Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Sunday, June 07, 2009
I've met and been exposed to different kinds of people (some better than others) and I've just basically been doing things differently.
I have the strangest tan lines because I fell asleep by the pool with my hand over my shoulder and still wearing my shorts. I got thrown into a pool and although this wasn't the first attempt, this was the first time I've gotten too drunk to fight or care. I've been in some pretty amazing fights, the ones that start with screaming matches and end with both of us just falling asleep from sheer exhaustion. Then we wake up laughing our heads off. The range of emotions I've been made to feel is unimaginable.
The point is, it's exhilarating and never predictable but I wouldn't trade it for anything else.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
hi mika! remember me? ;)
i just want to tell u that you were really good girl to me.
back to high school life,
you were the girl who always smile to everyone.
i just wish i could speak english better then...
so we could be good friends lol.
good to see you in happy good looking!
take care! God bless!
It's always nice to be remembered :)
Today, I was kidnapped for lunch, Red helped a wounded girl get to the hospital and I have to cram a whole thesis by tomorrow. I'm barely halfway through. Shall a miracle happen? Positive vibes encouraged :)
Thursday, May 14, 2009
"Ah - the dream of the true partner. He is, after all, "the perfect man." Do we find him? Or do we train him? Do we grow him in our gardens or import him from the moon? And if we find him, will he go mad at twenty-five or into a depression at thirty, or wind up fucking baby-sitters at forty? Can we love him without coddling him? Can we make demands on him without being left? Can we find a balance between giving and taking? Can we receive as graciously as we give?"
"I used to be intrigued by the things that ended relationships. Now I am most fascinated by what allows them to continue. A marriage that lasts is always in a state of metamorphosis. The perfect man transforms the perfect woman. They know each other by their willingness to be transformed."
Sunday, May 10, 2009
"Somewhere between the bathroom and the bedroom, somewhere between eating an egg and taking a crap, the muse alights. She does not usually appear where your banal Hollywood notions have led you to most expect her: in a gorgeous sunset over Ischia, in the pounding surf of Big Sur, on a mountaintop in Delphi (right between the navel of the earth and the place where Oedipus killed his papa) -- but she wings in while you are peeling onions or eating eggplant or lining the garbage can with the book-review section of The New York Times. The most interesting modern writers know this. Leopold Bloom fries kidneys, takes a crap, and considers the universe. Ponge sees the soul of man in an oyster (as Blake saw it in a wildflower). Plath cuts her finger and experiences revelation. But Hollywood insists on imagining the artist as a dreamy-eyed matinee idol with a flowing bow tie, Dmitri Tiomkin's music in the background, and a violent orange sunset above his head -- and, to some extent, all of us (even those of us who should know better) try to live up to this image."
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Me: YUP! Salamat ha, nalista ko na
Jaemark: Paborito ko pa naman si human torch. can't wait to see him on the stage
Jaemark: "The Fantasticks is a 1960 musical with music by Harvey Schmidt and lyrics by Tom Jones." I can't wait for the human torch to sing delilah.
Monday, April 27, 2009
My college professor once said that married couples always have to be friends because they start out being alone and end up alone, when the children start leading their own lives. My brother and I still live with our parents but we pretty much have our own lives (well, my brother does. I'm still on allowance haha). We don't get to have dinner together as much anymore and I'm sure for a while my mom was frustrated because she was always alone but now that my dad has more time to spend with her, I'm sure she's happier. And when my mom is happier, we are all happier because whether we like it or not, the state of household affairs and harmony revolves around my mother's moods.