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Day 1: Success!

In Food, Personal on April 30, 2011 at 2:23 pm

I bought Leisure 18 Slimming Coffee yesterday. It says that after 18 days of drinking, you will lose weight. Today is my first day and so far so good.

Food Intake:

Lunch: 3 Teaspoons of Rice, 1 Fried Chicken, 2 small glasses of coke

Dinner: KFC Funshots, KFC Mushroom Soup and Small Pepsi.

Dessert is MCDonald’s Berry Blueberry Sundae.

Universe, please help me lose weight!


The Borrowers

In Family, Personal on April 29, 2011 at 7:45 am

 ‘Amicu certus in re incerta cernitur’, this Latin phrase means, ‘a sure friend is known when in difficulty‘.

It would be so much better to rely upon superheroes like Superman, Spiderman and the like in times of need but they don’t exist. Therefore, we have no choice but to turn to our friends in times of needs.  These needs may be a matter of life and death. It can also be as shallow as Paris Hilton. Whatever these needs may be, it is comforting to know that you have someone that you can always depend upon.

Two hours ago, I have this friend who came at my place. She wants to borrow 6000 pesos because her brother is on the verge of losing his apartment in Thailand.  Usually, I would give her what she needs. Today, she left without a single cent from me. I said no.

I’m saving up for a new laptop and I just did not trust her anymore. If my memory serves me right, she still owes me 500 pesos from a “previous transaction” ( This previous transaction was actually when she borrowed money from me in the middle of the night because her son is sick.). But she acts as if she forgot about it and I am too shy to bring the topic up. It’s just 500 pesos anyway.

Even if I’m this outspoken and blunt, money matters still make me cringe. They say I am a/an (im)perfect candidate for lending money because I’d be too shy to take it back. It actually depends on perspectives as a person who has no intention of paying me back may see me as a perfect lender while a person who genuinely cares about my “funds” may think of me as an unfit lender. My friend who just left a couple of hours ago knows this. I don’t know what her perspective is but I think she’s using my (im)perfect lender-ness  to her advantage.

It’s quite flattering to know that I’m the person that she turns to when she needs anything, money especially.  But I’ve learned my lesson and I’ve learned it the hard way. I’m not the first person whom she borrowed money from. We have this common friend whom she borrowed money from, I don’t know if its settled or not. But I know that that common friend does not trust her with money matters any more. In fact, he is hiding from her.

Last June, I asked this friend of mine to buy me a camera. She was in and out of Thailand. Nikon has factory there so the cameras there a cheaper as compared here. I asked her to buy me a Nikon D3000. According to her, its cost there is just 14,000 pesos. Way too cheap as compared to the 21,000 pesos price of Nikon D3000 here. I gave her the money on a Saturday. She says that her friend will go home from Thailand on Monday. She will do me a big favor by asking her friend to buy the camera for her so she can give it to me. Perfect plan, right? By my friend’s estimate, her friend with the camera will arrive on Monday. I was so excited for Monday to come but Monday came and left without a camera in my hand.

She asked me if I want the money or she’ll personally buy the camera for me as she is going back to Thailand anyway. I agreed to plan B, she will buy the camera for me herself. I was not in a hurry to have a camera anyway, 7000 pesos makes a huge difference. She promised me that by July, she’ll be home and she’ll have the camera but nothing happened.

By mid-July, she told me to send her extra money, 3000 pesos to be exact. She says that she’s in Manila now but their company’s secretary is coming to the country and she says that the visiting secretary will bring the camera. The price may have increased but it has freebies like a Nikon Tripod, Filters and the like. I was thinking that 17,000 is still way too cheap and I am still willing to wait but July became August and I got tired of her alibis.

Her alibis are as follows:

1. I’m stuck here in Manila. I have a lot of work ( Fine with me because I was just asking her a favor.)

2. Your camera is here with me but I need to go back to Thailand, I’ll be home soon.  ( I asked her to ship the camera to Iloilo but she says she does not know where LBC or Air21 is. I researched and gave her numbers of several couriers, she was not able to contact it. I ask her where her address in Manila is so that one of my friends can pick it up in her place but she declines)

3. Whoa! The camera is too expensive, my brother wants it too. My mom says I will give you back the money instead. ( I actually am devastated with this. I knew her brother and I really thought he was interested in the camera. I buy that lousy excuse of my friend. For weeks, she would come at my place promising to bring the camera but only to arrive with nothing but herself because she can’t SNEAK it out. )

This is when I decided to get the money instead. Early September I told her that I will get the money, 17000 pesos that is. I will buy the camera myself. This is when she tells me that she will do her best to sneak the camera out. For 1 week, I actually waited for her at coffee shops, I waited for her cousin to bring the camera but nothing happened. So I made a mental note to myself to really get the money from her.

I was expecting her to give me the exact amount in full and in cash when I said I wanted the money instead of the camera but boy! I was wrong. First week of October she gave me 10,000 pesos. It was okay with me because she promised to pay it back the following day but nothing happened. I let it pass.

I went to Bacolod on the last week of October. I was using my Bacolod trip to get the money from her. If I count the money I spent on the load I used to text her in between June to October, it would have cost more or less 1000 pesos.

I feel bad for turning her down but I don’t want to take the risk again. If this happens again, I might not beg her anymore. I might be mad at her and it might take a toll on our friendship. I have this gut feeling that she’s taking advantage of me. It’s up to me to let her do it or not. Other than her “borrowing issues”, she’s a good friend. I don’t want to totally lose friendship with her just because of money.

I feel guilty for lying to her but I don’t want to feel stupid. I’d rather be a bad, unhelpful, unreliable  and lying friend than a stupid and abused person who never learns from previous mistakes.

Multiplication of Gays

In Personal on April 28, 2011 at 7:02 am

There is this joke about gays multiplying even if they are not able to give birth. I have this straight guy friend who is thankful for the multiplication of gays. According to him, the phenomenon is working to his advantage as “ugly” guys like him can have better chances at women as gay guys are of course not interested in them.

My friend has a point. But this is not entirely true as there are women who fall for gay guys. Personally, I find Augusten Burroughs hot. I may sound real shallow here but his physical appearance is one of the many things that must be noted. He writes, his books are funny. I enjoyed reading Dry and Running with Scissors. Other than that, he takes beautiful pictures and has cool tattoos. If I were to choose between my “male” friend or “gay” Augusten, I would definitely go for the latter. I don’t give a rat’s ass whether he is gay or not.

There are a lot of cases of women getting married to gay guys. Whether they get hitched for convenience, love, security, money or whatnot. The point is that women would not mind settling down with a gay guy as long as they are “committed” to each other. Its like, “I don’t care if you date other men as long as I’m the only woman in your life.” Yes, that’s how crazy we, women are.

What my friend failed to see is that women value love, loyalty and monogamy over masculinity and sex. I’d be a hypocrite if I say I don’t raise my eyebrows whenever I see an odd couple,  (by odd I mean gay man, straight woman or gay woman and gay guy) intentions are questioned, money matters are considered, love is blamed and the like.

But hey, who am I to question and judge these people? Who knows, they might have found and are walking hand in hand with their own Augusten Burroughs”?

High Again?

In Personal on April 27, 2011 at 2:22 pm

Its not even 420 but I’m feeling high again. Go figure!


In Personal on April 26, 2011 at 6:11 am

Happy 5/4 Tin. 

My song for you:

Well I saw you with your hands above your head
Spinning around, trying not to look down
But you did, and you fell, hard on the ground
Then you stumbled around for a good ten minutes
And I said I’d never seen anyone look so dumb before
And you laughed and said I still know how to turn you on though

You’re the only one who
Drags me kicking and screaming through fast dreams
You’re the only one who
Knows exactly what I mean

And I probably forgot to tell you this
Like that time I forgot to tell you about the scar
Remember how uncomfortable that made you feel?
See you’re not what I expected
But you’re the only one who knows how to handle me
And you’re such a great kisser and I know that you agree

You’re the only one who
Drags me kicking and screaming through fast dreams
You’re the only one who
Knows exactly what I mean

I hope you can forgive me for that time
When I put my hand between your legs
And said it was small
Cuz its really not at all
I guess there’s just a part of me that likes to bring you down
Just to keep you around
Cuz the day that you realize how amazing you are
You’re gonna leave me

You’re the only one who
Holds my hair back when I’m drunk and get sick
You’re the only one who
Knows exactly what I mean

You’re the only one who
Drags me kicking and screaming through fast dreams
You’re the only one who
Knows exactly what I mean

Exactly what I mean

Well I saw you with your hands above your head
Spinning around, trying not to look down
But you did, and you fell, hard on the ground

Top 10 undiscovered destinations

In Personal, Travelling on April 26, 2011 at 5:33 am

Banaue, Philippines
Reader Recommendation: “Sagada, Bontoc and Banaue, Philippines: It’s another world out there. It’s amazingly beautiful.”
— @kristallamillah on Twitter
More Info: This region of the Philippines is where you can see the country’s spectacular 2,000-year-old rice terraces, which are believed to have been made largely by hand. They are now a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Read full article here.

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In a hot summer day like this, I can only think of one place  the Cordellira Autonomous Region. I miss the clean air, the friendly people, the lemon pie, the rice terraces, the long walks, the cliffs and the ICY COLD WATER.


6 Stages and 2 Options

In Personal on April 25, 2011 at 1:42 pm

Get hitched or get lost.

Note to self: Must make boyfriend see this video.

Quality vs. Quantity

In Event, Family, Personal on April 25, 2011 at 8:29 am

My first and last expensive watch.

When I was 11 years old, I saved up for my first expensive watch. It was a Casio Baby-G which costs at about 5,ooo Php. For my cheapskate and pessimistic mother, it was too expensive and too risky.

Why risky?

I might lose such an expensive watch or I might lose an arm if the “snatcher” decides to chop off my hand along with the watch. But that’s just Medialyn being Medialyn.

After a year or so, my blue Baby-G vanished into thin air. The sad thing about its disappearance is that I don’t know if it was stolen, misplaced or forgotten. My mother was right all along, I will lose it. Had I known it earlier, I would have had my name and address engraved on it or I would have purchased a knock-off. But I was being me, stubborn and so I got what I deserved.

The disappearance of my watch did not bother me one bit except for the money issue. The watch was really nothing to me. It was just a trend, the fad faded and I was not into the watch anymore or shall I say, I was never into watches.

My father would buy watches for me every now and then, same as my mother. My boyfriend used to buy me watches too. But if it were up to me, I would never buy a thing as horrible as a watch. Don’t get me wrong, I was not traumatized by my Baby-G incident, it was just the tip of the iceberg. I have a bigger and better reason to dread watches, clocks, sundials and other means of telling time.

I find watches cute, I buy them or I make my boyfriend buy them for me so I can coordinate them with my outfit. These cheap watches you can buy in different colors and design. Blue watch for blue shirt, pink watch for pink shoes and so on. As these are cheap watches, no one is interested in snatching or stealing them which is good. But they damage easily. Their straps break, their batteries run out, their colors fade.

This is when I realized that I was wearing watches not for the time but for shallow reasons. One is for fashion and other one is for the  ‘status symbol” that it offers. The more expensive your watch is, the higher your social status will be.

Its no wonder they break and disappear easily. Geneva watchmakers say that watches have souls. If what these watchmakers say is true, I must be violating the soul of the watches that I wear.
This is why I decided to stop wearing watches. I am not into them. Just because my Nurse friends have colorful and fashionable watches does not mean I have to jump at the watch-bandwagon too. I am so over the stage where I use watch for fashion.
I am always late anyway. Having a watch on wrist would be like wearing an orange shirt with a P on it after you’ve escaped from prison.

They would say, “Why are you late? You know what time is it, right? But if I don’t have a watch, I have an alibi. Sorry, I don’t have a watch. I was not aware of the time.

For me, time is qualitative. I don’t want to measure in minutes, seconds or hours. You don’t say, “I got married at 3:45 pm.” But rather, “The TIME when I got married was the BEST TIME of my life”. You don’t say, I hate 12:15’s because it is the time my Grandpa died. You say, “I hate TIMES OF GRIEF.”

You forget the time and the date but you don’t forget the feeling. I forgot what time is it that we went to Sagada but I will never forget the time that we spent there. I forgot what time is it that Basti Artadi handed me the autographed album sleeve but I will never forget what I felt that that moment.

Specifics are important, most especially if you are in court or under investigation. I have my unreliable cell phone to tell me the time, the quantitative time for that matter. I have my ever-reliable heart to tell me another kind of time, the qualitative time that is.

I refuse to wear a watch. I don’t wear a watch. I don’t need it in my life, not right now at least. The last thing that I would want to put on my wrist is a time-bomb ticking every second telling me that time is indeed running out.

For now, I am happy to use adjectives instead of numbers when telling, measuring and reminiscing time.


In Boredom, Personal on April 25, 2011 at 5:29 am

mera joy’s What Kind of Girl are You?

You are pure and beautiful. Looking into your eyes is a religious experience. When you spread your wings men fall to their knees, and kiss the ground. Hallelujah!

mera joy’s Partying Personality Quiz

Contemplative Stoner
You are a relaxed party-goer. You like to light up a bowl, and pass it between a few close friends. You are a master of conversation. Well-versed in the philosophies of the party, you can be a trusted source of insight. When the pot runs out, however, we expect you to call it a night. Why stay up if there is nothing to smoke?

mera joy’s Are You Sexy?

Yes. You are really sexy. You have the figure, the looks, and the smile that drives them mad! Use it to your advantage! Flaunt yourself and have a good time! After all, soon old age will set in, and all that will be gone…

mera joy’s What Simpsons Character are You?

You are a rascal, and a social deviant. You are happiest when you’re causing trouble, and pissing off the authorities. A cherry bomb down the toilet or tagging your name? Who knows what you are going to do next!

mera joy’s How Gay are You?

You’re gay. Not that there is anything wrong with that! You like pink, and rainbows, and Judy Garland.

mera joy’s Are You a Fattie?

You are a fattie! You like to eat, and you don’t like to exercise. You are the typical American, and more power to you for that! Be proud of your body. After all, you have a lot of body to be proud of!

mera joy’s How Will You Die?

It’s both modern and fashionable. Perhaps you have a genetic disposition for it? Perhaps you’ve done a bit too much of the booze and cigarettes? Your fate is already certain, so prevention isn’t really an option. Party it up!

About Me

In Personal on April 25, 2011 at 5:27 am

Mera Joy Aniolga
Male, 71, Married, Great Britain (UK)

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Strawberry Fields

Delta Company eh( I own that company..whehehe..)

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Other education:
St.Elizabeth of Hungary Kinder School, Colegio de San Jose, Central Philippine University

Colegio De San Jose, Attended 1990 – 2003, Class of 2003, Other

BSN ( Babaye sang Nurse)

Kurimao, Pulido Family, Underground Infernal Society, Mascom Avengers, KUB, Tropah……..

What I enjoy doing:
ARGUING and WINNING, malling, reading, channel@net surfing, hanging out with pwens, laugh tripping, counting stars, raindrops, clock ticks, footsteps kag huni sang tuko, monologue sa sulod banyo, kitkit kuku, crosstitch and crocheting, higda2, storya sang hinubog and most of all explore the wonders of my anatomy heheehehe…..

Favorite Books:
lolita, the kiterunner, atonement, harry potter(hands up ko sa mga ideas ni jk rowling), twisted(i luv jessica zafra), dogeaters(nice twist sa story), vampire chronicles(need i say more?), manananggal terrorizes manila(hail jessica zafra!), to kill a mockingbird(Pulitzer awardee ini mu), little prince(I love his innocence), the alienist(waw), morgans passing(i wish to meet someone as eccentric as he is), the reivers(mga manol kg buki wahahaha), the fortunate pilgrim(luluoy cla..), the catcher in the rye(recommend ko sa tanan…), don quixote de la mancha(funny..), see jane run(kahaladlukan…), eleven minutes(ayos na klase pokpok)einstein’sdream(weird but nice buk) pulp and pugadbaboy( i know, they are not books but i read them anyway)……

Favorite Movies:
the kite runner, lords of dogtown, detroit rock city, the tracey fragments, city of god, wanted, prince caspian, harold and kumar(both the prequel and sequel)juno, hard candy, requiem for a dream, across the universe, trainspotting and a whole lot of drug movies, chronicle of narnia, life is beatiful(matululo luha mu bskan maton ka pa), the pianist, ovosodo, adaptation, in time of the butterflies, not one less, frida, malena, balzac and the little seamstress, the hours, tuesdays with morrie, pool hall junkies, breads and tulips, antonia i also lab watching short indie films like the wound, the milkman, ang bantay, revolution, taxi ni pilo, dansport, contamination and many more

Favorite Music:
tanan na gatukar sa radyo(im a cheapskate eh, i dont wanna buy cd’s hehehe)

Favorite TV Shows:
i hate our cable company, jack tv is no longer available. thank goodness im workin on a night shift so i havent got the time to watch tv….

Zodiac Sign:

About Me:
tinetic kuno…pti ah, TINETIC gd mn ko…..
a histrionic hypochondriac who adores BASTI and GAEL.
yes, im a bitch and i wud take that as a compliment.
id like to make myself believe that im a voracious reader
i am my parents love child
i believe that aliens exist (seriously)
im left handed and right brained but im in no way artistic.
literature for me is one of the best gift god gave to mankind.
i hate posers but i love to pose though, especially in cam whoring..
lately ive come to realize that im indeed thrifty.
teaching is my passion, naks! but really, my ultimate dream is so unglamorous but very noble..hahaha
before you judge me, try walking in my shoes! (tip: chuck taylor)
leganes is a haven for me…(figure it out..)
i wanna be like carrie bradshaw, write for a living, be very fashionable, live a laidback life, have cute guys around and walk in new york city with manolo blahniks-what a life!
i live in my sneakers, given enough money, i wd collect each and evry chucks in the world..
i wonder if imelda marcos has chucks too?
i love zach coz he’s very erudite..hehe
i feel incomplete without my earrings.
i hate dumb people ept homer simpson.
i think my personality precedes me, oh well…
i live in my own world, in my own time (no wonder im always late!)
my life passed me by like a scenery from a car’s window…
i talk a lot…….
i dont want things that i dont have…
and ive recently figured out that the key to a happy life is a literal key(haha! kidding)that the key is to simply be…
before i die, i wanna be able to og to auswitch, or one of the death camps during the genocide…
no, i dont condone hitler, its just that im amazed by his speech power..
i also wanna go to jaPAN and check come harajuko girls out…
PRINCE CASPIAN is my hot but really, ive got the hots for ben barnes…
i have a love hate relationship with ebay….
i plan/dream to buy a lomo camera and an slr but i think i would have to stick with the lomo camera since slr are like way out of my league,financially.
i love torturing other people, emotionally! ahaha im so evil…
i sometimes wish im a millionaire so i could go to every place that i fancy…those beaches….tsk!
lately, im working out on how to execute a headstand, i dunno, ive nver been interested with physical stuff before but i just wanna try if i could and maybe break my neck or just get the feel of it.ahahaah is my latest obsession….

Who I Want to Meet:
another me
a rabbit hu will pull a magician out of a hat
banksy in all his glory
adam worth
charles culln and charles manson
marie antoinette…….
dr. suess (mind you, its sound like “choice” not juice, the pronunciation i mean.)
people hu actually laugh “mwahaha” in real life
a llama only if its name is dalai
holden caulfield or jd salinger, either of one them
but in a mor realistic sense, i want to meet people who can keep up to the insanity of my sanity…..
mga ka wavelength n those who are willing to stoop down on my
backwards and distortrd idea of reality…..
I also wanna meet BANKSY…..
ben barnes
cynthia heimel
aldous huxley
marquis de sade
MC Gorky of Bonde do role