Juice in a Jar and Blister

two favorite things

Meet my two favorite things: Pineapple juice in a jar (not urine, thank you very much) and my dying bonsai whom I unconsciously named Blister. Like from that song Blister in the Sun by the Violent Femmes. A song which I suddenly come across again after a few years and felt the need to repeat a hundred times, head banging to the beat, without noticing the annoyance of no one ever because, oh yeah, that’s right, I never go out of my room.

I digress.

So, here I am, contemplating much about whether going out early morning everyday to jog or waking up well for school and sleeping ’til noon on weekends.

Hard task.

I don’t usually pros and cons my way to a good decision but right now I feel the importance to do so.

Early Morning Like 4am Jog Everyday

Pros:

  1. I’ll have the right amount of exercise for my size and age.
  2. I’ll be alive, alert, awake and enthusiastic the rest of the day.
  3. I’ll be able to join my family for breakfast.

Cons:

  1. 4am.
  2. Why even 4am, you ask?
  3. Because my dad joins me and he doesn’t approve of 4pm jogs.
  4. Because breakfast starts at 6am.
  5. And parents work at 7am.
  6. School starts 730am.
  7. My body clock wakes at 5am.
  8. Alarms don’t work ’cause I usually sleep late.
  9. Did I mention 4am?

Waking Up Well For School And Oversleeping On Weekends

Pros:

  1. Get enough sleep.
  2. Get enough rest if I’m studying the night before.
  3. Or my usual sleeping late habits.
  4. I’ll be alive and awake in school.
  5. And will not grumpy face.
  6. Brunch on weekends.
  7. Dream time extension.
  8. Walking to school is exercise.
  9. Violent Femmes wakes me up on weekends.

Cons:

  1. Unhealthy.

OKAY, obviously an impasse is needed. *chuckles*

So, how about I do Jogging Whenever I Can Actually Wake Up That Early and Oversleeping ‘Til 9am For A Late Breakfast?

Good, yes? OKAY.

Priority is set, and I’m sure you’re wondering why a dying bonsai is a favorite thing of mine right now.

NO. No, it’s not because I’m irresponsible, which I’m not totally, that I do not water it twice a day that its leaves wilted. Pre-dying, that is, the bonsai was very beautiful and doing a good job doing nothing, sitting pretty for months. And then suddenly after much care of watering, it got cancer and is slowly dying…

Goodbye, Blister I Shouldn’t Have Named As Such.

Sentiment For Breakfast

Pineapples.

Did you know that one plant only grows a pineapple a year? It takes a full year to take cultivate it for harvest. It takes motivation and hard work for just one pineapple. You might be a gardener who fancies growing one pineapple plant as a hobby or you might be the farmer who grows a few acres of pineapples.

What are you? The gardener who enjoys himself growing the plant or the farmer who grows for profit? Why are you hesitating? Are you someone who settles for “good enough” or someone who just pines for anything to be easy?

Maybe that’s what you are. You are in a world full of people with different intentions. You are surrounded by success and prosperity. You are standing in the midst of process. You are seeing change. You are holding back. You have so many words to say yet you do not say them. Why are you afraid? Why do you look around so much, seeing everything around you and not minding your own happiness?

You’re a coward. But you’ll always be if you don’t take a step. It’s a process. Don’t fear the unknown because it doesn’t exist. If you let it on for long you’ll be swallowed by your regrets and to deeply experience a grief knowing you did nothing, is the worst feeling.

What do you want to do? Don’t hesitate. Take a step. You want to eat all the pineapples? You can eat all the pineapples you want. If that’s what gets you going, you do it. You live your dream. If your dream is eating all kinds of pineapples, then do it.

Look around you. It’s not just you who feels this way. Some people are on the same boat as you. And whether or not you jump out to free yourself to the ocean, swim your way against the waves, you might just find yourself on an island.

Full of pineapples.

You know you can live your life however you want, so

sentiment

(I’m not sure why some people don’t like pineapples. They don’t know what they’re missing.)

The Weary Writes Her Woes

Tonight, I begrudgingly try to fill my mind with chemical formulas and also instill images of the experiments for our practical exam tomorrow. Who said it was never easy? A kick to your nuts because you’re absolutely right.

The dilemma is, of course, wanting to go to bed and sleep it off. That is plausible except that a) I haven’t finished studying and b) the results of tomorrow’s test is vital. But it isn’t at all because c) I am still preoccupied by that movie I saw earlier which I shouldn’t have but did, and I know I’m supposed to berate myself for doing it, but I have no regrets because that movie was awesome.

So, here I am, as weary and heartbroken without cause, looking like a green-skinned Wicked Witch having eaten an apple offered by the lovely Internet (who promises to remove my heartache of having to study) which I am currently on right now typing my woes out instead of studying and what am I doing?

Hey, look, productivity.

And no, it wasn’t the Oz movie I just saw. But that’s good too. Yes, I think James Franco is a stoner. Mila Kunis and Rachel Weisz are both fantastically stunning. Mila Kunis especially, I’d kill a sheep for her sexy voice. Yup, time to watch all her interviews again.

Uh, nope. Hell no.

Goddamn priorities.

Sea Green, See Blue

Just last month, last year, I’ve been lucky to have had two mini-vacations! It all occurred in the beach and I enjoyed the two different resorts at different places.

One was in the further south of Cebu City, a resort in Alcoy.

gloomyThe day started gloomy and rain poured down on us but nevertheless we had much fun until the evening where we spent the night. There aren’t much photographs I could show that are decent though, hahah. All I could say, that day was crazy.sunriseWe woke up the next day hungover and depleted but we were able to scour some fresh fish and everyone was cured with hot soup.fine sandOne thing to point out in this beach is the fine sand. I really like sand seeping into my nails and the after-feel of it being washed and seeing your toes/fingers a wee bit clean!palm trees

The other mini-vacation I had was in Mindanao, the city of Surigao, a beach called Mabua.

rock beachWe settled in the farthest tip of the beach near the big rocks because the sea here is so clear and sparkly! And only a few feet from the shore, the water becomes deeper and deeper. That’s because the land is naturally steep.The most interesting fact about this beach is that instead of sand, it’s filled with rocks, like literally the whole wide beach. It extends to I-don’t-even-know-how-much miles.Some said the rocks give birth that’s why there’s so many of them or that all those rocks were already there in the first place.Another thing is that taking rocks is illegal for business purposes and whatever because it was said that it will bring bad luck to those who have taken it.Aaand we also had fresh fish here that was made into stew and sashimi with the local’s homemade sauce. (Locally called Kinilaw.) Yum yum. Who doesn’t like fish?Beaches have that tranquility that is different from other places. Maybe that’s just me, but the sound of waves, the fresh breeze and sand to stick your feet in are really calming. An hour would pass while I just sit in the sand looking over the sea and I wouldn’t be bored. The sea is really the best getaway from all the modern technology, civilization, and life in general. This is coming from a person who feeds off the internet and socialization everyday, hahaha.

Looking forward to more vacations in the future if possible! It may be in another city or country, but for me, the sea is the first place I’d go for a break if I can any day!

(Title is referenced from a very cool song!)

The Proverbial Slammed

I got slammed
by
the
proverbial
book

A book that I ardently, earnestly, passionately, and zealously treasure.
A book that taught me many things.
About death, love, friendship and struggles.

But most of all, the book taught me about life.
To live life how you want, how you deserve.
And to not take it seriously.
To punch it in the face when needed.
And then to laugh at it.

I got slammed
by
the
proverbial
book

Who told me to push my boundaries
because that’s what they’re there for.
Who told me to not let life control you,
To fight it and make it your own.

I got slammed
by
a
book
called
Slammed.”

Slammed

For the whole course of the book, as I breezed through the pages once again, I haven’t decided on a word that I’d want as a favorite. The proverbial undecided. It occurred to me that the first time I read this book, I hadn’t noticed words solely because I read them as a whole in a sentence, and by all graces, this author got me hooked on her prose. A simple flow of sentences but I related on how she relayed feelings that give you that strum on your heartstrings and the imaginary butterflies in your stomach. But most of all, one thing that made me want to put this book as one of my favorites is because of the poetry.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m someone who appreciates poetry as is but never have I delved into so many like I’m being sucked into a whirlwind of emotions. This book had poetry speaking from voices of different people, of truth, of life, of love, of death, of anything.

This book is certainly memorable to the extremest point that the author is one big fan of The Avett Brothers and their composition had been written as chapter titles. Their words just speak to you, like they know that you deserve to hear them. I love everything about this book. And the sequel? Equally just as the best.

So now, there really isn’t a question on what my new favorite word is. Slammed. I realize I love saying it as I do the verb of it. All my life I have slammed a lot of things, especially doors. By accident, intentionally or out of any emotion I felt. The word slammed is just perfect, just the past tense of it. I have no words. I just slammed my fingers onto the keyboard to show that the book is amazing and the author is really creative and inspiring.

And so I give the proverbial rating of cups of tea. But, a note to remember:

“The points are not the point; the point is poetry.”

5 cups of tea.

(Naturally.)

(I’d like to point out that proverbial might be another favorite word of mine.)

Cheers to 2013!

Let me begin this post by saying 2012 was quite memorable. I mean some things happened and some things didn’t. I say this because of my daily routine as a couch-potato type of person and I mean it when I say I spent 3 days just lying on my back, my laptop on my lap (with in between minutes to shower and eat, of course.)

But regardless of the misgivings and regrets that will eat me up, 2012 was a good year. Just like the last New Year’s, I began 2012 with some resolutions in mind (although I only have some I remember vividly):

  1. Don’t be lazy. Abhor procrastination!
  2. Talk to people and speak properly in front of a crowd. Be confident!
  3. Manage priorities. Especially ones involving a closet.
  4. Don’t be a hermit!
  5. Be responsible! Arrange the things on work table.
  6. Sleep at least 8 hours a day!
  7. Eat a lot. Gain weight and grow tall!
  8. Exercise! Adjusting your body to a good position while in the computer is NOT exercise.

While these are some of the resolutions I had, I could say numbers 2, 3 and 7 were affirmatively accomplished. Except for number 7 I don’t think I actually grew taller, but…anyway. The rest are some things I will work upon this year and more productivity to happen!

Some resolutions for this year!

  • Buy a moleskine. To conveniently write and improve penmanship, hahah.
  • Write more. Just about anything. More from this blog, perhaps.
  • Actually finish a story. Those plot bunnies must be written!
  • SAVE MONEY. For that one-month trip to Hong Kong if it happens.
  • Spend more time with friends! I heard that 3rd year in Physical Therapy would be PURGATORY.
  • Appreciate more and to stop wearing the bitch face :| (Even though it’s because of the structure of my face.)
  • …which means I should smile a lot anyway!
so creative

I tried ☆

HAPPY NEW YEAR!! BRING IT ON 2013!!