Okay that may sound familiar from a shampoo commercial, but I’m serious.

I’ve been wanting to make a “sex and the city” article for so long now but can’t seem to write about anything. Then I’ve realized what’s wrong in the picture. What’s wrong was that I’ve been living the same day more than twice and frankly, i’m not happy anymore. It’s getting boring that all I’ve been doing for the past weeks is school, school, and more of school. I haven’t done a haircut in ages, I haven’t designed anything in centuries, and I haven’t gone out with anybody and shared a conversation with in God knows how long.

You just know your life is boring if all you can talk about in your blog are the lives of others. I need to make people talk about me instead of the other way around. LOL that was too narcissistic of me.

So this weekend after my examinations in all my subjects, I’m finally gonna pass that long overdue portfolio in the studios of my choice and hopefully, I get hired even if it’s only as an apprentice. I need all the learning I can get.

Also, I’m preparing myself for another hosting job I’d be doing. After a successful job with my school’s Capping and Pinning Ceremonies, they chose me to host this year’s Acquaintance Party to be held at Leisure Coast Resort. It’s time to pull out my personality on this event and I want people to see the real Abraham Remcyl Viloria. You guys can join the party if you’re willing to pay 775 bucks to serve as your pass.

That’s pretty much it. Take care guys and I miss you all. Hope we can have the opportunity to chat once so we can pick up on each other’s lives. Mwah!

So the day after our first monthsary was the day I was to host La Salette’s 2008 Capping, Pinning, and Candle lighting Ceremony. That was actually one of the reasons why Boo decided to sleepover because he would be the one attending the ceremony with me.

We prepared ourselves and dressed up because my call time was 8 o’clock. Despite having stated in my previous post that I wouldn’t be posting any more of my pictures in my uniform, I am trapped in the faux pas of my own making, as I was obliged to wear my classroom uniform for the event. Boo on the other hand looked fab as always. Before we left, Click! Flick! Click!

I wish I could have the same bronze skin tone like Boo.

So we headed to school immediately but turns out, we were late for the mass. So we just chatted and waited till everyone left for Lenox Hotel where the ceremony would be held.

We waited for everyone to arrive at the hotel before I start my speech at the podium.

I waited…

and waited…

And I waited some more…

I waited for soo long that I called up Whistler’s mother to join me in my waiting…

And FINALLY it started!

There were a total of 15 student candidates for the Capping and Pinning and the event was as intimate as it could ever be.

I started my speech and everything was flawless. I nailed my pronunciation of the word “ceremonies” and no word was unnecessary.

Yes, Bad Hair Day, I know!

This shot has the ugliest eyes, hence the blur.

I introduced the Dean of the College of Nursing, the Guest of Honor and Speaker, blah blah blah. . .

When it was time to call the students individually, I was shocked when our school coordinator asked me to take pictures. You couldn’t imagine my surprise I tell you!

But I still did it… I was there anyways, what else can I do?

I got the camera…

Adjusted the settings…

Click! Flick! Click!

…

And before you know it, LUNCH!

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I really had fun doing the whole hosting thing. It was a first for me and I could definitely say I did well. Not to mention a compliment from our vice-president. At least now people have an idea of what I can do for our school.

To all the candidates of the 2008 Capping and Pinning Ceremony at La Salette, CONGRATULATIONS!

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I would like to thank the person dearest to my heart for spending that very special event with me, Boo.

I love you! Mwah!

Zola Dagupan just opened recently and it has been making a huge buzz around the little city of Dagupan and we only have one person to thank, and that is the same guy responsible for putting up Zola Baguio.

For me and Boo’s first monthsary, I took him to Zola to see what the buzz is all about. But not only that, i gave him a new haircut as you can see in the picture, and the fabulous shirt he is wearing as well. It kinda brings out the sophisticated rocker inside of him, don’t you think?

I am telling you people, prepare yourself for a whirlwind around Zola with my infamous “smile”, for sprinkling it all over the place would be a complete understatement.

With Boo being the one in-the-know with all the dishes in Zola, I allowed him to do the ordering for he knows what’s best.

As for me, I guess you know by now what happens next…

Drinks, anyone?

I on the other hand was wearing the white cargo jeans and black top he gave me.

We ordered bolognese and carbonara and an 8″ pizza for dinner and given the time to prepare these kinds of dishes, I’d have to say it was served pretty fast.

I wasn’t ready with my “smile” yet and Boo took the shot already. Hmf!

Spell YUM! Y-U-M!

It was pretty small being a pizza lover, but after binging on the bolognese I had, I left my last slice untouched. I think the pictures alone are enough justification on how much I loved the food.

First the Bolognese. . .

Then the pizza. . .

Okay, okay, I may have overdone this whole trying-to-gain-weight thing

After all that food I was ready to go to the comfort room LOL. I was full to my throat and the iced tea was just enough to quench my thirst.

Or maybe not…

It was pretty fun shouting at each other with so much noise we had to compete with. But as the night went further on, the older people started leaving so we pretty much had a cozy ending to our date. Before we left the fabulous location while Boo was at the comfort room, I used my pizza knife and dabbed it on the saucer with catsup and left a message for him on a tissue paper which read “I (heart) you”. It sure did put a smile on his face.

Happy First Monthsary Boo! I certainly had a great time!

Days had passed but this was the only time I had to blog about me and Huggie’s special day celebrated last July 10, 2008. Better late than never I always say.

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So we were supposed to have our make-up class with our instructor, Ms. Inacay, but turns out she had sore eyes. She sent me a text message minutes before I was about to leave the house which was truly a jumping moment for me. I was super amped about the news that I sent Boo an instant message telling him to call me up so I could spill the good news to him. When he called up, he was as excited as I was. Truly, the day was meant to happen happily for the two of us.

So I met up with him where we were to have our Lunch, which was at Jack’s. We love the food there because we get a lot of serving for the price we can afford.

So once again, the serving of the food took quite a while. I was loving Boo’s outfit that I wanted to capture it on camera.

He simply makes the best candid photos which I envy so much.

As boo looked super fab ala Christian Siriano, I looked like the crap ordered from hell. Seriously, I need a wardrobe change!

I look soo bad the picture needed to be captured via Sepia.

So after having the Jack’s rice last time, we decided to order something different.

I orderd the Lechon Kawali (bottom dish) served with fried rice, while Boo had their Sizzling Pork Chop (top dish). I wasn’t able to taste the pork chop so I really couldn’t tell you guys if it’s a winner or a never-try-it dish. As for my Lechon Kawali, I was a bit shocked that I only get 5 slices with the proportion of their rice serving. Though it is fried rice, given that you can eat it on its own, was still a disappointment. Another disappointment was how salty it was. I couldn’t imagine how much soy sauce went into making this dish but I’m guessing it’s enough to give your body a run for its money.

Before we ate, I took one more picture of Boo as he made a joke out of his iced tea.

[eat... eat... and ate some more...]

Since he brought most of his stuff for our little plan for tonight, I had to bring it home first so we could get through the day not carrying the big paper bag known as his things :).

When he received a call from Lyra, a friend of his, saying that she was at Nepo Mall, he wanted me to meet her, so we did.

She asked if we already ate, and though we said yes, she insisted on eating again which I think was very sweet of her. So even if I was uber full with what we had at Jack’s, I fed myself more with some Pancit Palabok and pineapple juice.

That’s Ms. Lyra on the right and fashion guru, boo, on the left ahihi

By this time, I may be smiling but I am bloated!

So we roamed the mall thrice after dining at Jollibee and frankly, it didn’t take us that long to do that.

When Lyra had to go somewhere, I decided to finally give Boo the haircut he needed before we go to Zola. I promised myself that was the place I’d be taking him since I could really tell how much he misses it. But since the day was young, I took him to City Mall to buy him a special something something as my monthsary gift to him.

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The night finally arrived and we were starving! We couldn’t say Zola faster!

Zola! Zola! Voila!

We arrived and I’d have to say, it was NOISY! The place was packed with people and I’d have to say, they’re a hit!

…to be continued

Happy 1st Monthsary My Dear Sweet Marvin Allan Padigos!

Our journey together has been the best so far, and I’m looking forward to spending more and more days with you…

See you in a while Boo! Can’t wait to celebrate!

A hot spot hits Dagupan and we are ready to conquer!

After hearing about this frenzy from Boo (Hugz) from the time we met, it has finally arrived last night and sadly, I wasn’t there! Yes, the infamous Zola opened last night and everyone who’s anyone was there. The weather wasn’t cooperating and I had no one to go there with, even Alain, since I am out of cash (as usual).

With this great news comes another.

I was just informed yesterday by the school coordinator that I was chosen (among the few) to be the master of ceremonies at La Salette’s 2008 Capping Ceremonies this July 11, 2008. And to my surprise, my English teacher who I had several arguments with during class was the one who recommended me. Talk about loving your enemies! Kidding!

Maybe the night after the Capping ceremonies I’ll be inviting Boo and some friends to check out the place and give you the inch-to-inch details.

The long hours of waiting for our dear friend Ayessa finally came to an end as we picked her up at her office after working like a horse for the whole day.

Her house was a long ride from the main city so we had the chance to catch up on each other as the cab drove the dark streets.

When we arrived at her place, we immediately watched her play which none of us (Me, Alain, and Daisy) got the chance to see, Beauty and the Beast The Musical. I think I was the only one paying attention since Alain was busy worrying about his board exam results, while Daisy was in the middle of a horrible headache. Well anyways, after the show, we finally got the chance to capture our short time as a four girl group. LOL.

Click! Flick! Click!

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While me and my mom were cleaning the house, I got a surprise text message from Daisy. The text that she sent informed me that she was back home once again! Of course I was pleasantly surprised as I miss her so much. She is so good at coming home without anyone having a clue which I love because you get that certain smile on your face that won’t go away till you see her personally.

So I replied to her message and immediately set the date for me to get to spend time with her. Apparently, Alain was coming along so I was even more thrilled since I can’t remember the last time me and Alain hanged out. He must be oober fat right now I thought. And right as I always am, he was and is still is (even bigger if I may say so).

And so we met last… when did we meet again? LOL

Anyways, we met (haha) at Malimgas Market for Daisy was shopping for some threads and garters. Alain was there too, flaunting his new phone which he got for his debut (haha) and I immediately thought of camwhoring the entire time.

Daisy looked a lot different with her bangs but deep inside she’s still humble and the same old Daisy.

We headed off to Razon’s for some fine dining. They had the best halo-halo in town and no one could debate about that so I wanted Daisy to have a taste. But of course the main dish comes first.

Daisy had the (was this chicken or pork? I really can’t remember.–Darn memory loss!) shanghai with chicken/pork, while Alain and I had Sisig and shanghai.

We had the place amped up with our voices and laughs. I even caught one of the customers laughing with us as we talked. I always find it funny how other people could laugh at others’ conversations because it’s inevitable. LOL

Here’s a picture of Daisy and Alain at Razon’s Dagupan.

I don’t know if it’s Daisy’s bangs I should look at or her cleavage? Bout you?

Come to think of it, how come I didn’t have any pictures with Daisy at Razon’s? GRRR Alain! GRRR!

The cats were finally out of the bag, our stories were shared but surprisingly, we haven’t even started yet. Ayessa is still not in the picture. So we decided to pay her a visit in Baguio. I was head over heels because for the whole summer vacation I never got the chance to move out of the city and do something worthwhile.

So I packed my tote bag and we were off to Baguio the next morning.

Gotta love the shades. They’re my favorite! If this was ANTM, Tyra’s immediate comment on Daisy would be: “No Neck!”

Happy Birthday to my bouncing baby girl!

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Woah! I’ve missed blogging you guys! I’m back after that grueling test I’ve worked hard on.

So let’s catch up!

Just in case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been flaunting this new logo here at badingako.com and thanks to Ryeness (after his fabulous comment, I’d love to hear from you guys as well), made me more enthusiastic in pursuing this plan of mine.

Okay, so I’ve been doing some jobs lately and they’re all fierce thank God! I’ve been a freelance graphic artist for so long and now I’m finally employed (well, sort of… I guess) at a company I can’t spill just yet. I’m one of their official graphic artist (another one’s in the U.S. of A) and I’m finally making my own money. And being exposed in the industry for months now, I’m starting to trust myself a bit better in being able to deal with all sorts of people.

So anyhoo, I want to make money not only in the company where I am in right now. I want to have clients of my own (one day) and just burst-open my window and just love myself till mosquitoes invade the grotesque-ness known as my skin. Kidding! So here I am, trying to establish myself as a graphic artist in my (I could only hope) own company, Remcyl Designs. I’ve put in a new page link (see top of page) aka Portfolio for you to have a glimpse of what I’ve done so far and the skills I possess (sounds too confident?). Yes! In the kind of industry we have today, you have to shout loud with your talent for you to stand out! Gone are the days of the silent fighters. Tsk! Tsk!

So there, I do hope I get clients both in and out of the Philippines to kick-off my future plans.

Moving on…

I think it’s about time I blog about my Pinoy Idol experience. It has been long overdue and it was only now that I got the chance to talk about it.

Remember when I said the gays would be invading? Once again, I was right!!! In all shapes and sizes they came. The expected ones who would dress discreetly, the ones who wore tons of cake on their faces, the ones who dared to put shimmers, glitters, whoozits, and whatzits on their faces, and those like me, who decided to look like passersby-supposed-to-buy-vinegar-at-a-store-and-decided-to-audition. NOT! Lol
So there I was with a fellow UoPian–pronounced as Yoo-woap-yan (yes, my school had the nerve to call us that!) trying our luck at Stadia. The line was long, the sun was scorching, and armpits started producing their own Eew de toilette. Lucky me I grew up in the Sahara making me a camel among the milk fishes.

Going back, I’m really not that familiar with the process since I didn’t audition last season, so every step was a first for me.

The long line leads to the area inside the Stadia (oh yes, they made a line out of us outside the venue– shame! shame!) where the requirements were to be checked. What happened next was a surprise to me and everyone I believe.

You know how we see American Idol on TV and see all the young hopefuls in front of the three judges? Well, that wasn’t the case with the Philippine counterpart. Since everything is scraped to the last cheapness here in the third world, there are two legs of the audition. First was with Arsi Baltazar (the guy who rejected me for Pinoy Pop Superstar). The moment I came in the partition and saw his face, I was at complete shock since I didn’t expect to see him there doing the same job when I auditioned for the former competition.

I decided to sing a different song from the one I practiced since I wanted to save it for the three judges. So there I was, in the same position I was in years ago. I sang 3 words and he said “Thank You!”. I KNOW! Harsh for the faint-hearted. But not for me. I guess having been rejected once by him made it easier for me to accept rejection the second time around.

This entry to some might seem as sour-graping over the whole experience but I believe otherwise. In fact, I am at rage over another aspect.

For competitions (more as opportunities to many) such as this where a lot of things are sacrificed for the chance of getting in– money, schooling, and debts are made, I think everyone deserves to at least have a couple of lines sang, for them to prove their talent and showcase their best. Out of the 30 hopefuls in the line of chairs, only 1 got in.

It’s such a sad thought that at the end of the day, talent was overlooked just because of the face value. Yes, I know my capabilities as a performer, and I know I am really good. Is it fair for me not to get the same chance as the good-looking ones?

I know in the music industry of the PHILIPPINES ONLY, face value matters. But at the end of the day, we need to realize what the competition is, and it is a singing competition.

So I just leave you with a question. And frankly, I’d love to hear your opinions. Is it easier to enhance vocals from a good-looking performer, or easier to enhance the looks from a talented hopeful?