"We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us."
-Unknown

Saturday 20 October 2012

Weekend in Photos



Halfway through. I finally got to isolate the book from the background, now I just have to figure out how I arrived at that kind of setting. 




Attended the concert with Mommy last night, no photos of concert were taken but we took some outfit shots against the piano before leaving.  Finally got the chance to wear that dress again after a year!


Caught up with The Cousin, The Auntie and The Sister after the concert last night because one of them complained about being hungry. 


Here is something which just arrived this morning. 


And here's what I wore to the concert. I think I need to curl the ends of my hair to give it more character. My hair is too thin, too straight and too limp. 

Pfsh! 

And I guess that's it, I think I am more inspired than ever slowly resume activity in this corner. 

Have a blessed weekend everyone! 


Sunday 23 September 2012

Weekend Report


Sabado

Yesterday I was so honoured to introduce to those who were present Atty. Laisa Masuhud-Alamia, our very own Pinay and Proud Ambassador. I admire her so much and it was through her works that I got to know her, prior to actually meeting her in person. So there I was, meeting her for the first time and mingling around in the new Human Nature branch. I have to say I’m glad that HN Zamboanga found a new home which is more accessible to people and the jeepney commuting public, me included.

I picked up some new arrivals in the HN shelves and bought some new products too. I can say I am also mighty excited for new items like the brewed coffee, cheese and Theo and Philo Chocolates which will be making a comeback this season. Oh yes, the haul: HN feminine wash in chamomile, men’s facial wash for the brother, some mandarin shampoo and anti-bacterial soap which I can bring anywhere.

Of course, the rain knew at which moment to heavily pour, so I was stranded and worried in the HN shop and had to wait it out because I was afraid of the laptop getting wet. Luckily I decided to buy my slippers. My old ones burst after a couple years of everyday use, and it was really my favourite because it had the studs on it against the black rubber. I ended up with a teal pair of Havaianas plain. I’m steering away from the jewelled, stud-ly ones now. I really am happy with the quality because it is made of thick rubber and it could last long too. I fit it before heading to pay for them, but somehow I think I could have gotten a smaller size instead. I am a size 35, but the pair said 35-36. When I got home and changed, they looked a little big on my dwarfish feet.

I have been thinking ever since to give it away, I couldn’t possibly return it because I already cut out the tags, and teal is such a favourite colour of mine. But I guess it could do.

So I ended up crashing here and stayed to catch up with Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy as they met again in Paris in 2004, and all the events that followed in Before Sunset.

I still have a cone of Cornetto Vanilla Ice Cream in the refrigerator, safely hidden away from the little girl’s eyes and reach, because it will ruin her diet. I still have to find the right mood to drown in for the vanilla.

Domingo

And nothing has changed. I had a chat with Ardrin regarding our plans for November. The guy is excited to come home and I am also looking forward to a book he should be bringing. I have to check though if they have a copy for me. Hahaha, my excitement when it comes to books.

Had my nails done in rose, and I am quite content with how it turned out. Here I am, finished with my weekend tasks, happy that at least I am right on track with my savings, I have not gone out to do some compulsive shopping, the weather these couple of days have prevented me to do so. And now, I am stuck here in the dark with no lights.

I have been wanting to get a new top and at least have some alternative jeans but here I am, afraid to spend again because I keep telling myself that I am saving for something more worthwhile. I haven’t even gone near any thrift shops. Yes, I have been looking at online shops, but that is just it. It even makes me scared to spend using the debit card. And so far, I haven’t used it or made any expensive purchases.

Saving is the name of the game, and I think it should stay that way.

Bank is happy.

Conscience is happy.

Wednesday 29 August 2012

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Thursday 16 August 2012

Rants and Raves August 2012


Dear friends,

I have to admit that I’ve been online the past weeks and haven’t really been blogging. I was busy doing other tasks on the net that I just have enough time to check Facebook, Twitter, comment on a few blogs and log out. I also can’t believe I missed my supplier’s announcement about new book arrivals. Then again, I can’t believe I also wasn’t around when the only game I patronized in Facebook shut down. Where was I when RC bid goodbye to the rest of its players? Making my way from Cebu to Ormoc, Leyte-that’s where.

But I guess the purpose of this post is to assure that I’m still alive, albeit still doing something else while I have one hand on the keyboard, the other still writing notes, and my brain still wandering about what’s left to do, I think there’s enough to pacify me that I may or may not have what it takes to keep this corner going.

I think it’s also another affirmation that this is still my corner where I get to express what I’m feeling and what my plans, thoughts and ideas are. No matter what, that name and address still has my mark. This corner is not just merely about going with the flow of what other bloggers do, but it’s also an extension of my identity and I will keep doing what I came here for to do: letting out my rants and raves. It’s really not about striving to be what I’m not, but what I am.

Blogging today is so far away from what blogging was back then in 2005 when Friendster and Multiply had meaning among friends in college. I think some of my friends got scared that one way of revealing their emotions were to sneak up on their respective Friendster and Multiply accounts and the next day our personal comments would be different when we see each other in campus compared to what we have previously commented on each other’s blogs.

Back then, a blog was an electronic diary; the documenting outlet of life’s experiences- where J went for her vacation with the younger siblings, what K was drinking last night and how he was wooing the moon after a heartbreak, what A did to cram for her finals in a major subject. Darn, I miss reading those. Only one blog name still stays in my memory but I am afraid to enter it into the search engine and finding out if it were already deleted, no longer updated, or simply just at a standstill. He called me crazy in that blog of his and I never quite forgave him there, but who could deny that teensy-weensy fact that I am?

What happened to all the other blogs? To all the other online diaries my friends maintained? We were the first users of Friendster and Multiply-communicating and uploading crazy memories in albums back when the biggest flash drive was only 2gb and blogs were an intimate network of sorts. Today, it’s far removed from that.

Thus, I might flood this corner again with so many other book reviews- of books which many people might not have read or won’t have the intention of actually reading. But here I am still writing down my thoughts.

What else?

Beauty buys? Maybe. To satisfy kikay me.

Clothing? Maybe. To satisfy meticulous me.

Rants and raves? Yes. To pacify stubborn me.

I guess I should excuse myself already. Pardon me for destroying your eyes, if any of you found yourselves at this point already, thank you for listening.

Events in my life have a tendency of unfolding and presenting circumstances with two sides to every story.

P.S. I can’t promise this to be the last post about pointless thoughts, but then again, that’s what this blog is here for after all. 

So sorry for the heavy text post. 

Sunday 5 August 2012

Book Review: Pleng's Song by Patrick Maher


Patrick Maher shows how life is for a girl who attends a private school and well-sheltered life, everything is provided. If her laptop chord is burned, she calls her father and asks for a replacement. She does her writing homework and goes about her life as expected of a school girl.

But there is more to what meets the eye. Pleng’s thoughts reveal that she yearns for attention from her parents: her father is always out on business and her mother is alive at night and asleep by day. She has issues with authority in school, and has shameless tendencies when it comes to her approach towards her teachers. Her character description must sound like that of an insecure, troubled child, but she is unaware of her gifts and talents.

Maher is an incredible writer and this shows in Pleng’s voice and written works.

Characterization


Patrick Maher takes the perspective very well, and this is reflected in Pleng’s characterization.
Pleng takes everything personally. Based on her observations, her writing teacher’s statements, Mr. James is always against her. It feels like her mother’s drinking problems is caused by her. Her actions then are a result of a girl with attitude problems. For a smart girl, she believes in horoscopes and treats money so lightly because it is not what she worked hard for to earn.

There are two sides to Pleng, the scared child, who tries to be a grownup and the spoiled brat who causes trouble just to seek attention. Her thoughts and words are excellently translated and described in the book.
 But the monotony of her life is about to change when she identifies the real problems in her life, runs away from home, and figures out how to survive them all.

It is said that water cleanses and purifies, but does flood water work the same way?

Highlights of the book


Her thoughts and feelings are revealed in her outputs most of the time and her imagination is given more depth in the way she wishes her life were like. Some underlying themes in the book touch on family relationships, school environment and the way we treat people around us, as well as envy.

There are events that have a supernatural treatment. The chronology and facts are well-supported, as the events unfold one by one. This is a modern folklore.

Pleng’s song is a book fit for people of all ages. It teaches that determination and common sense can help survive life’s challenges, and that repentance does come at the end. 

Recommended to read? 

Yes