With you know who~ *fangirling at its best* After this shot, I was like “thank you so much, pretties!”. Haha
With Miss Valerie Chua *u*
Thanks to Gen and Melai for my gate pass.
Because the wall was purdy.
A night of fun and spending~ Will show the things I procured from the event next time! :)
As much as I wanted to actualize my long distant dream of capturing the beauty of rain today, my ability prohibited me to do so. I ended up having a delightful musing over the fragrance of my chocolate cereal milk while reading half-heartedly Politics by Adam Thirlwell.
I was actually luring myself that since it was an almost perfect atmosphere to write, If I would try to put pen on paper again, maybe, just maybe I could come up with something vibrant and inspiring out of this dynamism of events happening in my life. I was working on this topic, ”anyone who thinks that sunshine is pure happiness has never danced in the rain” very lightly.
This shows that even though my life has its gleams of sunshine, it doesn’t make me love rain any less.
The BOONS:
1. When dawdling is penetrating my body and going to work/ school is not even an option, I file a sick leave. And because being thin is associated with thinking I am weak as if suffering from an illness already, nobody doubts me. After a day or two, they would even ask me about my day/s off.
2. Just seeing me eat gives pleasure to everyone. They even offer me extra ham and sausage thinking my body is in dire need of food and nutrients.
3. Entering an alleyway/cellar/shed/ any narrow place you could think of is a piece of cake. In classrooms, I can pass a very narrow space between two chairs without having it moved.
4. Finding dresses that fit is generally as easy as pie (well as for me) because it seems that clothes are getting tinier at department stores these days.
The BANES
1. One need not have to exert a lot of effort to knock me out cause I’m really that weightless. When my sister May, who is by the way bigger than me, is in mood for bantering, our physical teasing would almost always end up with me being slightly injured. Huhu
2. Lifting an object could be very frustrating. I even doubt if I can lift a bowling ball.
3. Extra cold weather makes me sick easily. Air conditioned places make my body shivers covered with goosebumps. And when somebody touches my hand it is most of the time as cold as ice.
4. Finding dresses in thrift shops is another story though since they do not have the sizes. It has been a customary convenience for me to put a safety/dress pin in my bag when going to stores of that sort and voila everything fits me na!
One last camerawhoring session before we waved ojt goodbye! (Notice that I was still in character - flower crown sticking in my hair for ages) And what a better way to end it than devouring lots of food!
(Click the photo for better viewing experience, :p)
I do believe she is one of the people I unfollowed here in Tumblr. I regularly unfollow those who don’t interact with me and other so-so blogs because I am saving my dash space for ~awesome~ posts from ~awesome people~ I think she finds me pretentious because I tend to be overly sweet (well,sometimes) and nice to everybody but then I unfollowed her. Its more like inconsistency rather than being pretentious. But still, unfollowing is everyone’s prerogative.
Anyway to you anon, if I ever slighted you, I dont mean it.
To my friends/followers, if you have any concern to me you could tell it to me unanonymously, we could fight privately naman e. Joke :p Thank you for staying! Good night.
The remainder of my summer would be devoted to finishing two books I am in the middle of perusing - Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte and Politics by Adam Thirwell. Because my heart aches to see my Books Reviewed outdated and my desire to improve it is a blog priority right now. The goal is to publish a quality book review before this week ends. And by proclaiming this, an agreement is communicated between us! <3
Sometimes a good old laugh and brilliant food could alter one’s state of low spirits - that becoming incapable of appreciating and loving. It was even a flawless formula for me if I shared that mirth with the people who know me deeply. And that’s one thing I could definitely associate with my highschool friends.
Our dinner date yesterday served as an opportune occasion to update ourselves with the latest news from each other through all in one interview questions. Career status, future plans, relationship status were some of the inquiries bluntly thrown to the whole group members. So bluntly it sounded ridiculous and funny at the same time.
The whole conversation went insane, as anticipated, and heartwarming. Princess even cried while telling us what she had done all for the sake of reviving a lost love and we ended up cracking to realize we were all suddenly saddened by her. And then she elicited a smile with tears still fresh in her cheeks. I told her we love her.
Since I did not want to disappoint them by elaborating on the very news that relationship wise, I am interestingly not yet improving (they suspected that was because I have not moved on yet from my highschool love interest. Haha), I told them my latest shoot na lang (with Kash, Paula and Ks), which was just earlier before I met them.
Happy to observe that all of us showed a universal manifestation of content and the piquant wit we all shared in highschool were still there.
After that dinner, the world looked like a bright little place to me. Again. <3
There was no possibility of straightening my actions today. I am admitting my defeat. My attitudes and behaviors have been so tiresome to take that even I can not forgive myself. I should seek to express my despondency in a poem or something else but definitely not here. And I just could not tell it in plainspoken manner ‘cause it may lead to further embarrassment and loathing.
A little update with what I am up to~ Drizzle these past few days made me really wanting to go outside to dance and forget everything. OJT days are on the verge of ending and another bunch of challenges is coming to my door. I received a pretty bad news actually and the natural worrier in me is triumphantly taking its way in.
I sometimes feel like I, alone, could outworried the rest of the world.
With the approval of the world, finally, I had the time to save my pink wall from its almost doomed monotonous existence! Adorned with photographs I printed last Friday afternoon, it now looks trifle less uninviting. Aside from the fear that my little brother would crumple it to destruction any moment from now, I appreciate my room a little bit more.
I also had a pretentious shower today since global warming is taking toll on everything including my oxters. I had an almost 2 hour blissful bath. I used these essentials for complete self-gratification. I was fully driven by pure impulse when I saw this tiny little bottles of Sakura Bella in Watson’s. It features, suggestive of its name, properties of Japanese Cherry Blossoms.
My bittersweet first week in OJT happened this week also. I am working in Provincial Fiscal’s Office with the Assistant Prosecutor (aka Baby Prosecutor, that I guess will give you an idea of how Atty Maranan, the AP looks like). Our tasks are all mixed up from ensuring that all suits should be properly recorded, to being personally present in fiscals preliminary inquiries, up to documenting every day learning that confronts us. The photo above was taken before my first week officially end. I was with Mark and Jonathan. An All boys event.
Enjoying the short break from the summer school-related responsibilities, I and my siblings had a camerawhoring activity today. The epitome of my week - all smiles.
My hair glitters loneliness under the sun, I even likened it to a decrepit rusting bike holding a forgotten color and use in the past. Though I have been exploiting summer rays for quiet a while now the weather is not triumphant yet in pleasing me fully. The absence of that sullen mood makes me miss December.
I do not like summer. I miss the raindrops.
