Bored..bored..bored
Maybe it’s faith or fate (?) the brought me here in a tiny island called Singapore. But after 10 years of living, breathing, shopping and partying my life seems becoming dull each day. It’s not that I have nothing else to do..haler…this country is the most stressful to begin with…not only people loves to complained…hmnn…perhaps because we are so pampered that it makes you take for granted the little things that matters most to the dukha/commoner people..hehehehe!
So plastic….ende naman tagaHollywood si Inday. Yesterday, I was so excited because just bought a sofa that I thought would be the answer to all my unhappiness in this so called my diva life. We all know I’m a material girl. So, don’t get shock and please I don’t need your pity. I don’t have pathetic life, I’m just bored. I am not allowed to get bored? Don’t tell me…everyday, you live happily…ano na ka drugs? Huwag kang mag inarte. Dahil I’m sure one way or another, we all feel this way. Magkapatotoo ka Greta?
Today, my episode…bored…bored…bored! Is this depression? Hmnn..oh…it’s more depressing to part with my shoes and bags. So, therefore I conclude..it’s definitely NOT. Although, I can’t help wondering if my end is near to the mental….not institution…haler! …perhaps..mental breakdown or another phase of my drama mode? I’m usually hyper all the time but of course, because I’m sick…sakit-sakitan ito. Changes have to be made so that I still can live forever with my LV’s and Chanel. Besides, I haven’t got my ultimate dream..Birkin. Ende pa ako pwede makiparty sa heaven.
I’ve been thinking of having a new hobby…not hubby. He is still useful and recyclable. Hahaha! Not cross stitch…please! I’ve been redecorating again my house…again which of course, drives everyone nuts. Even my pussy cats are under a lot of stress. Then, planning to renew my love of photography or perhaps…repaint my furniture…hmmnnn…I don’t know how they connect to each other. But what I know, I can’t let this misery affects me because it so unglam. Sayang naman ang botox teh. Besides, I lost already 6lbs. I can be a porn star again…hahaha!
We go through this cycle in life that we wish someone could find us an answer. Nagoogle ko na rin siya. We search why there is an emptiness we feel inside. And we shouldn’t startle…why? Haler! Simply that’s what you called living. If dead…you don’t have empathy kaya. When we feel down, we search for something, heaven knows what it is. We want our friends and love ones to understand us. How could they? Our minds is not on the same hard drive and memory. It will take awhile to mastered life…errr…maybe not ever…but I know, somewhere out there…a big sale is waiting for me. Full stop….abangan na lang ang susunod na kabanata.
Good morning sabado!
The return of Darna
Finally I updated my blog after 6 months. It’s been few hundred years since I wrote something here. And guess what? Few months ago, my blog…yes…this blog was been hacked by some freak batman who have nothing to do with their life. Or perhaps I’m getting too famous that the fugly people can’t stand it. Tell me friend, is it really a crime to be beautiful??? Hahaha! Pero promise…I was scared…freak out…. mentally challenge when I opened my blog….and….enter the diva….”This blog was been hacked by Hukba Laban sa mga Dyosa”. Feeling ko asa movie ako. Panick gallore to the highest level of the universe. Vaklush! Parang kasing Bang-Bang gang ang eksena. Baka magreport ako sa presinto. Ende pa ako ready noh! Ikaw ba naman pasokan ng mga guerilla…at hindi pa handa ang outfit….naiwan sa US of A. Ginagawa pa ni fafa Marc Jacobs. Hahaha!
Anyways, what matters now, I’m back to my own haven (?), wearing my new fabulous sho-es. This is why I love US of A. Despite the agony I went through. Yeah! They tortured me, I am in so much pain…Can you imagine a life shopping in a mall where all your favorite designers from Kate Spade, Michael Kors, BeBe, Burberry, Armani to Calvin Klein is just few inches away yet you only have have 6 hours to shop? I think Fafe doesn’t love me anymore…huhuhuhu! Really!? I know I am not the best wife in the world but I always feed him with all his favorite food. I would even carry and put that stinky friend dumplings in my LV bag. Isn’t that enough? Hahaha! So yeah! I was so disheartened of the turn of events. Why can’t I just have everything? Is it too much to ask? *cut*….take two…hahahaha
Next please….another reason why I haven’t writing that much because of my busy schedule…work, parties, shopping, traveling, charity…Girl! It’s tiring to be this fabulous…..hahahaha! Ok, serious na ito, after our trip in US last Christmas. I was been feeling sick all these time. Ende sakit-sakitan. Totoong sickness gallore talaga. It’s like week after week, I have to visit my doctor. Para na nga kaming may affair. I was getting frustrated because 6 months ago, I was full of life. I’m can do a lot of things and always on the go. Para lang nakavalium lagi. Then I woke up one day, which I thought was a simple flu..then the next week something else again. I can feel something is not right, but I’m Ria, if you can’t fix it…buy it.
Diva-tionary
Most of the people who read my blog probably ….errr…perhaps, the word is most of the time…they get confuse of what the hell I am saying because I used lots and lots of Filipino gay lingo or swardspeak. Matalinhagang lingwahe para sa mga maganda at matalinong dyosa tulad ko….hehehe! According to my genius world of record friend aka Wikipedia Swardspeak or “gay lingo” is a vernacular language derived from Englog (a Tagalog-English pidgin) and is used by a number of homosexuals in the Philippines. Nabi brainwash na ang clever mind ko. Masyadong siyang deep, parang Pacific ocean lang. Maggatas ka kasi, kaya hayan vovita gallore ka. Hehehe!
Oh! Here’s the interesting part…..A unique trait of swardspeak is that it immediately identifies the speaker as homosexual, making it easy for people of that orientation to signal to each other in a place where such tendencies are not easy to display (ie in the Philippines). So, which means genius…ako ay isang totoong vaklush lalo na galing ako Philippines. Hahahaha!
Anyways, here’s some words that I search from my lover boy, Mr Google. Some of these terms I often use or heard from my fabulous friends. Para naman naka align kayo sa universe ko. But promise me friend don’t get carried away. Or you will end up like me.Hehehe!
If you know more words, expressions, phrase…please share it with us. Huwag kang swapang ok. Ende sinasama ni lord sa heaven ang mga uncharitable people.
Below is the terms and conditions to be a truly gay asia. Hope this will help you in your daily life. Hahahaha!
Day in the farm
We are finally home!
After a long…long…winding hours of flying from summer to winter climate, zone to zone. A total of at least 26 hrs excluding the the lay over. From Singapore to Russia with Love (Moscow) to Houston…not Whitney Houston….But to the land of cowboys and cowgirls…Hahahaha! Final destination-Omaha, the city of cows…Omaha steak. My plaids outfit is a winner. The 2010 fashion trends in my world. Vaklush, pwede na talaga ako maging American farmer with my Tiffany bling-bling plus Chanel bag divang-diva ang eksena ko dito. Matutuwa is Jessica Parker sa aura ng lola mo. Pwede na pang feature sa federation ng mga lukring.
Aside from that, I am the only human race with a brown skin and black hair here. Yes, endangered specie ang diva-ness equals ME dahil napapaligiran ako ng mga anak ni Snow white. Exotic to the maximum level. Pinag-aagawan para lang sale sa Megamall. Hehehe! The truth is, I haven’t seen my cows friends ever since we came home. Busy ang telecommunications dahil smart ang gamit nila. May traffic dahil sa snow. Hehehe! Promise! Negative weather siya everyday. Para lang pregnancy test. So, this is what they call the land of milk and honey?
So what amuse me here? The bed, HGTV and ????? (isip-isip). You can not believe how much time I spend in the bed. 18 hours a day excluding eating. Vakla, wiz mag DIY dito kasi ninigas ang fingers ng lola mo. Para lang may arthritis. Unless, butch-oy ang drama ko dito. Winner siya sa patigasan. Hahaha! Well, I can beat my pussy cats in sleeping marathon. My LIFE here depends on the weather forecast. Kailangan ko dito ang salamin ni Tito Boy Abunda. Dahil wala akong talent sa ice-skating at wiz ko macomatose with the ugly winter outfit. Eksenang “Babaeng sa Bintana” ang drama ng diva-ness dito.
My new bling-blingssssss with multiple SSS…is what keeps me grinning all the time. Yes! Pwede ako maging alajera/farmer. Multi-tasking para lang sex life ko. Hahaha! I finally got my Darna cuff which I’ve been eying since my birth, the Tiffany Notes Cuff and I got 3 new big rings as big as my eyeball and I truly love them to death. Vakla, ganun talaga ang mga diva, nagmumurang materialistic. In times like this, money can buy my happiness. At dahil sa mayabang ako, I can’t wait to go home and show my new babies.