Food for the Brain 4

There is no such thing as the right time or right place or right anything. If you're planning on doing something, do it now while you still have the time because if you wait for the perfect time to do it, the chance might just pass you by silently and swiftly thereby missing your opportunity. What a loss. We ought to do things now not caring whether it's going to go well or not. Mistakes are a part of our life. It's where we learn so that we'll know what to do the next time.

My Ideal Man

Hey. The man we want will not always be the man we get. Well, in my case, it's a question of will I ever have one? :D Anyways, I'd like to write down what I'd like my man to be if I ever get one. So here goes nothing...

He has to be tall. Taller than me. He should be white or pale but not sickly pale. He has to have muscles but not those who are too muscular. I want someone lean. Just the right size. And of course, he has to have the build of a man. Not fat and not thin. Just on the right weight. Oh and before I forget, he should be handsome.  :) Who wouldn't want to have a handsome man, right?

I'd like him to be rich. I know money isn't important but I'd really like to travel the world and he could help me out with that. I'd like him to tell me something like this, "I can take you to Paris, London, Tokyo, New York, anywhere in this world. Tell me where you want to go and I'll take you there." Isn't that just the sweetest? :) 

He doesn't smoke and drink. He doesn't have any tattoos. He doesn't have any criminal records. 

He is kind, patient, sweet, brave and funny. He is a gentleman. He loves kids. He respects other people. 

The most important thing is that he loves me. Loves me for who I am. He is trustworthy, honest and loyal. He understands me and can put up with all my weirdness. He can protect me and make me feel that I'm safe. 

I know that such a man with all those qualities doesn't exist in this world. But it doesn't hurt to dream, right? I mean we all have our own ideal man and I guess what I've written is mine. What I've written brings us to a second random fact about me: I'm a hopeless romantic. I'm a sucker for all things romantic. I love the happy endings and I admit that I cry in movies that are heartbreaking and beautiful.

Making New Memories or Reliving Old Ones?

A friend asked me what I'd like to do: to make new memories or to relive the old ones? It caught me off guard. I couldn't answer it immediately. Actually, I didn't want to answer that question because I knew I'd go with reliving old ones. Part of me wanted to say otherwise but to be honest, I'm scared of making new ones because I'm afraid of trying out new things that I have no idea what the outcome will be, so I knew I'd go with the safe choice. My previous posts might clue you in on what I was going to choose. I know there's no point in dwelling in the past since we can't really change anything that has happened but things before were really great!

I seem to always find myself looking back at the past. Anything from the now that triggers memories from before makes me all nostalgic and sad. I hear this song or I smell something and it takes me back to the past. Takes me back to a memory that gives me warmth and make me smile. I wish I could go back in time to relive those moments. I know, i know...we should all keep moving forward but I just can't help it. 

To tell you the truth, I don't like what's happening in our world right now. It's become a sadder place. I don't know if it's a phase in everyone's life where they think their old days were better than where they are now, but I feel sorry for the new generation because they never got to experience real fun stuff. They are now being taken over by technology and internet. They are stuck inside their houses playing games when they could have gone outside and enjoy other children's company whilst playing under the sun. I see a lot of young ones holding Iphones and Ipads instead of toy cars and barbie dolls. It makes me sad.

The thing is I hate change. That's a random fact about me. I don't like it that much. That's maybe why I don't like what's become of the world now. I'm so attached to the idea of living life like the old days that I have trouble adjusting to the new ways of the world. Well, the best I can do is accept the fact that life will not remain as it was-that there will always be changes and try to live with it. 

Late Night Babble

I'm bored. I want to do something but I don't know what. It's already late but I don't want to sleep yet. Well, actually I want to but I can't seem to just do it. I've just decided! I'm going to finish this post and then I'm going to sleep. I have a lot of things to do tomorrow..err, today so I better get some sleep.

What I'm going to write has something to do with money and clothes. If you've read a post of mine from long ago, you'd know I have a thing for fashion. When I'm in the mall, I pass by all these shops and the displays are just so gorgeous! I get this impulse of buying them but the problem is I don't have the money. I'm not rich which is kind of a good thing because if I was, I can already see myself buying every single thing that catches my eyes. I wouldn't care then if I'm going to wear it or not. I'll be joyously, merrily walking in and out of a shop with a silly grin on my mouth and lots of bags dangling in my arms. How I long to be as rich as Bill Gates! It sounds so far fetched but you never know. It might just happen. Optimism, people, is the key. And determination and hardwork of course.

Here's my wishlist:

L-R: leather shorts, white button down shirt, leather skirt, shiny red flats, and a lace up boots

It's Christmas soon. I'm just saying. :)

On another note, I've given my blog a new look. I changed my header and template. And it's not pink anymore. I think I'm going to stick with this for a very long time.

K, I'm going to sleep now. G'night!

Christmas 2012

Hey, hey, HEY! It's December. And everybody knows what that means, right? CHRISTMAS!

Christmas in Our Hearts- Jose Mari Chan

I always get this elated feeling whenever it's December. Whenever I realize that Christmas is just around the corner, I remember the old days when I used to watch Christmas movies and listen to Christmas songs. Eloise and Beauty and the Beast are the movies I remember prominently. I feel so nostalgic and I always remember that feeling of how it was then. The kind of feeling that is hard to come by again. I love how Christmas felt like then, but don't get me wrong. I still love celebrating Christmas now. It's the best holiday ever! And I remember a time when I went caroling with my friends and I remember putting up the lights and decorating the tree. Christmas is such a beautiful time! It's a time where everybody seems to be happier and more united. Tis a great season indeed!

There will be lots of dinner parties..any idea what that implies? FOOD! Yes. It's a time where people get fatter but who cares? So long as the food's delicious no one's complaining. :) I can almost picture myself in a room full of cakes and desserts and spaghetti and chicken and many, many more!

Another great thing about parties is that I can spend time with my family and relatives. It's kind of like a family reunion where everyone is gathered to celebrate Christmas. I get happy whenever we are all gathered. It's just a nice sight to behold everyone in one place with all the happy feelings that Christmas can produce in us.

And who can forget all those gifts? It's nice to receive presents from the people around us. But it's great if we can give gifts, too..as the saying goes: It's better to give than to receive. Concerning what to give, I don't think that gifts have to be expensive. It's the thought that counts really. 

Keep the spirit of Christmas alive!

Unspoken Whimper

Damn and miserable

Alone and ignored

Sobbing, whimpering in the darkness

I, and I alone

gave warmth to myself.

I saw this short poem from a Lasallian publication. I regretfully wasn't able to get the author's name because I was in a hurry when I copied this.

I came across this a long time ago. It caught my attention and I kind of liked it because it was wonderfully written. It's a sad, lonely poem that speaks of a reality at some point of our lives. Don't you agree? 

Food for the Brain 3

We cannot, shouldn't wait for things to just happen. We can't think like something's gonna happen anytime now just by sitting around doing nothing. No, nothing's ever gonna happen if we just sit idly. We tend to think that life's gonna give us something good anytime now. That we just have to wait. Trusting fate to do all the work. It's the worst thing we can do. You sitting by the table, sipping your coffee, drumming your lazy little fingers on the table while waiting stupidly and expectantly for a thing that's never gonna come. We have to take action. We must do something to achieve what we want. The only way we can ever get anything we want in life is to work hard for it. Earn it.

Good ol days

 *photos here aren't mine. grabbed them from different sources.

Here's a random fact about me: I love the good ol days.

I love how people before are so engaging with one another. And I mean real human to human contact. Not through computers and internet. There were afternoon teas and parties and dances. Oh, the dances! How I'd like to try those traditional dances wherein you have partners. I also would like to try dressing up in ball gowns and dresses. It's not easy being in those clothes but I'd like to try.

And whatever happened to the gentlemen? Where are they now? It would be nice to have plenty of them in the here and now. Those noble, agreeable and well-mannered gentlemen. Someone to open doors for the lady, someone to give flowers and chocolates and just someone who will treat a lady right. I don't see a lot of them right now. tis sad..

I guess the main reason for why I yearn for the old days is because I've been reading a lot of Jane Austen novels. But still, I'd like to try living in the past.

An Infliction in the Past

I often wonder how other people can talk so easily and confidently to other people. I am not a talker. As much as I can I avoid contact with other people. I'm uncomfortable around them. I don't know why but I get scared around them. This makes me think that maybe there's something wrong with me. I'm shy but I'm sooo shy that I can't even go out to places on my own. I'd want someone to come with me because if I'm all alone then I get scared. Scared of what I don't know. I remember my brother telling me something because of my reluctancy on being on my own. He said, "Why are you scared? They're just human. You treat them as if they're your enemies." He had a point though.

I have a theory as to why I'm like this. The problem is I'm not sure if what happened was real or was just a dream. But come on, why would I dream something like that if it never happened, right? ...right? I don't want to write down what happened. I also don't want to tell my parents. It's hard, embarrassing and infuriating. I don't know if I'm giving too much away but I hope not.

I just wish that I can get over it and change. I want to become a better person. Someone who is worth remembering. Someone who can have an effect on people. Someone who can change lives. Someone who is strong, happy and brave. Someone my parents can be proud of. I just want to be someone who's not scared to face life and be happy.

A Cycle

It's me against the world,

The world against another world,

The world against another person,

Another person against me.

It's a never ending cycle!

Hey..this makes no sense. :)))

Emily Owens, M.D.

Okay, here's the thing... I've watched the first 2 episodes of Emily Owen, M.D. and so far I've liked them both. I guess this will be a new TV series I'll be following. I like it because it gives me an insight of what it's like to be working in a hospital. I don't know how true or relatable the show is to reality but I like how it makes me feel like I'm watching the events as if I'm really there. O......kay. I have no idea what I've just written.

Anyway, here's a quote that I like from the show:

"The thing about being an adult that no one tells you growing up is that you don't feel like an adult. All your stupid insecurities and anxieties are still there, only you feel more stupid and insecure about being stupid and insecure because you're not supposed to be stupid and insecure anymore. You're supposed to have the answers. You're supposed to know. But we don't always know. And those answers? They're not always easy to come by. Well you know what? I'm done feeling stupid and insecure about feeling stupid and insecure. The truth is, I think part of being an adult is that you stop waiting for yourself to change and you start to accept who you are."

-Emily

Back at last

Wow. I guess I wasn't kiddin' when I said I'd be gone for a long time. Months have passed and within those months I finally understand what those bloggers keep on saying. They keep on saying how blogging keeps them sane or something like that. I know it now. There were these circumstances that made me wish that I could blog. I know I've just started blogging but I couldn't help thinking how I wish I could write something about this or something about that. Just to share, you know? Now that I'm back I'll have to remind myself to write stuff here though because I have this tendency to think things over and over in my head and then I end up not writing it anymore which is really frustrating.
Well, this is it for now. Til next time! :)

Food for the Brain 2

THIS hit rock bottom for me. Explaining is not my forte. When someones asks me a question with a why? in it I end up stuttering, mumbling and looking like a fool. I have a hard time telling people my opinions and feelings. And when I try, I don't exactly deliver what I had in my mind. Well anyways I'm off the topic now. :) Going back... If a person can make a child understand his beliefs, etc., then it would mean the person knows what he's talking about because explaining something to a child is not easy.

I guess this'll be my last post for a while. New and big changes are coming to me in a day or two. 'Til next time! 

The Header

I want to give myself a big pat on the back! I'm just happy that I finally get to put a header on my blog. This wasn't really the design I had on my mind but what the heck? I know it isn't that great, what with my crappy Photoshop skill but still... It's something that I am proud of. :))

I also noticed that my blog's a little too pink-y for my taste. I want to change it but at the same time I don't want to which is really frustrating. But I'mma leave it as it is for now.

Food for the Brain 1

The one above is what my Gr. 8 English teacher used to say to us. That one really stuck to me because at first I thought she meant that the noisy classmates were like a noisy river and the silent ones were the deep river but upon  closer inspection, there is something else in that saying. I can't exactly put it into words but there is something in that.

Well, on another note.. I don't think I'll be able to update my blog anytime soon. I'm moving out and to where I'm going, there's no access to computers which really suck~!

An Admired Friend

So... I've been going through my desk lately because I'll soon be moving out and I found this folder where I keep my drawings and writings. I found my silly poems written a few years back and I laughed at what I wrote then. I'm not a good poet nor am I a good writer but what has being good got to do with writing? People write to express themselves so it isn't really important to have the correct grammar. :p What's important is to be understood. 

Here's a poem I wrote back in July 2010:

She is silent and simple

She loves to eat apple

She doesn't attract attention

Yet people come for a lively conversation.

She is humble and quiet

She likes to write

She grieves over her first love

That flew away like a dove.

She is thin and small

She is beautiful

I admire her a lot

For her generous heart.

This got me thinking and maybe I'm gonna post some of my old writings here. I'm not sure yet but maybe...

'Til next time! 

SheShops

Not so long ago, I stumbled upon the site: http://sheshops.herworldplus.com/ and I tried it out. I only created 3 lookbooks. I wasn't really active in it. I was surprised when I opened it one day and saw my look being featured as lookbook of the week. Here is the proof:

And here are my lookbooks:

 I call this rough edges. And this was the one that got featured.

 white + brown

I'm all for vintage

That's all for now! :)

Looklet

I have an interest in fashion. I like to keep myself updated on what's hot right now and the likes. As much as I want to dress fashionably I can't. Either because of lack of money and resources or lack of confidence. With these reasons in mind, I got myself a Looklet account which lets me dress up some random model freely and easily. But when I went to their site one day, a notice was there informing that there will be changes so I immediately saved all my looks so that I can have a remembrance of what I created. 

 Here are some of them:

Tumblr vs. Blogger

Like what I said before, I've been planning stuff for the appearance of my blog. At some point I got to deciding whether to use tumblr or blogger. Hence, the title. So obviously blogger won. Haha! The main reason I decided to use this is because I already have an account for this. No more hassles though I know very well that getting a tumblr account ain't that hard which makes this reason unreasonable. I don't really know why I settled with blogger. Maybe because a person I admire still uses this or maybe I can make my blog more "homely" and "friendly" here. Whatever the reason may be I'm just glad that I finally have a little place here in the world wide web.

A Fresh Start

I've finally come around to "reviving" this blog again. I've only come to posting a single entry and then deleted it after awhile. I've been planning on writing stuff here for some time now. I've even planned out what I want for a header and such...but I never got around to actually doing it. I'm so lazy, always procrastinating. I hope that'll change. I want to make this blog my little escape from everything. A place where I can write anything I want to. 

So, hopefully, I can post something here even if it's just once a week.