I was tagged by the lovely Ivyages ago and I’m only doing it now. ^^v
The Rules (Without rules, we are chaos):
1. Always post the rules.
2. There aren’t rules. Go Team Chaos.
3. Tag people. Blah and blah.
The Questions I’ve been asked:
1. If you were given a chance to travel to one place, where would it be?
- I’m really not interested in places, rather, the idea of traveling to a parallel universe or another timeline fascinates me. Does that count?
2. Why is that?
- I guess I’m still hung up on Fringe. And the possibility that there are alternate universes and timelines. I mean, don’t you get curious about your ‘other fate’?
3. Is there a philosophy where you base your actions by? -I used to always tell myself that the more I know the less I understand and the more I understand the less I believe. Now, it’s just… Carpe diem every fvcking day!
4. Give me a quote you always keep in your pocket.
-Here’s a good one: “Everything good needs replacing.”
5. What do you feel about taking risks?
-It’s inevitable. It actually makes life interesting.
6. How is it that you know that the choice you’ve made is the right decision?
- As long as I could sleep, it’s the right one. But I think every decision I make is the right one. It just depends on how I stand up for that decision that makes it the right one.
7. My sister asked me this once. Just pick one. Sun or the Moon?
-Moon! What can you expect from a Nocturnal Creature. And I like how it just follows the earth while the earth circles around the Sun.
8. Do you ever regret about wasted efforts?
-Yes! Yes! Yes! Efforts should be directed to the right person you ungrateful…
9. If you were given a time machine. Would you use it to travel to the past, the future or leave it as is?
- Leave it as is. :) Things are already complicated why complicate it more by bending time. And I’ve watched too much Fringe to know the effects of time travel.
10. Cliches are cliches for a reason. Do you stray away from these said ‘cliches’ ?
- Nope! Just do what makes you shitty happy whether it be cliche or not.
(Not really tagging anyone. ^^ Feel free to answer the same set of questions if you like.)
I’ve been trying to focus on work for quite sometime now. (Determined to have that cozy house up on the mountains, with a library, an attic, a porch, and the smell of coffee all over.) And I was saving up for the little things that meant everything to me.
Last Saturday, this came in the shop. Boy was my heart overflowing with joy. (Sorry for the blurred images. I was really really really excited.)
Something you might want to know:
I play the ukulele
Before that, I played the guitar
I’m not a great guitar player but I have it never stopped me from playing.
I can easily play a song by ear.
But I can’t read notes and I have zero knowledge on music theory.
So there you go. I ‘might’ be able to post photos for the next couple of days and if work would be nice, I might be able to post videos too with hopes that I progress.
While I was searching for the perfect guitar I found a post that really stuck to my core and I’m sharing it to you guys.
"Find a guitar (or any instrument) that would make you want to play it every single damn time."
If you’re on the look out for your dream guitar and is finding it hard to find ona here in the Philippines, might as well check these guys at Guitar Pusher.
“I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.”—Shana Abé (via zaccrenia)
“When I turn around, he cups my face in his hands and he kisses me so deeply that I don’t know who is breathing for who, but his mouth and tongue taste like warm honey. I don’t know how long it lasts, but when I let go of him, I miss it already.”—Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road (via khanon)
“Lately I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favourite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.”—Andrea Gibson, Bone Burying. (via anotherblogaboutquotes)
There is a strange brutal beauty in desolate places. Where the sun seems relentless, harsh and often, left out in it too long, cruel. Your lips crave water, like the kiss of a long lost lover. The sunburnt browns leave your eyes squinting for some glimmer of life. Time seems to stand at a loss. Things left to the desert, merely collect dust. Immortalize a time once felt, memories once lived. A life spread out, a time line of existence. No mold to eat away, no growth to pull it down, just sand. A slow death of what once was.
“Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one’s own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffuse in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self. The sun would rise from the eastern horizon, and cut it’s way across the empty sky, and sink below the western horizon. This was the only perceptible change in our surroundings. And in the movement of the sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love.”—Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle