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Aire

21 Jun

Did the ashes of burnt memories float into that universe

Where a little boy and girl sit together on the pavement,

Sharing the most interesting stories in the world?

Did he hear the wind sing of her dreams—

To choose him, keep him, and be free and boundless together?

Because I thought I heard the universe answer back, saying—

Air is always there, filling their lives, stringing their skies,

Never done, never gone, although unseen.

The sands of time have built a castle, majestic and grand

Washed by tides and claimed by the seas

They rose to the skies and rained on down

To my face, my heart, and that pavement from yesterday

The sound of heaven pouring on earth

Fills the void and drowns out your voice

And all I find on these merging roads—

From tomorrow, today, and yesterday—

Is the air I never lost.

The Psychological Probability of Love at First Sight

25 Jan

Psychology class says it takes straight 4 minutes of eye contact for two people to fall in love.

Sounds like fiction.  But when I think of it, it actually makes sense. I mean, nobody would just stare at each other that long, right? Especially when it comes to strangers (who were by the way the subject of such experiment conducted by the hopeless romantic Arthur Aron. But somehow I understand how it works. Those strangers were clueless of one another;no background knowledge to build prejudice on, no selfish desires, nothing — just their eyes and the silence of their entire being. It’s impossible to look into someone’s eyes for that long and not feel and see the depths of the soul and pull the strings inside. The gaze is sacred. It establishes the strongest connection, one that goes beyond the trappings of beauty and judgment.

It’s funny how we search for the right words yet still misunderstand and get misunderstood, when all that power of communicating and understanding is silently held by the eyes — eyes that look but seldom see, as taken for granted in world where vision is handicapped by the noise and impositions of a judgmental society. Maybe it’s because we think too much that we miss out on the things that our basic human senses should have mastered.  We build too many roads that we eventually lose our way, and then we dig for gold so that we can build ships to sail the world and make its perfect map, only to get trapped in imaginary borders, latitudes, and timezones, while up above, dead stars from centuries ago continue to shine — admired yet overlooked as they endlessly tell time and project the perfect map that only the birds and beasts seem to take notice and understand.

24 February 2015

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Mantra

25 Oct

You are my temple

You are my priest

You are my prayer

Your are my release.

-Elias Veturius, A Torch Against the Night by Sabaa Tahir

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Our Story

5 Oct

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Book Review: A Court of Mist and Fury

31 May

WITH SPOILERS: It will kill the magic if you haven’t read the books, so back off.

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Just this summer I’ve indulged myself with books and finally decided to give popular series a try. I’ve always been a big reader, but honestly, The Hunger Games was the only series I’ve ever read. So here I am, basking in the newfound exhilaration in series, mostly fantasy. And I found this one gem that I know would never let me sleep in peace unless I give it a review.

Sarah Maas’ A Court of Mist and Fury is the second installment to A Court of Thorns and Roses, and ACOMAF was just so good that it made the first book seem like a prologue. And I think that’s how a book series should be; the first one can stand alone just fine, and instead of a mere continuation, the second will come out as if the real story is just beginning.

Rating: 5/5 stars freshly picked from Velaris at Starfall night

Maybe I’m biased because I’ve been Team Rhysand all the way and I just feel so vindicated but I certainly found nothing to complain about this book, well, except maybe the fact that it actually ended and I’ll have to wait a full freakin’ year. It’s perfect, seriously — the characters were round and well-developed, the world was beautifully crafted (You know you’ve encountered a damn good writer when the setting efortlessly comes to life in your head without having to read a line twice, and come on, the Night Court was a total paradise, and Starfall was just so jaw-dropping spectacular!), it’s filled with so much action and of course, powerful themes like self-respect, friendship, a love that never confines, a future worth fighting for, and my favorite: the beauty beneath a beast.

I read ACOTAR with the knowledge that it would be a Beauty and the Beast retelling. Feyre, of course, was the beauty. And it was when ACOMAF came that I realized Tamlin wasn’t the beast, but Rhysand. Okay, maybe Maas actually intended Tam to be the beast, but I see it this way. Yes, structurally, Tamlin seemed to be the beast with the mask and the spell and all. However, note that Amarantha’s spell was not just the one on Spring Court, but her reign on Prythian. And Rhysand, though ‘the most beautiful male’ and apparently favored, was obliged to ‘serve’ Amarantha, and her presence caused him to act so beastly towards Feyre; he was presented as a villain when in truth he was a victim, which is the dilemma of the classic Beast. But regardless, I still loved Rhys because he was so cool and hot and painfully intriguing. Oh and I always sensed he had not-so-villain-like motives. And he was so hot. To think all he showed in ACOTAR was just the High Lord mask of arrogance and power. It’s no wonder I totally fell in love with him when he was fully revealed as himself. (And he just got waaay hotter.) And also, what’s definitely jawdropping was his motivation for his every action back in book one. Everything he did was apparently calculated. After discovering his motivations in ACOMAF, I immediately flipped through ACOTAR to see him in a completely different light.

What I loved most about ACOMAF was that it it’s much of a reality check for me — which is ironic because it’s all basically rooted in the very mythical fae culture, making it every inch a fairytale. It basically changed my attitude towards the art of fiction. The first book developed Feyre and Tamlin’s love story, and though I loved Rhys I wanted FeyLin together. They were in love and have been through so much and Feyre practically marched to hell and back because of her love for Tamlin. I mean, they were presented as the main characters, and fairytales dictate they live happily ever after once the spell is broken. In other words, ACOTAR was their story, so I was rather apprehensive of the idea that Maas might ‘deconstruct’ what she had strongly started. But then again this is the 21st century, and maybe it’s about time fairytales get a bit realistic. Love isn’t necessarily a one-shot experience. Feyre fell in love with the first person who showed her kindness and protection. Then life changed her, until it wasn’t kindness and protection she needed anymore. Yes Amarantha, humans are fickle beings. But life (or shit) happens and people grow. We get hurt. We heal. We need water when the sun beats down, and we need fire when it’s bitter cold. Tamlin was the one who filled her when she was empty, but couldn’t fix her when she was broken. That’s where Rhysand comes in.

The best thing about Rhysand was that he treated Feyre as a partner, as an equal. Hell, High Lady of the Night Court! He helped her see her worth and become a better person (or fae) altogether. He fixed her, and she healed him. And they were just themselves around each other. Ugh, their conversations are totally everything! Witty, flirty, funny, then deep and motivating. They’re just…meant to be. And speaking of meant to be, being mates and all, they were practically destined from the start. I’m a sucker for destiny, alright. The thing about destiny is that it appears to be a foretelling, a path set for us by the universe (or the Cauldron) that almost sounds like a confinement, but funny that it’s always our choices that lead us there. See, life is a series of choices. Decisions. And then if we plot out the points in a map, we find ourselves with a blueprint, as if things were planned by some omnipotent force. And that’s destiny–it’s all the universe. And it’s just us.  It begins with dreaming, wanting. And it’s good when we want something, like a life with someone, because then we’d find something to fight for — something worth breaking and dying and rising for. The moment Feyre realized she dreamed of a future with Rhys, and Cass, Mor, Az and Amren, and the eternal beauty of a star-kissed city, I was just so happy for her. She found a place for her; she found her battle.

A battle that had just begun. Book three is going to be an all-out war, and I couldn’t be more excited! The whole thing just gets bigger with the king of Hybern advancing, the mortal world at the brink of attacks, Tamlin, the other courts, Azriel and Mor’s secret affection, Nesta and Elain and Lucien, and come on, the High Lady of the Night Court! It’s going to be a brick-thick book.

I was apprehensive of writing a review because I knew for sure I would miss some important points. But anyway, ACOMAF was such a good book. Excellent writing, perfect pacing, effective world-building. And most importantly, sooo much Rhysand. I deliberately put it down often just so it wouldn’t end. Thank the Cauldron for powerful books like this.

So if ACOTAR was a retelling of Beauty and the Beast, and ACOMAF was Hades and Persephone, what could the next book be?

To the stars that listen–and the dreams that are answered.

Personal Post #1: Favorites

24 Nov

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  1. Favorite pet I ever had?

My second cat! Unlike most cats who think humans are bothersome creatures who obsess much over affection, she loved me as much as I did and expressed it in her kitty ways.

 

  1. Favorite meal out, ever?

Not much a fan of food (sadly doesn’t mean I’m supermodel-thin) so I couldn’t pick a fave in this. I pretty much eat anything anywhere.

 

  1. Favorite food I’ve cooked?

My previous answer should tell how much I suck in the kitchen.

 

  1. Favorite food from childhood?

Spaghetti forever.

 

  1. Favorite conversation I’ve ever had with a person?

I’m an introvert and I don’t actually engage in a conversation and take note of it as a favorite one. Maybe as of now anything between my closest friends and I. We’re separated at great distances and any catching up session is priceless.

 

  1. Favorite total meal that I cook (list all items)?

God. Why do cooking questions keep on reappearing?

 

  1. Favorite movie of all time?

I’ve always considered A Series of Unfortunate Events my favorite. But I’m wondering if I should replace it or what since I couldn’t recall the point of the movie anymore. Anyway I’ll go with Anastasia (the animated movie of the missing Romanov princess) and The Sound of Music.

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^my OTP everyone

  1. Favorite book of all time?

Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games Series. It pretty much reconstructed my vision of the world.

 

  1. Teacher who changed my life, and why?

Mrs. Christine. She was the one who first saw my potential in writing and pushed me to pursue it. She was always all-praises when she read my works and I discovered that writing could be a passion more than a basic skill.

 

  1. Favorite item to go shopping for with a girlfriend?

I’m too lazy to go shopping, but when I do it would be lip tint.

 

  1. Perfect day out: what, where, with whom?

Hanging out in a nature park (or any place away from urban bustles) on a rainy/cloudy day, with family or myself alone

 

  1. Favorite color?

Pale, Classic-looking Pink.

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  1. Favorite artist?

No one in particular. Any fauvist artist though.

 

  1. Favorite song?

This is tough. I have so many and I don’t have a criteria for selection, but I’d go with Dati by Sam Concepcion and Tippy dos Santos.

 

  1. The best paid entertainment I’ve ever seen?

Live shows!

 

  1. Favorite hobby activity that makes me get lost for hours?

Fangirling! I spend a whole day on my phone, watching kpop performances and AlDub Replays lol.

 

  1. Most rewarding time I’ve ever spent volunteering?

Once at school I was chosen (not really volunteered but I agreed so I opt to think of it the same way lol) to visit a home for the differently-abled people. I got to bond with them and the experience was rewarding in itself.

 

  1. The most exciting secret I’ve ever been told?

Secrets don’t excite me. When I’m told one it feels like a responsibility and I’m often worried I might slip it out anytime.

 

  1. My greatest skill (past or current)?

If it means MY best, it’s creative writing but I’m not saying I’m very good at it. If ‘greatest’ in a negative way but I’m close to perfecting its art, it’s cramming.

 

  1. The best advice I’ve ever been given?

I know there’s something else better, but from what I can remember from recent times it’s to think of the consequences when you try to weigh decisions. It’s common sense but I needed to hear it from someone for me to actually do it.

 

  1. The best birthday I ever had and why?

I don’t usually enjoy birthdays. There’s that constant feeling that you’re supposed to feel special and I often don’t, which is why I feel pressured on my birthdays. Pressured to feel special, to grow up. One particular birthday that I remember without this feeling is when I was five years old though, where I vividly remember fussing over my new doll house.

 

  1. The coolest natural wonder I’ve ever seen?

Rain.

 

  1. The most fun road trip I’ve ever taken, where and with whom?

I’ve been on a road trip only a few times with the same people. It’s just around downtown with colleagues from the student publication.

 

  1. The closest call I’ve ever had?

I was literally an inch (or two) away from a speeding jeep that miraculously achieved a last-minute halt.

 

  1. My favorite flower, purchased?

Never bought one. Why spend on a dying mutilation of nature?

 

  1. My favorite flower or plant, personally grown?

Never grown one, but I still have those sunflower seeds from 8 years ago which I hope to have planted by next year.

 

  1. My best hair day ever?

More like hair night. My hair is a bunch or wires all day but when I get home at night and look in the mirror, they flow light and glossy like raven wings. This sounds weird but yes I do hair flips and shampoo commercials late at night.

 

  1. The best gift I’ve ever gotten: what and from whom?

Not really the ‘best’ but rather most treasured: a small handkerchief from a friend back when I was a kid. It was the first time I felt special to have been remembered by someone. Also, I have come to associate the hanky with my childhood experiences that one look at it brings a surge of pleasant memories.

 

  1. My most suspenseful moment?

Probably my first trip to Manila. I was a complete stranger unsure of the future with no idea how to get to my destination, much less where to stay.

 

  1. My most unexpected achievement?

The first time I placed for an essay writing competition! I had joined it expecting nothing at all, since I was a novice with no coach, only a little preparation of prayers and unorganized ideas I had on early dawn.

 

  1. The best dessert I’ve ever eaten?

Ice cream is forever.

 

  1. The prettiest natural landscape I’ve ever seen?

I’m not much of a traveler, so mine is actually a cityscape. I love how the city lights look from a high place at night.

 

  1. The most scared I’ve been by a bug or critter?

Bugs don’t scare me. Worms scare me all the time.

 

  1. My favorite household chore?

Who on earth has a favorite household chore? I’d take this as which one I usually do, so it’s dishwashing.

 

  1. My favorite piece of jewelry I’ve ever bought for myself?

No favorite yet, but I’m thinking of buying a ring.

 

  1. The best cup of coffee I’ve ever had?

Coffee is life, and choosing the best one is like saying I have a ‘best’ life which is irrational because YOLO you know. Anything in the presence of rain is best!

 

  1. The hardest question a child has ever asked me?

Most children don’t like me, they think I might swallow them or something. Still waiting for that question though.

 

  1. The most important time I’ve had to “be there” for a friend?

Countless times I had to listen to her complain about a problem I never had – lovelife.

 

  1. The most unusual pet I’ve ever had?

A cat who kept forgetting she was a cat.

 

  1. The most treasured book in my library?

Life of Pi by Yann Martel.

 

  1. The most important tool in my craft or hobby kit?

Pens.

 

  1. The best anonymous thing I have ever done or given?

This blog! 🙂

 

  1. The worst thing I ever got away with?

I’m too ashamed of myself to ever mention.

 

  1. The kindest thing a stranger ever did for me?

Asked me for a dance

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  1. The kindest thing I ever did for a stranger?

Bless them with my glance. Kidding, I honestly don’t know if I ever did one.

 

  1. Favorite outdoor smell?

Petrichor! It’s heavenly!

 

  1. Most fun I ever had on a Saturday night?

I don’t like hanging out on weekends, but when it’s with my closest friends, all Saturday nights are the best!

 

  1. Favorite song I ever danced to; with whom?

I love dancing but I don’t have the confidence to have human eyes on me. I practice dances ALONE at home. Favorites are Growl and Don’t Go by EXO. I also like Louder by Charice.

 

  1. Favorite dinner my mom made?

Anything pasta.

 

  1. The happiest moment I can remember?

Receiving my first trophy for essay writing

 

  1. Song that makes me move no matter how bad I feel?

Louder by Charice!

 

  1. My favorite patriotic experience?

Crying for pride in dead heroes lol

 

  1. My biggest moment of celebrity?

Receiving academic awards onstage.

 

  1. My one favorite item of clothing?

I suck at choosing clothes so I end up with no favorite.

 

  1. The one item I would take to the desert island?

A knife, probably. I don’t intend to kill anyone, but it’s useful for self defense and crafting stuff you know.

 

  1. The one person I loved who never knew?

Kim Jongin. He’ll never know.

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  1. The most fun sporting event I ever attended?

I’m the type of person who couldn’t see ‘fun’ and ‘sports’ in one sentence, except for basketball, so yeah I guess basketball games I’ve watched in our high school sportsfest.

 

  1. The best place I have ever traveled; where I’d spend my whole life if I could?

Not much of a traveler as I said, but it would be Cebu, my hometown.

 

  1. My favorite moment as a parent?

As of now, it’s that time when I wrote a letter for my future kid. I’m an 18-year-old student by the way, and I’m not a parent yet!

 

  1. My favorite moment as a sister or brother?

Everytime I give gifts on their birthday!

 

  1. My favorite moment as a spouse or significant other?

Right now – staying loyal to him even though he doesn’t know I exist.

 

  1. My favorite moment as a daughter or son?

Presenting my parents with academic and competition awards

 

  1. My favorite flowers to receive in a delivery?

Ain’t roses a classic? (My creativity of an excuse for my lack of skill in naming flowers)

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  1. The most significant change I’ve had to go through and how it made me better?

I just changed my career course big time. I didn’t exactly become better, just happier, so maybe I got more cheerful? People still see me as the girl with the resting bitch face though.

 

  1. My “biggest deal” memory of childhood?

It’s hard to dig into my memories, so I’d go for the responsibilities I had as the lead archer of my make-believe kingdom.

 

  1. My favorite non-relative adult growing up?

There was this lady who often went to our house to help our nanny manage us kids. She had fantastic stories and games that we loved having her around.

 

  1. My favorite aunt or uncle?

Uncle K. We’re not close anymore but I was fond of him as a child.

 

  1. Best Sunday afternoon I ever had?

Sunday afternoon means it’s Monday soon, so it’s often stressful. Probably the best ones were those in summer.

 

  1. Favorite musician?

The Script, Regina Spektor, EXO, Yeng Constantino

 

  1. Famous person I’ve admired, living or dead, whom I’d most like to meet?

Maine Mendoza. She’s incredibly amazing! I love how she defied celebrity norms on her way to stardom. She’s truly one of a kind, a comet in this lifetime. I feel so attached to her probably also because I found out we share many similarities. She’s like the brazen rich girl version of me.

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  1. Favorite environmental sound (rain, thunder, etc.)?

Rain and thunder, they come together!

 

  1. Favorite person to take a walk on a beach or in the woods with?

Kai. Or maybe my elusive guardian angel.

 

  1. Best time I’ve had playing with a pet?

When we got our first dog, this energetic pup had a knack for chasing me around the house to nibble at my heel!

 

  1. Nicest thing I’ve ever done for a little kid?

I have this habit of holding little kids by the arm to help them get on and off public transport in safety.

 

  1. Favorite TV rerun I could watch 50 times?

AlDUB! Kalyeserye 🙂

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  1. My favorite story or experience with the paranormal?

Too many stories! But there was this time when our nanny was trying to scare us kids not knowing that this real entity was right behind her.

 

  1. The one food item I can never run out of?

There’s always a stock of biscuits at the drawer.

 

  1. The favorite picture I’ve ever taken?

Sunset.

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  1. If I could go anywhere, be with anyone, be doing anything, right now: Where? Who? What?

I’d go to Tuscany, Italy and stroll through the hills. I’d be with my family, especially my mom since she talked much about the beauty of that place.

 

  1. If I had one hour to live, what would I spend it doing?

I’ll write my heart out.

 

Questions from http://www.hubpages.com

True Love

24 Oct

Time reveals love by itself. No one can tell but you.

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