Friday, July 13, 2012
I Can't Even!
I mean seriously, who wouldn't even fall in love with this guy? He's cute. He's sweet. He's talented. And he can sing to you!
Blake Jenner is a star in the making.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Blellie At It's Best
I just want to say I just became a gi-normous fan of forehead kisses! So dear future boyfriend, you need to be taller than me. Sincerely, Me.
I ♥ Blellie
Blellie is the name (if you can call it one) to the team up of Blake and Nellie who are both contestants in the second season of The Glee Project. And I ship them so much!
“You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.”
--William Shakespeare
Melanie and Marko I Got You Routine
This is one of my favorite routines on So You Think You Can Dance so far. I mean, the routine is very clean. The connection--undeniable. The chemistry--perfect. And it's choreographed by none other than Napoleon and Tabitha or simply called NappyTabs in the dance world. What more can you ask for in a dance number? And the kiss! Oh my gosh! I felt like a thousand butterflies suddenly decided to fly together.
Melanie and Marko are just perfect for each other. Sad to say Melanie has a boyfriend so dear Marko has to wait for his chance. :(
Melanie and Marko are just perfect for each other. Sad to say Melanie has a boyfriend so dear Marko has to wait for his chance. :(
Rebel Heart
Rebel Heart is the title of the story I read weeks ago. I read it online on this site. I thought it was just another run-off-the-mill love story where the male and female protagonists get all cuddly and mushy with each other--I was wrong.
The story took place in a nuclear-ravaged United States in 2135 AD, where the line between allies and enemies have blurred. Lana, the female protagonist, works for the government. Before chaos erupted, her boss called her, using a secure line, instructing her to prepare her things because she will be going away for an indefinite time and somebody will contact her. The name of that somebody is Brady--who, by the way used Guardian as his codename while giving Lana the codename Angel. The two of them continue communicating with each other through the use of a radio. My previous post is just one of the many "radio conversations" they had before they actually met each other.
Rebel Heart is actually quite a unique and captivating story which I highly recommend to readers who want to have the elements of romance and action in one story.
P.S. Sorry if I don't refer to it as a book because it's not really a book according to my vocabulary. :D
The story took place in a nuclear-ravaged United States in 2135 AD, where the line between allies and enemies have blurred. Lana, the female protagonist, works for the government. Before chaos erupted, her boss called her, using a secure line, instructing her to prepare her things because she will be going away for an indefinite time and somebody will contact her. The name of that somebody is Brady--who, by the way used Guardian as his codename while giving Lana the codename Angel. The two of them continue communicating with each other through the use of a radio. My previous post is just one of the many "radio conversations" they had before they actually met each other.
Rebel Heart is actually quite a unique and captivating story which I highly recommend to readers who want to have the elements of romance and action in one story.
P.S. Sorry if I don't refer to it as a book because it's not really a book according to my vocabulary. :D
Monday, June 25, 2012
Weird Conversation
"You carry yourself like you were. Look, I'm being summoned to hunt some bad men. God willing, I die in battle sometime soon. If not, I'll make you a promise. Keep my men with food and water, and I'll marry you if our paths ever cross," he said. "I don't starve, and you don't die alone. Sound like a good plan?"
"I don't think either of us will live that long, but I'll agree to your terms," she replied with a laugh. "Be safe, and don't be in the facility when the alarm rearms."
I'm currently reading this story online. The story revolves around a nuke ravaged world. Both protagonists don't know how long they'll be able to survive, hence the "I'll marry you if our paths ever cross" promise. This kind of conversation makes me curious as to what happens as the story transpires so I'm excited to get back to reading it. I'll tell you about it when I'm done. :)
"I don't think either of us will live that long, but I'll agree to your terms," she replied with a laugh. "Be safe, and don't be in the facility when the alarm rearms."
I'm currently reading this story online. The story revolves around a nuke ravaged world. Both protagonists don't know how long they'll be able to survive, hence the "I'll marry you if our paths ever cross" promise. This kind of conversation makes me curious as to what happens as the story transpires so I'm excited to get back to reading it. I'll tell you about it when I'm done. :)
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
The Perfection I Can't Find
At the stroke of midnight last Sunday, I had the sudden urge to reach out to my best friend because I felt I was undergoing a personal crisis. We're texting back and forth and I realized, I haven't told her my "realizations". And that's why I know she didn't "get" what I was trying to tell her at the time--the operative word being TRYING.(Not to mention, she must've thought I went bonkers already.) So anyways, I hope to enlighten her about what's troubling me--expressing my thoughts is only a side benefit.
I came to the conclusion that the reason why I'm still single up to this day is because I'm looking for perfection. Perfection in the sense that the guy should be at least 5 feet, 11 inches. Or that he should love music, knows how to play the guitar, be athletic, and speak excellent English. These are the things that I instantly look for in a guy and if he doesn't have them, he gets the boot.
I realized one time almost 2 years ago while I was out on a dare with a friend. Okay, let me tell you something about my friend and that dare. I was dared by a friend to give him a tour of the city and since he was born and raised in that city--while I was not--we mutually decided that he should be the one to tour me. At that time, we both have jobs during the day which left us the option of "touring" at night. We had a very late dinner together, and after which he took me to this town barely 5 minutes from the city. We got there past 11PM. The town was located on a hill so it was actually pretty chilly when we got there. Good thing we each brought jackets!
When we got there, he immediately launched his speech of how he accepted things and simply moved on when he broke his heart to someone we both know. Then he talked of why "it happened" and firmly believed that everything happens for a reason. He was so open and honest about his feelings that I felt the need to open up too. So I told him about this guy who I really liked and how every guy who tried to woo me just became dull after him. My friend went kinda psychiatrist on me and vaguely hinted that maybe, just maybe, it was me all along. That there was nothing wrong with those guys but it was me who was comparing them to that "guy" all along. And when I found that they didn't quite measure up, I slowly show them the door.
I was shocked! For a moment I could't speak. I knew he was right. And when I finally acknowledge my mistake he gently advised me to stop comparing every guy I see with that "guy" I was talking about earlier. Easier said than done. It's been almost 2 years and I still have the same problem, the same hang up. This is what I've been trying to tell people all along. I have a problem and it's serious. But I have to work it out in my own time. It may be slow but I'm determined to get there. Someday...
I came to the conclusion that the reason why I'm still single up to this day is because I'm looking for perfection. Perfection in the sense that the guy should be at least 5 feet, 11 inches. Or that he should love music, knows how to play the guitar, be athletic, and speak excellent English. These are the things that I instantly look for in a guy and if he doesn't have them, he gets the boot.
I realized one time almost 2 years ago while I was out on a dare with a friend. Okay, let me tell you something about my friend and that dare. I was dared by a friend to give him a tour of the city and since he was born and raised in that city--while I was not--we mutually decided that he should be the one to tour me. At that time, we both have jobs during the day which left us the option of "touring" at night. We had a very late dinner together, and after which he took me to this town barely 5 minutes from the city. We got there past 11PM. The town was located on a hill so it was actually pretty chilly when we got there. Good thing we each brought jackets!
When we got there, he immediately launched his speech of how he accepted things and simply moved on when he broke his heart to someone we both know. Then he talked of why "it happened" and firmly believed that everything happens for a reason. He was so open and honest about his feelings that I felt the need to open up too. So I told him about this guy who I really liked and how every guy who tried to woo me just became dull after him. My friend went kinda psychiatrist on me and vaguely hinted that maybe, just maybe, it was me all along. That there was nothing wrong with those guys but it was me who was comparing them to that "guy" all along. And when I found that they didn't quite measure up, I slowly show them the door.
I was shocked! For a moment I could't speak. I knew he was right. And when I finally acknowledge my mistake he gently advised me to stop comparing every guy I see with that "guy" I was talking about earlier. Easier said than done. It's been almost 2 years and I still have the same problem, the same hang up. This is what I've been trying to tell people all along. I have a problem and it's serious. But I have to work it out in my own time. It may be slow but I'm determined to get there. Someday...
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