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Unlike most people nowadays, I don’t find popular or top-rated games applications appealing. Would you believe that I haven’t downloaded games nor music into my phone since I had it? All you can find in my phone are a library of eBooks, some photography apps, and a few apps for productivity. That’s until my brothers and I played 4 Pics, 1 Word in Jan’s (my brother’s girlfriend) iPod Touch. I find games involving words more stimulating, so it isn’t much of a surprise that I eventually got hooked on this game.

The answer to the photo above is a no-brainer. You would have guessed this the moment you saw my post in your Reader. This is my take on BLOGGING.

I know many of us have read a lot about blogging: What Makes a Blog Interesting, What Makes a Blog Successful, Tips on Blogging. The list goes on. As mentioned in my About page, I am not a professional writer nor do I have a formal background in writing, but I would like to believe that someday, somehow, I will serve as an inspiration to people from all walks of life. This remains true to this day.

Followers of this blog know very well that I have been slacking off with entries for the past few months. I do have a lot of ideas to write about in most days; you know, thoughts about random things, but I had been caught up between my day job and wedding preparations. When I do find the time, I draft a post, and gradually work on it again the next time I’m free. It isn’t like I make a living out of writing, but since it is my way of sharing my experiences, expressing my thoughts and what-nots, I know I just have to make time for it.

Two weeks ago, I blogged about my deceased friend, Gela, and her long-lost lover, Ralph. Boy, did it earn a lot of likes. I was really overwhelmed that it almost brought me to tears. I know it’s too shallow, but I don’t get that much likes in a post, hence the reaction. No, don’t take pity on me. It’s fine, really. While you’re at it, I gained a couple more followers from that entry, too. Okay, do I get to cry now? Kidding aside, these stats weren’t as dramatic as you would have imagined, but it is a good start.

Below are few of my thoughts on blogging:

  • I don’t have a particular theme for my site, but I write mostly about experiences with family and friends. I realized that I have turned my site into an online journal/diary of some sort. As my fellow blogger friend would put it, my entries oftentimes bear a personal touch.
  • As much as possible, I don’t plague my site with frivolous rants not because I want to kiss my readers’ asses (no pun intended), but for the reason that there are a lot more reasons to focus on sensible things. After all, my aim is to inspire other people, right? How am I supposed to do so if my entries are full of negative thoughts? Don’t get me wrong. It’s just me.
  • I may have this much of followers, but only few them have actually commented/reacted to my entries apart from hitting the “Like” button. More than anything else, I appreciate it when they do drop me a line or two based on what I had posted. Some comments are compliments to how much they enjoyed reading my entry, and some leave me with questions that calls for a good conversation. I can’t really blame those who just settle in liking posts they find interestingly good, and don’t bother leaving a comment because honestly, I do this, too. It isn’t because I have nothing to say at all, but sometimes, I get chickened out thinking what I’m about to say may come off completely ridiculous. I don’t want to be labeled a troll or something else worse. In my case, however, I encourage my readers to speak their minds regardless of what they are going to say.
  • Read. Go out. Meet new people. Get a life. Reminisce. Not in that particular order, but you get the drift. I do these to draw ideas from the unusual things I experience out there. When I’ve organized the pool of thoughts in my head, I put them into writing. It sounds easy, but it takes some work, too.

If you think these are all there is in blogging, you’re wrong. The possibilities are endless. In fact, I dream of being able to do stuff like host blog giveaways, post entries on fashion, share an excerpt from a fictional story I wrote myself, discuss my personal views on politics and encourage constructive criticisms/arguments without lashing out on other people, upload workout videos or make-up tutorials, etc. My fellow blogger friends influence me into believing that I will have the courage and the means to post such entries, too. Someday, someday.

Walking Disaster (Beautiful, #2)
by Jamie McGuire
Ratings: ★★★★

A few weeks before April, Nica tweeted about the release of the second installment from the Beautiful series by Jamie McGuire. The first book, Beautiful Disaster, was a sure hit (at least for me), hence when I learned that the second book will be released soon, I really got excited!

You know what they say, that there are always two sides to a story, and Walking Disaster was written in Travis Maddox’s point of view. I know I loved Beautiful Disaster with Abby Abernathy narrating her and Travis Maddox’s messed-up relationship, but reading through Travis’ point of view allowed me to understand how men think.

Who among you here has never wondered what’s in her man’s mind? I bet you, there’s none. Most of us, regardless of what kind of relationship we are in, tend to try to decipher what could be going on in a man’s head. I know women are more difficult to understand by nature, but that doesn’t make men an exception, right? No, I’m not trying to sound sexist here, but my argument is valid, one way or another.

The story was written almost exactly as in the first book, but there were several scenes that were not further discussed in Beautiful Disaster like those conversations involving Travis and his family. For some, it could be a bore because you somehow knew what to expect next (when you’ve read the first book), but trying to grasp the situation in Travis’ shoes made the difference. 

I don’t know how to justify this, but I think I understood Travis more than even after reading Walking Disaster. It all boils down to a son’s promise to his dying mother to be the best person he can be, and to fight for something he truly wants. Travis’ ways may be screwed up in so many levels, but you just do the craziest of things when you’re in love, don’t you?

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I have mentioned in my previous post how I find Miggy and Travis alike. Reading through Travis’ words somehow made me understand what he thinks when I’m in a certain situation similar to what Abby’s. Miggy may not be deranged as Travis, but this book reminds me so much of him. How protective he can get when it comes to the people who matter to him. With that being said, I think I might read this series again in the future.

I love nature. There is something about nature that brings me peace and contentment. To me, a good vacation would mean an escapade to the places miles away from the city. But it is one thing to love nature, and doing something to preserve it is another. After all, we were made to be stewards of God’s creations, weren’t we?

Proud to be the face of Greenpeace's Save The Arctic campaign! Pls support and sign the petition at www.savethearctic.org :)

I read Saab Magalona’s post on saving the Arctic this morning. Saab is a local actress and a fellow blogger who also happens to be the face of Greenpeace‘s Save The Arctic campaign. Below is an overview of what I’m talking about:

SaveTheArctic.org – In the last 30 years, we’ve lost as much as three-quarters of the floating sea ice cover at the top of the world. The volume of that sea ice measured by satellites in the summer, when it reaches its smallest, has shrunk so fast that scientists say it’s now in a ‘death spiral’.

For over 800,000 years, ice has been a permanent feature of the Arctic ocean. It’s melting because of our use of dirty fossil fuel energy, and in the near future it could be ice free for the first time since humans walked the Earth. This would be not only devastating for the people, polar bears, narwhals, walruses and other species that live there – but for the rest of us too.

The ice at the top of the world reflects much of the sun’s heat back into space and keeps our whole planet cool, stabilising the weather systems that we depend on to grow our food. Protecting the ice means protecting us all.

Here’s a short YouTube video Saab made for this campaign:

No monetary value can ever appraise how much nature is worth, so I’m asking my dear readers/followers to please spare a minute or two in signing the petition over at www.SaveTheArctic.org. I trust you will also spread the word; if not for me, at least for you, your family, and the future generation.

So, are you with me on this?

DISCLAIMER:
This is not a sponsored post nor am I, in any way, affiliated to the above-mentioned companies.

So, according to my Twitter and Instagram feeds, today is National Siblings Day. I must admit that it’s the first time I heard about it, and looking at the photos of other people’s siblings made me want to partake in it, too. Incidentally, today is also Thursday, so I will be posting some photos of me and my brothers from not-so-long-ago for #ThrowbackThursday.

My avid readers are very much aware that I talk about my family a lot, and that my brothers are dearest to me. I’m the eldest of three, and I have assumed the role of a responsible sister at a very young age. I’m not saying that my parents were irresponsible, but we grew up with no nanny, so when Mom and Dad were at work, I look after the boys.

Like most siblings, we went through the typical siblings bickering that eventually led to fights. Although I have two brothers, they never really beat each other to death, but may have hit each other once or twice out of annoyance. I guess it’s another indication that my parents brought us up well. My two brothers differ in so many ways, but both of them are very protective of me despite being younger than I am. When Dad’s on a business trip overseas, my brothers assume Dad’s role in taking care of Mom and I.

As we grow older, we have witnessed how Mom and Dad’s relationship with their siblings fell apart, respectively. It’s unfortunate, but we see it as a blessing in disguise in order for us to realize how important family values are. Dad never fails to remind us that no matter how things get tough, we will always have each other’s back. Friends will be there, but as the saying goes, blood is thicker than water.

From my siblings to yours, we wish you a Happy National Siblings Day! May you remain one another’s best friend through the years!

Three nights ago, as I was getting ready for bed, I tapped the Mail app on my iPad to check my emails. As usual, my inbox was plagued with feeds from people I follow on WordPress.com and daily digests from a wedding online community. Reading through each and every mail, a particular notification–a comment–to one of my blog posts made my body quiver. The comment was from a former school mate in elementary who happened to be my deceased friend’s first love. Upon reading who the response was from, I felt gooseflesh all over. It was Ralph, and I might as well think he bobbed up from the grave.

Remember my friend, Gela, who died of lupus at age 17? Well, Ralph was her childhood crush/love. We were in fourth grade when Gela and I became close. We never were classmates, but we rode the same bus service to and from school. That’s where it all started.

See, Gela and I had been so close, there hardly was a day we didn’t get in touch. After school, even when we rode the bus together on our way home, we would call each other and talk on the phone for hours. Like most ten-year olds, we talked about friends and crushes. I would have said “boys”, but it wasn’t like we were of legal age to be in a relationship at that time. During summer break, instead of seeing or going out with each other, we settled for writing letters and have them sent by post. Our mothers would have thought that we were nuts because we wrote to each other almost every day.

Gela’s letters were mostly about the stuff she did since school ended. She would animatedly describe how their family trip to the province went or how she’s catching up with her swimming lessons. It was the kind of fun kids our age loved back then. Gela was the youngest and the only girl in the family. She was pretty much the baby in the family, so the idea of her having suitors at a very young age was out of the picture. She was like a mestiza doll with her fair skin, natural brown hair and eyes. There was no doubt boys admired her because she was a smart kid and had a bubbly personality, too. So, what’s not to love?

But love was something so premature at a very young age. Rarely do I find couples who have been in love with each other since their childhood years. Gela mentioned Ralph a lot of times in her letters. We even came up with a code name for him just in case our letters get lost, and fall into someone else’s possession. Oh, you know, we were just being kids. Gela’s fondness of Ralph was evident in her letters. Oh, puppy love. In fact, they were often teased by their classmates because they knew how the two felt for each other. They were like Alfalfa and Darla (of The Little Rascals) back in the day, only to end up as reversed version of Thomas J and Vada in the movie, My Girl.

Ralph’s response to my blog post was poignant. Apparently, after all these years, he remained attached to Gela. He moved to the US when he was 14, and has never visited the Philippines since. When he heard about Gela’s demise, he wanted to come home, but circumstances didn’t allow him to. Gela has been dead for nine years now, and she remained in his thoughts and dreams since. It could be the guilt for not being there, at least, during her wake that bothered him through the years. In his words, he’d written these:

For the life of me, I just woke up and wanted to look her name up on the internet. Back then all I could search for was her name and simple obituary. Now I’m really glad that there’s this little blog where anyone could read a little about Clara’s life.

That’s how Ralph stumbled upon my humble website. It was overwhelming to realize that I have actually done something to somehow ease another person’s grief over the loss of a loved one. I may not be able to bring Gela back into this world, but I have, at least, served as an instrument in inspiring other people by reliving her wonderful life through my writing. Who knows, it may be God’s doing to let us all know that Gela’s in [His] good hands. I wish Ralph the peace of mind and heart that he deserves for he has truly loved Gela, but more importantly, I pray that he may be able to move on without having to forget the memories that will forever remain beautiful.

So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.

Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

Why, hello there, April! Imagine we’re on the second quarter of 2013? Oh, how time flies! Anyway, what have I been up to lately? Well, I finally had time to catch up on my reading last Holy Week. Apart from giving time to reflect on my spiritual life, the holidays allowed me to recover from my reading backlog. Remember when I joined the 2013 Reading Challenge at the beginning of this year? After reading a book or two, I literally stopped altogether because my day job and other wedding-related stuff got the better of me. It was only after Miggy left for the US that I tried to pick up where I had left.

Anyway, since February, I was able to read six books from my to-read list. They are as follows:

The Valkyries
by Paulo Coelho
Ratings: ★★★★

I have read a couple of Paulo Coelho’s novels, and I’d say that this one’s different from them mainly because Paulo and his wife were the main characters in the story. It is Paulo’s personal account in fighting his own demons. 

Everyone has their own demons. Facing them and eventually conquering them take a lot of courage and determination. In this novel, Paulo, along with his wife, demonstrated his struggles in battling his own beasts. His wife played a significant role not only in supporting him in mission, but also in discovering her own strengths. This book may start off dull, but the story gets better as you flip through the pages.

The Catcher in the Rye
by J. D. Salinger
Ratings: 

This novel is one of the all-time favorite classics, and there’s no doubt about it. I have heard and seen most Holden Caulfield’s teenage troubles in movies, so I didn’t really find anything more interesting in this book. Perhaps I’m not really much into classics, hence my judgment. Reading through its pages, I had the feeling that it was almost the same as To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee. I noticed that when I’m not really into the book I’m reading, it would take me weeks or months to finish it, and this is the case with The Catcher in the Rye.

Despite all these, I did like how the book ended. I have always had a soft heart towards love for siblings, and I think I’ve made it pretty clear here in my blog based on previous entries, so the way Holden yielded to his baby sister’s request captured my heart. He did love Phoebe more than himself, so giving in to her plea was worth it.

Warm Bodies (Warm Bodies, #1)
by Isaac Marion
Ratings: ★★★★

Okay, I have to admit that I first heard about this book’s movie adaptation before I found out that it was based on a novel. Apart from novels involving vampires and werewolves, stories that have zombies as the main characters don’t appeal to me either until Warm Bodies. My friends at work kept talking about it, convincing me into giving the book a chance.

Honestly, in the first few pages, I told Nica that I find the book gruesome, but the story becomes interesting, so I got past that unpleasant feeling. For the most part, I imagined the setting as in the movie, I Am Legend, starring Will Smith. You know, abandoned city, scarcity in resources, and the likes. Injecting romance into its plot was not at all surprising, but there was something to it that didn’t stop me from putting it down. I have to warn those who haven’t read this though, do not expect too much in the end. It could have ended a lot better in my opinion.

The Silver Linings Playbook
by Matthew Quick
Ratings: ★★★★

Much like Warm Bodies, Jennifer Lawrence’s win as Best Actress for this book’s movie adaptation made me want to read it. You know, I’m one of those who prefer reading the book first before watching the film version. I mean, I really liked J. Law in The Hunger Games, so that alone was enough reason to finally read the novel.

For this instance, I won’t speak about what’s in the story because I find the book too good to spoil. Bradley Cooper and Jennifer Lawrence portraying Pat Peoples and Tiffany Maxwell, respectively was fitting. Although I haven’t seen the film, as I was reading the novel, I imagined them playing the part.

Note: I read The Silver Linings Playbook‘s synopsis in Wikipedia, and I was disappointed that they changed the story for the most part. One of which was changing Pat Peoples’ name into Pat Solatano. Boo. :(

Never Eighteen
by Megan Bostic
Ratings: Ratings: ★★☆☆☆

According to Goodreads, Austin Parker is on a journey to bring truth, beauty, and meaning to his life. Austin Parker is never going to see his eighteenth birthday. At the rate he’s going, he probably won’t even see the end of the year. The doctors say his chances of surviving are slim to none even with treatment, so he’s decided it’s time to let go. But before he goes, Austin wants to mend the broken fences in his life. So with the help of his best friend, Kaylee, Austin visits every person in his life who touched him in a special way. He journeys to places he’s loved and those he’s never seen. And what starts as a way to say goodbye turns into a personal journey that brings love, acceptance, and meaning to Austin’s life.

I’m sorry, but I think it was an awful version of John Green’s The Fault in Our Stars. I didn’t find anything different in its plot, but I have to say that it featured awesome songs as its official soundtrack (i.e., Brick by Ben Folds Five, Soul Meets Body by Death Cab for Cutie, and Bulls on Parade by Rage Against the Machine).

Angel Falls
by Kristin Hannah
Ratings: ★★★★

I have never heard of Kristin Hannah as an author nor have I known of this particular book. I only knew about this when I checked my book recommendations from Goodreads based on the ones I have added on my bookshelf. Boy was this a pleasant surprise.

This novel had the vibe of Jude Deveraux’s Holly because it was set during the holidays in Seattle. Anyway, the story evolved when Mikaela Luna-Campbell had a terrible accident, putting her into a coma for a month or so. As a loving and dedicated husband, Dr. Liam Campbell did all he can, even the most absurd idea, just to wake her up. He was so sure of their relationship as husband and wife until a thing from the past made him think otherwise.

It was one thing wanting to bring his wife back from a deep sleep, but knowing the truth about her past by accident was another. I admired Dr. Liam Campbell’s unconditional love and dedication to the family he had built with his wife for more than a decade. Hands down on how he handled the situation, and made an effort to put himself together despite all the setbacks he and his family had suffered from.

I personally liked the author’s writing style because this book kept me up all night!

So, how did you spend your long weekend?

It is common knowledge that my family’s favorite pastime is eating, and every special occasion would mean celebrating it over a meal at a fancy restaurant. Last weekend, my family and I went out for a lunch date for no particular reason. Not that there’s nothing at all to celebrate about, but we hardly do something like this nowadays just because.

I was with Miggy when I first dined at Yabu: The House of Katsu in SM Mall of Asia. I’ve heard a lot of raves about this Japanese restaurant from friends, so in one of our random dates, we decided to try it out. The restaurant was called as such because it offers a wide variety of katsu on its menu. With every meal’s serving size, we find the PhP 300–500 (US$ 8–12) price range very reasonable. Every katsu meal is served with unlimited Japanese rice and cabbage salad. What makes it more interesting is the part where you get to make your own katsu sauce (as shown in their website). I promised to take my family to this restaurant, and I thought the timing was perfect.

After a very sumptuous lunch, we all went for a much-needed walk. You know, to somehow burn the calories we consumed, enough to fill our recommended daily intake (RDI). Shopping wasn’t in our agenda that day, but the ladies (Mom, Jan, and myself) found ourselves going in at Forever21. We got ourselves a few things, something we all thought that we deserve. After which, Mom and Dad had to rush to the SM Mall of Asia Arena to watch a live concert. Foursome, a repeat performance by the Philippines’ top local artists: Martin Nievera, Pops Fernandez, Regine Velasquez, and Ogie Alcasid, is Mom’s belated anniversary and Valentine’s day gift from Dad.

Something interesting happened that night. My brothers, Jan, and I were on our way to the Arena a few minutes before the show commenced to give Dad his camera. Initially, he didn’t bring his Lumix because it looks like a digital SLR, and according to security, cameras like this aren’t allowed inside. To Dad’s dismay, there were a lot of people who had their dSLR inside. When we walked pass the entrance for employees and/or VIPs, someone called our attention. Apparently, it was one of the back-up dancers offering us three free tickets to see the show. Because we were much in a hurry to take Dad’s camera to him, we completely ignored him. On our way back to the mall, we realized that it must be a legit offer, even coming to a theory that the owners of those tickets are the dancer’s family members/friends who couldn’t make it to the show. We were hoping we could still score those free tickets, but the dancer may have given them to someone else. What is missed chances!

Despite the thick crowd and traffic on our way home, that weekend was one of the best we ever had! Surely, no particular reason is necessary to spend weekends like this with family and friends.

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