we're all stories in the end
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I legitimately stared at the email for a good five minutes, wondering if I read it right. (Taken with instagram)
So my best friend Zebra (you can find her here) and I had dinner this Wednesday. I bought her a copy of The Fault in Our Stars and she’s in the middle of reading it. While eating our respective salads and soups - and she was stealing about half my plate of pesto spaghetti - she said to me, “You sound a lot like that main character in The Fault in Our Stars. What was her name again?”
“Hazel,” I said. “Hazel Grace Lancaster.”
“Yeah. Even the way she thinks and her parenthetical remarks remind me of you.”
[BEST. COMPLIMENT. EVER.]
Back from the mountains. Banaue, Ifugao was a beautiful, mystical place. But I’m glad to be home.
Because FF.NET won’t let me upload a .doc right now. Pfft.
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Title: Every time
Pairing: Nine/Rose, Ten/Rose, Eleven/Rose
Summary: Throughout all the ages of the world, he still loved her. Loves her. Will love her. A timey-wimey story of red bicycles, ivory dresses, and cracks in the universe. Written for Challenge 94 at then_theres_us LiveJournal community.
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me. Doctor Who and its characters belong to the BBC and RTD and the Grand Moff and all the other writers and movers and shakers of the Whoniverse. I promise I put them back where I found them.
Follow the link to the story:
Join MoveForMove.org on 28 January 2012, 4-8 AM at Nuvali, Laguna to listen and record and interpret the stories of first-time runners participating in the upcoming Dream Marathon! To confirm your attendance, please message elbert@ripple100.com
- (in the train, on the way home)
- Me: You're as callous as a female praying mantis!
- The Boyfriend: Like what now?
- Me: Oh good lord, didn't you know? A praying mantis... *figures out that explaining the metaphor gives away the whole point* You know, never mind. I forgot that you're not a nerd.
- The Boyfriend: *proud* Damn right, I'm not a nerd!
- Me: "Nerd" isn't insulting, you know.
How to layer a box of books.
Rain in November
It is a Saturday afternoon. Rain
washes away all traces of dead
leaves along the winding snake-stone
path beneath my single window.
Drops of water roll along the ridges
of my palm, charting a lake
from finger to wrist to ground.
This is how cartographers draw lines.
I wish everything fit neatly in the palm
of my hand: bills to be paid, letters to send,
hearts to be broken. I imagine a small
island in the middle of the ocean’s cupped
hands. Between the shallow gap
of skin against skin, water dribbles
seeking spaces in these fingers that curve
upwards, as though in prayer.
You can learn a lot about someone by the music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod or mp3 player and write down the first 20 songs. No cheating or skipping songs that are shameful. That’s the fun!
1. The Doctor is Dying - Chameleon Circuit
2. Talking to the Moon - Bruno Mars
3. El Matador - Semisonic
4. Turning Tables - Adele
5. Sail Away With Me - David Gray
6. Who Will Save Your Soul? - Jewel feat. Jason Mraz (live)
7. Everything - Lifehouse
8. How Will He Find Me - The Weepies
9. Totally Fucked - OBCR Spring Awakening
10. Runaway - Maroon 5
11. Hello Seattle - Owl City
12. Walking in Memphis - Rockapella
13. Raise Your Glass - Glee Cast
14. Caloocan - Los Chupacabraz
15. All That’s Known - OBCR Spring Awakening
16. Love The Way You Lie - Eminem feat. Rihanna
17. Stars Tonight - Lady Antebellum
18. You and I Both - Jason Mraz
19. I’m There Too - Michelle Featherstone
20. Poker Face - Lady Gaga
Been packing books for shipping back home, since I’m moving back to Manila in January 2012. This is just two shelves’ worth of books. o.O I have four more shelves to go.
