I think I'm JOSS STONED!

Been listening to Joss Stone's latest album, "Introducing Joss Stone".

This one's super different with the first two albums she released years ago. Although this one's more upbeat and more groovy than her previous songs, she still is THE new generation's soul singer for me. Her vocals is more powerful than ever, and her back-up singers and the musical arrangements are the best, awesome!

When you listen to her songs, you'd feel like you're walking down the avenue with your humongous headphones on and wearing a mini skirt and a pair of elevator shoes! And you're just gliding through, all breezy and beaming. :D

Si Cherva Ikakasal Na

This coming Saturday, the 28th, Poang P. will finally tie the knot with long-time boyfriend, Randall.

Preparations are ongoing while tension at home, mixed with an awful lot of excitement is truly eating up everybody!

Pictures, updates coming soon!

A Slightly Funny Story

Hello, hello. Still on the Harry Potter "fevah"...

When I was all ecstatic about having my own copy of HP7, my dad suddenly said, "Wala man lang ako mapapala dyan kay HENRY POTTER. Kahit bayaran mo ko, hindi ko man lang babasahin yan si HENRY POTTER!"

Bwahahahah!

Now I call my dad "Henry", sometimes I call him "Tito Henry" when I am trying to be a little courteous...

Getting Ready for Harry

One week to go and it's Harry Potter Mania once again (at least for the avid readers of the Harry Potter series)! Because of this very very exciting news, I am now re-reading Half-Blood Prince, as a reference of course.

I can't wait to have my own copy of the final book! Fingers crossed!

A Sort of kind of Funny na rin

The post you will read after this sentence is based on a true story.

I was in third grade then. Our school was preparing for our foundation day and I, together with my other classmates, would show off what we had learned in PE which was aerobics.

So our teacher asked us to make our own dumbells. Unfortunately for me, my parents at that time were in Bulacan, so I had my lolo to prepare the said dumbells for me.

You know what my lolo did?

He took four empty cans of milk (the big ones), filled them up with wet cement and stuck two sticks in two of the four cans.

When it was done, my lolo called me and showed me my dumbells. They were heavy, i mean really heavy for my age (even until now). But I never complained, thinking that they were really supposed to be heavy because they were dumbells after all.

I brought them to school the next day. When I saw my classmates' dumbells, I was surprised to find out that they only used small empty cans of evaporated milk and a really thin stick (my stick had a one inch diameter). And I thought, "they're pretty light too, unlike mine".

But you see, that next day, was our foundation day already, so I had no choice but use the ones lolo made for me.

My shoulders and my entire body ached after that aero stunt we had. Grabeng bigat men.

Now that I thought about this, natatawa na lang ako. Ibang klase talaga si lolo!

End!

The Impacho Storeh

Hello, hi.



My dear friend pot pot is here in the island surprisingly. It's a bit of a surprise because she works in a far far away place that begins in letter T. And she has been working there ever since we graduated from college (which was 5 thousand years ago).



Anyhoo, my story for the night is my impacho story, or shall i say, my very first impacho story.



As Pot pot is here, the high school geng kind of celebrated her resurrection. I came from work and went straight at the party place with PS. I was hungry, exhausted, thirsty, and weak. Sa maikling salita, patay gutom mode nako. So the food was served. According to dear friends, they noticed how fast I was eating, gulping and munching on every dish on the table. I was, according to them, quietly eating a LOT which of course was so unusual because I am very picky with foods. But that night, men oh men, pwede ako lumaban sa buffet! Ye!



And so, after some minutes, I raised my white flag. I was done eating. Suddenly, it hit me, a very painful and tightening feeling in my tummy. Ang sakit super. Parang sasabog na masikip na maasim na ewan. I went to the bathroom, but sadly, to no avail. Pinapawisan nako ng malamig. I was scared na hindi ako makakapagcelebrate ng resurrection ni Potpot. So i lied down for a while and tried to tolerate the pain. PERO HINDI KO TALAGA KAYA! I went to the bathroom again. AS much as I wouldn't like to do it, I did it. I threw up, and there went all my favorite food inside the throne. Kakapanghinayang. But at least, i felt better after.



I ate again and drank a little after. May fruit salad pa eh. :-D



Yun lang. Naishare ko lang, kase ngayon ko lang mafeel ang impacho. Ganun pala yun. Terible.

Happy Photos

Whenever a couple of sappy thoughts come my way, I suddenly get the urge to check out my happy pictures with loved ones. Nothing feels better than an ample amount of sincere smiles and corny tactics from these people.

The Bug That Never Was

While watching Herbie on Disney Channel, I suddenly remembered something...

Back in college, close pal Angel Oyie, once said to me:



"Jajajajanice, for your wish to come true, you should count fifty red volks, with different plate numbers."



There was no deadline, they just had to be different from one another.



It sounded weird but I didn't really care.

I had a very particular wish at that time and I just wanted it to come true so bad. So I started counting. One, two, three, and so on and so forth. On my way to school, I looked for a red bug. On my way home, I still looked for them and made a mental note of how many I saw already.

However, days and weeks passed, I grew tired of counting. I gave up and just told myself, "Meron pa namang mga chain emails at chain text messages eh. Dun na lang ako babawi para sa wish ko.."

(Just another SKL story and fyi, my wish still didn't come true.ganun.)

Photo of the Month

Lie down and smell the fresh waters of the blue sea.

Lie down and let the sun's rays touch your face.

Lie down and think about nothing.

Lie down and hear your own heart beating.

Just lie down,

close your eyes

and clear your mind.

Even just for a teeny-weeny while...

PBB

1. I cannot anymore take Wendy. shes accusing Gee ann of being untrue, look at herself, she's got so many made up stories about the other housemates. Stop being a know it all. nasusuka nako sayo. go hang yourseLF!

2. Mickey + gee ann = kilig jajajanice

3. Bruce is equivalent to insincerity and pretense. Synonymous! Mag harakiri ka na rin! Wag ka magfeeling fyan. youre not even good looking.

sequel

This is a sequel of my previous post, "What Jajajanice Wants".

6. I want PS to quit smoking, lessen night outs and sleep early.

Kahit wag mo nako regaluhan.

Open Question

Naiinis ako sayo, bakit ka ganyan?

What Jajajanice Wants...

In my spare time, or in times when I don't feel like thinking about work or doing some work at all, I think about things, although mundane, that I would love to do.

These things, I believe, would surely perk me up, give me a little sense of adventure and experience and at the same time, be a huge part of my photo collection.

With hundred and one percent of excitement, I give you my random list:

1. I sometimes wonder how teachers give classes now to grade school. Are school projects more complicated now than before? Do grade school students still own a pencil case with a keyboard on top of it? Do they still use and brag about their new "bensia"? What kind of notebooks do they use now-- the ones with anime cartoon characters or the ones with korean novela characters? Do their classrooms still smell like paper and eraser?

-- Because of these silly questions, gusto ko mag-sit in minsan sa mga klase nila. Wala lang, just to observe. Mangyayari pa kaya yun?

2. I want to go hiking or kahit biking lang. I saw this pink bicycle in our local market. It has a basket in front with a little bell too. It isnt the racer type kind of bike, it's a sort of a pa-cute bike, meant for r & r. :-) It's the bike you ride when you want to go to the park or to the nearby town, etc etc.

I want to go hiking because I want to go fishing. I live in an island and yet I haven't gone fishing yet. I want to take a picture of me and PS fishing, catching a fish and cooking that fish "batibot" style. If you dont know the "batibot" style of cooking fish, please leave a comment. Heheh.

3. I want to box. The trainor has been reminding me to register for months now. Basta, Ill box, if not now, next month. Basta, basta. I need some rejuvenation. Charing.

4. I want to travel. Yun lang. Kahit saan, basta makaalis lang. Kailan naman kaya 'yun. Hoh well.

5. I want! I want! I want!

ye ye

Last night, I was thinking about what to write here in Inertia. I thought of something. I was actually starting it now but I decided to stop and delete the words instead.

I realized that there are stories in your life that are meant to be kept; stories that, once in a while, linger inside your head, wanting to be told, but then again, you just don't. You just move on and do your routines.

My Celebrity Hate List

Hello y'all.

I gotta admit there are famous people in this world who are just so "pheewww!" pour moi. And here they roll...

1. Wendy and Bruce of PBB (Wendy is my literal descripition of phony and over confident; Bruce, on the other hand, is just.... wala.... he's too artsy fartsy. Wendy is highly contagious.)

2. Piolo Pascual (While a lot of women and men fall for Piolo and are so crazy about him, I, on the other hand, have to disagree with them for reasons that I am not very willing to divulge.)

3. Juday. (Ewan, basta.)

4. Regine Velasquez. (I used to like her, but when rumors started to spread and when she admitted them all, I suddenly disliked her. Matanong lang kita Regine, bakit ka na nagbago? you're not like that before...)

5. Ogie (Because you left Michelle)

That's it pansit. More to come.

Pacquiao Wins!

Panalo na naman si Pacman! Galing! (Pero sana hindi siya manalo sa May elections...)

Btw, i recently discovered 43things from Caramba's blog.
Check it out.

Pinoy Biz

I must commend Ms. Kristel Fulgar in Maria Flordeluna. Kristel plays Wilma in the series, the evil and envious and selfish stepsister of Flordeluna. Even if she has an angelic face, that doesn't stop her from making Flor's life miserable in the series. Her smirks, and her non-scripted gestures are just too annoying, you want to turn off the television ( but you just can't because you want to know what's gonna happen next).

Her great portrayal of the role will surely give her a big spot in the industry. Galing mo 'neng. I believe I will see you on TV for a very long time.

Watch her every night on ABS, nakakaasar siya super. May mga ganong bata pala. Ke-bata-bata eh, ka-dami-dami na ng kalokohan.

Grover. That's g-r-o-v-e-r-z-k.

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Segue to...

I can't bear Regine and Ogie. No explanations needed. I get sick seeing them.

End!

Pigtopia

I recently bought a book. It's Kitty Fitzgerald's Pigtopia.

I think it's about time for me to engage myself in another activity besides playing with Jett and watching CSI and American Idol. It's been a while since I last read a book and I miss smelling books too.

Re: Pigtopia, I haven't started reading it yet. Well, I read the first few pages, but I was kind of waiting for the perfect timing to read it entirely.

I hope it will be fun. I read the reviews, and they were, well, convincing enough. Anyway, the book's about a man who has deformities, and how he made a world of his own just to escape the world where his abusive mother existed. Interesting.

I'll give my own review soon.

Flickr Beginner

By the way, I have a flickr account now. Check out the photos. It's http://www.flickr.com/photos/swingjanice

I promise to bombard it with many, many pictures, jologs man o sosyal!

Right this very moment, my friends' photos are the main starlets there. ;-)

American Idol Cherva

The current American Idol contenders, in my opinion, arent as great as the previous season's . I just noticed. I think Melinda and Jordin are the only ones who have potential to win. And I hope they'd win. Although i cannot deny the fact that I am amazed whenever Blake performs.

Even though I love singing bald guys, I cannot really "chew" Phil Stacey. He seems very stiff and frigid for me. He is like singing so great and showing that off to the audience. I don't feel him at all, maybe because he doesnt sing from the heart (unlike my true idol chris daughtry).

I hardly enjoy their performances,but I continue to watch Idol, malay natin mag miracle sila bigla.

End!