Friday, January 11, 2008

oasis in a desert of...projects?

well, its been a shitty week, and all ive been doing is concentrating and making our cases for our strategic management subject.
and tonight is my only break. tonight i wanted to chillax. i wanted to do something that i knew would bring me close to bliss...so i went to my sweet haven. the place where i can kick back, relax and watch beautiful people flutter around with chatter like beautiful butterflies in a garden of glass and steel that is: Bo's Coffee Club.

this cozy cafe is in the heart of davao city, and is accesible to anyone quite easily. haha..im sort of a bo's groupie. i used to visit bo's everyday. their staff knows me..and they know me well..

when i come up to the bar, some of them dictate my usual order, asking if ill have the usual: caramello froccino, extra whipped cream (which they give me for free btw), extra saucer , a glass of water and an ashtray.

i usually just nod, when i dont feel adventurous. they know that i love my time-tested formula for relaxation: a cool glass of coffee and some cigars.

tonight though, as i approached the counter with el (my friend and classmate) i felt i needed to order something with less caffeine (since ive had trouble sleeping) and decided to order a green tea freeze instead. i love their green tea freeze.

as i indulged in sensless blabber with my equally senseless friend, mabel, and as i enjoyed the refereshing taste of green tea and ice on my tongue and the minty satisfaction my cigarettes gave off, i remembered something: i have never felt this way in a long time.

i havent felt as relaxed as i was in bo's.

as i asked the guard to purchase some more cigarettes from a nearby store, i remembered why i felll in love with the place.

bo's is great. they treat me like family. they go out of their way to make a connection and to preempt everything i would want. they dont just serve coffee, they give me a blissful oasis in the middle of, not only the bustling metro, but more importantly, bo's gives me an oasis, a safe haven, a place where i could be myself, in the middle of all the confusion in my life.


and that is why i have grown attached to this place. and that is in my own opinion, better than any other coffee experience in davao.

bye bitches!

Thursday, January 10, 2008

PARTY!!!!


drinking seesion at my turf!!

haha..our favorite "happpy juice"
red horse beer (extra strong baby!!!)


bye bitches!

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

nothing..the world is filled wityh nothingness

indeed it is..

a few seconds ago i was trying to find something to write. something that would sound smart, something that would make other people think. but as i drifted in the solace of my own thoughts i realized i do not need to.

i do not need to impress anyone with my writing, because that isn't what im here for.

i realized that the blogs ive been posting these past few days, they are more of the "popular" version. Those blogs that we see as guilty pleasure. do you undesrstand me?
do you get what im saying?

i mean, those types of blogs are fabricated. those copy and pasted stories about celebrities and what not. i posted gthem because of one thing: i wanted to gain more views. and to do that, i need to post more popular people and articles.

but as i am writing this, i realize asomething: my bvlog, this blog, wasnt created to be that way. i wanted to create a blog to be reflective of my personality. i wanted a blog that would be for party-people. a fun blog. a fun loving blog even.

i wanted to create a blog that would allow people to shae amazing parties and great celebrations. and i realized this was not happening.

and i find it sad that i veered away from what i truly want to pursue. i find it difficult nowadays to write about partiers and my club-escapades. simply because i havent had any for the past two weeks. and this is very untypical of me. i am a partyphile. i live for the weekwends. my battlecry is techno music. that is who i am.

and in the midst of all this chaos i am currently getting from school..between al the cases, company anayses and other (seemingly) worthless projects...i think i have lost that self.

i am not sdaying this because i have stopped partying. i am more than the act of partying.

i lost my fun loving nature. i have ceaed to be free spirited. in these cases i make, i need to consult each one of my members before writing what i think i correct. i have thus lost my knack for independent thinking. and it is sad how soon i lost it..

stress is a bitch and i believe that..
but it used to be, i was the excemption to that rule..i was the one who could stay up for 48 hours with a catnap and a box of fries. that was me. the one who could finish projects and lear everything in a jiffy. the one who never got tired. i was the one who stayed up in a groupmates' home, making a case, for two days, with only 4 hour snaps and scghool as our "break" and i used to top it all off with that necessary saturday night out..wherein i would drink to my heart's content and go home drunk.

thast wa me..the zhaun ortega i know..
now..this stressed out freak..i dont know him..


and i hope that in the midst of all this confusion, i find my happy place in the simple things in life again: a chocolate bar from a friend. free cigarettes. a happy meal from mcdonalds. the smell of fried chicken filling up the house. or even just the sound of a ringing bell and me standing in front of an abandoned clasroom and hearing the words "classes are cancelled today" from behind me

bye bitches!

WOW PHILIPPINES!






here are some pics from the beautiful place called Badian, in Cebu. its great there...you dont even need to swim to access coral reefs, you just have to walk in the sand...


you start seeing coral reefs when you reach about three feet of water (during the low tide of course)
Bye bitches!

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Victoria--not posh?

It seems Victoria Beckham and Mr. Blackwell have opposing definitions of posh.
The fashion maven's 48th Annual Worst Dressed Women List, released Tuesday, placed the Spice Girl at number one, a dishonor that was accompanied by this biting remark: "In one skinny-mini monstrosity after another, pouty Posh can really wreck-em."
Beckham wasn't the only pop star to feel the sting of Blackwell's criticism this year.
The self-appointed top gun of the fashion police was particularly hard on the stars of the music world in his top-10 list, also calling out Amy Winehouse (number two), Fergie (number four), Kelly Clarkson (number five), Avril Lavigne (number seven) and Jessica Simpson (number eight) for their various sartorial missteps.
"Exploding beehives above…tacky polka dots below…she's part '50s carhop horror," he said of Winehouse, while suggesting Lavigne was dressed "by the house of Dracula."
Coming in at number three was Mary-Kate OIsen, whom Blackwell described as resembling "a tattered toothpick trapped in a hurricane!"
Lindsay Lohan's rehab-chic look apparently did not meet with Blackwell's approval, as the actress made the list at number nine, accused of "tak[ing] fashion to a new low."
Not that Blackwell is entirely without compassion.
Britney Spears, who topped the list the last two years and came in at number seven in 2004, was given a pass this year, as Blackwell explained he felt it was "inappropriate at this time to make comment, when her personal life is in such upheaval."
Following suit, PETA also removed Spears from its ongoing Worst Dressed Celebrity poll, stating that recent events led the organization to believe "she might not be responsible for her actions—including bad fashion choices."
Another star to fall off Blackwell's radar was Paris Hilton, who shared the top spot with Spears last year and also topped the list in 2003.
In contrast, some of the ladies to earn kudos from Blackwell for their fashion moxie included Reese Witherspoon, Angelina Jolie, Cate Blanchett, Helen Mirren, Katie Holmes and Nicole Kidman.
Here's a complete list of the top 10 Worst Dressed Women of 2007:
Victoria Beckham
Amy Winehouse
Mary-Kate Olsen
Fergie
Kelly Clarkson
Eva Green
Avril Lavigne
Jessica Simpson
Lindsay Lohan
Alison Arngrim