Finally, I finished reading all of these:
The Vampire Academy series.
The fifth book, Spirit Bound, is coming out in May.
And. I. Can’t. Wait.
This is so much better than the Twilight Saga, and before you Twihards stone me for saying that, let me just say that I love the Twilight Saga as well. It’s just that I believe Richelle Mead’s story and writing are so much more pulled together, more coherent. The storyline is great, and the characters are so fascinating.
Oh yeah.
Dimitri Belikov, you can bite me any time, whether as a Dhampir or a Strigoi.
You make Edward Cullen look like a sissy.
Team Belikov all the way.
And Rose Hathaway? The girl can rule the world.
She can break hearts and arms, without any effort.
And she’s sassy, streetsmart, flirty, and doesn’t apologize for it.
I wish I were more like her—so I can rule the world.
I’ll probably one of the readers who’ll hunt down Richelle Mead with a silver stake if she doesn’t give Dimitri and Rose a happy ending.
Photo by Shawn Rocco
It’s simply one of the most striking and beautiful images I’ve ever seen.
Stark, yet full of emotions.
So ordinary, yet so special.
I want to find myself in that kind of picture in the near future.
And amazingly, this was taken by a cellular phone camera.
One doesn’t need a fancy gadget to capture something as lovely
as
LOVE.
“You write. That’s the hard bit that nobody sees. You write on the good days and you write on the lousy days. Like a shark, you have to keep moving or you die.”
.Neil Gaiman.
Writing takes a lot from me. On some days, it’s a breeze to write, but there are more days when I have to bleed just to write. We’re not even talking about writing a novel, or a short story or what, but just a simple blog entry. I love to write, and I am thankful that somehow, I have that ability and desire to do so. Even if I have to bleed sometimes. I can’t have it all,but I have something. No, make that “I have a lot”.
- My second tattoo, courtesy of Gene Testa
……..and twice as painful.
And you get a free peek at my favorite pink lacy pannies!
Yesh, I got me a “tramp stamp”.
Who would’ve thought?
Vintage French postcard from The French Factrice
I just wanted to have something French-y here, for a good start for 2010.
And the lil angel girl is so adorable, with those angel wings and that innocent wonder that all children should rightfully have and enjoy.
Thanks to The French Factrice, which has a collection of the most beautiful vintage postcards.
01-01-10
I just realized it a few seconds ago.
Looks nice!
My New Year wishes and prayers are aptly articulated by Neil Gaiman, and like him, I love using it every year.
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness.I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
…I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you’ll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you’ll make something that didn’t exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.-Neil Gaiman
A happy and blessed 2010 to all of us. The past year was a big challenge for most of us (a.k.a. it sucked royally), so I know 2010 will give us a respite from all the hardships and heartaches. Things can only get better.
Last minute payment of our real property tax squeezed me dry. Just when I was so happy and thankful that I am finally able to save something substantial, here comes a substantial amount that needs to be paid ASAP. It feels so painful, really. It’s one thing to spend a lot of money on something tangible, and it another to spend it on something such as taxes.
I hate taxes.
Especially when most likely, they’ll just be lining the pockets of corrupt politicians.
Oh 2009, please please end your bad vibes. Let this be the last for me and my family.
But I swear, my piggy will be fatter and with vengeance in 2010 and beyond!
This piggy of mine will be fatter!
I randomly pulled one of these books from one of the shelves tucked away in PowerBooks two weeks ago. The Mortal Instruments Trilogy books weren’t displayed prominently at the store entrance, nor did I have any idea about the story. They were just there in the shelves, with the titles Inkheart, Artemis Fowl, et al for companions. Intrigued, I browsed through the pages, and saw on the covers that even Twilight author Stephenie Meyer gushed about the books. (Okay, Ms. Meyer may not be the best writer around, but I enjoyed the Twilight series for what it was—fun and fantasy and the truckload of cheesiness.)
Dear Edward and Jacob: I adore you both, but I’m spending the weekend with Jace. Sorry!
—Stephenie Meyer
The Mortal Instruments Trilogy by Cassandra Clare
Got all three books in one go. Gah. No sense in buying just one, because I know I’ll just regret not getting them all.
I’m only on Chapter 8 of City of Bones, but it looks good. If you like supernatural stuff like vampires, shadowhunters, werewolves, angels, faeries, etc, etc, etc, you might like these. No wonder Stephenie Meyer can turn traitor to Edward and Jacob.
Again, I’m no book critic, just a book lover. And I am now indulging in my love for reading after what seems like a long time. Bliss!
They were a bit pricey, as far as tee shirts go. I mean, hey, I work for the government. I had even made a promise to myself that I’d keep shopping to a minimum this Christmas season and even beyond.
However, just one look, and I was hooked.
Landscape Without Figures by Nick Joaquin by Freeway
And Nick Joaquin is one the best writers ever, and still very much revered, even after his death in 2004. I figured, if I were to spend on a shirt, this was justifiable since I adore his writing. My first brush with him was when I was in the fourth grade, when my dear Mother gave me this book, Joaquinisquerie: Myth a la Mode, which was basically a collection of fairy tales that he had retold. Think Neil Gaiman retelling Snow White in his Snow, Glass, Apples. How smart was my Mother, to introduce Nick Joaquin to ten-year-old-moi in the friendliest way possible? Oh Ma, I’m so thankful to this day, that you made me and my brothers love reading.
So back to the shirts.
The colors and design reminded me so much of another favorite brand of mine, Custo Barcelona. So whimsical. So me.
The shirts were so pretty, so I bought another one:
A Portrait of An Artist as a Filipino by Nick Joaquin by Freeway
A Portrait of An Artist as a Filipino was one of his works that we were required to read in first year high school. Seeing that shirt brought back lots of memories.
the care tag...I love it!
The shirts had probably one of the sassiest care tags I’ve ever seen!
hang tag
And yeah, I bought the shirts at Freeway.
It’s not a shop that I frequent, but their National Artist series is a great idea, methinks. There are other fun stuff in the collection, including a cute shirt dress, but my I was so afraid of blowing away a week’s pay cheque in one go.
Maybe next time.
Sigh.
This holiday season, they’re featuring another artist, Ang Kiukok. If I had enough moolah, I would’ve gotten the gorgeous Ang Kiukok shirt in blazing orange.
*insert another sigh here*
But still…….. I have two pretty pretty pretty shirts!
I’m a happy girl!
