Starry-eyed Scorpio

Migration

2010-11-25T19:03:00.000+08:00

I'VE MOVED.

Trace the Moment, Fall Forever

2010-11-15T19:59:00.000+08:00

So I did keep telling myself that I'd be a faithful author to my blog...

...and so far my most recent post has been more than a week ago.

Tsk.

But the point is, I'm posting again. Today.

I ran through the months in my posts' archive and saw that I had no posts for the months of August and September this 2010.

A proof of the adultery I committed with Tumblr.

Oh, why am I even looking back? It's about time I look forward. And move forward.

The second semester has begun a week ago and it was eventful as it was uneventful.

It goes beyond words such that only first-hand experience could suffice as explanation.

(Or, I'm most probably avoiding putting into words how my first week went.)

But I repeat: the first week of my second semester was eventful as it was uneventful.

Some happenings had smiles as feedback while others just downright landed an exasperation on my face!

I won't get into that though.

I'm going to learn Spanish this semester.

Adios!

Bohemian Romance

2010-11-02T20:13:00.002+08:00

Fashion Week Volunteer

2010-10-28T09:49:00.003+08:00

Hi guys, I'm just letting you know I'm volunteering for Philippine Fashion Week this season. :)

I've been seeing people I am inspired by, in the flesh!

I will tell you about my adventures or misadventures (hopefully, there aren't any!) when the week is over. :)

I turned legal two days ago.

Reviving What's Been Dead

2010-10-25T13:33:00.002+08:00

Dear blog,

It's about time I start writing again especially when I'm getting Creative Writing as one of my subjects next semester. Also, I shall be active in reading books again.

I finished The Lovely Bones last night. I know it's a little bit late reading at this time of the year especially after having a movie of it featured on the big screen and all but, I figure I shall still read its true form, it's paper back copy, printed flesh, before watching the movie (it's now loading as I'm typing these). As most will agree, the book tends to be almost always better than its movie version.

Some reflections I made during reading:

In reading The Lovely Bones, a tale of death, longing, and moving on, I couldn't help but appreciate and love the spark of hope Lindsey and Samuel's relationship offers. I admire how it does not have the mainstream kind of push in the but instead, it lingered in the background, surfacing when the least spark of hope, happiness, and love is needed in the saddest, most emotionally draining moments. (I think Samuel's a character to fall in love with. -and he and Lindsey just mesh beautifully together ♥)

When you think about it, you'd assume that the story would revolve around solving the crime and finding justice for Susie's death. However, the story is truly centered on witnessing how the Salmon family -including Susie- copes with their loss. And eventually, as a reader who empathizes, you learn that with them, slowly, gradually, you move on from the death as well and the wound torn open in your heart is gradually closing up into a scar balled with reminiscent memories.

I grow emotional over books, that's why I'm inclined to avoiding it. It's a temptation extremely difficult to resist though.

I feel like deleting my archive and starting fresh however, ...those are memories which may or may not be dear to me but surely, they help me keep track of things that have been happening -those I take note of in particular, of course.

Hi blog. Hopefully, you'd get more doses of me in the future.

With love and sincerity,

Your writer

To Abandon

2010-07-30T22:16:00.003+08:00

My dear blog,

There has been so much happening: too many thoughts to put into words, too many emotions to make you feel...the inside of my mind is chaotic. Well, it has been since college started.

I TRULY MISS YOU.

I miss writing creatively. :( I'm not even sure if I still have that talent inside me. (HA!)

My last post brought tragic news (with a terrible picture to match! :o) and I just don't want that to be the first thing I see and read when I view my blog.

School has been hectic but I am enjoying it. Terribly (and I mean that in a good way). Sure, the load gets heavy sometimes (in ways I do not expect it to be) but, it's all really lovely. I'm enjoying what I'm doing because it's truly something I have passion for: fashion! (I'm a Clothing Technology freshman.) All our activities are founded on that particular subject and there have been times when it doesn't feel like schooling at all! However, there are still group works and research and plates, of course; which reminds me that you are studying Aien. They're technically academics you have to pour your energy on...Ha!

I blogged in our group blog recently:

After a week or two of investing our time in our CT11 Research Paper and Interview of a Fashion Designer, we are finally moving on to our next lesson, Design.
It’s really exciting since just by the term itself, you could already visualize a lot of creativity and inspirations involved. And I’m a sucker for those two things! (Hee.)
Our new topic was introduced today, during our CT11 class. Ma’am Kitty discussed the definition of design, its types, elements, and principles. Later into the lesson, we talked about the fashion designer!
What does it take to be a fashion designer?
The list of characteristics was sure long but, luckily, I had most of it in me (yabang!). HAHAHA. And luckily, I’d still have those skills and traits by the time I graduate (and even have become better at that!).
Woohoo. I cannot wait! *squeals*
Thinking about the future, do you want to know what kind of fashion designer I want to be?
It was in second year when I had an epiphany (ayun na). My vision was to stylize the Philippine mass. I wanted to help each individual realize their own style and therefore, through their clothing, express who they really are, what consists them, their culture and personality.
Isn’t that exciting when the Philippines finally realize their fashion potential? (Am I making sense?).
Anyway, my goal was to bring fashion, but moreover, style, to the mass. I know that may sound scary for some but look at it as a great equalizer. HAHAHA. I’d really like each and every person who walks the streets and alleys of the Philippines to have fashion and style consciousness. It will just be amazing to walk around our country (HAHAHA. I just imagined that you’d literally walk from one place to anywhere you want to go even if it’s islands away or something…) and observe the people bring out their inner selves through clothing, won’t it?
Okay, I’m beating around the bush…HAHAHA.
So in conclusion, I want to be casual wear/ready-to-wear fashion designer! At present, I really do not see myself as a formal wear designer. I mean, I do love gowns and looking at them is such a spectacle most times but, I don’t see myself designing this kind of clothing. I really prefer casual wear; the kind you can wear everyday and through which express your individuality (I really have a knack for this sort of thing. HAHAHAHA). I guess from these reasons you could assume that I also want to be an indie designer.
I really have never thought of that concept before since indie style seems to apply to the genre of film and music but since those two are one of my biggest influences and inspirations at the moment, I say that I do want to be an indie designer as well. However, it seems to be contrary with my earlier decision to “bring fashion and style to the masses” since indietends to be known only by a small group of people. It’s not exactly mainstream. That’s also interesting since I want to be sought after (HAHAHA. That sounds so conceited!). What I meant by that was, I want people to discover me, rather. And come to know me as this designer who caters to the masses but brings something edgy, quirky, eccentric, and indie to the clothing racks.
I really wish I’ve explained myself well here with regards to what kind of fashion designer I want to be. Hee.
But, I’m open to future changes. Who knows, some event might actually change my point of view at present and suddenly incline me to formal wear designing?

Commuting Is A Battlefield.

2010-06-15T18:03:00.002+08:00

If riding the public transportation (a.k.a. COMMUTING) was a sport, I definitely suck at it! :|

Today is the official first day of school for most school-goers. Whether they are in elementary, high school, or college.

To me, that just spells out C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-O-N.

Competition.

Competition with those who are riding the same Cubao jeepney.

Earlier today, as in around a few minutes past 7 o'clock in the morning, I ventured out in the newly paved streets of my subdivision.

I walked my way out of its gates and lo-and-behold, the arena-slash-battlefield of commuting awaited me.

Contestants -fellow commuters- were everywhere. (They weren't even there last week! But then again, last week wasn't the start of classes for most people.)

I knew I had to be tough.

We all were I guess.

But, in the end, our fate depended on the abundance of Cubao or LRT jeepneys -and they were extremely rare. If luck happens to come your way, you'd be lucky to fit in, at most, 1/4 of your ass on the freakin' leather seat.

Guess what? I got lucky (and I'm referring to the kind of luck I mentioned above).

My butt got to taste the jeepney seat but if we base it on spoonful amounts, I got less than a teaspoon.

The only support I had were my legs which I freakin'ly encouraged in my mind saying, "I have strong legs, I have strong legs, I'LL SURVIIIIVE!"

But dang! The moment I got down from the jeepney, my knees were all wobbly I was scared I'd trip on my own feet! And I was in the middle of the road 'cause the jeepney driver decided it would cause him too much trouble to steer right and drop us off exactly next to the Katipunan Petron station.

(Thanks a lot, man!)

To ride a jeep from there on was easy.

It's the traffic that wasn't. Ha!

Anyway, enough ranting about commuting. Lol.

Today was a good day. I enjoyed my Comm3 class ('cause I got to talk a lot).

My Kas1 class (whose teacher finally arrived!) was...sermon-ful with insights to match. I listened well but I felt like I was being scolded so part of me kind-of didn't like it.

PE2, I thought I was laaate! Good thing I wasn't. Phew! :))

(Gosh! I wonder when we'll start dancing. :|)

P.S. Picture above is the inspiration of the day.

Jack-Of-All-Trades

2010-06-11T19:09:00.003+08:00

When I picture myself in the future, I see the older version of me, clad in an outfit that expresses my style.

I'm manning my very own boutique, which is not found inside the common mall but still, is found in a most accessible place.

The 2-story building of my boutique, which is made-up of glass windows all around, houses labor made out of love, passion, and thoughtfulness: my clothing designs.

It will consist of casual wear mostly, instead of glamorous gowns and haute couture

It will influence and change the style of the Filipino mass, allowing each individual to have and own his or her distinct style.

It will make the citizens of this country more fashion concious, taking note of the truth that fashion is a form of self-expression.

I'm going to be one busy woman, juggling careers.

I will not only be a business woman, I will also be a freelance graphic artist, stylist, and magazine editor or writer.

I will be influential and famous.

I will be helpful and innovative.

I will continue learning and I will continue applying what I've learned.

I'm going to keep on dreaming...

But at present, this is my dream for my future.

And I'm going to make it come true.

First Day Jitters

2010-06-08T20:29:00.001+08:00

Big Group, Mayers, Energy Bars, HuLi, Foreign Friends

HELLO! First day of college life todaaayy!
OMG. I can feel it. MAHABANG KWENTUHAN 'TO.

Sorry? :D But I can't help it guys.
Let's all be realistic. This is the best chance I've got to tell you all my kwentos if I can't do so personally right?
As much as I'd want to see all of you and talk gibberish-nonsense (parehas lang yun) about how my first day went, it's hard to keep in touch that way sooo...FB MESSAGE!
TADAAA!

Anyway, where shall I start? I have two days' worth of story. :D

First is the campus tour which I had with Maxine and Fatima last Monday, 9am.
FAMI AND I TALKED OF LEAVING OUR HOUSES AT 7:15am AND MY PHONE ALARMED AT 6am. BUT GUESS WHAT? I FELL ASLEEP AND ENDED UP WAKING AT 7:15AM INSTEAD.

I made it though so, no problem there. :D

Fami and I went to UP together and when we arrived there, the group we were going to have a tour with were playing a game. Adjective that starts with letter of your name, and then, your name. :))
AMAZING AIEN. Joke.

I said Approachable Aien. :))
Pa-friendly effect ako.

Afterwards, we rode the bus. WAW DIBA. MAY BUS SA UP! -Especially for us Freshmen! Hahaha. Kidding. The "tour guides" were hilarious.
We went around the campus with them pointing to the buildings and naming what they were.
It wasn't helpful for me though...or maybe I just wasn't concentrating and listening to it hard enough.

After the tour which only took about an hour, Fami, Maxine and I went to the registration building to pay for our ID photo. IT'S NOT PART OF THE FREAKIN' TUITON FEE. Why??

HAHAHAHA.

The line wasn't that long but, it wasn't short either. :p

Moving on...the three of us decided to "tour" the campus by ourselves. Trying to find our respective buildings and all.
WE ALWAYS WALKED. NO MATTER HOW FAR THE BUIDLING WAS. Except for the Math Bldg. which was far but...though we intially planned to walk, we took a jeepney becuase I hailed (sp?) it. HEE. Sinong tamad?
Not me.
But come on! The sweltering heat?

It was funny 'cause the AA people were all together and it wasn't even planned.
Here's how it happened:
After Max, Fami, and I went to the OUR bldg, I met up with Ara to give her back something I borrowed for the summer (Loveless Saturn!). She was with Iya P., Denise O., and Rona Marquez. We met up in Casaa (food court like room/bldg).
So, we were all seated on one table. HEE. And then we spotted Ms. Babeth and some other AA teacher who were both finishing their masters I guess? They have THESIS daw. asdfghjkl. Anyway...moving on.
Suddenly, while we were all together, I spot Jana San Diego, Brittany Francsico, Jessica dela Cruz, and Alyana Raymundo entering Casaa so...like the crazy-friendly people AA students are, we waved our hands in the air. :))
Kidding. So there, they joined us. And we occupied 3 tables there and it was just like our AA caf.
Old times, baby, old times. :))

So ayun. Walk-tour-intiated-by-ourselves ulet.

OH AND BY THE WAY.
When Maxine, Fami and I were on our way to Casaa, a freakin' banana leaf (or a tree leaf that looked just like that) FELL ON MY HEAD. IT REALLY HIT MY HEAD.
Wow, thanks a lot Mother Nature, you really love me. Don't worry, I'm noticing you 'cause you're everywhere and it's seriously like a jungle here.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
I'm funny.
Kidding.

So, fast forward to first day. HEE.
Sorry, I know that was long already but...PLEASE??? HIHI.

Anyway, first day. I woke up and left on time.
Actually, I was pretty early! :D (Look who's proud).

I met up with Ara and Janine in Petron (9pa class ni Janine pero sumama na siya sa'min). Ara and I have our first class, Comm 3, together, at 8:30am.
We rode the jeep until that building. It's a nice one! :) And went to our room which only had more or less 5 students at the mean time. (The other's haven't arrived yet.)
I was noisy. HEHEHE.
I talked to the whole class sort of. 'Cause the ceiling fans were open but this floor fan wasn't. So I'm like, "buksan ko na ha. HEHEHE." Joke. I dunno. They didn't look at me badly at least so...it's all good I guess. I didn't make friends YET as much as Ara and I were tempted too. HEE.
And then, after a while. A girl with cropped colred hair came in. I NOTICE HER. Then...I guess she noticed me too. So she approached us and I'm like "Ate Patty!" (with a matching wave of my hand). HAHAHAHA.
So, yep. We're all classmates.
30 mins past 8:30, THE PROF ISN'T AROUND YET. And Ate Patty's like "we can leave already." (30-mintue-if-prof-doesn't-arrive-you-can-leave-now-and-do-whatever-you-want rule). And then Ara and I, being the scared shitless Freshmen that we are, didn't go with her. :))
We left soon afterwards though realizing it was pointless to stay.
We went to Palma hall to look for my next class' schedule which was TO BE ANNOUNCED PA LANG.
Upon finding it, we went up and checked the room. I found Monique inside one but, she's having her class so I couldn't wave "Hi!" and be all estatic. Hee.

Afterwards, Ara and I were sweating despite the nearness of the bldgs we went too.
Man, it was hot!
So we went back to our Comm 3 classroom, which was empty already with lights out and everything, and made ourselves feel better and cooler by sitting next to the electric fan I turned on earlier. HAHAHA. Evil Freshmen invasion.
JOKE.

So, next class na. KAS1. THE PROF WASN'T AROUND EITHER. This first day is getting pointless....

I MADE 3 FRIENDS! Clap, clap, clap. :))
Alyana, Sarah, and Cathlyn! :)
We just sat next to each other and declared to the world were freakin' lost freshmen. Joke.
HAHAHA.
We had lunch together and...I HAVE A STORY! (Like this isn't one)
We bought lunch from Casaa but there were no more table so went to the CAL bldg. and sat on the unoccupied chairs. In less than a minute a young boy approached us. A child. He was carrying a sack with empty bottles and asked for money. We said we'll give him food na lang. Candy. He didn't want it. Then his two siblings came towards us as well, they kept asking for food as well. And, it was just so awkward 'cause the 4 of us had lunch and everything and they didn't and it was just...
I gave them my whole meal. Just so they'd stop and for them to have something to eat.
BUTI NA LANG PINAGBAON AKO NG DADDY KO NG SANDWHICH. =)))))
But later on, huming pa rin sila AND THEY DIDN'T EAT THE VEGGIES. :(
I asked the girl to throw the plate and utensils in the trash can 'cause she just left it there. She obeyed me.
YAY.

So I ate my tuna sandwhich for lunch.

My last class was PE -street dance.
YANA R. AND I WERE LATE.
AND THE PROF MARKED IT. Huhuhu.
2 lates - 1 absence
2 abesences - I can't remember but it's definitely not nice!

At the end of the day, I hung out with AA people again. And, we skipped the dance concert because there were just a little too many freshmen to fit in their theater.
Hehehe.

I got home safe enough to type this.
BUT MAN, IT WAS TIRING!
The heat, the endelss walks, no breeze! :(

HAHAHA.

Can't wait for tomorrow!
I'd be having my major class, Geology, and Math 11.

See you all soon, I hope?

Love and gratitude (cheesy!),
Aien

So Long Sweet Summer

2010-06-06T13:19:00.004+08:00

My days are numbered.

In less than 24 hours, I will board a bus bound to tour me around the campus of my new school.

In less than 48 hours, a fresh school year officially starts for me, and a few others.

Soon, the countless hours I spend on the computer, using the internet, watching tv, and listening to the radio (yes, I have nothing more special to do than these) will be replaced by countless hours of commuting, walking, burning my butt-off sitting on a chair inside the respective classrooms of the different classes I'd be having, studying, studying, studying, and finally, getting my social life back in action because, I am once again in touch with the outside world. Ha!

I'm excited and nervous at the same time.

It would be too new, don't you think?

Everything would be too new except for a few familiar faces.

-unfinished-

"No one writes real letters anymore."

Firetruck Doki Doki - The All New Adventures of Us

Seth Cohen To Eyeliner Wearing Dark Band Vocalist

2010-06-03T03:37:00.004+08:00

I just watched Jennifer’s Body with my brothers, in the wee hours of the morning.

Incredible OST. :)

I must say, I found it a bit off to find Adam Brody, the boy played Seth Cohen, playing some eyeliner-wearing vocalist of a dark band. HAHAHA.

He must have grown out of his love for indie bands and decided to be in one instead. Ha!

Song/Artist

I’m Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You - Black Kids

Little Lover’s So Polite - Silversun Pickups

Urgent - Foreigner

Sacred Heart (sacre coeur) - It Dies Today

Through The Trees - Ryan Levine

One More Night - Ryan Levine

Celestial Crown - The Sword

New In Town - Little Boots

Teenagers - Hayley Williams

Time - Cute Is What We Aim For

The Celebrated Chopstick Waltz

I Can See Clearly Now - Screeching Weasel

Finishing School - Dashboard Confessional

867-5309/Jenny - James Keller

Kiss With A Fist - Florence and the Machine

New Perspective - Panic At The Disco

Death - White Lies

Violet - Hole

In The Flesh - Ryan Levine

Ready For The Floor - Lissy Trullie

Chew Me Up And Spit Me Out - Cobra Starship

Toxic Valentine - All Time Low

I like Chip's character. :)

My Loneliness Is Killing Me

2010-05-29T16:58:00.002+08:00

Hit Me Baby One More Time - Britney Spears

I don't even know if I got the title and the spelling of the artist correctly.

I'm so lonelyyy. :(

~~Hahaha. I have no freakin' social life. I feel...uninteresting. HAHAHA. Wth.~~

~~I'm emo. :))~~

I'm listening to Band of Horses' song, Factory.

The elevator in the hotel lobby has a lazy door
The man inside is going to a hotel room
He jumped out right after seeing just the very sight of me
Decided he better hike it to the second floor

It's temporary, this place I'm in
I permanently won't do this again
My belongings scattered all across the hotel floor

An hour later I was thinking it over by the snack machine
I thought about you and a candy bar
An hour later melon gum stuck between my teeth
I fell asleep to the greatest movie of the year

It gets lonely for heavens sake
Was wondering only what did you do today
The world is spinning round to an old sad love song

It's coming down outside like I've never even seen before
I fell into some kind of sorry state
But looking back now I think it's finally time for me to laugh about it
Get my things together and find something to say

Well I feel awful and I believe that time gets wasted in this misery
And darling I don't ever wanna come back home

Tuning My Emotions

2010-05-23T20:27:00.002+08:00

(currently: playlist)

Hi. :)

There are too many interesting stuff on the internet, don't you think?

Seriously.

I think I could spend more than 24 hours, burning my butt on this plastic seat, soaking myself with fashion, culture, photography, and music -even while updating my social life!- and not regret it.

I love the internet!

A School Visit, A Wistful Walk

2010-05-18T20:16:00.000+08:00

I walk past the hallway of the high school cafeteria; past the counter with granite tiles that used to hold our lunch food, even recess, and dismissal snacks. I walk past long aisle of wooden tables with wooden chair. The hallway seems endless but I reach the corner just in time. I turn to my right. A familiar brown gate greets me. Behind it are the Chem and Bio laboratories, dimmed. No lights are turned on.

I turn to my left and walk past these two rooms.

I almost reach the end when a cat walked by, purring and making cat sounds.

"Meow," it said.

It was the only sound that could be heard except for my muffled footsteps and the pitter-patter of water overflowing 3 floors above. (Did someone leave the tap open and forgot to close it? It's so ironic to see water being wasted within the premises of my old school.)

My old school.

I feel a pang of wistfulness rise within me like a bubble about to burst but, I repress it.

I give the room to my right a quick glance.

Both the room's doors are closed.

One always used to be open during the school year.

But the school year has ended.

I see the back of a teacher sitting inside. And an electric fan.

I don't know what made me do it but, I shy away. Fearing to be seen inside the school that used to be mine.

I turn to my left and climb the stairs.

Eager.

Too eager.

I reach the top of the first flight.

OHMYGOSH. It's my classroom. It's their classroom.

It's our lockerS!

I briskly walk towards the one labeled 26.

That pink rectangular door. How I seldom opened it.

It never even got to relish the taste of a rusty padlock.

I open it impulsively.

It's empty!

Ohmygosh. They took away all my things!

My leftovers, they're all gone!

(But what was I expecting?)

But they were trash. I made them clean up after the mess I left.

How shameful.

But the last time I checked, it wasn't empty. It had a carton box which once contained scraps of paper that held bundles of our legacy tickets together, some pairs of scissors, and a few colored paper clips.

I think I even left a couple of handouts for an absent classmate.

Now, the four walls of my locker is a spotless white, glaring at me; forcing its emptiness onto my face.

I shut the little pink door.

Clunk.

I look to my left.

Our class adviser's room.

It's door is shut. It's clean. It's empty.

No stack of paper on top of the cabinets to the right; no calendar pages on top of the desk...

Across me is our classroom.

I sneak a peek but the temptation is too hard to resist.

I had to go in.

So I did.

I feel claustrophobic.

It's so clean.

It's TOO clean.

Choke. Choke. Choke.

Where's the stash of clothing piling up to the left side of our now wiped clean blackboard?

Where are the smudged chalk writings on the blackboard which were traces of what were once written there and seemed impossible to erase?

Where's the chalk dust threatening to fill up the brown ledge drawers?!

Where's the countless Body Shop paper bags underneath the chalk ledge?

Where's the mess of the brown envelope crowded with missed LPs, activity sheets, quiz papers, and written reports (that I failed to distribute) on top of the teacher's table?

And, where's the brown cardboard box which no one ever admitted was hers but was filled with unclaimed PE shirts, "Iduyan Mo" costumes, and sheets and sheets of paper? Perhaps even books?

What's happened to our classroom?

I try to look around for whatever signs that we've once lived inside, within those 4 walls "with windows inside".

The cork board near the entrance and exit door is stipped naked.

How about the one near the blackboard?

I breathe out.

There are still bits and pieces there and I WANTED TO TAKE THEM OUT AND KEEP THEM WITH ME but, they looked too precious for that.

They're part of the classroom, I know that. I felt that.

I resist the urge to take down the strips of paper; those pieces of art created by no other than our class's Creative Committee.

The rules to be followed which never completely were is stapled there.

The "Class Schedule" with the casette tape drawing is there too while the real class schedule never really found its way to that board.

-Even during the school year.

I check the cabinets behind the blackboard.

Both are empty, except for the left one near the corkboard which is keeping a big bottle of Jergens lotion in tact.

(I wonder who owns that?)

I turn around.

The room is clean! Have I said that?

It wasn't a dream.

It wasn't a hallucination.

It wasn't my eyes playing tricks on me.

The armchairs are aligned properly; the floor are swept; the cabinets, the tables, the ledge, they're all empty.

Our room is clean!

I look up to the improvised "altar" on top of the blackbaord. Mama Mary's still there; praying over the next users of the room, I bet. Hopefully, even the previous ones.

Next to her statue is...our class candle!

OHMYGOSH. Can I at least take that home please? (The thought ran through my head quicker than a blink of an eye and it was screaming at me.)

It belongs to IsaOne truly.

It was handed over to me by Fr. Edwin himself, no Ms. Raquitico pala (my memory is failing me), during our retreat!

Can I at least keep that??

We'll light it up during our future class reunions and...

that candles is ours!

I wanted to take it.

I had a very strong urge to take it.

But the "small" inside me squirmed, "Wouldn't that be stealing?"

But it's our class candle.

The "big" inside me said, "Well, let's ask authority."

The image of our class adviser fly to my mind.

I go out of the room and walk up to hallway's end. Eager to find our motherly class adviser to ask permission.

I walk the complete length of the hallway but just had to stop by the announcement board across the room where we used to have our daily morning prayers.

It still has the "Congratulations" greeting of the sisters for our successful legacy.

It still has the list of the girls who signed up for their godparents-to-be for our Commissioning.

It still has these news/magazine articles that I never really read nor glanced at until now.

I rush down the flight of stairs, full of emotion, eager to write it all down.

So here it is, IsaOne.

I miss you all.

And our school too.

P.S. That class canlde I was talking about? I asked permission from Ms. Marah and took it home with me. It was too precious to leave behind because I know it is rightfully ours. And ours alone.

So, next time we meet again, just tell me ok?

I could bring the candle along and we could light it up together, yeah?

I love you IsaOne.

Your dear classmate and friend,

Aien

You Can't Make Up Your Mind, Mind, Mind, Mind, Mind

2010-05-17T14:08:00.004+08:00

Eenie Meenie - Sean Kingston ft. Justin Bieber

This song is just so catchy!

I'm still missing you, my dear blog.

~~I have no proper audience in tumblr. Lol.~~

Not that I have any here but, well. With blogger, there's no expectations. At least, from me there isn't any. *grins*

"Stop calling, stop calling."

Telephone - Lady Gaga

Neglect.

2010-05-15T16:34:00.003+08:00

To my dear online journal,

I have ~~ignored~~ and neglected you for the past asdfghjkl weeks and I honestly am sorry.

Tumblr have provided a hub for me to post countless inspirational photos and I just couldn't resist it though I have very few followers.

But see, tumblr's just a "photo hub" for me. Something like a portfolio.

The rest, specifically my writing is saved up solely for you my dear blog.

A lot has happened since I last posted.

I've watched a number of movies online, read a few more books (actually just one -Flowers for Algernon), finished the Vampire Diaries series, got myself registered in my future school, went to some of my friends' 18th birthday celebrations, watched a few more movies, watched the first episode of Skins season 4 but got too lazy to watch the rest, created a tumblr account (I am not turning my back on you though so don't worry), wrote quite a number of messages to my dear friends on Facebook, added some songs to my mixpod playlists, doodled and scribbled on my planner, created a bunch of new looks in my Looklet account, faithfully watched the latest episodes of Glee ever since it's 13th episode aired on global television, had Total Eclipse of the Heart Glee version as my LSS for days, HAD A HAIRCUT (last May 7, 2010), rewatched the episodes of a previous childhood anime series Cardcaptor Sakura!, ogled at major dream boys at this website...

OMG. 5-SECOND INTERRUPTION.

MY FRIEND JUST CALLED AND ASKED ME IF I'D BE GOING TO THIS FRIEND'S DEBUT.

I SAID YES.

SHE SAID, "SEE YOU LATER."

I'M LIKE, "WHY LATER?"

HER REPLY, "DIBA 16 NGAYON?"

ME, "OMGGGGG, NGAYON YON? OHMYGOOOD. I TOTALL FORGOOOOT LADILADILA."

So I have to log out right now.

LIKE NOW.

And make out whatever outfit I can with the things God blessed me with.

Ciao!

I'll catch up with you again next time!

With lots of love and panicky jitters,

Aien

Nowhere Boy

2010-05-05T16:47:00.002+08:00

I just watched this movie.

Really good one.

I love the plot and how the actors acted. ;)

Aaron Johnson, you made me love you in this movie.

You can act and sing.

Past 2a.m of 2 Days Ago

2010-05-05T13:02:00.002+08:00

Past 2 a.m.

I watched an Irish movie earlier this a.m. -around 1a.m. to be exact- entitled, Kisses.

Magical movie. Magical.

Just like sincere kisses, I guess.
How they feel...

Just like how that first kiss should feel.

I loved the movie because it was innocent, whimsical, honest, and simple.

I also love the symbolism of the colors of the movie.
How it started out in black and white, and then transitioned into a dull-shades-of-colors phase, and finally, into a full color perspective.
It returns to black and white though.
But you just know that somehow, something has changed within the protagonists.
That inside, they're still full of color.

So the story is about two young friends -around of 12 or 13. A boy, and a girl. Their family lives are "bleak", violent for the boy, unhappy for both. So, one day, they runaway after Kylie (the girl) finds a stash of money inside a shoe which is under the double deck bed where she is hiding from either her brother or father.

Dylan (the boy) decides to hit his father back when his father inflicts physical violence upon his mom and him. He hits him with this gameboy gadget he's playing with and actually wounds his father's left temple. His father chases after him immediately. Kylie, meanwhile, "hearing the neighbors", rescues Dylan who locks himself up in the washroom.

They runaway afterwards.
Just for a night

But, it was one hell of a night.
t was a night of both the "nice and the nasty" -to quote a review I read- but it was magnificent nonetheless.

Dylan's kiss on Kylie's cheek in the latter part of the movie was the best.
Their kiss was perfect.
It was innocent and well meant.

And altogether, their relationship was simple.
But you know it runs deep -that words need not explain it; just actions are enough.

Beautiful movie. Sweet and magical -but not overtly sweet.
Just the right amount of feel good movie that leaves a smile lingering across your face even after you've watched it.

P.S.P.P.S. Their Irish accent was extremely difficult to understand without the subtitles. Understanding their conversations was a failure for me but, though I only comprehended like, 1/3 of their conversations, you'd understand the movie enough to learn to love it.

Dazed & Confused

2010-04-28T01:09:00.002+08:00

What I found in the newsletters...

Dazed & Confused

LaGarconne

ENERGY!

2010-04-26T16:30:00.002+08:00

I Could Spend My Life In This Sweet Surrender

2010-04-26T15:28:00.004+08:00

Don't Want To Miss A Thing - Pomplamoose (Aerosmith Cover)

I Could Spend My Life In This Sweet Surrender

2010-04-26T15:28:00.001+08:00

Inbox, Cleared!

2010-04-26T14:06:00.002+08:00

Heyo.

I cleared my e-mail inbox, at last!

Well, what I meant was cleared it of unread newsletters from various sources I've subscribed too.

Lol.

Here're some interesting things I found:

Sucker Punch movie.

Neon Indian music.

Love In 45 Seconds

2010-04-24T13:07:00.001+08:00

This clip puts together the "Oliver and Bliss couple" scenes I love most.

And of course, the other scenes not involving both of them. ;)

Old School Television Shows

2010-04-24T03:39:00.001+08:00

Good times! :)

Watched the 1st episode on youtube. ;)

"I don't feel any pressure right now."

2010-04-23T10:17:00.001+08:00

And so goes the infamous answer of a former beauty pageant winner.

But, I did not entitle my post as such for no reasons because in truth, I actually feel like I'm under pressure.

I found this on the internet:

Walalang.

I felt pressured by the "can't wait to see their personal styles on the first day of school!" comment.

Lol.

I dunno. I just don't think I'm "fashionable enough" (what a silly thing).

Hee.

I have my style but...I guess it's simple compared to others. :D

Ohwell.

I'm excited for my pre-enlistment!

Fashion For Men

2010-04-22T14:16:00.002+08:00

Credits to: MensModelStalk

Whip It!

2010-04-22T13:00:00.003+08:00

Yesterday night, down to the first hour of the next day, my sister and I-and oh, my brother too,- watched Whip It.

I think I'm in love with Roller Derby (how'd ya spell it?)! Lol.

Hey, I must say, I really like how random Oliver and Bliss are together. The pool scene was perfect of course but...at the movie's end it got me confused how their relationship ended up...

Anyway, the movie's really funny.

I enjoyed it.

I love its soundtrack, the cinematography, the setting, and the costumes! :)

Must-watch.

Love,

Aien

Yes I Walk Around Somehow But You Have Killed Me

2010-04-21T19:12:00.003+08:00

You Have Killed Me by Morrissey

Things I Never Told (You)

I never told him...

Okay, so I'm trying to conjure this poem. Lol.

But, I'm still trying to figure out what situation would best fit how the poem would go.

So, I have to make up a story plot first before I go for it.

That poem is "under construction".

Anyway, I was progressive today and reliable! :)

I cleaned our house.

Well, sorta.

I swept the floor, and did a major overhaul at/in our terrace.

I'm proud.

Lol.

Now my arms are aching due to that little exercise. Lol.

I've adventures to talk about but really, I want to talk about it with someone who talks back so I'm not exactly referring to you my dear blog.

What you'd be hearing is perhaps the 3rd, 4th, or 5th -hand story. ;)

Suck it up.

Last April 17, I was supposedly going to SoFA's event with my sister. She was also going to meet up with a friend of hers who's auditioning for Magic's Junior Jock thing -which I wanted so badly to join but it was so last minute I wasn't able to come-up with the requirements.

We didn't go to the SoFA thing though. We just watched it from afar. Haha!

After waiting for my sister's friend and roaming around Bonifacio High while we're at it, the place we lastly hit was Fully Booked (home sweet home!). My sister and I spent quite a long time listening to cds on the 5th(?) floor.

The Gossip, Foo Fighters, Incubus...and, Kings of Leon.

We went to lower floors to read some books -she read Catching Fire which I'm trying to borrow from my friend who lent me the first installment to the series, The Hunger Games.

I read this 78-page book, The Savage by David Almond.

Here's how I summarized it in my own words. :)

The Savage by David Almond.

It's beautiful.
Perhaps the MOST unusual CHILDREN'S book ever. :))
For realz.

'Cause for a children's book, it's pretty dark. Hahaha!
But I like it.
It gave me goosebumps. That how beautiful it is.
Kasi, though it was bluntly narrated or blah, I felt like there was something deeper between the lines.
Wala lang.
Reading it was magical.
Hee.
:)

The story's about this young kid who had his father died.
And he was sick of the guidance counselor asking how he feels and telling him to just write down whatever he feels.

But he does write but not what the counselor told him to.
He creates this story about a savage kid.
Who was, SAVAGE.
:))
He didn't know how to speak and he wore chicken feather in his head and he had jeans on with his boxers peeking out a little.
He was topless and filthy and he lived inside a ruined chapel.
He kills people, eats their flesh and buries/throws them inside a deep pit.

The book itself told the stories simultaneously.
Like for the first chapter, it would be the boy narrating his story about the savage kid.
And then it would go back to the "real life" of the boy. And somewhere in that real life of his, he'd feel like continuing the story of the savage kid, so he does.

In the boy's story, he decided to include himself, his sister, this bully, and his mother.
Tas, somewhere along the way, the savage kids meets the bully from afar and he's disgusted by the kid.
But, the savage also sees the boy and his sister and he feels something else.
And he starts to feel something human inside him but he doesn't know just what it is.
So he goes one with his life.

One day, the boy, in his real life gets so pissed at the bully 'cause the bully mocks him even after his father's death.
So the boy writes about the savage kid.
By the way, the boy's name is Blue (I just remembered).
So Blue expresses his anger towards the bully by continuing the Savage Kid's story.

The savage kid decides to "hunt down" the bully. So he gets his axe and smells the air.
The bully has a disgusting smell.
The savage kid arrives at the bully's house and creeps up into his bedroom.
He raises his axe as the bully was sleeping but...he just couldn't do it. He felt something else.
So what he did, he just punched the bully in the nose until it bled and left through the window.

The next day, in Blue's real life, he comes across the bully and sees that he's nose and mouth is swollen.
And he starts to panic and worry.
But Blue tells the bully that he knows what's happened. That HE sent the savage kid to the bully's room to punch him and that.

Then Blue goes home.
He continues the Savage Kid's story and this time, the savage kid goes to their house while their all asleep and he goes into Blue's sister's (Jessica) room.
And the Savage Kid rubs Jessica's eyebrows with his hands, gently.
And he tries to sing to her but all that escapes his mouth are "augh, ugh, ah" because he can't speak.

In real life, Blue's mother goes into Jessica's room to find her dirty -traces of Savage Kid's filth.
And Jessica's saying stuff/words like what the savage kid says.
And Blue starts to question whether the Savage Kid is real.

So one day, he decides to go to the ruined chapel and find out for himself.
When he's inside, he finds the Savage Kid, who seems to be waiting for him too.
The Savage Kid lead Blue further inside and shows him a wall.
A wall with drawings.
A wall where Blue, his FATHER!, his mother, and his sister are drawn.
And in that wall it's like the Savage Kid drew Blue's life just like how Blue wrote the Savage Kid's life.
And they were just bound to meet.

Later in they're meeting, Blue would hear his dead father's voice whisper something to him.
And then he was outside the ruined chapel and it was all over.

And I guess, time moved on...and the story ended.

Oh wait, I remember how the story ended.
Kasi, in the story, his mom knew he was writing a story. (HAHA, story). Tas Blue would sometimes read snippets of it to his mom but he'd keep the rest which are darker in nature or the like.

The real ending of the book didn't stop at Blue's and Savage Kid's meeting.
The ending was when Blue decided to tell his mom about the book.
To tell everyone about the book.

So ayun, there came The Savage Kid by David Almond

Ewan ko. I just really found it beautiful and really meaningful.
Parang, it's like, for the boy, perhaps for the writer if the story's somewhat true to life, it meant something really big.
And that's what I'm happy about...
Hee. :D

Some lines I got:
"He led me further towards the fire, and by the low light of it I saw him face to face like a reflection. And he was just like me, only weirder and wilder and closer to some magic and some darkness and some dreams."

"In some weird way, the sadness helped us to get happy again."

Ha!

I copy-pasted that from my Facebook message to a friend.

Saves me time from narrating all over again.

By the way, I just completed my medical check-up for this coming school year at UP Health Services.

Ta-ta!

"Is it so wrong, to crave recognition?"

The Prayer by Bloc Party

Boy Crazy

2010-04-20T01:28:00.003+08:00

So I'm all giddy that I finally found out the name of this model I found in Kai Z Feng's flickr.

I saw him before already but never really found out what his name was and...never really tried to find out what it was.

But, I went to Kai Z Feng's flickr once again and came across the same photo.

With my sister's help I discovered his name is Clement Poinas. ;)

Here's the photo that made me melt:

Editor's Pick

2010-04-18T18:19:00.000+08:00

I love the new one at Looklet!

And Our Love Could Have Soared

2010-04-18T17:39:00.002+08:00

I Still Remember by The Bloc Party

I'm not exactly sure.

My friend and I have this thing for the beautiful kind of sad, the tragic kind of beautiful, the achingly beautiful, the broken, the fragile, yet, while at it, remains beautiful.

I dunno if this is something along those lines.

I don't think so.

It's just, sad. Sad that it's depressing.

The only thing that kept me going until the book's end was that tiny spark of hope within me for the possibility of a happy ending.

All throughout the story was just full of horrible things happening to a fourteen year old boy.

But heck, I was warned by the book's summary at the back of the paperback cover wasn't I? So I shouldn't really complain.

His parents were splitting up, his sister has a some major eating disorder issues, and well, he just decided to disappear somewhere in the middle of it all.

Not literally, figuratively.

He just decided to be invisible and he struggling internally

and I don't know if I was just trying so hard to find myself in the boy

'cause I guess I did, just a little bit.

In the part where he just played in the background, being observant...trying to fix things when in fact he hasn't been living his life.

He was just being passive.

The only part where we aren't the same I guess, is the part when he acknowledges that he's allowed himself to be invisible for quite a long time and it's time to actually live an un-invisible life.

Reminds me, The Perks of Being A Wallflower (Ayna, I beg you to read this).

This and that book have similarities, I must say.

Enough ranting, moving on...

Did the book have a happy ending though?

The ending left too many rooms for possibilities.

But I guess, that spark of hope became something that is a just little bit more than a spark.

Which could leave me at ease at least.

Still, it wasn't an explosion.

"Standing on the edge of safe."

The Con by Tegan and Sara

No Title For This

2010-04-16T13:59:00.002+08:00

YES! :))

Kiss, Kiss, Kiss.

Levi's F/W '09

Bromance

Forever Young

Uniqlo

Ripped Slashed Studded Pinned

"Nothing thrills us anymore."

Boring - The Pierces

Screaming Francisco Lachowski!

2010-04-16T13:49:00.002+08:00

And We Shone Like A Star And We Blinded Who Stared

2010-04-15T23:47:00.002+08:00

A Brief History of Love - The Big Pink

Tonight I Can Write
Pablo Neruda

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

I guess you can say I'm in the mood for ~~emo~~ sad.

Hahaha!

I love broken, fragile, tragic things.

Well, beautifully broken, beautifully fragile, beautifully tragic things.

"It's up to you to lend me your heart."

A Brief History of Love - The Big Pink

I've A Date On The 17th!

2010-04-13T13:21:00.001+08:00

Don't You Ever Get Too Far From Me

2010-04-13T01:29:00.003+08:00

I.....I'm speechless.

I couldn't find the proper words to write, the proper words to use, the proper words to express.

Always like this when I'm trying to deal with the emotions.

Always like this.

Sorry, I'm so broken and disturbed.

It'll be only for a while.

Nurse me.

I just love sarcasm.

DON'T YOU?

Things Not Seen

Andrew Clements

Let's start with...the quotes maybe?

The last one to to start with?

there are mirrors in my house. i remember them. i still touch them. smooth and cold. i used to look. all the time. people do that. not just me. its true. store windows. little mirrors in cars. makeup mirrors. anything that reflects. and not just girls. everybody. all the time. to remember what they look like. to make sure they don't disappear. like maybe they're already gone.

i was almost gone bobby. i was almost all the way disappeared. i couldn't remember if i was real. i couldn't see who could love me. i couldn't see anything there to love. i couldn't find a reflection. anywhere. i needed a mirror so bad.

and that was you bobby. invisible mirror. i see me. i see you.

love alicia

That letter broke my heart.

And even before that letter, my heart was already breaking into pieces except, it was still put together.

I tried to keep it together because I knew I still had to brace myself for the more difficult part. That part which I just surrender to.

I'm facing my fears now.

The fear of too much emotions.

I should stop trying to get over it so quickly.

I should...take a breath and, take it slowly.

Assess it, feel it, devour it.

Complete surrender.

Beautiful.

I realize, I don't have to put into words everything that I'm feeling all at once.

Because words just can't beat experience.

I'm actually...proud that I've used less words here.

Compared to my previous post.

I think it means that I'm handling it better.

Or then again it could mean that I'm being evasive about it all.

Trying to avoid assessing what I feel by now expressing it in words.

But, like I said, words just can't beat experience.

Aaand, I'm savoring the experience all right?

Deal with.

I want to be a writer one day and make people feel the way I do.

But, I hope they handle it better than me. :)

Love,

Aien

Looklet Inspired

2010-04-11T20:20:00.001+08:00

Got these from Looklet!

My, I miss blogging. ;)

To The Jukebox Bars You Frequent

2010-04-05T20:12:00.002+08:00

Make Damn Sure - Taking Back Sunday

(That is such an overused song for a title -at least for me.)

I haven't blogged in a while.

I'm in desperate need of a fashion escapade.

I've run out of AA batteries to power my Canon camera enough that I'll be able to take even just one shot of my outfit for the day ...not that I've been going out much. Lol.

Well, ~~straight~~ after graduation (gee, I didn't even blog about it like it wasn't worth it!), my friends and I went to Calatagan, Batangas.

Hmm...not really straight, straight after graduation.

Perhaps, many hours after it to be exact.

Our graduation finished at around 8pm, I think?

My friends and I left at around 5am.

After we got a ~~enough~~ sleep.

OH MY. I JUST GOT DISTRACTED.

Wouldn't tell you why.

I'll finish my story next time.

Meanwhile, feed on the picture above.

I need to write my friend a love letter.

Kisses, hugs...

Aien

"Come out and play."

Her Name Is Alice by Shinedown

The Plaid Idea

2010-03-24T17:31:00.003+08:00

(And I'm not referring to our school newspaper)

I'm saying goodbye to the plaid skirt, made up of blue, yellow, green, and red lines.

The plaid skirt that I all to familiar with for I have been wearing for almost 13 years in my 17 years of existence.

Today is the last day that I'm going to wear it.

...but perhaps, if the occasion would call for it, I'd have to wear it again. Perhaps during a reunion, perhaps as a costume to some certain event that asks you to wear your gradeschool or highschool uniform.

I'm saying goodbye to it.

It's time to lay it aside and just look at it wistfully, reminiscently.

It will hold too much memories of me.

Too much.

And I'm glad I have it to remind me of the past, the present, and what will be in the future.

I will be graduating in less than 24 hours, by 6-7pm of tomorrow.

I will be "unleashed" tomorrow, after years of waiting but also, after years of transformation and, transfiguration.

"I guess sometimes we both loose our minds."

The Poison - The All-American Rejects

And Your Past-Times, Consisted of the Strange, and Twisted, and Deranged

2010-03-20T23:58:00.001+08:00

Destructive Love.

2010-03-20T22:00:00.007+08:00

Books are deadly weapons which could render you dead.

Lol.

I'm just kidding.

I am unquestioningly disturbed by unhappy endings.

At least, by this one in particular.

Seriously.

I just can't handle the emotions it potrudes within the walls of my fragile heart.

It seems to heavy to carry at the moment.

...and what makes it worse is I do not know how I'd deal with all these (emotions).

......and worst is that I'd have to buy the book that would render the ending complete ('cause, unfortunately, it's a series -and to really finish or complete the story would require me to buy the next book which I have no money for at the moment but which I want to read NOW because the urgency just calls for it. Also, the person I want to talk to the most about it -not simply because she lent me the book I just read but because (as I'd like to believe) we have a different way of discussing and conversing about things which keeps our relationship sufficiently "healthy" and just plain wonderful!- is hard to contact during the weekend!)

By the way, I have a habit of using words whose meanings I'm not extremely sure of when I'm in a state like this. The spur of the moment just brings them about so spontaneously I can't help but let the words flow out without caution nor means of prevention.

Insert a very long and heavy sigh here -and imagine the matching expression- here!

I'm in a fury of emotions right now and I'm working on it such that I won't only keep the emotions at bay, still having traces of it within the walls of my bursting heart, but rather, in such a way that the feelings roused up by reading the book would only seem like a reminiscent evanescent distant memory of the past that I look back at wistfully.

I wish that would happen now.

That the emotions would be soothed by now.

I can still feel traces of it lingering in the depths of my heart.

It's all there, swimming around, surfacing and resurfacing.

Trying to make themselves distinct while I battle all of out by the defense mechanism of repression ...even before I fully acknowledge what they are, even before I actually discern what they could be

This has always been my problem, trying to identify what I'm feeling.

I don't even try to identify it because of fear of recognition and the revelation it would bring about.

As I said, I try to supress it even before it it makes it self known.

I guess, you could say, I try to kill the symptoms first to prevent the forthcoming of the real "illness" itself; to prevent it from even coming to its full blow.

I wouldn't want that.

I can't even handle the symptoms.

What more the real thing?

It'd kill me.

(Ok, those words seem harsh. I don't mean it in the literaly sense. I'm not suicidal. Don't worry. I just know deep down though that it would send me to a real panic.)

*Sigh*

I'm partially happy that I am able to put into words the aftermath reading books usually affect on me.

For so long I did not even attempt doing so out of doubt that I would ever find the most appropriate words. And perhaps, because most times, it wouldn't come to me as spontaneously as it did tonight.

Thank you, God.

I'm in desperate need of music.

It's the only medicine to my chaotic emotions.

Beautiful song:

Inspect the lyrics:

It's raining today
The blinds are shut
It's always the same
I tried all the games
that they play
But they made me insane

Life on tv
It's random
It means nothing to me
I'm writing down
What I cannot see
Wanna wake up in a dream

Oh
They're telling me
its beautiful
I believe them
but will I ever know
The world behind my wall
Oh
The sun will shine
like never before
One day I will be
ready to go
See the world behind my wall

Trains in the sky
Are travelling
through fragments of time
They're taking me to
parts of my mind
That no one can find

I'm ready to fall
I'm ready to crawl
on my knees to know it all
I'm ready to heal
I'm ready to feel

Oh
They're telling me
it's beautiful
I believe them
but will I ever know
The world behind my wall
Oh
The sun will shine
like never before
One day I will be
ready to go
See the world behind my wall
See the world behind my wall
See the world behind my wall
See the world behind my wall

I'm ready to fall
I'm ready to crawl
on my knees to know it all
I'm ready to heal
I'm ready to feel

Take me there!
Take me there!
Take me there!

Oh
They're telling me
it's beautiful
I believe them
But will i ever know
The world behind my wall

Suits perfectly a nuts like me.

"One day I'll be ready to go see the word behind my wall."

World Behind My Wall - Tokio Hotel

You Can't Capture Beauty In A Picture

2010-03-20T01:58:00.003+08:00

...sometimes, you just have to see it for yourself.

LOL.

So..., I feel ~~pretty~~ tonight (and I'm not sarcastic!). Teehee!

Forgive me. This seldom happens so, give me this chance.

Tonight, another débutante shined and was celebrated.

I attended a debut tonight, all made-up, wearing a (thrifted) white layered chiffon tube dress and the pair of heels I once wore to my prom.

...and I'm kinda frustrated that I can't take a picture of me (and perhaps upload it on my Lookbook account!) because our camera ran out of batteries (it's AA-batt powered).

I'm not to coherent to talk to anymore.

Time to unmask myself.

The clock has struck 2 hours past midnight.

I must go to bed.

G'night!

LoveTextures

2010-03-14T08:42:00.003+08:00

So I'm looking up high resolution textures for these two posters I'm making and came across this beautiful images (or textures if you want to call it that):

It's from LoveTextures -whose site I found out about through HRT.

Inspirational!

Feel Good Song

2010-03-13T18:27:00.002+08:00

Save Me, Save Me From Myself

2010-03-13T17:40:00.005+08:00

Help Me - Alkaline Trio

Hi.

The lack of something makes you feel lonesome, inadequate, ...not good enough.

It makes it hard for you to feel like you belong.

It makes it hard for everybody, especially those who are suffering with you.

But it doesn't help ease the burden even if someone else is carrying the same load as yours -even if most probably, theirs is heavier.

Somehow, your selfishness makes it difficult for you to understand and adjust.

You, could only be hopeful.

Hopeful,

...and faithful.

I love the Lord,
He is filled with compassion
He turned to me on the day that I called,
from the snares of the dark,
Oh Lord, save my life,
be my strength.

Inspiring picture of the day:

Here are more inspiring pictures for the day:

Pictures are from Looklet Mag, category: Editor's Pick

"I got to turn this thing around."

Shattered - O.A.R.

Inspiring.

2010-03-12T05:35:00.003+08:00

This is one of the most inspiring videos I've ever watched. It's not so recent anymore but I still like it anyway.

I love the atmosphere of the video, the setting, the quality, the styling! ;)

"Here comes the feeling you thought you've forgotten."

Horchata - Vampire Weekend

Damaging Awkwardness

2010-03-11T19:25:00.002+08:00

Boys Don't Cry - Plumb

Ola! :)

I haven't really got the chance to post what I ought to yesterday. Lol.

So, aside from the inspirational pictures, there are still some other stuff I wanted to share. *winks*

March 7, 2010 made it official.

We're done with our academics.

Oh geez, you cannot imagine how much load was taken off my shoulder just by saying that!

Finally!

I'm still stressing over some other stuff though. HAHA.

Like our clearance and Yearbook stuff but, I shall do these responsibilities joyfully, yeah?

Anyway, we had a culminating activity yesterday (that was what I wanted to tell you about) which was very much enjoyable despite the excessive heat that is burning all things within our country. Lol.

OHMY.

I cannot believe it. HAHAHA.

I've got 138 looks in Looklet already? IM POSSIBLE!

I shall share some with you, yeah?

These will be my farewell for the meantime. ;)

All The Souls That Would Die Just To Feel Alive

2010-03-09T18:23:00.002+08:00

Starlight by Muse

Inspirational photos of the day:

Backstage Beauty

Sunbelt

Dolce Vita

The Alexander Wang Gang (so apt!)
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Really, these photos from Ssense are just so inspiring!

160g magazine's March/April issues is out! CLIIICK.

Content:

The 40 Looks For Summer 2010 by Eric Sposito (click the picture!)

I actually can't even choose which picture among the collection to post here to make sure that I'd entice you to see it!

Additional inspirational photos from Urban Outfitters Spring 2010:
Love, love love!

A follow-up post about my random today is to follow. It's less interesting than this one. Lol. ;)

To The Jukebox Bars You Frequent

2010-03-07T03:04:00.001+08:00

MakeDamnSure - Taking Back Sunday

Daydreaming is my best hobby.

I remember days but mostly nights that I can't and would not go to sleep without conjuring my own fairytale inside my head -even if my eyelids are on the brink of collapsing already.

I miss writing. I miss being imaginative.

I miss days when I got so creative that I marveled at my capability and potential to produce something beautiful.

There's this unexplainable feeling that conjures itself when you create something beautiful.

I ~~bet~~ you agree with me.

For almost half the day, I worked on my computer class project.

An online portfolio of "yourself".

As I understood it, you could put anything you want that interests you.

So I put my interests: fashion, music, and writing.

I looked and scanned through my previous literary works to find parts which I could include in my site; and as I browsed through my writing, I missed the days when I would think of the continuation of the story I started writing, I would think of where I would pick up from what I left.

I have lost my creativity and imagination to self-doubt, fear, and laziness.

Things should change.

Things, should change.

A preview (click away):

P.S. I'm planning to change my layout soon. I'm inspired.

I hope my inspiration will last!

"And we lay, we lay together just not

too close, too close... (How close is close enough?)"

MakeDamnSure - Taking Back Sunday

With Just Half of a Sunburn

2010-02-26T19:26:00.004+08:00

Daylight - Matt & Kim

A Facebook message to a friend:

Cause I Just Gotta Give You Messages Even If They Aren't In Post-Its. ;)

HI AYNA! :)

I forgot to share this with you earlier.
I love Matt and Kim, a duo band -did I say that correctly?

I found out about them in Playlist.com -they're cd was sort of featured and I just immediately fell in love with their upbeat songs which are full of energy!
Srsly.
Matt and Kim are an energetic bunch! (Though it's actually just the two of them). Honestly, just watching their videos is enough to put me on a high. Lol.

Matt's movements are just divine! I mean, he's so full of energy (I know I've been using that word but I think it's the most appropriate!)
And Kim's smile is just super(superb!) and beautiful.
Can't help but smile too. ;)
And I still need to look it up but I think they're a couple.

Check them out! :)

P.S. I crush, adore, and love Matt! :"> I srsly do. Watch their videos, listen to their music, I'll think you'll agree.

P.P.S. I did my research, it's confirmed! They're a couple! :x

P.P.P.S. They're INSPIRATIONAL

SUPER P.P.P.P.S. The video attached, is crazy! Watch it. aaaand, visit my most recent blogpost. It's about them. It has the other things I want to show you but unfortunately can't do so here in facebook! Limited. Lol. Oorr, I can post in it my comments. ;))

I actually posted their "Daylight" video recently. Maybe, 5 days ago? I'm not sure..
Here're some photos of them (I don't own any of these):

Others:

MTV Shows

CLICK.

Anyway, our days as Seniors in my school are narrowing at quite a fast rate. Next week, Friday, we'll be having our first set of quarterly tests already -and we just started the fourth quarter! Phew. Time does fly!

"Here comes the night time."
Daylight - Matt and Kim

My Heart Needs A Love Dance

2010-02-25T16:58:00.002+08:00

Laura Palmer's Prom - You Say Party! We Say Die!

Sing with me tonight
Love in a room alright
Dance to your heart's delight
Dance up a storm tonight

'Cause my heart needs a love dance
My heart needs a love dance
Could your heart use some romance
'Cause my heart needs a love dance

I wrap my arms around you and pull you to my chest
Narrow is the doorway when I will attest
That I am for you, you're not ever alone
Words in these moments, forever untold

'Cause my heart needs a love dance
My heart needs a love dance
Could your heart use some romance
'Cause my heart needs a love dance

My heart needs a love dance

My heart, my heart, my heart

I run away, I run away, I run away

"Hoping to be found."

The Chance - Hundred Reasons

This Is The Chance I've Taken

2010-02-23T18:58:00.003+08:00

The Chance - Hundred Reasons

Hi, readers. :)

It's been a typical school day -with not much homeworks. *winks*

We do have a mid-quarter test scheduled for tomorrow as well as an oral expression to deliver but...that has been announced almost a week ago so by now, I should be prepared for both already.

But I'm not.

And I'm still procrastinating doing so.

I just wanted to drop by and say hi so this will sum up my post for the day:

"When we learn how to fly,
We forget how to walk
When we learn how to sing,
We don't wanna hear each other talk
When we know what we want,
We forget what we need
When you find who you are,
You forget about me."

The Finish Line by Train

I've got to say, those last two lines are one of the saddest lines I've ever found in a song.

Ciao!

"Smother me."

The Used

The Only Exception - Paramore

2010-02-21T13:29:00.002+08:00

Tumblr Is Just Not My Hub

2010-02-18T17:24:00.004+08:00

Srsly.
Blogger is more of my hub than any other "portfolio"-ish website out there. Lol.
When I've enough money, I'd buy my own domain. SERIOUSLY.
I want my own site as in like... http://myowntitlehere.com
IT ENDS WITH (.com), YEAH? No unnecessary words that I don't want there. Just simply, the url I want for my site, plus the one-syllable domain, yeah?

I decided to open the scary bulk of e-mails I haven't opened yet. Most of them are newsletters from websites I subscribed to.
Here're some finds:

Alyssa Norton Neon Speckled Bracelet

Peter Jensen show, from Stylesightings

WhoWhatWear

A.P.C. Bag with Chain Handle
(I just cannot resist chain bags/shoulder bags -with long straps.)

MARC by MARC JACOBS Totally Turnlock Sasha Messenger Bag
(I told you so.)

Inspirational! Click the picture for the page link.

Topshop's Unique SS10 Collection.
OMG.
Perfection. It's sooo me! Lol. (I sound like a perky teenager.)
I love every piece in this collection.

Click the pictures for the link:

Or better yet, view the show! CLICK.

You Leave Without A Trace

2010-02-16T15:30:00.002+08:00

Just For Tonight - One Night Only

Ola!

Today is another half-day of school -shortened periods, 30 minutes per subject- which is just bliss.

(Oh happiness!)

They seem to give more homeworks but I don't mind because I have more time to do them and still include some rest periods in between (like now!).

I'm planning to change my blog layout. It's not pleasing to me anymore.

Hm...I shall really download or install Dreamweaver in this laptop already -that is, if my sister would allow me. Lol.

I'd need it anyway for my Computer class.

Sigh.

I'm counting down the days (not literally!) until our final exams. The word final couldn't be more true. It would indeed be my final exams for my entire high school life.

Sigh (again).

Anyway, I'm not that "inspired" for the past days -who knows, maybe it's been months. My writing's crappy, I haven't delved much into my interests (the newsletters in my e-mail are neglected!) because I attend to school-related stuff first. Ha!

Shall I tumblr?

I Like You So Much Better When You're Naked

2010-02-15T20:22:00.002+08:00

Ida Maria

"These girls fall like dominos."

"I bet you look good on the dance floor."

Arctic Monkeys

Send Me A Love Note

2010-02-14T02:15:00.006+08:00

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

I send my love to each and everyone of you.

*sigh*

So I'm celebrating SAD (single-awareness day) very early today -it's actually just 2am in the morning!- by watching P.S. I Love You (2007).

I'm such a crybaby! HAHA. I had my nose running almost throughout the whole movie. Lol.

The movie's beautiful.

Again, I'm not one for describing in the detail the definition of beautiful in my context. You just have to experience it for yourself to understand.

By the way, I love the movie's OST -I'm making a playlist of it right now but the songs are incomplete and I haven't finished it yet- and the quotable lines too! :)

The following are according to the movie credits.

Love You 'Till The End - The Pogues

Trouble - Greg Dulli & Kerry Brown

Lloyd, I'm Ready To Be Heartbroken - Camera Obscura

The South Wind (Courtesy of APMusic)

Fairytale of New York - The Pogues ft. Kirsty MacColl

Safe And Sound - Nick Pagliari

Everything We Had - The Academy Is..

Heartbeat At The Center Of The World - Joan Jones

Fortress - Hope

Love You 'Til The End - Gerard Butler and Nancy Wilson

The Man That Got Away - Judy Garland

Got Me Like Oh - Gia Farrell

Cupid Shuffle (Solitaire Mix) - Cupid

In The Beginning - The Stills

It's A Long Way To Tipperary (Courtesy of Opus 1 Music)

No Other Love - Chuck Prophet

Mustang Sally - Gerard Butler

Get Off - Hilary Swank

The Last Train Home - Ryan Starr

Love You 'Til The End - Hilary Swank and Nancy Wilson

More Time - Needtobreathe

Take It All Back - The Revs

Hat Fulla Sand - Nancy Wilson

Rewind - Paolo Nutini

The Galway Girl - Gerard Butler, Nancy Wilson, Craig Bartok and Julian Bunetta

Steps (from Now Voyager -courtesy of Warner Bros. Pictures)

Carousel - Laura Izibor

In A Swingin' Mood - Curt Sobel and Gary Schreiner

My Sweet Song - Toby Lightman

P.S. I Love You - Nellie McKay

If I Ever Leave This World Alive - Flogging Molly

Same Mistake - James Blunt

The following quotes are not in arranged in a chronological order:

Patricia: I bet you've had a hard time walking into a room full of people on your own, right? Yeah. I know that. I know what it is not to feel like your in the room until he looks at you or touches your hand or even makes a joke at your expense, just to let everyone know... you're with him. You're his.

Patricia: So now, all alone or not, you gotta walk ahead. Thing to remember is if we're all alone, then we're all together in that too.

Patricia: You know the worst thing for a parent... second after losing a child? Watching your child head for the same life you had. You can't stop it. It's a terrible, helpless feeling. Makes you angry all the time. And I've been angry. For a very long time. I'm exhausted.

There are other sweet stuff said by Gerry (Gerard Butler) but I don't want to enumerate them all. You'd have to know the moment when he actually said that for you to understand. Haha.

P.S. The Irish culture (and accent!!) was lovely.

ANYWAY, we watched Percy Jackson and The Olympians: The Lighting Thief in the cinemas a while ago. It was awesome! Very cool movie effects and very interesting story plot! I haven't read the book though, mind you. It would be my pleasure to be able to get the chance to read it.

I love the movie. I enjoyed it -except for the parts wherein some scenes were very slightly cut -as in, it was like 1 to 2 seconds ahead or something. Geez, it gets annoying when that happens.

Hmm, that's all for now I guess.

I have less than 2 months of school left.

I can't wait to graduate!

Little Girl, You're In The Middle Of The Ride

2010-02-10T18:32:00.002+08:00

Everything, everything, will be just fine.

Everything, everything, will be all right.

The Middle - Jimmy Eat World

Hullo! :)

We had our talk on Human Sexuality and College Life for the whole day today.

It was both an entertaining and learning experience.

Our school invited some people to speak for the earlier part of the talk (human sexuality) and then in the latter part of the talk which is about college life, a number of alumni from our school shared their experiences from the universities they now study in (UP, Ateneo, DSLU, and UST in particular).

It was really enlightening and it motivated me further to look forward to college -with all the ups and downs it's accompanied with.

I can't believe the fact that in last than 2 months, I will be leaving my school campus. Farewell, Assumption, hello UP! Haha. I think I'm more or less 99% decided on which school to go to... I'm glad of that.

My English and Filipino written expressions are very timely. Both have the same topic which, if summed up in simple terms, is about being grateful to your school and what you intend to do with the education you gained once you're out of its boundaries. *sigh* It makes me somehow melancholic...

Perfect mood to write my essays! Lol.

Ta-ta.

My goodbye song to you:

Daylight by Matt and Kim

Inspiring

2010-01-31T15:28:00.000+08:00

I find this photo inspiring.

Screw the sex word written on it.

Concidences In The Middle Of The Day

2010-01-31T14:38:00.002+08:00

Hey.

It's funny how something so simple and unexpected can make you smile idiotically.
I was browsing my newsletters in my e-mail and I came across VMAN17 so I checked it out.
I saw this article about a band called The Drums.
I decided to check their MySpace and the first song on their playlist, Let's Go Surfing, is this song I've been hearing from this particular radio station and I just could get the artist, nor the song title -since the radio station DJs rarely mention these details-, nor the lyrics! Lol.
But I'm ecstatic I now finally know what it is.
Click the picture! It's the link to the mag. The article's on page 46.

I love their sorta "editorial".

Yesterday, I went to a meeting of all legacy committee heads held in our school. I rode public transportation to go there but somewhere along one of my stops, I decided to hitch a ride with a classmate. I waited at a cafe...here's the SMS msg I composed in my phone:

Pretending to text...

I look ridiculous while waiting inside and undiscovered/underground cafe that's playing good relaxing music -a cd of Death Cab for Cutie. I buy the cheapest drink they offer -an 8oz. bottle of orange juice -0r was it mango? I had finished drinking it for quite some time now I can't remember what flavor I bought. It's time to go now, I think. The employees are probably mad at me now -mad on the inside, cool on the outside. Time to go, ta-ta!

Well, that's pretty much what I said to myself during those 15-20 minutes.

OH GEEZ, model crush alert: Paolo Anchisi

Here are some photos of him from VMAN's fashion editiorial, The Outsiders.

(farthest right)

(right)

(left -gorgeous!)

I have a thing for moles. Serious.

...and curly hair. :)

And then there's Douglas Neitzke:

Awesome shot from 160 Grams magazine's editorial, The Super Eros

I guess my post's alter-title could be: A Tribute To Men Magazines and Male Models

Haha!

I'm currently viewing back issues of magazines.

Look what I came across with...

...the boys of Skins! Luke, Ollie and Jack.

Color Me Bad editorial (Spring 2009, Issue#13)

VMAN's first issue:

Ciao!

Music Videos

2010-01-30T10:05:00.002+08:00

I'm updating my Mixpod playlists with both old and new songs.

Here are some videos I came across with:

Send My Love To The Dance Floor

2010-01-29T19:49:00.005+08:00

Wow.

I haven't posted for quite some time now.
It has been pretty hectic lately.

We had our 3rd quarterly tests last week and the Academic Week this last week of January.
Geez, February's coming too soon.

The preparation for our legacy concert is at its peak at the moment. We're cramming almost everything in one month (January) and, I must say, we're working well under pressure -though we most probably look stressed and harassed at the moment. Lol. But, we're all too idealistic (at least I like to believe we are) to think negatively. This holds true for me, at most. ;)

The frequency of our dance practices this week is increasing at quite a rate. Hahaha! Kidding. I'm just exaggerating quite-ly. Lol.

What my horoscope says is very timely. Hahaha! We were discussing our costume for our dance genre (sexy/jazz) just a little earlier.

Anyway, a lot's happened since the last time I posted, we had our annual school fair last January 8-9. I believe it was awesome (except catching booths is one item included in my pet peeves list).
I loved my 2nd-fair-day outfit. Lol. I had my picture taken by a friend but I haven't retrieved the photo from her. I shall post once I have it. ;)

Hmm...my mail's flooded with these newsletters I've subscribed too. I sorted through them and found some inspirational photos:

"We are people who want to play dress-up all day--we don't want to know about all the pain in the world." - Publicist/Reality-TV star/author Kelly Cutrone on the fashion industry to New York Magazine

Can You Feel It? Can You Feel It? Rushing Through Your Head, Rushing Through Your Head

2010-01-16T23:25:00.002+08:00

Rush - Aly & AJ

I'm totally loving listening to their songs at this exact moment.
Awesome videos too match with!

"Caught in the moment."
Chemicals React - Aly & AJ

New Site To Watch Out For

2010-01-15T23:50:00.001+08:00

Well...it's not exactly new as in it was just created. It's new meaning, newly discovered by me. HAHAHA.]

Another Love!

2010-01-15T22:18:00.001+08:00

LINK!

Cheap Monday Paper Cup Necklace
(absolutely adorable!!!)

Love!

2010-01-15T21:53:00.002+08:00

Proenza Schouler Cutout Lace-Up Sandal

Jil Sander Cutout Flat

Mulberry The Alexa

Tsumori Chisato Paradise Girls Print Dress

3.1 Phillip Lim Off Shoulder Ruffle Blouse

3.1 Phillip Lim Patchwork Asymmetrical Cardigan

I Will Always Love You

2010-01-11T19:24:00.000+08:00

Love Song - The Cure

I cannot find the cover sung by a girl and boy...and it's not Jack Off Jill. Pssh.

This is my 200th post! :)

Burberry Campaign (making)

My, such gorgeous boys they have here: Alex Watson and George Craig! :)

Here's some of the pics:

(favorite!)

Don't Waste Your Time On Me You're Already The Voice Inside My Head

2010-01-01T19:41:00.010+08:00

Miss You - Blink 182

Cheers 2010!

Before I write a love letter to the year which preceded you, I wish to write one first to my ever trusty online journal, my blog, The Starry-Eyed Scorpio.

Dear Scorpio,

Thank you so much for witnessing the year 2009 with me.

Thank you for witnessing my new fashion, music, and culture discoveries, and allowing me to share them with the rest of the cyber world. You made no complaints whether I flooded you with so much posts in a day, or when I abandoned you when I haven't much to share.
Thank you for being so ~~darn~~ understanding.

Here's my ode to you and 2009:
And a simple gift, a new layout. I hope you like it as it will be your skin for the following 3 months when I will be too busy facing my last many fears as a high school senior student (it makes me darn anxious and jittery!).

Love,

Your Author

As for 2009...

Wow.
You've been one-heck-of-a-ride haven't you? You were full of surprises, both good and bad but, I must say, you passed by too quickly. You gave me too little time to grasp moments and events in my daily life. When I look back at you, I remember countless anxious and restless days...

Why am I looking back at 2009 like this? It's like...it ~~never~~ was happy. :|
Wrong move.
Well, I don't really have a knack for remembering specific happenings. I always remember things in a general sense. Lol. I never delve in to deep, I just...wade in the surface, yeah?
It's easier that way -you don't get too attached.

Geez, I'm becoming overly melancholic here.

But, of course, there were unforgettable happy moments. Simple joys I spent with my loved ones, my classmates and friends, my barkada, and lastly, my family. :) I cannot enumerate every single moment I've spent with them that are no comparison to other things. (So abstract, geez..)

Hmm.., I have another full year ahead of me at least.
I'm looking forward to you 2010. (I'm excited to go into college!)
Please be better.
I love you.

"Here's to the nights we felt alive."
Here's To The Night - Eve 6

Cheers To 2010!

2009-12-31T14:37:00.001+08:00

Well, in less than 24 hours, that is. :)

So what's the big deal with the new year coming up?

Hmm...as the word new obviously indicates, it's time to begin once again, to start over. It feels like you can put this one whole year behind you, almost forget every memory you don't want to remember, and keep with you those you want to treasure and take with you in this coming new year..

I'm looking forward to 2010.

It feels fresh. ;)

I'm loving Dashboard Confessional's new album but, I haven't exactly given it a listen. I've just been hearing songs from it on the radio particularly Belle Of The Boulevard and Get Me Right. The latter my favorite at the moment. Pure worship song.

I made my slow way home

Limping on broken bones

Out of the thickest pine

Across the county lines

On to your wooden stairs

I know you can repair

I know you've seen the light

I know you'll get me right

Right

I own a sinners heart

I know the rain falls hard

I know the currency

I know the things you'll need

I hope he hears my prayers

I see you cut your hair

I know the saving type

I know you'll get me right

Right

But, Jesus I've fallen

I don't mind the rain if

I meet my maker

I'll meet my maker clean

But, Jesus the truth is

I've struggled so hard to believe

I'll meet my maker

I'll need my maker

To cure of my doubting blood

And drain me of the sins I love

And take from me my disbelief

I know it should come easily

But it remains inside of me

It battles and devours me

It cuddles up the side of me

And whispers it convinces me I'm

Right (11x)

I'mma visit their MySpace soon (it's actually loaded in one of my browser's tabs already but I'm still downloading some other songs to my playlist. Heh.)

As I have a knack for watching movie trailers no matter how absurd I think the movie title is (think Snakes On A Plane -too straightforward!), I made my siblings watch Perfume: The Story Of A Murderer with me. You know how I discovered it? Well, I was looking up trailers weren't I? So I came across this movie Brideshead Revisited and I found one of the actors.. attractive. (Lol.) So I looked him up on Imdb (ever trusty website!) and found that one of his movie was Perfume: blahblah so I looked the trailer up (seriously, I can't remember how I came across that movie. HAHA. My narration is inaccurate.) ANYWAY, let's get to the bottom of this, yeah? The trailer of the movie drew me. A must watch creepy-weird movie! ;)

I crush Ben Whishaw.

Go give it a watch. It has a very original plot (it was based on a book) so it's totally a breath of fresh air. And oh, Wendy from Peter Pan with Jeremy Sumpter as the lead was there too. She's the other red-haired girl. My, she's grown up beautifully -but her voice still sounds the same! HAHA.

Those will be all for now.

Ta-ta!

A Happy New Year to all! ;)

Beautiful Things

2009-12-27T19:19:00.003+08:00

Something to cheer yourself up.

Superhuman Touch by Athlete

I'm on fire
Nothing's gonna hold me back
Unless the sky has a pocketful of tricks to try

Oh
You pick a colour and I sing it for you
I know you feel the same way
Say
Say
Say you feel the same way

Your fingertips are like a superhuman touch
Can't get enough of this electric love
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

Sparks flying out in every direction
There's more of this to come
I think it must be heaven
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

I'm on fire
Golden echoes upon my face
Tell those dreamers they can dream up all they like in this place

Oh
You pick a colour and I sing it for you
I know you feel the same way
Say
Say
Say you feel the same way

Your fingertips are like a superhuman touch
Can't get enough of this electric love
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

Sparks flying out in every direction
There's more of this to come
I think it must be heaven
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

Just one day like this will keep me going on
Tender kisses will keep me going on
Oh
Oh
Oh

Your fingertips are like a superhuman touch
Can't get enough of this electric love
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

Sparks flying out in every direction
There's more of this to come
I think it must be heaven
Burning the sun with just a wave of your hand

Seems like hell has broken loose
It couldn't be more beautiful
I just want to burn the sun with you

Must be God to inspire the greatest minds in all of power
I just want to burn the sun with you
With just a wave of your hand

"Say you feel the same way."
Superhuman Touch - Athlete

I Never Knew How Good It Felt To Be Just Me

2009-12-27T14:56:00.000+08:00

Just Me - Music Go Music

Ultimate pick-me-up song for the day! :)
And now matter how ultimate this song is, I cannot find its ~~freakin'~~ lyrics!
Give it a watch and listen carefully to the song lyrics, yeah? The video itself will perk you up!

"Now I'm moving up where I belong,
And I keep pretending I'm not strong,
I'm steppin out into the morning light,
The future never looked so bright,
I'm spreading out my wings, I'll learn to fly,
I'm soarin on my own across the sky.
I never knew how good it felt to be just me, just me."
[If I got the lyrics right.]

It was a very uneventful Christmas and the internal thoughts I'm trying to escape from are slowly consuming me. I'll drown sooner or later but at the moment, I'm still fighting the currents.

I know Christmas is not about the material things, and I'm all for that. I'm glad I've spent it with my family and my grandparents on my mothers side but it's totally a different Christmas season for us because we're not able to go to the province and have a reunion with my relatives on my father's side this time around. I find it ~~quite~~ sad actually. I know that I may not be that personally close with my cousins on that side but just the feeling of being together, merrying with all our Christmas spirits within us, that's just bliss.

And oh, school work's starting to catch up despite the tides of the season.
Must attend to them sooner not later. :)

"Don't make me wait forever."
Untouchable - Luna Halo cover

Deliriously, Mysteriously, I'm Feeling Curiously Marvelously

2009-12-25T13:57:00.003+08:00

Glory Days - Just Jack

It's a nice fun song for one of those boring-got-not-much-to-do days. ;)

Merry Christmas ya'll, by the way. Haha! I almost forgot...

I cannot feel Christmas that much this year...hmm.

Well, all I can say is this: you know your Christmas Eve is miserable when you're stuck at home playing Sims 2. (Sims 2 for that matter! Not even Sims 3! Miserable indeed.)

I enjoyed going out in the night with my girl friends though. Just hanging out in the front of our porch. Lol. That's crazy fun. And we discussed what movies we're going to marathon watch this coming new year -a tradition we'll have for 3 years now (taking note of how few the years we spent on actually marathon-movie-watching, you can't exactly call it a tradition just yet).

Random Whatnots

2009-12-24T19:32:00.002+08:00

The Cut

I bought this Brit mag, Bliss, from Booksale a while ago while waiting for the cakes I ordered to be "delivered". (I was in RP.)

They were featuring good-looking guys and I came across Matthew Kane (gorgeous!) He's from this Brit series The Cut which I am on the watch for since he said, and I quote, "If you like Skins, you'll love it!", and I'm trusting his words so...I'm here on the internet, looking it up. Sadly, it's not available for watching in our area according to BBC's site (piss-off). So I looked it up in SurfTheChannel where I watch Skins but unfortunately, the series is not available there as well (double piss-off.. -kidd!) which I found frustrating. I can't watch it's "preview", 60-secondish, video as well since I can't find it on youtube either. Must do major research tonight as I wait for the clock to strike midnight (and it will be Christmas, Happy Birthday Jesus!). I shall find a site that will allow me to watch The Cut episodes. Can't wait.

Matthew Kane:

Photoshopped Model Alert

This is indeed alarming ...and funny. It's just so obious it was digitally altered and the models looked so unproportionate I cannot take the article seriously:

The article's link is HERE.

Remember Me

2009-12-21T22:03:00.000+08:00

I want to watch this:

Robert Pattinson can act after all. Haha.

Paparazzi Videos

2009-12-21T20:18:00.003+08:00

Vanessa's 21st.

I love what Ashley Tisdale was wearing! Ooh. And Selena Gomez's entrance with Jennifer Stone didn't make them look too paparazzi friendly. Haha! I like Brittany Snow's short 'do. And lastly, the pure adorableness of Zac and Vanessa together.

Be Still My Heart

2009-12-21T20:02:00.001+08:00

The Runaways

Alice In Wonderland (2nd Trailer)

Alice in Wonderland Trailer #2 in HD

Trailer Park | MySpace Video

In The Middle Of The Night When I'm In This Dream It's Like A Million Little Stars Spelling Out Your Name

2009-12-21T10:52:00.000+08:00

Untouchable - Luna Halo (cover)

Yesterday, I quickly posted this entry featuring the music video of the my today's post's title.

That song is just divine.
I prefer it a gazillion times over Taylor Swift's version.

When I heard this song on the radio, it's like a soundtrack straight out of a movie scene. It's beautiful, it's magical. You know how you just imagine movie-scene like scenarios when you hear this certain song? Well, Untouchable by Luna Halo is just that. It's absolutely lovely. Certainly one of those songs you won't regret losing yourself into.

Look what I found:

They are gorgeous! I'm in love. HA! Here's the catch though: those two shoes (notice their differences?) are created by two different designers. Steve Madden designed the one at the left and Balenciaga designed the one on the right for his Fall 2007 collection. It's referred to as the Lego heels which is so appropriate come to think of it. Haha! However, since it could be deemed that Steven Madden "copied" this look from the former, it was sued by Balenciaga.

Ooh, designer drama! HAHA.

Another song to take note of:

Anyway, I was browsing through my news letters and I found this fashion spread in Vogue starring Sasha Pivovarova and 8 headline-making-musicians (MGMT's included! Mika looks gorgeous.) It's a spread featuring various designers.
Click images to enlarge:

"I wanna be your skin
I wanna feel everything you feel
I wanna be your covering
And I will hide you inside of me
With every breath in harmony
I wanna be your skin
I wanna be your covering."
I Am Your Skin - The Bravery

Little Taste Of Heaven

2009-12-20T12:51:00.001+08:00

Untouchable - Luna Halo (Cover)

Life's Waiting To Begin

2009-12-19T19:01:00.000+08:00

The Adventure - Angels and Airwaves

"Watch as your heart speeds up endlessly."

Everything's Magic - Angels and Airwaves

Web Tangles

2009-12-19T12:27:00.002+08:00

ARIELLE DE PINTO Web Necklaces

Holla! :)

It's officially the start of our Christmas break.

What do you want this season?

Perfect Smile

2009-12-14T19:42:00.000+08:00

Lucky - Britney Spears

Holla! :)
I did some viewing of the blogs I anonymously follow. I haven't been visting the sites since I can remember...

This week will just be go-to-school-and-have-no-classes-slash-lessons week.
We basically have vigil practices all through out (it's on the 17th).

Tomorrow, we have practice of lauds in the morning, a sort of class gathering in between recess and lunch, aaand ...preparation for the Handog Pasasalamat activity which is on the next day.

Wednesday, Handog Pasasalamat with the Dumagats in Tanay. Can't wait to get back there and hike! :) Memorable experience before: hiking while it was drizzling!

Ooh, today, my friends and I got our pasalubong from another friend who migrated to Canada. She had it "shipped" through a friend who arrived here recently (the one I mentioned in my previous post -I think). The pasalubong are Lip Smackers which basically made us all ecstatic and gaga.
I chose Skittles Lime. Yum!

Awesome finds from La Garconne:

"My heartbeats fade to black."
Waiting In Line - Raygun

You're Birthing Machines

2009-12-13T12:20:00.001+08:00

All The King's Men - Wild Beasts

This song is cute:

Watch me! watch me!/the belle of the ball/my heart, my hand and everything I own/and we are the boys/with new shiny shoes/we’ve seen ‘em all/and we’ve chosen you/now no one will find your limit/girls from Roedean/girls from Shipley/girls from Hounslow/girls from Whitby/you’re a candied queen/and let me show my darling what that means/watch me! watch me!/hatch me! hatch me!/a girl before/bouncing round behind the bedroom doors/and we are the boys/who’ll drape you in jewels/cut off your hair/and throw out your shoes/cause baby, you won’t need them, where you’ll be/girls astride me/girls beneath me/girls before me/girls between me/you’re birthing machines/and let me show my darling what that means/hatch me! hatch me!/and baby, turns out I’m evil/in all my dreams, girls who’ll clothe me/girls who’ll feed me/girls who want me/girls who need me/all you pretty things waiting for somebody/number my babies and my broken body

I'm making a new playlist for the meantime and that's just one of the songs included.

(I'm going to look up that band in a while. I think I'll love them. Ha!)

Ooh, the traditional simbang gabis are coming soon. I wonder if I'd be able to go every night. HAHA.

Anyway, I'd have to study for our Economics Mid-Quarter (?) test very soon. Sigh.

This is the last for the year. I should take comfort in that.

Ciao!

"I think that you are lovely."

She's So Lovely - Scouting For Girls

It's The Season To Be Jolly Falalalalalalalala!

2009-12-12T11:39:00.003+08:00

Yesterday, I went to meet a friend who migrated almost 2 years ago.
She came back to the country 2 nights ago.
Sadly, my camera's battery wasn't up for some picture taking earlier during the day. :| It said "change the battery" at the screen. However, later in the night, I just manipulated the batteries and then voila! it worked. HAHA. I had a self-arranged-styled-and-modeled photo shoot with the new necklace I bought:

I have more pictures but...I wouldn't want to flood my blog with 'em, flooded as it is. Lol.
The inspiration (sort of): Red Lipstick - Skint And Demoralised

Going home from the meet-up, I commuted with a friend. She goes down first then I had myself dropped of at SM Taytay because it made crossing the streets easier and less scarier. Ha.
I browsed through the stores and the department store and of course, my list of things-I-want-to-buy just grew longer. HAHAHA.

Christmas Eve is just 12 more days away. Another year is ending yet again and I couldn't bring myself to comprehend all that has happened this 2009.
Geez. It seems just like yesterday that fireworks were lighting up the sky to welcome the new year...
...and now I'm graduating in a few months. :o
But, I shall not be melancholic about that just yet.
It's not yet time.

Anyway, in the spirit of Christmas, I figure I could and should post my wishlist (which I've written since the 6th month of the year) now:

*black tights (All kinds: basic plain one, liquid ones, distressed and mutilated ones)
*leggings (Any kind wouldn't hurt)
*rings (Funky, with gems, cartoon-like, whichever)
*bracelets (Provide variety! I prefer beaded ones though not the made-out-of-steel-or-the-like-ones though those kinds are still acceptable: vintage-looking charm bracelets would be lovely!)
*canvas sneakers (I'd love to have a collection! No need for Keds ones. I could stand or Beachwalk or Advan which sell them for P2oo only.)
*bold solid plain colored shoelaces! (For the canvas sneakers of course!)
*old international magazines (Teen Vogue, Nylon, etc...)
*style/fashion books (Any kind would make me ecstatic)
*clothes! (One can never have to many)
*necklaces (Long-chained ones are preferred)
*accessories (As if you haven't figured out that one earlier) -I mean hair accessories though: headband, clips, etc
*brooches, pins, etc. (Something you could pin to your clothing)
*plain tank tops (For layering!)
*anything from the store Cherry Rockin' Blues in Sta. Lucia would make me gaga! (Special mention: their necklace, leggings, or tops)
*anything from Artwork (I love their accessories, bags, purses, etc. more than their shirts! HAHA)
*a book/novel (No classics though. HEHE. Tip: young adult section books)
*keychains/cellphone accessories (with cute pendants!)
*Caress nail polish (Their bright colored ones: orange, lime green, yellow, blue, violet, pink! Basics: red, black, and gray!)
*rewritable blank cds or a USB (I need to store my "fashion files" to an external thingoid. Else, our computer might crash from all the memory space it takes up! HAHA.)
*bold solid plain colored ankle socks (One can never have too many pairs. Agree? Agree.)
*graphic shirts ('Nuff said.)
*PINK (as in almost Barbie-like pink) lip balm or lip gloss
*sheer black stockings

The If-You're-Rich Wishlist
*laptop (medium sized)
*DSLR
*i-touch
*new phone
*shopping spree!

"She likes red lipstick, fish n' chips, orange juice, and trips to the seaside."
Red Lipstick - Skint And Demoralised

THAT TONIGHT'S GONNA BE A GOOD NIGHT!

2009-12-11T09:00:00.000+08:00

I Gotta A Feeling - Black Eyed Peas

I went to our school -most-probably-first-big-event-for-the-school-year-since-the-fair-was-moved-to-next-year- happening last night, the grade 7 legacy concert.
Geez! Grade school kids were frolicking everywhere. Lol.
Our crowd has just changed.
HAHA.
Kidding.

(I need to cut my nails. It's making typing hard already. :o)

Anyway, I wasn't able to really go on-stage and be one of the mobs rubbing flesh with one another (I don't know if it's a good thing that I missed that one..).

French Tip Fridays
It's a Friday and I have no school. (Yay!)
And I woke up at 7am when I could have slept in. Lol.

I shall visit this link once again and save the pictures in the other computer. Not in my sister's lapotop. HAHA.

Click.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Click.

So...something random: the animal print is obviously officially making a come-back but oh well. I've had this zebra print shirt since last year and I've worn it once. Haha. (I don't like repeating outfits). During that time though..it wasn't much of a trend so it's cool to wear it (I mean cool as in okay or fine...not, cool meaning hip or something). However, I was planning to wear it during our fair this January (I've worn it last school year too but I don't think anybody noticed becaaause..the shirt is actually reversible and I've worn in the "right" way. The zebra print's on the inside. ;p) but...the trendiness of it is preventing me. I don't like going with what everyone else is wearing at the moment. I'm SELFISH that way all right? Ha! Buuut, I've also heard trends aren't that bad, see? :) I shall try to make it "my own". HA.
Ciao!
I can't wait for vigil.

Punks, Preps, Tomboys, and....The Cozy Crowd?

2009-12-07T19:43:00.003+08:00

Teen Vogue:

Swing Swing From The Tangles Of My Heart Is Crushed By A Former Love

2009-12-07T17:26:00.002+08:00

Swing Swing - The All-American Rejects

Let's go create something beautiful.
~~Let's go make babies.~~

I was f*cking kidding.

Anyway, my eyes feel weird.
They're like these swollen post-bawl-out eyes that feel like drooping every now and then.
Feels weird.
I want to keep them closed the whole while but then you just feel the strain even more.

I just really feel like babbling.
I want to go write something beautiful but I have no particular substance to build on.

I can build on my temporarily forsaken "literary works" but... I'm not at that moment of inspiration yet wherein it just all flows out so naturally.
I'll try to work on something though.

"Emotions they stir."
Swing Swing - The All-American Rejects

Sold-Out Tickets and Backstage Passes

2009-12-06T21:42:00.002+08:00

I just finished Audrey, Wait! after procrastinating doing so for a long time. Lol.

*This is the edited playlist, with additional songs from its soundtrack list which I found on the book's site. Click this: Audrey, Wait!.

Honestly, the only thing that prevents me from reading is my "attachment issues".
I don't know. I just fear getting all emotional about it and loving what I feel too much while reading it that I don't know what to about it any longer that I just stop myself from even starting to feel whatever that feeling is.
Got that?

Anyway...enough about the drama.
Here are some of my favorite scenes or lines or whatever:

If you really want to know something about me, you should know this: I like music loud. I mean loud. I'm not talking the kind of loud where your parents knock on your bedroom door and ask you to turn it down. Please. That's amateur hour. When I say loud, I mean you-can't-hear-your-parents-knocking-and-the-neighbors-are-putting-a-FOR-SALE-sign-on-their-house-and-moving-to-another-block-because-they-can't-handle-the-constant-noise-anymore loud. You have to turn it up so that your chest shakes and the drums get in between your ribs like a heartbeat and the bass goes up your spine and frizzles your brain and all you can do is dance or spin in a circle or just scream along because you know that however this music makes you feel, it's exactly right.

She lives for this moment at shows, when the lights are cut and all you can see is the dim outline of a stage and empty mics waiting to be picked up and abused.

Evan was changing chords so fast and I thought for the briefest moment, Is that how he loved me? Did he really love me like this?

But it wasn't all bad, of course. I mean, I had loved him, I really had. There were better times, the quiet moments when no one was talking and even our breath was the same, rising and falling under our tent of blankets like we were made to breathe with each other, for each other. It's funny how bed and pillows and covers can change a conversation. Words turn quiet and you mean more and say less. It's like you can build your own little world, Population: 2.
Evan would play with my hair and wrap it over his wrist and reel me toward him until our lips touched. They were small moments but I could only hold them like water in my hands beore he was slipping away, pulled back by melodies or friends or rehearsals, leaving my hands empty and my heart too full to hold alone.

"You look hot!" Victoria replied, her eyes lighting up to see me. "Doesn't she look hot, Jonah?"
Jonah just laughed through his nose and backed the car dow my driveway. "You're a lunatic if you think I'm telling you that your best friend looks hot."

Backstage with the Lolitas, Audrey has been keeping conversation -and flirt-ation with Simon (vocalist), and plays DJ for a while. She plays LL Cool J...

"Don't call it a comeback!"
The room went mental.
The Plain Janes thrust their arms into the air as if on cue, and the rest of started cheering and clapping, and everyone who was standing was dancing, and everyone who was sitting around started climbing up on whatever they were sitting on so they could dance, too. I could see Victoria and Jonah on the couch with at least five other people, all of them looking like they were surfing on the same board, they were so unsteady. I stood up on the dressing table because I wanted to dance, too, and Simon took hold of my hand and pulled himself up with me. He was, I do say so, impressed. "Fucking fantastic!" he was saying. "That was bloody brilliant!"
And then he kissed me.
Mama said knock you out!

It's the worst thing to be the best liar.

And oh, I love the inside-the-big-freezer-at-Scooper-Dooper-kiss as well. ;)

"Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster."
Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off - Panic At The Disco

I'mma Tell You One Time

2009-12-05T19:30:00.002+08:00

One Time - Justin Bieber

I wrote this, 2 days and 3 nights before our monthsary.

It is one of the many experiences and moments I will cherish forever, for a lifetime.

As fleeting and as evanescent the physical experience is, the memory will linger eternally.

Occasionally, the impression would feel distant, or far-flung. But small, minute reminders bring close the memories, the familiarity with what had happened.

I may muse over it, perhaps with a tinge of regret, but in general I am full of gratitude. Perchance, I lament over the short instances which I could have lived more fully but, ...I made the most out of the time I was given. I did not wish to escape that sanctuary which was home not only to me but all 51 of us, which we found as refuge from the unending anxieties, responsibilities, etc., of reality. I smile melancholically, heart full of ache yet full of extreme joy. It will be a gazillion of opposites meeting at the middle, this emotion the memory of our retreat evokes but, I welcome each and every one of those puzzling sentiments, perplexing contraries, with an open heart, and an open mind. Everything which has comprised our retreat could have been summed up to a 25-minute video but the lessons we have learned, the change, the transfiguration that ensued within us, would endure a lifetime.

A few hours earlier, while I was still in school enjoying the last minutes of my lunch break, I acquire from our class adviser, the DVD which holds the memory of our class’ retreat. The one we had for 4 days and 3 nights, from the 3^rd of November, to its 6^th.

My reflection which I made extra dramatic as I wrote it during the earlier part of this post, is heartfelt to the fullest, with words carefully picked up to, as much as possible, mirror the emotion I am trying to make you empathize with but, would never sum up to exactly how I feel, how we all felt.

You know how mysterious and puzzling it feels when someone’s lips curves upwards, seemingly infinitely up their cheeks, when they smile at you for reasons you don’t know and they themselves couldn’t explain? Well, that’s exactly how the moment is right now. It’s unfathomable and only a wistful smile could sum up everything you feel.

I'm beat. HAHAHA.

Had an overnight at a friend's house with Mariz, Ayna, Gen, Ara, and Liang (the host).

We went to celebrate an precious event at another's the next day.

Busy weekend. Hoorah.

Night!

Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps

2009-12-05T10:21:00.004+08:00

Adorable mini clip starring...fruits, with oranges taking the lead roles. ;)

Overnight with friends.

ISAONE monthsary. :">

...I have yet to post my blog about our retreat.

Ciao!

No Class Monday

2009-11-30T11:50:00.000+08:00

The day today is the day (how redundant!) that made my weekend 3-day, instead of 2-day. Whoopee! Thank God it's a holiday. :)

Anyway, I haven't got much on my plate today. No homeworks at least -however, I do have a Calculus test tomorrow which I should study for ...later. HAHA.

Aaand, I have ticket designs for our legacy to make. I'm at a loss for ideas! :| I need inspiration.
Aaand, a yearbook page to layout and design.

Oh why I am I cramming all these to my long weekend's last day? HAHA.

I can do this! :p

Here's some looks I made in my Looklet account:

Adios Nobymebre!

Ooh Baby Baby It's A Wild World

2009-11-29T00:17:00.000+08:00

Wild World - Skins (cover)

Ola!

I was productive this morning once again. Whoopee! :)
I woke up a few minutes before 9am despite sleeping in the wee hours of the morning, particularly, before the clock struck 2am -the internet just holds for me prerequisites for insomnia. HA.

I read and finished Book 3 (Marius) of Les Miserables. I want to read on but...I want to save some for later readings. Haha. :)

I'm still updating playlists on my Mixpod account. Transferring the one's I've made in Playlist.

November is ending.

"We are always running for the thrill of it, the thrill of it"
Walking On A Dream - Empire of the Sun

I Remember When We Stole The Night

2009-11-28T20:41:00.007+08:00

Another Heart Calls - The All-American Rejects feat. The Pierces

HOT/SO HEARTFELT:

VINTAGE:

QUITE SCARY:

LIVE & MELTY:

ULTIMATE SLOW DANCE SONG (NIGHT TIME, WITH BEAUTIFUL LIGHTING:

"And the piano’s this melancholy soundtrack to her smile"

2009-11-28T19:08:00.002+08:00

Sometime Around Midnight - The Airborne Toxic Event

This song has one of the most heartbreaking lyrics I've ever heard.
Yet it is beautiful.

And it starts, sometime around midnight
Or at least that’s when you lose yourself
for a minute or two
As you stand, under the bar lights
And the band plays some song
about forgetting yourself for a while
And the piano’s this melancholy soundtrack to her smile
And that white dress she’s wearing
you haven’t seen her for a while

But you know, that she’s watching
She’s laughing, she’s turning
She’s holding her tonic like a cross
The room’s suddenly spinning
She walks up and asks how you are
So you can smell her perfume
You can see her lying naked in your arms

And so there’s a change, in your emotions
And all these memories come rushing
like feral waves to your mind
Of the curl of your bodies
like two perfect circles entwined
And you feel hopeless and homeless
and lost in the haze of the wine

Then she leaves, with someone you don’t know.
But she makes sure you saw her.
She looks right at you and bolts.
As she walks out the door,
your blood boiling
your stomach in ropes.
Oh and when your friends say,
“What is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Then you walk, under the streetlights.
And you’re too drunk to notice,
that everyone is staring at you.
You just don’t care what you look like,
the world is falling around you.

You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You know that she’ll break you in two

I've actually posted its music video in one of my posts in one of the recent months. Heh. :)

Unfortunately, embedding is not allowed for this song: SUPERHUMAN TOUCH by ATHLETE.

Today was a pretty productive day for me.
I have a long weekend this week, with no classes on Monday because it's Bonifiacio Day in our country (if I'm not mistaken).

I slept before the clock struck midnight last night and I woke up a few minutes past 10 in the morning. I battled with myself a little, debating whether to get off my all-too-tempting bed or to just sleep in. I forced myself to do the former. Too much of something is not good for you after all.
So, I ate whatever was left of breakfast, and proceeded to do school work. I made it a point to catch up on my reading regarding the lessons we are currently having this third quarter. I still do have the goal of achieving an award when I graduate -though that dream seems very far off now especially with the effort I'm putting on my studies. However, though I might not graduate with the awards I wish for, it's fine by me as long as I'll have no regrets that I didn't study sufficiently. I'd be pacified by knowing that I did my best to accomplish this goal. :) Time to make up the losses I've incurred in that past two quarters with the other two quarters I still have ahead of me (oh, am I not inspired right now? HAHA).
I actually devoted yesterday (Friday) to be my catch-up-on-my-lessons day but, unfortunately, I was overpowered by the all-too-tempting internet. Oh well. At least I was productive today. Heh. :)

I read the chapters about peace and the poor for my CLE class, and for Economics, the various sectors of the economy, and their relationship. Basically that 2 chapters and 2 modules in half a day so I'm pretty proud. Heh.

I was supposed to start reading Book 3 (Marius) of Les Miserables as well for my English class but, I decided to rest my mind a little by listening to some music. So I did. Later on I made up my mind to..."play" dress-up, come out with an outfit for the upcoming legacy of the Grade 7. I mixed and matched and came-up with perhaps...3 to 5 outfits but decided that I'll wear them to some other school event instead. I have a prospect for the legacy though. :)

I'm currently updating my playlists in my Mixpod account. Playlist.com just doesn't work in our country anymore -due to licensing issues of the practically all the songs. How lame and unfortunate.

I will post my playlist here when it's complete. Heh. :)

Our Hair Is Perfect While We're All Getting Sh*t Wrecked

2009-11-27T16:15:00.000+08:00

Beautiful Dirty Rich - Lady Gaga

Perfection:

Clean and creative:

I figure I should lessen posting pictures that aren't mine.
HAHA.
Srsly.

I shall post another entry tonight.
I shall hit the mall!

"i do not believe in having the clothes i sell made in a third world country by underpaid workers."

2009-11-27T01:40:00.001+08:00

-Alex Evans (So Impolite)

For more than a minute or two, I will forget that it is already 1:26 in the morning and I still have to get ready for my classes in more or less 3 and half hours.

I JUST HAVE TO BLOG ABOUT THIS.

Alex Evans, wow.
Period.
HAHA.
Well, it's not just how he looks like -he's handsome alright- but he's got such a knack for fashion and photography that I can't help but look up to him.

He takes such good photos (you can look-up his lookbook profile and I've got a link of his site in my exits located at the sidebar) and dresses so well! And just this early dawn I found out he's actually got a clothing line (if I'm so late about the news, pardon moi).

Here's some photos of the fashion line.
I just have to share the beauty of it all.
(PHOTOS AREN'T MINE. THEY BELONG THE SO IMPOLITE).

His sister's gorgeous by the way -especially in the second to the last photo.
They've both got such amazingly beautiful eyes.

The items:

I repeat, photos aren't mine. :)
For more information, please go to this site: SO IMPOLITE

Time to sleep!
Goodnight.

xoxo

"the universe will open doors where there were only walls. "

2009-11-22T18:48:00.001+08:00

So goes the last sentence in what God wants me to know in Facebook. Ha! I like it. ;)

I'm off to go to mass in a while. I have some stories to tell particularly about Friday night and the whole day of Saturday.
I also have a picture of my Drop Dead Gorgeous outfit during our Retreat to publish here...

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I'm in love with white lace-up Oxford flats! Gorgeous.

257 Pictures of Inspiration, Downloaded

2009-11-18T18:06:00.004+08:00

If school days were like what these past 2 ones have been, I would have been more enthusiastic about having to go to school on a daily basis.

For the past two days, our usually 50-minute subjects were cut down into 30-minute ones. -That means we go home at lunch time. That reason alone is enough to support what I've just said. It would be less stressful if school ended that way. We'd have more time to do our homeworks where it's supposed to be done (at home) and, we'd have rest time for goodness' sake! Students need rest too. And, I understand that so do the teachers so...why don't we make everyone happy and cut school time to half a day? That would be beneficial for all of us. Heh.

I am ranting. But, I just said those because right now, I appreciate intensely having a half-day school day. It's such a relief to know that I go home from school at lunch time, and I arrive home with no minimal homeworks to do. Oh joy!

So again, I leave my blog post entries hanging as I browse some other sites from which I can't take my eyes off.

Discovered this: TheCobraSnake

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T by Alexander Wang

Gorgeous pieces in black, white, gray, and a few bright shades in between.
I love the cuts and the simplicity.

Preview:

So pretty much I channeled my energy and time to unproductive things -if school related work is your definition of productive that is.

I shall brows the rest of The Cobra Snake's archive for the meantime.
While I wait for my sister to get home.
Before she steals the internet from me.

HAHAHA.
Adios!

"Change is good."
Ignorance - Paramore

A Morning Ritual

2009-11-17T23:33:00.001+08:00

...Before I come up with 1 final outfit, I think I change pieces of clothing about a gazillion times first before deciding. HAHA.

The Row: by Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen
Beautiful video. Great concept.

You're So Gay And You Don't Even Like Boys

2009-11-17T19:30:00.001+08:00

You're So Gay - Katy Perry

This would be a blog entry whose content would actually mean something.
(I don't know if that even made sense...)

It's been a while since I last posted something relevant. I feel like I owe my blog and my journalism skills (if I've any) a little favor: write a decent blog post!

I have been posting nothing but clothing the past days but I don't want my blog to be just another devoted to fashion online journal (though it would be amazing my fame grows because of it!). I still want my blog to be something that hits close to home: a diary.

My recent posts which seem to have some effort in them were actually done with a half a heart. I just felt like I needed to do an update. It was all mind, no heart. Time for a blog overhaul.

I'mma start fresh, with a new layout! :)

That sentence has been hanging for exactly 2 hours and 9 minutes.
I was busy creating my header pic and encoding the html. Geez.
Took me long enough.

Anyway, the layouting drained the energy out of me. :|
I suppose this wouldn't be that much of a relevent post then...

Earlier today, we had our DEAR (drop everything and read) time in school (first period). A friend let me a book: "Audrey, Wait!". I've started with the first few pages during the time given however, I'm not the type who finishes a book with more than seating. I prefer reading and finishing it within a day (depending on my estimate of how long it will take me to read it). I guess I'll do that tomorrow when classes are shortened once again and we go home at lunch time. (Yay!)

The book looks pretty good to me for the following reasons:
1) The gist of it is pretty much: she has an ex-boyfriend who wrote a song about her after their break up and boom! the song hit the top of the charts -so rose her fame along with it
2) The titles of every chapter of the book (there are 41) are actually lyrics of songs whose artist and song title are also placed underneath (I made a playlist of it! Check it out at the bottom of my post).

Today, was report card day. I didn't get my card again (I'm so used to it it shocks me when my name is actually called during the card distribution time. Lol.)
Oh well, I doubt my grades went up by a notch so...I'm not exactly looking forward to seeing my card.
I guess that's one of the perks of not being able to pay your tuition fee on time. HAHA.

I still haven't posted about our class' retreat last...November 3 to 6. I shall when my mind and heart's up for it.
For the meantime, enough procrastination for me; time to do school works!
Ta-ta!