Rise and Shine

Moved out

In western cultures its pretty much the norm that once you've turned 18 or 21 you should be making plans to get out of the house. Parents start giving hints like dropping the property section of the paper on your lap and yelling at you to move out.

Back in high school, I knew many that moved out because they couldn't stand living with their parents. Step parents and the high school I-know-everything-the-world-doesn't-understand -me-I’m-gonna-be-emo-for-the-next-few-years attitude don’t' mix too well.

Its only once your paying rent, water bills, gas bills, insurance and phone bills do you realise that there's more to it than just having a roof over the head.

I think because of my Asian heritage, I’m not really expected to move out until I get married.

Which is good coz I’m not planning to get married any time soon (Lisa, please don’t' invite my gf to a wedding expo).

Those who have moved say it’s liberatingly good because you can do anything you want. Eat out, eat in, sleep-in till the afternoon, walk around naked, leave the toilet seat up, have the music loud.

Freedom is nice, but I already had that. My parents are very understanding and don’t' mind me walking around naked reading the paper. They know I’m responsible enough to know what I’m doing and as long as I help around the house once in a while, everything is nice and peachy.

So how come you've moved out Will? If my mom were living in this country I’d move in with her! Free food!

Now this might sound weird, but I think I just wanted more responsibility.

I wanted to look after myself. I wanted to be responsible for doing my own cooking, cleaning, laundry (I felt bad for someone else having to remove the stains on my briefs). I know I won't learn anything if I’m in pamperland forever.

I know where I'm staying now is not my forever home. Its just a stepping stone to my own castle. But how else can I take care of somebody if I can't take care of myself right?

Now I just have to figure out why my white shirts have turned purple.

Golden Year of the Pig

Straight after Valentines day, we've got another red coloured event happening - Chinese New year!

Unlike the rest of Asia who celebrate this time of the year with holidays, grand family gatherings, tons of food, red packets and fortune cookies, its business as usual for Filipinos like me.

Not until I came to Australia did I learn how important this event was. Its about as important to Chinese as Christmas is to Christians.

Because of the strong catholic influence in the Philippines, I've only thought of Chinese New Year as merely a moon cake baking season.

Chinese new year is probably also the worst time to travel to Chinese countries. All the shops are closed and everyone is visiting relatives or are at the temple or at home playing mah-jong.

So whats installed for me this new year? According to this, I will suffer much from frustration and delays, but they are minor setbacks for greater things. And that I'll be traveling!
And that I'll be moving houses!

ZOMG!! ITS SOOO TRUE!! I'm already very sexually frustrated.... because my purchased orders haven't arrived!! And yes, I've traveled to Geraldton and planning to maybe holiday to Singapore sometime the middle of this year. And I've moved houses! Its all true!

So it looks like this golden year of the pig, which happens once every 600 years, is a good year for me. I hope its a good year for everybody else too.

Will's Lucky-Lucky Yummy-Yummy Chinese New Year Hamper

Hope and Will

hope is the belief that something desired will happen
will is the inner strength that makes it happen

Sweetchic, one year ago I asked you a question.

Thank you for 'going steady' with me :)
I wouldn't have taken no for an answer anyways :)

Happy one year

Three on Three

With Valentines just around the corner, I've decided to make a post on love. Not love in a emo-rollercoaster-soul-searching kind of way, but my love for things that ‘complete me’ as much as Jerry did for Dorothy. These are just three things that I adore.

Without these, my life would be like a box of chocolates, an empty one.

KFC with Rice
This year also saw the beginning of my long distance relationship with Mr Colonel Sanders.

Due to indulgence during the Christmas break, several pairs of pants and shorts have lost buttons - unable to hold my expanding gut :(

Drastic times calls for drastic measures.

So I've decided to skip fast food until my birthday in June. Its a hard path to follow, especially when I’m so used to munching on big macs and cheeseburgers strategically located 3 minutes away.

Now I try and find comfort in nectarines, plums and rockmelons.

But when I pass a familiar red and white striped restaurant, my nostrils torment me with the delicious smell of chicken pressured cooked in 12 secret herbs and spices. Ooooohh. I can imagine it now smothered with gravy, nestled on a bed of rice.

While I *heart* KFC from afar until June, KFC, know that you'll always have a special place in my heart.


World Wide Web
I think I spend about 6 hours a day in front of the computer. That’s a lot considering I’m only getting about 5 hours sleep a night (seriously not good).

If I spent that much time in front of Microsoft Word, I'd seriously start having impure thoughts of the Microsoft Paper clip. Thankfully I have web access to keep me sane. With Internet, I can access news and stories which I spend hours on-end reading.

Today I was reading about the Bugatti that was featured in Top Gear last night. What a monster.

Without the Internet, I wouldn't have a blog. My blog has allows me express myself and at the same time enjoy the colourful lives of people all around the world. Kinda like "Big Brother" and their diary room, only there’s no eviction, million dollar prize or surprise intruders.

The other reasons why I love Internet - Mp3, ebay, DivX and of course, pR0n. Without these I think the Internet wouldnt' have thrived so well.

I *heart* Internet

Final Fantasy 12
I've been having wet dreams about this game for ages now. The Japanese version was released March 06 and US version October 06. That’s a lotta months drooling at screenshots from gaming sites, wishing and hoping that the Australian version be out soon.

I am a big, big, BIG fan of the final fantasy series. I've played through most of the Final Fantasy games and enjoyed them all. I only missed FF-XI because that required a monthly subscription and friends to play with online. Friends?! BOH!

This next big instalment - FF12 is gonna be so good - I would sell my own grandma, throw in my own kidneys just to play the game.

Maybe it’s the wonderful story, enjoyable gameplay,outstanding music and memorable characters which draw me so passionately to this franchise.

Or maybe it's my obsession with Japanese girls in cosplay.

In any case, I *heart* Final Fantasy
And yes, Yuna, lets get married.

Blind Date (Part 1 of 3)

March 2003

His Place

I sat alone in the back of the 4WD as it droned is way through the dark streets of Quezon city. My cousin was well versed in driving the champagne Toyota Revo . In fact, he looked to be enjoying driving past small cars and honking his way through traffic.

My cousin, at 5'10, was bigger than me. He's got a wide built but wasn’t fat. His inch long hair was styled forward, which was odd because it was usually untreated and puffs like an Afro. He was hunched in front of the steering wheel, wearing a blue polo shirt and jeans. He seemed to be in his own world now.

My cousin and I were born the same year thats why we get along well. But we're very different. We have different priorities, different ambitions and different goals. We've taken differents paths and have now ended up in different sides.

The first time I rode with him I went pale from fright, but tonight, sitting at the back, traffic was the least of my concerns.

I had other things on my mind.

Sitting in the front passenger seat was a girl with long brown hair I've met just twice before. She wore a plain yellow top, jeans and white head band. She kinda looked like Anne Hathaway, with soft filipina features. She's very pretty. I saw her photos in my cousin's house and there I discovered how really attractive she was.

She sat there faintly humming to latest pop songs on RX931, bobbing her head as she looked out the window.

She was definitely my type. But I knew I couldn't pursue this personal inkling because she was already my cousin's girl.

The 4WD came to a red light and my cousin turned around to check up on me. He grinned

Okay ka ba dyan?
[are u okay?']

My palms were making hand prints on my brown pants. I’ve rolled up the sleeves of my white business shirt to get some air circulating through. Last thing I’d want to do is scare my blind date with wet patches around my armpits.

I want to believe I’m okay. Dressed in my best gear - including boxers I’ve just bought the previous afternoon. I was styling a new haircut, slick and sharp reinforced with a tubful of hair gel. And although a little sweaty, I was still radiating scents of Giorgio Armanis' Aqua de Gio. All I needed was a heart shaped box of chocolate and some roses and I’d complete the picture of a nerdy first date.

My stomach churned in resistance to this date.

I feinted a smile to my cousin.

I was really worried.

Then she turned to have a look at me as well I guess she found it quite adorable that I was nervous.

hwag ka ‘alala, best friend namin si Kat, bagay kayo
[Don't worry. Kat's our best friend. You'll look good together]

She smiled.

hmmm, I hope so

And with that, I felt a little bit better.