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May 31st
1:11 PM
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fuckyeanba:

Before I get to the recap, I want to remind all the basketball fans out there they may have witnessed the single greatest performance by a losing player in the history of the NBA. That may end up sounding like hyperbole tomorrow, but he’s got as good a case as anyone and there’s really no way to embellish what he did tonight.

Here was Rondo’s stat-line for game 2, where he played every single minute in a tough overtime loss: He scored 44 points (a career high), 10 assists, 8 rebounds, 3 steals, just 3 turnovers and the undying respect of this blogger. 

Whatever happens in this series, Rajon Rondo should have carte blanche from Celtics fans for life (remember people were discussing a trade earlier this year), and a new-found respect (if he didn’t have it already) from every basketball fan the world over. 

To put it simply, I am in awe of him. I didn’t think he’d keep his 1st quarter production going like he did, but he just kept hitting jumpers all game and after playing every second, he hit back-to-back 3-pointers to force Wade to hit that last free throw. Just an amazing performance from an amazing player. 

I’ll remember Rajon Rondo’s game more than anything else that happened tonight. He was that good, and even though the Celtics lost, this game should go down in the pantheon of incredible performances by Boston Celtics players in the playoffs. 

He could have folded to the Heat’s last minute separation but instead he had two 3-pointers coming to try to rise back up even when Rivers practically conceded to Miami. Yes, they lost. But his performance is nothing but a winner. God, I love this man.

May 30th
8:43 AM

REAL LIFE, YES?

This is just the beginning. I can tell you that much.

I can’t believe I’m about to hop into the employment bandwagon in a few. (.__.) It’s a good thing, yes, but the catch is, I AM STILL TIRED. Haha. Since, passing the board exam, I’ve been unemployed for four months already, so it is nothing but fitting to get my self hired, right? But it’s just that, the timing couldn’t be more.. untimely. (Lolwut?) 

You see, I love my unemployed life. So much. Sure, I get bored. But that’s why books, movies and friends exist diba? *u* When I got the call from my employer that I got the job, I was ecstatic. Really. Wow. I’m employed. But when all the ripples calmed down, the not-so-good-part keep on settling in, it’s like it’s propelling me out of the employment world before it’s too late. (No, I’m not taking it as a bad sign, just a ‘Good luck Jane, you’re gonna need it’ kind of warning. Haha. ☺)

So yeah, I’ve been like a very busy bee this past week or two, swinging by one government office to another, trying to furnish my requirements. TIN, SSS, Philhealth, Pag-ibig, anyone? Gosh, I’m old. But why, I like it. I so feel like a professional, a legit member of the workforce. 

But.(Of course, there’s a but.) When these things are already interfering with my batugan life, bam! there goes my will to continue, I so wanna head for the hills already!! Haha. Okay, you can call me Juana Tamad now. But no, srsly. Waking up early - as in like, 6 f*cking AM (god, what I would give to have my past noon wake-up time back), missing my ‘one movie per day’ routine (Safe, Gone, Mirror2, I really do want to watch you guys but I just can’t find the time to do so *sob*), and most of all, I am missing Celtics games!! /Laslaspulso Just when they need my cheer the most. Chos. Butdon’t worry about the prayers Celts, I got you. ✔ Atleast, may contribution. Hihi.*u*

So now, I’m currently spazzing my way to publishing this post because I have to hurry up for a 10am appointment with my suki seamstress. Hello heels and semi-formal attires! ☺

Dizizit.

May 25th
3:04 PM

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naa nakay uyab? hahaha

AGAY.

May 22nd
3:21 PM

You, LBJ, you.

So I just got off from a heating debate with Kram about Lebron James. And I was so into it that Papa, as if on cue, had to characteristically pop out the generic, not to mention very irritating question of ‘Why do you hate Lebron so much? He’s the best player in the league for crying out loud!’Blaaah. Blah. Blah. Well lucky him, I was so spent with Kram that I opted to shrug off and just lock myself in the room. 

But then again, his never dying question finally took its toll on my Lebron-hating self that I just have to spare some time tryna figure it out. (Haha. Dako kaayo akong problema dah.)

Why? What is it with Lebron that I just can’t bring my ass to root for him? Sure, I hated him for “The Decision” and the Not 1, not 2, but 8 championships crap, but I guess that’s not only it. Well, maybe, I just had to settle with the simple, glaring fact of him being him — the Lebron James. 

I mean c’mon, he is the Lebron James. The King. The promised one since the Michael Jordan era. The complete package. Just the right amount of mass, length and agility, not to mention topnotch basketball skills and athleticism. Hell, he can pass and create plays if he wants to. Or he can just drive through the basket with that unstoppable speed and sureness. Pick your poison.

But goodness gracious, why can’t he get it done!!?? He’s got everything he could possibly need — an equally talented partner, a sufficient bench. C’mon, you can’t ask for a deeper bench if you have James, Wade and Bosh in your team, can you? Besides, this team he have right here is way, way better than the one he had in his previous club. No offense meant.

Now, if the championship is all that matters to him, why can’t he just get past all these pressures, keep it on the sidelines, jump the gun and do what he does best in the court? Give the fans, and most importantly, himself, the ultimate satisfaction of bagging the championship trophy. Then consequently shutting the haters as the cherry on top.

Don’t get me wrong, the Celtics is and will always be my team. And I’m gonna diss on everyone who’s getting in the way of the 18th banner — him included. Besides, that’s what a normal loyal fan should do, right?  

But then again, that’s just my fan self talking. My objective self has something else to say. I just can’t discount Lebron’s overflowing potential that it comes to a point of disgusting frustration. Just when I’m about to concede to his greatness (especially when they knocked down the Celtics in 5 games last year), he choked right in the freaking Finals. Just when the chance is at the tip of his fingers, he slowly faded away from it. Like, what is the f*cking matter with you?

*I know he just got out from a video game stat but dude, as long as he is ringless, these criticisms won’t go away. And if Games 2 and 3 of the Heat-Pacers series were any indication, he isn’t that high-strung to be a champ. Because if he were, he wouldn’t have let two semi-final games slip away just like that. Don’t you think?*

May 18th
6:08 PM

One rainy afternoon with Kaibegs Yang

No picture of us cos we look shitty like that. Y’know, we worked our asses off for these foodies. Haha.

#AdvanceCelebrations

May 17th
5:58 PM

Don’t discount them just yet.

May 11th
12:12 AM

1,000,000 MEMORIES. 100,000 inside jokes. 10,000 great times. 1,000 hours of laughter. 100 secrets. 10 texts per minute. 1 BEST FRIEND. 

Happy 21st kaibegs! Cheers to a decade of pure fun, laughter, drama and downright craziness! I ♥ you so so so much. ☺

1,000,000 MEMORIES. 100,000 inside jokes. 10,000 great times. 1,000 hours of laughter. 100 secrets. 10 texts per minute. 1 BEST FRIEND.

Happy 21st kaibegs! Cheers to a decade of pure fun, laughter, drama and downright craziness! I ♥ you so so so much. ☺

May 8th
7:08 PM

It’s Zooey, baby. ♥

So I was aimlessly surfing ‘round the internet (cos refreshing Facebook, Tumblr, and Twitter every 5 seconds can only take so far) when I came around a very stunning picture of Zooey Deschanel. I first saw and instantly fell in love (platonically of course) with her in 500 days of Summer ‘bout two years ago — which, by the way, is easily my most favorite film not themed as badass action. ☺

Anyway, so where were we? Oh yeah, Zooey.. I mean, she is the perfect Summer! No one could have fit the character more than she did. What with the crooked teeth, ridiculously blue eyes which looked like it just swallowed the Pacific ocean, pristine complexion and.. can you just google a picture of her? Haha. I’m trying but I’m not good in vivid writing. As you can see, I totally suck at it. 

*Oh here, I googled it for you. Hihi. ☺* 

But really, more than the physical attributes, it’s her personality that is infinitely striking to me. She just exudes that right amount of flirty and reserved she could keep everyone guessing all the time. It’s like one moment, you think you had it all figured out then another moment, you’re lost in her complexity. Mind blowing, to say the least.

Okay, now, I feel bad for Tom. ☹

But everyone who have seen the movie’s gotta admit that what Summer did was badass! Such a fcuking great slap to the entire dreaming human populace. I mean, let’s get real, happy ever after don’t always happen loves. No. *Forever alone syndrome y’all*

So now, I haven’t really gotten over my fascination with her as Summer and here she goes again with another one of a kind character as Jess in Fox’s sitcom, New Girl. Again. No one could have portrayed Jess better than her. And no, I won’t go into explaining anymore so let go of that breath already. ☺

Summer.. Jess.. Summer.. Jess.. 

Oh Zooey..

May 4th
6:21 PM

Perks of being unemployed.☺

So I’m done with The Room and as expected it was a good read. Quite entertaining even. It’s fascinating how Donoghue was able to tell the readers a rather horrible story in a very heart-warming and moving way. To know what I’m blabbering about here, just go read the book babe.  It won’t disappoint.

Now as promised, I tried (“tried” being the operative word) to get back on Sanctuary but it’s still too creepy for a scaredy cat like me. I’d still take badass-ery more than creepy-ery anytime. So I’m hopping on another read as we speak (or as you read this right now). ☺ I know. I know. It’s not like Sanctuary’s plot’s gonna change while I delay reading it, but my courage might be. *Fingers and toes crossed*

Anyhow, here’s my new baby:

I know the cover makes you think it’s all about a damsel in distress being rescued by her knight in shining armour. I mean, what with all the feminine facade complete with floral details, pink fonts and dainty font styles but I tell you, it’s far from a full blast romantic book. It’s actually about a heroine (FBI agent) protecting the US first lady and, urgh, I suck at this, so here’s a pictured attempt to explaining the gist of the book instead: 

See? HAHA. Well, I’m still on the early few chapters so a little romance might just brew along the way but here’s to hoping there’s none! *Forever alone syndrome kicking in*

Anyway, aside from books, I also turn to movies to keep me occupied in this unemployed bunk I’m in. This week, my best friend (Kez) and I have been house hopping from my place to Keith’s to Kez’s and back to mine. Aside from that, you can squeeze in there hanging out with surprisingly fun to be with people (Kentois and Jerik’s corny-ness anyone? ), an hour worth of travel to my place just to beg Mom for a mango float and Paksiw (yum ), a trip to the movie house, and a very humid night by the beach. Yes, you read that right, a humid night by the beach. Jesus, there was not even a single gush of wind. Global warming has gotten worse. Tsk.

Anyhow, back to movies, lemme share with you the flicks I’ve watched this week: (There’s still no ‘Think like a man’ *insert saddest face*)

1. Contraband

This is what I’m talking about! Haha. Mark Wahlberg didn’t disappoint. His character was the infamous houdini smuggler. He makes sneaking out a striking red ferrari a piece of cake. Whoa, I make that sound as if smuggling is such a pretty job but hey, this’s prolly just my satisfied self talking. ☺

2. Chronicle

It’s a nice movie. But that’s all I can say… nice. Kept me hanging in there but no oh-my-god-this-movie-is-awesomesauce factor. 

3. 21 Jump Street

Man, this is hilarious. If you’re looking for an endorphin fix, then this movie is the way to go. ☺ And can I just say Channing Tatum is so fine even in a dumb young cop character? :*

4. The Odds

So-so. Tsk. I like the main kid though, ever since the movie, Pressed.

5. We bought a zoo

Heart-warming with the 20-second bravery and all. ♥

6. Crew 2 crew

Boredom, movie-fied. -__-

7. The Avengers

I’m pretty sure everyone around here have watched it, so there’s no need for explaining. Anyway, who’s your fave avenger? ☺ Mine’s Hulk all the way! His scenes were just adorbs in a very.. well.. Hulk-y way. ☺

Well, that’s pretty much how my week went. How about yours love? ♥

May 1st
1:52 AM
My current read. ☺ It reeks of a children’s book aura. And yes, not my kind of read again. But the psycho in Nora Robert’s Sanctuary is driving me up in the wall, I badly need a breather. Ergo, I gave “The room” a once over and made a go for it. Besides, a little switch of book genre might just keep me from being jumpy at the slightest stimuli. Geez, I can’t even look at a person holding an old-school-camera without sizing them up. Worse, I’m developing this very compelling urge to smash that person right then and there. Haha. Harsh,  but aren’t we all? (Sanctuary is by the way about a psycho photographer stalking on another lady photog and is hellbent to killing her in a very unnerving way. Creepy, right?)
Also the book’s loaned to me by Kram, of all people. Describing him as a book-phobic (if there’s such a word, which I’m pretty sure there’s not) don’t do any justice to his aversion from anything on print. And mind you, that’s not a subjective statement, that’s a fact. Hold me to it. Well I guess, people do change.. But I still can’t wrap my head around the thought of him finishing a book,  let alone a 321-page, font 8 one. Must. Be. A. Very. Good. Read.
Anyhow, on a none why-I’m-reading-this-book-note, I’m actually still on page 5. So I hafta keep up with my reading tomorrow. I’m giving myself 3 days, tops, to finish this. Thought that’s long enough leeway for me to gather up the courage to get back on Sanctuary again. So will prolly bring this to Keith’s thanksgiving in Coconut Bay tomorrow, partly to compensate and largely, to kill time. No swimming for me. Can’t afford a single buck, cos I’m a sore unemployed loser and the bastard (I love you) shamelessly made us shoulder the pool fee. Pft.
Anyway, that’s just about it loves. Sleep tight. ♥ /brb, beating my 2am bedtime. :)

My current read.  It reeks of a children’s book aura. And yes, not my kind of read again. But the psycho in Nora Robert’s Sanctuary is driving me up in the wall, I badly need a breather. Ergo, I gave “The room” a once over and made a go for it. Besides, a little switch of book genre might just keep me from being jumpy at the slightest stimuli. Geez, I can’t even look at a person holding an old-school-camera without sizing them up. Worse, I’m developing this very compelling urge to smash that person right then and there. Haha. Harsh,  but aren’t we all? (Sanctuary is by the way about a psycho photographer stalking on another lady photog and is hellbent to killing her in a very unnerving way. Creepy, right?)

Also the book’s loaned to me by Kram, of all people. Describing him as a book-phobic (if there’s such a word, which I’m pretty sure there’s not) don’t do any justice to his aversion from anything on print. And mind you, that’s not a subjective statement, that’s a fact. Hold me to it. Well I guess, people do change.. But I still can’t wrap my head around the thought of him finishing a book,  let alone a 321-page, font 8 one. Must. Be. A. Very. Good. Read.

Anyhow, on a none why-I’m-reading-this-book-note, I’m actually still on page 5. So I hafta keep up with my reading tomorrow. I’m giving myself 3 days, tops, to finish this. Thought that’s long enough leeway for me to gather up the courage to get back on Sanctuary again. So will prolly bring this to Keith’s thanksgiving in Coconut Bay tomorrow, partly to compensate and largely, to kill time. No swimming for me. Can’t afford a single buck, cos I’m a sore unemployed loser and the bastard (I love you) shamelessly made us shoulder the pool fee. Pft.

Anyway, that’s just about it loves. Sleep tight. ♥ /brb, beating my 2am bedtime. :)