Needs moar swagger.

Ow. My ass.

Um. Today was Day 1 of the hip-hop dance workshop being held by members of the Philippine All Stars. I'm tired beyond coherence, so bear with me.

Went with Nao (new office buddy). Studio's near the workplace.

Anyway, it turns out the ladies' hip-hop class that we enrolled ourselves in was ADVANCED

D:

...but by the time we found that out, we were already at least 15 minutes into the class. *facepalm*

So yeah, IT WAS HARD.

I mean... The teacher was awesome, she broke it down for us and she was all like, don't think too much about the steps, I just want you to dance, show me attitude, feel the music. She also wants us to have more swagger. LOL.

THE ROUTINE WAS REALLY HARD. D:

I barely kept up. haha. I don't really have a problem picking up steps but I do have trouble remembering them. xD But the most important thing is that it was soooo much fun. I'm coming back tomorrow, hopefully my ass stops hurting by then. I am DETARRRMINED to nail that routine (and have moar swaggerrr). BANZAAAIIII~ *>o<*

So how long overdue is this.

The lame thing about me as a blogger is that whenever blog-worthy things have been happening, I usually end up too lazy to write about it. So my more interesting days are usually met with a semi-hiatus, which sucks. That's gotta change.

Anyway, a few things:
I bought the multicolored Holga. :D I'd been in love with it since I first saw it on the cover of Speed... so it wasn't entirely an impulse purchase. LOL. Anyway it's partly an early birthday gift to myself, and partly out of the fact that I've really needed a new hobby for a while now. I haven't had much practice with it yet. I'll take it out for a spin tomorrow. (Does anyone know where to buy expired 120mm film?)

The L plushie was a present from our editor, Jordan. :D

In other news, I finally found volume 1 of Y: the Last Man, and so far it's been pretty kickass. I've been wanting to start reading comics for a long time but for the most part I couldn't afford it. *sheepish* xD; Now I can't wait for this year's Komikon, so I can buy more. (Nov. 22. Let me know if you wanna come with.)

That's pretty much it for the amusements, unless you'd like to hear about my sudden interest in going to bars and listening to reggae music, which has ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with last Tuesday's night out at Xaymaca, when I got to talk to the totally cute guitarist of the reggae band that was playing. ♥ :3 (What?) Haha.

To be honest, I've been working and playing hard over the past two weeks so I'm just kinda glad to have caught a break. That said, I can only chill for so long before I get bored so if anyone wants to hang out tomorrow (or hit a bar sometime next week), let me know? :D

Oh hi I sort of forgot I had this.

Back when I was unemployed I told myself that the first thing I'd do, as soon as I get a decent-paying job, was buy my own domain back. Now that I can actually afford it again, I'm like, "Meh." Hot damn I'm such a nerd the only thing I really miss from having a paid host isn't the glamor of having my own domain name, but the beautiful convenience of FTP-ing files to the server. @_@

Blogging here is losing its charm. Maybe I need a new audience. :/ I should try add-whoring on MySpace. Wait no. The guys there won't even read the damn profile page.

In other news, I've been taking random photos again. I think I'm bad at it, but my excuse is that's not the point? I'm just trying to distract myself from my own loneliness. xD I want to look at things a different way again, to notice colors again, to be amused by the silliest things again. Besides, if I understand correctly, the fact that I'm only using my crappy cameraphone shouldn't matter as long as I'm truly honest with myself. xD Ohoho. I don't even know what that means.

Gotta go, meeting in a few. Later, folks.

I never gave a damn about the weather.

What: Company outing
Where: the beach, in Puerto Galera
When: right smack in the middle of typhoon season, 1st-3rd August 2008

Let's not get into why. Last Friday, I found myself bound for the beach, for a company team-building(ish) trip to Puerto Galera with two fellow writers, co-workers and bosses from the Korean office, and our Canadian editor. With a complete disregard of everything I learned about coherence, here are some of the highlights.

FRIDAY.
Around noon. Yelling across terraces at the resort.
Editor: HEY INCHUL!!!
Inchul (co-worker from Korea): YEAH?
Editor: LIZ HAS SOMETHING TO TELL YOU!!!
Inchul: WHAT?
Me: ...YOU HAVE A NICE BUTT!
Inchul: *cracks up*

x x x x x

I got to go snorkeling!!! IT. WAS. UNBELIEVABLE. I don't have enough words. The corals and the little fishies were sooooo beautiful!!! I even saw a blue starfish at the bottom, which I swear was the prettiest thing ever. Never mind that it probably wasn't my, um, most graceful moment. xD I couldn't count how many times I had to shake off my mask just so I wouldn't end up drinking half the ocean. :P LOLNOOB.

In the afternoon, the whole group went fishing, and let me just say. I finally understand why I never understood the appeal of fishing. xD I guess I'm just not the kind of person who's up for staying still in one place for a really long time, just waiting for fish that you're not even sure would bite or not. (Ah, that, and I don't even like fish. Wahaha.)

SATURDAY
The snorkeling left us with useless, sore arms, so Meg and I both took a rain check for the "jungle tour" that our other co-workers went on that day. So us two girls--both with considerable ADHD symptoms--scampered about for other activities to fill the day with. First up, we got some sweet henna tattoos--room service, natch. :3

The flower design on my lower spine means balance, the butterfly on my upper back means freedom.

We also hung out at the beach, camwhored a LOT, and oddly, became something of a tourist attraction(?) because some dude just had to trot over to get his picture taken with us in the background. xD LOL WHUT.

SUNDAY
Most of the morning was a huge photo op. Stole hibiscus flowers, posed around. In photo: Those rocks? Those were SHARP. Really sharp. That's me pretending they don't hurt me in the ass.

Afterwards, us three writers went on a relatively long trek along the "shore" (that at that time had disappeared into the tide), and got soaked in the rain, just for the sake of souvenirs for ourselves and loved ones. xD I guess I went a little crazy buying the pretty bracelets, but I just absolutely love their color.


All in all, it was easily one of the best trips I've ever been on. I guess I'd be saying something else if I'd gone on the aforementioned "jungle tour" (which turned out to be something of a mild disaster), but yeah.

♥ I'll probably up more pics to Facebook, Friendster, etc. The mushier (aka moar feelings plskthx) stuff, as always, will be relegated to the not-so-sekrit journal. xD Also, I might edit this tomorrow. I'm so sleepy right now it's no longer funny. Oyasumi nasai! (_^_).zZ

Just so I remember this clearly in the morning,

tonight, I:

♥ had dinner at an Italian restaurant with co-workers and direct superiors;
♥ shotgunned half-glasses of beer... TWICE;
♥ [and consequently] got slightly, uh, hammered (see, 2 beers isn't much, but I guess the speed kinda makes a difference xD );
♥ was put in the hot seat and made to answer hypothetical questions on whether or not I would keep dating someone with an amputated leg or a hook for an arm*;
♥ made / took part in a whole bunch of gender-related jokes, some of which were aimed at aforementioned direct superiors xD ;
♥ HIT my editor with my UMBRELLA several times for calling Panic at the Disco emo D: ;
♥ kept tickling someone in the ear then proceeded to poke him in the eye; and
♥ ran recklessly across a busy interesection while under the influence.

Wednesdays are SOOOO BORING. (_^_).zZ LOL

And because in-jokes are made of awesome:

SILENCE!
I kill you~
O_O

x x x x x

SCENE [right after being teased about Panic at the Disco]

EDITOR:
So what other emo bands do you like?

LIZ:
*hesitant pause*

*considers acting all indignant*

*gives up*

...FALL OUT BOY. T~T;

x x x x x

*Answer: the amputated leg, sure. The hook for an arm, no. But a robotic arm... yes.

These?

--are REALLY GOOD. Really good. In fact, beyond good. Just. GENIUS. :3

Anyhoo.

Yesterday the boss mentioned something about dancing, and it got me wondering if maybe one of the reasons I've been so sickly is because... I haven't been dancing enough? Ok I KNOW it sounds stupid, but I'm not my body isn't exactly the most logical thing in the world so I figure it's worth a shot. Dance has always been therapeutic for me anyway. So... I broke out the Luis Fonsi mp3s (aaaand the Brian Friedman video, haha) a little earlier. xDDD It's probably just the endorphins, but hey I feel a little better already.

At the very least, I know it won't try to kill me like Neozep did last last night*. My head was hurting so much I decided to take one before bed. About half an hour later, I COULDN'T BREATHE PROPERLY. D: And not even because my nose was stuffy or anything. My breath was just really really short, and I felt really thirsty even though I had a glass of water with me. It was like... my body couldn't take in oxygen properly or something. It went on for about an hour. I WAS SO SCARED. ;~;

I hate being sick.

*An exaggeration. I'm probably just allergic to something in it. No rawsuits prease.

Is it can be havin suffishint educashin tiem nau.

Last week I was with a bunch of friends who've gone back to university for post-grad studies. They make university life sound totally fun cool interesting, I've had to wonder whether or not I should maybe go back for a second degree myself.

After thinking about it more than a few times, I've come to a decision.
LOL. I didn't know I had such strong opinions about formal education until now. But the more I think about it, the more I feel tempted to agree with Mr. Conrado de Quiros, who once said he quit school because it "got in the way of [his] education." Not that I'd go that far. (Because I am neither that smart nor talented. AFADFAKJFPHAIL. T_T) All I'm saying is, I guess some people are inclined toward formal studies, and I'm not others aren't.

It's weird because the thing is, I actually love to learn stuff. If I didn't, I probably wouldn't give up watching half of Attack of the Show just to catch Jeopardy. LOL LOSAR. But I've realized that I have to be really interested in something at that precise moment. Like, I learned Spanish, if I remember correctly, out of sheer enthusiasm. (Fandom = excellent motivator.) XDDD But that's the thing, I have to be really into it. And I have to do it on my own will. Basically, nobody tells me what to learn. BECAUSE I'M BAD ASS THAT WAY. :D

Don't get me wrong. I do appreciate higher learning. I have to, living in a country where not having a degree doesn't leave you with a lot of options. My beef is with the way it often becomes pedantic to the point of wasting time. I have no problem with learning a shitload of terminology if it helps me understand the world a little better. But don't give me ten shitloads more just so I can sound smarter than the person next to me. By the way, I also have a problem with theology classes masquerading as sociology classes. And freshman algebra. Like, I'm a journalism f♥cking major, don't make me f♥cking take algebra.

So now I just completely undermined everything I said above by making it obvious that I'm just a bitter brat who sucked at college.

And failed freshman algebra.