it's amazing how eventful the weekend is for me considering that i could go for weeks without being productive. anyway, i'm finally done with Kafka On The Shore. it's inanely impressive. i love it. i can't wait to read Norwegian Wood, i chose it purposely because of the title. i'm crazy for that beatles song. i hated it the first few times i heard it but it is now one of my videoke favorites. haha. Holidays on Ice by David Sedaris has been collecting cobwebs in my book shelf. i've read Memoirs of a Geisha, Gossip Girl series, 2 Cecelia Ahern books, Letters from Home before finally deciding to read it. i didn't just wake up one morning and decided i want to finally brush the cobwebs off, i read a David Sedaris interview in Jessica Zafra's column. and well, if he is as witty and funny as he is as a writer, well, i'll surely love it. and what do you know huh, he is. i found the first story really funny, and can't wait to read the next one.
i had a meeting with my photographer and discussed with him my ideas for the pre-pictorial. my dad and i wanted field, not football field, we want cosmos, grass up to my knees. it's pretty hard to find the location though, and the photographer insisted we try UPLB, and i was shaking my head fiercely, nuh-uh, no way. we discussed the concept of a carousel, EK is a good location but we'll be having problems with the permit, eh hassle. the decision, is a surprise. yey for the three people who read this blog. oh joy. hahaha
celine had a sale. which means my next pair would only be half the price. my mom was ecstatic, we actually were only meant to buy shoes for my party and bum's debut but it's sale. celine. sale. amazing. so we both had two pairs. and then two more for me, one white for my party, one black for bum's party. i never bought that much shoes in one day. it's quite exciting. haha
then we went to citadella for my food tasting. we settled for a gold and burgundy motif. actually, i really have no motif. i have a theme, but no motif but i have to choose two for the flower and table decorations.
my dad is crazy for french doors. which is why we have fake-french windows in the kitchen and second sala with mirrors in them in addition to our real french windows and door. last week he decided he wanted french door/window/divider to seperate the kitchen from the dining area. and it's finally done. yey.
anyway, let's divert from updates of my not so fun life to other not so fun stuff. we were listening to bread and my favorite bread song played, 'hindi pala bread original nyan, all the while akala ko sila' i told my mom. 'sila nga' she said. 'hindi. si david gates' true. si david gates naman talaga eh. 'tanga' she laughed 'asa bread si david gates' okaaay. sorry. hahaha
anyway, we went to a wedding last saturday and when we were driving home we were talking about the wonders of the world. pa said that taj mahal is one of them. i didn't know. oo, sabi nya, kasama yun. i don't find anything extraordinary about it though. huh, sabi nya ulit, ano kaba, very inricate ang pagkagawa nun, chever chever.. okay. but apparently Shah Jahan spent a lot of the country's money on taj mahal. i don't care dammit. isn't amazing how much he loved his wife. i read about it when i was younger, he met his wife on a bazaar(??) and they had a dozen children, ata, or more. amazing noh?
when my dad went to india, he was in bombei and i don't know where taj mahal is but papa said its far from where he is. anyway, he probably went to a dozen asian countries and he loved it all except for india. he said on his way to McDonalds, the only food he can eat, he could smell feces from the slums right infront of it. they call it fetted-smell, i think it has to do with feces that has been heated by the sun. disgusting. then he said you can see a lot of luxury cars driving by. extremes ba, the rich are implausibly wealthy while the poor, well, very poor.
anyway, because we talked about shah jahan and his wife (whose name i don't know)we soon talked about prince ranier and grace kelly. the connection? great loves. dammit. a prince. one who particularly looks like clark gable from gone with the wind. hah! amazing!!! and grace kelly was born to be a princess. she looks like one. acts like one. perfect couple. ofcourse perfect marriages don't always end up with perfect children. ma said they had the wildest prince and princesses.
prince edward(kung edward nga ata. haha)gave up his crown for his wife, whose name, again, i don't know. giving up a kingdom! giving up royalty!! for a woman? wow. that's crazy. kinda like a fairy tale to me. hence queen elizabeth, prince edward's niece, daughter of his brother. cool lang eh.
feeling ko lng sa haba nitong entry-ng to, wala ng sense eh. hahaha! sorry na. tama na nga. pero wait, i forgot, we also talked about yoko ono and john lennon \m/
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