I also saw this merchandise at E-bay for Php37,000-38,000.
I think the one sold at E-bay is authentic and the (US) seller
probably considered the rarity of the merchandise and the
shipping fee s/he had to pay to order the action figure
(or the plane ticket he paid in order to get to Japan).
#3: DVDs - ALL NODAME (Anime, OVAs, Finale,
Live action, Paris Special, Movies (Part 1 and 2)
I know this can be downloaded but I want to have the "real thing".
Unfortunately, these DVDs are not available here in the Philippines.
Nodame fans living in Malaysia and Singapore are super
lucky that these DVDs are released in their countries.
There are many other Nodame Merchandises that are for sale at http://eshop.fujitv.co.jp/fulldesign/B008059/B008059-1.html. There are toys, blanket, jackets, shirts, cellphone accessories, mangas, etc. If I had the money to waste (and the ability to read Japanese), I would have already ordered most (if not all) of them. :)
She's not MY baby (but she's OUR baby. Argh. Nevermind. I'll explain later in this post.) . I'm not her mother, I'm just her yaya (babysitter). And my imaginary audience says, "I thought you're an auditor? How could an auditor be a yaya at the same time?". You tell me. I can't even remember when was the first time she called me Yaya.
She's two years younger than I am and also works as an auditor in the same firm as I do. She got (herself, like, yeah, she volunteered, what a bummer) reassigned to the firm's Head Office in Makati.
Now back to why she's our "baby". She's our baby here in the Davao Branch because...sheesh. I don't even know why. She sometimes acts or talks like a baby. I even remember that time when Senior ICs Meg and Arlene oriented us regarding our training in Makati and Meg called her "Ms. Cutie Pie". Well, that's one of her frustrations (I think and I assume) since most people who doesn't know her (e.g. clients) mistaken her as a highschool (???) student. Even the partner of our firm who once visited our branch told her that she looked like she was only 16 years old!!!
But, I swear, SHE IS NO BABY! I mean, I don't even have the guts to work in Makati (I just hate the lifestyle there and all, too fast-paced for me, a turtle) , and she does! She's got a car AND I DON'T (-->Err, Heds, I don't think that relates to whatever you're talking about). And she likes those psychological thrillers and series that has something to do with killing (Dexter, Criminal Minds, etc.) . Okay, she can be normal, too, sometimes...like, she drinks tequila every once in a while (YES, that BABY drinks tequila--which is definitely not synonymous to milk--well actually she drinks fresh milk too, she even mixes it with her Koko Krunch cereals every morning), and she watches One Tree Hill, too. She sleeps. She's a great auditor (yeah, she just accepts everything even though it meant sleeping past her bedtime [9:00 pm]). She's a great reporter, too (field reporter? nah. Okay, that thought was totally random). She even got nominated during our training as a best speaker (or something).
Okay, I think that's enough to make Rhea realize that I really do know TOO MUCH. But I still can't figure out that information that is SO valuable, I could blackmail her. HahaBesides, I don't think I'm authorized to write her biography (not that I'd write one if she'd allow me), but here's a couple of pics I'd want to share with the world (they're totally unglamorous though):
The Crime
This is me being killed by Rhea.
Another to say it: This is Rhea killing me.
The Murderer This is me dead.
Another way to say it: This is Rhea with me dead.
Enough with Rhea being a serial killer. Lolz.
Since I was feeling all creative last June 17, 2010 (afternoon), I saved some of her pictures on facebook in a folder "project yaya" and thought about making a caricature of her. I titled my artwork (still too humble to call any of my works as a masterpiece, haha) "Our baby is going to Makati!".
Then on June 22, 2010, I finally placed it inside a frame (really cheap hekhek, but really cute, a little bit baby-ish just like her) and wrote, "'Di mo yan kamukha kasi naka-make-up ka sa pic. Hehe. Oo na, di mo na nga kamukha, but it's the effort that counts 'di ba? (That doesn't look like you 'cause you were wearing a make up on the picture. Yeah, yeah, I know, it [the sketch] doesn't look like you. But it's the effort that counts, right?)". And then I added my signature spelling of "ingats (slang for take care)" which is "Yngatz" (and hell, no, I'm no JEJEMON!!!).
Last June 26, 2010, Rhea treated us for pizzas (no, it's not "a pizza" because there were four pizzas, not just one, and there was also this alien food, I mean, another Italian food, called Ravioli) at Picobello. From Picobello, we went to SM (with her friends, very sunggonic -- which means "having the ability/characteristic to make other's noses, and maybe even ears, bleed" in my vocabulary -- just like Rhea) and then to Gaisano Mall. Before Karz (a friend and a fellow auditor) and I left Rhea and her friends, I gave her my farewell--I mean--God bless--oh wait, does she even believe in God?--Good Luck gift. Lolz.
That blocky yellow thing (looked like a block bookmark or something) on the left was given by Nifer (one of her sunggonic friends). Duh. The one on the right (is that a caricature? I think it is.) was the sketch I gave her. Duh, Heddle.
This was the picture I used as a reference in sketching her. It was one of her "controversial" pictures since she had to be all lady-like! Lolz.
I hate farewells, so, I might as well say, God bless Rhea. (and don't tell me all your I-will-get-burned crap 'cause you once commented "Dear God" in one of my posts on Facebook).
When I created this blog, that was also the time when I should have posted this.
It is about a dream I had (the first post I made was dated last Thursday) the night before I made this blog.
Please do consider that it is a dream. Lots of random people and random events were present. So, enjoy the ride in this series of events.
The earliest part of the dream I remembered was that I was in a public comfort room. Probably, the one that was nearest to a swimming pool ('cause I would see a swimming pool in the middle part of my dream). Jennie (popularly know as Xiao Prieto), who was my classmate in elementary, schoolmate in high school and a fellow anime fan, was there. Not sure though, but I think I was having some problem with the door or locks of the cubicles there.
The next scene was I was already in a white swimwear. Well, I was still conservative even in my dream so it was definitely no bikini and was just a decent two-piece. So, I guess, we can assume that I changed to my swimwear while I was in the comfort room. There was this swimming pool with some of my colleagues from Fabian (my first employer) and from my current employer (Punongbayan & Araullo, an audit firm). The Fabianites and Fabianettes who were present in the pool were Zeta (still works there), Tetet (no longer works there), McDo (still works there) and Fahad (no longer works there). The only P&Aer I could remember there was Karz. I'm not sure though if there were other people in the pool aside from those I have mentioned above.
Then, while I was still in the pool, I remembered putting on a pair of denim shorts. Then, I climbed out of the pool and then, Karz went like, "O, nag-shorts lagi ka? (Why are you in shorts?)". I can't remember responding to her question. I also can't remember what I was thinking why I wore those denim shorts.
The next scene in my dream that I remembered was in a restaurant. It wasn't much a posh restaurant but decent enough, much like Lachi's (a small restaurant in Marfori Heights here in my city), only the place was bigger. I can't really remember anymore what else happened there except that I saw some silvery nuptials on a table. I could remember "November 2009" on it and Marilyn's name. Marilyn is the girlfriend of a guy I used to have a huge crush on when I was still in college. That guy is Leigh. Marilyn and I are much, like, not yet friends but pretty good acquaintances, like, we say-hi-hello-to-each-other-in-the-elevator acquaintances. Well, I'll make another post explaining how we came to be good acquaintances.
Back to the dream. Leigh was there, too, in the restaurant. I can't remember seeing Marilyn there ('cause if she were there, I would've said hi to her, 'cause we're good acquaintances, remember?). Then there was this guy, I don't know how it happened, but I was sitting and this guy was standing and I just sat there behind that guy's back to hide from Leigh, like, I didn't want Leigh to see me.
I, kind of, shared to Rhea (a fellow P&Aer) the part in my dream where there were nuptials, Leigh and a guy. Then, she said that my dream meant that I still had feelings for that “Leigh person”. And the guy, you know, the one I used as a “shield” so Leigh couldn’t see me, Rhea said I was only using him as a “panakip-butas” (I really don’t know what panakip-butas is in English, maybe a bit like a rebound guy, or somebody you use as a temporary replacement to an ex-partner, but Leigh never became my partner, so, maybe it’s inapplicable).
Okay, here’s the thing. Leigh was my crush. He WAS my ultimate crush. But that’s all that’s there. Nothing more. I never had the opportunity to find out if he could be someone I would love (like someone I wanted to take care of, someone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, someone whom I would've wanted to be a witness to my journey towards death, etc.). There were times in the past that our paths crossed again after about two years since he graduated from college. But during those times, he was already with someone. In the way he spoke to me, and even in our message exchanges on the net (friendster) before, I saw no sense of him having any admiration towards me either. Him being a part of my past YOUNG college life of crushes was something I could never erase.
A crush is never equal to love. Love may start from it though. Hehe
Rantings of an Auditor It was supposed to be a blog that would, well, as the name of the blog says, contain my rantings as an auditor. I only managed to make 3 posts. The last one was posted on March 22, 2010. I have no intention of continuing that blog anymore. So, I'm planning to delete that very soon. Heather Portman Haven Anything goes for this blog. It had my opinions, stuff that caught my eye, etc. It has a little bit of Charice, David Archuleta, 2NE1, Vanessa Hudgens, etc. Yeah, totally directionless blog. So, I guess that'll be deleted too.
Camp Rock Addict When I heard that there would be a sequel to Camp Rock and when I found some updates on youtube, I decided to make this blog, since I was a, duh, Camp Rock fan. I've seen the movie (and even bought an original DVD) a hundred times and still loved it. The blog was supposed to show updates on the preparation of the sequel, like the set, music, trailers, behind the scenes, etc. But after I posted the first teaser, I kind of got tired (-->Okay, that just means I'm not devoted enough to make that blog active until its release). I even had gathered a few updates regarding the movie (such as, it will be released on September 3, 2010) but I decided not to post anymore. I guess, at the back of my head, I was thinking, "What the heck! No fan probably stumbled on my blog. What's the point?" So, although I have no intentions of deleting that blog just yet, I don't intend to update it either.
A New Era Haha. That sounded great. Okay, this will be a new blog. More like a journal, I think. I really don't want to go something like, "Dear Diary....." Just the sound of it makes me want to squirm a little. Haha. There's a big possibility that this would be another "Anything goes" blog like Heather Portman Haven. I still haven't found that something that would really make me devoted so that I could make a blog that would really make me want to post something from time to time. I thought Camp Rock Addict was the one. But it wasn't.
I don't think it's the thing anymore, like in Anipike before, where there were lots of shrines for your favorite anime, favorite anime character, etc. Many of those pages are no longer active.
That blocky yellow thing (looked like a block bookmark or something) on the left was given by Nifer (one of her sunggonic friends). Duh. The one on the right (is that a caricature? I think it is.) was the sketch I gave her. Duh, Heddle.