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Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.

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Rosemarie no longer has an active blog, but she can be found on Facebook here: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/profile.php?id=585211028

To see the post about how she was found, please go here. Thanks to Booksnbrew  for searching!

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Hindi ako yung tipo ng taong pupuriin ka para magustuhan mo ako. Kung gusto mo ng sipsip at plastik, wag mo na lang akong kaibiganin.

Obvious ba na puro social networking sites na lang ang inaatupag ko? Kung binabayaran lang ako sa pag-oonline ko, siguro ang yaman ko na.

This is a profile page of someone from a dating application. Makes sense to me. Dadating talaga yung oras na hindi na itsura ang unang hahanapin mo sa isang taong gusto mong makasama habang-buhay.

This is a profile page of someone from a dating application. Makes sense to me. Dadating talaga yung oras na hindi na itsura ang unang hahanapin mo sa isang taong gusto mong makasama habang-buhay.

Sarap siguro iparamdam sayo yung salitang balewala. Yung walang pakialam sayo ang mga taong pinahahalagahan mo. Wala silang pakialam kahit mawala ka kasi hindi ka importante sa buhay nila. Sana maranasan mo para alam mo na kung ano ang nararamdaman ko.

May 19, 2012 2:15AM

Nakakalungkot naman. Alam kong hindi lahat ng bagay permanente pero ngayon lang nagsink-in sa akin to. Akala ko okay lang, pero kung kelan malapit nang umalis yung isang taong malapit sayo, saka mo lang talaga marerealize kung gaano ka nya napasaya at gaano sya kahalaga sayo. Pero kahit gaano mo pa gustuhing pigilan sya na wag umalis, wala ka namang magagawa. Bakit? Kasi pakiramdam mo dun sya sasaya dahil yun ang ginusto nya.

Goodluck sayo, good friend. Salamat sa lahat ng tawanan. Mamimiss ka namin. :(

I thought getting into a relationship was what I really wanted. Until I realized I don’t really wanna give up my independence.. just yet.
May 14, 2012 10:31PM

Sumakay ako sa jeep kanina pauwi. May tatlong pasaherong lalake sa dulo na naghaharutan at hindi maayos ang upo. Umupo ako sa tabi nung pangatlong lalaki. May kausap sya sa phone at nakatagilid.

Ako: Pwede pakiayos ng upo?

Sya: Maayos naman ah. ( pasindak ang tone ng boses at tumingin sakin na parang galit)

Ako: (Tinitigan ko lang sya ng malalim)

Inayos na yung upo nya pati mga kasama nya. Nung may bumaba na pasahero, umupo ako sa harap nya at tinitigan ko sya ulit. Umiiwas sya ng tingin na parang nahihiya. Pakiramdam ko ang astig ko, pero sa loob loob ko kinakabahan ako baka mapikon na sa akin at suntukin ako. Hahaha.

Chat with a random stranger. Nakaka-relate lang ako sa experience nya. May mga tao talagang itsura lang ang habol.

Chat with a random stranger. Nakaka-relate lang ako sa experience nya. May mga tao talagang itsura lang ang habol.

May 13, 2012 11:23PM

Kakauwi ko lang galing mall, nanuod kami ni Palaka ng Dark Shadows ni Johnny Depp. Di ko masyado nagustuhan yung movie, pero ok na rin. Atleast nakalabas ako ng bahay at hindi nagkulong sa kwarto buong araw.

Tiningnan ko agad ang news feed ko sa Facebook, as usual. At may nakapagpa-alala sa akin ng bagay na sobrang ikinagalit ko dati. Dapat ko na nga sigurong burahin sa friend list ko ang taong yun. The person that I learned to trust before, who eventually made something untrustworthy and hurtful. The person I treated as a very good friend but now I see her as my worst enemy. I don’t regret throwing our friendship away, there’s nothing to regret anyway. I don’t need someone like her, I don’t need a backstabber.

Haven’t greeted “Happy Mother’s Day” to my mom for 7 years now. The only person I trust with all my heart. The best mom I could ever have. I will wait for the day that I could tell her upfront how much I love her, one thing I failed to do when she was still alive. Happy Mother’s Day Mama, I miss you.

Tipikal Weekday Ko

Gigising.
Tutunganga sandali.
Maliligo.
Kakanta sa banyo.
Magtu-toothbrush.
Mamumroblema ng isusuot.
Papasok sa trabaho.
Sasakay sa bus at tatayo ng mahigit isang oras.
Makipagtitigan sa mga pasahero.
Kakain ng siomai sa MRT station.
Magpapaka-stress sa office.
Makikipagharutan sa katrabaho.
Uuwi.
Sasakay sa MRT.
Magmumuni-muni.
Titingin sa kawalan.
Pipila sa terminal.
Makipagsiksikan sa FX.
Matutulog sa byahe.
Magpi-Facebook.
Magtu-Twitter.
Magta-Tumblr.
Manunuod ng vlog ni Jenna Mourey.
Makipag-chat sa Skout, Tinychat, Camfrog, Skype, at YM.
Makikinig ng music sa iPod.
Magkukulong sa kwarto.
Magugutom.
Sasayaw sa harap ng salamin.
Mag-iisip ng malalim.
Mag-eemo sa madaling araw.
Maghahanap ng kausap.
Kapag walang mahanap na kausap, magku-comment randomly sa mga status sa Facebook.
Marerealize na walang kwenta yung kausap ko.
Tatangkaing linisin ang kwarto.
Tatamarin kaya hihiga muna.
Makakatulog na lang kusa.
Balik na naman sa umpisa.

April 14, 2012

Yesterday, on way my home, I realized I’ve already done so much in life. Experienced and learned different things, met different people, made a lot of friends. I’ve gone thru a lot of things on my own. Struggling with independence and almost giving up on life. I know some people would never really care about me, that’s why I need to take care of myself. We should be our own hero and be proud of what we’ve become. I know I still have a lot to learn, places to go and people to meet but I can say that, what I have was okay. I’m still on a journey and I can say, so far, it is not that bad afterall.


Parang graduation speech lang. Hahaha.

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Eksena sa Bora.

Taken first week of March with my awesome friends. Laughtrip early in the morning at our hotel room.

April 18, 2011 - 1:30AM

Nakainom ako bago umuwi ng bahay kanina. Di ko namalayan nakatulog na pala ako. Siguro sa sobrang stress at pagod.

Around 1:10am, nagising ako, naalimpungatan. Then after a few minutes, tumunog ang phone ko. Tumawag ang ate ko. Nasa batallion sya ngayon, training nila. Pulis ang ate ko at nasa Mindanao sya. Siguro naiisip ako ng ate ko kaya bigla na lang ako nagising. Tinanong ko sya kung bakit sya tumawag, late na. Sabi nya, wala lang daw. Bakit di pa daw ako natutulog. Sabi ko naman nagising lang ako.

Ewan ko ba, pero bigla akong nakaramdam ng lungkot at the same time saya. Nakaramdam ako ng comfort nung marinig ko ang boses ng ate ko, pero nalulungkot din ako kasi pakiramdam ko may iniisip sya o kaya may problema at wala ako sa tabi nya para damayan sya.