When I said that I started joining the Santacruzan since the summer I learned how to walk, I wasn’t joking. I learned to walk 2-km straight even before I learned how to drink milk from a glass. I cannot remember a summer from my childhood that I didn’t join the Santacruzan (a.k.a. Flores de Mayo a.k.a. Tapusan a.k.a. Sagala). There were times when I even joined the thing a couple of times during that same summer.
As I grow older, I realize how I am really like mother. I didn’t see it when I was a child. She hates how I “inherited” her social skills which basically means we both like keeping to ourselves and we don’t really like socializing that much. But I like how this similarity makes her understand me the way other people don’t. I don’t tell everything to my mother but it somehow becomes our bond. She understands the words I couldn’t even tell her. I love her more for it.
To the most beautiful woman in the world who loves me unconditionally. To the fiercest person I know who never lets anyone walk on her and the people she loves, Happy Mother’s Day Mommy! I may not be the sweetest and kindest daughter in the world but I do love you with all my heart. I love you!
I got a little lazy last month and only read four books. It was a good reading month, I wish I read another book but I somehow feel like I’ve been reading too much. You know what I mean? But I swear I’ll get back to reading soon! I have bought seven books from various book sales last and I should get started on those. Also, I started my Harry Potter reread. I doubt I’d finish the seven books by July.
1. Looking for Alaska by John Green
So how do I even begin to describe this book? I have conflicting feelings about it. I love the characters, I love their intricacies. I love how smart they can be and I love how they can be so deep. So deep that I sometimes raise my eyebrows. I believe I do not understand many of the characters at all. I often think, was I like that in high school? I hope not.
You see Looking for Alaska is a really good book. The prose is awesome, a lot of pretty words derived from these supposed smart and “deep” characters. But though the plot is exciting enough, I don’t like it that much because I just don’t get Alaska at all. I don’t get why people fall in love with her. I don’t get how she could be a good character. I do not like her, but her flaws are the reason why we a have a story. Maybe I could have given this book five stars but my feelings for Alaska clouded my judgement. I cannot fully love a book when I hate the lead so much. Not just Alaska, too. I do not like Miles. He is okay at first then he got overly emotional and hormonal. But I love the secondary characters, Colonel and Takumi. They salvage the somewhat overly dramatic plot.
Will I read this book again? Maybe. Do I recommend you to read it? Yes. Because it has beautiful prose and so pretty words. And it’s though-provoking and it’s never a waste to read a book that will make you think. [Read more…]
My father arrived from Italy last night! I only found out on Thursday night that he’s already coming home. In fact, he was already on the plane when I found out. That’s how good my family is at communication. The good news is that my father’s probably not going back to Italy. We’ve been nagging him to not go back for a few years now. Finally!
Anyway, let me say first that my father loves to spoil me and my sister. He pretty much loves to give us all the material things in the world, even those that we do not need or want. In fact, it takes my mother, ate, and I to stop him from buying so many things. It’s kind of awkward how the only one in my family who likes branded stuff is my father. I could care less if my shirt’s from Divisoria but my father loves buying at those expensive stores.
This time, I only asked him to buy for me one thing: a portable 1TB external HD. I even told him that I’d pay for it but he told me that I didn’t have to. My parents said that it will serve as their birthday/Christmas gift. So I agreed. But it turned out that he bought me other things. Well, I could only be grateful, right? I’m blessed to have parents who love me unconditionally and would give me anything, even before I ask. I love you mommy and daddy! :
