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Monday, March 22, 2010

I HAD A DREAM. AAAAA. A VERY WEIRD DREAM. CORPSE BRIDE-ISH.

i dreamt i was being married to a person i don't know to save the race of the middle class. i wasn't very game on it, but wasn't so opposed to it. so the omiai [arranged] wedding began. i was dressed in a weird suit-like, not wedding-ish dress. the wedding wasn't even held at church it was inside our house. and liek you kno what, our house is so small. and so the weirdest things happened. i started the march alone in my parents' bedroom, then the little hall, then finally the living room. i was greeted by a girl who i don't recall in my dream [who oohed and aahed over me], alvin uy lim [YES, HIM. IONO WHAT THE HELL HE'S DOING THERE TOO YOU KNO!?] who shook my hand, then my parents, then the groom.

dundundun.... it was-

JORDAN!!! [like wth???]

he's a churchmate and a childhood friend, somewhat. i grew up with him in church. back to the dream.

he smiled and said quite easily "sa cheek ha." then he suddenly kissed me on the cheek. near the lips. aaaa. probably to fool the parents that we really kissed. and so we were married. no priest present in there.

we had a private time to ourselves, which we spent talking and laughing and knowing each other. no, we didn't have kids. no, we didn't grow old. i stopped the dream. i woke up feeling very "WTH why am i having dreams this year and why these weird dreams". i even asked God, "are you giving symbols or anything? [somewhere between the lines that 'i deserve someone better'??]

clarification. the guy mentioned has a girlfriend [i think], and i do not hit on people who have relationships. but an OMIAI. i had an OMIAI. it was meee. O___O

P.S. i met Christine today. she's small as usual. we had a lot of fun time together. will visit her house this week. yay yay yay~

written @5:38 AM

missing you
Tuesday, March 16, 2010

dear blog,

it's been twelve days since i last saw you. that's not much time but at least i have an excuse to write to you. i can't sleep. a random thought just came in now. i remembered walking home together with kuya tud. he suddenly shifted positions so that i was walking on the curb and he was where cars come and go. such gentlemen still exist, huh. he's a christian. and nothing could ever go wrong with kuya tud.

i feel so reminiscent today. the four years of torture have come to an end. friends came and go. and they will still be friends. first year. it was the crappiest year. arga made me cry and i hated royce. i was so bitter, but i got over it. second year was the best. even though my name was always on the bottom of the class rankings, curie bonding was the best. even if we had a crappy adviser. scratch that, she was ok. third year. HAY. this was the year that i had boy troubles. and the year we formed the jonas sisters. our class was the black sheep of the batch [as they have made us feel; they were always angry at us], and we made our adviser cry. fourth year, finally. it was a piece of heaven. my classmates were ok, but they weren't the best, i admit.

and now i also feel that i should stop forcing me dreams to another person. and i should stop dreaming too much. it isn't healthy. i guess it's time to let go of megane-kun [even if i didn't own him]. i'll wait for him till he becomes a good christian. haha. i'll still see him anyway. and since i'm graduating, i have some things to say. thanks because i met you when we were kids. thanks for the memories at SPARKS [i bet you didn't want to remember that], thanks for coming on my birthday [bet this one too], and thanks for talking to me when i thought you were ignoring certain people. oh. i still remember you gave me a cute little purple notebook on your birthday. it's still with me. good times, good times. now, all i can say that megane-kun has been a good friend and i'm not going past those boundaries. thanks for the memories dear friend. i got my priorities straight now. i guess.

while walking around the subdivision with ma, we talked about ate ia not getting enough contact. well, she's busy and there's no internet in the apartment she's staying at, so it's tricky. she's is taiwan. but mom said "kahit na. she should still contact us." oh, the worries of a mother. every mother wants to know every little thing of their children at all times. no choice, ate ia's enjoying her life there, making money, having fun with friends, still going on scooters even if she already had an accident. i'm jealous. i felt betrayed. she's enjoying. so i swore to myself that i'll get that tourism course and travel round the world and make lots of money. and work abroad. even if that doesn't help the philippines. but then, i still like/want to get the clothing technology course. i wanted to DESIGN. sew. cut. sell. and make money too. two options, one choice. it's getting harder and harder everyday.

i'm a finalist in the EPWMD contest 'everyday is earth day'. which is what i've been praying for. God, Lord, thank you very much!!! i'm praying that i'll win. at first, i was selfish. i thought, when i win, i'll buy a bike. but thanks to a bible study session, i need to tithe first. that big money wouldn't last if you didn't give some back to God. and it's true, i've tested it. otherwise, if you've been giving back, you'll experience that you're never running out of money, no matter how much you give. i tested this too. so guys, learn to give back 10 percent [or even more] of your allowances/ money/ anything!!! those who are sincere in giving will be rewarded. remember this story. there was a pharisee and an old woman who were tithing. the pharisee gave lots of money, while the old woman gave only two coins. the pharisee, compared to what he gave, owned a lot more than that. while the old woman gave everything she had, which was the two coins. more points for the old woman. so remember, sincerity counts. DON'T EVEN THINK about not having enough money after you tithe. by mysterious ways, you'll get it back [or even more]. leftover money from spending will not be rewarded well. i tested this too. i got a feeble amount of allowance in return. ;______;

guys, pray for me that i win. it'll mean so much to me, i'm losing money right now and i'm not being helpful here at home spending for insurance on my face [if you know what i mean]. i admit i'm such a brat. i PROMISE i'll treat people AND tithe more than 10 percent of what i'll get when i win. i promise.

and i'm getting sleepy now. time to go to bed. good night~

with love,
ina

written @8:41 AM

madness inspired. you're late for tea, you know.
Thursday, March 4, 2010

"The greatest people are mad."
somewhere between those lines. can't rephrase it well.

anyway! no more spoilers ahead, i assure you.

this movie is Tim Burton's take on Lewis Carrol's 'Alice in Wonderland'. it's a mad concoction of two artists'... weirdness. it's so weird that you'll want to know what's next, because it's so unpredictable.

the movie blended together the two novels and tweaked it so it became a whole new story. one thing i notice is that Burton apparently had a color scheme change. it was still bleak but now there were bright pops of color added to it, so it's quite a surprise. oh, and the costumes too, they were lovely. victorian period, i think? it was set in the era of corsets and grand parties. the setting, you should see it! the castle of the white queen is a must-see. the details of the red queen's castle is also impressive. it was, colorful. the change of events was choppy. i didn't know why this scene followed that scene, and the next thing i knew, it was the end. so i was, "what? it's already the end?" but they rounded the story nicely; it's not blunt, neither much of a cliffhanger.

actors. you can never go wrong with Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham-Carter. aaand Anne Hathaway. you should see how the white queen [Hathaway] walks. it made me walk in that form for a while. Mia Wasikowsa, nothing much to say about her. she's new, good, nice, fine.

today's the start of the official viewing of Alice in Wonderland. it's available in all Philippine theaters. IMAX 3D will only be available in SM City North Edsa. tickets [based on sm] are priced 160+ for digital theater and 350 to 400 for IMAX 3D. i asked the prices on premiere night. i don't know if the price will change for the other days.

wanna win a limited edition pocket watch? then go to Azrael's Merryland for more info. [ i can't upload the picture, blogger's being iffy.]

written @6:34 AM