Wednesday, December 28, 2011

111: More Frustration.

I am incredibly frustrated as I write this entry. The thing that frustrate me is how my painting have turned out. I know I don't paint often so having an output that's worth to throw is something I should have expected. Well I have expected it.

But even though I have anticipated how the outcome will be, it still hurts me. Damn, can I just be good on something without having to worry about the outcome? I mean, okay every maestro started having a bad outcome. I remembered that I have read on Outliers that most of the people who are successful have work on their expertise already 10,000 hours ahead of everyone.

Okay, I should remember that; and so I should stop whining and ranting how I suck because I haven't even reach my 100 hours of painting.

I'm sorry I really shouldn't be ranting and whining and being an annoying kid since it's Christmas. But I can't help it.

Monday, December 26, 2011

110: Life: And ... life starts now.

I have been thinking about this for quite some time. I have this thought of generally making a change. I'm doing this not just because new year is coming. But because I want to become the better person I was yesterday.

I'm 22 and sooner or later I'll be 25 then 30. I'm growing and there's nothing to stop it. I should start living my life now than just by waiting for that 'right time'.

It's that I am going to throw caution out of the window, but actually just do something out my usual sync. Explore, do something new, and etc., It's just that I want to do things that's different.

I know that probably you have bumped into this kind of quote "If you do same things again and again you get exactly the same outcome". So, now that I am conscious of what I have been doing, I want to derail my self from my (usual) trail. Take baby steps. It wouldn't hurt.

I'm lucky to have bumped on this article because it had helped me strengthen my plans. Every day is a new day; every hour, every minute, every second is a chance for us to do new things; to explore new streets, so why not take it now?

Thursday, December 22, 2011

108: Hello, Naya Rivera.

Excuse me, while I introduce you to the woman who was the reason why I started watching Glee.

Please, meet Naya Rivera or Glee's Santana Lopez. To say, I'm not really into Glee. I haven't watched it until I have seen their Adele mashup version of Rumor Has It / Someone Like You. What really grabbed my attention was Santana. First, it was the fiery passion performance she did there. She was burning! Second, I actually love her voice.

Also, it's just an instant adoration for me when female celebrities play beyond their sexuality without losing their gorgeousness. Since, Naya Rivera plays the fierce lesbian in Glee just added an extra point for me: bitchy character, flawless woman, playing a lesbian. Who. Wouldn't. Fall. In. Love. With. Her?




107: Video: Santana Lopez' Santa Baby


The very reason why I keep questioning my sexuality

Sunday, December 18, 2011

106: Rilakkuma! ♥

I am currently in love with: Rilakkuma. 
I cannot resist its cuteness. 

105: Picture: Pretty Little Liars' Shay Mitchell NOH8 photoshoot.

Shay Mitchell for NOH8

I haven't watched Pretty Little Liars but when I read that she has a Filipino blood, I decided that watching the series is a must. 

brought to you by:
Dancing Rilakkuma

Saturday, December 17, 2011

104: Yes, It's okay to be Gay. :)

My previous post entitled Life Encounters made me question my sexuality because I am shipping lesbian couple and because I get attracted to same sex. However, I realized that experiencing what I have mentioned does not have to be analyzed; because it's okay. It's okay if I'm being pansexual, homosexual, heterosexual, or whatever it is; because seriously, does it really matter?

I really think that we really don't need to put labels in our sexuality right. My sister told me, sexuality is fluid. I can be straight today and be gay-est of all gay tomorrow. So it doesn't really matter what I am or who I am in love with because it shouldn't be a problem and I shouldn't be ashamed of it. And I think she's right. I should just keep it real and I'm not hurting anyone.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

102: Life Encounters.

I know I haven't blogging here as I jump back to tumblr ever since my fascination with Glee started. But I thought about blogging here because there's something I want to blab about. As much I wanted to rant in my tumblr, I do not want people to think that I am being a jealous idiot who's experiencing identity crisis.

  1. I ship gay couple in Glee. Are you watching Glee? If so, I bet you are familiar with Brittany and Santana. Brittany and Santana are the cheerleader in the group. Well you see I fell in love with them. I love their story so much that led me to question my sexuality.
  2. Since I got into the "Brittana" bandwagon, I got envious ~ intensely envious by the fact that I cannot be darn good as others in creating graphics and drawing. 
Okay so focusing on the first one. I never really thought about my sexuality even before I started falling in love with Santana and Brittany, however ever since a friend of mine commented the oddity of my fascination with the couple led me to wonder about my sexual preference. 

First and foremost, I wouldn't deny that I am actually attracted to female. I mean, I tend to have girl crush when I find them admirable or charming. But though the fact that I find myself infatuated with them I never really considered being in relationship with them. So does that make me ... lesbian? bi-curious?

The thing is I cannot just picture myself being committed to women compare to seeing myself with a male partner.  You know what I mean? So yeah probably I'm bi-curious.

Second, regarding my being envy, I just couldn't comprehend how others in the darn tumblr could be so darn good in graphics. I get frustrated when I see how others were doing. So of course I end up doing my darn best to better and I end up thinking how I suck. 

Lol, but I guess the best part there is that I do not stop. 

Oh well that's all we have for now.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Saturday, November 5, 2011

100th! :)

well ... whaddya know. I reached my 100th! ☺
but this too shall pass.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

99: Rant!: Losing Touch?

I have been wondering if I have lost my touch towards the habits that I used to love. First, losing my love on writing. I have been a frustrated writer. I may not be a proficient writer but yes every now and then (before) I used to ramble on my journal. I used to compose quite a few paragraphs. Now, I'm down to 1 paragraph to a few sentences.

I usually blame my work; telling myself that I am too tired to even think of an entry. Or I'd rather caught up with my missed sleep that's why I procrastinate writing until forgotten.

Second, losing my attraction towards drawing. I have been trying to improve my drawing ever since. Like on drawing, I also lost my attention on drawing.

It's frustrating. I know I do not want to lose these habits. In fact I want to add few things in my habits. There's sculpting, painting, and cooking. I hope that I won't be the type of person who turned out to be slaves of work that the only thing they know to do is to work and sleep.

Oh well ... So does this mean that I have totally lost my touch? -- no not yet. I may not write as often as I used to but at least I am able to think what to write about. As you know, evident of this entry. Then, I still have a time to draw though very very little. But, if I manage not to practice them even - even a little while, I'll lose it.

So I guess this all depends on me now, right?

Saturday, October 29, 2011

98: A fix.

I do not know whether to laugh or do a face palm right now.

It's just that I realized that most of entries here contains some grammatically incorrect sentences and has a bunch of typos.

My dear readers I do apologize; because sometimes I do not proofread. I publish whatever came out. haha!

But I'm a bit embarrassed. So I'll try to iron things in the future. ☺


Wednesday, October 26, 2011

97: Link: Be Inspired

It's a surprise what we find at the net. Someone in my facebook was tagged in this particular photo that led me to this incredibly awe-inspiring group, the Daily Inspiration and Motivation. I looked around at the group and was inspired indeed.


Please do go and join the group.


Sunday, October 23, 2011

96: The Week that Was

Okay so there's a lot of things that I must share with you. But first and foremost was my TPR presentation. TPR presentation is "Training Progress Report". Basically the new hires at HP (Hewlett-Packard) are required to present to the managers and team leaders the updates of how their first 6 - 8 months went with the team.

I received the invitation last week friday. It all came a sudden that surprised me. I was not expecting that I would be presenting this Wednesday (October 19). But though it came by a surprise I felt no fear; but I must admit I was alarmed. There are few things that had alarmed me; like what I should report, if my content is suffice, or if I would meet their approval.

Their position in the industry had intimidated me, but I've prayed. I prayed for God's guidance. In the end, my presentation went smooth and actually surpassed my expectation. In which I have to thank God for that.

I was blessed.

Second, the impediments of love story. There are times that I think that I was pursuing this guy so much that he cannot return the effort I was giving. But first I do not want to confuse you. You see, this guy and I had a past. It did not work well just because of a lot of things getting between us. But I think if I am free to love .... things would go our way, but it didn't. So now I thought if I could keep him as a friend, maybe eventually ...

So I am trying to gain back his friendship because who knows ... if we're able to keep in touch for long, we might end up soon.

But *sigh* to say, sometimes I feel like I was pushing myself too much. ☹

Then I received the post-card from my well beloved friend from Denmark. I woke up and someone had placed the post-card beside me. So it was the first thing I have seen. It was such a beautiful way to wake up.

My officemates and I went to Serendra last friday. It was unexpected. We got there around 11 o'clock and most of the shops were closed already. We were lucky to be able to get a dinner at Claw Daddy and buy a cupcake from Sonja's. It was a lovely treat for ourselves.



Lastly, I enjoyed my colleague's coffee. It's funny! She makes her coffee in odd measurements. She would take a regular cup of  hot water, then a pint of powdered coffee and quite a spoonful of sugar. If you look at the cup, it wouldn't give you an idea that what's inside is a coffee. You can actually mistake it for a tea because of its lightness. But I enjoy the taste.

The coffee

Oh well that's all that has been on my weekdays. It was abrupt but it was fun.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

95: Letter: "Of course, I'll always be your friend."

A letter for him.

Hello,

Oh how I hate your email. lol. I have written you an email that was beautifully written - induced by my tipsiness and you did not get to read it. What a shame. lol. It's quite a long one and you can read it when you are bored. I liked how I wrote it. Anyway I sent it Sept 17, I hope you'd read it. And you definitely need to get a new email. 

Yes, I have been busy ... busy at the office and busy with life but of course I know how to balance things. I don't have to dwell in just working right?

About Steve Jobs' death, yes it's quite celebrated here too. A lot of people here are crazy about Mac products; and I'm one of them. We have this signature boards in Mac stores; there are people there giving flowers etc., I was totally moved by his death I couldn't help but give my Mac a caress upon hearing the sad news. Btw, have you bought iPhone4S? I wanted to buy one but I have to wait until it gets here.

*smiles* if you wanted a small dog you should have gotten dogs that do not grow so big. I love toy dogs. But I have another lab and i love her. I named her Michelle. I know it might sounds lame. She's quite too happy, bouncy all the time. I should have named her Tigger (from Winnie the Pooh character).

Of course, I'll always be your friend. I treasure great friends as what The Little Prince have taught me when I was a kid. Have you read that book? It's written by Antoine Saint-Exupery. It taught me a lot of things. To value things that cannot be seen. And of friendship.
“In one of those stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night. And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend...I shall not leave you.”
Anyway I have attached the picture of Mac store with sign boards; and a picture of myself taken by my friend. I was tipsy in that picture, while I was watching NFL at Friday's. Quite a sight eh? haha! In my next email I shall tell you of my friends. :)

Always,

Sunday, October 16, 2011

94: A Feast of No One

Today we celebrate the feast of our patron. 10 years ago, celebrating feast had been a chaos (in a good way). There are street dancings, bands, majorettes, tourists, and etc., the cacophony of the street noise would never fail to make you feel that it is indeed a celebration.

But as they say, things change. Today, as we celebrate the feast our street is not packed with tourists' cars. There are no street noise, no dancing, no singing., It would seem that people had outgrown the tradition.

10 years ago, we would have our relatives coming over. Today, we only had our grandmother's sister visiting. She did not even bother to stay long. I guessed that she had stayed only in courtesy to my father. Last year, none of his relatives came and he outraged at them saying that he had prepared for them yet they did not bother to come. He felt snubbed.

It did not bother me that we did not have many visitors or there are no street parties, but I wouldn't deny that it made me sad to think how others had gone indifferent to a day where everyone in the family get together, thank the patron, and have a good time.

93: Downton Abbey: Anna Smith and John Bates


“I’ll be patient and bear anything … except for you to go away again.”
- Anna Smith to John Bates


92: untitled apathy

Every time I think about him I couldnt help but feel this incredible sense of longing. I know we both didn't promise anything to each other, so holding him to remain steadfast is impossible. I knew even before the chances of him meeting someone else is just great. I know I should prepare myself for possible separation and keep in mind that we are not bind by commitment. I do not want to hold him because it would seem selfish of me. I know if I did. I would be oblige to give him things that I am not ready to give yet; and I know that I wouldn't give him anything. Then, possibly, he will likely to end up hating me; because I had been coward to love him fully.

It's saddening because everything is suppressed. It's saddening because he was the best thing that had happened to me. Now, things seems to wither. But this does not mean that I no longer have any hope because I still do. Besides, I really believe that if we are meant to be, the world would conspire for us to get together eventually.

Let's just wait and see what will happen. But I wouldn't deny that I love him plenty. ♥

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

91: Because God brought her to me

How unlikely.

Earlier, while I was in the bus there was this distressed old lady who needs to go home to her hometown. She had traveled to our place to go to her daughter to tell that her father was dead but unfortunately she was not able to meet her because her daughter was forced out in her place. Now, the old lady does not know where she lived. She had traveled a few miles with a few money on pocket just to share to her daughter the sad news but her journey was put in vain.

She went through the municipality to ask where her daughter is but the people there told her that they don't know where she is already. I believed she asked for help but I think no helped was given to her. She wanted to get home because there's no longer a point to stay in our town.

Unfortunately, she was left with 15 pesos on her own pocket. She rode the bus despite her lack of money, I guess she was relaying to people's compassion. The bus controller didn't allow her to ride despite her begging. I was sitting on the same row with her but on another corner in the bus. I was not able to understand what they were talking about. I thought they were discussing about her senior citizen card but apparently they don't.

The bus was nearing Ayala station, where I would be dropped off. Since the seat next to me was available (my brother had just took off in Magallanes) the old lady sat beside me. When she sat next to me, she told me what happened. She told me she had no money to ride the bus and that she was only lent by the lady who sat in front of us. She told me she asked the lady she sat next to but was snubbed. I couldn't believe that the lady she sat next to was incredibly insensitive. Maybe she was being cautious of giving money but the lady was in serious need of help. If the old lady failed to pay she would be throne out of the bus. Good thing the lady who sat in front of us saved her by lending her an additional 40 pesos (Pacita - Ayala fare).

She asked me where Ayala was and if I'll be stopping there. I told her that I will. She asked me where El Shaddai was. I told her I don't know. Then she told me that she would like to see Mike Velarde (of El Shaddai) to ask for fare so she can go back to her home town.

My first thought was she was going to do something impossible. First, she wouldn't be allowed by Forbes Park body guard to pass through. Second, she has no idea where Mike Velarde lives. I was a little distracted as I tried to asses her situation, but she got my attention back when she ranted about people's insensitivity. She was fighting her tears when she was telling me how she felt. I was moved by compassion. It didn't sink all to me until I realized how serious her dilemma is.

I was a little reluctant, but the fact that if this old lady is not going to be helped by anyone, chances are she's going to be a street beggar. The moment she sat beside me and tell me her story, I knew that it came to me that I have to help her. I'm not a rich person. I'm not sure if I can help her but I have to know how much her fare is -- so I can help. I asked her how much she needed I was hoping she wouldn't say something more than a thousand but I am willing. Then she said her fare would cost her 380 pesos.

What a relief.

Without thinking twice, I told her to come with me because I have to withdraw a few cash. Her first concern was where will I bring her. I almost wanted to giggle because suddenly, I feel like a villain but I assured her that I am not taking her anywhere I just need to go to the nearest ATM machine.

When she knew that she was being rescued she couldn't help but be so grateful that she kept on saying that God had brought me to her. She also gave me a motherly peck on the cheek and patted my hair. She told me that she works in their church and then I knew that God had sent her to me. I knew God knew that I can help her and He knew that I would not turn my back to someone who needs me.

I have handed her the cash she needed and a meal from KFC and I gently told her not to lose the money she's holding because she might not get back home. She embraced me and I embraced her back. I have hailed her a bus to take her on the next stop and saw her settled there.

I don't know if she will get back to her hometown. She got to the bus going to Cubao around 7 PM. She told me that she would be travelling for 5 hours. Let's face it, she's travelling from Manila to Isabella at night. I couldn't help but worry until now. God only knows the evil lurking in this country. But I know that she will be safe. I know God will protect her with his wings.

I will never know if she got safe but I know God will.

“Thank You, Father, no evil shall befall me nor shall any plague come near my dwelling,” 
(Psalm 91:10)

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

90: Melancholia

I should have written about this few days ago.

Melancholia. This is what I have been feeling for few weeks already. My state had been in gloomy. What had caused for me to feel like this is because I feel alone. I couldn't think seem to whisk away the feeling of loneliness despite of how I tried to find a diversion.

I feel out of place in the world. I feel away from everyone. The only time I feel ever close to someone is when I am around my friends. Being around them had been a temporary tranquility. A doze of my medicine just so I wouldn't dwell so much of my depression.

Home is not even a home already. I feel drifting away from my family. There are buried skeletons in our own closets that we are not willing to let go. This causes for me to shield myself away from them. My family and I pretended that it does not exist. Maybe it's better that way. Maybe it's better to keep it all hidden in the closet than to take it out and end up in melodramatic play. Drama is definitely something that I do not need at the moment.

I conceal bleakness by looking thoroughly happy. People who does not know me would even see me as a happy person; but for those who had known my heart (and they are so few) would know that I am dead inside.

I need this to stop. I need to find my equanimity. 

Monday, October 10, 2011

89: Steve Jobs

1955 - 2011

88: Menage.

Menage/Erotica are my guilty pleasures. I wanted to understand how could anyone get into this kind of sexual lifestyle. But so far as erotica is concern what really beguiles me is the menage. I guess ... menage is just taking pleasure to higher level. Observing and imagining how the pleasure can be brought by having two partners giving/receiving pleasures is just overwhelming. I guess that's why some prefer it. Can love exist? --- I'm not entirely sure but I'm skeptical. That's why when the heroine/hero (1st person), talks about being in love I couldn't help but roll my eyes because it felt like s/he was more in lust rather than in love.

When menage takes place, for me, it's all about lust. Gratifying the lustful side of one's self. Why? Well you are receiving pleasure from two person. Not exactly the spell binding, outpouring love between a couple that needs to be released physically.

I'm a romantic/passionate person thus this is why menage never appeals to me. Three is a crowd. It will never be romantic.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

87: Writer's block.


I had been diminishing. As time goes by my writing skills has been slowly withering; like a tree going to an autumn phase. Seeing my entries this year was disappointing compare to my previous years. During those times, writing had been a sole companion. A loyal and encouraging reader. But now, I felt like a stranger to my own journal. 

The feelings that I want to write about becomes a struggle. There would be times that I would find myself having a hard time composing. I don't know what's happening but recently ... it had always been like that. 

I am becoming more and more frustrated with writing because I no longer write like how I used to. If before, I felt running towards my journal. Now, I feel like running away from it. Now, writing is becoming a task that I am compelled to do, rather something I am free to do. 

There was no one to blame in my shortcoming but myself. I hope I can go back.

Friday, September 30, 2011

86: Life Rant: When Time Permits

22 years and time had been running fast; albeit too fast. Most of my life I had been a spectator. I watch how the world go round, I watch people come and go, individuals becoming couple, things get broken and fixed. I had been an audience -- most of the time watching and never playing an important part. 

Maybe on the right time, someone will hand me the role that I have to play.

S o m e d  a y .

Sunday, September 25, 2011

85: Here comes the kindle!

Proud owner of Kindle
name: King (09.24.2011)
Amazon Kindle 3rd Generation

Monday, September 19, 2011

84: ALDO: Watch and Earrings [set]

I have a current accessory obsession store: ALDO.

I think what I love about ALDO is that its accessories are affordable yet very elegant and fashionable. I should have posted this few days ago but I was a bit busy, so yes this is quite an overdue post. teehee. What I have bought are a set of earrings and a watch set that has different color straps to suit my dress/clothes theme.




Their set of earrings (that are not dangling) are quite limited though, I am hoping they will have a new stock coming soon. I'm not really fond of dangling so this is the only one that had tickled my fancy. Suffice.

have been browsing in ALDO and I cannot go wrong with their accessories; with a reasonable price and with a elegant style what else should I look for? I'm not disappointed with what I have browsed and I'd absolutely would like to go back and have my accessories bought there.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

83: Letter: [T]hen comes oblivion

A letter for him; some parts are omitted.

While trying to gather my thoughts in what I should write to you (and if ever you'll get to read this), I'm currently enjoying red wine from Napa, California while listening to Ray Lamontagne's Trouble CD (I'm currently in Hold You In My Arms track). I always have thought Ray Lamontagne, Michael Buble's songs were a good choice to spend the night lounging and swaying while tipsy. Mind you, tipsy not drunk.

Well I am hoping that after writing this, I could get a dreamless sleep. Thanks to my wine. ;)

The weather here is just perfect. It's not hot, just perfect. It had been raining then and now. So the weather's cool. You'd find the bedsheets cool during the night, and night just smells like an after-washed rain. I think you have mentioned that you had a flu due to your trip to Taiwan, I hope you are well now. Must have been quite hard to be sick traveling.

Well regarding my shift, no. I'm still working late at night. I'm getting used to it anyway. It wasn't pleasant but bearable. [...] Anyway, most of the time during weekends, I would find myself awake early in the morning (like 2 AM) just because I was asleep during day time but I find night time very comforting. Everything is too quiet; almost had reminded me that peace is probably just like that.

About my nude drawings, well I'm getting the curves of the body but has never perfected the face of the person. I sort of wanted to exclude the head and just the body because it ruins the drawings. But probably a few more practice, I'll be good. I'm using pencil, colored pencil, and oil pastels btw. You know, I like having colors, smudges on my hands. It felt so ... sexy. I don't know but there's something so very enticing in drawing a nude picture, completing it and knowing that I have made it with my own hands and seeing the traces left on me.

[...]

Well I hope to hear from you soon. I hope you get to read this and have not this buried on your junk mail because I'd be disappointed. *sigh* Anyway, I'm happy for your dog. Let your dog have a great life. She'd love you for it. *wink*.

Before I end this, I'm currently listening on Luther Vandross' Superstar and half finished on my drink. 10 minutes after this, I'll be on the bed lying, after 30 minutes of staring on the ceiling -- thinking what you are probably doing by the very minute; then comes oblivion.

Goodnight.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

82: Life rant: Beginning a new chapter as a woman.

I don't know how many times I have ranted how I wanted to change. But I am pretty sure that I have blogged about it once, twice, or thrice already. I had unceasingly mentioned that I wanted to change. I want to change how I dress and how I act. I wouldn't say that it's not a struggle because it was a struggle. Coming out of my comfort zone was hard because I had to battle the things that I was already used to. I have grown to what I had been so things that I do already come unconscious.

For 20 years, I have never really cared about how I look. I was not fashionably inclined. It never bothers me that I wear the same things over and over again; or I'm fine with a sneakers, jeans, and a comfy shirt. But I realized that it cannot be the same case forever.

I think I just came to a certain point in my life where in I realized that I cannot be the same person for the next years to come. I had never bothered to buy a dress, never bothered to put a make-up, never bothered to buy accessories, etc., but I realized after watching few shows, movies, and reading about woman things how much I wanted to look like a woman; to act like a woman.

With few inspirations I realized how much I wanted to "blossom". I never understood how woman spend their money buying clothes, going gaga over shoes, pampering to look better because I never felt the same craving. But now I understood how unimaginably it feels so good when I indulge myself to look better.

It was not vanity; but just the fact that I wanted to look better.

People I know teases me for outgrowing my old self. They realized that my facade as a nerd/tomboy was slowly changing -- slowly ending. They now see me beginning my new chapter as a woman.

Change is a work. It's a constant battle of what I have been and of what I want to be. But with determination and with constant reminder of what I wanted, made me guarantee myself that I will succeed in changing.

Friday, September 16, 2011

81: Jaime Fraser and Claire Beauchamp - Chibi!

Click to full view.

My comment?
I wish I were more adept in digital drawing. I'm having a hard time with stroking using the pen tablet. But well ... to say I'm a little content. But I think I could have improved it more. 

*sigh*

80: Book Rant: Sinful by Charlotte Featherstone

omg, first I have to collect my thought. I'm still in spaz.

okay, inhale exhale.

I was skeptical about reading this because someone had left a nasty review on this book that took out all of the enthusiasm I have (okay, remind me not to read reviews again ). But I have tried to read this and thought just to get on with it. So I started earlier in the morning until I realized that I was dragged. The book had dragged me and made me so hook that I spent the last of my 9 hours reading it; and finishing it within the day. ~ I kick arse, ain't I? hahaha.

I love love love how Charlotte Featherstone write. So far with the last two books that I have read I was not disappointed. She brings the emotion in the story. She shares to the reader the depth of the emotions that her characters were feeling. Thus, I couldn't help but share with them what they are going through. I had been angry, sad, happy, just by reading it.

~ I love you Charlotte for being a good author! ~

The characters in the book had so much depth in them that I understood so clearly why they are lead to be that way. It was easy for me to understand them. To sympathize with them because I had understood their character.

What I also love about this book is that it did not tread to the usual historical - romance plot. It had its own twist. It would take you for a ride while clenching your hands against your heart because it's going to be broken ... then mended.

All in all, I recommend this book. If you love a deep -- I mean emotionally deep -- gut wrenching deep historical romance pick this one. It's not a disappointment.

... I want to say something though; damn all the characters who gets in the way for their happily ever after. hahaha!



Well off I go and to read the epilogue!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

78: Outlander - Character: (Young) Jaime Fraser


If you don't read Outlander series by Diana Gabaldon you will never relate to this post. Anyhow, this is exactly how I picture Jaime Fraser in my head. I just need to see him in kilt and then perfecto! 

If you want to know who is this gorgeous man, his name is Gabriel Aubry; model, was (/is) connected with Halle Berry (father to her child/ren, not sure hahaha). 

*sigh* this whole casting is really just nutty. No one knows if this movie/mini-series will push through yet people at the Diana Gabaldon Fans Group in Facebook had been very adamant in talking about the movie/mini-series' casting. hahaha

Well I must admit it's fun to believe that there will be a movie/mini-series in the future.

Oh well I guess we can all hope. :3

77: Wisdom: Forgiveness

76: Should have never watched Insidious

what a bloody idiot.

Well for one, I have watched Insidious; and now I am scared to death to sleep. I really don't like watching horror flicks because it would mean paranoid days and nights for me. After watching a horror film, the feeling I have while watching it stays with me. Worst is, whenever I sleep I end up having bad dreams ~ all connected with the movie I have watched. Thus, I get all jumpy and scared all through out the week.

It's been so very long since I have watched a horror film and I thought I'd give it a try and be reasonable about it. You know, consoling myself not to be afraid because it's just a silly movie after all. But ~ for some damned reason ~ my emotion cannot be controlled. hahaha! I still ended up being paranoid feeling haunted by the ghost in the movie that I have watched.

Oh well I hope can get a grip eventually.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

75: Doodle time.

practice. practice. practice.

Jaime and Claire: Chibi version

I should definitely start installing the wacom tablet.

74: Cook-along with Gordon Ramsay: Rib-Eye Steak



Heavens, just look at how bad-ass Gordon Ramsay cook that rib-eye. I am a sucker for Rib-eye steak. I am salivating just by looking at it. By weekend, I am going to do this. By God.

Monday, September 5, 2011

73: Look at the pretties! ☺

Just look at that pretty sight

I am so in love with the Outlander series, you just don't know. I'm on the fourth book now but I am delaying. I'm going to read it (probably) this coming Saturday when I have the Fiery Cross on my hand. Actually, the original plan is I'm going to read it after I finish re-reading the Outlander; but I don't think I cannot wait that longer. Anyhow, if you're wondering why I am delaying it's because I want to savor the book and not hurry on it. haha!

I'm itching to know what will happen next and what adventure/drama/twist awaits for me. I just hope nothing really heartbreaking because dang I get all affected as well.

P.S:

Jaime and Claire forever otp.

72: Room cleaned! ✓

Today is American holiday, thus no work for me. I was happy about it because it means long weekend for me. I have decided to clean my room, since I have free time on my hands. I have been meaning to clean it but I have been procrastinating. I am glad that I was able to push it through today.

It had been quite some time since I have cleaned my drawers; and funny how I have dug some old treasures! Well not really treasures but just some stuffs that I haven't been seeing for a while. Plus, I was able to discover some bills and coins hidden somewhere in my room. I think I retrieved a hundred bucks by just rummaging on my bags and drawers. But what I love most is that: I was able to retrieve my Christmas cards that was sent to me by my friends in livejournal.


After almost three hours of cleaning, I am proud of myself to be able to store back the beauty in my room.

Cheers!

71: Book Rant: Voyager by Diana Gabaldon

OMG. http://www.smileycodes.infoI finally have finished it, yet I am not yet ready to move to book #4! You can't imagine what I'm feel right now. Totally mixed emotion: Happiness, longing, and dread. I want to weep. This third installment of the series is where Claire had finally reunited with Jaime after they parted in book #2 (Dragonfly in Amber) .

After 20 years, Claire had learned the Jaime survived the Culloden War thus her decision to return to the stone to go back to him (who the hell wouldn't? I would! I would!)

During the times they were apart, I have shared with them their feeling of sadness and loneliness. I think I can no longer go back to the part where Claire and Jaime had went on to their separate life. It was depressing. It was saddening in deed.

I do not like reading the moments of their separate life because it was really nauseating. Plus, people who gets into their relationship is annoying! But when I got to the point where they reunited, my, sparks fly. I cannot contain my happiness when they got back together! So Happy!

Anyway, the voyager will take your emotions in different heights. I also love the adventure behind and the incredibly surprises and twists and turns. I cannot wait to read the next book but I have to stifle the urge for a while because I want to prolong my reading. I would want to go back reading Outlander again and understand the book more. :)

This is not a disappointment.
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