Friday, October 8, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
The AlterMall
On the AlterMall there’s no entrance, there’s no exit. There’s no pesky guards poking your bag and bleeping mechanisms. You just close your eyes and whisper very softly, what is it that you wish to buy and then it appears right after your eyelids as though they were on an IMAX.
On the AlterMall, browsing the mall is as easy as like you were walking on a conveyor belt. No more hurting feet, no more sore toes, no more tiresome legs.
On the AlterMall, there is constant enjoyment. An arcade of cheap thrills, short games and quasi-realistic environment. You don’t need chips or tokens. There is, however, a 30-day membership for free; if you like you can have it a lifetime membership. That is also free. You will be enjoying deeply because of this, you won’t worry about losing tokens and play myriads of games, conveniently and instantly. No lines! For you only to be happy.
Getting lost is rare. You will just position the shops in almost everywhere you like. And if one shop is not in place, you just pull it out, like a Lego brick and put in on any place you want.
On the AlterMall, whenever you got sick, there is a place they call “Cleanic”. There is no consultation fee. Medical professionals, who wear lively colored scrubs with fancy and cartoony characters, will help you specifically on your utmost needs. There is no medicine either. Nurses and doctors treat your ailment on a more natural way. They got pills of laughter, capsules of joy, and tablets of wisdoms, enthusiasm syrups (suspensions for children) and lozenges of relaxation. You’ll never leave the Cleanic, untreated.
On the AlterMall, shopping is like a trip to your closet. Only a hundred time bigger. Shop till you drop, buy till you fly and everything is free to try. You can try the latest stilettos, jump on the hottest pair of jeans, suit on the newest shirts, and glam on the sexiest dress. They got all sizes, colors and fits too! Whatever your style you want, the AlterMall has everything to offer for you. Of course, all of that free of charge, no hidden fees, no interest. Still, you will not file to the cashier.
Want to try out AlterMall’s cinema? The latest technology in cinema experience has it. Enjoy full HD movies on a crisp, vivid and detailed pictures right after you. Realisto Sounds™ lets you hear the audio as if it was happening right in front of you. Surround sound of other cinemas wound sound like monaural radio speakers. AlterMall has the most shown blockbusters and even exclusive movies first to be shown on AlterMall. Also, you can watch back titles of your favorite movies. From drama to comedy, from action to suspense, Sci-Fi to CG animated films, all (again) for free.
On the AlterMall, there’s the “Neon Hub”. They got catalogs of the latest “geek-no” gadgets. In line are smartphones, digital cameras, DSLRs, HSTVs, media players, next-generation gaming consoles and bombastic sound systems. Everything is displayed on a bluish-white Ether cases, the ones you see at StarTrek. Computers here got no bytes, no gigs, no teras. Storage has infinity. No megapixel wars on camera phones, capture your AlterMall moments with cameras on detailed display. Once again, its free.
All that shopping tired you down? Want some munchies? Visit the “Dining Hall”. All of your favorite palate-satisfiers are here. Elegant red carpet floors and nice candle-bulbs will welcome you. High ceilings were jousted with 5 foot Swarovski crystals dangling in beauty. . The Dining Hall comes with well-suited waiters and maids. They will help you in choosing your edibles. Foods here are fresh and cooked just the way you want, just the way you like it. AlterMall serves booze too! Drink to your liver’s content, it’s up to the house. Dining Hall will keep you come back for more, once again for free.
Burping on a full stomach? There is the activity center, where you can sit, rest and even snooze. It’s the AlterMall’s most quiet place. Family, friends, lovers, and even employees, gather here on a green velvet carpet. Comfy couches and soft sofas are also for you. Served with tea, coffee or fruit juices your relaxing time will never be the same again. Is it for free?
All these heavenly perks and privileges for free? What’s the catch then?
The saddest part is when you open your eyes and AlterMall is gone. It’s neither your Neverland nor the Chocolate Factory. Replaced by black fading to light. The whole thing will seem to have existed as a dream sequence in a teleserye. Waking up and see your creaking bedroom walls. Eerie. Unwary. Never belonging. But the real world isn’t so bad. What you experienced and what have you seen; you know what is possible, can happen both in the real world and in the AlterMall. Whenever you feel sad, just close your eyes, rewound the experience in the grounds of AlterMall and there you are again. You breathe, inhale, exhale and you smile and everything is fine because you are back again. AlterMall never leaves you.
On the AlterMall, browsing the mall is as easy as like you were walking on a conveyor belt. No more hurting feet, no more sore toes, no more tiresome legs.
On the AlterMall, there is constant enjoyment. An arcade of cheap thrills, short games and quasi-realistic environment. You don’t need chips or tokens. There is, however, a 30-day membership for free; if you like you can have it a lifetime membership. That is also free. You will be enjoying deeply because of this, you won’t worry about losing tokens and play myriads of games, conveniently and instantly. No lines! For you only to be happy.
Getting lost is rare. You will just position the shops in almost everywhere you like. And if one shop is not in place, you just pull it out, like a Lego brick and put in on any place you want.
On the AlterMall, whenever you got sick, there is a place they call “Cleanic”. There is no consultation fee. Medical professionals, who wear lively colored scrubs with fancy and cartoony characters, will help you specifically on your utmost needs. There is no medicine either. Nurses and doctors treat your ailment on a more natural way. They got pills of laughter, capsules of joy, and tablets of wisdoms, enthusiasm syrups (suspensions for children) and lozenges of relaxation. You’ll never leave the Cleanic, untreated.
On the AlterMall, shopping is like a trip to your closet. Only a hundred time bigger. Shop till you drop, buy till you fly and everything is free to try. You can try the latest stilettos, jump on the hottest pair of jeans, suit on the newest shirts, and glam on the sexiest dress. They got all sizes, colors and fits too! Whatever your style you want, the AlterMall has everything to offer for you. Of course, all of that free of charge, no hidden fees, no interest. Still, you will not file to the cashier.
Want to try out AlterMall’s cinema? The latest technology in cinema experience has it. Enjoy full HD movies on a crisp, vivid and detailed pictures right after you. Realisto Sounds™ lets you hear the audio as if it was happening right in front of you. Surround sound of other cinemas wound sound like monaural radio speakers. AlterMall has the most shown blockbusters and even exclusive movies first to be shown on AlterMall. Also, you can watch back titles of your favorite movies. From drama to comedy, from action to suspense, Sci-Fi to CG animated films, all (again) for free.
On the AlterMall, there’s the “Neon Hub”. They got catalogs of the latest “geek-no” gadgets. In line are smartphones, digital cameras, DSLRs, HSTVs, media players, next-generation gaming consoles and bombastic sound systems. Everything is displayed on a bluish-white Ether cases, the ones you see at StarTrek. Computers here got no bytes, no gigs, no teras. Storage has infinity. No megapixel wars on camera phones, capture your AlterMall moments with cameras on detailed display. Once again, its free.
All that shopping tired you down? Want some munchies? Visit the “Dining Hall”. All of your favorite palate-satisfiers are here. Elegant red carpet floors and nice candle-bulbs will welcome you. High ceilings were jousted with 5 foot Swarovski crystals dangling in beauty. . The Dining Hall comes with well-suited waiters and maids. They will help you in choosing your edibles. Foods here are fresh and cooked just the way you want, just the way you like it. AlterMall serves booze too! Drink to your liver’s content, it’s up to the house. Dining Hall will keep you come back for more, once again for free.
Burping on a full stomach? There is the activity center, where you can sit, rest and even snooze. It’s the AlterMall’s most quiet place. Family, friends, lovers, and even employees, gather here on a green velvet carpet. Comfy couches and soft sofas are also for you. Served with tea, coffee or fruit juices your relaxing time will never be the same again. Is it for free?
All these heavenly perks and privileges for free? What’s the catch then?
The saddest part is when you open your eyes and AlterMall is gone. It’s neither your Neverland nor the Chocolate Factory. Replaced by black fading to light. The whole thing will seem to have existed as a dream sequence in a teleserye. Waking up and see your creaking bedroom walls. Eerie. Unwary. Never belonging. But the real world isn’t so bad. What you experienced and what have you seen; you know what is possible, can happen both in the real world and in the AlterMall. Whenever you feel sad, just close your eyes, rewound the experience in the grounds of AlterMall and there you are again. You breathe, inhale, exhale and you smile and everything is fine because you are back again. AlterMall never leaves you.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Kinis
It got to where I was going through three a day disposable, triple-blade, blue with deeper blue easy-grip rubber inlay handles and slimy aloe soothing strips, though, still, my skin prickled, itched, bloomed in little patches of bumps.
To shave so much is counterproductive, but addictive-I'd spend half my waking hours enclosed in shower steam and smelled, all summer, musky sweet.
First, I dont know how and what to shave, even now. It's a Rubicon cross, to shave or not to shave, what's done is done. Whether it's like Derek Ramsey's jawline shave or George Clooney's ageless rim, nothing still suits me. It all goes to a clean cut.
Teresa, my high school crush. She is often amused of my puberty hairs. Small budding hairs on a mustache, and fibers forced to grow on my chin. Everytime she sees me, she give me a greet, sometimes a rag. The un dulce dia, was when the time she touched my face. "If only you were older..." I felt no sorrow for falling in love with a damsel who poses for media for a living. Heartbreaks are part of it, I'll find someone better even hotter.
Since then I started shaving more often than ever. Knowing the lore that if you shave more often, hair will grow hastier. But now at my age, the hair was monstrous. Coarser and stiffier. Even at the parts when its tricky. The scrotum, obviously, but also those few coarse hairs toward the veiny base of the shaft and, harder still, the flat hairs along the fold between the groin and the top joints of the thighs.
Shaving hair was a temporary perfection. Sudden gush of confidence. Looking manly or not, I still have to get handsome, as of my looks differ from my age. But I don't cut all my hairs, legs and armpits are untouched.
My university years, for instance, I totally crushed on Luna, this cute local palm reader, sometimes a witch, who did occasional black onyx scryings at the occult place but mainly just looked bored and nothing like my crush, picking at her thick tendrils of dreads or the metal rings through her lower lip. She dressed in black slip dresses and boots with southern Tagalog accents, but it was all her hair that hooked me, those mounds of coiled dreads and the bushes in her armpits.
The witches and psychics and their friend the rice-in-a-box delivery guy would all come to our place, drinking brandy, and I spent weeks working up the nerve to eventually look up to her toward something like flirting with her, which in the end just involved me telling her I love painting bliss pictures on a rainy day. She gave me a bean-sized green crystal, for inspiration and mind powers, and a sympathetic kiss in my hairline. I could smell almond between her breasts.
The witch and the rice guy were making out. The frustrated rockstar with it's bone hugging pants, a pair of gray Chucks, and a face of a unmowed grass, he is oozing with "Uhuh, that's cool" and punches of "That's jazzy" makes the witch tickle. A beat down on my face as I looked like a lad going to a ball party. If only I haven't shaved, I would be laid with a woman with hairy armpits and dated Davey Jones.
A trip to the shower glass, staring at your frame, wondering what to do next. A shave might alter your facial features but not what you have in mind. Once the blades touches flesh, process of perfection begins, improving and lasting.
To shave so much is counterproductive, but addictive-I'd spend half my waking hours enclosed in shower steam and smelled, all summer, musky sweet.
First, I dont know how and what to shave, even now. It's a Rubicon cross, to shave or not to shave, what's done is done. Whether it's like Derek Ramsey's jawline shave or George Clooney's ageless rim, nothing still suits me. It all goes to a clean cut.
Teresa, my high school crush. She is often amused of my puberty hairs. Small budding hairs on a mustache, and fibers forced to grow on my chin. Everytime she sees me, she give me a greet, sometimes a rag. The un dulce dia, was when the time she touched my face. "If only you were older..." I felt no sorrow for falling in love with a damsel who poses for media for a living. Heartbreaks are part of it, I'll find someone better even hotter.
Since then I started shaving more often than ever. Knowing the lore that if you shave more often, hair will grow hastier. But now at my age, the hair was monstrous. Coarser and stiffier. Even at the parts when its tricky. The scrotum, obviously, but also those few coarse hairs toward the veiny base of the shaft and, harder still, the flat hairs along the fold between the groin and the top joints of the thighs.
Shaving hair was a temporary perfection. Sudden gush of confidence. Looking manly or not, I still have to get handsome, as of my looks differ from my age. But I don't cut all my hairs, legs and armpits are untouched.
My university years, for instance, I totally crushed on Luna, this cute local palm reader, sometimes a witch, who did occasional black onyx scryings at the occult place but mainly just looked bored and nothing like my crush, picking at her thick tendrils of dreads or the metal rings through her lower lip. She dressed in black slip dresses and boots with southern Tagalog accents, but it was all her hair that hooked me, those mounds of coiled dreads and the bushes in her armpits.
The witches and psychics and their friend the rice-in-a-box delivery guy would all come to our place, drinking brandy, and I spent weeks working up the nerve to eventually look up to her toward something like flirting with her, which in the end just involved me telling her I love painting bliss pictures on a rainy day. She gave me a bean-sized green crystal, for inspiration and mind powers, and a sympathetic kiss in my hairline. I could smell almond between her breasts.
The witch and the rice guy were making out. The frustrated rockstar with it's bone hugging pants, a pair of gray Chucks, and a face of a unmowed grass, he is oozing with "Uhuh, that's cool" and punches of "That's jazzy" makes the witch tickle. A beat down on my face as I looked like a lad going to a ball party. If only I haven't shaved, I would be laid with a woman with hairy armpits and dated Davey Jones.
A trip to the shower glass, staring at your frame, wondering what to do next. A shave might alter your facial features but not what you have in mind. Once the blades touches flesh, process of perfection begins, improving and lasting.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Recently licked something hot?
Literally hot! This morning I bought a couple of cigarettes, and a lolipop. I dont know why I bought a sticked candy. Nagaantay ako ng Fx nun eh. Tapos may Fx na. At the nick of time kasi pasakay nako ng fx, I unintentionally dropped my pop and stepped on it(the way you unlit the cigarette) and licked my cigarette. F**KING BULLSHIT! Ang INET! Nakakahiya tuloy sa mga nakakita.
Another stupid moment in my life.
-from my Facebook note dated May 4, 09
Another stupid moment in my life.
-from my Facebook note dated May 4, 09
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Toxic ka ba?
How do Pinoys really handles stress and that of those stressors? I myself just tend to "chill" right in the corner. Close my eyes. Think of serene things e.g. The ocean, a bliss, the cerulean sky, posting a blog! Other people have their own way too. Smoking, chit-chatting, walking around, mumbling to a wall to name a few. But really, how does a Pinoy handles stress? Us, Filipinos tend to be carefree and what they say - Happy Go Lucky. I admit I held all of those traits in me and it made me somewhat cram before something else. Pinoys tend to face reality when utmost time, or even crisis, comes. It's not bad to be outright prepared before a battle. Its just being lax and laidback through this circumstances makes me feel somewhat irresponsible. Irresponsible to the extent that you tend to underestimate the shortcomings that may come beforehand. You identify events that will later encounter you, anticipate whats right and forget whats not. Study, have a battleplan. Opt for Plan B, not on Plan A as most of them say.
Whatever the battle is, stress and anxiety are the footsoldiers of the opponent's faction; the unknown and the unwilling. Be equipped with knowledge, optimism and self-confidence. Try not to be perfect. Do your best and do what is required.
As for Pinoys, how to handle stressful situation? Summon the patron "saint" of all unknown challenges - "Bahala na si Batman".
Whatever the battle is, stress and anxiety are the footsoldiers of the opponent's faction; the unknown and the unwilling. Be equipped with knowledge, optimism and self-confidence. Try not to be perfect. Do your best and do what is required.
As for Pinoys, how to handle stressful situation? Summon the patron "saint" of all unknown challenges - "Bahala na si Batman".
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