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Pedestrian lanes. Not pedestrians, per se, but their act of walking over those vertical (or is it horizontal?)  lines. Throw in a broken stop light. Maybe it's the prospect of being in transit, the crossing from one side of the street to another, that tickles me. Or maybe it's a side effect of The Beatles walking across Abbey Road.

Possibilities. Also, yes, impossibilities. The world is not dim, really; it is a shining beacon, a comet, a star -- whatever celestial body you wish it to be. When one thing ends, another will definitely begin. The Earth is not created round for nothing.

Photographs. While everything is changing, this one doesn't. It fades but it holds on to whatever spark it once held, unlike some people I know.

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Now playing: Dave Matthews Band - Crash Into Me

Ze Weekend Appreciation Post

I hated the weekends. I know, it sounds weird. And maybe "hate" is not exactly the term. I just don't adore it as much as normal people do. My weird disliking for it may have rooted from my mom nagging me to clean my room every fucking weekend. In our household, reading a book is not exactly considered as doing something; for her, it levels with laziness and lack of drive for hygiene. But gradually, my mom lightened up, took us out to cool places (like the Japanese garden in Caliraya and her tree planting escapades with her friends, but that's some other story :p), and then I started to love it, like normal people would.

This past weekend, wasn't what you call extraordinary -- I didn't travel to a new place nor experience something new. But it was special. It was a time to rest, to enjoy some serious me time, to bond with my family and friends and to rekindle long lost friendships. I got to read a book, watch movies and series, eat what I want, dance to music, sing, play Monopoly cards, think, and just... give myself a much needed pause. Needless to say, this weekend has refreshed me, washing away this angry and bitter aura. And I'm looking forward to a calm, positive and productive week.

Happy Monday everyone! :)

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Now playing: Maroon 5 - Sunday Morning

Random Daily

Let the London Olympics 2012 begin!

Random Daily

Happy 115th birthday Amelia Earhart!

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Now playing: Get Set Go - Wait

[Untitled]

I know that I'm supposed to wish you well. To wish for your happiness, even if it's with someone else. Because it's the right thing to do, and those are the right words to say. But how can you wish someone well, when he's also the cause of your suffering? How can you say "I'm happy for you", when you're actually not happy because of what he said and what he did? I mean, aren't we all supposed to be honest here? So here's what I wish for you:

I wish for you to realize what you have lost by letting me go. For you to suffer, as much as I am suffering right now. For you to feel what you have made me feel: unloved, unappreciated, never enough, always the second best, a doormat basically. I do not wish you well. I wish for you to feel the same emotions that I have right now.

There, I said it.

Random Daily

Happy birthday Gustav Klimt!

Fast f*-ck/ct-s

Let's face it. I'm not really the type that anyone could vow loving for a long time. And by anyone I meant someone other than my family because families have that built-in function for their kin, you know, like an auto-love forever function, and by loving I meant still managing to see the good in me/people even if I'm/they're terribly annoying/PMS-ing. Yup, I realized that I'm not that person, I'm never going to be that person for anyone (refer to this article's definition, please). So here I am, trying to make the best of the lemons in my hands. Given the equation, the lack of that "oooh I just gotta love that girl" factor, I think that it's pretty safe to stay in this corner. This one, where I do well at work, I have an ample amount of money with which I can enjoy life with, and where I don't bother about romantic entanglements. Because I've tried, really. I'm gone out of my comfort zone, bruised my ego and all that, and nothing worked. Which, if we were in a movie, would be this sign, this shout-out from a higher being (I choose God, by the way) that says YOU ARE NOT CUT OUT FOR ROMANTIC LOVE!!!! And I get it, you know. I don't think I am cut out for it too. I'm pretty contented with being on my own, doing well in my profession, and just... being free and happy.

I hear a "Love conquers all" and an "All you need is love" and oh, a "Don't give up, you'll find him. And when you do, it's going to be all worth it."

I hear you. But you know, I don't believe that all of those can apply to everyone. I mean, every rule has an exception, right? I think I'm it. Because see, when I look into it, take in the pro's and the con's, weigh the happiness versus the sadness of being heartbroken, I'd take solitude any day. Because really, the possibility of happiness (just a possibility, mind you, and not a huge one at that) is a terrible excuse for sadness.

"There’s a reason I said I’d be happy alone. It wasn’t because I thought I would be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It’s easier to be alone. Because what if you learn that you need love? And then you don’t have it. What if you like it? And lean on it? What if you shape your life around it? And then it falls apart? Can you survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It’s like dying. The only difference is, death ends. This? It could go on forever."
-- Meredith Grey, Grey's Anatomy: Unaccompanied Minor

Things I Love Thursdays:

The book that I'm currently reading. I haven't finished reading it yet,
but it's reminiscent of When Harry Met Sally. I do hope this has
a happy ending [though an office mate tells me that this is tragic :(].

Especially the song "The Broken Ones"

The Loki meme. I'm well aware that there's another meme for Thor,
but you know me, I will always love villains.

This wonderfully quirky gal, Sia, and her song "Breathe Me"

WhatsApp for Android. I recently discovered it after Googling
"Top android apps". You can text, make video and phone
calls for free! It's basically an all-in-one messenger,
light and pretty easy to use.

What about you? Share me the things that you love. :)

The Victoria's Secret Project

(Notice my penchant for these little projects?)

Bright ideas always come to me on dreary weekends. You know those kinds of weekends, the ones where you just spent your whole Saturday on the couch with a bucket of fries (or worse, fried chicken) and then come Sunday, you feel so horrible that what you did haunts you until 2 in the morning. And there were tears and praying and resolving to treat your body better. So you get up and list a list of to-do's. And then you can now sleep soundly.

Yup, that's basically what happened. To me. I am just so down lately (emotionally, physically, mentally, spiritually, financially, <insert FML here/>) and I need something to hold on to. And this is it: The Victoria's Secret Project (beauty inside and out and all that), also known as Rehab 2012 (come to think of it, Rehab 2011 happened around June too!)

These are the things that I want to accomplish and how to actually accomplish it:

1. Flatten these love handles. Curves are good, but I want to not grimace when I see myself naked in a mirror (don't even try imagining, it's grotesque), or at least not look like an oompa-loompa when wearing a bathing suit.
   Gameplan:
1. I downloaded these ab, butt and leg exercises on my Android phone and I plan on going through them every single morning. I started today. And I all I can say is that ab workouts are a pain in the arse. But I have to do it. I must, I MUST.
2. Along with these exercises, I also plan to walk/jog/run at least twice a week.
3. Eat a real breakfast. I notice that my digestion runs on its normal track when I eat breakfast as opposed to not eating breakfast then shocking it with food, come dinner.
4. Live and breathe by the Skinny Rules.
2. Stop smoking, or at least lessen it to one stick a day. This is in conjugation with the running thing. One of the things in my bucket list is to run and finish a marathon. And with this smoking thing, accomplishing that would be pretty impossible without breaking my lungs.
   Gameplan:
1. Hide my cigs. "Out of sight, out of mind"
2. Drink lots of water. Stopping this nasty habit would probably kick the oral fixation thing, hence urging me to munch on whatever scrap of food that I manage to get, hence defeating the first item. So... yes, lots and lots of water.
3. Cut back on the emo/drama stuff. 'Nuff said.
   Gameplan:
1. If it doesn't make you feel good, avoid it. Ignorance is bliss, not all the time, but sometimes, not knowing something can save you from a lot of heartache.
2. Resurrect the Happy365 project. It's basically a journal where you right things that make you happy. You'll be surprised at how even those minute things can brighten up your day.
3. Do not, and I say DO NOT use social networking sites as vents for when you are down. Just get up, get out, and do something.
4. Work harder. Get busy.
4. Cross off things on my bucket-, reading-, must-see- and eating- list
   Gameplan:
1. Read more books. Always, always bring a book so when the idle moments come, I'd have something to peruse.
2. Do things that I am afraid of. Or something that I don't usually do.
3. Take more pictures.
4. Prioritize, especially when it comes to shopping. Too much can and will lead to bankruptcy which in turn prevents me from doing things hence not being able to cross them off the list.

I think that pretty much sums it up. Wish me luck!