Brightside Entry | Mean What You Say

While I love reading and writing and all that literature jazz, I find that words can only express so much. I agree with Mark Twain--fact is stranger than fiction. I know a lot of people who say they miss you and say they'd like to see you but never go see you; there are also people who complain about their lives but go around doing the same things, expecting different results. I remember being 16 and wondering why my then-boyfriend who said he loved me kept yelling at me whenever he didn't like the way I was dressed and since then, I've realized that in relationships, people never really settle for anything. People do what they want and if they end up liking what they've done, they say they fought for it--otherwise, they'll say they didn't have a choice and had to settle for what they'd been dealt. 

The things people say are so rarely what they mean--"let's be friends" really translates to "let's not hate each other" and "I want to see what's out there" just means "I'm not having fun anymore"--and oftentimes the want to avoid conflict only makes things worse. So much is said in an effort not to ruffle any feathers.

Brightside Entry | Today in Snapshots

Today was a great day. :) Spent the day chilling out with Keav at Greenhills. We had lunch and then went to the salon to get Keav's haircut (sigh--admittedly I will miss his long, curly hair). I decided to get a manipedi while I was at it, so yeah. We also had the best dinner of special hopia + coffee. Hahaha perfetto!

Here are some of the snapshots. <33

 Keav's haircut process was hilarious. :)) Hahaha Here's how he went from le curlytops to le clean-shaved geekygeek. :D 

Before and after--he is not posing, by the way. That is Keav getting upset over the fact that it took them ages to shampoo his hair. xD

Just a camwhoring blooper that I found pretty awesome. And my nails, post-manicure; I'm an au naturale girl most of the time so I picked out this pretty beige color. ;)

Anyway, that's it for today, my loves. Hope everyone has a good week this week! And happy Mother's day to all the moms out there!

Brightside Entry | Sunday Morning

That Maroon 5 song used to be favorite from Songs About Jane--not that it isn't anymore but I suppose I just don't think about Maroon 5 that much nowadays. Gone is the angsty, angry Adam Levine from when I was fifteen--not that I don't appreciate their current dancier hits but nothing resonates like sadness. Hahaha Anyway, I'm getting side tracked: this Sunday morning is being spent lying in bed, looking at the sun filter in through old rose curtains. There is something beautiful about not having to get up and do anything just yet.

It's only lately that I've started liking Sundays. Sundays used to mean going to mass and in my family, that means everyone getting into an argument that I have to mediate and/or becoming everyone's emotional punching bag. But lately--ever since I've decided to stop lying to myself and meditate/reflect instead of going to mass--Sundays have become very spiritual for me. Sunday is when I recharge and think about everything that I have to do within the week. It's calming--kind of like a warm up before a run, I suppose. It keeps me together. 

I like making a mini-calendar for myself in this small notebook that I carry around (P24/three pieces at National Bookstore). Lists are soothing. Here are some current enteries from said notebook: 

Monday: meet Jek, meet Keav, meet Price Tag, dinner/Gong Cha with Ina

Tuesday: DIYs

Wednesday: More photos/DIYs/fix giveaway shiz

Thursday: End of DIY

Friday: Announce!

I'm not a very organized person (you should see my room) but I like knowing what I have to conquer within the week. :)) Also, speaking of brightside things/good news, Price Tag & I have decided to do another giveaway next week! The accessories they've provided are beautiful! Also, if you join our current giveaway we'll give you a head start for next week's give away. :D 

Anywho, I'm looking forward to having a relaxing Sunday in.

I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew--that someday it would lead me back to you. You may not know that maybe all I need, in darkness she is all I see. Come and rest your bones with me. Sunday morning rain is falling and I never wanna leave.