This has been sitting in my drafts folder for too long.
Hong Kong 2006(!)
“A penny for my thoughts? Oh no, I’ll sell them for a dollar
They’re worth so much more after I’m a goner
And maybe then you’ll hear the words I’ve been singing
Funny when you’re dead how people start listening”
— If I Die Young by The Band Perry
So this fishball/carrot stick (jk) tagged me in this thing and their default photo is Jose Rizal. How could I not do this? =)))
Rule 1- Post the rules
Rule 2- Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their past and then make 11 new ones
Rule 3- Tag 11 people and link them to your post
Rule 4- Let them know you’ve tagged them
11 QUESTIONS
1. If you could go back to the past to witness a historical event, what would it be and why?
(This question is so you, gosh) I’d like to witness a really festive event so maybe somewhere along the lines of the Royal wedding or something. Hooray for happy endings and fairytale-like lives!
2. If you could trade places with anyone in the world for a day, who would it be?
I’d like to spend a day as a young, wealthy jet setter with a passion for (and access to) food from all over the world. I’d go sightseeing in between meals or something. Professional food tripper!
3. If you could spend a day with a fictional character, who would it be?
Oh wow, this is hard. So many choices! Perhaps Patrick or Sam from Perks of Being a Wallflower. Or Margo from Paper Towns. Or Sirius Black! Or one of the Weasleys!
4. What do you see yourself doing 5 years from now?
Working with little kids! Maybe even doing some shoots on the side, just for fun :)
5. What’s your favorite color? :D
I’m drawn to grays (and blues and other cool colors hehe).
6. Who is your favorite comic book character?
Calvin -the most brilliant six year old ever! The Fox family from Fox Trot’s quite amusing too :D
7. What would a day with the Avengers be like?
Amazing, no doubt. Filled with bromance too =)))
8. What do Filipinos lack the most?
Drive, perseverance, confidence. It’s a toss up among those three.
9. How’s your summer so far?
Pretty good. I’m just really glad and grateful I was able to experience a change of scenery and weather for a few weeks. I miss seeing my friends though huhu /clingy forever
10. What do you miss most about school? (bwahahaha)
(Funny ng “bwahahaha” :( =))) The familiarity of it all, I guess. Pretty soon I’ll be starting class in a new school and I don’t know where to go or who to go to or what to expect cause everything’s pretty much new and I hate not knowing. At least back in SPCP, I knew where to find everything and everyone. /man, I feel old and sentimental =))
11. Are you ready to go back to school? (bwahahahahahahahaha)
(evil laugh ba dapat yan? -___-” =)))) NO. Though I should start getting ready. Getting my body clock all set and all, cleaning out my bag, getting my shirts for Orsem, etc =)))
11 NEW QUESTIONS
1. How many pillows do you sleep with?
2. What was the best thing you ever ate?
3. If your life were a movie/book, which existing movie/book would it be?
4. What is your favorite..number?
5. What do you do to de-stress?
6. If you had access to a million dollars for just one day, what would you do with it?
7. What would you do if you had the chance to travel through time?
8. Is there anything in your life that you would like to do differently?
9. What’s your secret talent?
10. Do you believe in the Tooth fairy?
11. What’s the best advice you’ve received?
Not going to tag anyone but if you would like to give a go, then go ahead! Link me to your post when you’re done :D
Are you the one strutting about town? Hopping from one city to another with your partner in tow, looking all fabulous and in love and seemingly unstoppable? Are you the one chasing all their dreams and goals?
Or are you the one sitting in bed, curled up with your phone beside you, waiting for the message that won’t ever come? Riffling through your files and books and songs and movie logs to find the perfect line or song or scene to match your current situation? Are you the one waiting for life to fall into place?
Or are you the one watching the sunset from your bedroom window with your favorite track playing peacefully in the background after a long day? Admiring every little detail that comes to life when the sun hits it? Getting caught up in the beautiful simplicity of the moment? Are you the one who takes a breather to regain their sanity?
Or are you the one sitting on a chair all day? Perpetually linked to your laptop, scrolling through pages and pages of texts and images, subconsciously on the look out for the one that would “speak to you” somehow? Are you the one who seeks and seeks but can’t seem to find?
Or are you imagining a greatness that cannot be denied or put off for much longer but somehow afraid? Are you the one who hesitates?
I could try and try and try to capture who you are but I can’t. The best I could come up with is this: You are everywhere and everything. Can’t be contained or explained or describe and can only be marveled at. You are you.
Makes some sense but I just don’t get why people are sort of trying to out indie-fy (lol) everyone else. Is there some unspoken “Name ALL the obscure/underground/indie bands you know!” contest I don’t know about?
I never know what to say when prompted with this statement. What do you want to know anyway? That I like dogs? That I used to be afraid of buses? That my hair looks sexy pushed back?
There are so many facts that could be said that I come up empty. Not that it’s much of a wasted opportunity for I find that I’d rather not tell people something about myself just because they asked me. If you want to know me, asking me point blank to reveal a “fun fact about myself” surely is not the way to go about it; that’s the one thing I will tell you.
Some people may jump at the chance to divulge some obscure detail about them in order to be identified as exactly that one thing, but it is for that reason that I’d rather not. I’d rather not have myself limited to just one identifier cause I’m more than just the girl who dresses up in polos 3 out of 5 times or something.
A person can’t be defined in a sentence or a song. A person is complex and that needs to be recognized.
Want me to tell you something about myself? I’ll tell you that you better just stick around and discover all that you need to know yourself.
Bromance
Baguio || December 2011- January 2012
There are some strange places, say a dark hallway, where the meeting of realities and possibilities come together and make a whole new dimension where nothing is ever the same.
It can barely be placed into words just how quickly time runs out when you want nothing more than to be able to freeze each fleeting second you have left.
Or how each step is painfully numbered, as each one you take forward is another you can never take back. All you want is to stay but you can’t; you must move, can’t even linger or falter in the slightest, and can only move in one direction and “back” is not one of them.
Or how the less than three inch space hanging between you seems to grow smaller and smaller just as you’re trying your hardest to resist getting closer.
Or how the words you’ve been playing and replaying in your head just don’t get past your train of thought and out your mouth. Too many words fighting to be chosen, not enough being spoken.
Instead, everything just sort of changes and dies at the end of the hallway. Your words, your nerves, your hope, everything. Well, almost everything. Your memory is the only thing unaffected by the strangeness of the place; it functions the way it always has: capturing every minute detail of every encounter you know you’ll never want to forget. Though somehow it feels like it’s the only thing affected. Everything changes back. Your words, your nerves, your hope. Your memory however can’t alter what it’s already recorded. The realities and possibilities can no longer play around to create a new dimension, instead it becomes the strangest and, ultimately the realest of all dimensions and you can’t do anything about it.
I can’t even