The Bear Bitch’s Project

Growing up in a country where radio stations play Christmas carols on midnight of September 1st and Christmas lights are set up soon after, I’ve always had an ample head start on Christmas shopping. I’d would normally be 90% done by December 1st. But having moved to a country where Halloween and Thanksgiving are the Über holidays which Christmas tailgates, I’ve suddenly found myself way behind schedule. It’s already the 26th of November and I still have half of my Christmas list to accomplish. How did this happen??? Last time I checked it was still the start of November and suddenly - bam! In a blink of an eye, December is literally a spit’s distance away. I spent a good portion of Thanksgiving Weekend (the portion that I didn’t spend watching movies) scouring the World Wide Web for presents and breaking into a cold sweat. The items I want are now either on back-order, sold out, or the website will be unable to deliver before I leave.

In a desperate attempt to cross some people off my list this weekend, I dragged my poor mother to a mall - enticing her with a promise of a cute, happy, Disney movie called ‘Enchanted’ - to brave the after-effects of "Black Friday". The movie was cute but the trip to the mall was anything but. Sure I was able to buy one present, scratch one name off my list, but at what price? I ended up coming home with one present, fancy-schmancy, name-brand shampoo, UV shield oil for my newly dyed hair, an eyelash comb, and a mother in a foul mood. I ended up spending more money on myself AND tortured poor Mommy by dragging her through an over crowded mall.

As I type this blog, seconds tick closer to Christmas and half my list still remains unaccomplished. If the people on the list were adults I’d have an easy way out: donate to a charity in that person’s name (the Band Aid Charitable Trust, or World Wildlife Fund) but most of these are kids who wouldn’t really appreciate the gesture (except Roque who specifically asked for me to adopt a grey wolf in his name). What am I to do???

I wonder if Santa will let me borrow a couple of his elves for a few days.

I saw August Rush today. It’s such a cute movie. People either loved it or hated it - I loved it! I’ll even go as far as to say that its the best movie I’ve seen this year. Sure, the ending it a bit predictable, but it definitely doesn’t deserve all the negative reviews some critics gave it. Besides, its a Thanksgiving weekend movie; you should expect it to be heart-warming and give you a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. It would be like going to the theaters on Halloween and getting pissed that all the movies that are showing are either horror or suspense flicks. Duh.
In any case, I don’t care what the critics said. I liked it a lot and would recommend it to anyone in the mood for a holiday movie. Two thumbs up!

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Okay, I just had to post this picture. How could I not?
Most of you know that I had a bit of a crush on Matteo Guidicelli (kart racer, model, actor, product endorser, and all around cutie boy) a couple of years back. Well, one of my best friends, Tatin, was somehow able to get him to hold up this sign and pose for this photo.

What can I say? Tatin’s powers of persuasion never cease to amaze me. Now, if she can just get him to agree to father my children, I’m all set. Ha ha ha!

Love ya, Tat! You rock!

Any Filipino ashamed to be Filipino is crud and does not deserve the honor of being a Filipino at all.

Yes, that’s a bit redundant but I’m too peeved to think straight, let alone compose a grammatically correct sentence.

Damn right, I’m proud to be a Filipino - that doesn’t mean that there aren’t times when I’m ashamed of other Filipinos, I mean, I can’t help but cringe when I see Pinoys take all the little pencils from Ikea "para sa mga apo ko!" or try to smuggle bagoong onto the plane, but that’s natural. Everyone, at one point or another is embarrassed in public by a tactless mother or loony uncle; that doesn’t mean you should go off and disown them or change your last name (unless you’re Maui (Fainsan) Taylor, of course, but that’s a whole other issue…). I swear, those pathetic, ignorant, heritage-hating scum from the bottom of the Pasig river make me sick.

Whew. Blogging really is cathartic. I feel a lot better. I think I can finally go to sleep now.

Good night!

Browsing through Friendster/MySpace/FaceBook is depressing. Seeing your old grade school and high school friends skinny and pretty while I still have 15 lbs to lose in a month sucks.
I’ve been trying to lose weight for what seems like forever. I lost 2 lbs and got stuck. No matter how much I increase my time on the Elliptical/stationary bike/ treadmill, I just cant seem to get below this goddamn weight. I’m so bloody frustrated I want to scream. I haven’t lost a single pound in 4 effing months!!