Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Nostalgia

I was rummaging through my stuff these past few days to look for my old passports because i was applying for a Korean visa and i needed to show the embassy my previous trips to Korea. It's been a week now but with no luck until i asked our helper. Voila! I found the green folder i have been looking for where i have all my travel documents kept. It was inside an old luggage, a luggage where our helper would keep all my excesses from my previous trips.



Along with the green folder where i have my old passports, i found these things from my trip to the U.S. in 2010. Immediately, they brought me back to my summer days in New York where i spent a month to study.


My wireless mouse. All the while i thought this was sitting around in my office.


My clown tape measure. So happy i found this!


My favorite pen Ate Cecile gave to me.


My "I Heart NY" pencil. Because i collect pencils.


My favorite tweezers. Haha.


I found 2 Moleskines!
A small Moleskine which my mom gave me a year earlier than my trip to the U.S. It has an Underground map and a whole map of London inside. Why London? Because my Mom thought i'd be studying there. Apparently, i opted for a less expensive schooling.


And this big Moleskine, from my thoughtful bandmates from church. It had a Metrocard, a royal blue silk fabric swatch and a paper where i test all the Sharpie colors i needed for my illustrations, inserted inside.


My New York Subway map-inspired notebook Ate Cecile gave to me one Christmas before i left for the U.S.


This Vitra Campus booklet i found inside a design store in Chelsea.

A brochure of a tea shop where my friend Christine and i had a great chat, somewhere in Greenwich.

This amazing book i brought with me to the U.S.

This cute birthday card i found while i was at the cashier at Opening Ceremony.

It says "Denise Richards, Marilyn Manson, Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie in goth would like to wish you a Happy Birthday"


This cute postcard from Opening Ceremony.


This rope sandals i got at Opening Ceremony.


A Fenton's Creamery (an inspiration from the movie "Up") menu.


And nail polish for my sister.

Ooh, so happy today! My memories!!

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Stressed, Depressed

I am sick of this industry. It is such a dirty game. I hate it. It is so sad. It is oh so sad. So hard to find real people in this industry. Sincere ones. No matter how i try to become one, these people, they just haunt you like crazy.

I remember my anthropology-major classmate in college. She said that their professor used to always say "if you see something good in someone, tell that person." So from then on i practiced doing that. Some mistake me as bolero, but i really am sincere when i do that. It makes me happy. Life seems to become a better place when i do that. But then again not all people are the same. They'd rather spit in your face and leave than accept your good intentions.

I just wish God made me an art teacher nalang. But I know He has plans. Oh God give me strength.

Oh God please give me strength. I am so tired. But i will still try.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Sunday Confession

Right after lunch my siblings and i headed straight to that ice cream kiosk with the cute doodled font name Sebastian's. It is actually our 3rd time to visit this ice cream corner. It has become our new favorite.

I dread it so much whenever we come to this place, not only because of the grumpy ice cream lady but also because i'm about to give in again to the most sinful dessert ever: the Midnight Truffle ice cream sandwich (they call it chill-y burger). It's an ice cream sandwich made with 2 layers of dark chocolate cookies filled with chocolate ice cream with a thick, decadent fudge in the
middle (now this gooey thing in the middle is what makes it verrrrrry sinful). Whenever we come to this place i pray that this flavor won't be available so i won't have commit the 7th deadly sin again (not adultery, it's gluttony). But sadly, today it was there. I nervously indulged myself and wolfed down the dessert in no time.

So now i confess. Lord forgive me, i promise to become a better person next week.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Confession

I have a confeesion to make: i ate chicharon yesterday. Loads of it. My colleague just came back from cebu and brought home some really good chicharon. This is somethin i could not resist. Shucks.

But i have my second confession: i had pizza right after eating the sinful chicharon. Come on, it was my colleague's birthday. Haha.