This Made Me Drool.

Blog Designer.

I love customization.


It just adheres to my lifelong relationship with uniqueness.


I used to customize my Multiply to my own liking when I was still in love with that account. I even went as far as trying to learn html and css language to get the "look" that I want. Honestly, it was fun. At least, whenever I end up getting the perfect look.


I wanted to do the same thing here. Redesign and make it look a bit more like me. It's just that I don't have time. And I am so lost and confused lately, I don't know how to make it look like me.


And besides, time is a luxury for me now. I have no idea where to begin learning again stuff related to customization. And even if Google made it a bit easier with their Design section, I still can't figure it out.


So please, if there's still any reader here who's got time, artsy-fartsy skills, and a lot of patience, drop by a line and help me out here please. =) 

Sunday's Best.

Out of nowhere, I just suddenly decided that I should learn how to cook one dish every other Sunday.


I'm starting with Orange Chicken in October. Wala lang. A friend posted on Facebook where he can get the best Orange Chicken in the country. Lemon chicken on the average is a staple in most Chinese restaurants but it is hard to find a good place that serves Orange Chicken. And yes, he is not considering Chowking.


And that is what I will consider a challenge to myself.


Aside from keeping me busy, I think going back in the kitchen will amuse me again.

Three-layer Wedding Cake Up for Grabs! :D

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Are you getting married in the Philippines between December 2010 and May 2011? Do you know somebody who is?

VRC Creative Events and Top Cakes will be giving out a three-layer wedding cake at the upcoming Before I Do 8th Edition Bridal Fair this November 19-21,2010 at SM Megamall to one lucky couple that has the best pre-nup photo depicting the theme "Before I Do".

Simply log on to www.mybridalfair.com to find out more about this contest and other helpful tips in your wedding planning.

Cosmo Bachelor Bash 2010

I still can't get over last night's event!




Will be back later to write about it. Have to look for my underwear, I think I left it at World Trade Center after gawking and screaming at hot, hot, hot, H-O-T men. =D

1:45AM

For whatever reason, I have grown to be accustomed to writing in the wee hours of the morning.


Yes, I blog whenever I want but when I really have to write, the creative juices only begin to flow at this ungodly hour. I could blame my student lifestyle of cramming way back but then again, I blog at the same time when trying to finish a paper due at 7 or 8 in the morning.


So why do I really sacrifice sleeping over writing?


I don't know really. Writing at dawn comes naturally to me. It requires little effort on my part. The unexpressed words during the day suddenly tell my fingers to type them instantly and they all get strung together as if it took me hours to form a cohesive sentence. But honestly, as in this moment, I am not doing any thinking, and just let everything flow.  I might have hit the backspace key a few times but it was just all for spelling corrections. Mind you, I get my grammar right even if I just stare on the screen, letting my fingers waltz on my keyboard and tell you what is there to watch out.


I would write for hours, mindless of the time, even if the clock has been ticking loud enough, sometimes it's deafening. It gets irritating. But the sound of me typing and pounding on the keyboard is such a lovely music to the ears. It drowns down the irritating ticking sound that drives most humans mad.


I know I'll be sacrificing my sensibility and health when I wake up. As if staying up late isn't enough, I have to keep my brain thinking. But it's all good. When I hit save or print or whatever, go through what just transpired, I feel like I won an award or something. Because I had finally let out thoughts and turned them into something understandable by man. I got my point across.


Writing is my own form of relaxation. I have fallen into this addiction of writing at the speed of thought. It's as if my fingers are in a race with my mind. It just has to keep up with all the words scrambling about to get out. It's just sheer bliss. And believe it or not, when I read all this later when I wake up, I would have no idea where this came from.