Some of my friends have been doing this, and I thought I’d do it too to bring some interactivity into this blog. Let’s see if some people would actually answer. :P
Today’s question is insipired by this PostSecret image:
In case you can’t see it, the card says: If I could make this last forever, I would.
So, the question is: If there’s one thing you’d want to last forever, what would it be?
Yes, I am throwing deep questions on the first time I’m doing this. :P But hey, it’s a valid question. :)
My answer: The easiest answer would probably be I’d wish for all the happy moments to last forever — those days when everthing seemed perfect, like the Switchfoot day, or when I get free Hilton Head rentals. But as much as I’d like those to last forever, I guess I wouldn’t too because it would lose its novelty. So maybe…one of the things I’d really like to last forever (but I haven’t experienced in the longest time :( ) is the peace I get after I pray. The refreshed feeling, the one where I feel that whatever happens during the day, be it good or bad, I know that I can conquer it because God’s with me. I know God’s with me still, but I’ve been having a hard time staying “connected”, and if it weren’t for the daily mass the past weeks, I would’ve probably been totally disconnected. I’m still working on this one, and I hope I can finally find a way to be back in tune, because I really, really miss it.
How about you? What would you want to last forever?
The last time I sat here at Robinson’s Galleria’s Starbucks with my laptop (ole Ginger, not Aslan) was back November 2006, where I sat at the corner, busy writing my NaNoWriMo novel. That was such a long time ago…I can’t believe it’s been more than a year. :) That was way before I did some admin job search…which was more than a year ago too. Now I’m back, because I’m sick of Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, and nothing beats Starbucks’ iced mocha (but I’m saying that only because I think it tastes like their Dark Mocha…or does it?). However, there’s always so many people here, it’s hard to find a nice seat where I can be privy to my own thoughts. Bah. :P I miss Seattle’s Best.
Before I continue, let me just say that the previous paragraph sounded so elitistang burgis, as my thesismate would say. :P
On another note, I bought two books yesterday. I was originally planning to buy only one, so I dropped by Bestsellers to see if Jasper Fforde’s latest Thursday Next novel (First Among the Sequels) is already available in paperback. I didn’t find it there, but I really wanted to get a book to read (this is beside the fact that I have two unread books at the condo — Pride and Prejudiceand Wicked, but I don’t feel like reading them), so I ended up getting something fluffy: The Undomestic Goddess by Sophie Kinsella. After staying at Coffee Bean, I went around the mall for a while and decided to visit National Bookstore. Lo and behold, there was the paperback version of the first book I was hunting. Of course I bought it. :D I’m more than halfway done, and I kind of had a hard time adjusting to Fforde’s world again, but after a few pages, I’m back on track. I love this series, and if you haven’t read it, well, go to your nearest bookstore and grab a copy of The Eyre Affairor The Big Over Easy! If you like reading books, you’d love this series — I mean that literally! :)
All these book talk suddenly reminded me: Book Fair is just around the corner! Ack, does this mean more books to be added to my To-Be-Read pile? Looks like it.^^;
And now from books, we go to writing. I’ve had a lot of alone time this weekend and I’m sad to say I did not do one bit of writing. :( I hardly even touched my journal. Sure, I carry it around, but I haven’t really gotten down to write anything on it. Ack, I suck. Aside from blogging and emails, my creative writing has taken a break. And I miss it. I so want to write something, maybe even a bit connected to what’s happening right now, or even write some bits of the novel I’m planning to write this year…but it’s either I’m too lazy to do so, or whenever I try to write, I just come out dry. :| This is one of the times I wish I had a friend like Thursday Next to get me a plot device from the BookWorld to play with my stories. Or…maybe I just need to exert more effort. :P
I’m getting out of Starbucks in a while to hear mass and probably go back to the condo to check if our bathroom is dry and mop it up if it’s not (don’t ask), and then head back here to get dinner and invade another coffee shop. Oh and probably buy that cute white shoes at Celine. Tomorrow’s the start of another work week, and I’m ready to conquer it (I think).
This random post is brought to you by Lifehouse, an iced mocha drink, the letter A and the number 427. Don’t ask. :P
Yes, I’m still very busy, but I’m less stressed. Sort of. But still busy. I’m taking this weekend easy so as not to get sick and make use of my medicare advantage (but still planning lots of stuff at the back of my mind), but it’s still bound to be busy. Calm before the storm, yes? Like I said, I thrive on busy-ness, so…it’s time to thrive!
I’ve rediscovered this song, and it’s been helping me focus on some of the things I need to focus on, as well as reminding me Who really controls everything. It’s going to be a challenge for the next few weeks until July, but I’m not in control anyway. It’s God’s will above mine. :D
Control
Mute Math
Take control of the atmosphere
Take me far away from here
There is no better loss than to lose myself in you
In a parachute to glide, I am captive in your sky
Surrender has somehow become so beautiful
Take control of the atmosphere
Take control of the atmosphere
You can take my world you can fill the air
Take control, take control
It’s such a beautiful surrender
It’s such a beautiful surrender
It’s such a beautiful surrender
It’s such a beautiful surrender
Move me up through the darkest clouds
Till I’ve lost in the sun every shadow of doubt
There is no better find than to find myself with you
In a fog you are all I see
I’m inviting you closer with each time I breathe
Surrender has somehow become so beautiful
Take control of the atmosphere
Take control of the atmosphere
There is no reason I should breathe unless you’re in the air
Take control
Its such a beautiful surrender
Its such a beautiful surrender
And I’m calling out
would you take control
And I’m calling out
Yes, such a beautiful surrender. :) Love that line. By God’s grace I’ll get through the next few weeks. :)
My mom and I just got out of Wendy’s after eating our lunch earlier today and was about to head to the department store when I stopped short.
“Ma, wait lang. My comb is missing.”
I patted my pockets, and felt around my bag to see if I can feel the familiar dull comb teeth…but alas, I couldn’t.
“Check Wendy’s.”
So I walked back to Wendy’s to see if it fell from our table. I hoped it was there, that it was at the floor under the table…but it wasn’t.
Sigh.
Then panic mode.
I DON’T HAVE A COMB! Ack! That comb has been with me for almost a year! I bought it for only P10 and it’s the one that lasted for so long and now it’s lost?! It’s small and fits my pocket nicely…and it’s PURPLE! How can it be gone?!
Hay. I immediately went to the department store to look for something similar…I ended up buying this medium-sized black wide-toothed comb that looks a bit ugly…but at least it’s a comb. And I can use it well.
I miss my purple comb. :(
That was a true to life anecdote that happened earlier, and I still mourn for the loss of my comb. Seriously. I’ve never gone out of the house without a comb. It’s always in my pocket if I’m wearing jeans, or in a very accessible pocket in my bag if I don’t have pockets. I’ve had Hair Doctors that broke, combs from Anonymous store (love them) that got lost in friend’s cars or in bathrooms or somewhere else, and combs that just lost its teeth. The last one I had was a cheap one I bought but I like it because of the things I mentioned above: it’s sturdy, it’s cheap, it’s wide-toothed (perfect for combing through wet hair), and it’s purple (my favorite color). And now it’s gone! I didn’t even feel it fall from my pocket. :(
Ah, I’m so shallow, yes?
Seriously speaking though, if there are some things that I shouldn’t lose or else I’d feel very incomplete (other than my cellphone, wallet and iPod), these would be it:
My comb
My black 0.3 (or 0.4) Pilot gTec pen
Just last Wednesday, I went to a club meeting at work. Before that I mentally debated if I should get the gTec pen or just get one of my other pens on my desk. I decided to get the gTec since I haven’t been using it for a while. I slipped the pen in my notebook’s spiral binding and was off to the meeting. I ended up not writing anything, so the pen stayed there. When I got back to my desk a few hours later, my pen was gone! It fell off from the spiral! :( I felt like such a lost writer because my favorite pen is missing! :( Just as when I wanted to write in my journal!
Shallowness again, yes, but those two things above are two things I must always have with me. Weird, I know. I’m trying to figure out why, and I think the comb is like a security blanket. It’s like part of my armor/getup for the day. I must carry a comb, or else I feel like I’m going to a battle without my full gear. As for the pen, back in college, when I was a part of the literary folio, the editor-in-chief mentioned something about writers carrying a pen everywhere and it stuck. And then I started to love the gTec, which almost always makes my handwriting look so nice and neat, that it’s my number one preference in pens. I feel like the writer in me is missing something if I don’t have that specific pen.
OR…It could only be because my hair always needs to be combed because of its thickness and length, and I hate losing a gTec because it’s so expensive, yet I still buy them. :>
So that’s my dose of shallowness today. :P Oh, I have already replaced the gTec pen I lost the other day, and I’m making sure I take good care of it this time1, and as for the comb…I’ll get used to the new one. Unless the purple one miraculously shows up again or I find something exactly like it, the important point is, I have a comb in my bag. :)
This moment of shallowness is brought to you by the long weekend. Thankyouverymuch. :p
For some reason, all my past gTecs are either lost or get broken before they even reach the halfway mark. :| Anubeh. [«]
The rules:
1. Pick up the nearest book.
2. Open to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people and post a comment to Ganns’s blog (he’s the one who tagged me) once you’ve posted your three sentences.
I know the book on my Now Reading list is Pride and Prejudice, but to be honest, I haven’t budged. Ack. I like it, but I can’t seem to settle into it as easily as other books because of the language.
Anyway, I’ve decided to take a break from that, so now I brought another book for the ride to Batangas tomorrow for our beach trip tomorrow: Wicked by Gregory Maguire.
So after that loooong introduction, here’s my three sentences:
Damn! Double damn! He couldn’t concentrate.
Well. That’s certainly very…enlightening. Eh.
I’ve taken a break on reading after the last stash of books I got because I was too busy. ^^; But I spotted another book I’d like to have at National Bookstore earlier: The Host by Stephenie Meyer. But I must resist! I know books are not as expensive as a medical id bracelet, but I still have to buy a swimsuit! Plus the moment I buy one, I’d end up buying another bunch. Heh.
