You got to deal with it: The Obligatory Fangirling-about-The-Legend-of-Korra Post

Aang is dead. 

Since last week, I've been spazzing on the awesomeness called The Legend of Korra. Knowing my country, it will be a while before the series reaches our shores, so I took the liberty of seeing the first two episodes for myself.

 I regret nothing.

Late nights | Blind item

It was the female parental unit's birthday this Wednesday, and the male parental unit decided to take her out on a date. I gladly opted out (cause a date isn't a date with a third wheel), but the date soon became a foursome family affair. 

We were supposed to eat at Mesa at Greenbelt 5, but it was full when the parents came and the female parental unit wanted a healthy dinner. So, we ended up eating at *insert awesome flashy starry effects here* Sugi! 

itadakimasu.

gochisousama.

It was an AWESOME dinner. It's been years since I've eaten at Sugi, so I was very happy to be there last night. My favorite dish was the grilled mackerel. Excuse the ugly photos. I wasn't expecting to be part of the dinner last night so I wasn't able to bring Oberon.

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Paging REST. Where are you?! /cryfaise I need you now. For the whole week, I've been going home late. =(

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Occasionally, I do this. Bear with me for a while.

Randomness

I am really, really tired. I seriously need a day off so I can sleep the sleepiness off. I hate that I didn't have a weekend.

Anyway...

I am SERIOUSLY curious about this. It's a new Saiunkoku Monogatari novel, and from what I'm getting with the little Japanese that I know, the title of this story is somewhere along the lines of Ask/Beg The Skeleton. (I reserve the right to be wrong XD)

Okay. The title as it is doesn't make any sense to me, so I'm betting it is a metaphor of some sorts, or maybe proverbial, since SaiMono uses a lot of proverbs. However, the only skeleton proverb/wisdom I know of is this: "If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best teach it how to dance."

But the cover - and may I say it is the PRETTIEST SAIMONO NOVEL COVER EVER - doesn't suggest anything that's close to the "skeleton in the closet" proverb. If you ask me, it's about death, or if I may quote Psalm 23, walking through the valley of the shadow of death.

It's been a while since I got this excited for SaiMono. And all it took was a cover.

I'm speculating like heck here. XD I'll stop now.

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On things that I have more knowledge of (haha!) and are capslock-worthy:  BSB IS COMING TO THE PHILIPPINES, and they're not alone, because NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK will be coming with them. Praise the Lourde, NKOTBSB WILL BE COMING HERE! 

My primary concern is, of course, [1] funds and [2] how will I get myself to MOA on a workday. I definitely have to start saving now so I can really good seats. I hope also someone can go with me...I'm not really sure if I can watch a concert by my lonesome. =/ 

I also hope I can get a decent lens to photograph the event. If I'll make do with the 18-55mm of Oberon, I'll have to have a really good seat so I can have good photos. If not, they'll be blurred or just too far away. =( 

Bullets | Short story

My week thus far, in bullets:

• To Kill A Mockingbird must be a required reading during anyone's lifetime. If I chanced upon this book earlier in my life, I might have seriously considered becoming a lawyer. 
• In relation to this, I love Atticus Finch. /oldmanfangirlingnanaman
• If any of you reading this have a copy of the movie, can I borrow it?
• I'm still happy I didn't become a lawyer.
• I'm dealing with a lot of discontent right now. It comes and it goes, and I'd like to think it's all part of the dreaded quarter-life crisis. I'm particularly peeved with the following:
• The NBSB status. Most of the time it's not an issue, but when someone rubs it in, ye gads, it's like an itch that won't go away.
• Some of the things I'm doing now are seriously hampering my ability to do other stuff I want to do, i.e. rest, more sleeping and reading time, more bulakbol time, more me time (in a nutshell). These things may seem really trivial, but I need to do these things. 
• My utter lack of a social life. I can't count anymore the number of times I've been told that I need to get out more. One went as far as telling me that I have to get out because my complexion is more sickly than pale. 

Yeah. That's it. XD

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For those who have been encouraging me in my "author" journey, "thank you" cannot even begin to express my gratitude.  I've been asked by some people what kind of stories do I write, and I usually just smile at them most of the time. When I dared to answer it directly, I think one of my replies was "I write about death". The stare I got from one person was so...how do I even describe it? It was a stare that said, "Why in the world would you write about such a morbid topic?", or "I never thought a person like you would write about that!". 

Ever since the author class thing started, I've been doing a lot of thinking. I remember that one of the goals of setting up this blog was this:

Since college, there's this small itch to actually go public with some of the stuff I write or do, but I have this fear (which nags me till now) that people who know me in real life will not understand it, or it will be shot down as horrible/inconceivable. So, I want to find out for myself if those fears are grounded in truth. Hence, this blog was born.

I want to stay true to this goal - no matter how scary it is. Hence, I have decided to post a story I did two years ago, which is about death. /ye gads

If you know me in real life and you see this story, let me know what you think. As in, seriously. I'd really like to know. A little background follows after the jump.