November: In A Nutshell
Friday, November 30, 2012 @ 4:42 PM | 0 comment(s)

So if October was an “easy-breezy month”, November was so demanding that sometimes I feel like I don’t want to go to school anymore. Yes, the demands always come from school. But maybe it’s my fault – I have this manner of stressing myself over non-stressing things, and doing non-existent homework. Am I not annoying? And masochistic?

Anyway, I don’t have lots of extravagant realizations this month (except that I can’t push away the guilt of forgetting to pay my fare). We had our first Institute of Liberal Arts week and it was amazing and tiring and I might need to allot a separate post to tell you everything that had happened. My best friend and I saw the last installment of The Twilight Saga and just the same, I would make my notoriously lame and crappy movie review some other time. And I have a good news regarding my reading (reading – I’m such a dork), which will be elaborated in the Loony Dragonslayer section of this nutshell. And so it’s another nutshell – let’s just get over with this, shall we?


NOVEMBER ARCHIVES


Maturity
Monday, November 05, 2012

I had this inkling of writing about my brain – yes, my fat, fiction-lover brain. And with this brain, I realized how mature it had already become over the last nineteen years. Back in high school, I used to believe that popularity is more important than flying colors; that part I was awfully wrong. Good thing that Shallow Bitch I used to wear and be had gradually sunk in the abyss, and the Mature Human Being took over. “I’m still open to more mistakes and a lot of changes, and I know someday the shallow bitch will come again, but I now know how to resurface. I know how to return and resume. And when that moment comes, I will come back.” How dramatic and Gossip Girl-ish.


Eating Skeptic Monster
Saturday, November 10, 2012

You know how each one of us have our own off-days? Days when everything seems to suck and our hair looks bad and we feel bloated? Well, off-days also happen to writing/blogging – off-blogging, and this is one of them. I honestly have no idea how and why in the world I wrote this particular vomit-worthy post. Consider this non-existent, if you may.


Fear Landscape
Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Divergent (Veronica Roth) took over my life, so badly that I wake up each morning thinking what faction I’d choose and what basin I’d trickle my blood over and what dominant color of clothes would look good with my skin. I don’t want to be factionless, as you can see. What the hell. So to get on my full-on hallucinations, I imagined myself in Dauntless Initiation Stage III: Fear Landscape. Listed in this post are the pathetic tangible things/elements/people/animal that pathetically scare the shit out of me (I’m scared of “Thriller” – what in the world?!). I know I should’ve written this last October, but tada, everyday is Halloween. So I guess, Happy Halloween? Meh.


Two Cents
Sunday, November 18, 2012

In the last weeks, the nation was rocked by a few issues that tested the people’s judgments and sense of humanity. And since I always have a say in things even though nobody cares to hear them, I took the liberty of writing down my opinions. I chose two issues that my brain can reach: the “Amalayer” and “Sotto-copy”. I hope you’d take time to read this; it’s one of my best posts. I take pride in “Two Cents” as much as I don’t with “Eating Skeptic Monster”. Thank you.


Movie Review: Breaking Dawn
In the near future

Forewarning: it’ll be composed entirely of rants and raves and how beautiful the casts are.


HALLELUIAH CATHARTIC
(formerly known as Striking Quote)

“The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.” © The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger


LOONY DRAGONSLAYER
(formerly known as Books Update)

So here’s the good news: I checked my Goodreads two days ago, and guess what I discovered? I have 99 reads. 99 freakin’ reads! What the hell. I was so surprised it took a moment to sink in. I thought I needed four more reads to reach a hundred, but apparently I just update and update without actually checking the number. I’m so happy. Finally, something I can say I accomplished successfully!

November reads: I Am Number Four by Pittacus Lore (smart and good looking aliens); The Stonehenge Gate by Jack Williamson (meh); Divergent and Insurgent by Veronica Roth (crazy amazing); On the Farm by John Updike (slow and funny and touché); The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton (both funny and heartbreaking and I cried okay); An Abundance of Katherines by John Green (just the same: super funny, but I like PT and TFIOS better); The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger (Holden is weird and seems always mad); To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee (I love everything about this – thank God for classics); Malcolm by James Purdy (weird; and the ending was sad but still weird).

I had ten reads this month. Hold on tight, my brain.

Current read: The Book Thief by Markus Zusak (this has high ratings in Goodreads, so hello another crazy amazing novel!).


FAVORITE PHOTO/GIF ©


(In this photo, from left to right: Khaye Villar, Miyann Bruan, Tintin Ordas) This was taken in the photo booth section of the recent ILA Week. It was a fun celebration even though there were lots of flaws and annoying incidents. True to the ILA Week’s theme, we have indeed elevated.


EARGASM
(formerly known as Songs of the Month)


AND CONFETTI
(formerly known as Champagne to Pop)
 

Since ILA Week and Breaking Dawn and my scholarship are off the list, let’s see… can we celebrate the release of the City of Bones teaser trailer? Yes, we can (OMG, this sounds like Pres. Obama). Truth be told, I used to have some doubts about Jamie’s casting as Jace Wayland (‘cause of the looks and physique), but after I saw this, oh my heavens! He’s perfect. He’s really an actor, okay? I can’t wait for this movie to come out! Is it August 2013 yet?


December Activity List:

Last words from Pittacus Lore: When you have lost hope, you have lost everything. And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.

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