Why all emo?

Just had one of the worst (read: ironic) days of my life. I just really want to cry today (the feeling of holding it all in pains me), but no one will probably notice and care. Glad I have this secret blog with me. Thank you, Lord for making me chance upon this picture today. Thanks for showing me how lucky I am. I love my life because it is beautiful, despite all these stuffs happening to me right now.

Date A Girl Who Reads

"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes."

— Rosemary Urquico

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Tangled

I was hesitant watching this Disney movie at first, but I've been hearing good reviews about it being funny and unique. Nonetheless, I still watched it last Monday afternoon after downloading a copy at torrent (I'm such a pirate, LOL.) to kill the boredom. I figured I needed a break from my Econometrics paper killing me since the weekends. :)

I was expecting the usual Rapunzel story, and I was surprised in the plot's twists. It is very unique, and I liked the concept of the "healing hair" because it seemed like a sane reason to keep her hair being uncut forever. Plus, Rapunzel and Flynn has this really cute chemistry between them. :D I liked the ending, as usual in fairy tales, they lived happily ever after; she is still beautiful even with short brown hair. I liked the Barbie adaptation more, but I can say Tangled is beautiful in its own way: it's one of those few hilarious fairy tale movies ever been made. :)

Pray for Japan

Students hold candles as they pray for Japan’s earthquake victims inside their school in the western Indian city of Ahmedabad March 11.

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Inspiration in March

The best way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realize that two out of three ain't bad.

-Pete Wentz

Must get this quote in my head all March. So many school requirements to accomplish, and it's driving me crazy. :)

Tu es belle

You are beautiful

Everything about you is cool.

To light up a girl's day

These words you should say.

Be an artist and paint

A beautiful smile on her face.

This simple phrase

Can warm up her wounded heart,

Can rotate her frown

Three-hundred sixty degrees.

Go ahead and tell her

You won't regret later.

My first try at a poem. I know it's lame. :)

On Emotions

Elephants have been known to die of broken hearts if a mate dies. They refuse to eat and will lay down, shedding tears until they starve to death. They refuse all human help.

Scientists are beginning to believe that animals do have emotions and that their feelings may be more intense and unfiltered than our own. Emotion rises from the old brain, the limbic system, which birds and reptiles as well as dogs, humans, and other mammals share. Humans have additional brain structures and symbolic language to process our feelings and a complex array of psychological defense mechanisms that allay or soften the impact of our emotions. We repress, deny, subjugate, dissociate, and use all kinds of conscious and unconscious machinations to separate ourselves from our feelings, but animals have no such recourse, so their emotions are likely to be raw and strong. In fact, this may be one of the reasons we find them so attractive: they wear their hearts on their sleeves, so to speak. People seem to deny the existence of animal emotions so that they can continue to justify inhumane treatment and exploitation and avoid the fact that our actions have a deep emotional impact on our fellow beings.

Source: http://cakenap.tumblr.com/post/2912153478/elephants-have-been-known-to-die-of-broken-hearts

♥ In the midst of war, our human nature to love, even the descendants of our enemies, still prevails in one way or another.

Source: http://littlebitsoficexo.tumblr.com/post/2164630084

Thirteen Reasons Why

Just finished reading the book Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher.

It’s a young-adult novel whose main theme is suicide. I enjoyed reading the first parts of the book (Not really enjoyed, but more like sympathized with the characters, especially Hannah), but as the end of the story draws nearer, I kind of felt that it got uglier. I mean, why blame your fucked up life on others? Sure, they were mean and they deserved every bit of guilt for your committing suicide, but I think you are also personally responsible for your life. I understand what Hannah has gone through, but I think that she should’ve tried to be more stronger and look for more ways to find hope in life instead of killing herself (or using lame excuses of killing herself, and then blaming others on it).

Main point of the story is that every action of yours (how little you may think it is), can greatly affect a person’s life and his faith in people.

P.S. I am thankful high school life here in the Philippines is so much different than in U.S. :)

Hold Me :)

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. As the Beatles once said” all I want to do is hold your hand .”

Source: http://ellie-bartowski.tumblr.com/post/3552083105