perfect starry nights. sweet dreams. moon beams. a love that's warm. and bright.

Last Friday, I was stuck all day at the Araneta Coliseum "manning" the set up for that night's Christmas party. I wasn't really doing anything much except people-watch and crave for a mocha latte in the nearby Starbuko. Of course, I couldn't get my coffee because I had to pretend I was actually doing something important. If the banquet managers caught me lollygagging, I'd be dead before I get to see the program. I won't allow that because I knew there would be celebs [apart from me] that night.

So while the set up was being done, I checked out the schedule for Disney on Ice as I have decided earlier on [with childlike squeals and ohmigawrsh-im-so-going-to-see-that] that I will secure tickets at the soonest possible time. I immediately went inside the arena and picked a seat in the patron area and practiced cheering for imaginary ice-skaters dressed in colorful and whimsical costumes. My officemates wondered what I was doing and when I explained I was prepping for a January show, they shot me amused and weirded out looks. I seem to be getting that all the time.

Needless to say, I am prepping for Disney on Ice because, hello, it's Disney, I'm Xaris, do the math. I hurriedly reserved a ticket online and I am eagerly waiting for a confirmation. Like I have so much money to burn, tchh.

It's the nearest I'm going to get to Mickey Mouse until HK Disneyland [yun na muna, poorita pa 'ko eh]. And yes, I love watching figure skating what with all the drama of their movements plus their frilly costumes.

Going back to my Araneta experience, when I had successfully made sure that my assignment was done, I went inside the main hall to see what was happening. There was an ongoing show hosted by Edu Manzano and Tuesday Vargas. Like any show, there was an opening, a middle and an end.

i browse kc concepcion's multiply. really depressing. but i love her to pieces because i love her mom lots. yeah sharonians go!

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today, i passed off another opportunity to be a star. i have reached a year's quota of foiled sparkle plans. i know there is a chance that i wouldn't be able to make it. what irks me is that i didn't even try. when am i ever going to step up and reach the stars?

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plan B: make them come to me.

bukas luluhod ang mga tala.

this is goodbye to my pinoy big brother dreams.

[moment of silence]

two weekends, i planned to breeze my way into the pbb auditions and turn on the charms i have not used in a long time. i even got my pictures [close up and full body], birth certificate, and bio data [which i had to research for because i had no idea what a bio data looks like]. so yes, i was semi prepared. semi because the stupid side of me did not even check where the auditions were supposed to be held! [yeah, spell stupid *rolls eyes*]

this last weekend, i was willing to go to abscbn and ask around there but i caught a virus in baguio and was sick for four days. suffice to say, i missed my dear chance to fame. boohoo, indeed.

so to console my pityful self, i keep saying that maybe God did not want me to audition because i will be such a shoo in and of course, they'll get me and make me a housemate and then i won't be able to concentrate on GT work. that's probably it. i did not get the chance to audition because i'm good as in and that will greatly affect my committment as GT. perhaps this really isn't my time. next year, xai, next year. right.

and anyway, i have plenty of time to come up with fool proof ways for being famous. and tss, pbb is just a phase. and it's too beneath me. really now. me in pbb. it's the most inane thing ever. i hate the show anyway. it's too mediated. you want the real let's-all-live-together-in-one-space-and-try-to-enjoy-each-other? try kawayan camp. and the big brother there is THE big brother. screw up and you get dealt with big time. and there are no hidden cameras but he can see your every move and thought. beat that direk lauren.

dripping with bitterness now. hehe.

what is going to happen when i become famous? nothing much. i think i will be the same weird kid i am now. but oh. i will meet people. them sparkling, shining, shimmering splendid people. and then i am bound to be starstruck and gaping every second and looking like a freakazoid. more than usual. maybe i'll get the nerve to come up to my favorite people and say, "ah, hello po. pwede ko po ba kayong palakpakan?" and then clap like an overexcited teeny bopper meeting bobby andrews for the first time. *keeleg* i already have a list of applaud worthy people.

1. joel torre
2. pen medina
3. cesar montano
4. sharon cuneta [yes. i'm sharonian. so sue me.]
5. ronnie lazaro
6. dolphy
7. jose manalo [haha. really.]

so there. i have let my proverbial hair down. if only i can endorse a shampoo brand. uy, ang ganda, ay... erm... urp.