Proj 78 of 365 - wave of childhood nostalgia

08.09.09

i can’t help but wistfully look at the playground as i passed by.

the slide, swing, tunnels, monkey bars are all part of growing up. like a rite of passage, every child goes through a phase where a playground is heaven.

when mama was still working abroad, it was papa, our aunties or our yaya who’d take us out two blocks to the park near the church. there, my sister and i would play til dusk. sometimes at mid-afternoon when the steel was warm, it was literally a pain in the behind to use the slide, but that we endured all for the sake of pure, childish fun. sliding down took just a fraction of the time spent climbing the stairs, not to mention the feeling of your knees shaking while climbing up the stairs. but it was part of the challenge and of the fun.

sitting down a swing is but of sheer pleasure! the feeling of almost flying - suspended in mid-air with the wind blowing against your face. the feeling was a pure delight.

when it’s not the park, it would be a trip to the mall where we’d get to play in the arcade.

i can’t say as a child i have been deprived. my childhood had a fair share of playgrounds - at school, at the mall, at the park, everywhere!

and yet, it still feels like i missed on a whole lot of fun.

i miss being a child.

i wish i should’ve played more, gone out more, sweated more, and maybe, had loads of fun more.

Proj 77 of 365 - toting the tote

08.09.09

i’ve been toting this handbag lately.

one, because i’ve been too busy (but mostly lazy) to change bags to fit my mood and outfits.

two, because of it’s neutral color, i can get away with almost anything without clashing or anything.

three, because of the convenient side pocket where i can insert anything without unzipping the whole thing. (and anything it has been - i just found wads of paper, a lot of coins, receipts and bills tucked in there)

four, heavy shoulder bags tend to give me shoulder and/or back pain which doesn’t happen when i’m carrying a hand bag.

and lastly,
five, because i love carrying handbags.

handbags are easy to carry around when you’re shopping, out for a stroll, out doing errands or doing anything. handbags, if carried right, bring out a certain style - one of flair but at the same time, of comfort.

carry one as you wish - you can bring it using a hand, or both, or you can tuck it in you arm.

it can be casual, fashionable, or simple.

Proj 76 of 365 - colorful stained lights

07.19.09

one cannot help but admire at this colorful spectacle at one of the restos in The Gallery, Mabolo, Cebu.

Proj 75 of 356 - an afternoon off

07.19.09

one lazy sunday afternoon. it had been drizzling that day.

after a cup of warm brownie to satiate our sweet tooths, it was time to take out the paraphernalia.

malongs and sarongs. a board game. camera and friends. some chichiria to nibble.
the recipe for a perfect picnic.

then after just a few rounds, it started to pour again.

oh well, i sure had fun while it lasted.

Proj 74 of 365 - sooo hot

07.15.09

korea-novelas. korean style and fashion. korean schools.

From sassy girl to boys over flowers to wonder girls’ “nobody but you”, it is a fact that korea has indeed brought an influence over us.

over the past few years, with the advent of korean restaurants and infusion of korean food in the market, Pinoys have come to realize that korea has many things to offer to the palate than just kimchi.

i jumped to the same conclusion when i bumped into this brand of noodles in the supermarket a few years back. out of curiousity, i bought one pack to try out.

korean noodles, like most of their food are generally spicy, which is a welcomed change to the chicken and beef flavored we’ve been so used to.

if ever you’re up to something spicy and want to try something out, i suggest you get your cart pushing at the supermarket, grab a pack of korean noodles (i like the one with the red and black colored front. unfortunately, i can’t read any of the text on it so that‘s the best i can do. of course, you can tell it‘s noodles with the picture on the front :>)

but i warn you, as the color of the soup suggests, this is not for the weak of heart.

Proj 73 of 365 - at long last

07.14.09 going mouse-less is like being crippled for me. though many easily work on their laptops using the touchpad, that’s something i really have soo much difficulty doing.

mouse-less, i find a simple navigation like moving the arror from top to bottom a challenge. at the office, i always carry my mouse to make things easier for me. it’s a surprise i lasted mouse-less for three weeks on my laptop which i have yet to buy a mouse for.

it was almost unbearable to play RPG games albeit a pointing device, especially that the touchpad can become super sensitive at the slightest touch - making me wonder why my view has shifted/zoomed in when i didn’t do anything.

then my suffering ended. i finally got a cute USB mouse to come to my aid.

Proj 72 of 365 - the boy who lived

07.13.09
i know him inside and out. his tiny secrets to his tremendous achievements. his friends and family - i can recite their names one by one without batting an eyelash. i know what irks him, who he feels an utter disdain for, and who and what he fancies.

and he’s not even real. he lives in a magical world which i and so many others have entered.

it felt like i was with him when he effortlessly took the sorcerer’s stone from the mirror, and i was definitely cheering him on while he joined the tri-wizard tournament and fought dementors with his stag patronus. in all his adventures, misadventures, misdemeanors and even through detention, i was a silent witness. i felt his pain when his godfather died. i knew how he felt when he was in love with someone off-limits - his bestfriend’s sister. i admired his courage and bravery for standing up against you-know-who and setting out to look for the horcruxes and in the process, discovered the hallows.

his story worth of seven years of hogwarts kept me up at the wee hours, sometimes made me skip meals and temporarily made me a home-buddy until i get to the last page.

as a collector of the books, i’m happy to see that after more than a year of the last release, the paperback edition is finally available. weee! time to go to harry potter’s land to revisit the tale (i never get tired of reading again and again) of the boy who lived.

Proj 71 of 365 - so blair-ish

07.11.09

a weekend at the mall.

among a lot of things, i was looking for a sweater. the knitted type you can get away with while wearing anything inside - sleeveless, tube top, dress, or even a plain top. something comfy that i could easily slip out of from work to night outs. something that can go perfectly well with almost anything in my closet. i set out with the task on hand, and scurried from boutique to boutique until i saw the closest thing to what i have envisioned.

then, on the same store, i saw a maong dress. it fit perfectly. it looked fab and fashionable. i could imagine blair waldorf, whose fashion sense and style i look up to, strutting around in one - maybe with pumps, a glam belt, accessories and of course, a headband - her signature look won’t be complete without one.

with the sweater on hand, and the dress on the other, i was battling with my conscience. when you can’t decide, you ought to have both, right?

then i remembered i should only buy an item this visit. the temptation of sneaking one more item lured me, i must admit. before i break my word, after a tug-of-war with myself, i put it back in the rack where it belonged - free for other blair-wannabes to pick up and purchase.

it was only when i got home that i regretted leaving the dress on the shelf. oh well, there’s always tomorrow to undo today’s regrets. ;>