This is a hard one, I can’t certainly enter the room without my laptop. It is the one thing that would keep me sane. Does internet count as the second item? Maybe not, Wifi isn’t visible at all so I’ll set up a Wifi connection first before entering the room. If the wifi is invalid, then I’ll have to bring a pillow, it would be a perfect companion for my third item. The third item would be a nice comfy bed, I don’t like chairs, it makes my back ache and I won’t last there for an hour. I want to make that magical room as comfortable as my own vision of a minimalists’ paradise. At least I won’t get distracted.
Writing 101, Day Three: Commit to a Writing Practice
Every person has their own music, their own genre and what music they prefer listening. The third challenge is to write the three most important songs in my life. I don’t know if I could even name three since there are millions of them, but I will just write what comes into my mind that holds a significance to my heart and my emotions.
The first song is “Don’t Mess With Me” by Temposhark. The song starts with a cello, I think. Anyway, it’s all in the lyrics and the tone. The meaning I perceived from listening to this song is that “I rule the world, nothing can stop me and if you mess with, you will be so f*cked up”. It’s a catchy song if you’re into vengeance and anger and would want to make the lives of the people who deeply hurted you pay.
Next one is “So Happy I Could Die” by Lady GaGa. God, I love her so much, I call her the Queen of Reinventions, because she never fails to surprise the world. So this song, I think it’s about being dope and masturbation. When you are in pain and you are all alone, the only one you could rely on is yourself, and what better thing to do when you are facing problems and failed at something is to pleasure yourself. It will like heaven and thus the name of the song, So Happy I could Die from pleasure.
Last is “A thousand Years” by Christina Perri. I don’t know why I chose this song, maybe because I want this song to be played on my wedding march. I could already see it (if I live to be that long). The season is autumn and my wedding will be held in a forest, like in Twilight, much to my dismay. The songs is just so touching that whenever I played it, I think about my future.
Well, that’s it. I hope you enjoy my entry for today.
In 300 years, if you were to be named the patron saint of X, what would you like X to be? Places, activities, objects — all are fair game.
If I were to be a saint, I would probably be the Saint of Lasciviousness. I would hold orgys and you know that kind of stuff so I will leave it to your imagination to further your thoughts. The place where my activities where my sainthood would likely to be held is the Isle of the Dead.
Seems familiar? To otakus, this is the second ending of Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler, “Lacrimosa”. Yeah, I know its fictional and no one lives there, but it would be awesome to be praised as a saint in that island.
Writing 101, Day One
I don’t know if what I’m doing is right but what the heck. The one I want to write is in another language and I’m having a hard time translating it into English. I want to watch Game of Thrones but it’s not on HBO yet, my internet is slow and my laptop is HP which makes it more troublesome to surf the internet. Oh, dear God, why was I bless with a piece of crap of a computer. I want an i7 core that has at least a terabyte of memory. I can’t have one hour of pleasure from surfing the net without having the message “Display Driver is broken or something like that” and the awful sound system this laptop has, it’s like I’m hearing the turbulence of an airplane. It’s not even internet friendly. Good thing, I have television but then, the remote is broken or something, I tried replacing the batteries but it still doesn’t work and now I have to change the channels the old fashioned way by standing up and pushing all the buttons, but it’s hard pushing the buttons when it responds to your touch, even if I just laid my finger there, it would quickly change channels. Then I have that awful thesis meeting tomorrow, actually it’s not a meeting but kind of a hiking in the mountains. I wish life could be easier, at least I got to watch Maleficent with my friends, but it came with a cost that was very surprising, yet it was worth it. I love Angelina Jolie and the twist in the old Fairy Tale. I loved that True Love doesn’t always have to come from the opposite sex, it can be a bond between friends or a maternal kind of love.
Now I am frustrated on what will happen tomorrow. I’m a lazy person and I don;t want to get out of bed. I want to wake up at 11:00 in the morning, not 4:00 am. I know that I’ll sleep at around 2:00 am because of the hot climate, and when I say hot, I really mean hot. I could fry eggs on the street within 10 seconds. I can’t use the air conditioner since I’m the only one whose going to use it, and my family is economically wise. There has to be 2-3 persons in the room before I can use it.
While writing, I turned on the television and switched the channel to HBO, The Avengers is on, and it’s in the part where Black Widow is using her interrogation skills to know what Loke is planning. Has 20 minutes passed? Then I guess it’s publishing time even if I know my post is wrong. Well then, Enjoy!
Since I can’t find my photo albums anywhere, the closest thing to it was my camera and the photos it contains.
Recently, my mother and I have some issues, but my mother ignores it. Because of that, I harbor so much hatred and bitterness for her. I’m currently living with my maternal grandmother. My mother rarely visits us due to work and having a complicated relationship with my stepfather. One time, she visited us and I was blatantly ignoring her by locking myself in my room. And then she knocked, so I was forced to open to show respect. What happened next was something I did not expect. She was holding the cake topper/figure from my first birthday. It represented me as a child. Eventhough I did not remember any of it, the feeling of happiness surged within me. I wanted to cry since it reminded me of the times when I still had my mother all to myself, and that she gave me a party, gifts and the times when I still wanted to be with her. Now, our relationship is colder than Antartica. My smile quickly turned into a frown and returned the figure where it was originally placed but not before taking a picture of it. I thought to myself that I wanted this, I wanted to be cold to her, and nothing in the whole world can make me change my mind. I won’t lower my pride even if it is my mother.