Danabelle in Pharaonic Shorts

Sooo... Apparently, my mom is going to Egypt next week for a couple of days. *Sigh. I wish I could come with. I miss shawarma slabs and gambari sandwiches with tahina. And I'd love to see what Road 9 looks like now, if Road 9 still exists. And oooh! Felucca rides. *Gush.

Unfortunately, I can't. So, it's home alone for me...

I hope I won't have to make intricate booby traps for burglars.

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We had this yearly meeting for the centre earlier today. It took everything in me to keep from shoving the photographer with the bigass equipment. I wanted to scream, "Crud, I should be you!!! Grawrrr."

...even if I am terrible at event coverage. Blahahaha. Tsk.

Hayyysss. Na-miss ko tuloy si Kisstian. Now, I have no one to share this type of crap with.

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I will now proceed to tell you of the many bloopers that I've heard this past week...

-"These people, they are in dangerous."
-"Please, can I aksk you one queksktion?"
-"Our TEEM (theme) for this year is ... "
-"Congratulations to all of you and really it's a well done!"

Please join me in saying, "Eyng?"

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I really really really want to see Ploning. Does anyone know if this is gonna play on the Filo cinema in Dubai?

Does anyone know how to get to the Filo cinema in Dubai? I keep hearing about it, but I've never been there... Is it nice?

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And I don't want to be one of those godmothers that never stop talking about their goddaughters and how cute they are and blahblahblah... But goodness, y'all have got to see my baby!!!

http://jhulez.multiply.com/journal/item/10/Aspiring_Photographer

Ain't she precious? Haha. I love and miss her wayyy too much.

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So we've got some photoshoot lovin' over the weekend again. Haha. Tsk. Walang sawa ampf. LOL.

HNYBNNKNS, I saw a fantastic location, but we're gonna have to walk it. I want to do the loverdover thing there, but with a twist, sort of... Sana ok lang sa'yo. :)

I can't wait to meet Cai. She seems like fun. Oh and I can't wait to taste your adahbang mahnak.

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I'm taking the day off tomorrow. :) Yayyy.

Yun lang.

Kissy kissy!

Act 1, Scene 1 - Steps

Girl walks down the steps and sees a man sitting down. She casually sits right next to him.

Girl: Penny for your thoughts?
Boy: My thoughts are worth more than that.
Girl: Fair enough. Ok, I'll give you a million dollars for your thoughts. I don't think you'd take it though.
Boy: What makes you say that?
Girl: You seem smart... And my proposition seems foolish if not outright absurd.
Boy: Do you have a name?
Girl: What makes you think I'll give you the right one?
Boy: You seem like a good person. I have no reason to doubt you.
Girl: You're very trusting.
Boy: And you're a cynic.
Girl: You don't even know my name and you're judging me.
Boy: I may be judgmental, but I'm also right.
Girl: What's your name?
Boy: I asked you first.
Girl: Very well then... I'll just go ahead and call you Pablo. ...And you're smiling. Did I guess right?
Boy: No, but I'm amused.
Girl: I'm glad.
Boy: What are you doing in this part of the steps?
Girl: I was going down, but then I saw you. What are you doing in this part of the steps?
Boy: I was going up, but I got tired and I stopped.
Girl: Is that a metaphor?
*silence*
Girl: Silence speaks louder than words.
Boy: Do you listen?
Girl: Of course.
Boy: What does it say?
Girl: A million things that only the soul can comprehend, but will never be able to explain.
Boy: Bullshit.
Girl: *Laughs* You're right.

Danabelle in Chrysalis Shorts

I think that I've finally figured out what and why.

I guess, I'll just have to wait for it to crack. Forcing it won't help. It'll just break me even more.

Do you know what I mean?

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I've finally realized that the best way to go about this (now almost a year old) plan, is to just write a simple screenplay, no frills, just a simple script full of conviction filled with powerful and playful words... I think that would prove to be great big fantastic fun. I can't wait. Hihi.

I need a male-type actor who's willing to work for fun. I'll feed you... Whatever you want... Wag lang adabang mahnak... Bagsak ang cooking skills ko dun.

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Last year...


And I can't tell you how apt this picture is... It's just apt. Fantastically and irrevocably apt.

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Am I the only person who liked the movie Closer? Haha. I really liked it. The script clicked and the wit was succinct. And I don't swear so much, but darn that movie had fabulous lines. Tsk.

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Here's a choice... Stairs, room, or outdoorsy. :) Outdoorsy seems like a fabulous idea, but where? Stairs, I think are the best choice though. :) Hihi. Or an abandoned house. Mmmm...

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Can you tell that I can't stop talking about this? Haha. Tsk.

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I want to get moving on the "art imitating art" series... Bago tuluyang amagin ang creativity ko. Blahahaha. Tsk.

I need to get paint... And a mirror. Hihihi.

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The other day, I saw sunflowers growing on the side of the road. It brought a smile to my face and memories to my mind.

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Last night, I felt so fraudulent. Maybe, it's because I was sleepy, but maybe it's because it's true. Maybe I really am a fraud and I trick people into thinking that I am what I am. But is it my fault? Is it my fault that their assumptions are incorrect? Is it my fault that I am easily swayed and I fall into their views and believe their assumptions that I forget I am just a girl trying to grasp and hold onto normalcy while trying to maintain the balance of my sanity...

No. I'm not an artist. I just like to pretend that I am... So, I can write long winded blogs saying how fraudulent I feel when people start to believe me.

Bakyaciously Yours...

"Di'ba mas masarap isipin na kaya ikaw ang mas nasasaktan, dahil ikaw ang mas nagmamahal?"

Lichi.

Bakya na kung bakya. I want to watch this!!!

*Sigh.

As Always,

D.

Danabelle in Samoan Shorts

I've suddenly developed this strong curiosity and interest in Samoa, Samoan culture, and Samoan people.

Don't ask me... IDKW.

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http://danabelle.tumblr.com/post/6849094

Iris and Kace asked me over the weekend to blog about stalkers, I told them that I already have lots of blogs regarding that... The link above is the one that sticks out.

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Around this time... Last year...


Tsk... I need a vacation. *Sigh

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Aloha! My name is Danabelle and I am a mirror.

And you can read that in any way you would like.

Yes, my feelings are genuine... But how my feelings got that way might have been forced...

Someone: "Grabe. Blahblahblah, no? We're like so blahblahblah. "
D: "Yeah! Ok!"  (...Errr. )

I don't have the guts to actually say, "WTF?". Mostly because I don't want to humiliate anyone or make anyone feel bad... Tsk. And now the guilt feelings are rushing in... *Sigh.

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I haven't seen a movie in a whiiiiiiile. Movie house and DVD. Tsk. Multiply kasi ng Multiply. Lichi.

I made a list of must-see movies that I should watch soon.:
1. Aninong Kulot
2. Multong Ngongo
3. Kalbong Kapre
4. Maging ako ka man
5. Ang araw na naging gabi

What? LOL. Tsk.

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It's only 11:45 and I'm hungry like a wolf. Haha. Duran Duran. Tsk. So 80s...

Speaking of the 80s, I have this fantastic oh wait, hindi pala 80s yun. Tsk.

No but anyway, I have this fabulous idea!!! :) Hihihi.

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Speaking of ideas... Have I mentioned that colored lightbulbs are extremely expuhnseevv? Actually, I exaggerate. LOL. But yeah, they're expensive. Tsk.

But... I might just go ahead and buy them anyway... Cause I wanna do the thing... Hihi. I'm gonna need thick cardboard for the thing too. Hihi.

I'm excited!

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Sooo... Last weekend, I was reminded of how great natural light is. I should do something with that within the next couple of weeks, because come May it's going to be insanely hot. So hot that you'd actually wish you'd never been born.

Gaaahhh. Ba't ba ang eneettt dito?!?!

Lichi.

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I need to get some make-up this week. Can any of y'all remind me to buy make-up? Tsk.

Oh and a fish! I want to buy a pet fish. :) ...Or a rabbit, but I know my mom would never agree.

*Sigh.

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I can't wait for Saturday. :) Hihihi. Because I get to buy something fabulous. :) Hihihi. In the meantime, I'll probably start building the contraption. Oooh weee, babe. Oooh weee.

Kissy kissy!

Danabelle in Absolute Shorts

To whom it may concern and what not:

Absolute Kitsch.

I should quit my job and start making alchohol with that brand. Vodka preferably, but of course Rum and Gin are fantastic favorites among the male and sometimes female population, hence I should probably just put up a brewery of sorts to quench their unending thirst...

Excuse me as I attempt go into a fabulously long winded speech about how beauty is in the eyes of the beholder and all other fantastically kitschy clichés I can conjure up, out of memory and maybe even thin air; And then watch me as I exclaim, "Crud! It looks like crap." or possibly something less hurtful.

I want something new. Something fresh, something borrowed, and something... I just can't seem to put my finger on. I'll let you know as the days progress... For now, blah.

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I dreamt that I was dreaming... Have you ever had that dream? It was so weird. I dreamt that I was dreaming and I woke up in my dream from me dreaming in my dream. Wild.

It's semi like Hasselhoff's neverending crotch.

http://crotchelhoff.ytmnd.com/

Only mine ended...

Sort of...

IDK.

I mean... I could still be dreaming right now. Tsk.

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I miss you, I hope you know.

It's just not the same. Tsk.

You had, have, will always (probably) have this calming quality that seems to neutralize me.

Tous les jours se ressemblent a présent... Tu me manques terriblement.

*Bisou.

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I think he said it best:

http://arnoldfelix.multiply.com/journal/item/12/ -- Click & Read

Yes. Blogging is like sending messages in electronic bottles.

You never know where that bottle is going and who will be able to read the message inside.

...And it's funny seeing all the different reactions of all the different people to different messages.

Some of them just read and savor, some like to negate or agree, quite vocally may I add...

And then there are people who think that they know without a doubt what it is you're talking about... Some even think think that the message is directed to them. As if by some miracle you chose to write to them or about them.

How gloriously narcissistic.

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I promised myself this year to not be so annoyed by people who do not have "the get". But sometimes, I can't help it.

The thing is, you think you might know me, but you don't really. Not entirely. So quit with the assumptions.

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At the BBQ last Friday
Me: *Rants* Blahblahblah. !(82)#@&%_&*(@!&($*#~~!!!
Direk Jon: Oh, sino na naman kaaway ni Dana? Akala ko sa Multiply lang yan may kaaway, pati dito?

Blahahaha.

Now, y'all know how I just love, love, LOVE to rant, right? Haha. Angry denigrating blogs have become my specialty... And here's something I just can't seem to get over:

Englishly challenged bloggers who rant Englishly-challengedly.

Blahahaha. Tsk.

Hindi ko alam kung matatawa ako, maawa, or  maiirita. Imagine, if you will, a thoroughly annoyed blogger, full of fabulous rage, na naglalabas ng sama ng loob na mali mali ang inggles.

'Toy, 'Ne, alam n'yo pwede naman kasing magalit in Tagalog, ba't ba pinipilit n'yong magalit in English? Ano bang meron?

Sa tingin n'yo ba nai-impress kami sa mga statements n'yo na punong puno ng highfalutin English words na puro mali mali naman ang grammar???

Langya... Pwede ba! Wala akong pake sa bwakanang nosebleeding vocabulary n'yo, sa kung sino sinong writers ang binabasa n'yo, sa mga pretentious art films na pinanonood n'yo, at sa kung ano ang trabaho n'yo at estado sa buhay. Pwede ba, bago kayo mag-blog ng pa-galit, go get your grammar straight, kung ayaw n'yong masaktan.

Lichi.

And no. You're not intellectual. So, quit trying to fool everyone into thinking that you are.

Umalis ka nga d'yan at nagdidilim ang paningin ko sa'yo.

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Today, a year ago...

*Sigh.

Danabelle in Dox's Shorts

Dox, this is for you.

Hehe.

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Highly eventful weekend. :) I got to meet Pepay, Pepoy, JapLizMac & Direk Jon for the first time.

Salamat po ulit sa pagdalo...

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Friend: Minsan may mga tao kang nakikita na napakasaya na parang walang problema na lagi na lang tumatawa laging naka-smile pero sa totoo lang sila yung pinakamalungkot.

Nadale mo. Batang bata.

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So my girl, KC is back!!! In the best possible way. I missed her like madddd.

http://icecast.multiply.com/video/item/130/

I'll try to upload the photos later... You know how my connection refuses to cooperate with me sometimes.

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So many things to say, so many things to do... So little time...

Hayyyy... (Buntong hininga, yuko, sabay iling ala Dox)

Maybe in some other shorts.

Kissy kissy!

Listening to Silence

"The next time you hear silence, listen."

That was on my Facebook's Fortune Cookie application for the longest time, because I thought that it was apt... I still do.

Prod. Force. Push.

Tsk.

Apparently, I'm not even allowed to have a preference now.

Should have just listened to the silence. Sorry.

"Eat the berry in it's entirety. Just pop it in your mouth and savor it. It will never turn into an apple. Being angry because it isn't, will get you nowhere, so is trying to change it. If you're lucky, you'd end up with a 'broken' piece of fruit, if you're not, you'll end up broken yourself."

Sometimes, some things...

...just bring you back. Right back at that place where you were. That place you never thought you would ever be in. That place where everything you thought you knew was suddenly and irrevocably negated and your whole life right up to that point just seemed like a great big lie. Without warning, your tears just start to fall and you can do nothing, but to let it, because your world, as you had known it, is rapidly crashing down on you.

You've moved on and you've healed... But, sometimes, some things just bring you back.

The other day I was in the cab and a song played, I started crying and I didn't know why... I must've weirded the driver out. I bet he was probably going "WTF?". Tonight, a friend and I were talking about something and I remembered everything.

Everything.

...And I started to cry. I'm still crying. I don't know how to stop.

Danabelle in Foolish Shorts

*Sigh

I miss being a foolish and rash girl. One that falls just like that for someone who's absolutely wrong. I've grown up and I've lost the ability to throw caution to the wind. I, now seem to overthink things way too much. Sad, but true...

"I need a love that grows... I'm so tired of being alone..."

Tsk. Foolish heart, please be fooled again. I'm bored and I miss that 'saruy' feeling.

Blahahaha.

By the by, for those who don't know: Saruy = Sarap + Aruy

It's when you cry and cry and bawl and bawl over your bruised heart. Sakit diba? Pero... Masarap. Kaya nga nakikinig ka sa sad songs at iiyak over and over again. Kasi masarap. LOL.

Masokista talaga, eh. Pasensya na.

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This morning, on my way up to the office, I saw that Lifestyle was on sale, and so I made it a point to go over there to usyoso during my lunchbreak. I went and I must've stayed there for 48 years. Tsk. I'm such a sucker for cute crap.

I didn't buy anything though... I figured I would wait for it to go on further reduction. Blahahaha.

What? I may be shopaholic, but I'm also cheapo.

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Friday should prove to be interesting. Hihihi. I get to meet all them Multiply celebrity photographers. Hehe. I feel so humbled and honored.

And ooh, I get to gigil so many children! :) Iiiiirrrrriiiiissss, mananawagan na naman ang uterus ko. LOL.

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Tinotopak tinotopak tinotopak... Na naman na naman ang amo ko... Tsk. When will this ever end?

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Man, I miss T.V. and my T.V. set misses me. What? It does! It told me so this morning right before I left for work. It said, "Danabelle, I miss you."

My One Tree Hill DVD set came in a couple of days ago (Actually, seasons 1-3 came. Season 4 is coming in another shipment.). I still haven't had the time to start it. I haven't even completed watching season four of The O.C.

Anyhoos, I have no idea what One Tree Hill is gonna be like, but Tracy's (Joe's niece) boyfriend (I forget his name.) says that it's good. And for a guy to say that a teenage T.V. drama is good, then it must be.

Hihi.

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I'm still so friggin' addicted to Social Moth. Haha. Tsk. Me and my obsession with secrets... It's probably because I have so few... Or so I've led you to believe. Haha.

The other night, I was bored and I thought it would be a fantabulous idea to look at my other sites and see what kind of damage I could do there. I updated Xanga... Checked out some pictures on Friendster. And then I went to my tumblr and saw this:

"A woman’s heart is filled with a million secrets. Secrets that no one will probably ever know. Secrets that only she could tell…but never would. And so when a woman tells you something, be grateful."

That was my last post there.

...And I didn't have the guts to change it.

Kabayan,

Ang kulit mo. Lichi ka.

Paulit ulit ng paulit ulit ng paulit ulit.

Sinabi na nga na yun lang eh. As per my list, as per the letter, and as per the receipt. Tatlo na yun. Ayaw mo pa maniwala. Tanong ka pa rin ng tanong. Lichi.

Ang kulit kulit kulit kulit mo.

Bussett. Bussett. Bussett.


Never again,
D.

Dear Richers,

I'm writing to you not because I envy you, because of your status in life. I'm writing to you because I wish you had some compassion. Even just a scintilla of it.

I wish you knew what the words "Misqeen" and "Haraam" really mean. If you did, you'd probably feel for the people that you are constantly putting down. How dare you? You with all of your money? How dare you belittle and disparage those that are struggling to make a living in this country? How dare you look down on them for taking a few minutes of their time to scour the parking lot and look for carts so they could redeem the AED1 that was left in there by people who don't need it.

Please know that I am happy for you. That you never have to think of where to get your next meal. That you don't even think twice about throwing away half-eaten meals, because you probably have never experienced what it feels like to be hungry. That you don't have to worry about where your children will live and study. That your biggest monetary problem is where you're going to invest your next extra AED10k. I'm sorry that you don't understand and probably never will.

Don't you understand that these people are here working their asses off... And for what? AED500? AED800? And you, with your extremely high salary and Arabic allowance, have the audacity to look down and not even try to comprehend what these people have to go through. How they have to work under the sun and you get to sit in your airconditioned office... How could you? How could you even think of reprimanding them because of that? I know you're running a business, but c'mon?

Wala ka bang awa?!?!

I hope you drown in all of your money. Hayop ka.


As Always,
D.

Danabelle in MacArthur Shorts

The camwhore shall return!

What? It's only fair. I've been taking pictures of lots of people... I should take pictures of me, too! Even if it's just through my phone. Tsk.

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Have I mentioned that I love Mickey Dee's apple pie? Sure, my apple pie is better, of course. Haha. But I still love love love the crust on McDonald's apple pie. I think it's fried or something.

Yummy.

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Ice, remember that half-smile I told you about this morning. Yung natawa ka? Yan yun oh. Blahahaha. Tsk.

Landeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

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I've got a couple of hundred more pictures to wade through, I think we took wayyy too many pictures over the weekend. LOL. Oh but we had so much fun.

Speaking of pictures... There's this lighting thing that I want to try. Apparently it's like the in thing now, because I've been seeing it in various magazines and different concepts. Of course the easiest way to get it done is with gels and strobes, but since I'm ghetto fabulous, I'm still deciding on whether I should use colored lightbulbs or papel de japon. LMAO.

What do y'all think?

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I have a sinking feeling that my job is dumbing me up. Tsk. It's crazy, I know. But really... I feel like all this corporate bullcrap and being forced to deal with all these corporate monsters is stupidifying me.

I've realized however that it has made me more patient... Which I guess is a good thing.

But it's also made me less vocal. Which could be a good thing or a bad thing.



I can't really talk about it now. I still feel absolutely bad about the whole thing.

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What does it mean when someone says that you could be the only thing that was real in their life?

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Today, right as I was walking out our Marketing Coordinator asked me, "Dana, if there was one thing that you could change in your life what would it be?". "I'd finish college.", I answered. Then our Business Operations Manager asked, "No, but that you can still finish and it's not too late for that... What would you like to change if you could go back in time. Something that's too late to change now...", "Yes, exactly... Is there nothing that you have done that you wish you hadn't?", our Marketing Coordinator continued...

And I said, "...Well... There is, but... Uhmm... *Looks around* There are boys around. So... Haha."

Nyahahaha. Tsk.

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What unchangeable thing would you change if you could go back in time?

Dear World,

How is it that something so trivial could be so indescribably imperative... And vice versa. For those who can't seem to "dig" that. Stop reading right  h e r e .

The meaning and interpretation of everything could be different but at its core everything is mostly the same... And vice versa.

"This is me, I am part of a whole. And 'me' is the whole of many parts."

Funny how everything circles around that thought. Of being set apart and being separated but in the end it's all part of a whole.

Of course, these thoughts aren't new. Old thoughts probably thought of, about, and aloud a million times. Of course all thoughts are like that anyway. Think about it. Think real hard. You'll understand what I mean.

But it's not about that. It's about how it has affected me personally. Personally, I'm affected and I want to stand on tabletops and shout it out loud. A million exclamation points couldn't even begin to relay the graveness of that emotion.

You want to feel something, but if you do, you're bound to feel something that you don't want to feel. It's a conundrum. Everything is a conundrum. It's funny how it all works out that way. You want to be truthful, but you know that if you do you'll end up feeling guilty for the rotten thoughts that are kept locked in the innermost part of your being. Of course, you could also be truthful and still feel guilty for having felt genuinely beautiful emotions.

What does this all mean exactly? Personally. What does it mean?

Possibly nothing. Probably everything.


As Always,
D.

Lonely Doll March...

...ing to the beat of her own drum.


We made like a million pictures over the weekend. Haha. However, y'all will just have to wait. I still have to go to work tomorrow morning. Tsk.

But if you must know, yes, my bedroom now looks like MOMA.

Nyahahaha. Kissykissy.

Danabelle in No Shorts

No

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Wala

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Joke lang.

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Ako pa mawawalan ng shorts?!

Tsk.

You have got to be kidding me.

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This morning, I synched my iPod. Finally. I know, I know. It takes me forever to ever do anything. Forgive me. Anyway, as I stepped out of the building a familiar song played...

It was my fantastically upbeat break-up song. Haha. I had to stop myself from dancing in the middle of the street while waiting for a taxi.

Oh but really, it's a sad song. LOL. I cried for days while listening to that song over and over again when my ex and I broke up... But it's so upbeat and dancey. I bet you won't be able to resist tapping your feet when you hear it. Haha.

...And the one who can guess what the song is gets a kiss from Miss Golda May Iris Castro.

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So my taxi driver had such beautiful eyes. He kind of looked like an old Rupert Everett with grey eyes and that muttawa beard. Blahahaha. But ooh his eyes! Haha.

Hayyysss. Si Danabille, talaga... Pati taxi driver pinagpapantasyahan. Tsk.

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My boss is annoying the crap out of me. His business ethics are ... he has none. I understand business and I understand that business needs profit, but I also understand that certain legalities have to be maintained in order to run a smooth operation (sabay kanta... Smooth operatorrr... Smoooooooth operator.). The thing is arabong arabo ang ugali ng anacpunggal. Hanggang makakalusot, lulusot. Lichi. Nakakairita.

Ito pa... Hinihingi ang kopya ng retention bonus letters ng lahat ng staff. At baket??? Kesyo ilalagay daw sa file. Hmpfsh. File schmile. Gusto lang tsumismis ng bobong hayufff. Isa s'yang mamaw. Bow.

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Sooo... Someone I know is not in the best of moods just like me... Because apparently stare-down competitions are still in style. Goodness, I thought those went out when I was in highschool. Anyway, my girl is a champion when it comes to stare-downs. It's just bugging her, I guess, because her opponent seems to be pretty great at it too. Haha. But we'll see, it's just the first day anyway. Mahaba haba pa itong titigan na 'to, bago madeadsss ang isa sa kanila. LOL.

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Yesterday, I bought shoes!!! :) I feel fantastically guilty... Oh, but look how pretty!


And I got them on sale (buy-two-take-one), sooo... I think that's ok. That's ok, right?

I also bought yellow polka dot socks. :D

Whenever I see this, I keep singing, "She wore a itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot socks." Haha. Tsk.

"A socks" Nyahahaha. Kasama yan nung "A blind" tsaka "A gay". Bwahahaha. Lichi.

And ooh. Look! Accessomaries!!! :)


I also bought tanktops, but ehhh... I didn't take pictures of 'em na. LOL.

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My mom bought a Wonder Woman costume for their office costume party. It's terribly cute. Immensely expensive, but terribly cuuuuute.

Sorry.

No pictures yet. Anuvey? Spoiled ka na. Kailangan lahat may pictures agad. LOL. Don't be greedy.

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I've been listening to Hallelujah by John Cale from the Scrubs OST all day. Yeah, yeah, extremely old, I know, but it's a favorite and it's been covered dozens of times by different people over the years. I just love how melancholic it sounds, but at the same time it's like ... guhhh. <3

And plus it's kind of sexy. Haha.

Hallelujah and Feelin' Love by Paula Cole are just all kinds of sexxaayy. Hahaha. Tsk. Haha. Wala lang. Na-share ko lang. Haha. Anyway, I meant to say that the song I'm playing over and over again now is Here We Go Again by Trina and Kelly. <3 Love love love the beat...



Here we go again, boo.

Kissy kissy.

Dear Iris,

Last week sabi mo sa'kin i-scan ko yung pictures ko...

Tas tinuro mo pa yung isa. Sabi mo, "Ito... Ito, scan mo 'to ha? Tapos post mo."

Di ko nasabi sa'yo na andito na yun... Nakaprivate lang.

Hehe.


Kthxluvyabye.


As Always,
D.


P.S.: Ito ba?

For what now?

D: Nagtingin ako ng bronzer... Ang mahalll. AED120.
I: Meron mas mura ah. Yung pang-pattan.
D: Blahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Lichi ka. Ano amoy non?
I: Gaga. Hindi pang-Pakistani, pangpa-tan.
D: Ah... Nyahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Danabelle in Lonely Girl Shorts

A friend of mine whom I adore to bits called me up. And he was telling me this story and in this story, someone said, "Sabi ko naman kasi wag na s'yang mamakla.", and it made me laugh.

Wonderful start to my morning. I love him. He's such a doll.

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Oooh, another friend of mine who's just as sweet called me yesterday and said, that he showed the pictures that I took of him to a friend of his, who's like this great artist, and the great artist said that the pictures were great. I can't remember what the exact words were, but it was somewhere along the lines of, "Sino ba 'tong malditang photographer na 'to? Ang ganda ng pictures!". Haha. That made me smile.

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Last night, I fell asleep right in the middle of a chat session. Tsk. I haven't been able to check the messages that were left on my YM, but I'm pretty sure it would be along the lines of:

Friend: Hahahahahahahahahahahaha.
Friend: =))
Friend: Sooo... Blahblahblahblah.
Friend: ...Where are you?
Friend: Yoohoo?!?!

*Buzz
*Buzz
*Buzz
*Buzz

I should not be allowed anywhere near a computer in the evenings. Tsk.

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Last night, I dreamt of him. I dreamt that he put whipped cream on me and licked me. Blahahaha. Tsk. Well not the whole of me... I dreamt that he put whipped cream on the front of my neck, but then he licked me up to my ears. That rascal. And in front of his girlfriend too. Tsk tsk.

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It's not fair.

Can I be given a moment to just vent on why fairness seems to have eluded me.

There could've been hundreds of other people. And there could've been hundreds of other things, but voila, it's still back to blah. Oh and the timing is just perfect. Superb. Wonderful timing. I mean, c'mon. WTF? The Fates suck. Daddys Zeus' little girls are spoiled little brats. Grrr.

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It's Garrick Fujii's birthday yesterday (April 15 - today, in America time. Haha.)

Go over to http://www.xanga.com/gerkshinobi and greet him a happy birthday.

For those who don't know who Garrick Fujii is... Where have you been? Tsk.

Truly amazing photographer. His pictures made me want to get a fisheye really badly. Haha.

He's awesome. Awesome. AWESOME. So, go greet him a happy birthday.

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Youtube doesn't like me so much lately. Alot of the videos just refuse to load. Tsk. Speaking of videos... I miss watching LonelyGirl15. I'm terribly behind on all of it I know.

I just checked the site... They're on Season 3 now. Goodness golly. And I haven't even finished Season 1.

I hate loading videos. Hate hate hate.

And speaking of hating loading... I still have not finished Hana Kimi. And a lot of other great Japanese T.V. shows that a friend of mine that I love forever has been telling me to watch.

Tsk. Loading videos. Grrr.

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...Tomorrow, Thursday na! I'm gonna set stuff up again. I wonder why we even bother with the taking down the lights and fixing my room up, when we almost always set stuff up again on weekends.

Tsk.

Oh wells...

Kissy kissy.

Danabelle in Chestnut Shorts

Sooo... The Chestnut spread kind of tastes like munggo. Only munggo tastes better. Blahahaha. I know, right? My tastes have become so... uhmm... provincial (?). Tsk.

And yeah yeah, that could actually be symbollic, but a lady would never tell.

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Our office is like a ghost town. I am the only one here. Literally. I wonder where they've gone. No one called to say that they're not coming or that they're coming in late. It's odd.

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Last night, I dreamt that I was a LaSalle-ite. That I was back in school and stuff...

I told Iris about it this morning and she said maliciously and innocently all at the same time:

"Nooo. Don't go to La Salle!!!"

Haha. Too cute. I love her.

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On other news, they're planning on expanding Dubai Media City to cover Ajman. It's going to be called:

Dubai Media City
Ajman Branch

Blahahaha. I kid. Tsk.

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Oooh! Oooh!

I found a bowler hat!!! Hihi. This is going to be fab. Love heart love heart. Yayyy!

Now all I need is a red thingymajig and we're set.

Oh and apples. Plural, kasi gagawa ako ng pie. Mmmm...

Seryelovin', baybee! Seryelovin'! Sweeeeetttt.

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I know that a lot of people have this preconceived notion that I am a bitch. And of course they're right, but what they don't know is that this bitch has a conscience.

Yes, I'm mean... But I feel terribly guilty about it afterwards.

Yesterday for example, I felt really bad about something. Remind me to tell you when we meet each other. I just don't feel like writing about it.

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I miss grunge. Grunge was awesome.

It still is.

Oooh! Oooh!!! Pure. Haha.

This is so going to be fresh. Retro-ish, but fresh.

And suddenly I'm not so bored anymore. I'm excited.

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So I know I should just keep my mouth shut, but can I bitch for just a second?

The general public should be informed that it takes fantastic photoshoppery to save a badly taken picture. But at the same time, not all types of photoshoppery, no matter how fantastic, will fit with all types of photographs.

Wag pilitin. Please lang. Nagdidilim ang paningin ko.

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Hayyysss. Excited na ako... Ulit. Sana Friday na! :)

Babed,

Tinotopak ako.

Alam mo na kung baket.

It's not fairrrr...



Anyway, ito yung hinihingi mo sa'kin dati pa. Sorry ngayon ko lang nagawa. I love you.

Surprise. :)

Danabelle in Exhausted Shorts

I feel so exhausted...

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My lights are boring me... I want to build something atrocious.

Yeah, that's the word.  A T R O C I O U S .  Tsk.

Oooh. And I want new backgrounds... And props.

I want props!!! Props are fun.

And probably a bigger room...

Wala na akong mapagsaksakan ng mga gamit ko. Lichi.

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You know, this would be fantastically funny if we suddenly moved. Crud. And I can actually feel it coming on.

Goodness golly.

I wonder who would want to buy ghetto equipment. Haha. For cheaps, babe. For cheaps! Haha.

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HR called saying that they're sending something that I'm going to like...

Hmmm...



UPDATE: Oooh. I definitely liked what they sent me. Definitely. Definitely. Definitely.

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A: Why so glum, sugarplum?
D: Everything looks the same now.
A: So, change it.
D: I don't know how. I think, I can't.
A: Ahhh. Well, there's your problem right there.
D: Yeah, yeah, you with your fantastic smart lines. You're not in my position. You don't know.
A: Well, see now that is exactly where you're wrong. Yes, you heard me. You're wrong. You're wronger than wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
D: Wrong?
A: Wrong.

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Secrets.

We've all got them, I'm sure.

Mine, of course, are all out in the open.

...Or so you think.

There are some things that will just never ever be known to anyone. No amount of digging will ever ever tell you what you want to know... The only way you'd ever find out is if I tell you.

If you want to know something, ask me. Don't lurk around like a crazy person. Just ask me.

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Friend: Nakakatawa kayong mga photogs. Pagandahan kayo ng model. Para kayong may Barbie.

Nyarflarharharhar.

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I was searching for pictures of Courtney Love (For reasons that I can't disclose. Blahahaha. Tsk.) and I saw threads of how a lot of people think that every song she writes is about Kurt.

And I started thinking about what people think of when I write stuff. Granted, I'm not as famous as her or at all and I'm not linked to anyone famous. I wonder, still. Especially the people who stalk me, I wonder who they think, I write to or about... Haha. Tsk.

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Another Friend: Nakakasuka na kasi minsan ang pretentiousness dito. Kung hindi lang dahil sa family, give up ko na Multiply ko.

Tsk... And I'm really sorry, but I definitely have to agree. Tsk.

Nakakasuka na nga talaga... Plasticity at its finest...

Cool. Astig. Galing. Awesome. Sweet. Master. Henyo. Good job. Fantastic. Wow. Panalo. Nice. Hot. Great. Grabe. Super. Magnificent. Ganda. Aliw.

Lichi.

There's a big difference between being nice and plain tupperware-yness.

Unfortunately for all of us, the latter is fantastically rampant out here. Yes. Fantastically. Tsk.

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I'm being asked to hold a workshop on Ghetto Photography.

Blahahaha.

Tsk.

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I'm still waiting.

There's a lot of waiting going on these days. Tsk.

I hope something picks up soon. Buh-cauzz... I. Am. Getting. Bored.

Not that I'm not having fun... I just want something new. And exciting.

Mmmm...

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I went into the kitchen and turned the exhaust fan on. And memories suddenly came rushing in. It's like when you smell something and suddenly you're brought back into that place, only for me it was the sound of the exhaust fan. I stared on as it whirled, rapidly blowing out "bad air". It dawned on me that no one, no matter how they try, could ever equal how I love. Romantically, that is. And I know that sounds absolutely boastful and proud, but it's true.

What do you do with thoughts like that?

And just then as easily as the memories came, it went, probably blown out along with all the "bad air".

Tsk.

Stiffneck

Blahahaha.

Nagcamwhore nga ang gaga.

Tsk.

Malala na itetch.

Danabelle in Obligatory Shorts

Yesterday, Ice joked that I'm not just blogging for myself, and that I now have a responsibility to the general public to keep and uphold law, order, unity, peace, and harmony in Multiply.

Blahahaha.

WTH?

I kid with the law, order, unity, peace, and harmony deal, but Ice really did say that I now have a responsibility to blog. Hmmm...

Blahahaha. Whattakwan.

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I came to work late today, because the AC guys came... And plus I really just didn't feel like going. My responsibility level is slowly plumetting down to the level of nothingness.

Tsk.

What? And can you really really blame me? Being responsible is such a tiring thing. And is not meant for people my age and status.

I want to break free ala Queen.

Blahahaha.

IDKW. Rawrrr.

Demmit. I miss Kisstian.

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Oooh! Oooh! My brother texted me yesterday asking me if I would like a 7k D&G bag and huge Gucci glasses worth a couple of k's to go with it...

He asked me if I wanted it and my reaction was:
a) Wow. Yes!
b) Wow. No!
c) Wow. Whattakwan!
d) Wow. Ohmayggedd.

Nyahahaha. Tsk. He says he's part of a swag association ala Mode Magazine. Sweeeetttt.

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Speaking of Mode Magazine, I miss Betty La Fefe.

I wonder when and/or if season 2 is going out on DVD.

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Me: Sorry. Isa akong mapanggigil na nilalang.

Nyahahaha. It's true and I can't help myself. I cannot for the life of me resist doing the following things...:

-Poking
-Biting
-Pinching
-Smelling
-Kissing
-Hugging
-Dantay-ing

...to the following:

-Babies!!!
-People who make me smile
-People who make me laugh
-Nice smelling people (The Axe Effect? Blahahaha.)

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Sooo... My computer screen hanged. And I thought I'd definitely lost this entry and I started to breathe and l let it go, but then suddenly it freed up and here it is again. All in its pristine glory. Unchanged and everything.

Of course, this could be metaphorical, but a lady would never tell.

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Attention: Stalkers & Lurkers. Haha. Iris is now a citizen of Azerbaijan. She even has the password. Tsk. Sooo... For blackmailing purposes, ask her for incriminating information. Not that she would ever give you any, but ehhh... You can always try.

Toodles!

Danabelle in Infused Shorts

Tsk. I'm feeling so infused right now. (Said like Miss Janina San Miguel)

In Tagalog, nalilito ako!

Blahahaha.

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Snapshots!!!

Ninong/Ninang bagong shave. Cooking for our wedding buffet. Blahahaha.

Nyahahaha. Multiply oh.

Kulot? Anong kulot? Sinong kulot? Walang kulot dito. Lichi.

Esosss. Me ganon???

Ayunoh. Mowdel ng Multiply. Blahahaha. Tsk.

Uyyy. Si Baby Ice, magp-photography na yannn.

Sed: "Dear Diary... Today they poked me. Mga liching mga babaeng yun. Imbyerna ako."

Ice: "Girl, ingat. You will deads. The bus will deads you."

Ice: "Ayan take my picture muna."

Dana: "Ano pala gusto mo sabihin dito? Anong meaning nito?"

Dana: "Penge sunglass."

Man in orange "sowl": "My headsss is paining."

Ice: "This is a diversion... And that's why they call it an apple!"

"My lovely lady lumps. Check it ahhhwwwttt."

Pachilip.

Pachilip din.

Jailsss. Lolz. Blahahaha.

"Good morning. Onboard International. How may I help you?"

Ice: "Yayyy. Adabang Mah-nakk."

Menos buto para balat.

Dey was, deer were, they war... not let me in. Huhuhu. Badddsss.

Ishpayderwimenssss.

Uyyy...

Ajman, Philippines.

They hair doth taketh over.

Sed: "Whattakwan."

Nagmodel ampfufu... And that's why they call it an apple.

The who ang power circlers na itetch?

No komment.

Hardrub!!!

Absent.

Redlight special. Tsk.

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So that was fun. Tiring, but hecka fun. Tsk.

Para sa mga di nakasama: "Beeeehhh. Wala kayong kabag!"

At ang 80% na chance na sagot ni Dox is "Eh may bike naman ako!"

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I'm. Sleepy. Na.

I think it'd be nice to sleep for a hundred years and then get woken up by a kiss from Prince Charming ala Sleeping Beauty...

Speaking of children's tales... Ano ulit si Sebastian?

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I can't think of anymore stuff to write. I'm too tired. Sorry. Haha. Uhmm... Teaser na lang, mmkay?


Kissy kissy!


Note: Photos by Sed, Ice, et Moi.