The Tangential: Ten Kinds of Book People It’s... →
thetangential: The Book Clubber. This person can’t stop talking about The Kite Runner, The Devil in the White City, The Help, and Gone Girl. Airport bookstores meet all her needs. You suspect that books not containing discussion guides terrify her. The Fast Reader. He likes books that you can read… The last two on this list was something of a dream that I wanted to come true soooo...
The Lion Sleeps Tonight
The short of it is that he’s out of the hospital. The long of it is that he’s still weak from the effects of morphine sulphate, which, according to him, PARALYZED MY PAWS! I HAVE NO GODDAMNED PAWS! Arms and hands. He totally meant arms and hands. He’d rather jump in front of a train than not be a hundred percent but his mom and I always say (in separate occasions) “take...
Bitch you got a swipe?– Someone who was brave enough to call me bitch and ask for help at the same time. Not that I minded. They were the right kind of people to call me bitch.
Bored R train conductor was bored
We took the R train from Union Square to Times Square. As we approached 34th st, the conductor said: This is the R train. R as in red. Next stop is 34th street Herald Square. At least I think that’s what he said. A lot of heads turned and no one was entirely sure what the conductor said. When the doors shut and the train started to approach 42nd street, I promise you this was what he said: ...
Color My Home With Flowers
Art took me to the Macy’s Flower Show today. The theme was India and South Asia. It smelled like home. It almost felt like home. It was like ferns and palms and flowers came in from our gigantic backyard in Muntinlupa too see how I was. Or to meet my boyfriend. Living in the city must have numbed my senses of color. Or numbed my sensibilities to color. I used to wear layers and layers of...
It's been ages and all I write about is school. So...
I haven’t posted anything personal (or long) in ages. It’s stupid already. However, just because I’m not posting or writing doesn’t mean that nothing is happening. Plenty is happening and plenty more will happen. School stress is good stress. My weeks are book-ended with dance. Ballet on Mondays and Jazz and Theatrical Dance on Fridays. These are lighter days. They end...
After hearing Jon Reiner’s story, there is...
texasshaped: wayoutofbounds: Sufjan spins the Wheel Of Christmas for the first time and picks the first sing-a-long-song. Here in Seattle (I’m one of thr Santa hats visible on the left)! brb, loving this wheel the rest of my life
I can never not be me in the light of His name,...
Huh. All of a sudden, just like that, I forgot why I was upset the last few days. Last night, Mellie and I pigged out on a whole bag of Trader Joe’s potato chips, and right after I started my yoga work out routines no less. I needed comfort food and I was munching on potato chips with such attitude: OH MY GOD. I HATE THESE POTATO CHIPS. BUT THEY NEED TO BE IN ME RIGHT NOW. HOW DO YOU FEEL...
Money. It's so funny.
My mother, who grew up in a small town in the Philippines, was lucky enough to marry a US Navy serviceman, was able to lend or donate money to family and people in need, still manages to say the most astounding thing: “Money shouldn’t be a problem.” Hindi pinoproblema dapat ang pera I guess this is something that’s easy for the likes of her to say. But her attitude about...