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tuesday, 30 jan 2007

Ooops~! Forgot to post yesterday. Too preoccupied with other, more fascinating, things. Let's face it. This blog is anything but interesting. To make up for it, I'm embedding my belated Christmas gift for you all...

Hayyy... I wish I can attend a SMAP concert.

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Not sure if you noticed but... err... new layout~!

sunday, 28 jan 2007

My favorite website at the moment is Binan no Nikki SMAP BLOG. Kyaaa~! Translated SMAP blog entries! Nakai-kun's silly quizzes make me laugh. The man is obsessed with food and women. I wish he did not mention shougayaki bento. Just had dinner but am hungry now. Shingo's extremely random posts never fail to warm my heart. He is so adorable! You could never find another 30-year-old that think like that and not creep you out. Goro-chan and Tsuyopon's accounts are relatively normal and sometimes unintentionally funny. And Kimura-kun's emoji-laden entries are quite (forgive me, Kimura-ichibans) girlish.

In other news, I'm seriously thinking of trading in my gray, low-tech cellphone for the white model that looks like a thin iPod. My sister tells me not to look for it because it's such an old release but I really like the look.

saturday, 27 jan 2007

Gassy stomach does not a good drinking companion make so I'm staying at home tonight, watching and rewatching my entire collection of SMAPxSMAP and Utaban clips. Most honest fun I've had in a while. Surest sign of aging and disillusionment? Check.

Random thoughts:
01. I like Nakai's gravelly voice. So sexy.
02. Song I'm currently listening to over and over is an old favorite, John Lennon's Imagine. I practically tear up at the end if my mood is gloomy enough.
03. Shingo's like a little lost child. I want to hug him every time I see him.
04. All recent daydreams involve Bistro SMAP. I still can't decide whether to appear as drummer for a rock band (I wear lots of black eyeliner, fishnet, and metal in that dream) or world-famous actress like Lee Young Ae. How smitten with her are they?!
05. I'm happy that my resolution to write in this blog everyday is turning into a success. I've fallen behind on my book reading, though.
06. My upper arms are so dry and mottled they look like diseased chicken skin. I dread the thought of visiting the skin doctor though. He'll prescribe the really heavy medicinal cream and ointment again and I really don't like the sticky feel of those on my skin. They're so heavy it's hard to get them off my hands once I get some on them.
07. I know I mentioned this before but taking a bath at four in the morning is really surprisingly heavenly.

friday, 26 2007

Drinking 720 cc. of Lemonada Purgante right now and trying not to barf. I'm positively shaking with waves of nausea every time I take a quivering sip of the extremely sour liquid.

Strangely, this reminds me of the regular nurse on my last lengthy confinement who confided in me, out of the blue, that her nurse assistant likes to get enemas regularly. That was one piece of information I certainly did not need.

thursday, 25 jan 2007

This page is getting impossible to load so I'll give my dear Nakai screenshots a rest and post just words until the end of this month.

My Japanese self-study is coming along quite nicely. I can recognize most of the Hiragana. Now it's just a matter of tackling Katakana, Kanji, sentence patterns and vocabulary and I'm good to go. Give me a decade or so before I can speak the language like a damn native.

wednesday, 24 jan 2007

From last week's episode (15 January) of SMAPxSMAP:

Our hero pumped his fist in the air as he bagged second place in the mini pottery workshop/competition corner. He made a classically-designed bowl with oddly-piped rim and a rather thick base.

The funniest moment was when Tsuyoshi-kun's creation was unveiled...

Nakai-kun and Kimura-kun tried to hold back their laughter.

Poor Tsuyoshi-kun looked flustered.
He unexpectedly got third place so there was some kind of redemption, at least. Kimura-kun, of course, was first place. This guy must feel like he has got to be on top of everything, I swear. His bowl was really professional-looking, though. As if it was made by a master potter. Shingo-kun and Goro-chan's masterpieces were too weirdly-shaped to be of actual use but they were adorable.

tuesday, 23 jan 2007

Shingo Mama is so cute~!

She "kissed" Gackt. Haha~!

Then there's Takuya Mama...

monday, 22 jan 2007

So far, this is my most favorite of all his outfits.

Kakkoi! He's manly enough to pull that flowery shirt off.

With Utaban co-host, Ishibashi. Giving an intense look at a guest performing classical music.

IMHO, he always looks better in casual than formal wear.

In one of his Louis Koo phases. Not sure I like him so tanned but it does show off his big adorable eyes.

sunday, 21 jan 2007

Nakai gives a guest the evil eye.
Woke up feeling a bit better. Sundays have this solemn, almost funereal, air that always calms me down. I will probably die on a gloomy Sunday. With Nagori Yuki playing softly in the background. For dramatic effect. You know?

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Had dinner tonight at the new Greek restaurant in Greenbelt and I now feel crappy in more ways than one. My stomach must not be recovering quickly as I thought. The moussaka is really good, though. As is the lamb. Not so much the flaming mango. I prefer my fruits fresh and cold. Anyway, try ordering something flambeed if you happen to be at Cyma. All the waitstaff actually scream "Opa!" at the top of their lungs every time a dish is set alight. It's sort of blandly surreal, if you know what I mean.

saturday, 20 jan 2007

Nakai's too cute when he's trying to hide his grin like that.
Foregoing my usual attempts at stupid commentaries tonight. Headache pounding, brain surpassing the circumference of my skull, and eyes too sore.

friday, 19 jan 2007

Sorry. There's really nothing else on my mind these days. I'm tempted to save my apologies for later because this may not be the last time I post photos of sexy Nakai-kun but thought it's best to get it out of the way first.

On a related note, I've started studying Japanese in earnest to understand all the unsubbed SMAPxSMAP torrents I downloaded on my (not-so-)spare time for the past few days. The first lesson (Watashi wa baka to the makusu desu. Heh.) is deceptively simple but the rest is like a ten-ton anvil pounding repeatedly onto my head.

thursday, 18 jan 2007

The only reason I'd want to be a ridiculously famous one-name celebrity (think Madonna) is to get invited to Bistro SMAP. I've love to see Shingo-kun's impersonation of me. And there's got to be absolutely nothing better than five seriously hot guys competing for your attention and feeding you really good food. Sounds like a male harem, yeah?

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Dear Esteemed Readers,

I realize the recent overload of Nakai visuals may be dangerously veering into annoyance territory for all three of you. There are more pictures tonight, I'm afraid. Enjoy...?

He's especially cute in those pilot overalls.

wednesday, 17 jan 2007

Why is SMAP fanclub membership limited to Japanese citizens only? T_T

tuesday, 16 jan 2007

Right. I believe I'm a little obsessed.

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Been grappling with the issue of "life's work" since the beginning of this year. Kinda sick now of incessantly worrying over it actually. Despite the occasional angsty moment, I'd managed to do a pretty good job of keeping it out of my mind for the past few years. But I've been wondering if I still have the luxury to flit from interest to random interest when I'm nearing thirty. What I'm doing now is not that fulfilling. Did not really do anything about it because I think I've been unconsciously looking for a mentor to tell me when and what I should be doing. Now that I've realized how un-proactive and a stupidly dangerous excuse for procrastination that is, maybe the first move should be mine.

Seriously, what the hell do I want to do with my life?!?

monday, 15 jan 2007

Meet my future husband, Nakai Masahiro. Born in Kanagawa Prefecture in the Shonan area on the 18th of August 1972, he's six years older than me and a Leo. His blood type is also A. He's 165 centimeters tall and weighs 54 kilograms. His head size is 54 centimeters, neck size 32 centimeters, middle finger ring size 58 millimeters, shoulder width 38 centimeters, stretched hand-to-hand width 56 centimeters, chest size 83 centimeters, waist size 65 centimeters, hip size 79 centimeters, and leg length 75 centimeters. His shoe size is 24.5 centimeters. He has dark skin, light brown eyes, and chapatsu hair that he shampoos three times a day on the average. His eyesight is 0.3 on the right and 0.1 on the left. If you want to treat him to dinner, it's always a good idea to take him to an at-home style Japanese restaurant. Preferably one that serves saury, Japanese-style boiled spinach, pork miso soup, bacon, first-class melon, rice, and oolong tea. And also, he's a sports freak. But that shouldn't get in the way of true love, right?

Oh well. I'd be happy just being his ~~stalker~~ biggest fan.

sunday, 14 jan 2007

My SMAP fandom has officially started. Spent the entire day looking up SMAPxSMAP clips on YouTube and J-Pop trackers which caused eye strain sufficiently painful enough for someone as pathologically self-destructive as I am to feel concern. It's only a matter of time before I collect bootleg DVDs of all their movie and TV appearances, stalk Nakai-kun in the bowels of Tokyo, and write shameless yaoi fanfictions that may or may not have plots involving Kimura's violently messy divorce from Kudo and remarriage to... ahem.... me. Unhealthily addicted to the show now. My need for weekly SmaSma fix is alarming. Man, I wish our cable carries Fuji TV instead of the oddly public-servicey NHK.

saturday, 13 jan 2007

Didn't make it to Mall of Asia tonight. Spent almost four hours stuck in a fuckin' gridlock because three-fourths of Manila decided to come out and watch the Pyro Fuckolympics. Pasay area was really, really clogged with slack-jawed spectators. Temptation to run down the meandering hordes extremely strong, much like the irresistible impulse to squish a congregation of ants. Turned and went back home instead when the traffic eased because nursing a pounding headache seemed to be more prudent than facing multiple murder charges. Coffee and Biogesic not helping. Trying to relieve stress by rewatching SMAPxSMAP Love Award clips.

SMAPxSMAP Love Award 2002 (Part 1)

SMAPxSMAP Love Award 2002 (Part 2)

SMAPxSMAP Love Award 2002 (Part 3)

SMAPxSMAP Love Award 2002 (Part 4)
I adore SMAP.

friday, 12 jan 2007

This is currently my most favorite song. It feels a bit dated, in a good way. Like a warm, cherished memory of an old friend or a long-lost lover. Tsuji Nozomi's version is the first I've heard of it. A fellow J-Pop freak sent me a funny Utaban bit where Nakai sang the same song angstily on karaoke and I'm already dreaming of a Nakai/Tsuji duet. I can't be the only person who think they look good together, as in romantically, despite the large age difference and the fact that Nakazawa likes him. There are no senpai rights when it comes to these things, are there?

Would love to hear SMAP's version but I still have yet to find a torrent file of them performing it on SMAPxSMAP.

As my Japanese is woefully inadequate, I present to you the romanized form of...

Nagori Yuki
(1975)

Kisha o matsu kimi no yoko de boku wa
Tokei o ki ni shite 'ru
Kisetsu hazure no yuki ga futte 'ru
Tokyo de miru yuki wa kore ga saigo ne to
Samishisou ni kimi wa tsubuyaku
Nagori yuki mo furu toki o shiri
Fuzake sugita kisetsu no ato de
Ima haru ga kite kimi wa kirei ni natta
Kyonen yori zutto kirei ni natta

Ugoki hajimete kisha no mado ni
Kao o tsukete
Kimi wa nani ka iou toshite 'ru
Kimi no kuchibiru ga sayounara to ugoku koto ga
Kowakute shita o muite 'ta
Toki ga yukeba osanai kimi mo
Otona ni naru to kizukanai mama
Ima haru ga kite kimi wa kirei ni natta
Kyonen yori zutto kirei ni natta

Kimi ga satta HOOMU ni nokori
Ochite wa tokeru yuki o mite ita
Ima haru ga kite kimi wa kirei ni natta
Kyonen yori zutto kirei ni natta
Kyonen yori zutto kirei ni natta
Kyonen yori zutto kirei ni natta

thursday, 11 jan 2007

My mother is very fond of fake flowers, a near-obsession I find baffling and creepy.

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Songs I Play Over and Over (In No Particular Order...)
01. (Are You) The One That I've Been Waiting For? ~ Nick Cave
02. Nagori Yuki (なごり雪) ~ Tsuji Nozomi
03. The Peace! ~ Morning Musume
04. Sweet Darling ~ Aaron Kwok
05. Ai no Imi wo Oshiete ~ W (Double U)
06. Dancing! Natsu Matsuri ~ 10nin Matsuri
07. I Wanna Hold You Forever ~ Aaron Kwok
08. Wonderful Tonight (Instrumental) ~ Eric Clapton
09. Imagine ~ John Lennon
10. One Voice ~ Brandy
11. Ready Go! ~ WaT
12. Furusato ~ Sayaka Ichii and Nakazawa Yuko
13. Jankenpyon ~ Mini Moni
14. Love isn't a Crime ~ Edison Chen featuring Eason Chan
15. All for One & One for All! ~ H.P. オールスターズ
16. Elephant Love Medley ~ Moulin Rouge
17. Lovesong ~ The Cure

wednesday, 10 jan 2007

Had the brilliant idea to shave all my eyebrows and found out too late that the tattoos have already faded to the point where they're barely visible under normal lighting conditions. I'm now walking around looking like Powder and scaring a few kids. Nice. Thank ye all that is unholy I haven't thrown these away yet...

tuesday, 09 jan 2007

A warning to myself:

Limits are possibilities... you want the world as your palette. But beware: You can be crippled by too many choices, especially if you don't know what your goals are.

[Source: The Cheese Monkeys: A Novel In Two Semesters, Chip Kidd.]

monday, 08 jan 2007

What I wouldn't give to have a pseudo-mullet like this... I'd dress up everyday punk rock style. As it is, it's impossible to wear my frizzy curls down and wear heavy makeup, chains, and fishnet stockings without looking like a '90s metal band groupie or a twenty-peso hooker.

I seem to derive greater pleasure from dressing up in outrageous outfits than in brand-name clothes, which says something about my maturity, or lack thereof (and the horridness of my taste, I'm sure). Shocking uptight people is a delightful byproduct of this proclivity to attention-seeking. It was a teenage pastime and I still have yet to sow that wild oat. If I were Japanese, I'd probably make a hobby of parading around in fantastically shiny anime gear down Harajuku on Sundays.

When we had the Holga Witch Project with the Lomomanila people last November, I was tickled by the fact that I went around as Sandman's Death on my birthday even though the whole getup was damn near uncomfortable when gamely worn whilst trampling around muddy fields under hot and humid weather and also lugging a heavy bag and a couple of cameras. Good times.

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Just finished Haruki Murakami's After the Quake. Definitely not one of his better efforts, IMHO. Most of the stories are lacking in... something. Maybe it got lost in the translation? It's as if they were written by somebody who was imitating the Murakami prose style of magic realism and failing miserably. They're too vague, even for Murakami. I feel like I'm reading unfinished drafts that might be interesting had they and the characters been developed more fully. That said, I don't care for AtQ. I'd recommend one of his other books of shorts, The Elephant Vanishes. Now the stories in TEV are so haunting they actually keep me awake at night.

sunday, 07 jan 2007

Somebody's walking around with a dirty plastic lampshade on her head and she's pissed.

Leica's surgery went fine. The cherry eye was removed, not tucked in, so the possibility of dry eye syndrome worries me a bit. I'll deal with it if it happens. But for now, I'm just happy there's none of that ecchy conjunctival sac jutting out of her poor eye.

saturday, 06 jan 2007

These are part of the Christmas dinner I've managed to shoot before I got shoved aside by the hungrier members of the pack. Add a week of gluttonous consumption to immoderate guzzling of champagne and cola throughout the holiday season, voracious New Year feasting, and damnable PMSing, small wonder I'm now waddling around in trackpants and tentlike shirts I reserve for fat days. Even my fingers feel bloated.

friday, 05 jan 2007

Just sent my darling Leica to the veterinarian so she can get her cherry eye fixed. I wish there is some way I can assure her that it is for her own good and I am really coming back to get her after three hours.

Whoever said raising dogs is like taking care of perpetually hyper two-year-old children... is not kidding. I despise KSP morons who buy puppies just because they make cute accessories and then abandon or mistreat them later on after they realize it takes a lot of work to keep the dogs healthy and alive.

I have what barely passes for a sense of humor. But none whatsoever when it comes to animal welfare.

thursday, 04 jan 2007

Excellent advice to start off the new year, yes?

Despite whatever crumminess we had to endure during the preceding year, we are always unwisely bold enough to hope that the next year could be better. As if assigning a termination date to a run of bad or so-so days could end them. But yours truly is sane enough to realize that foolhardiness is conceivably better than despair so I heartily approve of New Year resolutions. Even if they are made to be broken...

1. Write in this blog everyday, if possible.
2. Hula hoop at least a thousand turns each day.
3. Bring dogs to parks more often.
4. Take dancing lessons in the summer.
5. Stick to no-snacks diet.
6. Learn how to cook at least ten dishes before this year ends.
7. Drink lots of water.
8. Get out and enjoy life more.