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Writers’ Strike


I know, I know, this is very, very old news by now (well, actually, two days old, but in the industry, that’s already ages), but the Writers’ Strike has officially ended. Woohoo! During the three-month long period, picketers have walked the streets, negotiations have been made, and bills passed, until they’ve finally reached the agreement. I’m just really happy that the companies finally relented and agreed to what the writers were asking for - they are the backbone of the industry, after all. Without them, Ted Sprague would probably have flowers sprouting from his fingers instead of nuclear radiation, or Grissom would end up wearing shades at the end of every clincher lines he gives *cough*Horatio*cough*

 Photo taken from the United Hollywood blog.

Anyway… Yeah, I’m obviously on the side of the writers. It is hard to come up with creative concepts, harder still to make them concrete by writing scripts and stories for these, so they really do deserve compensation for what they’re doing.

And yes, I do want to watch what happens to my favorite shows.^^ Bring in the Petrellis! Yay!

Can’t wait to watch Heroes, House, Scrubs, the CSI franchises, and all the other good shows out there.^_^ They’ll be coming in pretty late already (like, around September), from what I hear, but I think it’s worth the wait.^_^


Oh yeah, for those who are interested in the nitty-gritty details, you can check out the wiki entry here, or the United Hollywood site.


Soul Speak


You Are a Seeker Soul
You are on a quest for knowledge and life challenges.
You love to be curious and ask a ton of questions.
Since you know so much, you make for an interesting conversationalist.
Mentally alert, you can outwit almost anyone (and have fun doing it!).

Very introspective, you can be silently critical of others.
And your quiet nature makes it difficult for people to get to know you.
You see yourself as a philosopher, and you take everything philosophically.
Your main talent is expressing and communicating ideas.

Souls you are most compatible with: Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul


Oooh… Deep quiz. This one I agree with too. I do admit to being a thinker. Actually, I’ve been accused by so many people already of thinking too much… and it’s too true.o_O I can’t help but think. My friends have told me to ease up on trying to analyze stuff all the time, but my brain’s way too active, and I have no idea why.o_O Someone once told me that one way to relax is to empty my mind for even just five minutes, and I couldn’t do it. My mind flutters from one idea to the other. I think toooooo much, it’s practically a disease.



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Gray Eyes


Your Eyes Should Be Gray
Your eyes reflect: Intensity and drive

What’s hidden behind your eyes: A sensitive soul


Hmmm… This is the first quizzie I took that involves specific body parts.o_O

Anyway, I’m rather contented with my dark brown eyes already. I wouldn’t want to change them for the world. Although, my brother used gray contacts for some time. Weird, I know, but that’s my brother for you. Heehee. It’s a good thing he doesn’t know about this blog.:P


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Lights, Camera, Gambit!


Woohoo! After waiting so long since I heard about the X-Men movie, they’re finally going to have Gambit on the silver screen! Apparently, the character’s going to be part of the cast of the upcoming Wolverine movie, slated to be released May 2009. Now, I don’t have anything against Hugh Jackman, or anything, but when (not if!) I’m going to watch the film, it’s definitely for Remy Le Beau!





You wanna see who’s going to be playing him? Take a lookie:

Not bad, not bad at all.^_^ His name’s Taylor Kitsch, and he appeared in The Covenant, and is also a regular on Friday Night Lights as the drunk perpetually-drunk-but-drop-dead-gorgeous football player Tim Riggins.


My take on this? I’m definitely not complaining. Heeheehee! Admit it, the guy’s eye candy.

A part of me’s still wishing they really pushed on with Josh Halloway, though. It’s been such a major thing that he’s going to play Remy Le Beau, a.k.a. Gambit, as he has been approached for X-3. After that, there still have been rumors that he would play the role for X-4, but I guess they’re not going to push through with that.

Works, eh? Turns out he declined because he said that his role in Lost (as Sawyer) has a personality that’s too similar to my fave Cajun mutant.:/ Oh well. He would’ve probably been an amazing Gambit, but Taylor’s definitely something to look forward to in the next couple of years.;)


About the movie, the plot they released is kinda confusing.o_O Looks like they’re going to show Wolverine in his time with the Weapon X Program, with Silver Fox, Sabertooth, and Deadpool, but at the same time they’re going to be bringing in some of the X-Men in the movie as well. That’s weird, because Wolverine met the X-Men quite a number of years after the whole Weapon X thing, and there’s also the thing with the Alpha Flight.


Okay, I’ll stop geeking out on you now.:P



You Are Flip Flops
You are laid back and very friendly.
Cheery and sunny in disposition, you usually have something to smile about.

Style is important to you, as long as you can stay casual.
It takes a lot to get you to dress up!

You are a loyal and true person, though you can be a bit of a flake.
You tend to “play hooky” and blow off responsibilities a lot more than most people.

You should live: By the beach

You should work: At a casual up and coming company


Nyah? o_O I like flipflops fine, but they’re not really my favorite footwear. I love boots more.^_^ The personality’s not quite right too, because I pretty much think I’m a responsible person, and I’m also not much of a beach person.

But anyway, I can’t deny flipflops are cute, especially the ones with the quirky designs.

Cute, eh?


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Just a short Valentine’s lite gift for you guys.:)

Sorry, it’s not as happy as I said it would be.:( I’m not really in the mood to write happy stories right now.





Amanda looked up at the grinning face above her. Ordinarily, she would’ve smiled back at the brown-haired Alvin. This time though, she didn’t. Instead, she played with the stem of the rose in her hands.


“What’s wrong?” Alvin said, his smile fading. He stuffed his hands in his pockets. “I thought roses are your favorite.”


“I like them, thanks. It’s just that…” Amanda cleared her throat. “Well…”


“Did something happen?”


“No, it’s just…” Amanda cleared her throat again. What’s the deal between you and Katrina?” She said in a rush, as though she wanted to say it to get it over and done with, and that’s what she was feeling.


“Me and…” Alvin blinked, and then his grin re-appeared, wider than ever. “There’s nothing going on between us, Amanda. You know that, don’t you?”


“If I did, would I be asking now?” Amanda said. She tried to keep her lower lip from trembling, and she succeeded. Barely.


“Oh, come on, Amanda, don’t be jealous,” Alvin scoffed. “What made you think there’s something going on between us, anyway?”


“People have been talking…” Amanda mumbled.


“Since when did you care about what people thought? That’s not the Manda I know and love.”


Ordinarily, Amanda would have been pleased to hear Alvin saying he loves her, but not now. “Well… You spend more time with her than you do with your guy friends,” “And me”, she added in her mind.


“That’s because she’s a friend. Come on, Manda. We’ve been best friends since we were in kindergarten. What am I supposed to do, leave her now just because we’re together?”


“Just because?”


“You know that’s not what I mean,” Alvin said impatiently.  


“Then what do you mean?”


“Amanda, I love you. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have gone after you. You know that. If I wanted to be with her, then I would’ve a long time ago.”


“Exactly,” Amanda murmured, too softly.


“What do you mean by that?”


“Don’t you see, Alvin? Katrina’s in love with you, and I think she has been for the longest time.”


“You’ve got to be kidding me.”


“I’m not. One look in her eyes, and I knew. I thought at first she was just protective of you and that’s why she didn’t seem to like me when you introduced us, but now… She loves you, Alvin. And I think at the back of your mind, you know that too.”


“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Alvin repeated. “How can I know that? And besides, that can’t be true. We’re buddies.”


“Really, Alvin?” Amanda gave him a sad smile. “I might not have said anything before now, but just because I kept silent doesn’t mean that I haven’t noticed what’s going on.” She took a deep breath. “I’ve also seen the way you looked at her at times, Alvin. I think that in some way, you also do love her.”


“What?!” Alvin yelped. “Sure, I love her, but not in that way.”


“Yes, in that way,” Amanda mimicked him. “I guess I should know where I stand. After all, I was the one who got in between the two of you. If I didn’t enter the scene, you two probably would’ve hooked up sooner or later. No, please don’t interrupt,” she said, holding up a hand when Alvin opened his mouth. “Let me finish, because this will probably be the only time that I would be saying this. Maybe the reason why I was brought here was to make you two realize what you feel for each other…”


“Amanda,” Alvin practically pleaded, “I love you.”


“I know, Alvin, but who do you love more: me or her?” Amanda waited, but his only response was to bow down his head. “I see.”




“Alvin, I don’t know what’s going on in your head, but I do know one thing: that if I stayed here, three people would end up hurting. I already am right now, but at least we can stop this before it gets any deeper.”


“Amanda, please…”


“I know, Alvin. I know. I just… I think we have to get away from each other, for a short time. That way, you can sort through what you really feel, and I… I can try and find out who I am in the picture. If you went for her, I’ll understand. Believe me, I will. It’s going to hurt like heck, but I’m not going to force myself where I’m not wanted. If it’s me you choose, well… I’ll just be here waiting for you to come, alright. Take care of yourself now.” She turned, and started walking away.


“Oh, and Alvin?”


Alvin lifted his head, his face pale, and looked at her. “Yeah?” He managed to whisper.




“Sorry, what?”


“My favorites are tulips. It’s Katrina who loves roses.”


Brain Pattern


Your Brain’s Pattern
Your mind is a creative hotbed of artistic talent.
You’re always making pictures in your mind, especially when you’re bored.
You are easily inspired to think colorful, interesting thoughts.
And although it may be hard to express these thoughts, it won’t always be.


This is ironic, since I haven’t felt artistic and creative recently.:( My teacher would kill me for pleading writer’s block, but there you go. This is one of those times I don’t have crazy/goofy/funny/weird/unique ideas in my head, and it doesn’t feel right.:( I just need something to push me to write again. What that is, I don’t know.o_O

Nyaaah. I’m not making much sense today.


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Candy Heart

Your Candy Heart Says “Get Real”
You’re a bit of a cynic when it comes to love.
You don’t lose your head, and hardly anyone penetrates your heart.

Your ideal Valentine’s Day date: is all about the person you’re seeing (with no mentions of v-day!)

Your flirting style: honest and even slightly sarcastic

What turns you off: romantic expectations and “greeting card” holidays

Why you’re hot: you don’t just play hard to get - you are hard to get


Whoa.o_O Am I that cynical? Ok, so maybe I don’t really believe in the traditional concept of Valentine’s Day (Hallmark holiday, much?), but I’m not that negative about love.o_O I do value honesty above a lot of things though, so that much is true. And yeah, I’ve been known to literally and figuratively run away from some guys so… :P (… and iheartbadtz became a lotta weirder.)

Anyway, just because I’m not much of a Valentine’s Day person doesn’t mean I can’t greet you guys.^_^ Happy Valentine’s Day!


Shouldn’t it be Badtz who’s supposed to be giving her a gift?o_O

Keys to My Heart


Cheeeesy title, but I can defend myself! I didn’t choose it! It’s the title of the quiz that I just took.:P Since it’s Valentine’s week, I’ll be posting the really cheesy quizzes I could find, and hopefully, I’ll be able to write the Lite I’ve been promising for the longest time.o_o


The Keys to Your Heart
You are attracted to good manners and elegance.

In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.

You’d like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful… that you’ll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future… one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You’ll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you don’t need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.

The Tale of the Exploding Ketchup


Piece of trivia: did you know that if ketchup spoils, it lets off gases that make it explode? Not making the bottle “Kablooey!”, mind, but it will let off the gases very loudly, almost like the sound of a tire exploding, once you take off the cap. How do I know this, you ask? Because it happened to me just last week.o_o

So there I was on the table, ready for breakfast. I just woke up, so I was still pretty sleepy. I had some scrambled eggs as part of my breakfast. Seeing that the bottle of ketchup wasn’t on the table, I got up to get it. I sat back down, twisted the cap, and then KABOOM! My mom, who was in the bathroom at that time taking a shower, rushed out, asking almost hysterically what the explosion was - and why I screamed. I was shocked, but then began to mutter something like, “Bottle, ketchup, explode, bottle, ketchup, explode, bo…” Well, the bottle itself was intact, but smoke was streaming out of it, and the cap was on the floor, where it landed after it flew off. As for me? Aside from uttering one word at a time, one side of my face stang a bit. Hey, it might have just been air pressure that hit me, but it was a very strong blast all the same. I don’t know how the ketchup became spoiled, maybe it’s because of the place it was stored in, but still… I don’t think I’ll ever look at a bottle of ketchup the same way again. Ever.


Ick. Just realized: did the ketchup, er, fart on me? o_O


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