July 18, 2009
posted by niki at 3:52 PM
and this girl's gonna partey in...5..4..3..2..
(I promise to get back to this biznez in a few...days. Well. That is if anyone's still there reading this blog haha. See ya guys, I'm still alive, don't worry. In the meantime you can check out my twits~)
Labels: parteeh girl, your weekend wanderer
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July 2, 2009
posted by niki at 11:41 AM
(* this is a note I posted in my FB last night, just reposting it here with a few edits because I'm lazy like that. Heh.)A few days ago I finished reading Haruki Murakami's After Dark. Here's an excerpt:
"You know what I think?" she says. "That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn't matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They're all just fuel. Advertising fillers in the newspaper, philosophy books, dirty pictures in a magazine, a bundle of ten-thousand-yen bills: when you feed 'em to the fire, they're all just paper. The fire isn't thinking, 'Oh, this is Kant,' or 'Oh, this is the Yomiuri evening edition,' or "Nice tits," while it burns. To the fire, they're nothing but scraps of paper. It's the exact same thing. Important memories, not-so-important memories, totally useless memories: there's no distinction--they're all just fuel."
"You know, I think if I didn't have that fuel, if I didn't have these memory drawers inside me, I would've snapped a long time ago. I would've curled up in a ditch somewhere and died. It's because I can pull the memories out of the drawers when I have to--the important ones and the useless ones--that I can go on living this nightmare of a life. I might think I can't take it anymore, that I can't go on anymore, but one way or another I get past that."
Yeah. I liked this part so much I typed and posted it via my mobile phone.
Ah, memories.
The time he asked if I was hungry and I said no, not really while eyeing the hotdogs and waffles and then telling him later while munching on the same hotdog and waffle that di ako gutom gusto ko lang ngumuya ("I'm not hungry I just want to chew") and that look on his face, what a funny.
Swimming with the whale sharks.
The kid pressing his face in the coffee shop's glass windows.
Sunlight streaming through the windows.
That time, accent training for my first (and last) call center job-- when I stupidly misread compromise as "com-promise".
My dog Sugar giving me that sad, sad look that morning he died.
Not waking up in my own bed.
Anna Nalick singing, but, my god, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles.
HongKong, Singapore.
That "Chika-Chika" song playing in the FX on my way home.
Tonight's argument with my mother.
Burn, burn, burn.
Labels: about a girl, After Dark, Anna Nalick, books, fangirl posts, flashes of light, Haruki Murakami, lucid intervals
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June 18, 2009
posted by niki at 3:43 PM
Or so I've heard.So I've moved indefinitely, to a friend's house in Antipolo (shout out to Cat!).
Yes, it is far compared to my former apartment which was just a stone's throw away from my office, but what the hell, at least I'll have some peace of mind. Or at least a more comfortable bed. And a bigger room. And a fridge where I can store and raid, at any given time, a slice of yummeh caramel cake. And hotdogs. And last night's leftover dinner. And cold err--drinks.
I've yet to get used to waking up EARLIER than usual, and the traffic on the way to the office is challenging what I learned in anger management class. But that's okay. My primary complaint as of the moment is having to sit next to people who sweat a lot in the FX. I'm not exactly a fan of receiving bodily fluids from total strangers. Yes, I will be the unsmiling person sitting at the edge of my seat for an hour if that will save me from feeling your sweat seeping through my clothes, thanks much.
Well. That's it for now. Gotta catch a bus to the hometown this girl's going to be a bridesmaid this weekend!
Labels: about a girl, happy time, your weekend wanderer
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June 6, 2009
posted by niki at 3:50 PM
...maybe I'll be more clearheaded and I'll be able to blog about nice things likewhat a grand time I had in Singapore while I was there and how I'd like to go back for another visit
or
how the rain, constant rain reminds me of what it's like to be a kid to not worry about your shoes getting wet or getting sick or that icky flood
or
how sometimes a smile can make you wonder what that mouth would taste like
or
how I miss pancakes and Milo and pears and blueberry cheesecake
or
how I finally found my own place.
Which I haven't done yet.
Labels: about a girl, out of happy, the voices in my head
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May 22, 2009
posted by niki at 8:28 AM
I want a blue wooden door
like the ones you find so many in Greece
and I want you
to open it
and get in.
***
What is the best
and quickest way
to pack for a trip?
Just dump everything in the damn suitcase
and get going, get going!
***
To wake up
a stranger
in a foreign city.
Joy.
***
I am headed to Singapore tonight!
Labels: about a girl, getaway, Getaway Girl, happy time, link love, Singapore, your weekend wanderer
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May 14, 2009
posted by niki at 3:23 PM
So I made a secret Tumblr account because well, some things just have to come out in secret -- softly, in the company of the other things that gnaw at the heart but cannot be named without taking down walls and exposing one's self naked for all the world to see.Which I can not do because I like to appear Meg Ryan-y as often as I can: quirky, funny, and pretty (yes?). And on those days that I can't I'll just fool you with my multiple personality problems. Or some random reference to alcohol.
Anyway.
I'm liking Tumblr so far. A lot of awesomecakes people there, and the photos, the photos are love, love, love!
I so want a vintage-y bicycle.
Labels: about a girl, fangirl posts, flashes of light, link love, Meg Ryan, photography, Tumblr, vintage bicycle
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May 5, 2009
posted by niki at 3:34 PM
These are the things that made me afraid today:Not being able to settle my credit card bills, getting sued, and getting locked up in a jail somewhere where I won't be able to blog, twitter, party, shoot pictures, and see sunsets. Worse, I'd have to wear orange all the time. I hate the color orange.
That my state of distraction and my constant feeling of not being quite there would result to replying something incoherent and embarrassing to people I'm talking to, like mumbling something about being a black hole in your universe, dancing cows and riding unicorns when I'm being asked about where to save files and shit like that.
Falling down the flight of stairs.
Not being okay for a long time.
Looking and liking what I'm seeing too much.
Getting too fat.
Being always almost there but never really making it.
A burnout.
Getting old and not really getting it.
Losing the fight. Wait, what am I fighting anyway?
Being lost, permanently.
Labels: epic fails, lucid intervals, out of happy
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April 27, 2009
posted by niki at 4:37 PM
I only have reminders for myself for this blog entry:1. Jose Cuervo is not my friend.
Message in a bottle: "Let's go to hell. Together!"On the two occasions I drank this I lost my wallet, my reflexes, some parts of my memory (thank god?) and a little of my dignity (or so I'd like to think). Which isn't really completely a bad thing, says my guy-buddies. Which makes me all the more suspicious. So yeah, Jose Cuervo, we're not friends.
...but I don't really hold grudges, so...
2. Be careful of those sockets and plugs, so says my mother. She says my sister dreamt of me getting electrocuted. Possible explanation: I have to be more careful of everything that involves electricity (does that feeling you get when you meet eyes with your crush count? No? Kk). Either that, OR, my sister really hates me.
(Strangely enough I've always had this irrational fear of getting run over by a speeding truck. When crossing a busy street I go into silent panic, and if ever a companion so hesitates while crossing the street you can expect that silent panic to turn into a not so pleasant shriek. So yeah, thank you to those who offer their arm or hand to me during these times, you sweet you, heh.)
3. Remember to save some money. Singapore trip is in a few weeks.
I'd remind myself of a few more things, but those things already qualify under stuff I already know.
Let me tell you about two posts that blew me away today tho:
Rom's Love Letter
Modern Patadyong's Hunas
I wish that I could just write down all the demons that I've been indulging in my mind lately the way these two could, but no, I could only read their words and nod my head and say, yeah, that's it. That's how it feels. That's how it is.
On a lighter note, can I just say let's *high five* the makers of Ang Blog ng Mga Tunay na Lalake?
Labels: Getaway Girl, Jose Cuervo, link love, lucid intervals, out of happy, these alcoholic times
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April 11, 2009
posted by niki at 4:56 PM
Because movies like The Neverending Story, Mac and Me, and E.T. made a permanent impression in my consciousness as a child (I honestly believed there was a giant flying dog slash dragon somewhere), because only movies like these can coax an emotional reaction from me AND because I have an uhm, fertile imagination...
I know riite??I AM SO GONNA CAN'T WAIT FOR THIS MOVIE.
The movie adaptation of Maurice Sendak's award-winning children's picture book Where the Wild Things Are is coming to theaters near me this year!
How adorable is this? *sniff*So lucky to have stumbled on this on wecouldgrowup2gether's fabulous blog (thanks much!)
Watch the trailer here.
"Inside all of us is a wild thing."
Indeed.
Labels: E.T., fangirl posts, films, Mac and Me, Maurice Sendak, The Neverending Story, Where the Wild Things Are, your weekend wanderer
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April 10, 2009
posted by niki at 4:46 PM
And so it is, Good Friday, and I went to work.But yesterday, I went to church. Rom, you couldn't have said things better. (If I were in the province I would be joining the traditional Via Dolorosa later as I've been doing so for many years now having been raised a Catholic thank you, and I predict I'd be more and more disenchanted with the "religious" when I see people in the procession gossiping, making pacute to other processioneers (ok fine inimbento na word), and generally just not being there --but that's another story).
So in the absence of something religious to do tonight I'll be around, roaming the city (trafficless!) to hopefully capture the faithful-- and the faithless with my cameras while Jesus is well, supposed to be dead (this is not a wrong thing to say, is it? Lightning strike to me?).
I hope my point and shoot skillz don't disappoint.
So yeah, be good, people.
Labels: your weekend wanderer
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