The Bedroom Project, Part 1

Also known as: Hunting for the perfect bedroom design, part 1

Late 2010, the renovations for our house finally started. We weren’t really supposed to have our house renovated if it wasn’t for Typhoon Ketsana/Ondoy which hit us pretty bad in 2009, with waist-deep floods inside our one-storey house. Needless to say, we were all pretty nervous about the next typhoon season because we still haven’t found good contractors to fix our house. Thankfully, we finally found one just before my brother got married, and so we need to contact stainless steel strapping suppliers so that construction for the second floor starts by November.

Earlier this afternoon, we went up to the house to check out the rooms. It’s far from finished, but it’s really taking shape, and a part of me still can’t believe that I will soon be sleeping up in the second floor of a house. I mean, sure, I’ve lived in the apartment we’re renting for a while now, but all my life I’ve lived in a simple (although bursting to the seams with stuff) bungalow, and now we actually have a house that echoes. How much did God exceed our needs this time?

Anyway, the house should be finished by next month, or at least, before I turn 25 (!!!), and I figure I should start choosing my bedroom design. I should have done this waaay back, but well, as always, I procrastinated. But now that I have seen my soon-to-be room, it’s time to start looking for possible designs!

So I present to you The Bedroom Project! I am no interior designer, but I love looking at different bedroom designs, and this is my chance to decorate my room the way I want to, so a-decorating I will go. :) For the first post in the project, I’ve grabbed pictures online for some possible inspirations for my future bedroom. What better way to start than look at how other people did theirs, right?

Note: All photos from F*ck Yeah! Bedroom Decor!

Look how pretty this one is. Talk about a bed and a reading corner all in one. I love how cozy this looks, and even my mom thinks it’s a nice space-saver, too. The first question that comes to mind, though is: would those shelves be enough for my books? :P

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Date a Girl Who Reads

Also known as: Some highlights on an article I read about dating a girl who reads

Allow me to boost my ego for a moment.

I came across a particularly nice quote from her blog about girls who read. I thought it was from a  book, so I just noted the entry for future reference. Then, I saw it posted on another blog, and I realized that it was actually from a blog, not a book! Oh yay!

Granted, the article, You Should Date an Illiterate Girl by Charles Warnke is not the fairest of reads. While most of my friends are readers (not as big as I am, but still), I also have some really good girl friends who aren’t really inclined to books. There are those kinds of people, but I don’t think they are illiterate, so I don’t agree with the article 100%. However, as a reader, I thought it was…well, lovely. Yes, I am biased, but it’s just something that raised my spirits — and if you know me in real life, or you’ve been following my blogs for a while, you’d know why.

I especially loved this part:

Date a girl who doesn’t read because the girl who reads knows the importance of plot. She can trace out the demarcations of a prologue and the sharp ridges of a climax. She feels them in her skin. The girl who reads will be patient with an intermission and expedite a denouement. But of all things, the girl who reads knows most the ineluctable significance of an end. She is comfortable with them. She has bid farewell to a thousand heroes with only a twinge of sadness.

And this (edited, and emphasis mine):

Don’t date a girl who reads because girls who read are the storytellers… The girl who reads has spun out the account of her life and it is bursting with meaning. She insists that her narratives are rich, her supporting cast colorful, and her typeface bold.

And finally:

You, the girl who reads, make me want to be everything that I am not. But I am weak and I will fail you, because you have dreamed, properly, of someone who is better than I am. You will not accept the life that I told of at the beginning of this piece. You will accept nothing less than passion, and perfection, and a life worthy of being storied.

♥

So. READ IT. And if you are also a girl who reads — cheers. :)

Spontaneous

Also known as: Where I try to make sense of the things that made me grumpy today

I thought I’d repost a part of something I posted a couple of years ago on being spontaneous, in the light of the things that happened today:

I’ve never been a spontaneous person. I’d like to be spontaneous, to do things at the spur of the moment without thinking of how to do it or what the consequences would be, but it’s just not in my personality. I admire spontaneous people, and when I join in their spontaneity, I like it. But, as boring as this may sound, I like order. I like it when things go as planned, or at least somewhat close to it, even with little surprises along the way. I’m obsessive compulsive in that way — I like making to-do lists, I like having a scheduled time to do things, I like having even a general game plan. In short (and I have mentioned this before), I’m a control freak.

I know it sounds like I’m too stiff and boring, and probably most of you would say, “Chill, Tina!” It’s not that I totally get pissed off when there are changes in plans or things don’t go my way. Yes, I don’t like it, but I do know how to adjust. But I do have a limit, as with everyone. Don’t you just hate it when that happens?

It’s times like these that I wonder if I’m really high maintenance even if I claim I’m not. There were too many plans that changed or attempted to be changed today that I normally wouldn’t mind and will find a way to work things out. I mean, I think I’ve grown up from the last time I posted that entry, anyway. I can roll with things now. However, some things just kind of rubbed me the wrong way…and well, mood went south. Rants included.

I feel like such a mean friend when that happens. Like I’m such a spoiled brat. It’s just that sometimes things happen all at the same time and you feel like everyone’s out to get you. Like they’re doing it on purpose just to annoy you. You know?

Ah, how conceited this Tina could be. The world does not revolve around you. Get over yourself.

I know I told myself that I wouldn’t use this blog to rant, but I remember that I also promised myself that I will be brutally honest — well, as brutally honest as I can online. And so here’s a step towards that. It’s moments like this that I remember that I am human and I am vulnerable to these emotions but that doesn’t make me less of a person, right?

I promise to return with a slightly more positive, less ranty post. For tonight. please just excuse me.