Monday, March 28, 2011

Thinking

Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything it is because we are dangerously near wanting nothing.
 Sylvia Plath


Meaning to write something here. Soon when I've cleared up my mind. 
In the meantime, 




I cannot wait for April to end, which is funny because March hasn't ended yet.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Highs of the Weekend

It's been a while since I stayed home for an entire weekend to fix my room. My mom has been bugging me for months to do something about it, but I never got the time to do a major fixing.

Since it's already spring, I guess it's time to do some... (drum roll please!!!) Spring Cleaning (har har)

So I've thrown stuff, put away some more, and did something about compartments and clear boxes. Talk about an overhaul. But not so much really. If I had it my way, I would repaint my room, replace my bed, and put new lights. But I don't have the time and resources for that yet so I made semi-major changes. 

One of those changes is my book case. 

Before it looks like this:

Photo taken months before
And my books started increasing every pay day. If this looks chaotic to you, the more recent state would be more chaotic. Too bad I didn't get to take a photo. 

Then I remember my best friend Lian's post about her new "book shelf." Although I don't believe it so much that it was her who thought about it and not her mother, as I know she isn't capable of fixing her things (JOKE) I took the idea as a springboard to my makeshift book case. 

A photo of Lian's books on her loft ladder
My brother and I used to have a wooden bunk bed. But since we grew taller and possibly (because it may not look like it) heavier, our parents decided to get us a new double deck with metal frame. After a while, my they decided to sleep downstairs (of whatever reason) and told me to sleep in their old room instead. I used to make my part of the bunk bed my own room. Own little lamp, radio component, several books, pretend desk in my bed. Now that I have my own room, these things are no longer (well sometimes books are still in my bed) on my bed. We had the wooden bunk bed dismantled, but kept the ladder around because nobody seems to like it, except us. 

Then an idea suddenly popped in my mind. inspired by Lian's bookshelf, I present to you, my new book case!!!


Now who would think that used to be a ladder, huh? 


The first "shelf" is occupied by Filipiniana books, young adult books, and fiction.

could have arranged this one by color, aside from by height
Second "shelf" has hardbounds and some more fiction and some non-fiction



The third "shelf" carries more non-fic books and my older books. You'll see my Cosmopolitan recommended books there too. I used to collect those in high school hehe


My table is now occupied by writing books, female writers book, and some more fiction

My pretty decent (in my own appreciation)collection of writing/journ books
My favourite female writers: Anne Sexton, Sylvia Plath, Camille Paglia, Simone de Beauvior
Meg Cabot, Jeannette Winterson, Elizabeth Wurtzel, and Candace Bushnell
Coelho, Ellis, Marquez, Hoff, and Love Letters
On the wall are some of my favourite photos and abubut

What's on the Wall:
a. A bookmark with my fave Eleanor Roosevelt quote: "The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams"
b. My HS barkada photo
c. Kuya and I when we were kids
d. Flyer for Capoeira class I need to sign up to
e. Flyer of some music fest
f. picture of my dog Raskie
g. A proof that I'm ArtLet 2010 graduate 

what else I need to put:
a. Family picture
b. The Jeep Picture, #fantasticfour picture

Next week if I'm free again, I shall look for more projects!
Can't wait for Monday /sarcasm.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Writing this with Black Swan in the Background

It's been a while since the last post, wasn't it? Fucked up internet connection is an ass. Been enjoying my work lately. Went to CamSur for two consecutive months this year. I guess I've already been used to going to CamSur that's why it wasn't much of a big deal anymore. I also like that I get to spend some time clients, just like last Friday. It was work for almost 10 hours and almost endless chat til about 11pm. It was fun to talk about politics, entertainment, history, etc. with Gov. Lray, Ms. Lara, MJ, and sir Wilson. I wish it will happen again, but I hope it won't be in Alabang anymore because it brings a lot of memories. Kidding.

Anyway, it seems like I've already adjusted with work life. Seven freaking months wasn't easy and it's great that I am actually surviving. I've started to love my job. People say that if you love your job, it doesn't come as work anymore. I wish the feeling lasts because it would totally be disappointing if at the middle of everything, I suddenly lose interest in what I am doing. There's the unending desire to know everything. It may not look like it, but I am willing to learn everything about PR, even if in the history of my classes in UST, I almost flunked (LOL I really did) my PR class because I'd rather watch John Lloyd movies and loiter in library than listen to professor. 

But despite all that, my wanting to go back to school re-emerged (hehe with the word). I don't know. It suddenly dawned on me that I wanted to go back to school, but not to master in Communications or Journalism. I know, that was the original plan. But I've became fascinated again with Psychology, Sociology, and Philosophy --- three of my other choices for undergrad courses. I wanted to study again, but I don't want my parents to pay for it anymore, if ever. I don't want to study here also. I've been asking my cousin if he knows anything about scholarship grants in Germany and Switzerland where he's staying and he told me he'll tell me if ever. I am hoping it pushes through. I have been saving some of my salary for my future education, because I'm determined to really go back and study. 

If it won't happen, I can spend my money travelling. That's another way of learning new things. 

And for an inappropriately added GIF, just because. 


Good Night!