Or a better title as suggested too: What NOT to do (to be a miserable artist)
Monthly Archives: July 2010
It could have been a good day. But it didn’t started good nor ended in favor to me.
The past few days were not perfect as well but in some aspects, I see some reason to wake up everyday and smile.
You can’t have it all.
I’m beginning to agree on that. Even as work begins to be of burden and the passion is running out but someone came in to give me a nod and pat me at the back. But then again, all that seems good (enough) won’t last.
I am angry and felt betrayed but it’s me who should be blamed. I took the trail fooled with false hopes. It was good to be inspired but never ever expect and depend your (momentary) happiness to anything or anyone.
Everything is temporary.
Do you know the feeling of having that adrenalin rush, get blinded then smashed on a concrete wall and then being thrown off the cliff? Or just being given a high five but on the face? I felt that a few hours ago.
And then it rained. Hard. For hours.
I feel low. I have no more tears to shed. I wish this rain will wash my memories away. I want to forget… to start a new.
The day is about to end.
Rain… please take what I’m feeling now away.
I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Enough jokes. No more teasing. Enough discussions. No more false hopes. No more promises.
I want to forget. It. Him.
Adorn. Accompany. Show off. Go with.
These are just a few words that has the same meaning which we use to in relation to jewelries, bags, shoes, or whatever decoration or embellishment you add to your getup to enhance your fashion or outfit. Some generally calls it bling-bling or simply bling.
What made me brought it up is this article (click here). I’ve read it a few weeks ago and it was brought to my attention by my virtual boyfriend**, Chong. Would you believe that the new bling nowadays is having a gay best friend or GBF? Teens nowadays, according to the article, have gay best friends and its becoming a fad. It’s a trend as projected from Hollywood movies Clueless and TV series like Sex in the City and Glee.
I’m not against it. It just saddens me that they are regarded as sidekicks or merely adornments or material things. I have high respects with gay people and I’m surrounded by these creative and beautiful creatures. It’s a great treasure to have gay friends watching your back, defending you from other bitches that bites you, come running to pick you up when you’re at your lowest state and will definitely tell you that you’re still beautiful even though you have eyebags of a giant from crying a ton of tears over a guy that tore your heart into pieces. But please, don’t treat them as accessories. They are individuals. They’re no different from you and me.
On the other hand, girls/ladies/women who are usually seen with gay friends are called fag hags. I’ve been crowned to be one. A gay friend of my older brother told me now that when he used to go to our place and plays with me when I was a cute little girl (then), he knew even before that I’ll be a “fairy godmother” of my future gay friends. Perhaps at a young age I’ve been trained and brought up to respect everyone whatever they look like and whoever they are.
Gay friends, GBFs or whatever the title we bestow to them, they are our friends. Please. Not accessories. Not blings or clothes that are in season or fashion that when out of style will just be left behind on the darkest side of one’s closet or be donated to Salvation Army. They have feelings too. They’re not clowns or mimes that you carry around to cheer you up and entertain you. They get hurt too. They cry too. Even though I’ve always regarded them as the bravest and courageous people I’ve ever met ;)
I’ll take this chance to address all my gay friends, specially to the closest ones: R**, G***, C* and J** R****, and most specially to my virtual boyfriend, Chong. Thank you for being my friend and for walking with me in this crazy act called life. May you all have you desired wishes be given to you guys. As long as I can, I’ll support and remind you that there’s always hope and goodness when things are not quite the way we wanted it to be. Because you always do that to me. I may not say this often, or let you guys feel it but I hope you know that a great part of what I am now, I owe it to you guys.
Thank you so much.
**To explain the term “virtual boyfriend” that created by Chong himself, click here.
I was trying to organize my photos and sort what can be sorted out. My hard drive has crashed on me twice deleting my photos that has been organized in iPhoto. It pains me that I have to do it all over again that’s why I’ve been procrastinating for quite sometime now. My online organization isn’t as reliable since I’ve been juggling from Multiply to FB and my 2 Flickr free accounts has been well, max-ed up :( I’m thinking now if I’ll be purchasing (and maintaining) a Pro account from Flickr just to be “organized”. I intended to remove the existing photos that has been uploaded but seeing that most of it has been viewed, well, made me think again.
Anyway, it feels now that I’m going back in time with my random search and check with these photos. Expect that in the coming days I will be uploading and sharing my photos from places I’ve been too. I’m not sure if I’ve posted here already since I have a habit of procrastinating in blogging and uploading photos and blogs :( I won’t promise that I’ll be diligent this time, but I will try ;)
Now, let’s stay with not so long ago. This is one of my best summer as I recall. With my cousins, aunt and uncle, we headed to the northern part of Luzon for a few days and enjoyed the summer breeze, sun and food :D That was more than a year ago, March 2009.
It’s raining and gloomy now as I write this blog. And looking back at my photos of those days, walking down the memory lane, it feels like summer again Ü
When asked if I’d like to come back here and spend a few days, I’ll definitely say YES! If you’re after getting a splash of waves (big ones) and a tan on a white beach sand, head north and go to Pagudpod, Ilocos Norte. Minus the night life (which I can do without), it can really be considered the Boracay of the North.
2 years had past since I posted the blog below here. And reading it tonight makes me nod on affirmation. This undeniably and perfectly describes me Ü
I got this “test” from Apple‘s blog. Took it and it’s true! Described me very well Ü Read on and hopefully you’d take the test yourself …
Good-natured Realists are warm-hearted, helpful personalities. They do their work conscientiously and have a pronounced organising talent. They often feel they are committed to traditional values. The family in particular is extremely important to Good-natured Realists. Their greatest pleasure is making themselves useful and taking care of other people. But they do not like pushing themselves to the fore; they prefer to fulfill their tasks out of the limelight. Good-natured Realists are real workaholics; they are very reliable and nothing is too much for them when it is a question of completing a project. Thoroughness, conscientiousness and sense of duty are their strongest points. They prefer established and familiar situations to new and unknown situations.
In dealing with others, Good-natured Realists are considerate and obliging; they are always happy to put aside their own requirements in the interest of their family and friends. Their home is mostly very well cared-for, cosy and tidy. Their perfectionism on the one hand and their aversion to delegating tasks on the other hand often lead to them taking on too much both professionally and privately. They cannot stand discord; conflicts make them very unhappy. One could almost describe them as being harmony-addicted – and this sometimes leads them to strongly neglecting themselves and their own wishes because they are unable to bring themselves to put up a fight.
Good-natured Realists dream of a stable and trusting relationship for life. Marriage and family are very important to them. They take care of their partner attentively and lovingly and put up with a lot for a harmonious relationship. They are also loyal and reliable friends. However, they can be very hurt if their interpersonal commitment is taken for granted for too long.
Adjectives which describe your type
introverted, practical, emotional, planning, tradition-conscious, good-natured, self-sacrificing, caring, devoted, friendly, loyal, considerate, reliable, conscientious, loving, quiet, reserved, modest, helpful, objective, hard-working, warm-hearted, communicative, painstaking, altruistic
These subjects could interest you
cooking, animals, family, music, trekking, camping, hiking, craftwork, nature, drawing/painting, astrology, spiritual matters, meditation
What about you? What’s your personality type? ;)
If you are effing kidding us… it’s not funny.
Life is an act. A theater act. Curtain calls. You dance, sing with the act. Audience laughs and cries with you. And if you’re lucky enough they’ll give you a standing ovation at the end of the act.
You’ve given entertainment. You’ve served.
But what if the act is not timely? The act is outdated? Will you still perform to entertain and serve?
Clowns and mimes may show you a smiling face. Think again. There’s a human being behind the white-faced character. They too cry, get hurt and get tired.
2 sweetest words I’ve heard a few days ago. Negative to some, but not to us.
The curtain that opened once is about to close. Hopefully, a new and better act will be in store. Timely and appropriately.
Lights out. For now.
Why do I love Saturdays? ‘Cause it The-Day-I-Do-It-My-Way ^_^
1.) I can wake up as late as 10 in the morning
2.) I can stay as long as I want in the shower
3.) Even though it’s my laundry day, it doesn’t matter. I’m it the coolest (literally speaking) room in the house: the bathroom
4.) Brunch is my first meal of the day
5.) I can play my choice of music for the week all day long (even as loud as I want)
6.) Surf the net (if there’s connection) as long as I want: to snoop around and “stalk” :p Hahaha
7.) Time to play with my pens, pencil and blackbook/sketchbook
8.) Dance around the room (and sometimes shaking my bootie) sets me free! (‘Cause no one’s watching)
9.) Sometimes with closed doors and windows and curtains down, I walk around the room naked :p Hihihi
10.) Basically, anything you can come up to do that you can’t do on any other weekday specially when it’s work day ^_^
Time seems to be not an element on a Saturday. Until the clock strikes midnight, when the day’s over and Sunday kicks in.