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September 19th, 2010 (09:23 pm)

Hello everyone!

I know it's been ages since I've been on here, but I have a new blog up.

All insanity, thoughts, photos and one-liners can be found at: 

http://redwinesheets.tumblr.com

~doublesharp

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UpDate!

March 7th, 2010 (10:09 pm)

Is this thing on? Oh.

Hello my loves! How have you all been faring? It's the first post of March, and with Saint Paddy's day around the corner I reckon it's time for an update. I believe the last time I said something was when I saw the building that would eventually be the place that I call home.

Nic, my classmate and I are now the new residents of the Railway Campus right next to the Vector Arena (like the Araneta Coliseum in Aucks) down Beach Road in the city. It's just as beautiful as I thought it would be, from the hand-made tile work in the lobby and ceiling down to the common kitchen where you get to meet all these different people from around the world and learn how to make food from their countries. I can sort of toast a piece of roti without burning the edges, but Naseem says that with a little more practice I can get it right. XD

I believe I said I'd have photos?Collapse )

Stuff has been pretty good; Mum was here for a visit and we ran around Auckland for a while. Went on a great camping trip with some mates and got sunburnt because somebody left the sunblock at the campsite. But we had some great photos at sunset, heaps of sizzlers on toast for dinner, streaky bacon for brekkie..the works! Summer has been good this year, can't wait for the next one!

And I got a new job! I work now as the latest scooper at Auckland's most popular gelateria called Giapo. My bosses are this lovely Italian couple who have been together for fifteen years and married for the past two. I love working there because of all the people I get to meet, and I'm learning how to say hello and thank you in as many languages as I can. It's also a great opportunity to improvise and to interact with the customers on a more personal level.

The best perk I think (apart from the free ice cream and the litre tubs for half price) is working near Starks, a wine bar two doors down from Giapo. I'm friends with the manager Paul, who spoils me with samples from his latest selection of wine and asks my opinion on them. It's a great place to sit and talk but that's not why I like it there so much. My faerie prince works there as the bartender. His name is Jamie, a wonderful Scotsman who has backpacked across the world and been to the Philippines! He knows how to say "bahala na!" and he loves halo-halo. He's so sweet and handsome, and the reason I call him a faerie prince is because he has super pointy ears. Ears that Legolas would give his right arm for. And he's a prince among men, gentlemanly and all. Sigh. He greets me with a "Ah, hullo there! Hasnae it been too long since I saw you ah?" It's a joke we have, since we see each other nearly every day.

But I have learnt from before not to get involved with guys who aren't probably going to stick around. Jared and I broke up for that very reason, and that was just him going down to Dunedin. Imagine if Jamie had to leave for Scotland soon...man. So for now, I will just pop in to say hello and that's all.

How are you guys? 

~doublesharp

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Flat Update

February 10th, 2010 (08:42 pm)

Hello darlings. I am in a super mood today because in two days I move myself into my new flat. I'm looking forward to this a lot, especially going out for a celebratory drink with Sophie and her mates and my building mate/wine buddy Matt. I'm even looking forward to hoovering the whole place down the next day, shopping for cleaning supplies and all those other things that make you think, "This is my place now. I can come and go whenever I like." 

Big step forward!

Still have to buy bed sheets for Nic and maybe those wine red ones for myself.

Here's a photo of what it looks like from the outside:



It used to be the train station, and it has a beautiful entryway. The ceiling is stunning, a bas-relief piece of artwork. I'll take photos of the inside once it's set into place, but this is it for now. :)




I am missing my cat like crazy. If you see him, give him a hug for me and let him know that I love him.


~doublesharp

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Of Plates and Bowls

February 4th, 2010 (11:44 pm)

Before I get started. I saw this truly horrendous photo of Boy George and I fully understand now why it is an insult to be compared to him. Karma Chameleon is great and catchy, but I have never been thankful before for not being able to see the artist when they sing a song. The horrors.

Anyway.

I just got back from shopping at the Warehouse and Briscoes (both on sale because of the Waitangi Weekend) for some flat essentials (more on that later) because I move in next week. Yes people, after a week and a half of solid looking, ringing up cranky real estate agents and getting stood up twice by said agents, I managed to score the last three bedroom apartment at the Railway Campus. It used to be the old railway station but now it's a student apartment owned by Auckland University. It's a pretty sweet deal, big-ish bedrooms, a working bathroom and a few things that everybody needs (sink, microwave, jug and toaster - in that order) I'm moving my stuff in on Saturday and I move myself in next week. May hold a little flat warming thing; at this point it's a toss-up between a Disney movie marathon or a full-on game of Circle of Death on my pseudo-lounge floor. What do you guys think?

Back to shopping for the flat. This is the first time I have ever enjoyed looking at plates and bowls. Managed to score a cool set of 6 for $5 a plate; nothing fancy because I am looking for stuff that I can afford to break. The glass tumblers are blue striped and the side plates are too. Breakfast bowls are all different colours, but all in the spectrum of 'bright and cheery'. Cheap cutlery, and then we will save up for a good set of wine glasses. This is not going to be a new hobby of mine though. I think I just like the idea of matching stuff and having things that make it a little more homey. I won't be eating out with plastic ware next week, that's for sure. After baked beans on toast for breakfast, lunch and dinner, that is the true mark of a uni student.

I also got a duvet cover/pillowcase set, single pillowcase, a regular fibre pillow and the splurge, a down pillow. I humbly thank the ducks that were plucked to stuff my new pillow. I will savour it in all its hypoallergenic glory. Everything's in a lovely violet colour, but I am shooting for a nice wine red set of sheets. Hopefully before Valentines.

Speaking of, how are you spending yours? I'm spending it alone I guess, because by then Jared will have left for Dunedin. We're not going to stay together when he leaves, so I guess that's the end of that. He's a good guy, but I'm sure we'll both meet somebody fantastic this year.

~doublesharp

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Skin-Deep is not a Standard for Beauty

January 28th, 2010 (08:43 pm)

I have always stressed to myself that who you are inside is more important than what you look like. We are assailed daily by doctored photos of women who are in no way realistic. We are made to believe that those tiny, nipped-in waists, those sharp angled faces are supposedly the standard of beauty. If you look anything else like that, you are not considered beautiful. But what about a winning charm? A big laugh and a great sense of humour? Why doesn't anybody consider them standards for beauty? What's a pretty face then, if you don't have a great personality to bring it to life? 

I only bring this up because I stumbled upon an article on Yahoo!News today. This girl was going to undergo surgery to make her look like Jessica Alba, her boyfriend's favourite actress.

A Chinese woman is so keen to win back her ex-boyfriend she plans to undergo plastic surgery to transform herself into his favourite actress: Hollywood star Jessica Alba.

The woman, who works for a web firm, described to the newspaper how her Alba-obsessed 28-year-old ex-boyfriend hung photos of the actress on his walls and stored her image on his mobile phone.

The man demanded Xiaoqing (her name) do her make-up as Alba does, even when she slept, and gave her a blonde wig for Christmas, which he asked her to wear all the time.


I think it's disgusting. Why the hell would you do that to yourself, just to get a man to stay? He obviously doesn't love her for who she is, he just wants somebody he can dress up like Jessica Alba.

You'd think this rant would get better, but it doesn't.
 

She told the newspaper they broke up last month when she threw her wig and fake eyelashes to the ground after passers-by laughed at her.

But afterwards, she said she reconsidered.

"I love him very much.... That's why I always followed his opinions. I don't want to lose him," the newspaper quoted her as saying.


To that I say, I certainly hope she discovers soon enough that he is NEVER going to be happy with what she does because he will always want more out of her than she can give. He's going to leave her, just wait and see.

~doublesharp


Read full article here.

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Here We Go Again

January 20th, 2010 (08:42 pm)

24 hours ago (Cebu time), I was on a plane bound for Singapore. Halfway through that flight, I remember having to shift because the guy next to me wanted to go to the toilet and my seat was an aisle seat. The other half was spent sleeping, as I was slightly feverish and congested. Of all times to get sick, right before an international flight! I regain consciousness when the plane bounces on the tarmac, jolting me awake. And so the fun began.

The past 24 hours included setting off the metal detector at every checkpoint because of my pocket watch and the hardware on my jeans, eating a ginormous amount of food, watching cool movies on the entertainment centre and finally succumbing to the sweet oblivion that a third of a sleeping pill affords. I had a grand total of 4 hours sleep last night (this morning?), and when I woke up we were halfway over Brisbane and two hours away from Auckland. Stayed awake for the rest of it and played 3D Pool.

24 hours later, I am sitting again in the lounge of 76 Kelman Road with the cat shedding fur on the carpet, my blue Snuggie heaped in a bundle next to my unpacked bags and me tapping out another blog entry. This is where I was not very long ago, and I feel that this is where I'll be in a few weeks. Tomorrow i move out to Ate Karla's place in Manurewa while I go flat-hunting. I've got two lined up for the week, and with any hope I will find somewhere decent and move out then. I guess that's why they call it "settling down"; once you've finished shifting to different flats/regions/countries you finally decide one day to just sit yourself down and stay put. Can't say I'm anywhere near that point yet, but at the moment it's looking pretty good.

Missing everybody already. See you all in July!

~doublesharp

ps. Customs was so nice about letting me keep my dried mangoes. I did however, have to explain what turon was because I had it in my bag as food. Ultimately, they decided that "a cigar-shaped biscuit stuffed with powdered milk" was not a threat to their ecosystem and let me on through. Yusss!

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Green-Eyed Monster

January 4th, 2010 (07:14 pm)

Little rant here guys. You decide if this is actual jealousy or this is just the mingaw setting in. A friend of mine (let's call him Doug) has a Kazakhstani girlfriend (let's call her Lisa). She was in NZ as an international student sent by the government of Kazakhstan to study. She graduated a few weeks ago (congratulations!) but then she had to go back home. Doug decides to pack up and go off to Kazakhstan with her, because I guess that's what love makes you do.

Sigh.

I feel jealous because Doug loves Lisa enough to pack up his life and to travel half way across the world to Kazakhstan, where it is snowing and they don't speak English. He learned Russian for her  so that he could communicate with her family. It makes me sigh and wish that somebody loved me enough to want to follow me back to Cebu and learn a little bit of Bisaya (Hoy amaw!) so he would know when somebody was making fun of him. I know that I'm going back to Auckland in 15 days but I'm missing Jared and I wish he could be here. It would be unfair to ask him to come to Cebu because we only really just met but still. To have somebody who is that committed to you makes me wonder if I will ever mean that much to anybody.

Another side of me is too afraid to ask for the little things. Like asking to dance to "Notion" by the Kings of Leon, never mind if the lyrics don't match. Like wanting to hold hands without seeming too forward. Like wanting to put my head on his shoulder and just feel for a moment, that I am safe because someone else is watching me. This whole thing is so new to me, but I guess that's what being young is about: learning about new things and experiencing them for the first time. 

~doublesharp

ps. I will gladly pack up my life and follow ANY of you to wherever you want us to go. Just so you all know that.

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A Year Later...

January 1st, 2010 (11:49 am)

Happy New Year everybody! I hope you all had a good one, with nobody waking up in a pool of their own blood or vomit.

Spent New Year's with a fantastic turkey dinner, courtesy of Ninang and Tita Beth, and then played Farmville until 11.50, where the fireworks came out. It rained like whoa last night but it didn't stop me from thinking about where I was exactly a year ago.

I was coming out of a bad relationship and after having spent nearly three months like a hermit I had promised myself that for 2009, I would love myself before loving somebody else because really, how can you give something that you don't have? A year ago, my self-esteem was lower than low and I was so so sure that nobody would ever take notice. 

I can say that I have succeeded in keeping my New Year's resolution, because I have learned to be confident and to take pride in my own special qualities. People, I have observed, are naturally attracted to confidence. Once you can tell yourself (with complete conviction!) that you are worthy of being noticed and of other people's attention, the world is in the palm of your hand. I have been blessed to discover just how powerful this conviction is. I have had more power to go for what I want and to succeed. It works!

When Jared came along, I was definitely more confident and did not shy away or be insecure about myself around him. Obviously girls, if someone takes interest in you then there was something about you that they like. Take them on with a big smile and share with them some of that love you have for yourself. I'm not saying that having a boyfriend is the end result of having more self-confidence; rather, I am saying that more self-confidence will get you noticed.

So girls, put on a big smile and tell yourselves that you are beautiful. If you can believe in that, chances are that other people will too. :)

For 2010, I resolve to have more self-control. I will tell myself NO more often, simply because overindulgence is not good for you. I will tell myself NO if I want to have another chocolate mint treat because my waistline cannot afford it, tell myself NO, you don't have to go out tonight if you don't want to, and I will definitely tell myself NO, you don't have to succumb to peer pressure. I figure I compromise myself sometimes because i don't know how to say NO. This year, I resolve to work on that.

Have a lovely 2010 guys! Here's to another kickarse year with more life, love and laughter to keep you happy. :)

~doublesharp

ps. 18 more days before going back to Auckland! Who haven't I seen yet?
pps. 18 more days before seeing Jared again! Wee!

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What 2009 Has Taught Me

December 26th, 2009 (02:46 pm)

First of all, a happy Christmas/Boxing Day to everyday! I hope this blog finds you well and stuffed with Christmas cake and ham. Possibly pickling in some sort of alcohol as well. How did your Christmas go?

We had dinner at Shangri-la and played a little bit on the beach before we went home and opened pressies. Papa was happy with his antique typewriter and Mum liked her blue necklace. Arnold the cat was ecstatic at all the wrapping paper and ribbons and fireworks. There is nothing cuter than watching a cat at his first Christmas.

As per tradition, on the last weekend of every year I recount all the special lessons I've learned. 2009 was a major year for me, moving to and studying in another country, living away from home and doing my own stuff. There was a lot of freedom involved yes, but at the same time it came with a lot of responsibility. I guess that what growing up is about I think, learning about where you stand on certain things, how you react and cope with situations and dealing with various kinds of people. My favourite parts of the year were all the traveling I managed to get done. The first time I took a plane by myself was to Wellington, and that was a lot of fun. Except maybe landing and takeoff, but never mind. I ran around Cuba street by myself and even took the bus out to Seatoun without getting lost.

And so without further waffling, here is what I have learned from this year: 

1. Boys will come and go but friends will never leave you. Real friends, at least.

2. Always separate the darks from the whites because nobody likes a blue duvet that was supposed to be white. Underwear an exception. Who's going to care that your yellow panties are now slightly pink after sticking them in with a fuchsia dress? Nobody.

3. When drinking Mudshakes, stick only to Mudshakes. Milk-based drinks do not go well with anything else but are otherwise a surefire way to have you hugging the porcelain throne the next morning.  But Midori and Baileys make a yum shot.

*3.5 When out drinking with friends and Daniel tells you have a sip of his feijoa vodka, just say no. It is fouler than off Bleu cheese.

4. Don't take everything too seriously! Smile!

5. She who brings a grocery list to a road trip gets laughed at, unless you include chips and beer.

6. Low self-esteem brings you a lot of trouble. The quickest way to get back up is to look at yourself in the mirror and tell yourself that you are beautiful and that you could look a lot worse.

7. A friend will bring you to bed when you are too drunk to do it yourself. A real friend will not touch you when you have to share the same bed.

7.5 A friend will make fun of you for trying to outdrink him and failing miserably. A real friend will take you orange juice anyway after hearing you spewing the next morning.

8. Eso es lo que dijo is a fun phrase to remember.

9. A good way to know your mates is to know who they are when they're drunk. I've been lucky that I haven't met a violent drunk yet, just happy and talkative ones.

10. In relationships, keep to yourself the important bits and only let them know when you feel they are deserving enough.

11. Always go for cheap Tuesdays at the cinemas. You will never be short of people to watch movies with.

12. When planning road trips, always make sure you have a place to stay first before sorting out anything else unless you are ready to camp out in a field next to cows.

13. Red hair + blue dye = violet hair

Cheers everybody, I hope you all had a wonderful 2009! May 2010 be even better for you guys and may you always have good friends to spend time with. Thank you to all the wonderful people I have met this year, and a big hug  to those who are still my mates here. :)

Have a happy New Year!

~doublesharp

ps. What are you guys doing for New Year? Is there anyone willing to adopt two Riveras?

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Christmas List '09

December 17th, 2009 (04:22 pm)

At the moment I'm waiting for my farm on Farmville to load (have to harvest them eggplants) and wondering where the cat went. He was on my desk a moment ago but he seems to have disappeared. Oh well.

How have you been, LJ friends? I'm back home in Cebu, have been now for a week. Jet lag isn't too bad, at least I'm not awake at the crack of dawn and asleep at half past six in the evening. It could be better, but that's what the holidays are for.

It's that time of year, where things are dear and people who give them to you are dearer. What do I want for Christmas?

1. For Glee to return a few months earlier. Please.
2. A hard drive.
3. Telepathy, so I can talk to my (new!) boyfriend*without a computer. For an IT student, he is quite disconnected from the rest of the cyber world. He barely uses his Facebook, as he is on his Xbox most of the time. He only uses his laptop for programming stuff too. Oh well.
4. Gift check to the makeup department of Smith and Caughey's. Must get my hands on MAC's Paint Pots.
5. A happy Christmas with all my mates.

How is everybody?

~doublesharp


*You must be curious! Jared and I met a few weeks ago and we decided to make it "official" a few days before we left. We're not Facebook official though because he's leaving for Dunedin in February so we're not very serious. I'll put up photos as soon as I go back to Auckland because we don't actually have photos together. Haha.

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