Eye Candy: Taylor Lautner

aka Jacob Black



Okay, so he's just 17? But then again, this hottie is really steamy-->with body and looks like that...oh, to die for!!

The first Twilight saga did not really speak much about Jacob, and so it was not really made known to us just how attractive this boy (ahem! He's no boy to me) can be. But whoa! in New Moon, my jaw dropped at the sight of Taylor. Definitely the HOTTEST werewolf!

What really caught my attention was when he jumped on a bike with his long black hair flying like that, but when he took off his shirt and flaunted those chocolate abs, I guess you can say, I was stunned—big time!!!

I know this is an understatement, but HE IS JUST SOOOO D@MN LOVELY!!!!

MINDLESS MUSINGS: 072709 – WGM/JOONGBO

→ I was reading past entries of my long forgotten journal aka my little black book, and thought it's blogworthy.



Today, I was able to rekindle the reasons why I got so addicted to SHILLANG and BUIN.

I have always found myself hopelessly addicted to shows or dramas. I was into TV Dramas like ONE TREE HILL, GREY'S ANATOMY, GOSSIP GIRL, THAT 70'S SHOW and the likes, and then it went to Korean and Taiwanese Dramas. But, never did I follow a REALITY SHOW religiously. I often got so bored of them or disliked the twists and/or format that they take on, especially Pinoy reality shows.

I do not know, but for me, shows like that just become too scripted and forfeit the purpose of becoming a reality show—except maybe for this one.

Although I stopped watching after Shillang and Buin left the show, I have to admit that at the time they were both there, I was hooked.

Perhaps, Kim Hyunjoong's (or better known as Jihoo sunbae) looks (still with black hair) then got me thinking, HEY, THIS KID DIDN'T LOOK TOO GAY AFTER ALL. He had such a strong feminine touch when I first saw him in Boys over Flowers that I was so sure I would cross him out of my eye candy list. Apparently, he made it back just after watching ONE single WE GOT MARRIED EPISODE.

Maybe, because it was of Hwangbo. I never knew her before I started watching We Got Married, but now, I am such a big fan. I even think I am currently developing a major girl crush on her. I just could not help but admire the character she plays or is it her real personality?! On the many shows I have seen her on, I have come to conclude that she was not, is not and will never be the cutesy girl. She is one tough woman and through WGM, we all saw how capable she was of becoming the perfect wife.

WE GOT MARRIED is a segment of a Korean variety show. Celebrities are paired off and pretend they are married. Each week they are given tasks to accomplish together as a married couple.

My favorite couple, of course, is the SSANGCHU OR LETTUCE couple (Hyunjoong and Hwangbo—next in line, of course, is the ANT couple—Crown J and Seo Inyoung). I was not so keen on the idea of pairing off an older woman to a young boy. I've always been a skeptic to relationships like those, but oh well, they sure pulled through and proved to me that it can work, too.

I am not sure if it is just me, but sparks fly when I see Hyunjoong and Hwangbo. Despite the age difference, they seem really good together. AGH!!! Their personalities just seem to click!

I know there is a fine line between reality and fantasy, but I wish in my heart that they are together for real. I only discovered about WGM last May or June 2009, but I thought their air time was too short when they made an exit last December 2008. And when they said goodbye, I was heartbroken, too. When I was catching up WGM episodes with the SSANGCHU COUPLE, I was completely hooked to Youtube and MySoju. Like the other 'JOONGBOERS' out there, I thought there should have been more.

THIS MAY SOUND REALLY CRAZY, BUT I KNOW THEY ARE A COUPLE FOR REAL. So SS501 fans, please be kind to Hyunjoong's BUIN.

ear candy: Deeper Conversation (Yuna)

Is your favourite colour blue?
Do you always tell the truth?
Do you believe in outerspace?
Now I'm learning you

Is your skin as tanned as mine?
Does your hair flow sideways?
Did someone took a portion of your heart?
Now I'm learning you

And if you don't mind
Can you tell me
All your hopes and fears
And Everything that you believe in
Would you make a difference in the world
I'd love for you to take me to a deeper conversation
Only you can make me

I let my guard down for you
And in time you will too

If you don't mind
Can you tell me
All your hopes and fears
And Everything that you believe in
Would you make a difference in the world
I'd love for you to take me to a deeper conversation
Only you can make me

If you don't mind
Can you tell me
All your hopes and fears
And Everything that you believe in
Would you make a difference in the world
I'd love for you to take me to a deeper conversation
Only you can make me

Deeper Conversation
Does ur name rhyme with mine...

EYE CANDY: DANIEL HENNEY

If I were to dream of Daniel Henney every night, then I never wish to wake up. I do not know what it is about him that makes me swoon every time. Although I have not met him in person (and I am still hoping that one day I would), he just seems so perfect in every way. Maybe it is the Asian-Caucasian mix. Or maybe his height? Perhaps, his bright smile? Or his talent in acting, modeling..singing..playing the guitar..or his closeness to his mother... If all men were as charismatic and charming as Mr Henney, then I would probably be dead right now. NEWS: Girl dies of heart attack after realizing that all men look like Daniel Henney.

DANIEL HENNEY—SUPER EYE CANDY!!!

EAR CANDY: FEELS LIKE HOME (Chantal Kreviazuk)

note: I could not find the official music video, sorry!!


Somethin' in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself
Makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms
There's somethin' in your voice, makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life

If you knew how lonely my life has been
And how long I've been so alone
And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you've done

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong

A window breaks, down a long, dark street
And a siren wails in the night
But I'm alright, 'cause I have you here with me
And I can almost see, through the dark there is light

Well, if you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
And if you knew how happy you are making me
I never thought that I'd love anyone so much

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way the back where I come from
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong

Note: When I die, please let this be the song playing when they burn my body or bury me under a pile of dirt. They said death is like going home anyway, the comfortable kind of home. Besides, they also said it won't be very lonely there—wherever it is people go to after death.

EAR CANDY: BETTER (Regina Spektor)

If I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all

Born like sisters to this world
In a town where blood ties are only blood
If you never say your name out loud to anyone
They can never ever call you by it

If I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all

You're getting sadder, getting sadder, getting sadder, getting sadder
And I don't understand, and I don't understand
But if I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Anything at all
Will you feel anything at all
Anything at all
Will you feel anything at all
Anything at all...

EAR CANDY: Creep (Radiohead)

So, okay. The song's kinda old, but nevertheless, it's still one of my personal favorites. It was released in 1992, and only became a big hit when it was re-released in 1993, but rock bands of the 90's always had that effect on people. Maybe, it is the honesty of the lyrics plus the guitars, drums and not to mention the way the lead vocalist sings with passion and eats the words down. Or, the angst and deep emotion that runs through the whole song. My favorite line/s?

I want a perfect body.
I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice.
When I am not around.
You're so fucking special.
I wish I was special.

Doesn't that just tell you of the emotions and pain inside a person? Well to me, it does. It's pretty cool actually how creative and totally talented these people are to be able to summarize a whirlwind of emotions in one song.

When you were here before
Couldnt look you in the eye
Youre just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
Youre so fuckin special

But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.

I dont care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When Im not around
Youre so fuckin special
I wish I was special

But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.

Shes running out again,
Shes running out
Shes run run run running out...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
Youre so fuckin special
I wish I was special...

But Im a creep, Im a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.
I dont belong here.

ear candy: GRAVITY (SARA BAREILLES)

Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long
No matter what I say or do
I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone

You hold me without touch
You keep me without chains
I never wanted anything so much
Than to drown in your love and not feel your rain

Set me free, leave me be
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
Just the way I'm supposed to be
But you're on to me and all over me

Oh, you loved me 'cause I'm fragile
When I thought that I was strong
But you touch me for a little while
And all my fragile strength is gone

I live here on my knees
As I try to make you see
That you're everything I think I need
Here on the ground
But you're neither friend nor foe
Though I can't seem to let you go
The one thing that I still know is that
You're keeping me down
Oooh

Keeping me down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You're on to me, on to me and all over

Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long...

ear candy: SO CLOSE (Jon Mclaughlin)

You’re in my arms
And all the world is calm
The music playing on for only two
So close together
And when I’m with you
So close to feeling alive

A life goes by
Romantic dreams will stop
So I bid mine goodbye and never knew
So close was waiting, waiting here with you
And now forever I know
All that I wanted to hold you
So close

So close to reaching that famous happy end
Almost believing this was not pretend
And now you’re beside me and look how far we’ve come
So far we are so close

How could I face the faceless days
If I should lose you now?
We’re so close
To reaching that famous happy end
And almost believing this was not pretend
Let’s go on dreaming for we know we are
So close
So close
And still so far

MINDLESS MUSINGS: 111209 – BOREDOM DESPITE A TRUCK LOAD OF WORK

Well, okay, there's not a truckload of work, maybe half of it. But the bottom line is, I am bored and about to lose it. The work monotony is killing me. It's no longer fun, and I find myself swerving away from what I should be doing now. I hate how my hatred for the work that I am doing now is affecting how I think and do things, and how I feel about things. I always seem to come up with excuses not to go to work and laze the day away doing nothing instead of earning Px70.xx. My head is full of crap and I turn into a bitch and a grouch when the topic and if the topic ever comes up.

I really think I am about to go down and lose sanity over this. I need a break (was supposed to get one, but Miss Snotty ^^^^ Officer ****** me...Screw You!!!). Maybe a break for good from the hell I put myself into would be more than Best for me.
Urgh, whatever, I NEED TO WORK ANYWAY!!! -->praying fervently for the shift to end faster than expected and smoothly at that....

MINDLESS MUSINGS: 100209 –On Extensions, Stress, Responsibilities and Beyond...

So yeah, I am that girl who believes that everything happens for a reason, but sometimes, reason/s just seem scarce enough or hardest to find, and sometimes, I just think that the world or God himself ran out of reasons on why things have to happen. I just cannot help it. Desperation is partly to be blamed. There are things in life that bring us over the edge. In my case, it would be EXTENDED ******, STRESS, RESPONSIBILITIES. I know my mother would kill me for saying this, but it's true. Taking responsibility for my ******r is one thing, but having to take care of my *****r's $$$$$$s and %%%%%%s and **** and beyond is too much, especially when I'm still testing waters and trying to figure out what it is that I want to do with my life. The third quarter of 2009 was a complete blur and whirlwind to me. There was too much drama, and being the introvert that I am, I tried to suck it all up and act tough like everything did not bother me. It was bad enough that things did not go my way or as planned, but the worse thing is I had no one to tell things to much less figure out some outlet just so I could vent out my frustrations. As predicted (by me, of course), I would end up all stressed out trying to balance everything at ***e after my *****r left for %%. There's the pressure and responsibilities, and all the other things on the side. I could not help but cry sometimes at the pressure and expectations that the people at $$$$ unknowingly throw at me. It is dreadfully tiring and it seems like I have channeled all my energy in filling up the role that my mother played, and now, I left myself drained and out of air. It's too novel-like, but I find myself lying awake at night, mentally trying to process the things I have gotten into. This is what sucks about being the eldest...this is what sucks about being the ELDEST in this ^^^^^^. I could cry a whole river or cry my eyes out, but they would never understand nor budge—well, maybe they would do something about it for a certain period of time, but this is the $$$$$$'s illness, they would still go back to where they were before. In the end, it would still be me..I WHO HAVE NOTHING.

Mindless Musings: 092709-02

Since I have to sit in my office cubicle at 4AM, I have no choice but to try to uplift the already glum spirits that I find myself in. I just realized that seeing the dark blue velvet like skies, just before the sun rises, is a beautiful thing to behold. Somehow and after the stress, pressure and responsibilities, I find myself thanking God for the beautiful day and another chance to do the things I am doing now. Although the outside world is still dark and grim, I just know that this day is something I should be grateful for.

Mindless Musing: 092709-01

Days away from work always seem to fly by so fast. There were a million things I wanted to do, and before, I knew it, I had to retire to my bed so that I could get a good night's sleep. Now, I sit glumly in my cubicle waiting for sunrise through the overhead window. I was, is and forever will never be a morning person. I do not want anyone waking me up in the morning. It just destroys my whole day, like a domino—one disaster leading to another. And since I have to spend my Sunday morning—well, more like dawn until noon at work, I opted to retreat to my favorite thing to do when I feel like I am yet again turning into the dark, rude witch that I am. Enter handy N5800 Xpressmusic. In shuffle mode and with earplugs ready, I press the Play button. So here I am, lost in the music that I have always loved. Although, there is not a particular genre that I like, it still helps soothe the foul, sour mood that I have. When Missy Elliot said MUSIC MAKES YOU LOSE CONTROL, she was not exaggerating. There is something about me and music that total clicks. Maybe it is the incoherent moodswings or the plain old nasty attitude, but whatever it is, I am just happy that God is a total genius and he created music. At least I have not turned into Oscar the Grouch's female version, especially when woken up way too early in the morning.

mindless musings: 081209 – GLOAT, SULK BROOD—IN ANY PARTICULAR ORDER...

So this is why I never plan and start to get excited about things, especially promises from people (although, I act that I am excited when they tell or promise me something). Though I try my best, if not my bestest, not to be such a pessimist, I just could not help it. The bitterness of broken promises are just too painful for me to bear. For me, it is hard enough not knowing whether things are likely to happen especially when you put so much time and invested so much emotion to it, adding to the pain and frustration would make it worse than one can conceive. I guess it all comes down to one thing—TRUST, and this is one of the many 'perks' of becoming someone with trust issues. People with such disorders are always quizzical and less easy going, they always have questions that require you to think and feel bad and put you down. They drag you down to the pit of their confusion. Although they do not show it, they in fact have some tiny specks of hope in them.

greetings, earthlings!!!!

this was very random, creating a blog i mean. well, i have created many blogs in the past, and unfortunately, i have not updated nor wrote anything on it...maybe i'm just having a writer's block or maybe i'm too lame or too lazy to write anything down.

but whoah!! this one i have to say is the result of the way things are going in my life...an outlet one might say.

so greetings, earthlings, welcome to this version of me....