BUCKET LIST

Thursday, July 31, 2014

books

Somewhere along the starts of this year, I decided to write down my own BUCKET LIST. It was my first time to ever do so...

I don't know what got into me.

Here's the list:


And here's the standing so far:

- Travel to an ASIAN country - (x) ...at least not yet!
- Visit 3 local provinces - (x) ...but I've been to Bacolod three times, and Iloilo three times, too, so does that count?? ^_^ No? Okay.
- Learn a musical instrument - (x) ...believe me, I really want to!
- Get braces - (x) ...seems far-fetched! None of my friends or family supports me on this-- they actually strongly believe my crooked teeth looks fine.
- Learn to swim - (x) ...I don't think I ever will. I tried, but I really do not float.
- Watch a sunset - (?) ...I did, once, but I don't wanna count it because I was walking and watching. Not just "watching". Such standards!
- Complete a month of #FMSPhotoADay Challenge -


All hail:


I love July for this! I got to finish a month -- finally! Of course, with a help from my friends, coz I really can't do this by myself. I tend to forget, sometimes intentionally. But I got to finish it this time! I am so happy! ^_^ That's one off my bucket list! (and no plans to do it again...)

And so, for the next months, here are some things that I'm adding to my "to acquire" list:


...may this blog post act as a simple reminder for me to strive to get them all by the end of the year. 
- Angeology (I strongly believe I have Nephilim blood! ^_^)
- Love Story (I know I've read this, but I already forgot how beautiful it was!)
- BookmarkSlashDictionary (because I have to.)
- The Book of Love (because I want to.)
- Clutch Bible --the priciest of them all (but because I NEED to!)

...anyway I still have 5 months to completely tick off everything in my list.

May the odds be ever in my favor :)

P.S. 
I didn't write more. 
My penmanship's still ugly. 
(But only because it can't keep up with my uber fast thinking kuno.)

The BOOKWORM in Me!

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

books

I really wanted to find this book by Michael Stein so I spent hours in bookstores just to search for it. Well, actually, on the second bookstore lang, as they claimed to not have a database of all their books...

While I was on the first bookstore, (the famous one) I saw this paperback copy of Memoirs of a Geisha... I checked the price and it was sold for P499.00! I bought my copy from a book sale and it was hard bound, only for P49.00! I seriously, silently, promised myself not to buy books from that bookstore again... (except of course Michael Stein's if they ever get a copy!) Not that I have incorporated a resentment against them, but just, if I can get a book 90% off of it, then why buy the pricey-paperback one, right? It has the same content anyway, I'm sure. 

So, I headed to the other bookstore at that mall, and in lieu of the book I was originally looking for, I (once again) bought Danielle Steele books which my mom adores, and some books I wanted to read. This book store is on sale almost everyday, and they have a wide selection for a tiny space, but they really have no record of all their books! I wanted to volunteer to do it only if I'm certain I'm to find In the Age of Love I was desperately searching for!

These three books are my latest finds, Memoirs is just for show-off:

...and believe it or not, I bought those three for less than P150.00!

I've really wanted to read The Hobbit, I have it on my e-books lib, but my eyes often surrender to the bright light while reading e-books!

But then again...

F.Y.I. the books with no check marks beside it on my Reading List have been tsundoku-ed. ^_^

dear john...

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

books

the problem with novels made into movies, is that they're most of the time disappointing.


like, that was not what was on the book! there was something missing! that was not how it ended??

but, okay, they made it into a movie already, like I can change anything??

so, i thought. maybe Fantastic Mr. Fox can lighten me up. yup, it sure did. i felt like i was 4 years old, and i didn't even ask for it?! it was... oh my gosh. unbelievably for little kids.

oh my gosh.

so, i got nothing to do, so i thought i could use some scrubbing. on me-self.

i just had a full body scrub not more than 3 days ago, and i thought it might do some damage if i do it again too soon. but i really need it so bad after all the dirt and dust i collected for my body. and for the record, i did it again tonight. poor skin... poor feet... poor me.

earlier today i asked my best friend if i was poor. she then mentioned all the things i have... so, okay, i am not poor --i'm whimsical. a whole lot of difference. makes sense.

gotta visit FB before i doze off... i'm really tired. and really sleepy.


Talk About Timing...

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

books

THE GREATEST ADVICE
-Rick Warren, the Purpose Driven Life


(something for me to read again.. and again...)

When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you'll never get back.
Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give to someone is your time.
Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves.

Don't date because you are desperate.
Don't marry because you are miserable.
Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.

Don't associate with people you can't trust.
Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend.
Don't dictate because you are smarter.
Don't demand because you are stronger.

Don't sleep around because you think you are old enough & know better.Don't hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don't sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don't stagnate!

Don't regress.
Don't live in the past. Time can't bring anything or anyone back.
Don't put your life on hold for possibly Mr./Ms. Right.
Don't throw your life away on absolutely Mr./Ms. Wrong because your biological clock is ticking.
Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend.Start a new career.

Sometimes, there is no race to be won, only a price to be paid for some of life's more hasty decisions.

To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don't bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.
To make yourself happy, pursue your passions & be the best of what you can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nastie habits, and dangerous liaisons.
Don't abandon your responsibilities but don't overdose on duty.

Don't live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself.
Don't commit when you are not ready.Don't keep others waiting needlessly.
Go on that trip. Don't postpone it.
Say those words. Don't let the moment pass.Do what you have to, even at society's scorn.

Write poetry.
Love Deeply.Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.

Take care of yourself. Don't wait for someone to take care of you.You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you - except YOU.

It isn't true that life does not get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging.
Don't be afraid. Don't lose your capacity to love.Pursue your passions.

Live your dreams.
DON'T LOSE FAITH IN GOD.Don't grow old. Just grow YOU!
GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME!

heartbreak

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

books

so i just finished reading this book, which is a collection of heartbreaking stories...


here i go again. i mean, the critic in me...

first, there was an introduction. it was a loooooooooooong, boring, not heartbreaking kind of introduction. it will drain half of your reading powers. but i happen to want to read every word from cover to cover, or else, i wouldn't consider the book read.


first chapter... sometimes the ears don't fit... by CARLITOS JOE (sounds like lang!)

so it was told using the first person narration. i have a good body. men fantasize about me... what?! is this man a she? and why does she always brag about her nice physique, and everything she has achieved, followed by i am not bragging here. (it was mentioned, like, 3 or more times!) of course it wasn't a she. but seriously, if the author's name is of a man's and he uses the first person for his story, it's creepy! especially if it started of with at least i am not doing *lowjobs... he could have introduced his character first!


second chapter... i forgot the title... by CHINKY LABRADOR (sounds like na lang din!)

this is one author i most likely will not want to encounter again. punctuations, girl. 

there was a sentence there which goes like this:

mustering a smile while willing the supermarket's unflattering fluorescent lights to beam the woman up to wherever pink plastic hair rollers went to die.

talk about long. and senseless. 

and the woman there was described as Sunflowers-by-Elizabeth-Arden-reeking lady.

and she likes adjectives.

kitschy writing
day-glo box
scratchy sound system
part and parcel of the sad plight (not nice to put them together)
macrobiotic girl

if you happen to read an adjective or two before every noun, you'll feel sad too :(


third chapter... by JONATHAN S.

"3 boxes of facial tissue she is carrying drop to the grocery floor."

...ikaw na bahala mag-hanap ng mali. walang proof-reader?


fourth chapter... letters to joaquin... by E.C. de los Reyes

if you happen to be having a bad day. or a heartbreak, don't read this.

because it really hurts. 

10 short chapters, 13 pages of heart-rending words... all of which i could almost taste in my mouth! sobrang naka-relate daw ako? 

phrases like:

...how casually you break my heart
...throw away the words because i can't bear to keep them
...(cleaning the house when i'm hurting!)
...what-the-****-did-i-do-to-deserve-this moments
...save the words for another savage day

okay i wrote enough. too much in fact.

last chapter::: the electronic journal of Ana Banana... by Sally Magdiwang

this is funny. the thought was heart-breaking, but the story was comical.

she uses phrases like:

"eight year drought is starting to dig cracks on my uteral lining" LOL!
and:

"what's worse, the hotel sits right in front of a hospital where, you know, a lot of people DIE. Four stars my ass." (the last sentence was higlighted by Sharie, the 14-year-old owner of this book and beside it wrote: "WHEE! THAT SOUNDS COOL!!! =D)

that's it. just be prepared before reading this little book. because it's not a light-reader's choice. words will be pouring out to you, though you don't have time for them. words like: rankle, digress, farce, burgeoned into rabid obsession, vacillate, groused, shimmied her hips, and labyrinthine maze...

of chain mails and books

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

books

i always receive these chain mails, from messages about my horoscope  to dying children, which all states usually at the last line of the message that you will get blank days of bad luck if you don't forward it to a number of friends, or a promise of something good to happen to you tomorrow (like they were sure you'd still be alive tomorrow) if you forward it. the number of years of your good/bad luck depends on how many people you send it to. one message even promises of a ghost to visit you tonight if you don't share the ghost's story to all your contacts. (like the ghost monitors all the people who have received and read that *adjective here* message)


oh well. as usual, and as always, and as i would normally do, i get on with reading my other mails than take my time to tick all my contacts' name on the address book, knowing that i will be sparing them the fear and anxiousness of having blank years of bad luck if they don't forward that *adjective here* message. here's the thing, tonight, i just deleted a message which proudly told me that i will get 24 years of bad luck. so i will be 49 by the time my years of bad luck will finish. do i care? as long as God is with me, no mail will predict my luck. besides my pastor told us before that there's no such thing as luck. so good luck to all who forwards chain mails (haha--kidding!)



so i just finished reading the book entitled The Lost Boy... and at first i was teary-eyed reading his experience. i can somehow relate. i mean, i haven't been abused or tortured, but being hungry for his parents' love. and i have two brothers that i'm protective of (though they resent it) i don't want anybody to hurt or abuse them, like what happened to this child. so while i read this boy's misery under her own mother's abusive nature, i feel my heart ache. but half-way through the story, i realized that it was somehow wrong. he has grown. but his story went on.

okay. i am not a critic. and i am not judging this man. but to be beaten by his mother, while her other brothers enjoy the privilege of being a human being, he must have done something wrong. his father was there and his mother still hurt him, meaning his father is consenting on his mother's actions, must mean she doesn't do it just because she wants to, right?

i am a woman. i might be a mother someday, or not. okay, let's put it this way. i am human. and as human, i commit mistakes. and his mother must have reasons for her actions. why would she drink too much in the first place? (coz there was a conclusion that said maybe it was chemical imbalance from her drunkenness which caused her to beat him or hurt him) there are always two sides of the story. and him writing against his own mother doesn't make him any different from the Mother and her judgement and cruelty. he has written against her. he should have had the decency of letting other people put her mother down.

and all his actions while he was growing up only made me believe more that he was doing something wrong and his mother was right for punishing him. if he were a good boy, and his mother just beat him just because she wants to, after he left the House, he would have been a good boy. right? but, no. he would always get himself into trouble. and would do things he knew wasn't right. he stole, and justifying his deed through his books, repeatingly stating he was a confused boy. if a confused boy is a good boy but just confused, he still will not steal. that's my opinion. i don't know the man, i'm just stating my opinion. i wasn't abused when i was a child, but i knew how it was to grow up without proper guidance from my own parents. but i didn't rebel against my better judgement. i'm not judging him, i promise. i'm just writing down my opinion. on my page.

bottom-line is, he has grown. his story should have had ended at the time the social workers helped him out of his then hellish house. he was found already at that point. but it went on. the title should have been the boy who got himself lost because he wouldn't listen to the elderly but follows his instinct judging from his past, defensively carrying out actions because he thinks he is lost. 

no judgement.