Three years ago, today.
Umm, yes I am guilty of having used Tumblr as a substitute micro-blogging platform which I am supposedly fasting from during the month of May. But in leverage, I’d gladly give up Tumblr for a month, once I get Twitter back.
In saying that, if I had Twitter, right now I’d be tweeting:
“YAYAYAYAY, got offered a place at UTS doing a Postgrad Cert in Interactive Media for Spring semster.”
“YAYAYAYAY, got my annual leave approved for 5 weeks in December-January!”
“Studying in spring + annual leave in Dec = a definite YES for my trip to the Philippines (and Boracay!!!).”
“YAYAYAYAYAY!”
I conquered something monumental.
Yes, folks, today I changed my first ever poo-filled diaper!
Regardless of how correct or efficient I managed to get it done, my first customer seemed happy nevertheless.
Like Jeff Probst said, this would have to be the greatest season of Survivor yet and the one I found myself to be the most invested in.
The finale was amazing and despite pubic opinion at large, I am very pleased with the result of this season. I mean, it could have been better had the person that came second won, but altogether this was by far the greatest season Survivor - and like all my other favourite shows, I’m sad to leave it behind.
Finally, as this re-blogged image alludes to, Boston Rob will always be a hero in my books.
Live together, Die alone: Lost Survey -
apriki:(via robin-sparkles)
1. The first character I fell in love with: this would have to be, Juliet Burke. Even when she was with the others.
2. The character I never expected to love as much I do now: Daniel Faraday! I also only learned to appreciate Sayid during his final moments on the series.
3. The character everyone else loves that I don’t: Lapidus. I honestly don’t see the mass appeal there.
4. The character I love that everyone else hates: Keamy. I was also a big fan of Mr. Friendly in his hay-day!
5. The character I used to love but don’t any longer: Waaaaalt!
6. The character I would date anytime: Juliet!
7. The character I want to be like: Desmond - with his ability for his consciousness to time travel. I suppose it might eventually get annoying, but I’m in for the initial novelty.
8. The character I’d slap: KATE!
9. A pairing that I love: Sun & Jin (cliche, but I’ve always been a Kwon fan); also La Fleur and Juliet; and Penny and Desmond
10. A pairing that I hate: kate and Jack, kate and sawyer, kate and anyone else!
11. Favourite character: Hmmmmm, tough one! I’d have to say Daniel Faraday (aka Daniel Widmore in FST)
12. My ten favourite characters: Faraday, Juliet, Sun, Jin, Miles, Desmond, Charlie, Hurley, Richard and Rousseau.
13. My five least favourite characters: Kate, Phil, Anthony Cooper, Nikki & Paolo (counted as one useless pair) and Michael.
14. Which character I am most like: Although I’d like to say Faraday, I’d probably more of a Miles - a weird and witty random asian guy.
Pilipinas kong mahal,
The fact that I have chosen not my mother tongue, but the Australian lingua franca to address you on the eve of what seems to be another verdict in a never-ending line of trials to rescue your fate speaks uniquely of where we - your lost children, your own diaspora - now stand in relation to you.
That we weep for you, mourn for you and long for you in a language that we do not hold in common is testament to those bonds that frayed the moment we left your shores. Bonds that, despite our desperate attempts to re-fasten and re-attach, simply have to remain broken.
It is not that I cannot speak Tagalog fluently. It is that the pages of my life are not written in it. That I laugh and dream and persuade and argue and debate and romance and sing and gossip and reason and write not with the words of my countrymen, but in the speech of your betrayal, your undoing.
Simply put — in my veins run the blood of your heroes, and on my tongue runs the language of your captors.
Yet my heart despairs still to see you restored, and whispers, perhaps treacherously, that your people are my people too. That though I am not there, I can never really leave. And that the nation awaits patiently for the children who have promised their return.
I cannot be there tomorrow, and the basic rules of citizenship prevent me from casting a vote, but my most fervent prayer remains for you. My most dangerous hopes are for you. My most overwhelming dreams are tied to you.
Know that I love you with a love that believes in you, and leaves you. With a love that cannot be shaken and cannot be there. With a love that has been cultivated beyond your gallant fields.
And despite all this, know that I am also filled with the hope that you will rise. That there will be, from tomorrow, a new dawn that will slay false promises and bring about a new reality. That I will return to a people who can believe in their government, and above all in themselves.
Know that I am praying that tomorrow belongs to you.
Mabuhay ang Pilipino!
Mabuhay ang kalayaan!
Mabuhay ang Pilipinas!
I’m going to miss this.
This week’s episode of LOST has left me wallowing in a sadness that I have never dwelled in before.
The reality is finally beginning to hit. The reality being that this ingenious narrative, one that has stirred me, stimulated my intrigue and even made me cry over the past 6 years, is only three hours shy of its completion.
Call me over-dramatic, but I’m more than seriously finding it difficult to cope with the loss of characters I have grown to love and the closing of stories I have journeyed alongside of.
It becomes not just the end of a television series, but another signifier of the impending end to this season in my life.
I don’t think I’m ready to let go, just yet.