Hollywood legend (a personal fave of mine) Charlton Heston dies on April 5, 2008 (Saturday) at age 84 http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080406/ap_on_en_mo/obit_heston

(1) Phoebe Cates is married to Kevin Kline
(2) Minnie Driver sings (and has had more than one album out)

The Top 10 Things I Hate About Complete Strangers


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The Avatar returned on September 21 with The Awakening, followed by The Headband, The Painted Lady, Sokka's Master and The Beach. (Poorly expressed THANKS to butterballer for giving me the heads up that the eppies were available on veoh.com! - There just isn't any way for me to thank you properly on this blog!... ***damned eppies aren't showing here in the Philippines yet! *more_colorful_curses*)

I just finished watching Episodes 3, 4 and 5 of this current season called, Book III: Fire. A few hours ago, I also just finished reading more fanfics from FanFiction.Net.

My head is spinning with AllThingsAvatar. *curses_some_more*

I mean, WOW. I'm, like, TWENTY-FRIKKIN'-NINE YEARS OLD and I'm totally 'shipping this Nicktoon. Wow.

(1) Whatever anyone says about the eppies, it's been a fantastic ride so far, especially since the characters are being developed more. My only worry is, in the mad dash to The Day of Black Sun, some critical developments in character may have been left to chance (read: Let's just cut corners in the narrative and just put info in here and there, and/or let's just plug in some storytelling/flashbacks to fill in the gaps in previous narratives). Tsk.

(2) I ESPECIALLY don't get how all that froufrou between Zuko and Mai happened. Wow. I mean, it's completely beside the point that I'm a Zutarian (GAG, I know, but that's how "we're" called), but this MaiKo thing just came out of NOWHERE! The storytelling just came off as some poorly worded, poorly told, poorly constructed, juvenile fanfic (no offense to fanfic writers but, come on, you have to admit, if you 'ship, you better do your 'shipping justice by not just writing about it, but writing about it WELL)... And. Just. When. I. Thought. MaiKo. Were. Gonna. Break. Up... THEY FRIKKIN' GET BACK TOGETHER BEFORE THE (SAME) DAMN EPPIE WAS OVER. *screams*

*** THERE IS, APPARENTLY, A 'CANONICAL' INTERLUDE COMIC EXPLAINING ALL THIS (THERE GO 'OUR' HOPES...) ***

(3) *sobs*

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On to other matters...

(4) Kimi Raikkonen (once the darling of my heart, as well, wehehehe! WISH!) has finally won a World Championship (with Ferrari). Still, I can't help but wish that it was Lewis Hamilton who had won (he SOOOO deserved it - damn McLaren for failing him in the last, penultimate, deciding race of this season!), or Fernando Alonso at the very least - he's looked so demoralized and sad this season, what with upstart Hamilton washing him out...

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On more serious things...

(5) I just came back from a weekend with the husband. We were in Bacolod for the 'worms Pepsi Masskara Festival gig the day of the Glorietta 2 blast. We were both so grateful that we were not even close to Makati at the time, and that WE WERE TOGETHER. In fact, I joined him for his next three gigs the day after even though I was so tired and sleepy... we flew in back from Bacolod, went to Robinsons MetroEast, then Taal Vista Lodge, then some mall in Laguna; we ended that day about 4 in the morning of the next.

I just felt that if anything were to happen, I would much rather that we be together through it. I couldn't survive losing him like that. You can insure someone's body, but how do you insure his/her loved ones' hearts???

I wish I didn't worry so much, especially about him and especially when he's away, as he most often is. BUT HOW CAN YOU NOT BE AFRAID WHEN YOU HAVE SO MUCH TO LOSE?

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Maybe that's why I'm so fascinated with Avatar. As so many people are by superheroes.

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Maybe I just REALLY, REALLY LIKE Zuko. *LoL*

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(6) Work was as *blah* as ever. I don't know why I'm letting my life run away from me like this. I really feel that I'm just a shell of my former self. Wala, eh. I have to be practical. There can't be one too many people taking the plunge into the deep blue beyond; I just can't NOT walk around in this hollow but protective 'shell'.

It was nice, though, to have C3 with my old/new officemate, Gary. He said he was so impressed by the husband's work, especially with NTS, as it was a well written and well executed project, and that in fact, he was a little starstruck when I introduced the husband to him. (*little_lol*) It kinda made me feel, even if for just a little while, that it's all good because I was doing the world some kind of service because HE was doing the world some kind of service.

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Avatar screenshots to follow soon (I hope!).

I was a star. A comet.
A firebolt streaking across the heavens.

I look down.
I know...

... that the glittering seas are full of her tears.
... that she would always be alone.
... that she would always whisper my name in vain,
search for my hand in the dark.

I would always be alone.
The universe awaits me.
She would always be lonely.
Infinity stretches before her.

Silver rings tether her.
I look back,
but don't linger.

I am a star. A comet.
And I blaze a trail where she cannot follow.

I have a terrible temper.
It consumes me. Whole.
And save for a pathetic few
Turns to ashes
Any and all relationships I've ever had
Personal or otherwise.

I hate this terrible need for control
Over this universe created by chaos.
Where the one thing I can wield and bend at will
Is my anger
My scorn
My disdain
My wrath
My sarcasm
My biting tongue.

But my fiery Arian soul
Rages out of my control.

And I cry.
And regret.
And look to go
Where my fury has not laid all to waste.

*****

My current job is one of those on this list and I'm hating it and am doing my darnedest to be rid of it; the job I WANT is on this SAME list. Go figure.

It is approximately 8 days and an hour 'til my wedding.

I don't exactly know how I'm supposed to feel about that.

I've been on a crazy rollercoaster ride since I FINALLY finished checking submissions and posting grades and was FINALLY able to start working on this wedding.

In about a week, I will be Mrs. Singson. Wow. How's that for a life-changing experience?

Oh, but there's more in this summer cocktail of changes:

* I've quit my job - as I'd been threatening to do for years
* I'm leaving home - relocating to Makati w/ my soon-to-be-chubby-hubby
* I'm trading my career for housewife-y duties, some part-time work, and some gradschool

*****

GAH! Anyone who wants to have a say on how I should BE through all these, you're welcome to post your cents' worth! Hahaha!

* SNAGGED FROM sweetfix, WHO SNAGGED IT FROM iyakitty_yak...

The Quiet World
Jeffrey Mcdaniel

in an effort to get people to look
into each other's eyes more,
the government has decided to allot
each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.

when the phone rings, i put it
to my ear, without saying hello.
in the restaurant, i point
at chicken noodle soup. i am
adjusting well to the new way.

late at night, i call my long-
distance lover and proudly say:
"i only used fifty-nine today.
i saved the rest for you."

when she doesn't respond, i know
she's used up all her words,
so i slowly whisper i love you,
thirty-two and a third times.
after that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.

TIRED.

NO. EXHAUSTED.

BEYOND REPAIR OR RESTORE.

*****

RESTART OR REBOOT.

OR DEFRAG.

*****

BUT HAPPY.

AND CONTENT.

AT PEACE, EVEN.

*****

The clock ticks.

Ends another day.

The resolution to this tragedy...

Travesty...

Comedy of errors...

Comes ever closer.

*****

I can SEE it
SMELL it
FEEL it
TASTE it

in the glaring flourescent above my head
in the blast from the whirring fan to my left
in the tips of my fingers dancing a frenzy over the keyboard
in the sting of the mosquitoes at my legs

I can HEAR it...

Tick

Tock

Tick

Tock

Tick...

*****

And I am happy.

Content.

At peace.

*****



Good night, world!

I welcome the drugging

Healing

Mindless abandon

Of your dark embrace.

*****

La noire est mon ciel.