So much for keeping a supposed girl's room. I didn't bother to fix the rest of the background — what you see is what you get. Here's two of my latest acquisitions (from different people) — the seasonal bouquet (which obviously I couldn't give justice to in this shot) & a neat Dinga pillow (from Kathz last Tuesday). I knew I should've taken a picture of the last bunch of flowers I received (for my birthday), which came in a lovely peach & pink array.
Finally I've done most of what I wanted to accomplish, & finished (as well as enjoyed) a whole lot of other things in the process (like paying the proverbial household bills with my brother), so I probably can relax a bit now. As Veronique Vienne once put it, "a measure of happiness is how often we sigh at ease".
Speaking of which, I might as well quote her further (what I've always been wanting to do but keep forgetting!) because I love silly, pour femme books that help enrich my tarot reading & keep me sane by justifying my quirks at the same time:
"Some of the best thinking we do happens when the conscious mind is on a sabbatical.
"Isaac Newton figured out the law of universal gravitation when sitting under a tree.
"Ben Franklin invented the lightning rod while flying a kite.
"Thomas Edison came up with the lightbulb filament while idly rolling kerosene residue between his fingers.
"Albert Einstein pondered the riddle of the universe with a cat on his lap.
"So don't get up yet. Contribute to science. Stay prone as long as you can.
"Erosion is a slow process, but it's a creative one. It's how the earth chisels mountains, carves canyons, makes sand dunes, & subdivides continents... Don't be afraid to wear down what's on the surface of ordinary life in order to expose the rock bottom of your feelings."
Ooh, how Zen! :D Drudgery is good all along. Like I always say, sometimes my mind is clearest while I'm worked up washing the dishes or watering the plants or organizing my school notes. Or even with just a big spoiled cat named Sophie on my lap.
Just when I get my nails nicely done it had to rain on me & I had to fucking walk into puddles. At least I finally got to see The Incredibles, & it's worth a second round, especially animation-wise! The first time the trailer came out, I've to admit I wasn't really interested, but it looked funny nevertheless. Now I can't wait for it to come out on home video format, hehe.
The short film that came before it was cute, too. I have a thing for their shorts, & I'm hoping they'd come up with more soon. I love Knick Knack & For The Birds the most.
I hope I'll still be able to catch Taxi, & I can't wait for the second Bridget Jones movie. I haven't read the book, though. & I have yet to pick up the dry-cleaning, for crying out loud. If it didn't rain so hard I would've really gone out. Kathz did give me a P300 TGIFriday's discount coupon, after all, & I have to put it to good use even without her. :D
I'm still having trouble making a wishlist for the holidays, even if most of the things I'd want are trivial. I find it comforting & disturbing at the same time to realize that the stuff I want for Christmas aren't exactly what I need so desperately to acquire. All the things I ought to have are those what I have to attend to most diligently this year but can't force myself to focus on — like go to school, secure a driver's license/SSS number/passport, & stick to whatever exercise program I'll subject myself to. It's hard being responsible, though. I'd rather think about all the parties & readings I can go to than actually struggle to "grow" fucking "up", yo. Could it be I'm just tired of managing things alone? I can't even go out & watch a movie all by myself anymore. But I'd rather be alone & emo than stuck with the wrong person/crowd. I neeeeeeeeeed HELP, however. I have to snap out of this stupid phase.
Yeah, so all I can do is whine, whine, complain, bicker, whine. But I guess this is better than bottling it all up. I'm about to go crazIER any minute now — & my room is getting more cluttered than ever. Obviously I'm not doing anything about it. I have a whole lot of other shit to do elsewhere, like shop for groceries, cram for a movie marathon, endure a few hours at some salon just because I can, meet up with other blog buddies, mail greeting cards, & pick up the goddamn dry-cleaning. Wish me luck, I have to do ALL of that TODAY. :/
Some of the indispensable things I could use, though, from my pending wishlist would be pots & jars of my favorite body scrub, new cozy bedsheets (preferably in pink), black ballet flats that fit, & an all-expense paid trip to the Bermuda Triangle. Ooh.
Hehe, happy birthday Deric! :) Your party was fun. Thanks for letting me mess up your desktop resolution (our blogs are best viewed in 1024 x 768 pixels hehe), install the ever-cheesy-but-rather-indispensable Chikka Messenger in your hard drive, & trip on your upbeat mp3s. Nothing like crazy pop beats to revv up a partayyy. Not to mention silly captions to go with them pictures fresh from the circuit. :P Don't worry, they won't remain public for long.
I want to go to this mystic shop really bad, for some reason. Actually, I've been wanting to go anywhere that offers tarot readings & what not, but I'm like HOURS away from a couple of places I've been forever wanting to check out. Ever since I got my very first tarot reading from someone else up close + from the proverbial Baclaran/Quiapo chain earlier this week, I want to "consult" other readers, just so I can compare notes. Maybe even get a funky dreamcatcher, too. Or ask about my other inane-sounding sentiments about my budding uh, shamanism & worries about possible psychic vampirism. Hehe. Freaky ba? But that's just how it is. I can't concentrate fully yet, though, because I've got a lot of things lined up for my attention — school, household maintenance, blogging, Sophie & the rest of the brood (I've got 3 kittens up for grabs, any takers? PLEASE!), my personal crap (like them lovely black ballet flats in Via Venetto; I hope they'd fit, yikes!). I just wish I can run away to some really splendid secluded spot soon, but I'd really appreciate it if youguys can tag along. Sometimes talking to the likes of you helps me re-organize my cluttered thoughts faster than spending hours gorging on food while laughing it out with the grrrls. But sometimes at the end of the day wasting time with you makes me miss the beau more. I don't even have to babble much — he'll just willingly drive me wherever I want to go then I'll be happy, snug, & crazy without worrying if I'm getting on his nerves. Haha, what another seemingly pointless entry this is turning out to be.
But seriously, I really want to expand my horizons with regards to my tarot reading. If it's going to be the last thing on earth I'd be dabbling in, I might as well improve my skills. It involves a lot of things I enjoy doing — meeting new people, bonding with friends, waxing philosophical, tripping on psychoanalysis & other bordering-on-occult subjects, testing my patience & ability to quip nifty quotable stuff out of nowhere — it comes naturally somewhat. I have no idea where exactly this whole hoopla's taking me, but I should find out soon — & fast.
Sometimes — ironically at the times I have to show them the most.
But I'm really transparent.
2). How can we tell that you're already irritated?
Speaking of transparency, do I have to demonstrate? I get sarcastic, I raise my voice, I grimace, I whine, I go ALL-CAPS — & it's either I walk out & slam doors or I go completely ballistic when I can't take it anymore, like any normal angry person would.
3. How do you treat the person that obviously doesn't like you?
I'd rather steer clear of his/her path.
4. What usually ruins your mood?
A whole lot of things, depending on the context. :P
5. Who do you see everyday that you wish you just wouldn't see at all?
Thank God NO ONE at this point in time.
6. When was the last time that you had a good cry?
I don't remember.
& it's the first thing I need nowadays, but can't give myself just yet.
7. How often do you shop for clothes?
Not often. I'm lousy like that.
8. Who's your long-time crush?
Some guy way back fifth grade. :P
9. What do you plan to do a year from now?
Be more productive — finally get that fucking diploma.
10. Is there anything that you wish you have? What?
Aside from my proverbial peace of mind & stability as well as a legit driver's license to match my dream yellow LamborghiniDiablo... uh, I have yet to make a wishlist for Christmas, hehe.
12. Do you wish to live in a faraway land where nobody knows you?
Yeah, I get that a lot.
13. Have you kissed a total stranger?
Not quite.
14. What do you want to do at this very moment?
Make up my mind.
15. The worst feeling?
Aside from the proverbial physical pain? Feeling EMPTY.
16. How about the best?
Appreciation & achievement.
17. Ever given your number to someone you dislike?
Mm, I don't think so.
18. What's your passion?
tarot, friends, novelty, liberal arts, self-assertion...
19. What is self-expression for you?
Quasi-hedonism, hehe.
20. Describe yourself in one word.
Paradoxical.
21. What is love?
Irrational.
22. What is stupid?
Life, among other things. :P
23. What's your ultimate goal?
Realize the truth then requiescat en pace. 0:)
24. What do you feel when you walk across someone you like?
Before Sunset was heartbreakingly crazy + beautiful, & a sequel that was sure worth the LONG wait. I recommend watching its predecessor (staged in Vienna) right after, especially if it's been YEARS since you've last seen it — realizing how all the signs that Jesse (Ethan Hawke) & Celine (Julie Delpy) were so meant for each other (especially with what the seemingly crazy palm reader had to say! HAHAHA) made so much sense & how they've realized their dreams in the sequel only to regret those in the end. Both movies seem to ram up in your face the idea of, like, who needs their dreams when you have finally met your soulmate? WTF. Obviously I cried buckets of snot AGAIN & got inspired with their lengthy discourses. Parang Kill Bill, you have to see BOTH volumes talaga. I'll elaborate further — I feel like crying again but I have to fix dinner first.
Basta I can so much relate to Celine — her being neurotic, progressive, as well as fondness for cats (she has an Asian-sounding name for her baby while I have a French name WTF for mine, na kasalukuyang nawawala, meh nililigawan na ata huhuhu). It's just creepy how she was already 32 (my favorite number & dreaded age) when they met again in Paris, & how they first met on June 16 (can I go ahead & die now?). But what is with the blasted date, anyway?
