February 2012
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I don’t know what’s with this day (I am probably just less hormonal) but there’s an overflowing positive feel about me that a while ago I actually felt like I was completing my errands (went to the bank) and house chores as Mary Poppins do, with all the singing, and dancing, and hopping (lakas lang maka-trip, haha)!
Like what I often say to myself and yet still oftentimes overlook, this kind of...
theskrimmer asked: Fully Booked, High Street :) I think it's the last one (there was only one copy), been looking for it everywhere too!
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Part II
3. A song, a book, and other things
I wouldn’t have liked David Nicholls’ One Day as much if it hadn’t been for the last few paragraphs where Emma details her uncertainties as a twenty-something fresh uni graduate with no clue how to proceed with her life. It may not be the kind of book I’d pre-order or hunt from one bookstore to another but I like that it’s very...
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January 2012
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Because I'll Be Twenty-Five In Ten Days
Eleven things:
1. On blogging
This has always been a personal blog, where I pretty much talk about myself, and a huge chunk of it: my emotional state. Although, there’s a part of me regretful of this, hugely because of the fact that I rarely talk about things other than the aforementioned (and of course, I want that too, to write about let’s say, art or pop music), then again, I cannot overlook...
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Few Minutes Back
Just when you became unwaveringly sure of something, just when you thought you now had it figured-out, that you’re all set to jump in and not listen to the voices telling you not to, someone comes along and shatters that moment of clarity.
You are back to square one, and so comes another series of painful introspection, rethinking, and self-doubt. You are now again to grapple for that momentary...
November 2011
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As evident in my recent Instagram spam, we just came back from a trip to Madinah, it’s a quaint city five hours away from Jeddah, where the Prophet Muhammad’s Masjid is located.
It is sunnah (encouraged but not compulsory) to pay a visit to three: the Prophet’s Masjid, the Masjidil Quba (the first in the world), the Baqe’ Cemetery, and finally, Mount Uhud, where the...
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October 2011
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List, list, list
2 books a month
1 writing piece a week
1 selfless endeavor a day
Good luck to me!
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Will you be willing to read poems to me?
I just hope that you are someone unconventional enough to give in to such request. That you wouldn’t find it bizarre that instead of me requesting you to sing a song, or play the guitar, here I am coaxing you to read me poems.
Here is one you can practice with:
Unending Love
by Rabindranath Tagore Translated by William Radice
I seem to have loved...
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“That’s why I write fiction — so that I can keep telling the story. I return to...”
– Jeanette Winterson, Weight (via distantheartbeats)
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I am still as clueless to ‘relationships’ as I am when I was in high school. It’s probably the only department where, I hate to put it this way, never matured in, not of course, that I, actually, quite achieved maturity in other departments, domestic skills, for instance, but with this one (and you know what I mean), I remained completely dumb, or to put it more precisely, I...
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I’m back in Jeddah! It was not a very tiring ten-hour flight, thanks to Saudia’s direct flights. Although, I would only be here for a month (tentatively, that is, since I don’t really know what might come up), leaving still felt slightly unbearable, firstly, because I’ve never been really good with goodbye’s, and secondly, like what I texted to one of my friends, it...
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September 2011
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August 2011
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Which weighs more to you, your own dreams or the dreams of the people you love? This is the simplest way I can put the question that’s been confronting me these days (more like haunting me). I do not really know why I have always had problems with choosing a career path, or choosing, for that matter. Admittedly, I have always been fickle-minded, or does this come to women naturally; even...
July 2011
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May 2011
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It worries me sometimes how we are so inclined on being misrepresented in the internet. Posting a picture, a quote, or even a pointless quip hatches judgements that way, way far from what you’re really trying to convey. I guess, that’s the danger of self-expression, particularly in the internet, that in whatever way it is done, there is the inevitability of being misinterpreted, or...
April 2011
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lovechic asked: Nice blog posts you have <3 Would like to share with you some of ours as well, we are on http://lovechic.tumblr.com :)
Take care!
Seph & Shai
Take care!
Seph & Shai
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“It seemed unreasonable, unfair, that a woman so young and beautiful should be so...”
– Haruki Murakami, Dance, Dance, Dance (1994)
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“Don’t care about the things that will make you feel like shit and the things you...”
– Ryan O’Connell, Things You Shouldn’t Care About (via planetickets)
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“Two women wearing face veils were arrested in France yesterday facing a fine up...”
– Yusuf Khan
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“Lie here stretched out on the shore of so much foam,
of so much life...”
– Octavio Paz, from “Beyond Love” (via awritersruminations)
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“Most of the writers I know are weird hybrids. There’s a strong streak of...”
– David Foster Wallace, 1996 (via sometimesagreatnotion) (via douglasmartini) (via vonnegutandcathair) (via lucy-vanpelt) (via margaretschroeder) (via bugseatbooks)
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Bugs eat books: earlyfrost: Sad as the sunless... →
earlyfrost:
Sad as the sunless sea. —Franklin P. Adams
Sad as a wail over the dead. —Anonymous
Sad as doom. —Anonymous
As sad as Fate. —Anonymous
Sad as silence when a song is spent. —Alfred Austin
Sad as death. —Aphra Behn
Sad as the groans of dying innocence. —Aphra Behn…