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censored memories http://jeffer.multiply.com/ ...Naimbag nga aldaw mo, <SCRIPT>var uid = readCookie("uid").split(":");var existingUser = uid[0];var name = (existingUser=='A')?"guest":uid[3];document.write(name);</SCRIPT>   ! Thanks for clicking by! Wed, 8 Oct 2008 16:53:52 -0000 Thu, 4 Sep 2008 12:22:13 -0000 censored memories http://images.jeffer.multiply.com/logo http://jeffer.multiply.com 100 100 [story prompt] HALF-TRUTHS <a href="http://jeffer.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SL-SPAoKCtsAAGh1HB41"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.jeffer.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SL-SPAoKCtsAAGh1HB41/littlegirl.jpg?et=phkKO7EDKkdGehROc7wm2w&nmid=0" border="0"></a> Author:  Jeffer Title: Half-truths Summary: A con artist gets caught in his web of lies Prompt used: The photo above Word Count: 879 Type: Original fiction Notes: No decapitations, quite wholesome methinks. Totally unbeta'd, written on the fly. Critique Request: Yes please, anything at all Simon watched in silence as the fresh-faced detective pored over the inch-thick file, a frown creasing that smooth forehead. Two, three years on the force, give or take, he thought. Still green, but clearly dedicated to his job. Marner was exactly Simon's kind of cop. Young, intelligent - but not so smart - and gullible. The woman, though, was another story. She sat in silence the whole time since he was ushered into the interrogation room. She did not say a word, simply watched and listened. Stared at him with blank blue eyes. "Detective Lawson, is it?" he asked mildly, his smile in his voice.  Lawson said nothing, just continued staring at him. At 60, Simon had his share of appreciation fr... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/171/story_prompt_HALF-TRUTHS Thu, 4 Sep 2008 12:22:13 -0000 [story prompt] TURNS I've left this place unattended for so long. *shakes head* Author: jeffer Title: Turns Summary: A young woman faces the literal meaning of "Life Can't Wait"  Prompt used: "Write about someone who has waited in line too long." Word Count: 851 Type: Original fiction Notes: Written after a prompt I received, because I missed writing, and I''ll  take any prompt given to me, really. I really did not give a lot of thought to this, so forgive it for its lameness. I just wrote about the first thing that came to mind. :) This is totally unbeta'd Critique Request: Yes please. I'm a big girl, I can take it. It's a way to grow. Thank you very much! The antiseptic air assailed her senses as she stumbled through the glass doors. There was a tingling somewhere on her side, right below her ribcage, but she ignored it and wove her way to the nurses’ station, barely noting the racket going on in the hospital floor.  “E-excuse me,” she began, and stopped. Why did it hurt so m... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/170/story_prompt_TURNS Tue, 2 Sep 2008 14:03:55 -0000 "Fools!" said I Thank goodness for this face, my day yesterday brightened a bit. <IMG alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y155/Nut4Long/LJ/caos/_tfpohno.jpg"> Before anything, let me rant about my April Fools' Day. April Fools. Does 'stupid' count?<A name=cutid1></A> For the first time in my life I went to this government agency to get another copy of my birth certificate. A contingent copy, if you may. When I got it, I checked the data. Right father. Right mother. Right birthdate. Right surname. Wrong first name. Wrong birthplace. I knew it was because I was registered when I was born as FLORENCE. Then three years later, my folks had it voided, then re-registered it to JENNIFER, and had my birthplace as my hometown instead of the city I live in (where I was actually born). The latter one was what I've been using all these years. To my schools, my affiliations, my professional license, my passport, EVERYTHING.  Then they had this so-called update of their database, and what they draw up when they search for my info is that of my original registration. Define UPDATE. F*ckin' define UPDAT... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/161/Fools_said_I Wed, 2 Apr 2008 11:33:15 -0000 August Rush OST Yet another beautiful film. A fusion of classical and alternative. Jonathan-Rhys Meyers is not just a fabulous actor with brooding good looks, he could sing up a storm as well. I swear, remove the looks and the acting skill, and his singing alone would be enough to make me follow him. Dude. I just sounded like a total fangirl back there. Anyway, help yourselves. I uploaded it to Megaupload, for anyone to download. I don't have time for mirror links, though. :D http://jeffer.multiply.com/music/item/91/August_Rush_OST Wed, 26 Mar 2008 13:23:51 -0000 ONCE (Soundtrack from the Film) A beautiful film deserves good music. But this time around, it was the music that made the film really beautiful. Oscar winner for Best Song, I am sharing the full soundtrack album..... http://jeffer.multiply.com/music/item/75/ONCE_Soundtrack_from_the_Film Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:02:10 -0000 Why there are two A's in "Balance" I swear that phrase was the only thing I could think of when "Subject" glared at me. And I don't even really wonder why there are two A's.  How did everyone spend their Easter weekend? This early I apologize for this one being long.... <A name=cutid1></A> In my country, it could only be one of three things. One: hit the beaches (the island of Boracay is still a big hit for locals and foreigners). Two: take a road trip up to Baguio City, my city, which is dubbed our country's summer capital because of its climate (it's elevated, you see). Three: stay home and do whatever. I can't do One, because I'm not really a beach-ocean girl, and the beaches are bound to be crowded anyways. I can't do Two because I already AM in Baguio, and going out would be inviting stress, what with the influx of people. There's the reason why Tourism was never high on my list of college degrees.  Needless to say, I went for Three. And tried to catch up with....err, non-Nihonggo visual assimilation. So... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/160/Why_there_are_two_As_in_Balance Mon, 24 Mar 2008 14:25:21 -0000 Love Talk I'm bored. It's the week before the Holy Week, and already it's a deafening lull. I was tagged by a friend yuubi 'someblog else'. Game rules： A. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. Tag 8 people. Those who are tagged cannot refuse. B. These 8 people must state who they were tagged by. You cannot tag the person who tagged you. Continue this game by sending this to 8 other people. People who are tagged will be blessed and their wishes will come true in the future. 1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be? Initially I'd feel outrage, but I was never confrontational, and never one to cry over spilled milk. And then, it's Sayonara. 2. What will you do if you do not share the same feelings as the person who likes you? I keep my distance. And I've become sooo good at doing that. 3. What will your dream wedding be like? I don't dream of it....:) 4. Are you confused as to w... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/159/Love_Talk Sat, 15 Mar 2008 15:38:09 -0000 The Shakespeare Secret (aka Interred With Their Bones) A long-lost work of Shakespeare, newly found. A killer who stages the Bard’s extravagant murders as flesh-and-blood realities. A desperate race to find literary gold, and just to stay alive. . . . On the eve of the Globe’s production of Hamlet, Shakespeare scholar and theater director Kate Stanley’s eccentric mentor Rosalind Howard gives her a mysterious box, claiming to have made a groundbreaking discovery. But before she can reveal it to Kate, the Globe burns to the ground and Roz is found dead . . . murdered precisely in the manner of Hamlet’s father. Inside the box Kate finds the first piece in a Shakespearean puzzle, setting her on a deadly, high-stakes treasure hunt. From London to Harvard to the American West, Kate races to evade a killer and decipher a tantalizing string of clues, hidden in the words of Shakespeare, that may unlock literary history’s greatest secret. Read more: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Interred-Their-Bones-Jennifer-Carrell/dp/0525949704">http://www.amazon.com/Interred-Their-Bones-Jennifer-Carrell/dp/0525949704</a> The Dan ... http://jeffer.multiply.com/reviews/item/76 Fri, 7 Mar 2008 15:08:53 -0000 54 on 0304 The man I love turns a year older today, 4th of March 2008. Not one for big celebrations, he opted for dinner outside on Saturday, since my Mom's out of town on one of her business trips yet again. Many times I look at him and think how LUCKY and BLESSED I am to be born his daughter. I am sure somewhere, sometime, as most fathers do, he wished for a son. It's a guy thing. But he never showed it. Instead, he made me his girl. (I also know he was a bit relieved I did not turn TOO much into a girl....frills, sugar and spice and everything nice...) I always thought he and my mom made a good combination. As a couple, they personify equilibrium and amplifies that with perfect timing. When one goes crazy, the other is sane; vice versa. When they both go crazy, it's actually fun. But I NEVER.SAW.THEM.FIGHT. Petty arguments, yes, but they just don't talk for a couple of hours, then everything's back to normal. As parents, they are more like best friends. I can tell my mom secrets, my inner... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/158/54_on_0304 Tue, 4 Mar 2008 11:21:32 -0000 CRAPS is a game. Let's play with craps! Err..whose? MB: Oh! Me: (blankly) Yes? MB: It's you! Me: (looks around, sees no one) Yeah...so? MB: What happened? Me: (thinks hard) With what? MB: Where've you been? Me: (realization dawns) Ah. Er...Around. You know...here and there. But mostly here. MB: I thought something might've happened. Me: Lots of things happened. Work happened. Life happened. But you know...nothing of consequence, really. MB: I thought you'd drowned yourself somewhere... Me: Oh, you'd love that, won't you! MB: The Flowerfestival in your City's going on, right? For the entire month of February? Me: *Ho-hum* Err, yeah. MB: I hear it's a big success. Tourists came flocking for the parades and stuff. Me: I guess. MB: You joined the festivities? Me: (glares at MB) Hell, no! Did you see that crowd? I hated it, hate, hate hate! MB: Right, right, chill. Didn't mean to upset you. Geez. You're in a surly mood lately, aren't you? Me: (smiles brightly) Says who? MB: (shakes head) So...where do we go from here? Me: From where? ..... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/157/CRAPS_is_a_game._Lets_play_with_craps_Err..whose Fri, 29 Feb 2008 04:25:33 -0000 Head and Shoulders Bill protecting unwanted babies filed MANILA, Jan. 17 (PNA) -- A lawmaker has filed a measure seeking to stop abortion, child abuse and other anti-child acts by allowing the parents of unwanted babies to give up their children to the government without fear of arrest and prosecution. Rep. Eduardo C. Zialcita said House Bill 3227, also known as The Safe Haven Act of 2007 or The Moses Law, permits parents to entrust the custody and care of their baby 60 days or younger, unharmed, to a member of any hospital, medical emergency facility, police or fire station or to an office of the Department of Social Welfare and Development (DSWD). The baby shall receipt prompt action. <A href="http://positivenewsmedia.net/am2/publish/Main_News_1/Bill_protecting_unwanted_babies_filed.shtml ">Read more</A>. I always thought this country has a lot of good heads up there; it was just a question of whether they were on the right shoulders. His intentions are good, the bill is also something remarkable (unlike a recent local legislation in my city moving to provide roughly Php20 million worth of cars to city lawmake... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/156/Head_and_Shoulders Thu, 17 Jan 2008 04:39:58 -0000 New Year Dissolutions This is one of those times I am glad I am out of high school and primary school: there are no more teachers telling me to write my New Year's Resolutions on a piece of paper, to be passed to her, then read in front of the whole class. During those times, one had to be creative with what to write, I mean, we're talking about earning creds and props. If I were to take stock of my 2007, I would say it was better than I hoped it would be. Work demands aside, I got to live my life the way I wanted it. I got started on the LIST, regained that spontaneity which I felt was slipping away from me. The latter part of the year kinda revolved around reconnecting and reunions...(part of this entails me having to be more Friendster-friendly, which I haven't been due to reasons I've already discussed. Phew! The things we do....) Of course there were frustrations; it won't be as fun as it was without those stumbling blocks. But we are given two feet and two strong hands to pick ours... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/155/New_Year_Dissolutions Wed, 2 Jan 2008 03:43:49 -0000 Festive Me I blinked and Christmas Day passed in a blur. It was a flurry of motions, leading up to that day, what with us juggling work, planning our office activities, and generally getting into the mood of the season. In a nutshell, December saw me at ZillerNet torturing myself sweetly, trying to wrap my tongue around foreign words and hurting my eyes from 'attempting' to read Kanji....(well, I cheated, most of the time)...sampling a couple new restos and vowing to make it a part of my not-so-structured routine... Our office had 2 Christmas parties, the first one at a reservation park type with these middle-aged folks acting like kids, and the actual younger ones just laughing at their antics. Afterwards there was a bowling tournament, second half of which I had to skip out on for reasons I am not about to disclose. (Kuya Ric: Mam Almay's team, which included Kuya Bong, Lala, Ate Racquel and Tita Claire won in a sweep! You should've seen the look on Sir Tony's face!) The next party wa... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/154/Festive_Me Thu, 27 Dec 2007 05:23:44 -0000 Titles and Entitlements Congratulations to Singapore! Their Idol won the Asian Idol title. :) All 6 contestants were very good, really, although I refuse to declare myself biased for thinking Philippines' Mau Marcelo is the best singer of the lot. Anyway. As they said, whoever gets the title, ASIA wins. *shakes self awake after having slept merely three hours. Damn live telecasts and the importance of commercials!* I'm in a bind right now, and it's due to something trivial: preparing Christmas presents I am to send to my friends. And they have to be done BEFORE Friday this week so I can send them via courier and they get to receive it before Christmas. Not that I was late doing Christmas shopping; I didn't do any. It was more like, I haven't had enough time to MAKE them. Piss myself for deciding to MAKE the presents this year instead of buy them, THEN realizing only too late that I don't have the luxury of time! *sighs, then looks dolefully at PC and burner* So! I was teasing my unmarried aunt a couple of day... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/153/Titles_and_Entitlements Mon, 17 Dec 2007 07:18:08 -0000 My Feast of All Saints...UP THERE Warning: This is no serious photography. If that's what you seek, may I suggest you head straight to <a href=http://smallopening.multiply.com>http://smallopening.multiply.com</a> or <a href=http://twilightglo.multiply.com>http://twilightglo.multiply.com</a>. Mine are lame. But memories are memories, and perception comes into play. And reminiscence. Anyhow, in between lugging my camping gear and trying to secure my footing, I so could not afford to be shutter-happy. :) Posting only a few....I'm too http://jeffer.multiply.com/photos/album/24/My_Feast_of_All_Saints...UP_THERE Fri, 16 Nov 2007 08:43:39 -0000 My pace...or yours My brain's on overdrive. I can't keep up. This, after months of its hibernation, despite proddings here and there to get it back in working order. I guess it took a mountain and chill-factor mist to actually accomplish it. Now I feel like this thing between my ears is running high on steroids. Not that I know how that exactly feels, but...I seriously can't keep up. My Arkarna phase is back with a vengeance. (This, my friends, is an early warning. Post-influx, full speed ahead!) So. November. The month before December. Before I turn another year older (and wiser. Yes, this, I can say for sure.) Before the Christmas rush is at it again (which reminds me to start planning my Christmas pressie purchases before the crowd gets too thick for comfort). Before the deadlines and closing of accounts insinuate themselves into RL again. This is like the calm before the storm. And what calm it is. October, my mom had to be at the hospital. November was Dad's turn. I am seriously rethinking help... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/152/My_pace...or_yours Tue, 13 Nov 2007 03:39:25 -0000 Shameless in Cebu Right. All 5 'unattached' (make of that what you will) girls off to Cebu to attend the 4-day Annual Convention of the GACPA. These are not all of them. But I am actually thinking of sparing everyone else the embarassment of seeing fully-grown girls losing their sense of self and going wankers. OK. That's a lie. I am actually sparing myself humiliation. (and my pretty neck from the other 4 for strangling http://jeffer.multiply.com/photos/album/23/Shameless_in_Cebu Tue, 13 Nov 2007 03:32:16 -0000 GENKI! I won't make this long. *note to self: don't freakin' ramble* November 2 to 4 was the fulfillment of yet another of my to-do's. Another item ticked off in my List of Things To Do Before I Die. I went on a 3-day trek up Mt. Pulag, the 2nd highest peak in my country. It was a long time coming. I was practically neighbors with it. It was right in my home province. Two thwarted planning attempts in the past year, and finally it came into fruition. One word. FANTASTIC. Hella tiring but utterly fulfilling. The trek itself, the summit. It was all about climbing. Dealing with all that camping gear on your back. Grab at whatever handhold is available, try to find secure footholds (unsuccessful more than half the time). We're talking about a trail (aptly named Enchanted Trail) which was never trodden before. It was a new trail, a new route up the mountain. It took a good  8-9 hours trek. And even that was moderately fast. (Because the last ones up took almost 14 hours). But I digress. I'm n... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/151/GENKI Tue, 6 Nov 2007 02:39:31 -0000 For One More Day Former baseballer Chick Benetto is at the downhill slopes. He drinks, is plagued with discontent with his salesman job, divorced, and only finds out that he was not invited to his daughter's wedding. So he tries to kill himself. And when the first attempt failed, he tries again. And is willing to try again until it finally happens. But in the 'journey' to oblivion, he gets the most bizaare final gift: to spend another day with his mother, dead and gone for eight years already. In this day where he gets to tag along with his mother, he discovers things he never knew, and re-discovers those he ALREADY knew but NEVER acknowledged. TUESDAYS WITH MORRIE is one of my favorite books. I never knew such a small book would be able to touch me with such simple and crisp writing, no literary embellishments or decorative attempts to reach into the depths of every reader's mind. Mitch Albom continued that style with his second book THE FIVE PEOPLE YOU MEET IN HEAVEN (which I also loved), a... http://jeffer.multiply.com/reviews/item/75 Mon, 17 Sep 2007 01:41:17 -0000 A sweep-by Just when I thought August could not get any worse and I was glad it was over, September smacks me hard with something else. It's been two nights since we had to rush my Mom to the hospital (hypertension, headache, hyperacidity. I call it the H-curse). I miss my bed for two nights straight. Looks like there'll be two more nights of this, but seeing as I can't miss work, my Dad's taking the watch until then. She isn't the healthiest person out there, but it's still disconcerting to see her in so much pain. And I have to do what I do best: try to inject a bit of normalcy into anything. I only hope her injections lessen. They come by every 4 hours that I lost count. Rather. I stopped losing count. Too depressing. Not my cuppatea. Meanwhile, GAMBARIMASU! (To be honest, though, 'being an adult' is hard.) Ja ne!!!! http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/150/A_sweep-by Sun, 9 Sep 2007 06:22:08 -0000 Inseparable "What is it with guys and their wheels?" I've asked this question countless times before. I still do, only now, it's more like a rhetorical question than an actual inquiry. (My second post in two days. In other places, this'll be considered spamming. I call it 'me thrashing about'.) I remember when I was a high school sophomore, where curfews are implemented at home and I had fun breaking it since my parents don't fully grasp the meaning of the word GROUNDED anyways. At one time, my Dad had no choice but to lend his wheels to a nephew. It's still  6 in the evening, and he is restless, constantly checking out the window if his nephew's returned yet. He was totally worked up over it, worrying and thinking up worst-case scenarios. I go home at 10 at night after one of my jaunts with my friends, and my Dad's already fast asleep since 8 o'clock. Whoa. Even now, there are some guys I know who could talk for hours about cars, engines, the latest and the hottest. They could sit... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/149/Inseparable Wed, 5 Sep 2007 01:09:24 -0000 Night Light When did darkness become synonymous to 'evil', or 'bad'...or anything unsavory? My nephew is already 10 years old, but he is still afraid of the dark. Now I have no idea why (since he only came to live with us when he was six). Maybe it's that boogeymen myth that kids nurture while growing up. Since I am always the last one to hit the sack, it's my duty to turn off the lights in his room when it's already 11. Turn it off earlier than that, and then he wakes up, gets pissed and turns it back on again. He must have an alarm system for that, because he somehow feels it when the light's off. My earliest memory was not being able to sleep with the lights on. It has to be turned off. (I am the power company's less favored client, then. I make up for that with my endless hours-long burning with the PC and  video marathons when the couch bugs bite me. Harhar!) Why do they associate darkness with not-so-desirable stuff? Like when they say battle of good versus evil, they say... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/148/Night_Light Tue, 4 Sep 2007 04:19:13 -0000 Hachigatsu If there's one person who wants August to end quickly, that'll be me. (My apologies, dearest She. It IS, after all, your birth month....but let's just say that is one good day out of the 31 that was unkind to me.) The fact that it IS August, and storms are synonymous with this month is something I'd let slip. After all, I'm not too stupid to contend with Nature. Four times I got marked Late coming in to work. Four is not such a huge number. However, add the other four I had last July and you get a whopping EIGHT. Fine, then. Part of the reason I was late those times are partly my fault, the weather's fault, the motorists' fault...Bottomline: I take part of the blame. Imagine my chagrin when I found out that we were given  5 minutes allowance. Like, if you got in at 8:05, that would still count as 8:00. Holy mother --- Out of those 8 times I was late, 5 were well within the 8:00 to 8:05 range. It turns out I wasn't the only one who did NOT know a... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/147/Hachigatsu Fri, 31 Aug 2007 01:53:27 -0000 Hundred-eighty degree turns I love my dentist. ...... A complete turnaround. I know, I know, no need to tell me. I didn't feel any twinge of pain. So I was lying there, my right palm gripping my left wrist (Yeah, that's how I deal.), waiting for the pain. Nada. Maybe it helped that she had to use three shots of anesthesia, AFTER swabbing it with what she called "kiddie anesthesia". Whatever, it worked. I gotta lay off real food for at least a day more, though. Geh. On a more somber note, my prayers go to the souls of the 14 men in uniform, members of the Philippine Marines whose lives were cut short because of service to the country. To the Powers-That-Be, the bold all-out war against the domestic terrorist is all well and good, just...please make sure that those you send into the front lines are well-equipped and well-backed. Easy for you to make decisions, you are at the comfort of your own luxury cars and plush offices and homes.... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/146/Hundred-eighty_degree_turns Tue, 21 Aug 2007 08:12:06 -0000 The Bourne Ultimatum I may be biased. Maybe, I don’t know. I don’t care. A brief synopsis: Taking place immediately after the second film The Bourne Supremacy, amnesiac former CIA operative Jason Bourne goes to ground, only to resurface when he spots news features about him on an international newspaper. His desire to find the truth about his origins intensifies, as bits and pieces of lost memories wrack him anew. Another game of cat-and-mouse takes place between him and the people who created him to be invisible: the CIA. This third installment in Robert Ludlum’s Bourne saga does nothing but reinforce the fact that Jason Bourne is my favorite espionage character of all time. No matter that what he does in the films (and the books) hardly qualify as espionage (you know, in the strictest sense of the word). But he is a spy, although ‘assassin’ would be the more apt word. The shaky camera from the second film was still there, giving one a sense of ‘reality’ as the events unfolded. A sure come-on fo... http://jeffer.multiply.com/reviews/item/74 Tue, 21 Aug 2007 08:02:20 -0000 A winding-down.... I had quite a day yesterday....and I have no idea as to the root of why what happened happened. Right. I can't be any vaguer, can I? Once I have quite a hold on things, I just might talk about it. But for now, I am letting my heartbeat settle. My apologies - and huge thanks - to Raine for reaching out via YM. Thank you.   Rule: Emphasize all lines that apply to you. I wish I was a different ethnicity. (Ah, yes. Sometimes, I can't help it.) I have an eating disorder. I'm short. I'm tall. I think I'm really attractive. I prefer winter over summer. I'm a geek. (Define GEEK.) I'm a shopaholic. I'm reasonably intelligent. (Emphasis on REASONABLY.....I think.) I'm attracted to girls.  (We're talking appreciation here, right? Yes. Nothing preferential.) I'm attracted to boys. I like British accents. (LIKE.) I smoke regularly. I drink regularly. I smoke socially. I drink socially. I get drunk easily. I do drugs. I will never date a bad kisser. I've lied to avoid kissing them again. I brush my h... http://jeffer.multiply.com/journal/item/145/A_winding-down.... Thu, 16 Aug 2007 01:34:17 -0000