Why would you let me stay here?

Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green My rating: 4 of 5 stars Thought it was a cliche story about two people meeting each other with the same name. It's sort of a breather to read books like this, that does not lead to any love story, but represents more of actual friendship and appreciation- just like Looking for Alaska (my favorite!) Too much gay people are in this book... but who cares right? View all my reviews

Should have, would have, could have: the past that could not go back to Hypothetically speaking and deep language arises to shallow, as I state that this blog post should have been posted last 31 August 2012, but since my (un)consistent self of free time did not allow me to think of posting one blog post, here it is: I had to wake up around 5:30 on a Friday morning because of one thing: it's my Visa Interview day! My schedule was at 9:00AM, so my Dad and I decided to leave the house at 7. Just about the half of the expressway, we were already stuck in parking lot traffic. My Dad was so stressed and kept telling me that we should have had left a little more early. When the stress happened, my already nervous self, became more stressed and nervous as ever. My Dad decided to switch paths and had gone through Pasay instead of passing through Manila, which is a genius idea (I must say). We reached the Embassy around 8:30AM, just in time to breathe before the schedule.

I keep on contemplating if I should apply for a job before actually leaving for my internship. I mean, my internship has not been totally approved, but I keep on giving myself the pat on the back saying, "let's stay positive". I know I did not really want it hugely at the first place, but now that it totally sank into me - my direction for goal goes out to my west. What I'm actually waiting for right now is the last ever process to approve if I am really going to land on this job. Okay, I'm not keeping anymore secrets. I actually was accepted to intern at Hyatt Regency Jacksonville, Florida; and I'm only waiting for my papers for my visa documents and interview. I really do pray that I could land it on my first try. I don't know the processing for it, but I know I would be able to study it as soon as I have the necessary documents. Meanwhile, as I was saying.  The contemplation has been about pursuing a job in a bookstore that we all book lover

"I would have loved to be part of the indie community. But I wasn't. I was looking for a community, I don't even know any people who are musicians. I never met that indie popular indie, whoever the fuck that is. Who IS indie? First of all, I can't really get my head around what indie music is. Because if you've heard of it, it's sort of pop music, right? Because it's, like, popular? Or is it just that it's not on the radio? It's not like I was in an indie community and then I blew up. It's like, I was living on the street and I'm not – like, for real, you know what I'm saying?" -Lana Del Rey One thing that brings me closer to marrying Lana (in my dreams), would be her sense of style and that involves her hair, her make-up, her clothes and her body. But the very main reason why I love her is her drunken feel like voice that soothes my soul. The perfect mix of mysterious agenda and coming out of the flesh.

I seriously thought that I did not make it, but I guess my calculations were wrong. HAHA Achieved!  Thank you Lord, so much blessings, so little time. :D

While this surreal feeling is abundant in my chest, let me write this down because this feeling would never happen again because... ... I passed my first ever job interview in my whole life! and it's just not even a compromised job that I would take if ever I lose all my hopes up. lol I honestly didn't felt that nervous before the interview because I only had little intentions of going through this job (I, honestly, just tried it out of sheer blue), but I guess, God gave me what's best for me (hopefully). And I will be forever grateful if this pushes through. But then, I don't want to jinx it because I still have another (terror-ed) interview to pass! Thank you Lord for giving me this blessing! :D

Since it's the last day of summer for my dear brother, I invited him to swim with me in Ohana. The last time when I was here, was when my friend Mario had his birthday celebration, and that time totally blowed up my mind to swim again.  We swam for two hours and it actually felt so long already. I don't know what happened to the, "swim until sun down attitude that I used to had" lol. Anyway, it was still fun, since my brother taught me some strokes that I had long forgotten. I shall master the back stroke soon!  Back float + blue skies = ultimate stress reliever

Can I just say that my Mom makes the greatest things! She made this yakult + gelatin experiment, which tastes so good especially if you're a yakult fanatic like me. And with that Mom, who would not look up to her greatness, humility and strength; imagine handling a business, a husband, 3 insane kids, and employees; who's, not to mention, dependent on her. MY GULAY life as a Mom is so tiring, but she still pursues to be one - never retiring. I could never imagine life without her. I love you! :D

Ding ding ding! Since most of my first DIY projects were all failures (in my eye), here's one that seemed to go out well. Sorry if the other pictures seemed to be different from the others, the others were shot at night, and I don't even have the necessary photography skills to make it lit worthy. I saw a lot of old clothes my Dad used to wear. I got curious about the pile of clothes so I called my Mom to help me clean it up, imagine my enthusiasm once I saw this shirt! I actually got interested because of the skinny stripes of this one.  So I had the initial intentions to make this as a dress since it was long enough to hide my unwanted peek-a-boos. I cut through the sleeves, as other tutorials from YouTube have taught me.  Since the arm hole was way bigger than what I expected it to be, I decided to join the sides together.  Used the cloths from the sleeves that I had cut from.  TA-DAH! You saw what I did there, ya? And now here's the fi

My my my. ;_; Yesterday, as I was cleaning up some files in my laptop, I deleted the iTunes folder, which I usually delete way back before. But later did I remember that the cover arts are all stored there, cover arts that I usually store in every song manually ;_; now they're all down the drain. If you've been mind shouting on me that there's a recycle bin for those kinds of things. Well, I, in no state of mind, wonder how on earth my recycle bin cleaned by itself. D:   Since I downloaded new music, yay (at least, that cheered me up)! I thought of making different mood playlists instead of crying over troubled mishap. Since I have been making crazy senseless/ sensible song titles, I thought of practicing those with my playlist making. I have been planning to make a lot more; probably one playlist every special happening in my life. That would be totally cool, ya? But I still can't believe I have a music note as my view, to every music I listen to, plays.

what's in my bag (taken with instagram) left to right:  Umbrella (Grosser Schatten)- You could call me umbrella girl scout, because I always have this handy with me; rain or shine, I have this under my skin. Always keep in mind that quality is better than quantity. If I were you, buy the most expensive umbrella (at least 500), for the quality will stick with you until the end. I have this umbrella for 2 years already. Northanger Abbey (Jane Austen)- I remember my enthusiasm once I bought this book because the price of the book was less than 100. Oh the perks of a classic! But the downside to it, was the sardines font and the old English text that made my mind relaps after reading for some quite time. I don't remember the time when I started reading the book, but I had to say that it's taking me a long while because of all the old English texts. Nonetheless, I love reading hard to decipher books rather than teeny weeny easy ones. Alcohol (Hygenix)- You'l

My good friend Clarisse sent this photo to me last year, when we were busy obsessing about our analogue beginnings. Later did I realize that this photo was from that url indicated in the picture. Hihi Thank you miguelgantioqui.tumblr.com  for this comprehensive photo cheat. Every aspiring photographer would surely benefit from this, especially lomographers, who can't see the finish product at the moment they clicked the shutter button. But then, that's the thrill of being a lomographer. :)

make it & fake it: Dying Passion T-shirt : Ever since my sister brought home a bottle of purple Rit NOTHING has been safe from my dying obsession. I told you  here   that I was going to share my ombre dip dye ikea foot stools, but I will start by showing you my "tester" which is one of my dying favorites (actually, who am I kidding, I love them all).   I am not a sucker for instructions, I tend to not follow them, sometimes for the better... others... not so much.   Well for this little tester I def didn't, and it turned out fine, but you should prob follow the instructions on your colors to be sure you will get a good result.   I started by adding some salt (I just tossed some in the bucket) with abt 3 liters of really hot water (my T is cotton so it can take warm water. Then I added a bit of Rit, about 1/5th of the bottle.   I dipped the T 2/3rd's up. I just dipped it and didn't leave it in. Then I added some more Rit and dipped the T but not as f

So my Mom and Bro are back in Manila from Palawan, and you know what that means.... freedom! Hihi I actually thought that it's going to be a loooooong weekend full of work load, but I guess I got used to it that it all seemed to be alright in the end. I saw what you did there. lol For the last two days, I've been manning out my mom's store, and that means waking up early, punching numerous digits into the cash register, getting immune to strangers looking at me and avoiding the gaze of .... (awkward). It all involved some tedious work especially if I'm in charge of all the money matters - somehow getting the right arithmetic was my job. Here's a bunch of accessories, my Mom and Brother bought for me. It's so awesome that my Mom knows what I want, and my cute brother, who picked the one from the left, is amazing for picking a beautiful piece. Isn't it pretty? A very cute turtle that my brother bought for himself! It's so freakin' cute!

Hi Junetizens! (the fact that it's already June and we're here in the web. lol) I'm trying my best to bring back my blogging mojo for everyone's sake, but since I don't really recognize the people who read my blog (if there's any), I'm solely dedicating every blog post to myself. lol How lonesome, aye? Anyway, I don't really care if someone actually reads my blog posts. I blog to express, not to impress. Get it? So anyway, I accompanied my Mom to the mall today for some last minute pampering and payments before her and my brother's trip to Palawan tomorrow. It's actually unfair that they're the only ones leaving for some R&R, and leaving my father and I to handle our business here in Manila; but my Mom sort-of promised to give me my own R&R when they get back, only in the form of freedom . lol Since my Mom had her nails done, I decided to have a trim for my dry edged hair. I got discount coupons and a card too, since I k

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Tryin' what a light post could do to a 200 iso film at night; + burn. A blurry + grainy shot of a statue elephant. Close up: fast moving car turning into light streaks. Light streaks from the sun + a shadow of my friend somewhere along the leaves. Obvious failed attempt to hold on to a cloud. The mixture of colored pens + plastic cover = DIY colored lens; + burns. Obvious intersection of people-over-people. I swear to you that the fading pink flower was my main subject. NOT Once again, the leaves were my subject. *sarcasm* Life isn't this dark and orange-y. Light streaks from the stairs. You know how certain subscriptions on the web gave you monthly mail about their website? Well, the Lomography website gave a web magazine sometime last month and (don't screw what I'm about to say) I had just recently opened the links connected to the mail. Talk about late! But I guess reading from it, makes me miss

If you were my follower in twitter for the last year, you probably noticed that I tweeted about some fool being oh-so-conceited, that in argument, that person does not even consider my own opinions for that matter. I must probably be the kindest person to hear all that persons blabbers about such issue. Even if I confronted that person with things that are actually happening related to the persons self, the person ignores it just because... But to clarify, that person's already forgiven. lol (NO ASSUMING THAT HAPPENED HERE) Then the past months (I don't know which is which), I read from some source I forgot about his/her opinion on blogging. And in relation to my previous paragraph, talked about how conceited personal bloggers are, because honestly, bloggers build a page for themselves, for others to read and see. As a blogger myself, I do admit that I share a lot of my blabbers and daily ramblings in this little page I have. What do you expect me to do? This is my page, a

You might be wondering what I have been doing these past few days. Aside from the fact that I work part-time in our family business, I do my full time work in these fashion establishments. ・Fashion Story ・Style Me Girl ・Fashion Icon Heheh! I know it sounds absurd, but it's the only thing I got since I don't have money to make my real boutique. There has been countless of times that I thought of conceptualizing my own line (for real), and I know it won't be that easy. That's why I'm sticking to this apps, that would hopefully help me build up my enthusiam with clothes. Also, I haven't actually told you my plans on sewing because I have not finished the skirt that I have been making. I promise to continue it today! And for that, there goes my plans.

Don't you think everything we ever hate in our life, gets a little pounce or an idea in our heads to try it out or discover the sides into that something we hate? It gets a little "Oh, that won't happen." or "Bet on me, I won't trade that for anything". It could seriously stray on that side forever ... Oh you, I don't believe in that theory, or in any other case, "idea" of staying in that closed idea of that monstrous side with lacking depth. Believe me when I say that people would always change sides; we might have a side for the moment, but for arguable and compassionate terms, we all could agree to take what's happening on the other side. Take lipstick, for example. I fckin hate lipstick for all it's worth during my childhood era (oh, how times have past!). For every prom or Santacruzan that I have to endure with that freakin' distasteful taste of bloody lipstick that does not even smell good too (plus the color makes me