last request...

RED ARMY

10 Raspberries
2 Shots Raspberry Vodka
0.5 Shot Triple Sec
0.5 Shot Raspberry Liqueur
1 Shot Lime Juice
0.75 Shot Sugar Syrup

Put 8 fresh raspberries, raspberry vodka, lime juice , sugar syrup,

Triple Sec, Raspberry Liqueur in a cocktail shaker with crushed ice

and strain everything into a tumbler. Garnish with 3 raspberries.


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i was running out of things to do to fall asleep yesterday so i checked
on the e-mails that i printed a few years back....

while reading, you can play the song "last request" by paolo nutini as your background music. please feel free to browse into my playlist...

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a couple was driving their way home from an anniversary date.
the guy noticed his girl was so quiet the whole night.

he pulled over to give his anniversary gift. from his pocket,
he got a small envelope ,handed it to her and kissed
her in the cheeks.

the girl didn’t say anything. the guy surprised, asked his girl
if everything was ok. the girl started crying quietly.

worried, the guy hugged his girl and said "what is it i can do
to make feel better?".

the girl whispered " i want my freedom back".

the guy was stunned and both of them were quiet for a few minutes.
the guy started the engine and said " ill drive you home. Lets talk
about this tomorrow. you're probably just tired".

Girl: there wont be anything to talk about tomorrow. I want my freedom
back. I don’t love anymore. I’m sorry. I can get off from here.

The girl returned the small envelop and said "I guess it wouldn't make any sense if i read your letter now". The guy replied "you can keep it...please do.."

The guy dropped his ex off and drove to his place...he was so depressed that he wasnt able to concentrate on his driving so his car collided with a truck. he was sent to the hospital and was declared dead on arrival.

after the funeral, the girl was struck by guilt and was so depressed.
a few days after, she found the envelop given by her ex.
she opened it and found a diamond ring with a message engraved on it..


ur luv kips me alive...



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Postscript:

- im planning to make a short film out this story
- im planning to call kim and yhong to shoot this in vigan
- im planning to use "last request" by Paolo Nutini as the OST (movie?)
- i realized that everyone was so busy with their lives, ill save it for later
- it took me an hour to publish this post (it normally takes me 20)
- i found out that the song "Mr. Brightside" was originally sung by Paul Anka

a muddy slope..

Ultimate mudslide

30 ml vodka

30 ml Kahlua® coffee liqueur

30 ml Bailey's® Irish cream

60 ml cream

60 ml milk

1 medium sized banana

5 ice cubes

grated chocolate

Place all ingredients, except grated chocolate, in a blender and

blend until smooth. Pour into glass and sprinkle with grated chocolate.

***top it up with whipped cream (optional)

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one of the greatest alcoholic inventions of all time is the coffee

liquor. Popularly known brand "Kahlua", has a quick bitter zing,

almost wickedly sweet. Made by exposing the spirits of vodka

to golden roast coffee, vanilla bean and sugar. having it

placed in a tightly-sealed bottle makes the spirit

seep in the beans to bring out a rich-tasting flavor.

It was nice to have encountered this extraordinary that has

has been tickling my tastebuds for years. it brought my obsession

for coffee and liquor in to a different life.Because of this, i was

able to link my love for alcohol to my other obsession.

I love coffee...(regardless of the brand).
If i have a few extra bucks, ill go to starbucks.
If im out of bucks, i stick to nescafe freeze.
I do not make a living statement out of drinking it.

I drink coffee because it gives me the spike that i need to keep me

up all night finishing the things that i have been doing everyday for

the last 2 years. not because i am putting up a "trendy lifestyle" by

doing a sip-a-minute of my caramel frap just to be able to spend the

wee hours of the day in starbucks.

I go to starbucks because i want to give myself a treat after a hard

day's work, or because i want a good conversation with my friends

over coffee. Not because i want my ears to be tickled as the barista

calls the "name" that i invented, wishing that was really my own name.

I order a caramel macchiato because i want to have a shot of

espresso and scalded milk on a cold night. Not because its something

new to my ears and i want to practice my twang just to end up

pronouncing macchiato as "mochiatow" or cappuccino as "cup of chino".

i get a few sheets of table napkin and bags of brown sugar because

when iwant to make my drink a bit sweeter and keep my lips

and hands dry and free from coffee stains. Not because I want to

have them "to go" and use them at home or to wipe my face when I’m

sweating like a dog...a price that others have to pay for trying hard to

fit in...

COFFEE...and the drink that started the trend....
the brand that introduced the wicked lifestyle...
hypocrisy...pretentions..delusions...
all just for a sip to that green straw that says.."I belong!"


hehehe..that’s too much dose of sarcasm for the day. ill reserve it for tomorrow.

a splash of stale vodka

my weekend was so tiring. sleepless, i had to meet up with my buds at starbucks metrowalk for a quick bonding. damn! its been 5 months since we last went out. while waiting for alvin, we went to the videoke booth and belted out a few tones. we went to the canteen and ate lechon manok and grilled liempo. it was getting late and we're running out of options... so i decided to have my friends crash into my place, since they haven't seen my place since i moved dec 2007. we're supposed to buy ice and consume the beer that i have from the last party at my crib.

we took a cab to c5 and stayed at my place a bit. i had to check my fridge to find something they could eat. nothing was there except cookies, loacker and the cake we bought 2 days prior. a few slices of tiramisu overmelt.. (yum yum). a few sticks of cig and a few comments bout my crib and we went to pier 1. that was around 1 am. we had sisig, extra joss, a tower of beer, blueberry and strawberry vodka cruisers and weng weng. NO DAIQUIRIS...but itwas ok.

we experimented on the drinks that we had (extra joss and the beer, the vodka cruisers and the weng weng) and surprisingly enjoyed the good mixes we talked bout lot of things (thats our talent, talking about anything under the sun). a few hours after, chacha was already saying a lot of things, and carisse is a bit bored and sleepy. we decided to head back to camp.

we stopped at ministop and got some cofee chicken , dumplings and noodles. chacha has been blabbering non-stop and has been annoying the hell out of ella so we had her change her clothes and hit the sack. by 6am, everyone has been snoring. i woke alvin up so he can prepare to go home to Bulacan as it was mother's day then. carisse woke up 730 am and was supposed to leave early, but ended up staying until 1130 am with cha and ella watching "LAUGHTRIP" i mean, "EUROTRIP".

a few minutes after they left...i was strucked by mixed emotions..sad that we only have limited time for each other..and happy as we can still bond and make each and everyone feel that there is still place for all of us..inside the pretty fucked up selves of ours...i thought of an old alcoholic man, who despite the bottles of liquor that lavished his tastebuds, his throat still has a place for a splash of stale vodka. the the very first one that quenched his thirst and uplifted his spirit..

-kim: jackass!!! lets have coffee some time...

-ius: you still owe me a lot of stories. i miss the serious times.

-berna: ok..im cutting you some slack.

just let meknow when we can have coffee