Friday, December 23, 2011

Heart Made Of Kevlar

Forgive the dorky smile. I don't know the first thing about angles or poses. But I do try for the sake of this blog. 

I have been contemplating chopping my locks off and go short again. It was badly damaged from a perm a few months ago. Its lack of luster and unruly habits annoy me to no end. Last time I went to the salon to have it fixed, they refused to do anything with it except to kill some of the ugly color because the strands were so threadbare. I might as well do it a favor and get rid of the lower part and let it grow healthier again. Serves me right for being so experimental and going for a perm. Oh well. I learned. 

Enough about hair talk. So I have time to squeeze in blogging before heading off to the market to do some last minute noche buena feast shopping. So many things to look forward to in the next couple of weeks. I am torn between not wanting things to end and wanting time to speed by. Me and my idiosyncrasies.

Anyway, Merry Christmas to all my lovely and kind-hearted readers! It doesn't matter how many (hee). If you are reading this, I wish you luck and more blessings!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

If I Can Have A Library Of My Own, I'd Be More Than Happy

Got bored and decided to take photos of random knick knacks. As you probably noticed, i love buying stuff from the bookstore - from books to cute polka-dotted post-its. I go berserk when I am in a bookstore and almost always take home a new pen or a new journal. And here's the thing - I never use them.

And oh, today I realized that it's difficult to teach an 11-year old to do the focus and zoom thing on my camera. And that men can become nags too.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Gloomy Day


Been practicing with color tones. Not really sure which one suited which. Right now, my aesthetic skills are highly in question. These are just some random impromptu shots squeezed in during my visit to Myk who had to remain in house arrest because of a sprained ankle.

Digital SLRs are great for those sharp, amazing bokeh shots but I hate how they capture every nuance of expression, every flaw and every glaring imperfection. These are the moments when I sorely miss my deceased Samsung point and shoot camera that never failed to prettify anyone and anything it captures, thanks to its innovating BeautyShot feature. RIP. You served me well.


I hope this gloomy weather ends soon. Nobody wants a drizzly holiday season!

I want a Canon 50mm f/1.8 lens, a pair of black lace up creepers, and a peach polka dot dress for Christmas (can double as birthday gift). I need love, serenity, security and overflowing happiness!

Saturday, December 17, 2011

The Colors Of Christmas

I wish I can go back to seeing Christmas in the eyes of a kid - full of joy and anticipation. But I guess for an adult, a larger part of the holiday season is spent stressing out on a myriad of things. Trifling things, really.

Odd but I have been feeling a bit melancholic as of late. I originally blamed it on my perennial case of flu. But now, I am at a loss as to the roots of this highly unwelcome feeling. I must have been bitten by the blue Christmas bug (or whatever you call the melancholy usually associated with the holiday season).

Anyhow, took photos of the Christmas decors we have at home. Been practicing taking shots of orbs. I love how when you outfocus the lights, they turn into orbs. Without my eyeglasses, lights actually look like orbs to me! So if you want to know how a myopic eye sees things, check out the first photo.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Tryin' To Chase The Crazy Right Out Of My Head

Strong wind and overcast skies. They never fail to make me feel needlessly maudlin. But there's something about this weather that brings out the inner poet in some people. I guess I'm one of them. But don't worry. I'm not going to launch into random poetic least not on my very first entry. 

I miss blogging. Terribly. 

You see, I write for a living. But I have shied away from blogging for more than a month. In fact, I shied away from the whole social network-dom for reasons I'm never going to divulge. I miss going over random things in my life...documenting them as if they are worth something. There's something about blogging and talking about my mundane, uneventful life that sets the balancing wheel of my life in motion. 

My indecisiveness knows no boundaries. In the span of a year, I have changed blog, blog name and blog layout so many times I have lost count. Seriously, i need to put a tight rein on my whims. I can hardly keep up with them. 

If you are a friend who has been badgering my loved ones on Facebook, wondering what the hoopla has kept me away from the hobnobbing center of modern society, i'll give you an accounting of my latest...err exploits. 

I have done my best to catch up with episodes of Running Man. I burned my butt off watching this K-variety show in avid fascination. I'm seriously in love with the whole gang, Sparta Kookie, Yooruce Willis, the Monday Couple, Haroro, the new version of Dumb and Dumber Suk Jin and Gwangsoo and Joong Ki. 

Tumblr has also compelled me to try watching Downton Abbey and I'm done with the whole 2 seasons. I really have this thing for period dramas. I am particularly enamored with the culture, beauty and opulence of the 18th century and the early 19th century. I head there's going to be Christmas Special. The show should just stop torturing Matthew and Mary! They ought to be together for the sake of our sanity!

Lest I delude you into thinking that my life is only spent in front of my computer, watching series and k/j-dramas, I have to say I do occasionally inject a bit of spice to my otherwise dull existence. Just last weekend, my bf coerced me into joining him and his family to give Pugad a go. I though my fear of heights was incurable. Apparently, I can still maintain a grip on my faculties even when I'm in a harness, traversing mountains with my life handed over to some thin cables. I think my fear of disgracing myself in front of Myk's family eclipsed my fear of heights. hohoho :) But yeah, it was fun.

If you have read up to this part, your attention span should be praised to no end. So there. Welcome to My Peach Days. I'll try to be more coherent next time.

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