am worried about a few things today… and i could just be paranoid but there seems to be a foreboding in the air. i’m hoping i’m just being hypersensitive.

in the meantime, nothing comforts like the words of God, really. (well, a hug sometimes helps a lot, too.) but wanted to share this today in case there are some of you who might be going through stressful times, too.

on the flipside, it’s december.

Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is life not more important than food and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life.

so my black macbook finally conked out on me. i've been living with a broken lcd for a few weeks now and it's been a bitch. it's taking all of my willpower not to throw the whole thing out the window out of frustration. which is why blogging (through LJ, tumblr, etc.) has stopped being fun for the meantime.

ah. but my dad is awesome sauce. i cannot help but admit that i do play the favorite child card once in a while. i don't abuse the privilege, though. mainly because i'm almost thirty, have lived apart from them for a while now and am earning my own money. it's more out of pride than anything, to be honest. that and i have other siblings that should benefit from my dad's generosity more. ah but at times like these, shame is trumped by need.

so i asked and daddy has giveth. tomorrow, i give up this clunky plastic mess and trade up the the beautiful aluminum unibody macbook pro. i cannot wait. mainly because i'm sure the lcd of that will be beautiful and whole and working. yayy.

also, one more reason to rejoice! tomorrow is a holiday. yayy. i only need to work 2 days this week... don't get me wrong. i love my new job and have been happy to come in even on days off. however, i HAVE been working even on days off. it'd be nice to have one day (or two) where i do absolutely nothing. should be an awesome week. more time to get to know the new mac.

guh. i'm so excited.

i don't really know what to say about this. 30+ people were killed. women and journalists who were sent because no one thought they would be harmed. but they were massacred and the women, raped, before being killed. only 20-some people have been identified so far, some of the bodies mutilated beyond recognition.

during the course of this whole thing, before it started, during and after, i wonder if anyone from the ampatuan camp thought this was wrong, this shouldn't happen. and what led to their decision to keep quiet and/or continue to participate? i'd really like to know.

anything, anyone to explain this and possible give it some sense.

because right now, there's nothing i can think of but this. two days now, just imagining how horrible it is to live in a time and a place where this is possible. it. doesn't. make. sense.

please someone explain it to me.

it's a monday. i can hear the heavy trudging of feet getting up and out to work. the unwillingness to give up the comforts of a yummy bed. not fighting the urge to snuggle with not too much effort. who hasn't woken up on a monday and wished the weekend lasted a little longer? i know i certainly did.

but not today. today i know what work really is. i know that i worship God through my job. i know that God placed me here, in this place with the gifts He's given me to use. this work is a blessing and how i do in it is a reflection of my love for Him. inasmuch as i love my current boss as well, i know that my boss is really the Lord and who wants to disappoint Him?

so beginning today, i stop complaining and whining. it helps that there's little to complain about. but nevertheless, God deserves more than grunts and objections. you should try it some time.

in other news, i think 2010 is going to turn out to be a very rosy year. heeh.

good morning!

so my return to radio, i feel, was pretty triumphant. i was feeling a lot of pressure (mostly from myself) and had super high expectations prior to coming on. decided though, right before talking for the first time, that i was just going to have fun. mentioned it as well to carisse (who was a bundle of nerves as well)... and just tried to loosen up as much as i could. and i have to say, it felt like coming home.

being behind the mic has always been an easy thing for me. i've never been shy about talking in front of people and have been hosting random events even during school. it always came easy... and no matter what was going on in my life, especially in the past five years, i could always count on being the girl behind the mic... to sound ok, to be smart, to know what was what even if i myself was feeling low and stupid and unhappy. that girl behind the mic, when it's turned on, is super on as well. she's sure of herself, she's confident, she's quick and she's smooth. a lot of things i'm not, to be honest with you. but i could always rely on being in the booth to pick things up, to put things to right, to make things better. i know it's a little kooky, but what frightens a lot of people gives me a lot of comfort. i suppose it's a lot like those people that like jumping out of planes or bungee cliffs. you do things that scare you, that test your limits, that push you beyond convenient to see how far you can go, how alive you can feel. i see why they do it again and again. i see why theater actors instantly change when they're on stage. i see why even comic book fanatics go nuts talking about their favorite characters. it's passion and it burns and it's crazy and it's difficult not to get all riled up about it.

that's what radio is for me. what the privilege of talking in front of people is.

it's a passion. and yes, it's a privilege.

i'm so happy to be back. i feel like this is going to be a new phase where i can get better, do things i've never done and just give everyone who listens an overall awesome experience. i like that i get to go on air only once a week--it doesn't feel like work and there's a long buildup before it happens.

speaking of the show, last saturday was awesome. thank you's are in order, methinks. salamat kina paolo valenciano at juddha paolo. paolo vs. paolo. for being our first guests and for making shakedown showdown super fun. i don't think these boys will be eating cheetos again for a while. thank you also to everyone who called, chatted, texted, friends and listeners who made it happy with encouragements and cheers. thank you to ninja dj who is now officially known as radio goddess for helping out--mahirap mag board ha. thank you. and of course, thank you to carisse, my partner. thank you for making things easier and for making four hours go by and feel like nothing but fun. friends are awesome. friends who are partners, even better.

hope you guys can tune in this saturday. tim tayag vs. noel gascon--members of the comedy cartel. they'll be going up against each other on shakedown showdown. we'll wrap up our celebration of sesame street's 40th anniversary as well. and we'll have HI-5 tickets to still give away--the only show to do so on U92. hit us up on twitter also!

SHAKEDOWN with patti and carisse
saturdays
10 am - 2 pm
only on U92, cool to be U!

re-posting from my facebook and philmug.


This has served me well but time to say goodbye methinks. Going for a super low, unbeatable price of P30,000.

It runs on Leopard and has the following info:

Model Name: MacBook
Model Identifier: MacBook2,1
Processor Name: Intel Core 2 Duo
Processor Speed: 2 GHz
Number Of Processors: 1
Total Number Of Cores: 2
L2 Cache: 4 MB
Memory: 1 GB
Bus Speed: 667 MHz
Boot ROM Version: MB21.00A5.B07
SMC Version (system): 1.13f3
Serial Number (system): 4H645D3LWGM
Hardware UUID: 00000000-0000-1000-8000-0017F231D4A9

The hard disk was newly replaced only three months ago. I'll throw in two chargers as well, one 60W magsafe and another for when you travel abroad. No box but complete booklets and installation disks.

Has a couple of problems. The right wrist pad has two very small cracks and the screen has a few dead pixels-- not really noticeable and doesn't affect the mac's performance.

Contact me for more info or to sched a viewing. Email djpatti@gmail.com.

Thank you!

i'm going back on air again beginning tomorrow.

it's been almost a month since i said my momentary goodbye to the airwaves. while i welcomed the break and plunged head first into doing other things for this new job which i love, it hasn't been easy shaking off five years worth of going on air almost everyday. i miss preparing for a show, hearing from the listeners, interacting with them, going with whichever flow that particular day wanted to go. i miss reading messages, taking calls, playing songs... making segues and adlibs so that everything comes out smoothly (and sometimes, not so smoothly). i miss the surprise visits, the prize giving. guh. i just obviously miss everything about radio.

but tomorrow, my suffering will finally end. SHAKEDOWN debuts on U92, cool to be U! carisse and i have been hard at work preparing for the show... and i'm pretty proud of what we have so far. it's nothing like i've ever done before and i can't wait to riot up everyone's saturdays. it's a show for all y'all that want to reminisce about your happy (or not so happy) childhoods... remembering the cartoons, shows and movies we all grew up with... including all the stuff kids now are growing up with, too. we'll have celebrity guests every week as well and they'll be showing sides of them no one's ever seen before. plus all the info you need to have a fantastic weekend.

to help the maiden voyage of the show, we'll be talking about 40 years of sesame street, feature music from the show, have juddha paolo and paolo valenciano over to visit and give away tickets to the katy perry concert and the HI5 show as well (for the kids).

wow.

i can't wait. tomorrow's show is made possible by vargas kitchen and pulse yoga.

SHAKEDOWN with patti and carisse
saturday / november 14 / 10am-2pm
only on U92, cool to be U!

listen online and add us on twitter or email us your suggestions/comments. ;)

because i thought i was obeying God when i followed.

and now, it's turning out to be yet another source of stress. i can, of course, blame a bunch of other things. but in the end, it seems this is yet another decision that is turning out to be unwise. and am going through the consequences now, unable to do anything really because this is a situation that is never going to change, it seems.

no matter how hard we wish for it to be better, sometimes it never will be.

but, really, there are far worse things in the world. likebeingunderappreciatedandunderpaid.

this is, really, not so bad.

at least, october is done. and december isn't too far off.

yesterday was quite the day. a friend from NY had sent me an email a few days ago informing me that a hapless american tourist was bound my neck of the woods for a few days and might i (and a few other peeps) open our hospitable arms to him. and that i did. picked michael moore (not the director) up at the marriott and proceeded to rockwell to have a steady merienda/lunch at banana leaf and post-coffee at coffee bean with carisse. the non-director/naturlist guide had to meet with the rest of his kind at hard rock cafe (of all places) and carisse and i suddenly were free to do other things. surprise guest on the brewrats' radio show (where carisse was expectedly made the object of the boys' attention--funny results), attend a launch for phoebe cakes and a birthday party for alex, the proprietor of cyrano.

it was fun, as most all-nighters should go. but a price needs to be paid for most things. hence, the sleeplessness.

that's alright. i look forward to sleep later. hope y'all had better evenings than me. happy hump-day wednesday!

in fairness to me, it took a whole week before i finally succumbed to the leave-in-a-huff monster. my mom has that effect on me, you see. my stress levels have always been in direct proportion to hers... her voice volume, the tempo of her words, the frequency and density and weight of each phrase. even if i'm not the object of her tirade. all the sounds in our house carries over... so no matter where you might be, if she is on a freefall, you have no choice but to witness it.

it is painful. i can punctuate my childhood and early adulthood with making escapes. whether stealthily or in a huff. the latter was almost always the ready alternative. i've found it nearly impossible to leave angry without looking it.

but i told myself and had a conversation with God about it, too. no more of the messy, immature exits. i swallow my pride and honor my folks, just like the good book says... and stay put, just like He said. and i really wanted to obey... kept my mouth shut for the good part of the month and a half that i've been back home. i've told myself so many times, my mom is my mom is my mom. there's no going around it. and really, when she's not being unpleasant, she is, quite, pleasant.

long story short, am now in coffee bean outside the village simmering in my irritation and frustration. my mom has an intense inability to LET. THINGS. GO. hence, her lashings out usually consist of one or two points, rephrased and rehashed until they're ribboned on the floor, the original point lost beyond recognition. and i, in my sleepy state today, having just come from work, just didn't want to have any of it.

it seems no matter how hard we try to change and be the daughters our mothers will like, our mothers don't do as much work trying to be the moms we'd like at the same time.

it's just tiring, that's all. i'm tired today. first day of the week and i'm exhausted already.

i want to move out again but know this is an impossibility.

i'd rather obey God and be miserable.



guh.

i'm excited about my online social life again.

tumblr and blip are oh-zamm.

i have a headache because of frikkin' html codes, though. haven't worked out html in almost a decade. mental workout not necessary on this lazy saturday afternoon. but it's a rare one so might as well maximize with useless online acrobatics.

btw, makati is really pretty inviting on a weekend.



a lazy saturday calls for extended bedrest or a troll through town. trolling is what i chose today.

trilogy is an interesting shop that sells clothing, books, accessories, gadgets and others for the young and the hip (am pretending to be one just by being here now). and along another wall of it, is canteen which is a more grown-up version of the one we all grew up with, i'm sure. this version has very yummy and very affordable food. some dishes that caught my eye: the trailer park monte cristo -- deep fried peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, the bananas foster with mantecado ice cream and the pasta chamba. i've been a good girl, keeping to my diet, so split a pumpkin soup and an eggplant and mozzarella panini with carisse. but will definitely come back to try the other dishes.

free wifi too for freeloading freaks out there (like me).

oooh. and across the way is this wonderful salon called razzle dazzle. you will forgive the kitschy name because it's owned by zsa zsa padilla. star hairstylist and colorist abel pineda is my go-to guy here. make sure to book a visit with him in one of their private lounges at the back for out-of-the-way and instant celebrity pampering.


trilogy, canteen and razzle dazzle salon are all located on rada street, legaspi village, makati city.
trilogy + canteen are open all days of the week until about 8pm.
razzle dazzle is closed on sundays.
to book an appointment, call 8482388.

i was up. for close to 24 hours. it wasn't pleasant. and i don't think i've made up for it with the sleep i just had. but that's ok. this is a brand new weekend. and i intend to enjoy every waking second of it.

in other news, i hung out with the great gerry magnaye last night (radio god, jeremiah jr. on 99.5RT). quite by accident, i assure you. my favorite wine shop seemed to be a favored lighthouse for those seeking company last night. over fancy schamncy foreign beers and wine from a box (that i didn't like but had two glasses of) we talked shop. what's been happening to the industry and specifics as well. while i enjoyed kick-back-relax time with someone i grew up idolizing, it also broke my heart to hear him say things that i've been afraid of and worried about as well.

i miss old school radio.

but c'est la vie. we move with the times or else we get bulldozed by them.

them times, they move awful quick.

yesterday, though, we had an awesome lunch meeting with the on-air staff of my new home: U92! kc montero, jimmy muna, cesca litton from the morning would. eri neeman. joshua yu. sarah meier and vicky herrera of the dollhouse. the brewrars: ramon bautista, tado and angel. sib. marc abaya. and then me and carisse. lindy (gerry's wife) and mike potenciano were there too. and, of course, rye and miss b. it was a riot. carlo's pizza food and lots of laughs.

i love my job.

God is awesome.

i downloaded software for a phone i haven't bought yet.

i downloaded photos of houses i want to live in.



in new york.



and in san francisco.

does that house seem familiar to you? remember "party of five"?

the insides are even yummier.

sigh.

vision casting. GO.

you'll have to wait one more week to get shaken down.

well. actually nine more days.

SHAKEDOWN with patricia malay and carisse escueta
is debuting instead on
NOVEMBER 14, saturday. 10 am - 2 pm.
only on U92, cool to be U!

you can listen online, too!

see you then!

i thought it was personally important that i see "this is it". i love michael jackson. not in the fanatical way some people adore him. but i love him. a lot of my memories have mj songs as soundtracks. and i credit him for teaching me how to dance and putting the funk in funky.



he's obviously someone who's been damaged by whatever fame fed him. he wasn't normal. and whatever else you might have thought he was, i think it's also pretty clear that he was someone who was extraordinary and very, very gifted. his passing is our loss.



the movie proved that. the first few vignettes i saw of the dancers fighting back tears, saying how happy they were for being part of the production of a lifetime, that got me tearing up already. the magic that ensued. the lights, the music, the dancing, michael. his gentle replies to compliments. his whispery and childish voice. "God bless you's" that were lavishly given out. the quiet demeanor with which he demanded perfection. none of the crazy, frantic shouting you would think divas (and divos) accept as a prerequisite for getting things done.

he was 50 years old and not as limber as he was fifteen, twenty years ago. but even then, even with just the dummy costumes he used for dress rehearsals, it was pointedly obvious that there was magic on that stage. he was magic.



and he didn't want to die. the sad and tragic death that finally came to him was not how he wanted to go. the michael on stage, preparing for his final curtain call, did not want to die OD'ing on anaesthetics and other drugs. he had a passion for the show he was going to put up, an attention to detail that i haven't been blessed to see in action myself. people like that, they don't plan to die so sadly. they want to live and give what they can to the world. and he said so himself. in a huddle, along with his dancers, musicians and production team, he expressed how he felt he needed to give an important message, one about loving the earth we're on. how time is of the essence, how the world needed saving now.

he needed saving, too, obviously.



in the end, i think it was the world that killed michael jackson. not conrad murray. not his father. not the kids that wrongly accused him. we loved him or hated him to death. his life was a direct result of the craziness that fame and money shoved down his throat. and we put that there.

the only thing left to do is to forever marvel at his genius, now doomed to never being explained or exhibited again. but never mind, we do have this last movie. michael in all his naked glory. actually singing, dancing, affectionate, passionate, alive.

that was definitely it.



"This Is It" will continue to be shown in theaters, extended from its original 2-week run. Please see it.

tired.

there are some things i've thought i've outgrown or have been able to rid myself of. simply because they aren't good for me and just cause me undue stress.

so when these things from the past pop back up, i can't help but be... disoriented and a little bit shaken.

++

in other news: i've recharged my diet and today's breakfast consisted of a pan de sal, a glass of non-fat milk and a fruit cup.

i'm still hungry.

so the peg is kate.

or catherine zeta-jones.

nothing fried, no white rice, no fast food, no pork and NO ICE CREAM.

guh.

kaya ko to.

i should really edit my friends list on facebook.

there's a couple of people that just sort of tick me off this side of pissed every time i go visit their page. i know i shouldn't even go there to begin with if all i get is stressed but you know how it is. that's why curiosity. always. kills. the. cat.

mr. x posted a video of him having dinner with this girl he's dating now. he's voyeuristic and weird like dut. now while it's been far too long for me to really feel any twinge of regret about the state of affairs there, i couldn't help but be jealous with the obvious giddiness they were expressing at being with each other. i don't miss him. i just miss being with someone like that. having dinner and daring each other to do silly things. you know, couple things.

guh.

don't get me wrong, though. it's not like i'm sad about being single. and i've written many a blog post hailing this season of my life as the happiest, most fulfilling ever. but today, i just don't feel like taking out the pom poms for another pep routine. today, i'm not rah rah about being single. today, all i want is to be hugged. and to have a date for the michael jackson movie that i really want to see.

anyway.

my debut back on the airwaves is happening this SATURDAY, november 7 at 10 a.m. carisse and i were mad planning for the show last saturday at our friendly neighborhood coffee bean. exciting plans. can't wait to lay them down. this is going to be a show no one's ever heard on philippine radio. evar. and i really miss being on air. two weeks is a long time after having done it everyday for five straight years. i'm excited/scared/happy/anxious/nervous. i pray things go well.

it'd help if i knew you kids were listening, though.

SHAKEDOWN with Patricia Malay & Carisse Escueta
November 7, Saturday at 10 a.m. - 2 p.m.
only on U92 - Cool to be U!

i've been tweeting that i think we should all just make gift registries for ourselves... ultimately to avoid receiving gifts we're never going to use or, worse, gifts we're just going to re-gift. i know re-gifting is a widely accepted practice. i think it's still a tricky thing, though... and the chances of being found out aren't really slim to none if your circle of friends know each other.

so to save myself the trouble of embarrassing situations and a closet-full of stuff i'll never touch, let me come up with my own gift registry. from the very expensive to the most minimally-priced, feel free to browse the things i'm believing God for and gift me with an item for christmas and/or my birthday (this march, but one can never prepare too early!) heeh. or simply browse. these are really beautiful things you might want for yourself. *winky*



a new macbook pro

my trusty black mac (cleverly named mac the knife) has served me well. but after its hard drive crashed a few months ago (along with my memories, photos, songs, files, etc), i've been feeling the pressure to retire. i had a chance to buy the aluminum macbook for myself in SG but clammed up because i thought i would be able to get one as easily here in manila. that hasn't happened, for one reason or other. so it'd be nice to just end my misery and wake up one day with a nice apple box labeled "for patti". the new macbook pro is also not as crazily priced as its predecessors, making it easy for anyone who might love me to make my wish come true.

on philmug (via longbeard), the 13inch retails for around Php 59,990.




a new flip camera

i saw this last year on some gadget show and thought, wow, that looks nifty. i saw one for myself in SG as well and thought the pink looked awfully adorable. it's very handy and convenient--especially for those of us that think sometimes photos just ain't enough. it's awfully affordable too.

Php 3,995 for Ultra-30 mins.
Php 4,995 for Ultra-60mins.
Php 6,995 for Mino 60 mins. (this is the only one that comes in black)

apparently, these are much cheaper than online and US prices. and to get a further 5% discount, all you need to do is order by phone. amazing huh? dial 247-6195 now for your own (or my) flip! or check here to learn more.



a new bike

i remember, as a child, how i always used to love biking around. thing is, when i was around 13, i had gotten into an accident (it was a worse than it sounds experience, i crashed onto someone else on a bike while turning a blind corner). i ended up with a cut on my forehead and a little too much blood than i was comfortable spilling (the other kid got nothing, watsupwiddut?)

well now that i'm back home with the folks, biking sounds like a more eco-friendly way to get around for errand-running, etc. this'd be a great bike to have because of the basket. and looks cool enough to actually take out on the town.

there's a shop at BHS that tells me it's going to cost me around Php 30,000 to get this into the country. my only reply that was, guh.


the new blackberry bold 9700

i've wanted a blackberry for a while but since it usually takes me 2-3 years to change my phones, i wanted to wait until my N95 8GB conked out on me. well, after a long painful wait, it's finally happened. my N95 refuses to be repaired anymore and actually doesn't just hangs, it dies on me when i need to use it the most.

as i'm mobile 80% of the time, it'll be nice to be able to check email and other stuff online without having to actually go on a laptop. also, the other popular alternative (the iphone, which would make a natural choice since i'm an apple fan) i think isn't cut out for me because it isn't the most user-friendly phone out there. i still like my phone with keys where i can see them.

unavailable in the country as of press time but should be here before the end of the year. price to be determined. learn more here.



a new moleskine calendar

leahterbound, hand-crafted moleskines make the best companions. sturdy and beautiful, i've found, of all the calendars i've used (from an equally exquisite fino filofax that served me well through college and early professional life, to my phone's calendar, to post-its and random bits of paper), that the soft-bound weekly calendar moleskine was the easiest to lug around and write into as well. a week's worth of days faces a ruled blank page to write extra details in. it's so simple, logical and effective, i don't understand why people don't use this more. oh. and i've run out of days on mine so i need a refill.

retails in fully booked and power books for about Php 1,200.



new rooms

i caught the sex and the city movie on cable again a few days ago and didn't just marvel at her vivienne westwood wedding dress (who also designed lovely melissa shoes with bows that i want to get my hands on but stocks are not friendly to my size-guh). i did a double take with carrie's renovated apartment and realized blue is my new favorite color again. i've been living with mostly yellow and rental-issue beige/white for the past four years i've been living independently. my folks are so happy for my return, though, that they've begun renovating a bit of the house to make room for all my stuff. it'd be nice to get out of the childish peach frills and update the look into something more adult. i think the feel of carrie's new apartment is pretty awesome and something i can definitely live with. besides, i need new closet space AND a desk.

price to be determined. heeh.


the melissa ultragirl + j. maskrey

ok. i know this is one of those love `em or hate `em kinds of things. the shoes don't honestly look very extraordinary on the shelf or in the photo above. but i kid you not. you will feel like cinderella when you put them on. they are beautiful AND comfortable. and... uh... quite expensive for a pair of plastic flats. but a girl can dream, yea?

of course, the alternative is to buy the Php kind in divi, swathe it in glue and dip in glitter and sequins. i doubt it's going to be as beautiful as this, though.

retails in rustan's and other specialty stores (also online) for Php 12,995.



a trip

i've been planning a trip to japan, back to HK and SG, back to the states, to oz and to europe. it hasn't happened. i doubt my new job will let me go so soon but a girl can dream (i always do). so if anyone can spare me even a domestic plane ticket to somewhere nice (with a beach), it'll be great.



the ysl oversized muse or the bottega veneta large cabat

ok, so it's not the latest "it" bag. thing is, i've fallen for the bag obsession thing before and am glad i'm out of it now (not knocking on people that spend money on it, it's just i found it to be so pointless after some point). but i've always admired the muse bag. more than the balenciaga motorcycle or even the iconic chanels and definitely more than all the louis vuittons. don't get me started on tory burch. it's understated, beautifully made and roomy for the normal, everyday kind of gal. it doesn't look like it's going to go out of style in a couple of decades and just might be an heirloom piece if you decide to take care of it well. the newer muses look sleeker and come in more colors/textures. but the older shape suits my taste more. the blues, browns and the blacks in calfskin or patent are really pretty.

the cabat, on the other hand, is the most luxurious everyday bag a girl can have. this isn't meant for special occasions. this is meant for everyday errand-running, work and play. whether full or not, this bag will never be misshapen. however, the nappa leather, the crazily beautiful braided way the strips hold together, the exquisite craftsmanship (it takes two people two days to weave the leather together into shape) and the quality seal that is the bottega veneta brand do cost a pretty penny (can you believe around $4,500 for the medium!) the muse seems to be easier to reach definitely. ah, but when bv goes on sale in SG, maybe. maybe in twenty years.

the muse retails for about Php 45,000 and the large cabat? uhm. never mind.

and now, the mother lode of all christmas wishes:

the all new suzuki swift or the jimny

ok. so beggars can't be choosers. kahit second hand na lang. heeh.

and besides, i really need a new car anyway. my trusty corolla that's served me for over ten years is begging to be put down already. besides, it costs more to maintain an old car than a new one, yea?

so there. i'll amend this list in the coming weeks as things come to me. but in the meantime, what do YOU want for christmas?