hi welcome to my little space where my soul could actually breathe.
to my little room where my heart could talk freely.
to my little corner where i get to be me.



Saturday, June 03, 2006
stupid saturdays...satire under the moonlight

my current guilty pleasure is this korean soap called my girl.....why? coz it's funny but truth is...i have a huge huge crush on the male lead...lee dong wook....shit spelling his name is already making me giggle...so not me.....in tagalog kilig...here's the pic...

 

oh well...next week is enrollment period and i don't even know if i could still enroll...god i am at the mercy of the admissions committe of fine arts...hate being in this situation where you have to be as good as a lamb...ugh....again so not me

when i woke up this morning i saw candy mag with a small picture of sam concepcion(my 12 year old crush)...i had to read it somehow....i got glued to the magazine!!!...why??? coz the magazine is sooo full of teenage preppin shit....god i almost vomitted my whole being just reading it...but i enjoyed bashing the mag...no offense though...anyway back to the sam topic...god if only the child was a little older...i'm willing to wait for him till i'm 22...making him 18 and very legal....haha

i'm currently addicted to yahoo! answers....haha...weirdly addicting in nature...i also discovered i'm a better drawer now than i was before....and a good camera could get you a long way...haha

 

 

 


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Friday, June 02, 2006
miss teen philippines

yesterday, i went to UP theatre to watch miss teen philippines live...to support one of my cousins...it was her first ever try at any beauty pageant and to be one of the 40 girls up there that stage is already a feat...anyway it was fun sorry i have no pictures to show coz the camera lost its hotwire....

by the way she made it to the semi-final round....and then she blacked out....she can't believe it herslf that she made it....haha...pls watch the telecast on sunday june 4 at studio 23 10:30pm

before i forget the name of my cousin is beauty gonzales candidate number 8

i found another interseting article...this one's by particia evangelista....a piece that won her an international speech competion

Patricia's winning piece delivered at the 2004 International Public Speaking Competition held in London.

Blonde and Blue Eyes

When I was little, I wanted what many Filipino children all over the country wanted. I wanted to be blond, blue-eyed, and white. I thought - if I just wished hard enough and was good enough, I'd wake up on Christmas morning with snow outside my window and freckles across my nose!

More than four centuries under western domination does that to you. I have 16 cousins. In a couple of years, there will just be five of us left in the Philippines. The rest will have gone abroad in search of "greener pastures". It's not just anomaly; it is a trend, the Filipino Diaspora. Today, about eight million Filipinos are scattered around the world.

There are those who disapprove of Filipinos who choose to leave. I used to be one of them. Maybe this is a natural reaction of someone who was left behind, smiling for family pictures that get emptier with each succeeding year. Desertion, I called it. My country is a a land that has perpetually fought for the freedom to be itself. Our heroes offered their lives in the struggle against the Spanish, the American, the Japanese.

To pack up and deny that identity is tantamount to spitting on that sacrifice. Or is it? I don't think so, not anymore. True, there is no denying this phenomenon, aided by the fact that what was once the other side of the world is now a twelve-hour plane ride away. But this is a borderless world, where no individual can claim to be purely from where he is now.

My mother is of Chinese descent, my father is a quarter Spanish, and I call myself a pure Filipino - a hybrid of sorts resulting from a combination of cultures. Each square mile anywhere in the world is made up of people of different ethnicities, with national identities and individual personalities. Because of this, each square mile is already a microcosm of the world. In as much as this blessed spot that is England is the world, so is my neighborhood back home. Seen this way, the Filipino Diaspora, or any sort of dispersal of populations, is not as ominous as so many claim. It must be understood.

I come from a Third World country, one that is still trying mightily to get back on its feet after many years of dictatorship. But we shall make it, given more time, especially now, when we have thousands of eager young minds that graduate from college every year. They have skills. They need jobs. We cannot absorb them all.

A borderless world presents a bigger opportunity, yet one that is not so much abandonment but an extension of identity. Even as we take, we give back. We are the 40,000 skilled nurses who support the UK's National Health Service. We are the quarter-of-a-million seafarers manning most of the world's commercial ships. We are your software engineers in Ireland, your construction workers in the Middle East, your doctors and caregivers in North America, and, your musical artist in London's West End. Nationalism isn't bound by time or place. People from other nations migrate to create new nations, yet still remain essentially who they are. British society is itself an example of a multi-cultural nation, a melting pot of races, religions, arts and cultures. We are, indeed, in a borderless world!

Leaving sometimes isn't a matter of choice. It's coming back that is. The Hobbits of the shire traveled all over Middle-Earth, but they chose to come home, richer in every sense of the word. We call people like these balikbayans or the 'returnees' - those who followed their dream, yet choose to return and share their mature talents and good fortunes.

In a few years, I may take advantage of whatever opportunities come my way. But I will come home. A borderless world doesn't preclude the idea of a home. I'm a Filipino, and I'll always be one. It isn't about just geography; it isn't about boundaries. It's about giving back to the country that shaped me. And that's going to be more important to me than seeing snow outside my windows on a bright Christmas morning.

Mabuhay and Thank you.


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Friday, May 26, 2006
it's entitledvery happy ...getting fatter and fatter...regine convert

i'm very happy today coz i finally found that long lost regine velasquez stint on gma7's millenium show...undoubtedly the best show ever staged in this country and what a way to end an extravaganza...of course nothing short of a spectacle...here's the clip...it's entitled written in the sands

god...i hate it...im getting fatter and fatter by the day...my super fit jeans doesn't fit me anymore...everyday i wake up witha nightmare but i forget about it and remember better things are headded my way anyway....

sorry for the delay of chador i had to stop production coz my dad arrived but i will resume on monday....update you soon!!!


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Friday, May 12, 2006
chaotic divisoria....it's raining today...at last!!!

yesterday, i went to divisoria-- the bargain capital of the philippines, it's been a while since i have been there and god was i shocked by how much more chaotic it turned out to be....the number of people there could equal that of the pre-christmas panic shopping season only it's summer and yesterday was just scorching hot!!!! i almost fucking fainted....

well moving on....i went there to buy lace and stuff for my reworked fashion....god things these days are expensive...everything(the ribbons, lace, threads, buttons, chords, beads and a yard of fabric) costed me about $10...whis is equivalent to a day and a halfs minimum wage worker here in the third world...

after DV i went to ride the train to Anonas cubao-- one of the ukay-ukay capitals of manila (read: vintage bargain finds). there i bought some stuffs and ended up buying a top, 3 skirts and 2 dresses...then i went home feeling sick...and then i slept....

today, i woke up happy beacuse it's raining...yes!!! it feels really cool outside and i'm lovin it...i just hope the raging sun doesn't shine today...i am really tired of the sun and my skin is aging so fast i might look like thrice my age if this summer heat still continues!!!...

i watched crash...yes'yes i get to only watch it today....and god was it a masterpiece! it was really really beautiful....yah it did deserve its oscar win....the whole web of individual lives entwined together by destiny and its main subject racism in modern times when everybody thought it was gone...it is just perfect....i suggest you people wath it too.....

oh well here's another bjork clip that i love...who is it is the title...alexander mcqueen made her fabulous fabulous dress...one of the best designers of the 21st century...love him love him love him.....and of course bjork...


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Thursday, May 11, 2006
chador cult couture

yesterday was hectic for moi but funnnn!!!!!....i was reworking my old shirts that spell fugly as if youll never see the light of day again/....anyways...i then decided to rework some old womens clothes that i intend to sell...yes sell...hahah...i cen smell cash na....harhar....

well today i officially am putting up my online store called...you guessed it right!!!--chador cult couture....it will sell one of a kind original piceces made by yours truly and maybe some other stuff....keep you updated....just contact me if you want to order...the pics will be up on monday or tuesday.... the site is still under overhaul though....

ciao lovies...gotta keep workin!!!...oh ya my number is 09178668389


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Wednesday, May 10, 2006
vespertine....

god... i am sooo stressed right now and i kinda don't want to be disturbed....

i flunked acet (as if i cared)....anyway i went to i love you store yesterday--one of manila's best kept sectrets-- met with some of their interns...hahaha...diffrent kind of fun....

i am sooo in love with bjork right know....everything about her is just sooo addicting her austerity, her wardrobe (from the swan faux pas to the sophia kokosalaki gargauntian olympic sized how many tons does it wiegh gown)...her perspective about life....here is an interview about her i got from the net wich i sooo relate to in some way.....

Liz Hoggard
Sunday March 13, 2005
The Observer

It's impossible to be neutral about Björk. Her critics certainly have plenty of ammunition. She eats roast puffin. She has a bonkers fashion sense and speaks in a mix of Nordic and Mockney. Spitting Image made a puppet of her. She had a very public fight at Bangkok airport with a photographer who got too close to her son (images of Björk banging the woman's head on the floor went round the world). Director Lars Von Trier even claimed she tried to eat her dress during filming of Dancer in the Dark .

But for many people, her arrival on the late-Eighties British music scene (as part of the Icelandic punk band, the Sugarcubes; then as a solo artist) was a breath of fresh air. We'd not seen such an exotic, counterculture figure - one who wore plaits for heaven's sake - since the days of Lene Lovich. Broadly speaking, women in rock are 'babes' or 'troubled', but the image of Björk sprinting down the street in Spike Jonze's 1995 video, It's So Quiet (performing dance steps from a 1940s MGM musical) made it clear she has no time for sexual stereotypes. Neither model-thin, nor conventionally gorgeous, her stage charm rests on her sheer vitality.

Her only 'weak' spot seemed to be her relationships with men. Her marriage to Sugarcubes bassist Thor Eldon ended when their son was only a baby (she was a single mother at 22). There were broken engagements to bad boys, Goldie and Tricky, but no one seemed to match her intellectually. Then, four years ago, she met the American multi-media artist Matthew Barney (best known for his surreal Cremaster Cycle of films). Today, they live in Noel Coward's old house across the Hudson from Manhattan, with their baby daughter, Isadora. It seems a marriage of true eccentrics. Barney is a master provocateur (in 2003, he filled New York's Guggenheim with tapioca, petroleum jelly and beeswax) and he has worked as an athlete, model and medic - so one senses conversation is never dull.

The couple guard their privacy fiercely, but for the first time they are working together. Björk is writing a soundtrack for Barney's new film, Drawing Restraint 9, to be premiered in June in Japan. 'It's really liberating to do a project that's not just about me,' she enthuses. 'I mean I love being a very personal singer-songwriter, but I also like being a scientist or explorer.'

When I arrive for the interview, she is sprawled on the sofa, shoes off, eating tuna salad (no puffin today). She has flown in unexpectedly to talk about two new projects close to her heart. First she is releasing a DVD of videos filmed for her latest album, Medulla, widely regarded as a return to form. It's full of images of Björk dressed in a 50kg Alexander McQueen dress covered in tiny bells, and also as a hay bale (don't ask). Best of all is a spoof documentary following the making of Jonze's video for her single, Triumph of a Heart, an everyday tale of a woman and her commitment-phobic lover (played by a tabby cat called Nietzsche). The action winds up in a mad Icelandic bar with Björk's artist friends downing vodka and yodelling. It's the equivalent of a pub crawl with Björk.

Of course she was working with Jonze and Michel Gondry long before they became Hollywood stars. We talk about the success of Gondry's film, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. 'Michel did a great work there. He gave Kate [Winslet] who's obviously such a huge spirit, such a vivacious lady, so much space. Usually when you see females in movies, they feel like they have these metallic structures around them, they are caged in by male energy. But she could be at her full volume without restrictions.' A contrast, one senses with von Trier, who loves brutalising his actresses.

A true fashion radical, Björk champions designers like Rei Kawakubo and Sophia Kokosalaki (who made the 'curtain' she wore to the 2004 Olympics). She would never wear jeans and a T-shirt, she says, because they are 'a symbol of white American imperialism, like drinking Coca-Cola'. Her most famous fashion faux pas was wearing a swan outfit to the 2000 Oscars (she claims it was a conceptual joke). Does she ever tire of being eccentric? 'It's like music. So long as it's a form of self-expression, I'm quite into it, but not when it becomes about power status. I do try and wear stuff by unknown designers, and I make sure I pay because if nothing else I have money.'

Today she is wearing a vintage yellow garment that is very nearly a dress, accessorised with an orange tracksuit top, silver shoes and gold handbag. A dusting of blue eyeshadow highlights her feathery eyebrows and wonderful flat cheekbones. She looks lovely. But she is also endearingly fidgety: scratching like a small child, twisting in her chair and trying to keep her dress this side of modest.

And yet one senses a new seriousness. Björk's other project is a charity album, with all proceeds going to Unicef. It is a collection of cover versions and mixes of her 1995 song, Army of Me (the most covered Björk track ever). She posted a message on her website giving fans a week to submit tracks, then whittled 600 down to 20. With its defiant lyrics ('And if you complain once more, you'll meet an army of me'), the song is classic Björk: brutal yet tender. And it has inspired an extraordinary mix of interpretations - from Canadian extreme metal to country.

She says it humbled her: 'I was on the 12th floor in Manhattan listening to all the versions, and I could see into all these windows. I suddenly realised that in all the bedrooms all around the world, there are people so busy doing so many things. After that, I stopped walking past houses thinking, "Oh this is just a place where people are couch potatoes and lead mundane lives".'

She'd been planning the charity album for several years, but the devastation of the tsunami in South East Asia proved the catalyst. Why does she think we responded so strongly when other humanitarian disasters are ignored? 'I think because it happened just a month after the Bush election, it made people think they really had a say in rebuilding things, that they could make a difference. For the first time since the Vietnam War there seems a universal feeling among common people that they don't agree with the people who are ruling the world.'

A self-confessed 'punk anarchist', she found herself politicised by the Iraq war. 'People like me who don't follow the news that much, suddenly I was looking online every day, just to see what was going on. I don't know about you, but whatever I was doing, having dinner with music people or plumbers (a lot of my family are electricians and carpenters), everyone was talking about the war and how they disagreed with it - or agreed with it, but everyone had a position. So although it has been destructive and disastrous, the good thing is that people actually want to have a say.

'A lot of the time I get obsessed by little nerdy things in my corner that no one else is interested in. I have that nerd factor in my character. So for once I was interested in something everyone else was interested in. I'm not going to talk like I know about politics, because I'm a total amateur, but maybe I can be a spokesperson for people who aren't normally interested in politics.'

Her last album Medulla was certainly her most political - but in a unique way. She came up with an a capella album featuring only human voices: yodelling, beatbox, Icelandic choral music. It was, she says, a way to counter 'stupid American racism and patriotism' after 9/11. 'I was saying, "What about the human soul? What happened before we got involved in problematic things like civilisation and religion and nationhood?"'

The other major influence on Medulla (Latin for 'marrow') was Björk's pregnancy with Isadora: the album is full of touching, visceral songs about birth. 'I became really aware of my muscles and bones. Your body just takes over and does incredible things.' Now 39, Björk is an example of a modern gap mother, with a three-year-old daughter and an 18-year-old son (Sindri now lives with his father in Reykjavik, where Björk also spends part of the year).

'It's interesting for me to bring up a girl. You go to the toy store and the female characters there - Cinderella, the lady in Beauty and the Beast - their major task is to find Prince Charming. And I'm like, wait a minute - it's 2005! We've fought so hard to have a say, and not just live through our partners, and yet you're still seeing two-year-old girls with this message pushed at them that the only important thing is to find this amazing dress so that the guy will want you. It's something my mum pointed out to me when I was little - so much that I almost threw up - but she's right.'

She's open about the problems of balancing family and work. 'It's incredible how nature sets females up to take care of people, and yet it is tricky for them to take care of themselves.' Slightly to her astonishment she is becoming interested in women's rights. Because of her mother's own militancy - 'she wouldn't enter the kitchen, I mean come on' - she reacted the other way, adoring housework, knitting and sewing.

But recently, 'I have been noticing how much harder it is for me and my girlfriends to juggle things than it is for men. In the 1990s, there was a lot of optimism: we thought we'd finally sorted out equal rights for men and women ... and then suddenly it just crashed. I think this is my first time in all the hundreds of interviews I've done, that I've actually jumped on the feminist bandwagon. In the past I always wanted to change the subject. But I think now it's time to bring up all these issues. I wish it wasn't, but I'll do it, I'm up for doing the dirty work!'

Will it inspire new songs? 'It's definitely brewing inside me. Maybe if Medulla was my personal, idiosyncratic statement about politics, whatever I do next is going to be my eccentric view of feminism. It's like any major upheaval, whether it's the revolution in France or punk for me in the 1970s, you break up all the corruption and fuck up all the bad things, so you can start really fresh. But it's the law of nature that it all settles again, so you have to keep checking yourself. You can't ever say, "OK, we sorted out corruption and everyone is equal." So I might become a feminist in my old age!'

Born Björk Gudmundsdottir in Reykjavik in 1965, she grew up in a hippy commune with her mother and stepfather, a blues musician. 'I was brought up feeling that my mother had sacrificed herself for me. Fortunately she's now got a little business doing homeopathy from home, but she's almost 60. I'm still desperate to get over that sense of guilt. I don't want my baby to feel that.'

An infant prodigy, she released her first album aged 11 and was touring the world by 18, when the Sugarcubes' first single Birthday went global. She spent years living in London, but decamped to New York in 2000, driven out by British tabloids and a terrible incident where a 21-year-old 'fan' videotaped his own suicide after mailing an acid bomb to her record company.

Like fellow emigré David Bowie, she prefers the anonymity of New York, 'where they only have one tabloid, not four all competing against each other'. She says that she resolutely avoids celebrity parties but one day might like to run a music school for children. 'Part of me is probably more conservative than people realise. I like my old string quartets, I don't like music that's trippy for trippy's sake.' I say she seems slightly wistful about being back in London. Does she miss us? 'I love England. It's no coincidence it's the first place I moved to for a more cosmopolitan life, which is the only thing Iceland lacks. You can be a very critical, unforgiving people, you knock people down when you should be cheering. But criticism can be good. And this is a country that loves comedy. I saw a poll this week of top BBC moments, and the first five were all from comedies like The Office and Monty Python. You are very good at skimming corruption off the top and revealing the integrity inside. In Britain things have to be pure,' she grins, 'You just don't get away with bullshitting.' .....

god...i lovelovelovelove bjork...she is just an epitome of what to me is ideal...idiosyncratic but with purpose...not just for the sake of being idiosyncratic.....she just takes the words out of my mouth...

anyway im kinda busy refashioning my fug shirts...

and here's her video in  athens 2004...the song is entitled oceania from her album medulla..

vespertine is my fave cd from her....hahaha...ciao


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Tuesday, May 09, 2006
agendas....

my agenda for today:

1. go to the  ateneo and get my decision letter...

2. go to marikina shoe expo in cubao

3. or maybe marikina itself.....

4. i dunno i just want to get my fat ass out of this house.....

5. i want to buy this cool book entitled "1001 albums you should hear before you die"... inside there's bjork--my new rave fave-- sigur ros, britney spears, the fugees, lauryn hill, norah jones, madonna of course, basta....it is really nice...wish i had the money nga eh.....


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it's been a while.

yesterday was cool....went to the ateneo but didn't do anything there coz i freaked by the number of people...how they're gonna see me in drab...over my dead body will the public see me in drab.... just met up with my friend...still has a problematic lovelife..hope she finds happinness without sacrificing herself....was gonna watch movie sana but the showing were all alanganin( please translate nalang in english)....so i went to store for all seasons-- a store owned by cecile zamora and mich dulce-- to check out some new stuff (you guys should really go there it...fashion there is really fashion in contraire to all these SM tenants... and the artworks are really cool too!!!)...made chika with Xtina(their sales clerk) and then went home....

on my way home, i had a lot of thoughts running through my mind...god, everytime i see poooor people thoughts rush in...why is my country neglected by its own people? etc. oh well....what really got my day surprisingly interesting  was...

last late night i traveled the philippines...haha...it's such a miracle that a country roughly the size of california could give US a run for their money with its bio and socio diversity...a drive from Aneheim to LA roughly equivalents a mountain range and two different tribes of two very distinct culture and tradition here in Flip. haha ....that's why i find it really ironic how this country could be sooo rich yet be soo poor....moving on, last night the tboli tribe of south cotabato and the ivatan of batanes (on two different channels) was featured....the tboli is famous for their woven fabrics with impecable pattern that resulted from intricate weaving known as tinalak--the exact same fabric jean paul gaultier in his african inspired haute couture show... these fabrics reflect their interpretation of the environment, their customs, and their spirituality...the process itself is already a test of their spirituality; due to the highly intricate patterns of their fabric they sometimes get lost and entail the help of fudalu their god for weaving... in response fudalu helps them remember where they set off and on they continue with their weaving... what's even more amazing is the fact that they abstain from sex during the duration of the weaving (the process takes about 2 weeks to 3 months to finish) because of its sanctity.... other than their tinalak they are also famous with their brass works and the fact that their artwork is their life and their life is their artwork....

(a sample of the tinalak fabric)

the ivatan on the other hand are famous for their stone houses-- houses that were forged to battle even the strongest of storms-- this was necessary because batanes is strategically located to greet storms and bid them goodbye everytime thses storms enter the philippine shores...too bad the show focused more on the foreign poachers (read: taiwanese) that are plaguing the batanes people and threatening their main source of livelihood--fish....but they still manage to feature the pristine beauty of batanes...their culture of hardwork and honesty...the latter best exemplified by their honesty coffeshop in ivana....that's about it...

having seen these shows made me realize my country could be in the running to be one of the most beautiful in the world both in landscape and culture and it really saddens me that very few of my fellow people are actually interested in preserving our nation's beauty ,but would be more intersted in migrating and be treated as second class citizens....it saddens me even more that educational intstitutions are the ones encouraging my fellow countrymen to leave...replacing jose rizal with the statue of liberty as the symbol of promise...i don't know why are these things happening...i just hope i can contribute to a change for the better of this nation dying from stagnation..... 


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Friday, May 05, 2006
yesterday is today's tomorrow....whatever that means

i was watching oprah last wednesday night and she featured this sinday poitier guy...he's black, he's old but he's very very inspiring....i can't forget the words that he uttered before oprah on one of her flashback episodes...."i know i am black, this is who i am, but i didn't know that my color would be a barrier...i will not just be your equal but i will achieve higher than you..."...

did nothing yesterday except wash my bargain finds...and the funny thing is while i was washing them(handwashing) my cell phone slipped into the wash bin (my cell phone's 3210...maybe the oldest surviving unit)....but the even funnier thing when i thought the thing is already dead ...it turned on!!!...this was pretty miraculous considering that this is only a $20 phone-haha beat that!....oh well...

the rest of the day was devoted to downloading songs...broadway songs...specifically lion king braodway...hahah...i find it really addicting that african choir singing in the background...haha

paris was eliminated yeaterday...i hope chris wins....

got nothing to say....oh ya did you know the balenciaga creative head was named as time 100 most influential...the name is Nicholas Ghesquiere, 35 ...he's cute ha ...he's one of my very few crushes in the fashion world... i'd marry him if he asks me..haha

ciao!!!

 

 


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Thursday, May 04, 2006
wednesday high.

my day kicked off at around 12 in the afternoon.... yahyah...i have minor insomia and my body clock is really not the best.... went to randall's shop...just hang around there stuffs...he fed me again... and when i say feed that means in gargauntian proportions (read: a hamburger the size of a plate, a liter of coke, three sticks of bbq which could have escalated to god knows how many hadn't i strongly refused haha, and rice with fried dumplings) haha was fun but was overly full...after that i took the bus and was supposedly going home until.....

i jumped off at cubao 'station' (in this side of the world a pavement can be called a station)... walked a mile and rode the infamous srt(strong republic transit) to anonas...what was i doing there?...i was treasure hunting for cheap clothing... im a designer i need to look like one you know?/...well in the end i got a skirt with lumberjack prints that can be buttoned down...i am planning on wearing it as a poncho, a fur hat that was too small for my head but i still bought it coz it's sooo cute, a fur stole with cute rabbit faces on each end, a neck tie with somewhat faded paisely prints, and an oversized grinch tee that i am planning to rework....anyway before i finally got home....

i sidetrpped to the bookstore to buy the latest issue of icon magazine the premier gay magazine of the philippines...polo ravales is the current cover (read: hot shortie model and actor) and the issue talks about everybody's favorite topic: SEX- at least under the gay community but im sure it's also the hypocritic and pretentious straight community's fave topic too- hahah just jokin.....the mag is soo addicting i keep on reading it from cover to cover and i just can't get enough of it...

before i say byebye,....i was watchin american idol last night and i have a big crush on chris, katharine's growing on me, i find elliot cute but i still want paris to win.

ciao that's all!!!!


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