The poster got me excited. How the actors look to be walking towards something, all cool and ready. It looked like an Ocean’s Eleven type of heist movie, and Morgan Freeman, Michael Caine, and (oh joy!) Melanie Laurent are in it. Ooh I wonder what her character’s specialty is.
An FBI agent and an Interpol detective track a team of illusionists who pull off bank heists during their performances and reward their audiences with the money.
I lost my beat-up iPhone 3. It wasn’t much. It refused to work as a phone and the battery barely lasts half a day. That’s why my uncle gave it to me. The only thing I miss would be Instagram and TuneInRadio app.
That’s what I thought. The only thing I left unturned on on my landfill of a desk was my external HD. Didn’t think there would be anything underneath it so when I found the iPhone I let out an audible “HAAAAAAAAA!” pointing at it like an idiot. It was there this whole time. Thing is, I already got over it thinking that at least I have Statigram to follow and like my friends’s posts anyway. Best of all, instead of just Instagramming, I will start to take actual photographs of stuff again.
Let’s start small-ish.
See you around, purple. You and I will get together again someday.
Blue was the first color I remember calling my favorite. It’s the color I looked for when I was feeling dizzy or ill as a kid.
I just can’t make up my mind about the header. So it has no header. Blargh. I actually enjoy the tedious coding and experimenting. It’s one of the reasons I refused to settle for wordpress.com. It looks simple in the end but in a way I exactly want. Did I mention I also needed to get the hell away from tumblr?
I deleted my portfolio to upload it all again because I’m OC like that. Hope to add fresh stuff to it. I’m still bashful about my drawings, I am not kidding.
Been running around for school requirements. I suck at these things and hope to hell I meet all of them without last-minute mistakes.
Been taking back everything I said about putting off photography and maybe even modeling. Good god I need to tone these arms.
Been apprenticing under this master tattooist and I enjoy every bit of it.
Opiumtwin.com’s hiatus over. :)
Oh, Pilipinas. Oh, 90s.
It was such a hit that they have dance contests to this in noontime shows. And the teachers hate it because it’s “evil.” Now you’d either shun it or love it ironically or because it is awesome and shit at the same time.
I think it’s awesome (and shit too but that’s what makes it awesome and I love it without a bit of irony – it’s hard to explain). I like pop. I like electronic. I like house, dance, techno, industrial, and anything that hints of cyber cyber themes whether it’s hipster-cool or over-the-top cheesy, etc. Then I realized that it’s industrial techno, which is why I like that song. Siguro pag walang chikitam at lyrics kaya pa natin iseryoso, no?
The song itself is weird but how it turned out to be a hit is even WEIRDER. They’re like a hybrid of the mega-underground shiz and mega-jologs shiz. I don’t know how Raymond and I ended up talking about this. “The teachers were right,” he said. “It IS evil. Look at us. We are confounded.” LSS forever.
If my skinny blog has a weird corner, this would be it.
I need to go the fuck to sleep.
HOO-AH!!
It’s tiring to explain why I’m going back to school and taking up Fine Arts of all things. And a Bachelor’s at that, not a Masters which people assume because of my age.
I did not finish college. I barely went, which was stupid of me but that is in the past now. Set A of the people I talked to believe that college education isn’t always necessary, particularly for the humanities related fields. Set B think it’s brave and wise of me to go through the full experience of a college life and feel excited for me.
I partly agree with Set A as I’ve had jobs alongside people with degrees. And I’m not half bad. All I need to do, I was told, is to be more prolific.
However, let us factor these bits about me:
I’m sorry I haven’t been updating this site. But hey look, cool new color scheme representing the, uh, changes I’ve been undertaking! Hoho! Still fixing the leftover icons. Anyway, here we go:
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This whole time I thought the mole was real.
Burlesque star Dita von Teese shares her full beauty routine, choice products, and story. I like her even more now and want to buy her upcoming book!
Look at that. Just fucking look at that. Beautiful.
It’s called a Cyr wheel. I’ve never heard of them before (they only started to exist in 2003) and I doubt Manila has one. Somebody please bring it over.
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A short survey of sexy contemporary photographers (NSFW). Did I mention I used to want to become an erotic photographer?
Taking place in a futuristic city called Mardock City, Rune Ballot is a young prostitute who was taken in by the notorious gambler Shell Septinous. One night, Shell abandons Rune and attempts to murder her in an explosion. However, she is rescued and transformed into a cyborg by Dr. Easter. An Artificial intelligence in the form of a Mouse accompanies her to adapt to her new life. Rune is trained to use the advanced technology fitted on her to defend herself against Shell’s attempts to have her killed to stop her from testifying against him.
Part one of a trilogy. This mature anime film’s synopsis interested me. The lead is a petite badass who was revived and turned into a gun kata assassin. After watching this, I figured that some things are only good in writing. Mardock just bored me.
This factor is probably important: I am not an “anime fan” - which seems to surprise people. However, I’m certain you can tell that I am more than familiar with science-fiction. There are good anime out there, DEFINITELY, but I can go on about why very cliched elements in many anime turned me off and how they keep coming up with disposable crap nowadays, but that is for an entirely different (and exhausting) post. I also checked this out for the gun kata. Meh…
Continue reading: “Mardock Scramble: The First Compression (2010) Review”
Anastasia Karasova AKA Rotten Apple (photo by PSIHEYA)
