pictures of her naked with his mobile phone and threatened to blackmail her with them.

Back at home in a town near the eastern city of Qatif, the young woman did not tell her family of her ordeal. Nor did she inform the authorities, fearing the rapist would circulate the pictures of her naked. She also attempted suicide.

Five of the rapists were arrested and given jail terms ranging from 10 months to five years. The prosecutor had asked for the death penalty for the men.

The Saudi justice ministry, however, said rape could not be proved because there were no witnesses and the men had recanted confessions they made during interrogation.

The judges, basing their decision on Islamic law, also decided to sentence the woman and her original blackmailer to lashes for being alone together in his car.

(http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,256980,00.html)



You know what's worse? Because she pleaded out from the 90 lashes, she got 200 lashes instead!!! Like WTF right? Ikaw na nga blinackmail at pinicturan, ikaw pa ang paparusahan, t*ng-'na naman oh!!! Asar!!! (You get to be blackmailed and pictured in compromising positions, then you'll get punished for it, f*cking 'tards!!! I'm pissed like sh*t!!!). I bet their Allah is more loving than that!

Sigh mahn. One out of a million stories that are disheartening because of way old, bad traditions.

Time Check: 6:45 pm.

So while waiting for the Easy Duplicate Finder to do it's job in my office's laptop, I decided to post up something new here again since 1. I've got nothing else to do (despite of the fact that there heaps of paper sitting right infront of me) 2. It feels like the year is this close in coming to an end.

So what interesting thing can I possibly conjure up here?

Well, this year has been pretty much interesting (yet again. Damn, I always say that every year, don't I?). Well, it's interesting to a point where I've got, finally, the unusual ups and downs in life, the type that everyone always seem to hear but ingest to a denial, not unless these things hit them right smack in the face. So yes, I still act childlike, to a fault.

Who am I kidding? It's 6:54. It usually takes me an hour before I finally put up a lengthy entry. Well, I just thought this wouldn't be.

God, I'm so random. Wait, seriously, I had my thoughts in check awhile ago...

Oh yes too, I still don't have a love of my life I can cuddle up with. It's like I know what I'm doing wrong but I don't. Or maybe it's just that I don't want to really sit down and type them all in. That will be for my other journal, hehe.

Man, long were the days when my entries seem to be comprehensive huh? It's weird though, any one lengthy entry of mine is comprehensive only when I'm half-sane. Meaning, only when I'm really sleepy or drunk.

And... I just got out of the board room, out of a meeting with our board of trustees here in our own chamber. Mah god, haha.

Okay, sorry, I've just wasted your time. I'll stop blabbering.

Thanks for reading, hehe.

Time Check: 7:27 pm

All over the news, they are. Might as well do my duty as a Filipino.

If you have seen Spider Man 3 and watch the TV series "Heroes" as well, then you would know that...



Peter Parker had Peter-Petrelli envy.

If you haven't seen it, I'm telling you now.

Don't worry, it was fun watching Peter P. don the Peter P. look anyway, hehehe...

Apparently, on my 'Ken Chu' hiatus, I missed seeing these two videos


Ke Shi Wo/But I MV


Hei Bai/Black and White MV

Hmmm... Would've been better if it was made in Black and White. Oh well.


Okay, seriously, it's not a good time for me to have my F4 fix again. Stupid Vic Chou. It's because of his hair cut that brought me back here :P

Okay, concentrate. House, House, House, House, House. Your fix for these months to come is still House =P

*rolls eyes* I'm such a fan girl.

Hehehe.

(Okay, let me see if I still know how to use my html tags.)

Anna Nicole Smith gone?

ohnotheydidnt suspended?

(Whew, thank goodness, that got fixed.)

Wtf?

O_O

(Crap, still dunno how to do the lj community tag)

Okay, getting lazy again with the rather emotional updates. Doing the meme thing again. For now.

Cancer - Your Love Profile

Your positive traits: You're intuitive enough to know what's going wrong in a relationship early on A total sweetheart - you're often the most caring person anyone knows You are a generous and devoted parter to whoever you fall in love with Your negative traits: Insecurity - you tend to need a huge amount of comforting from your partner You tend to be overly sensitive and easily hurt, which make loving you difficult It's difficult to predict your moods. One minute you're up - the next you're down. Your ideal partner: Someone equally sensitive, who wants to take time to get to know you deeply Dreams of an everlasting love - complete with marriage and a family Loves to take care of you. Being a good cook and masseuse doesn't hurt! Your dating style: Slow. You enjoy dates that last all day, with plenty of time to talk and get to know one another. Your seduction style: Quite tender and loving, once you are comfortable in your relationship. Coy. You tend to play it cool to drive your lover wild. Orally talented - you're known as the best kisser in the zodiac. - The real reason why I'm posting this whole bit, lol Tips for the future: Be a little less sensitive. Not every little mistake should hurt you. Spend time away from your partner every so often - independence is a good thing. Find ways to take care of yourself. You'll be happier if you put yourself first. Best color to attract mate: Aqua Best day for a date: Wednesday

What's Your Love Profile?

But yeah, again, as always, feeling *sigh*. Nothing new. Hai......................

Christmas and New Year has passed. But, I still seriously, seriously do not know what to write. I have always been a culprit of this, am I not? I pass all entries off by throwing in some pictures or some poetry to sum up everything that I'm feeling for that particular day. And yes, I've used LJ Talk once too because of obvious lazy reasons =P. But then, seeing your, my LJ Friends', 32 and then some entries on how the past year treated you and how you look forward for 2007 made me feel like I'm not doing any of my feelings justice at all.

2006 has been pretty much interesting. While you can assume I had my usual ups and downs, highs and lows that year, well I can say that these weren't the unusual ones. Or at least for me. It was because this year:

*I got a good-paying job online
*I had my first date ever, and I met this guy online
*I fell in love with a guy I met online, and I haven't even met him yet

Yes, all online (I just realized, lol). And yes, don't think I didn't have any apprehensions for these three bullet points at first.

So from there stemmed everything else. My feelings, my relationships, albeit weird, my finances, and what I did with them. The latter, hence the Manila trip all by lonesome, hehehe.

I should've been really fair to all of you, and to myself somehow, by narrating everything what went through with my life the past year. But most of them comprised of secrets and events that were too darn difficult to storytell. One thing for sure, I'm not as passionate and emotional as I used to be. I'm not sure if it's a good or a bad thing. But I know that came about all because of what I've went through in my life. So no one can ever blame me.

So with 2007...

I really, really feel that 2007 will be nicer to me. I just... feel it. Although the only thing that will ruin it is, once again, the elections, I feel this year will be okay...

Okay enough, lest I jinx it or something.

Oh well, Happy New Year everyone. And thanks for keeping up (or not :P) with me all through the years... :)

Seriously. Really, really dumb logo for the holidays.

Oh well, just one last taunt for the old year. Happy New Year Everyone!

What a week!

Had my boss scold me, had to let go of a guy I'm rather infatuated with (feelings are involved, so it's altogether still painful in a way) since he found someone who actually changed him for the good... Okay, actually these two things are the only reasons why I'm feeling kinda jiggly this week. But that didn't stop me from making another journal (see entry below), hehehe.

But the week has passed, and I've realized so many stuff. I hate epiphanies, believe it or not. I've learned to love living with simple thoughts in my head. Epiphanies make your life really, really complicated. But then, you know, epiphanies are the same reasons why you can sort your life and make it all the more simple. Although at first they would really look like this fucked-up airheads which are really so hard to swallow and accept, since epiphanies are the kinds of truth that are really hurtful, but in the end when you've got it all figured out, you'll be thankful they came across your life.

So I won't be throwing/giving up my other journal just yet, hehe. By writing that, I would like for it to serve to people as a journal that says "yes, I'm feeling that too."

Anyways, and by the way, will be going there (Manila) sometime around the 19th until the 23rd. Would really, really love to meet up with you people there. If only Manila isn't this big a place that I wouldn't be so quite unsure of, hehehe. I would stay somewhere in Makati, so if you live near there, I would really love for us to hook up :D. Just give out a holler. It would really be much appreciated :)

Anyways, question. How much is one box of Krispy Kremes there? :D

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[Fragile drama pieces of my life. If you think you can handle lengthy [and sometimes really badly written] whimsical musings, add this one up :)]

It has been probably ages already since I last wrote a proper entry that has an undertone of an epiphany in it. And who can blame me for the length of time? Putting into words my thoughts is a battle in the head itself. I would've opted to post the voices in my head using Gizmo/LJ Talk, but somehow jotting down (or in this case, typing) thoughts has, simply put, an existential beauty in it.

[I have to confess by the way that the words I used above are merely repetition of words I've used with a friend, and read from a friend. I would've opted not to disclose this confession but he might read this. So you, yes you! Don't start to shake your head in further belief that I truly am inane, in one way or another. The words just seem to stick in my head like gum onto hair.

This time, it's insecurity speaking. You, you! Yes you! You know that part of me already, correct? :)]

So updates about myself, where to start?

Well, the internet just does wonders, doesn't it? Aside from bringing my friends close and my favorite celebrities closer to me, and albeit the heartbreak it caused me, it also gave me a job and a life, to say the least. So now here I am working at home, choosing the hours to which I can pester my boss by forwarding him emails made by our clients (he said I should BCC all of them to him anyway). But he is a good boss, so I have no qualms. I just hope I won't get myself fired, hehe. And how about the part where I get to have a life? Well, let's just say I got to meet a few really fun people living in the metro. Some of them lie-lowed now. No qualms with this one too. But I'm glad for some who're still around, keeping me posted whenever.

So what's bothering me now? Hehe, you knew that was coming. I know some of you know this is the sole thing that could drive me to post, my being emo... That, and juicy celebrity news, hehehe.

So what's bothering me? Nothing much as close to misery. I'm fine and well. It's just that these stupid epiphanies keep floating and stirring up my brain very often that it's driving me insane. They're like those annoying kid carollers who keep coming back the next night and the next night and the next night to your house just to sing the same tunes and to ask you the same annoying question. These realizations just keep coming and going. First, I get to have them right? Then I realize I have to let go some of them, realizing the compromise I have to take while letting them go. But then the next, they come back, when I realize the compromise I made wasn't worth it. This happens to me all the time. Really kinda tiring, if you ask me.

So what's the epiphany, you ask?

It's all about finding the one and finding the one out of many.

Well I kind of actually figured it out. And somehow the option I've chosen just gives me more ease and less tendencies for me to be all possesive, obsessive and shit. It's just that, truth of the matter is, I can't, for the life of me, swallow in the thought that that's how the world works.

[Forgive me for the next parts. I'm feeling rather sleepy in the head, as of this moment. But I've got to just keep on going, or I'll lose these thoughts again.]

I grew up watching, swooning and smiling myself silly to Disney Princess movies, damsels-in-distress finding their princes-charming meant to keep them happy for the rest of their lives. Then came my teen years, where coincidences were non-existent and that everything happens for a reason, even including why he "accidentally" touched me on the hand and why we were on the same class, same row even if we were 6 seats apart. Why he'd listen to the same song I've listened to a week ago (it's number 3 in the top ten list) or why I'd always have heated arguments with him but then I would see him later write a message on my notebook on any given random day. I had a mantra stuck in my head back then for comfort... and well, for aggressiveness as well, that "fate exists but it can only take you so far, because once you're there it's up to you to make it happen." The damn thing worked actually. I ended up meeting him and even holding his hand by the end of our graduation ceremony. Then, because of another twist of fate, it lead to me being invited on his birthday and, joyfully, some small talk with him. Oh the beauty of the moment he is bound to forget and I would cherish forever.

You see, it's hard for me to even gulp in that what I see in the movies don't even have a grain of truth in them. Almost my entire life I believed that there's that single one out there for me. No one else but that one guy.

But then, I realized, I'd rather take that thought than obsess over some guy I think is the one for me when, obviously, he isn't. It is blinding yes. The coincidences, the matching of all things favorite, the "you were thinking of that too?" moments, they are all hard to let go. But then, it is a comfort to know that there's someone out there who is as much as similar to that guy but not as a jerk as he is.

I've encountered a man like this in my life. And, unfortunately, he found someone else whom he can find himself in quite very much (please, i intended no malice in those set of words).

Okay, so it's like this. Technically I found him first (actually he was the one who found me :)). But then this girl comes along. If I were a firm believer of fate, wouldn't I just let him go instead, knowing coincidences are of great consequence? Where does that put me then? Where will my justifications of fate go? Still the same story, if you ask me.

Believe me, it took me awhile to understand and accept. As a matter of fact, I'm still in the process :D

For now, I continue to pray for this guy. I still care for him in the uttermost way possible. With the understanding that he can never be mine.

Now if he'll only understand why I made a confession to him over the phone...

[Hahaha, so you! Yes you! It's not you who I'm talking about. Even if the story may sound so similar, lol. It was that Malaysian guy I was talking about.]

So that's it. That was a whole lotta mouthful huh? Oh well, that's rare, most especially when it's coming from me. So here's hoping I didn't bore you. And more importantly, to all girls, here's hoping I made you think long and hard ;)

There'll be someone out there for us. Definitely not the one. Just someone :)

Hahaha! Of all things that would drive me to post... And I thought it would be my emo moments. But noooooo...

http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/9439811.html [Pre-Nup Details]

http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/9440802.html [Papers. Don't mind what she says. Signatures are real.]

Finally!!! So there is a God, booyah!

Okay, maybe they're not the original. But they sound like THE original.

Remember the Sunsilk Ad where this girl refuses to let his live-in boyfriend touch her hair because she thinks it's too frigid? Well, here's the full version.

rar file: http://savefile.com/files/95181
mp3 file: http://www.files.bz/files/1827/baskog%20-%20ano%20to.mp3
(hehe, funny link name, so clueless)


Let Me
by Orange And Lemons
Lyrics and chords by ronyu


A DM7 A DM7
... Love
A DM7 A DM7
You turn my head, but instead


Refrain:
A F#m
You turn my head, but instead
E D
I feel so lonely
A F#m
I feel for you, I've got to say
E D
You put a spell on me
A F#m
I open my eyes, softly and wide
C#m D
Lovely flower, you're my sunshine
A F#m
I open my eyes, softly and wide
C#m D (E D E)
Lovely flower, you're my sunshine


(Verse chords: A F#m all throughout)


Light is filtering, your eyes are glimmering
Let me hold you, let me hold you
I think that it's a sign you've opened up the inner creases of your mind
Let me kiss you, let me kiss you


(Repeat Refrain)
(Interlude - A F#m F#m E A E A D)


Hope is signaling, happiness is beckoning
Let me love you, let me love you
I think that it's a sign, no more walls to keep me by your side
Let me touch you, let me touch you


(Repeat Refrain, end with A)


So cool. It is as though it is not Orange and Lemons singing it. Noh?

Anyways, for my non-Filipino lj friends, just give it a listen. It's nice for the ears. :)