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I’m praying Japanese I think I’m praying Japanese

An area in Sendai City, in northeastern Japan, that had been swept by the tsunami. (Photo and Caption from NYTimes)

As the rest of the world recently panicked over the devastating tandem of a 8.9 magnitude earthquake and 10m-high tsunami waves, Japan herself actually survived. Well, at least striving to. However, very clearly, the country’s rescue efforts are commendable at best.

In the news, the government deployed 50,000 100,000 men from the military to be of relief services. Not to mention, there are also seeping support the international community.

( Cos history and maybe even God knows: Japan has got her hands on the wheel… )

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One Word: Cute

[DISCLAIMER: NOT A PAID AD] So I jumped in the Crocs bandwagon in 2006 and managed to shell out for two pairs (navy blue and coal). I still find them comfy and versatile such that I don’t mind those so-called fashionistas retching. Lately, the prototype-sters are going mad with award-winning Sanuk and the likes to fit those bony toes in. And this 2010, look what we’ve got shorty. I mean  Shudy. Shoe+Ready. As in “Ready-made shoe.” Huh? ( Read more… )

You’re a Hot Mess and I’m Falling for You

CMC-JMA Graduates! With KJ and Bia. (Pic by Brian Catbagan)I send my pardon to Cobra Starship but I have a very relevant question to present: WHAT THE FUDGE IS THIS KIND OF HEAT? It started a day before my graduation when I urged strongly my mother to let us hang out in the mall. She was gladly willing (or just because the heat too was killing her) so we brought my eight-year old niece Belle along, and proceeded to the air-conditioned consumerist establishment to escape altogether the scalding indoors.

Came my graduation day at UP Ampitheatre right before the univ grad even started, I was with my batchmates waiting under the insufferable sunlight. We were tanning ourselves in classy not to mention itchy Filipiniana. We were being held holocaust to a mighty power that is a medium-sized star. Que horror! ( Read more…)

Salty

Sunken Garden at Night, Rona's despedida (Pic by Rona Bungay)

I can’t believe I’m blogging regularly so recently; I mean I haven’t had the focus to pull off my last semester requirements. But since this anecdote is seriously so funny it’ll raise the roof, read closely. Okay so I was in my BC 196 class yesterday and we had this awesome professor who did some sort of psychology-related activity that can project what type of persons we are. ( Read more… )