Justin can't believe he's working on a Friday night. It's supposed to be a long weekend, and they're right. It's gonna be a long one.

Have you ever felt not being able to contain the high you're feeling? Once you feel that surge of a high, you can't help but stand, shout, share it to everyone, and then go back to your cube feeling all giddy? Smiling, just talking to anyone willing to listen, willing to get wet on that rain of sunshine you can't wait to spread? Actually feeling the intense connection two people have for each other, it's like one of the strangest sensations one could go through. It's been discomforting here in the office, but what a whiff of masterpiece this novel is. That's what I'm feeling at this very moment.

And to, for the first time, devote my precious 2-3 hours of free time each day to reading a non-fiction novel, absolutely shunning the dvd, phone or tv is just, hmmm strange. But I'm running against time, sprinting towards the end, before I watch the movie I have to finish the book. And I did. And the cherry is we're major sponsors for the Premiere Showing of the Movie. When it rains, it pours.

So on Tuesday, November 25th, I'll be able to watch the hottest human with the vampire everyone's talkin about. God, I can't wait! I may not be able to sleep on Monday! These are the moments when I'm really, to the core, lovin' my job!

So the Rihanna and Chris Brown Live in Manila actually happened in our office porch. I was there at Gold, feeling every 500 bucks breeze through the performances. And it might be hard to actually admit, but Rihanna made an impression. *sigh. The girl's got talent. I especially like Disturbia and Take a Bow in her performances. Her repeated mention of Manila and 70,000 people in the house really got the crowd up. Worth it! It's really an experience when one sees the hottest international acts in the world do their stuff in the great city of Manila.

Kaching* I'm on my way to Armin Van Buuren's Parteh in World Trade Center. With Jofel and Amica, this is gonna be a different mix. Pics up next! Unless you're getting tired of them. Haha!

Will try to have another entry by Sunday's time.

A lot of things in our lives die a natural death. There are a number of reasons that cause this natural death. There are habits, circumstances and relationships that don't stay in the proper compass of our time, get left by our maturity or become past our prime. A lot of times, these things are what we cherish the most. The fact that the death is natural does not take any pain away from its loss.

I recently overhauled my closet, noticing that my closet was too jam-packed for its own good. I figured that my old clothes could be of better use to others. I browsed through every single piece─ college, high school garments I used to love oh-so-much before but just couldn’t fit itself in my present lifestyle, in the mode I’m espousing lately. More than half is now up to be allocated to Christmas charities, our helpers and their sons. It's great that the closet can once again breathe and the ante upped, but there’s just this gnawing feeling of loss nevertheless. Loss over the ties I’ve had with these clothes. This is what I call the syndrome of a natural death.

I just retired my used-to-be-fave console in time for the arrival of the new. It served me well, with countless hours of playing pleasure, memories and bonding moments with friends. But it's past its prime, it’s era gone and it's time to move on. It’s gonna be part of my collection and put up in the hall-of-fame. It will always be one of the greats, whatever happens. I also just disposed another collection, due to conscientious acts. And now this.

I'm dealing with something similar right now, just on a higher plateau, a greater intensity. And it's hard to let go. It’s strange that I don’t feel anything, even though I know I should. I have a hunch that at bottom, this is the right thing to do. This will all be for the better. Better for me, better for others, and I would like to think, beneficial for the order of the universe. It was good while it lasted, but it’s time to turn that hi to a goodbye. I might be accused that it’s not actually undergoing a natural death. that I’m in reality killing it before its time. But I contend that it’s a long time coming, and the time is ripe. 

The cream fotos of the Cream Halloween Party below. Had lots of fun!!! Has my simple, smiling, ephemeral poses just died a natural death? Pun intended. Work stuff next entry! It’s the golden age. :D I might not be able to contain it.

Tight with the two gals.

Posing freely.

Transformed JLo and "guy."

Feel the chill. Nyarks!

Justin, the Vampire.

Hello there Manilans, wakey wakey. This Saturday morning sure has a lot of scoop for ya. On downtown High Street, Nate and Chuck finally had a showdown. Notice the similar hip sway? 

The full cast: B, S, Chuck and Nate strike a pose for the camera.

Somebody sure loves the limelight. Never hesitates to hog the lights. Trina dear, you sure are special.

*I just found a profile pic-worth shot. After all these weeks.

That's all for this episode of DM Gossip Girl. Fourty-four photoshoot outtakes to follow. Watch out for the other episodes of Beverages, the South Wing, Party Trilogy and Cream Halloween Party. Diversified throughout multiply, facebook and friendster. I just wanna say, I appreciate each and every visitor. There's been a relentless stream of hits lately. Take care everyone.

Drooling no more.

Or should I say drooling more profusely?

Gross. I know right.

Isn’t it great to know that the littlest perks and surprises could pull off the biggest smiles our faces could handle? I love the smell of coffee in the morning. I’d die staring at raindrops against the windshield in the afternoon. I would revel at the sight of our three babies- Charlie, Pots and Chip, playfully licking the leather soles of my shoes before I leave the house. I thank God for yet another batch of ‘lil mollies in one of the ponds. I experience fantasy cum reality when I wake up early on a Saturday only to realize there’s no office, so I go back to sleep. I can't get over a crush adding me in facebook. These things could really make my day.

Every month, I receive this big, laminated box of fresh, unopened glossies, with a neon marker that says “Justin Alejandro Lladoc, Junior Associate.” As I open the box, I would cherish looking at the 15-piece stack. Opening each mag out of their plastic wraps is just the cherry on the cream. From lifestyle mags such as Metro and Tatler, to the most juicy Yes and Buzz, to college mags Chalk and Candy, to mommy-ish Good Housekeeping, Real Living and Metro, to the raunchy Cosmo, FHM and Chalk, to my all-time faves T3, Men’s Health and Entrepreneur, and all the others not befitting any category, this is just one of the most desirable perks of being a marketer.

I adore the smell of glossies, flipping through its pages, reading every ‘lil article and connecting them to reality. Yes, indeed, DVD series has a new rival- the glossies. I just feel so alive when I see the best photography with the most interesting articles merged in an excellent publication. A testament to the deep bench of real talent of this race.

Speaking of which, I’ll be one of the attendees of the craziest Halloween party in the metro. If you’re in the crowd, I’m sure you’ll know what I’m talking about. It’s the next dessert word after Ice ______. Damn, I have never worn a costume in a decade. I’m planning something really cliché such as the devil. But I might just take the strange road again and dress as a horrifying general. Any suggestions?

Right smack in the middle of the weekend, I’m ‘tellin y’all to watch High School Musical 3: Senior Year. Outstanding production, great dancing, good songs. It will be worth your time and cash. I’m off to buy the OST.

P.S. Being the client of the largest, most influential media conglomerate (*ehem Summit Publications *ehem) in the country is really great. I’ve always been an avid fan of some publications, but having them for free was what what I was going for ever since.

‘Till next time. Feel the chill this Halloween. Hardy Harharhar  ^+_+^

Yes people, profile pic ‘comin up soon! Cast in stone, etched in the stars, dust inhaled and rolled in the floor.

Somebody stayed over at my place. As we were talking, she told me she realized how much luck plays a part in our lives. Admittedly, I was half-asleep when she was talking, given that it was already 4am. I even blurted, "so what are the brands you're handling? what's the demand forecast? " So off-topic! I believe that much happiness and success that we have in this life is determined by luck. But I just don't know how one can live if you go by that school of thought ona day-to-day basis. One just has to make the best decisions he can muster and hope for the best consequences. One just has to make the best out of every situation.

I seriously want to change my profile pic. I just can't figure out when or where to. Plus the time factor comes in. I'm off to a gimik, reuniting with a close friend of mine I haven't been with for a long time. By the way, as my status states, Justin is hot for reunited friends.

I'm really happy. Now.

It was a difficult October morning, a particularly raining one. There was a sea of umbrellas the other day, just when I was heading for work. All of us went the usual way, striped ones, black folded ones, and the usual long steel umbrella with a neutral color. And then, there I saw it, an umbrella like no other, a transparent one, with a yellow tint. I can just imagine having that umbrella. It was like you had the oozy feeling of rain drops falling on your face, without the iffy sensation of being wet. It was just like one of those moments- when you went for something, and it just worked. It was like caramel machiatto at 7 am. I thought to myself, I finally met my match.  

In a society like ours when it takes a whole lot to be, there are people constantly trying to break the mould. Thank God for them. Unfortunately for this week, after a whole lot of events and brand analyses, I finally got this big book I've been waiting on for four years. Looking over it, it's quite clear that it wasn't worth the wait. Hahaha! (pun intended). I just had to think to myself, for yet another time, the University really did rock.

And for my beloved teammates, October 10 2010, brunch at 10:10 AM at the famous strip of the high street. Regardless of where we are, or where we work, we will see each other. Forgetting is tantamount to just that, forgetting about us, about our cherished past.

I'm supposed to write now, but sige tomorrow na lang.