Imus Aerodance Class

I love my Aerodance Class. I don’t care that it starts at 5:00 am or that it is full of oldies. I don’t care that the instructor, is bald gay and reminds me of a certain comedian. I don’t care if the high impact/tae-bo instructor is gay too. (Just when I thought there was a hint of straightness!!) I just love it. (Read more)

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The Lowdown on Monday Morning Sicknesss

The Lowdown on Monday Morning Sickness

I HATE MONDAYS!!

Have you ever screamed that? I have. Every Monday. Monday has always been my D-day. I hate Mondays with a passion. It could be rainy, sunny, cloudy, or windy outside, but the day MONDAY always bring me down. It is always on Monday where I feel the urge to dive underneath my covers and pretend that I am not there or sick. I just HATE Mondays. Everyone knows that. I am GARFIELD on that day. It is also the day I bitch,whine, moan and basically trudge through the day hoping that TUESDAY would come sooner. Coffee is never enough on Monday mornings and have you noticed a co-worker who is always gone on Monday?

Maybe they are sick. Maybe I am sick. Maybe it’s because there is a clinical illness that describes what we go through on Monday mornings.

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Finding Prince Charming

Disclaimer: I thought about this conversation long and hard. It gave me an idea to write this blog. I think people should realize that there is a chronology that most women go through when it comes to love, relationships and marriage. Please note of course, that this is a generalization and does not apply to all women. To those who do not like this blog, I am open to critique. This is simply my opinion on things. Enjoy.

I was talking to S, a good friend of mine, last night about relationships. We are both highly educated, highly desirable women in our fabulous 3-0’s. The only difference is that she wasSINGLE. I was not. In fact, she was congratulating me on my success in finding my match.

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Wagamama: Selfishness at its finest

Wagamama – noun, Japanese. an emotional disorder marked by childlike behavior, emotional outbursts, lack of feelings, and negative attitude.

This word describes a lot of people right now. One of them might be me. But this is the rampant behavior and culture that is rapidly adapted by most young people nowadays. SELFISHNESS. EXTREME UNCONTROLLED SPOILED BRATTINESS. It is an attitude that I think should quickly be changed and forgotten or it will cause mass-destruction (not in the physical level) but in the emotional/mental level of people. The word in itself is has two different sides in two opposite sides of the spectrum.

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If it doesn't kill you

…It is meant to make you stronger.

Cliché. Yes. True. Yes. There are some things that feel like it’s going to break our entire being. Life’s a bitch to all of us. Tell me of a person who has not experienced any kind of painful, life changing challenge and I will tell you that person is not real. If a person has not experienced any kind of pain, then he or she is living in a fake world. He or she is living under some kind of bubble that protects her from the realities of human life.

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A Tale of two Blogs

Last night, after Martin created his social commentary blog (which I need to layout), I decided that it was high time to reorganize my bloglife and finally get everything fixed in my blog-closet. God knows how many accounts I’ve made, at least a half dozen attempts at filling the minds of readers with my ideas. So now, I decided I should drastically cut back and keep only two main accounts, because there has to be a separation of FANDOM and REALITY. (and mainly because I can’t let go of my LJ) So, the decision was made, the two blogs I am keeping (aside from the fandom based blogs) are LIVEJOURNAL and WORDPRESS.

Livejournal is for FANDOM. I have had that for around 10 years. I can’t easily let it go. It has undergone a multitude of changes, and it carries a bulk of my journals from the roaring 20s. Livejournal is my haven, my refuge and my world away from this weird ass world we are living in. Livejournal saw most of my insanity and my randomness. It saw most of my spaziness and sides of me that I cannot easily let go of.

The world of Livejournal is totally different than what it is in the real world. In Livejournal, life is full of pretty bishounen, crack is rampant, and Ryo loves me. In livejournal, I am free to be my crazy, fangirly, squealing madness complete with emoticons, mixed languages and keysmashes. Grammar should not be an issue – especially since brain death due to hot Japanese idols are expectd. Livejournal is my haven of anime, gaming, cosplaying, crafting and the home of my insane desires. In Livejournal, I can hold on to being 17 forever. I could be a squealing giggly mess and no one would care – in fact, people in LJ would join me.

LJ is the home of marikitwebs. A web of fandom-based blogs ranging from fanfiction , fanart, pv reviews and even novels. LJ carries the creative side of me – the crazy, fangirl starry eyed bohemian.

Meanwhile in Wordpress resides in the other side of me: The grown up, more serious, more professional side. It is where I put real issues in – from romance to serious thoughts. From, work to rants in play – yes, everything that is REAL, I put in wordpress. In Wordpress, real experiences, anectdotes and things that truly matter are blogged. There is insight and truths – there are real rants, realistic dreams, not fangirly – but idealistic. It is where I am at the moment. Where the real Maria is going to and what she wants out of life.

In Wordpress, I will try to be a grammar nazi. I will try structure and form. I will try articles of interest. I will try to make sense and put opinions that matter. Wordpress will be my social soapbox on everything from fashion, worklife to real social issues. Under the wordpress banner there are two inner blogs:

Littlemissmarikit is the personal weblog. The combination of all blogs, the catchbasin of both livejournal and wordpress. The be all end all of my web existence. This one is private. Open only to certain lucky individuals.

Idiosyncratic Inklings are works of literary quality, blogs that are very well thought of, stories that I have created out of reality, anecdotes of real life situation, written in beautiful literary flair. This is public.

Why am I separating the two?

I want to separate the two because they are two very different sides of me. I want to make a clear distinction once and for all about what is real and what is not, between fantasy and reality and between fandom and not. Plus, it’s my way of sorting out my internet garbage. Now, there’s only two,at least I know that I have succeeded in cleaning out my little space in the blogosphere.

Plus, this is me- convincing myself that I have serious work to do.

Where does this leave blogger?

BLOGGER WILL BE MIRROR OF IDIOSYNCRATIC INKLINGS or blogger dies

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I hate Mondays.

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I hate Mondays especially since it is after a long weekend.

Gimme back my Holiday. Please. I need it back. Badly

10 Reasons why I hate mondays

1. It is the start of going back to REALITY. Which is, work, stress, work and more work...
2. They wake me up at the crack of dawn. ( ok... technically 5:20 -- but still an ungodly hour)
3. I have to wear this butt ugly salmon uniform. *fashion fail*
4. I don't get to see Luci until the weekend ( unless he comes to the office unexpectedly)
5. Friday and the weekend are so faraway.
6. I am still hungover from the last weekend and is still wishing it would never end.
7. I have to be fully awake and functioning before 9 am
8. Bitin ang weekend. I wanted to do more.
9. I like garfield. *random*
10. It is the most stressful Bloody day of the week

so there. i hate mondays. simply because i do.

*whine bitch rant whine*

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amusing

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Colorful

Get the hope and courage to face up to the things you can't see

I'll walk, one step at a time, along the road that leads to tomorrow
Like a wish for the future
I'll try looking up at the moon
At a colourful world

Yamashita Tomohisa- Colorful

I took that picture last week on the way home from Coastal Road. We were passing by this amazing sunset and I happen to snap a shot at it. That is edited, of course but the original is gorgeous as well. It is pictures like these, views like this that make me think that life is worth living, that each day is simply a challenge, that we are blessed.

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