Nautical Nonsense

I've always been in love with fashion. And one of the best things that ever happened in the history of fashion (well, for me) is this--

Teaser pics, lol. Striped top - 168 Mall, Sailor shorts - 168 Mall, Chunky Flipflops - Havaianas, Anchor ring - 168 Mall. They're cheap as hell, but they're precious gems you can't find on high-end malls.

Nautical. Sailor, marine, boat wear, whatever way you call it, it's always gon' be on top of my fave fashion list. I don't know where it all started, but it bloomed when... K, honesty hour. It bloomed when I learned that "le wild ex" will be going marine for college. Lol, seriously. But I really don't know, I just found these anchors, stripes, espadrilles, reds & blues, to be interesting! I mean, hello, who won't love them anyway? They're such awesome pieces to be ignored!

I do Polyvore and when I did some archiving, I figured that about 1/3 of my sets are nautical - inspired! Here, a collection inspired by my favorite theme.

Keep Calm and Dress Like a Sailor by jowidoll on polyvore.com

Oh you know, I'm not diverting this into a fashion blog or anything. I just wanted to show you the best of what he has left me. Trololol. No, but I love everything nautical and I will still be loving it even if the douchemeister has nothing to do with it anymore. Heh. xx

Who Said "Single Is Sexy"?

I can't wait to be loved.

Good morning messages, late night conversations, holding hands, cuddling, crazy photo opportunities, serenades, dance partner, Valentine's date, Mondate, Tuesdate, Wednesdate, Every date of the week, exchange gifts, anniversaries, bringing you home just to make sure you're safe, meet-the-parents moments, unexpected visits when you're sick, food delivery from your beloved delivery boy, kisses on the hand, cheeks, and "there"... God knows how I want you all so bad.

I've been single all my life-- I don't know how it feels like to be missed by that person you love, or how electrifying a kiss is. I know, I'm turning 18 soon and I'm still loveless. Just... aw. Am I not pretty enough or I just don't deserve to be loved? It's getting kind of frustrating you know. It doesn't mean that I'm rushing things though, I just want to feel that certain "spark" they've been telling me about.

I'm still okay with being single however, there are times that I feel incredibly lonely and I badly need a companion. My friends have their own lives and they're usually busy with school, I'm pretty sure that this is less important than their studies so... I just keep these things to myself. Oh, and I blog. At least. Heh, but it's still not the same if you have someone who will listen to your endless (and sometimes, senseless) rants and he'll do everything to turn your frown upside down. Wooh.

Currently, I'm still waiting for that someone and... he'll get to read this soon and tell me that "You found him! And he loves you so much. *kisses my forehead*" Argh, cheeseballs.

Not-Cool-Enough-For-Your-Party Post

Now, I could say that my Sunday is less unproductive. Check!

Back in Senior year, we were asked --no, obliged to buy v-neck shirts and have it designed for our yearbook pictorial. So yeah, there is mine, looking shitty and wasted. I grew tired of how it looks like so I trimmed its sleeves, widened its neckline, and added fringe at the bottom showing a bit of my tummy. I'm planning to add some designs so my identity won't be revealed. Hihihi. You know, the admiers and haters might hunt me down. Haha, kidding. Yay for creativity! I have no plans of wearing it outside though. Maybe if it improved, but as for now... NO. I swear, I'd look like a walking rug.

My younger cousin asked me to paint her nails, but they're too minute! So I added a bit of nail art on mine instead. Yeah, you can stop rubbing it in, I know that I'm such a great older sibling - slash - half - sister - quote - unquote. Heh. I put the designs alternately, just because! And I blurred the right thumb photo above, I put "crush"'s name there just in case you want to know why. Hah! I must be crazed enough to do that, geez.

For days, I've been teaching myself how to fishtail braid. After 9238384848348 years, voila! Ladies and gents, here's my take on the infamous braid! It's still a bit messy but... that'll do. It's easier than I thought! (Wait, woah, I tweeted that it's a lot tougher than I thought. Mehehe.) Anyway, I love it. I can't wait to try it on... if my rebond goes wrong, that's when. Ha! Take that hipsters!

I just feel like updating. You know, so you guys won't leave me. Thank you! And there's a giveaway in this post actually; that photo of my cousin trying to imitate my crush-quote-unquote. Chinky-eyed nigga, she said! Hah! I love you all.

P.S.: Random title slightly taken from all the cool kids' tweets. Hihi.

Perfection

I've been stumbling upon a lot of date-a-girl-who posts since God knows when, and it was only until now that I finally got to unearth something that is waaaayyy too appropriate for my life. Emphasis on way, 'cause it's really that relevant to my life. Boys and girls, may I present to you, Jayvee Fernandez's "Date A Girl Who Blogs".

Date a girl who blogs. Date a girl who finds solace in sharing her most private letters to the noises of the world. She has a rhythm to the writing, as the sounds — the tap-tap-tapping — are touched with every bit of emotion she can muster. She’s writing, ignoring the 9% battery warning as she tries to add a little more perspective to your world.

Date a girl who blogs. Find her that new restaurant and wait for her, patiently, as she skims through the menu, to cherish the Serifs and italics of the posh, and the Arials and doodles of the diner. Watch her order, and question the waiter, and then the head chef to hear a story you’ve never cared to hear before. You will learn. Watch her envelop her tongue at the morsel awaiting judgement, then chew, her face barely betraying a smile as she takes down notes on a torn paper napkin. She forgot her notebook. Buy her one. And seal it with the URL of your new blog.

Today she’s doing more than just writing. She’s moving the widgets, repositioning the ads and maybe doing a bit of SEO. Help her. Buy her a new domain — buy it for 3 years with a promo code — and then maybe configure a forwarding email address, because you know deep down that self-hosted email servers are a thing of the past.

Share her posts on Facebook. Like them. Create a hashtag for your affection to her and let her come to this knowledge through the Internet, but follow through in real life. Your story deserves to be written down.

Suggest her for #FollowFriday.

Go out on dates. Let her heart open up to you and digest these memories into a single post which will be remembered in the archives of our search engines. Kiss. Change your relationship status. Kiss some more. Add her friends. You now have more mutual friends. Tag your photos together. Add her on Farmville. Harvest her farm. Poke her.

You are no longer forever alone.

Marry a girl who blogs. Propose to her by making a website with animated gifs and MIDI background music; she will show you the secret journal she’s been writing for years for you, and you alone. You will find that it comes with no ads, no links, no page rank. Only her trust rank.You will be overjoyed to read the fondness she has had of you, and realize that this, and this alone is the memory she chose to keep from her readers.

Have kids with a girl who blogs. Let her post photos and status updates about your children. Share them with your friends. You will see that she has saved everything onto a USB drive and printed the most fond ones for a real family album because the grandparents are not on the Internet.

Date a girl who blogs because she will find interestingness in the most uninteresting of things. You deserve to be interesting and that this life you live, though monotonous in its day to day is the perfect testament to why she loves you.

"Awww" was my initial reaction when I finished reading this for the first time. It was just too perfect, I can't halt myself from feeling this... this inexplicable feeling I get which comes only when I'm awestruck or... inlove. God, please, I've been letting out all the heaviest sighs since You know when. I might ran out of oxygen due to the excessive perfection of this article. Whew. It must be because I could somehow relate. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that I'm a good blogger though. Heh.

A blogger --she's irresistible, witty, and funny. She can transform your world from dull to technicolor just by invigorating her clinquant way with words. She can be chimerical when happy and almost suicidal when sad, but one thing's for sure --she's sincere. Listen to her when she tells you she loves you, it comes from the heart; it comes from where she gets all the strength and inspiration for all of her posts. But most of all, date a girl who blogs 'cause you'll regret nothing.

Hopeless But Hoping

Sometimes, people who are thousand of miles away can make you feel better than the people right beside you.

Fuck "this too shall pass, it's just taking a while". This is taking too long and I've been struggling not to crumble. Though, I still thank God for making me this invulnerable. If not because of Him then I would've done something to harm myself or worse, I'd prolly be dead by now. Seriously.

The guy on my other post, he's just another reason why I'm still breathing. Thoughts of him are keeping me alive along with the faith that I'll meet him. I don't know, but he's keeping me afloat while influx of negatives are paving its way into my life. Maybe, just maybe, he's going to be the one who'll save me some day. Oh, I can't wait to get myself out of this quicksand.

You know, I just need to get away from everything. The problem is, I just don't know how.

Just Me Trying To Be Happy

I-wanna-die-like-right-now nights... they're the worst. Trust me, I feel so shitty right now. I know, 3 out of 5 entries I post every month are... uhm, emotional-slash-almost-suicidal posts, but I can't halt myself from posting such things! I am utterly miserable, I guess.

Because of that, I vow not to post things about that anymore. Well, not actually a total ban of such kind of posts, but I'll try to lessen them. After all, this is supposed to be a happy place, right? I don't want to backread my entries and slap myself for being that sad. Ha! So let's bid those bad vibes goodbye 'cause from now on, I'll try to be happier. Cheerio!

I Took A Chance With My Heart & I Feel It Taking Over

How can you possibly miss someone you barely even know, given the fact that you haven't even met him yet and you're pretty sure that he's unaware of your existence?

All along, I never thought that such feeling exists... but that was until I invested my feelings on someone I refer to as "this stranger who's everything I ever wanted".

He's witty, I can tell by the way he tweets. Oh and, did I mention that he's comical? His posts and comments are cracking me up! And for me he's cool. Another thing that's incredibly cool is the fact that he can dance!!! *Ehem* Best Love Song Surprise *Ehem*, that's why. Hihi, I kid! But his get-ups are no joke. They're lookbook-worthy! Totally impressing. As impressing as his height! T'will do, you all know that I'm a tiny little thing. Mehehehe. Joke. And and and aaaand he 9gags! Common denominator, check! But out of everything I said, the one that I'm so fond of is my impression of him. He seems classy alright, and it's so manly I can't even! Help! I can't breathe! *catches breath* Lol. I just don't know if he plays basketball, but that would be a plus. Hihi. But still, it doesn't matter. Scratch what I said. Let's stick to what I told you about liking him 'cause he's everything I ever wanted. Yiiiieeee! Cheeseballs.

Sigh. I sound like I know him by heart when in fact, everything I know are just answers to my curiosity. Occasionally it makes me sad, but more often than not, it strengthens my desire to meet him someday. I don't have any idea why is it so, but I figured that you don't have to meet someone personally to develop a certain "love" or feeling for them. Apparently, you'll feel butterflies every once in a while; you'll never know when and you don't even know why, it'll just come knocking at your door and before you know it, it already hit you hard. This thing, I know it's too early to declare that it's love. Though one thing's for sure-- I've felt this before. The unusual thrill, how giddy it was looking at his newly uploaded photo, when my world came crashing down when he pulled a security over his once unprotected Twitter account... Yeah. Those things. They're just little whatnots actually, but for some reasons, they're special.

I know that there will be a time that he'll come across this post and learn about how he swept me off my feet. Hopefully when that moment arrives, I already met him... halfway. Lol. I don't mean to be demanding, it's just that I like him more than I like food! Hihihi. I like him okay! But kidding aside, I think I've fallen on the process. I used to think that I'm standing on the line between crush and like, but it seems like I've been standing on the latter all this time. I know it's quite ridiculous but hey, I never instructed myself to do such thing. My heart told me to give myself a break and find someone who's worth the affection. Do you think I just did? *winks*

Pursuit for Happiness

Being unbearably sad can be so tiring...

Or not. Perhaps I'm so used to it that I don't even know what's happy and what's sad anymore.

I've been trying so hard to get rid of this feeling, but it turns out that the most unwanted things are the hardest to get rid of. They just keep on coming back and they get worse once you try to get rid of them, leaving you no choice but to accept the fact that they're here to stay. No one knows until when, but it will surely go.

...And in time, this too shall pass. Maybe not sooner, but I'm willing to wait. At some point, I saw my life as something incredibly horrible. But then I to realized that at least, it's not as horrible as what others' have. In fact, I have a lot to be thankful for! I have a complete family, an incredible circle of friends, material things that some people wish for, and certain things I consider as blessings -- blessing that would always alleviate the pain I'm constantly feeling. 

And that's the point where I feel better; when I'm happy and contented. This may not be my day, my week, or even my year! But one day, my life will turn a complete 360 degrees and I'll be the happiest person ever. Mark my words! A little sadness can be equated to a whole lot of happiness. Keeping the faith!

So This Is What They Call "Outdoors"

I'M BAAAAAAAAAACCCKKKK! Guess who just flew in from New York City, Las Vegas, Paris, Santorini, and New Caledonia?!

Uhhh, yeah, I'm pretty sure it's not me. Mehehehehe.

My good ol' techless life over the past few weeks consisted of sleepovers, impossible (day) dreams, frequent trips to slumberville, super seldom gala with friends, derpin' on the phone with my super mega foxy awesome hot bestfriend, yadda yadda, blah blah blah, it's downright unproductive and I swear, you wouldn't want to hear anything about it. But I kept track of everything that happened while I'm gone... So, shall we?

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MARCH 31, 2012 - Bottoms up!

So... we went to Las Piñas for Yam's birthday bash and our `last day of school` kickoff. Yes, it's the kind of breather a partygoer -slash - stressed out college student would want! Flowing drinks, karaoke nights, and... smooching sweethearts? You got it. And I never imagine myself in such place! I mean, I have forsworn that I'd never drink alcohol but... I had no choice! Well, I had choices actually, and I chose the "not-so-good" way 'cause you know... so I could say that for once in my life, at least I did. Teehee. Bad, I know. T'was also the first time that I missed the train! Apparently, the station was already closed by the time we got there so we had no choice but to take the risky choice -- the jeepney. Good thing, I only had 6 shots and it's not enough to knock me down. Speaking of shots, I think I was intoxicated for a week or two! This ridiculous, uh, something I felt, uhm... how should I put this into words? I don't know! And I'm not spilling any beans regarding that 'cause A.) It's disgusting, and B.) Because it's ridiculous... and disgusting. Whew, I took it off of my head several weeks ago and I can't believe I'm talking about it again. Ok, let's get this over with! Lesson learned; don't get carried away with your feelings... especially when you're just 98% sober. Ha!

Less liberated photos, you knowww. Teehee. (c) Merriam Reyes

APRIL 4, 2012 - "APPY" 18TH BIRTHDAY!

One of my dearest friends for life celebrated her birthday! Oh and, did I mention that the whole barkada's invited? Yaaaayyy! The reunion we've all been waiting for! Nehhhh, scratch the reunion thing. We're incomplete. But, aaacccckkkk. I had so much fun! It felt like the whole posse's there when in fact, we're just half of the whole bunch. All the stories told, craziness, sarcasms, and, and... basically, everything! No words can express how much I miss them and how happy they made me. It's just too freakin' euphoric for my life, I felt my heart jump out of my ribcage! Hands down to the greatest (and biggest, lol) barkada ever!

Selected photos! Looool. (c) April Aquino

APRIL 10, 2012 - Bestfriends!

And this is what I missed the most -- hanging out with my bestfriend! After merely 7 months of not seeing each other, finally. We had all the time in the world to do it all again! The hustle and bustle of college had us cancelling our plans so we had no choice but to wait 'til summer. We also got one of our kabarkadas to come with us! So, it was Marian, Meng and I who were laughing hardcore over everything that we missed out on each other's lives. Dreng was missing in action though, so we're all looking forward to another getaway soon!

The only photo taken that day... (c) Marian Lizan

APRIL 14, 2012 - Heartbeat running away

We're all set for grade distribution. We all went to school for that reason and of course, quality time! Fortunately, my grades weren't as bad as I thought they were. Amen! Sad though, 'cause my undeniably awful Midterm grades resulted to a so-so GPA. Ugh. On the brighter side, at least I was able to do something less unproductive than the usual -- getting a life outdoors! I had the best time with my girls doing our thing and oh, we scored One Day tickets for 25 bucks! Lemme quote that line I'm so fond of; "I love you, I love you so much. But I just don't like you anymore". D'awww. It was as melancholic as our separation. Huuuu. Until next school year, bitches!

Loooovvvveeee!

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You missed me, guys? I know you do! Lol joke. But before I go, here's my most recent photo just in case you're curious. Hihi. Thank y'all for waiting! I love y'all!

P.S.: I'll blog better next time. Promise! ♥