November 23, 2009
posted by Nk. at 12:25 PM
So. The holidays are drawing near. And though I know nobody would really bother to get me any of these stuff-- here's the obligatory wish list for Christmas (I mean, I could try, right?):1. A print of this gorgeous Audrey Kawasaki painting to hang in my room.
Her paintings make me wish I never "outgrew" my love for painting and sketching. I am so in love with her work! And if you grant me this wish you are going to have my love forever. FOREVER!!
2. An iPod Classic. 160GB for the soundtrack of my life? YES PLEASE.
3. The tattoo of my dreams. Not revealing the design here, but hopefully I get this done next weekend yay!
4. These booties to walk all over you.
In black, preferably. Of course I'm also dreaming of these beauties but I'm not looking forward to limping home each end of the day. Heh.
5. A coffee maker plz.
6. Round trip tickets to Japan for next year! The idea of getting lost in Tokyo or Kyoto excites me like making babies with Johnny Depp. Please sana matuloy na (I'm looking at you Mira and Ria!)
7. These lovely things for my bedroom.
8. Moar lace in my undies. Yes.
9. A vintage portable turntable (That distinct crackling sound before the record begins to play? Love) or a vintage typewriter. Yes, the one that makes a lot of noise. Nothing like typing noisily at night and keeping your neighbors awake to make one's being a (struggling) writer legit.
The black and white one would look absolutely perfect in my room. <3
10. A complete set of all of Fiona Apple's albums. Because that woman is a god.
11. A polaroid camera!
12. And finally, a cat who will curl up to me, ignore me, make disapproving looks at me, and most of all relay cosmic wisdom through his feline ways to me when I'm home.
So there. My Christmas wish list. But you guys know I'll be happy with a book, a donut, or a bottle of beer. And oh yeah, a compass. I'm doing feng shui with my room. Stop laughing.
On a more socially relevant note, I also wish for Erap to go back to making movies. And stay there.
Labels: about a girl, Audrey Kawasaki, cats, Christmas, fiona apple, happy time, vintage love, wish list, your weekend wanderer
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October 22, 2009
posted by Nk. at 6:45 PM
In Chinese horoscope, in particular.
That explains a lot.
Yup, meet my prince charming.Kaya naman pala hindi makarating-rating kasi galing pa sa ibang planeta, shet.
Labels: about a girl, aquarius, E.T., earth sheep, happy time, hoLOLscope, horoscope, sheep
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October 3, 2009
posted by Nk. at 6:16 PM
So this morning there was a frog in the bathroom.I was about to take a bath when something brown fell to the floor with a suspicious splat. Being still a bit half asleep and blind without my glasses I curiously moved closer to check the thing. Then it fucking leaped to the wall and scaled it. Fucking scaled the damn wall.
It was a good thing that I hadn't stripped down to take a bath yet, or I would've run naked and screaming out of the place, scaring the neighbors at 6 o' clock in the morning.
Whoever thought about a frog prince turning into a prince LIED. What woman in her right mind would kiss a brown, wet, wall-climbing frog? Even a drunk or a loony would think twice, ESPECIALLY IF THE FROG STARTED TALKING. O hai I'm a frog but I'm your prince kiss me? I'd be definitely suspicious. Of the frog. And my sanity.
Why didn't they just make it the Dog Prince? Or the Cat Prince. Or the Elephant Prince. You know, at least something mammal?
Labels: about a girl, epic fails, fairy tale, frog prince, things I don't get
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September 23, 2009
posted by Nk. at 6:24 PM
Hi boys wanna have some fun?(Winona Ryder and Angelina Jolie via cerebral museum)
but I would totally go gay for Winona Ryder in this photo. In fact, I'm gay for her at this very moment.
So excuse me while I post a couple of quotes from their 1999 movie, Girl, Interrupted:
Susanna (narrating): ...Maybe, there's a moment growing up when something peels back... Maybe, maybe, we look for secrets because we can't believe our minds...
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Lisa: Take one fuckin' step and I'll jam this in my aorta. [aiming a pen at her neck]
Valerie: Lisa, your aorta is in your chest.
Lisa: Good to know.
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Susanna: [reading from a book] "Borderline Personality Disorder. An instability of self-image, relationships and mood... uncertain about goals, impulsive in activities that are self-damaging, such as casual sex."
Lisa: I like that.
Susanna: "Social contrariness and a generally pessimistic attitude are often observed."
[pauses]
Susanna: Well that's me.
Lisa: That's everybody.
(Note: Lisa was Angelina, Susanna was Winona)
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Fucking amazing, IMO. Haha.
And if you haven't watched this movie yet, go watch it! Buy it somewhere and watch it! You have to!
Ok. Enough about fandom.
What have I learned lately?
I learned that while most of the time I refrain from making wishes or imploring to the universe to give me something that I want because it may just result to fail-- the universe knows, and gives me exactly what I'm most afraid to ask at the very moment when my insides are saying, ask, ask, the universe is listening.
What was it that author Paulo Coelho said? That when you really want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it?
I learned that I am still very bad in math.
I learned that cookies and cream ice cream tastes a lot better when a friend surprises you with it in your station! (Thank you!)
I learned that when in doubt, mumble. Or speak in Tagalog.
I learned that if you don't want to forget a secret that must remain a secret, tumble it, and get on with life.
I learned that even though temporary fixes may be temporary, they do keep things from breaking to pieces, from completely falling apart. Sometimes, it's the temporary fixes that keep things together. Things, like maybe you, and me. Which isn't so bad right?
I learned that if you put me on prolonged solitary confinement without access to the internet or books or my phone I would totally go bonkers.
Which is exactly why I have my new neighbors to thank rite? Thank you new neighbors, for sharing your intarnuts. You don't know it (oh no you don't) but you guys make sanity possible on Sundays and Mondays.
What I still don't get:
Tumbularity
Purple skinnies
Formulas
That stupid song that goes mga tambay lang kami sawa sa babae
All Rihanna songs translated to Tagalog
All hit songs translated to Tagalog for the love of god stop it already.
Labels: about a girl, Angelina Jolie, fangirl posts, flashes of light, Girl Interrupted, lucid intervals, Paulo Coelho, things I don't get, tumbularity, Winona Ryder
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September 12, 2009
posted by Nk. at 4:08 PM
And I...am moving back to Pasig tomorrow!And my room has big enough windows, where the sun can tease the sleep out of my eyes each morning. Yes, I have a thing for windows. I think I like them better than doors, haha.
My new home will be almost just a stone's throw (or two) from where I work, and I won't have to endure the horrendous traffic that I have, thanks to my imaginary anger management sessions-- managed to endure in the past two months.
But Antipolo has been great, like a refuge. I will especially miss the view away from the city, and that special sound of the rain falling on trees. But I figure that I can't live so far from the big bad city, ugly as it is sometimes. I guess I am a city girl afterall. I can not be far away from chaos. Or 7/11s.
So yeah. Hello again, Pasig. :)
Labels: about a girl, Antipolo, city girl, happy time, Pasig, urban living, windows, your weekend wanderer
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August 17, 2009
posted by Nk. at 12:07 AM
I don't mind the world todaythe fear in me is strong
and I love you
No one had to fend,
to fold, to see
with me
tonight
I went to church today. It seemed like today was a good day to pray, or have some semblance of communication with The Unseen Hand that supposedly has a say in everything that happens in this universe. I've become a bit wary of conversing with this higher power for a time now. Maybe I've lost my religion, or maybe my religion has lost me. More often than not I've found myself not knowing what to ask for-- not that I've run out of things to ask for, because there's a lot-- but I don't know. Maybe I still don't know what I want. Or maybe I'm just afraid to ask? Because I might not get it. Or I may just get it, and then not know what to do. Like now.
Ends when you change your life
Give you my soul, as long as you find your way
Starts when you fall and ends when you change your life
Give you my soul, as long as you find your way to shine
to shine
I sure hope the higher power is listening. Maybe He (or She) will consider using His (or Her) upper hand this time? And point me To Somewhere More Than This?
This song. It owns my heart.
Because right now, I'm waiting for you to shine.
Labels: about a girl, fangirl posts, Starts When You Fall, The Killer and the Star, tunnel visions
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July 2, 2009
posted by Nk. at 11:41 AM
(* this is a note I posted in my FB last night, just reposting it here with a few edits because I'm lazy like that. Heh.)A few days ago I finished reading Haruki Murakami's After Dark. Here's an excerpt:
"You know what I think?" she says. "That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn't matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They're all just fuel. Advertising fillers in the newspaper, philosophy books, dirty pictures in a magazine, a bundle of ten-thousand-yen bills: when you feed 'em to the fire, they're all just paper. The fire isn't thinking, 'Oh, this is Kant,' or 'Oh, this is the Yomiuri evening edition,' or "Nice tits," while it burns. To the fire, they're nothing but scraps of paper. It's the exact same thing. Important memories, not-so-important memories, totally useless memories: there's no distinction--they're all just fuel."
"You know, I think if I didn't have that fuel, if I didn't have these memory drawers inside me, I would've snapped a long time ago. I would've curled up in a ditch somewhere and died. It's because I can pull the memories out of the drawers when I have to--the important ones and the useless ones--that I can go on living this nightmare of a life. I might think I can't take it anymore, that I can't go on anymore, but one way or another I get past that."
Yeah. I liked this part so much I typed and posted it via my mobile phone.
Ah, memories.
The time he asked if I was hungry and I said no, not really while eyeing the hotdogs and waffles and then telling him later while munching on the same hotdog and waffle that di ako gutom gusto ko lang ngumuya ("I'm not hungry I just want to chew") and that look on his face, what a funny.
Swimming with the whale sharks.
The kid pressing his face in the coffee shop's glass windows.
Sunlight streaming through the windows.
That time, accent training for my first (and last) call center job-- when I stupidly misread compromise as "com-promise".
My dog Sugar giving me that sad, sad look that morning he died.
Not waking up in my own bed.
Anna Nalick singing, but, my god, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles.
HongKong, Singapore.
That "Chika-Chika" song playing in the FX on my way home.
Tonight's argument with my mother.
Burn, burn, burn.
Labels: about a girl, After Dark, Anna Nalick, books, fangirl posts, flashes of light, Haruki Murakami, lucid intervals
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June 18, 2009
posted by Nk. at 3:43 PM
Or so I've heard.So I've moved indefinitely, to a friend's house in Antipolo (shout out to Cat!).
Yes, it is far compared to my former apartment which was just a stone's throw away from my office, but what the hell, at least I'll have some peace of mind. Or at least a more comfortable bed. And a bigger room. And a fridge where I can store and raid, at any given time, a slice of yummeh caramel cake. And hotdogs. And last night's leftover dinner. And cold err--drinks.
I've yet to get used to waking up EARLIER than usual, and the traffic on the way to the office is challenging what I learned in anger management class. But that's okay. My primary complaint as of the moment is having to sit next to people who sweat a lot in the FX. I'm not exactly a fan of receiving bodily fluids from total strangers. Yes, I will be the unsmiling person sitting at the edge of my seat for an hour if that will save me from feeling your sweat seeping through my clothes, thanks much.
Well. That's it for now. Gotta catch a bus to the hometown this girl's going to be a bridesmaid this weekend!
Labels: about a girl, happy time, your weekend wanderer
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June 6, 2009
posted by Nk. at 3:50 PM
...maybe I'll be more clearheaded and I'll be able to blog about nice things likewhat a grand time I had in Singapore while I was there and how I'd like to go back for another visit
or
how the rain, constant rain reminds me of what it's like to be a kid to not worry about your shoes getting wet or getting sick or that icky flood
or
how sometimes a smile can make you wonder what that mouth would taste like
or
how I miss pancakes and Milo and pears and blueberry cheesecake
or
how I finally found my own place.
Which I haven't done yet.
Labels: about a girl, out of happy, the voices in my head
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May 22, 2009
posted by Nk. at 8:28 AM
I want a blue wooden door
like the ones you find so many in Greece
and I want you
to open it
and get in.
***
What is the best
and quickest way
to pack for a trip?
Just dump everything in the damn suitcase
and get going, get going!
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To wake up
a stranger
in a foreign city.
Joy.
***
I am headed to Singapore tonight!
Labels: about a girl, getaway, Getaway Girl, happy time, link love, Singapore, your weekend wanderer
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May 14, 2009
posted by Nk. at 3:23 PM
So I made a secret Tumblr account because well, some things just have to come out in secret -- softly, in the company of the other things that gnaw at the heart but cannot be named without taking down walls and exposing one's self naked for all the world to see.Which I can not do because I like to appear Meg Ryan-y as often as I can: quirky, funny, and pretty (yes?). And on those days that I can't I'll just fool you with my multiple personality problems. Or some random reference to alcohol.
Anyway.
I'm liking Tumblr so far. A lot of awesomecakes people there, and the photos, the photos are love, love, love!
I so want a vintage-y bicycle.
Labels: about a girl, fangirl posts, flashes of light, link love, Meg Ryan, photography, Tumblr, vintage bicycle
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