My iPod is on shuffle and I was pretty jovial when it played Borderline/Open Your Heart (Glee) as its first track. I was close to dancing before I uproot my mother from her corporate chair so we can finally head home. Then this song played.
And the song kept playing.
Malas mo, ikaw ang natipuhan ko.
I have not updated this blog for a while and I feel quite bad about it. When you come to think of it, there are way too many sites I have not updated, and I finally took the opportunity to update each of them this week.
Chictopia will have to wait. I am yet to whip up a fantastic look for my comeback post. Not that I have that much fans. Hahahaha.
What I managed to revive was my deviantART site. With all the early trips I took this year (Tagaytay for our planning conference and Canyon Cove with the family), I happily clicked away the camera my good Ate Chie lent me. I have to admit I should have taken a refresher course last year; I’ve had this camera for over a year now and I still have not utilized it to its fullest. But then there are these shots that I just fall in love with.
Canyon Cove Sunset 1
Canyon Cove Sunset 2
Call it narcissistic because I love my own work, but really, looking at the photos I took in January made me realize in spite of the good thing I have going on at work, I still want to be a photographer.
This year, I promise I will relearn my ropes. Now, I just need Adah to relearn it with me.
Believe me when I say there will be more photos to come. :)
Just this. Just these. :)
I’ve always loved books. I remember back when I was a kid; I first fell in love with Archie comics. I’ve always wanted to be Betty because she’s always so considerate and sweet and giving. But of course, in the end, I ended up being more like Veronica. Minus the rich part. Hahaha.
Anyway, I kind of am reminded that I have a book backlog when I got home from work today and saw a pile of books I was supposed to read. Before MAP started, I joined this community online whose goal is to finish 50 books in a year. I managed to complete that list, and shared quite a handful of reviews, but because I decided to become more serious in planning for my future (or at least having a plan), I only got to complete 50 books for a year. BUMMER.
And this is my stinking pile.
Got this about a couple of months ago. I think.
I got this with the other one and the next one. Bought it from the National Bookstore big ol’ sale.
Of course, I had to buy a classic. :)
Bought this when I was with Dylan, just last week.
The only book I managed to start reading
At some point, it did become depressing. I really love reading. I actually see JK Rowling as a heroine because she made kids fall in love with reading again. I am so thankful for books because they fueled my imagination. And I would hate to neglect my first teachers, but I already am.
Contrary to the saying, I really do judge a book by its cover. I want the cover to age with me: gracefully. I want a cover that will actually look like it’s been touched and felt by time. A cover that remains uncovered, so that as the book is borrowed and passed on from one reader to another, their hands leave an imprint on the cover. And the book would know it’s been read.
Most people find that weird, and most people disagree with my “care” (or lack of). Most people would cover them with plastic and preserve the crispness of the pages. Not me. I imagine myself being 60 and my floor-to-ceiling, wall-to-wall bookshelves filled with books with yellowed pages. Hmmm. Perfect.
We’ve been trying very hard to be an interesting family again. And by interesting, I mean rediscover the beauty of dining out. It was quite fun, convincing my mother to dine out one evening. To be honest, if there won’t be an event, I highly doubt we’d ever eat out. That’s the price you pay for having parents that cook like chefs and are satisfied with the usual dishes.
So yeah, I elbowed them to get me my fix of dining out. First stop was Hap Chan, about a couple of weeks ago. :)
They have pretty good house tea. We had about two refills of this.
Their shark's fin dumpling is soooo good.
the salt of your skin 