Huwebes, Oktubre 21, 2010
Mid-life Crisis
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 11:34 AMMga etiketa: Random Musings
Huwebes, Setyembre 23, 2010
Harvest Moon
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 6:50 AM*This is just a part of a story I am trying to write. It's not edited yet.
The moonlight shone upon the courtyard. Down below, I could hear the sound of laughter and music made by the villagers as they celebrated the harvest moon. I have no idea where Colt and Maia were. Perhaps Colt was among those laughing people, enjoying the festivities with his friends and Maia must be with Merlin, sharing all of our encounters in the Forest of Death. I traipsed silently around the yard, the hem of my dress trailing on the grass. It was so refreshing to be in clean clothes again, fully bathed and fed. It was even more wonderful to be in the Empress's hanging garden. I have always admired this place and I still couldn't quite figure out how the water from the River of Lethe could flow up without the use of magic (at least that's what Merlin told me) The flowers are now in full bloom. The stargazers and the hydrangeas shone in the moonlight and the trees emitted a faint silvery glow, once again confirming my suspicion that moonwisps could be inhabiting in their branches.
I inhaled deeply, not being able to remember the last time I was in a garden as beautiful as this one. I could smell the sweet scent of moonlace in the air. Their aroma gave me some sense of serenity; comfort and relief as if I was at home, reminding me of happy thoughts and childhood memories.
"You look beautiful, Chloe" a voice from behind me spoke. I tensed. It was a voice I dreaded to hear now that I am at my most vulnerable. My chest tightened as emotions flooded my gut. I turned around and saw Jake standing under the tree, his face glistening in the moonlight. He was wearing his usual tunic, a knife hanging on his side. He was smiling and I couldn't help but fall even more in this bottomless pit that I knew was my doom. "White does suit you."
I felt the blood rush to my face as he spoke. It felt so surreal. I never imagined him complimenting my looks. I stared at him, mesmerized at the smile he so rarely wear on his face and I knew that this was the moment I was waiting for. All of the unsaid words I kept bottled up inside me were screaming to get out all at once. I wanted to run and hug him but my foot kept me rooted to the ground where I was standing.
I smiled back at him, trying to find my voice and mustering up the courage to say the words that I've been meaning to tell him for the past six months...but how could I tell him everything when words would not even suffice to describe how I feel. I knew that I also had to steel myself; prepare my heart emotionally for the inevitable because for sure that the worst is yet to come.
I know I should say it now or my chance will be forever lost.
A tear rolled down my cheeks as I finally took the plunge. "If I am lovely Jake," I began "...then why don't you love me?"
The smile faded on his face as he tensed and avoided my eyes. There was a silence between us, broken only by the soft hooting of an owl perching on top of a distant tree. I did not know what to do and I just stared at him waiting for an answer that I did not really want to hear.
"Why can't you love me Jake?" I cried in desperation, all dignity forgotten.
Then he looked back at me again with that pained expression he always wore. His eyes tried to tell me something but I could not figure out whether it was pity, disgust or sadness and then he spoke and I knew his answer even before I heard his voice. I could feel every word shatter my body into a million pieces.
"Because you are not her."
I fell to the ground, feeling all of my life energy sucked out of me. I wanted to scream. I wanted to beg. I wanted to just float away and leave this pain that is slowly enveloping me.
And then he walked away , leaving me kneeling on the ground crying my heart out. I would have called his name but I knew it was a hopeless case. I knew it right from the start and I just refused to believe it. Jake made his meaning clear.
I am not her.
I am not Kashme Defriss, the only woman he has ever loved...
...and he will never love me.
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Huwebes, Hunyo 17, 2010
And Because I Love The Great Lourd. :)
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 8:51 AMLourd de Veyra:
Words and Phrases a Real Man Must Never Use
By Lourd de Veyra | Published: March 26, 2010
Pls click here for the original entry.
For original article, click here. By Lourd de Veyra | Published: March 26, 2010
Because, in the end, words are all we have, said one very, very dead poet. Last year, the editors of the online incarnation of the world’s most subliminally gay magazine, FHM, asked me to list down words and phrases that a real man must avoid. Here is an expanded version of that.
“BONGGA”—Increasingly becoming the most evil phrase invented in recent linguistic memory. Two syllables with the greatest damage to masculinity.
“ONE MARGARITA, PLEASE”—Nothing corrodes at the heart of manliness than a silly cocktail glass with salt around the rim and a sickeningly bright liquid that resembles diluted urine and bearing almost zero traces of alcohol.
“CUTE NG BAG MO”—Or just about anything that involves the word cute together with any piece of fashion-related accessory. Shameful minus points for familiarity with French and Italian labels and the words “fake eyelashes.”
I’M ON A DIET—This, along with “no rice,” “diet Coke,” “brown rice,” and that crime against all logic and decency, “vegetarian chicharon.”
CARBS—What, afraid you won’t get your own giant Bench underwear billboard on Edsa?
WORKOUT TAYO, DUDE—If brotherhood is truly global, then we must have the decency to avoid inflicting on fellow members of the species such frightening words.
“ROBERT PATTINSON”—Interchangeable with “Edward Cullen.” The fact that we are even familiar with him is indicative of the cracks in our fortress of manhood. Minus 50 macho points for any man who can provide spirited discourse on the Twilight series.
SPA—When the correct term should be “massage parlor.”
SALON—There was a time when the world turned on its tranquil axis and men got haircuts from barbers—in barbershops. It was a time of harmony and peace: rusty scissors and murderously sharp straight razors were used, and talcum powder, rubbing alcohol, warm towels, and an assortment of mysterious burning liniments were slapped on napes, necks, and faces. There were no such things as “creative directors,” “senior stylists,” “shampoo and blowdry,” and other silliness.
“BORA”—Ugly, lazy contraction of that noisy, overcrowded island with uglier reggae music and Starbucks. Takes on more emasculating levels when the “R” is not rolled.
“HINDI KAYA NG POWERS KO”—Nothings screams “Darna!” with more passion and silver glitters.
“GREEN TEA MOCHA FRAP WITH EXTRA CINAMMON”—God designed the male species specifically to avoid the consumption of overpriced drinks with pointlessly intricate ziggurats of whipped cream and chocolate.
“THINGIE”—Is it the insufferably cute sound? Or do you say to yourself, “There goes a sensible human being?”
“FAVE”—Sometimes, attempts at terseness tend to misfire.
“INTERIOR DESIGN”—Le Corbusier chairs? Mediterranean walls? Minimalism? Vintage decoupage screens? Mark Hampton? Muji storage shelves? Why, the cave is our natural habitat–and Orocan its only sensible furniture.
“TOTE”—Used in a sentence: “I tote I saw a pussy–not pussy cat. Just pussy.”
“LET’S PARTY!”—Manly men will get drunk, stoned, laid, beat the crap out of each other, swim in vomit, tossed unconscious into a cab, and wake up in a strange sidewalk somewhere in Montalban. But they will never, ever fucking party.
GOSSIP GIRL—Self-explanatory.
Mga etiketa: Random Musings
Lunes, Hunyo 14, 2010
Immortality Discovered?
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 10:45 AMIsn't it great? To read the full article, click here
Mga etiketa: Random Musings
Biyernes, Hunyo 11, 2010
Dumaguete is ♥: The Trip from Manila to Dumaguete
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 9:55 PMHere are some of the pictures I took while we were on the plane.
I took this picture after the captain announced that we are approaching the Sibulan Airport. Probably this is somewhere in Occidental Negros or Cebu. Can I just say that that river or lake is quite beautiful? :))
I have no idea where this is but it sure is beautiful.
Mga etiketa: family, Oriental Negros, Random Musings, Travels, Visayas
50 Ways to Annoy Your Teacher
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 9:17 AMOkay, So I found this one on my Facebook page and was really really entertained. Give it a try. I wish I could. LOL.
THE FOLLOWING MAY RESULT IN SUSPENSION,DETENTION AND ANYTHING ELSE THAT ENDS WITH -ION-
1. Walk into the classroom like a super spy. (keep your back on the walls as you walk, point your finger up like a gun, look around with shifty eyes, hum the mission impossible theme, etc.)
2.After everything your teacher says, ask why continuously.
3.If your teacher is yelling at a classmate, wait for them to finish their tantrum then ask DOES SOMEBODY NEED A HUG very loudly.
4. If your teacher starts blowing up at you for saying that, simply reply, wow I can tell you're a blast at parties?
5. Sit in a corner and wait for everyone to stare at you. When they do, grab your head and scream THE LIGHT! MAKE IT STOP! ARGH IT BURNS!!!!
6. Flick pieces of paper around the class.
7. When your teacher tells you to stop, cross your arms and say, Your racist against paper aren't you.
8. Don't do your Homework.
9. When your teacher asks you why you didn?t do your homework say I dropped it while beating up this guy for saying you're the worst teacher ever. then sit there and smile sweetly.
10. When you have a supply teacher, wait for them to write their name on the board. Then when they say hello my name it Mr./Mrs (insert name here), you stand up and say PROVE IT!
11. When your teacher asks why you were late say, My goldfish died. Then burst into tears.
12.When handing in your homework, write this paper will self-destruct in 5 seconds at the bottom.
13.When you leave the class bow and say, May the force be with you, young one.
14. When the teacher turns the light off, start singing opera as loud as you can. When they turn the light back on, look around pretending to be confused.
15. Whisper to the person next to you. When the teacher comes up behind you, scream OMG GET AWAY! RAPE! RAPE! RAPE!!!!!!!!!!!!
16. Walk into class dancing the Macarena.
17. Tell your teacher you heard the other teachers talking about him/her in the staff room
18. Raise your hand and say I totally agree after everything your teacher says
19. Spend the whole lesson trying to lick your elbow
20. Speak in French.
21. Come late to class in a Spider-Man costume; say there was a disturbance
22. When they tell someone to turn around have everyone in class do it as well
23. The homework's due now Oh, give me a minute then.
24. Hand in an essay where every word is mispelled.
25. Run in the room screaming, THE WORLD IS GOING TO END!
26. When the teacher asks you why you are late, say, the queen is never late, everyone else is simply early.
27. When a teacher asks you a question, say, I'm sorry, the brain you tried to reach has been disconnected, please leave me alone or try again later, thank you.
28. When the teacher turns on the overhead projector, scream AAH MY EYES!!
29. Tell yourself knock knock jokes, then laugh loads.
30. Hide under your desk and yell THE SKY IS FALLING!
31. When someone knocks on the door, shout OH NO, THEY?RE COMING FOR ME!
32. Bring in a year 7 and says he's your new pet.
33. In your technology lesson, when the teacher asks you what you are making, say a nuclear bomb.
34, when your teacher asks you a question just stare at them.
35. Constantly talk to yourself in a low voice.
36. Purposely fall off your chair and make a big scene about it.
37. If you're playing a really boring game, make a big deal if you win.
38. Glue all their scissors together.
39. Make paperclip jewelery. E.g. necklaces, earrings etc
40. Pull out one strand of someone's hair and yell DNA!
41. Wear a sticker or a badge that says I am retarded(some people may be affended by this, if you are sorry)
42. Talk to a pen.
43. Put your hand up in a test and wait for your teacher to come over. When they whisper what?s wrong, yell NO I WON?T SNOG YOU!
44. Yell LIAR! to everything they say.
45. Smile. All the time.
46. Draw a tiny black spot on your arm. Make it bigger everyday. Look at it and say, It's spreading, IT'S SPREADING!
47. When a supply teacher is taking the register, say everyone is missing. Then, if they ask who you are, say Your worst Nightmare
48. When you know the answer, bounce up and down a go OOOHH I KNOW THIS
49. When a teacher calls on you say, I forgot
50. If you have to blow your nose in class, blow your nose to the tune of your favourite song.
Mga etiketa: Random Musings
Martes, Hunyo 8, 2010
BEYOND ORIENTAL LIMITS: Characterizing Gender Roles in Contemporary Asian Melodramas
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 2:47 PM
Taken under the care of the kind Mameha, Sayuri trained to become a geisha and eventually debuted as one of the most popular and wanted geisha in the Gion District. She became the rival of Hatsumomo who was hell-bent on destroying her life in every possible way she can. Sayuri was eventually reunited with the Chairman although Nobu, the latter’s close friend, also takes interest in Sayuri. Her good life was cut short by the start of World War II and the Second Sino-Japanese War. The Chairman secured the safety of Sayuri and Mameha but both had no choice but to work as rice field labourers in war-torn Japan. After the war, Nobu visited Sayuri and asked her help to entertain several American investors to help salvage their dying business. Sayuri consented and asked Mameha and Pumpkin, an old friend, to accompany her. The story ends with the Chairman revealing to Sayuri that he was behind everything that happened in her life that made her become a geisha. The two confessed their love for each other and the movie ends with them strolling in a beautiful Japanese garden.[ii] Golden was sued by Mineko Iwasaki, the real geisha who served as the inspiration of the novel, for a breach of contract when the former mentioned Iwasaki in the preface of the book . Geishas, as an unspoken rule, are not allowed to talk about their past life. The suit was fixed in an out-of-court settlement which involved Golden paying damages to Iwasaki. Iwasaki published her own novel entitled “Geisha, A Life” Source: Wikipedia(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mineko_Iwasaki)
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Lunes, Hunyo 7, 2010
Dumaguete is ♥: Adventure #2 Lutoban, Siaton
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 8:51 PMMga etiketa: Beach, Hometown, Oriental Negros, Travels, Visayas















