[BGmusic: my brother on the guitar, singing The Beatles' In My Life]
This is a pretty straightforward post. For context, see 2011: The Wishlist
Dec
31
2011
Oct
12
2011
The Deep Blue Something
[BGmusic: A Little Doubt Goes A Long Way by Reel Big Fish]
Quote for the day:
“I find you stunning but you are running me down.”
- Ingrid Michaelson, Sort Of
On my last beach trip, my girlfriends and I dared each other to see who could walk the furthest into the water, up to the point where the aquamarine suddenly turned deep blue, where shallow water sharply dipped into deadly depths [insert ominous music: tun-tun-tuuuuuun]. The rules of our little game were simple: hold each other’s hands and walk, don’t swim.
Oct
08
2011
Sep
01
2011
August posts, WRU?
[BGmusic: In Repair by John Mayer]
Quote for the day:
Miss Stubbs: “You seem to be old and wise.”
Jenny: “I feel old. But not very wise.”- An Education
So another month just came and went and I have nothing on my blog to show for it. Yet again. =|
What could have happened in just one month anyway, right blog? Thirty-one days isn’t a lot when you think about it so you couldn’t have missed out on a lot, right?
Wrong! Haha! A lot has happened!
For example, just last weekend I taught myself how to knit.
Clockwise, from top-left: learning via ebook; step 6 – you can’t see it here but my manual was congratulating me for making my first stitch – yay?; a tangle – the point when I had no idea what I was doing and had to consult youtube; my many failed attempts; a little progress and my ripped jeans; my most loyal companion helping out by lying down on my ball of yarn. (more…)
Dec
01
2010
The -Bers
[BGmusic: Good Day by Luce]
Quote for the day:
“I’d be lying if I ran away, and so I’ll stay.”
- Greg Laswell, I’d Be Lying
I know, I know. Where have I been?
Honestly, I don’t know where to start, so I’ll just back to the -ber months, primarily because as months go, they’ve been pretty interesting.
And emotional.
Let me illustrate with my stupendous paint skillz:
[I forgot to label the axes but obviously x is time in months, and y is happy points.]
Point A: When I started losing things, literally and figuratively. I’d elaborate but… no.
Sep
17
2009
Turning Japanese
To my dear sister the genius design-programming-hybrid-thing, if you are reading this, I tried fixing my blog and made it worse. Ahem. I love you.
TENKYU. <3
[BGmusic: La Vie En Rose by Louis Armstrong]
Quote for the day:
“LALABAS NA TAYO SA EARTH!!!!!”
- little boy,
after takeoff on a plane from Manila to Davao
Many of you will be pleased to know that after months of searching, I finally have a job. Yes, friends, my six-month stint in limbo is coming to an end. I won’t tell you what company I’ll be working for and what I’ll be doing, because, you know, Google can be very dangerous in the wrong right wrong hands.
I’d like to tell you guys that I have spent these months finding myself, spending hours in deep meditation, coming up with ways to end world hunger, discovering alternative fuel sources, etc. But if this isn’t your first time here in my blog, you probably know that it is highly unlikely that I, the foremost expert in the art of Rest and Relaxation [take note: capital R's], have done anything worthwhile.
Jul
11
2009
Lost and Found
[BGmusic: We Used to Vacation by Cold War Kids]
Dear reader, do you know this movie?
Plot summary (from imdb.com):
When a young boy and his family don’t come one year to their holiday home, their household appliances… think their master might be in trouble. They decided that rather than stay where they are, they’ll try to find them. So beings a dangerous and amusing adventure through the countryside and into the big city. Written by Cynan Rees {cynanrees@hotmail.com}
If you do, good. You know what I’m going to be talking about. If you don’t, now you know.
Anyway, I blame this movie especially for my unhealthy empathy towards inanimate objects.
For example, I crack a mug. Most people would feel pretty bad for being so clumsy, but sometimes – not as frequent as it used to be, mind you – I actually feel sorry for the mug. I mourn over its loss of purpose in the world, and the part I played in its death… Then I quickly get over it, because one should only allow a modest number of moments of insanity in one’s life.
[This is why I don't name my belongings. A lot of people name their gadgets/musical instruments/etc., and I do none of that, it only makes me worse. I tried giving my violin a name  once upon a time but it didn't work out. So basically we're all no-name slobs now.]
May
23
2009
Apr
30
2009
State of the Heart Address
[BGmusic: Stormy Weather by Louis Armstrong]
Quote for the day:
“I’ve made a horrible mistake.”
- Gob, Arrested Development
Last week, I made the unpleasant discovery that the person I had deemed worthy of my bad poetry and daydreaming was, in fact… not.
See people, I have a disease.
I have pedestalectasis. When I find someone… interesting, I have the tendency to fling them up on a pedestal and idolize idealize all their good qualities while pretending that the bad qualities aren’t really all that bad… these flaws only make them three-dimensional. Then I find someone from film or literature to associate them to, so everything I don’t know or understand about this person is filled in and explained by their fictional counterpart’s traits and background stories. So you can imagine what a mess I end up with when everything falls into shambles.
Eventually, [sometimes thankfully] I get a wakeup call.
Usually, it comes in the form of another girl on his arm [nuuuuuu!]. But in this case, it was… an unresolvable, intolerable clash of opinions. Taste is relative. I get that. Good and bad taste is not, but it’s tolerable. Then there’s right and wrong taste, which is on a whole different level altogether.
Illustration:
Bad taste is tolerable: “So… you like Gokey… *insert abrupt topic change here*”
Wrong taste is wrong: “You’re a Nazi? Have a nice life.”
Apr
18
2009
Rowing
[BGmusic: Roxanne by The Police]
Quote for the day:
Earl: *straight face* “Umiinom na nga ako ng rootbeer.”
Everyone: *hands in the air* “WOAAAAAAAH!”- Erik’s younger brother (age 6?)
telling us of his experience with alcohol
Yesterday I emptied out the bag I most recently used for school.
I fished out things I hadn’t seen since my last day [March 31]:
- my planner
- a highlighter [pink Faber Castell - I've been using the same highlighter since sophomore year]
- photocopies of four chapters for Econ161 [Industrial Organization]
- two notebooks
- a used [marked, and recorded] blue book
- a gluestick [never used]
- two mints
- my 7 peso backup ballpen
Gutting my school bag was like finally acknowledging the end of an era.
Ladies and gentlemen, I am officially educated, and come graduation day on the 26th, officially unemployed.
And I’m not going to beat around the bush, it’s scary as hell.