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The (DFTB)Awesome Experience

Hullo all! 

I think that in my immersion with Tumblr, I forget to share that I have a main blog as well—where I actually share thoughts and words. 

Recently, I updated with a post telling my unexpected experience with DFTBA Records. You can go to that post by clicking the photo below or HERE. :)

I Miss Japan.

I don’t know if it would come as a surprise to most of you that am a Japanophile. One of my biggest dreams in life is to work, live and breathe in Japan. Since I was very young I would be self-studying Japanese so, chotto Nihonggo wo sukoshi hanashi to wakarimasu (I speak and understand a little Japanese).

I think I hit my Most Obsessed Stage back in 2007-2009 when my biggest dream at the time was to watch the 10th anniversary concerts of Arashi, my favorite singing group of all time. 

This is not about them though. 

While I admit to being very, very, very (sigh) fond (understatement) of Japanese language, culture (everything), I was especially in love with their music. While looking through AramaTheyDidn’t today, I saw a new performance of one of my recent favorite groups (perhaps the only Japanese girl group that I like), Scandal. 

This, for reasons I can’t explain made me dig through my favorites from my Most Obsessed Stage. Here are some of them which I can easily dig up the whole name, artist and drama/films they are from, from memory.

Disclaimer: Most All of these are ballad-ish songs. 

Ikimono Gakari. I’m not sure why, but I adore mixed groups in Japan. Perhaps it’s because it’s quite rare (well, not as rare as mixed groups are in Kpop). I like them as well as AAA (though, they are a more upbeat genre of Jpop). 

You will notice that I love emotional songs when it comes to Jpop, Kitto Eien Ni is only one of the many. It’s the thing I love about Jpop, there is so much more about love and life and less about flirting, cheating, breaking up which is more Kpop (and dance-y). I have nothing against Kpop (I will probably write about that too) but it’s this emotion and passion that makes me love Jpop.

Anyway, Crystal Kay is one of the many half-Japanese that I admire. This particular song is from Boku no Imouto ni Koi wo Suru. :)

Winding Road by Kobokuro x Ayaka is one of my favorite collaborations. Both Kobokuro and Ayaka separately are amazing artists in their own right and coming together like this makes me happy. This is also one of the very first Ayaka songs I loved and it really made me fall in love with her voice.

Another will-make-you-cry song. If you haven’t watched Akai Ito (both film and drama) you must

Kimi no Te by ELT (which stands for Every Little Thing) is the most played song in my iPod Mini (yep, even more played than any Arashi song). Funnily enough, I just found this song randomly on YouTube. ELT is a very old duo but they’re around until now and Kimi no Te is an old song (meaning, not from 2007-2009).

Otsuka Ai’s Planetarium (above) is probably one of the very first Jpop songs to make me cry just by listening to it. For those that think it a familiar song but just can’t seem to remember where it’s from, it’s the insert song from Season 1 of Hana Yori Dango. Yep. Buckets ‘o tears. 

I’m sure there are more that I couldn’t think of at the moment. I love way too many Jpop songs, but these are the top-of-mind, perhaps because these are the ones that have at least 100x repeat (no joke) in my iPod. 

One of the things I fail to understand is why Sony, AVEX, JE, etc. are taking down the PVs that have been put up on YouTube. Kpop agencies like JYP, YG, SM, etc are doing well with their channels, I can’t see why they can’t do the same. 

On that note, one last song I want to share was one I couldn’t find even the audio of on YouTube. I found it on Vimeo though. Harhar. This one is from Ryuusei no Kizuna sung by Mika Nakashima. If she seems familiar, it’s because she played NaNa in the film version.

http://vimeo.com/29565860

The main actress in this PV is Toda Erika who is perhaps best known as the protagonist in LIAR GAME. If she seems familiar somewhere else, it’s probably because, with Arashi alone, she’s already worked with Jun in Hana Yori Dango, Nino in Ryuusei no Kizuna and Ohno in Kagi. I love and envy this girl so much!

I’ll leave you with a happier song though, this is the insert song from Voice, GreeeeN’s Setsuna. You have to watch that drama too, omg.

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About Lizzie Again.

Something Happened to My Drafted Post.

Ugh. Hassle. For some reason, the draft that I had been working on last night disappeared just like that. POOF.

Oh. All well and good I suppose. I was pretty scatter-brained while writing it. It must be the Blogging Gods (Bloggods?) that wiped out the draft to save me from writing something not worth reading.

Without going into too much, excruciating detail yesterday was a pretty rough day. As I mention in my vlog (embedded below), I hardly slept which is a wonder as to why I still managed to stay up late last night. Neehoo, I needed a pick-me-up (or a wind-me-down?)so I could go to sleep comfortably. But as I so promised myself to keep up this Project 90, I headed to Tumblr after recording my vlog.

AND, it was upon opening Tumblr with some photos in mind to post, I saw this on my dashboard.

I. Whu—WHAT IS THIS.

And all the things that had originally been in my mind to blog about was gone. POOF.

Surely, anyone who is anyone (including me) understands that 1.) I am only one among hundreds and thousands of fans of The Lizzie Bennet Diaries and 2.) They (the cast) probably like and favorite and, maybe, even reblog content from fans via their own Tumblr accounts. But, you know, what the hell—I’m a fan and fangirl I shall over this!

It is precisely because of Number 1 that fangirls (noun), well, fangirl (verb)! Because out of all the possible content they see about them, they chose to like mine. I mean, yeah, they might like, favorite and reblog fans works frequently, but I doubt they do it with every single fan content they see. Otherwise, how are they living (airquotes) normal (/airquotes) lives?

I also, somewhere during the rendering of my video blog about LBD (which I will be posting here as a twofer blog/vlog entry), one of the LBD writers Rachel Kiley (who also liked my LBD blog post) tweeted the link to the new episode. Man, was I wild last night.

So to recap, I was pretty wild last night—in a non-alcoholic, purely only-fangirls-will-understand kind of way. 


Dream Diary

I’m typing this really quickly before I lose the details. 

I dreamt last night of something quite bizzarre. Some friends and I were dressed up for a party but they decided to change before we go to another venue so were were in this second-level storage dress store. I was looking for a dress that I had seen previously, but the size I wanted wasn’t there so I had to ask the sales lady to get it for me. 

However, my friends (two of them—and I can’t remember their faces now) were hassling me to hurry up and I just couldn’t find another dress. I was looking for a specific print because all of them looked the same to me (like an old-ish nautical design. I’ll look for it and put it in when I find it). 

When the size never came, I got frustrated and said “Bakit pa kasi kelangan magpalit ng damit? Pinaghirapan ko itong isang outfit ko!” (“Why do we have to change clothes anyway? I worked so hard to find this outfit I have right now”) So I said I wouldn’t go with them anymore and changed back into what was my old high school uniform. I was so angry that marching off and away from the Store, I saw Officemate 1 being dragged away from the party by her dad. She looked at me, trying to ask for help but I knew that in that dream I was cross with her so I just buttoned by school blouse and stomped home. 

Then I woke up (in my dream) because I heard noises and jeers outside my room (which in reality is my brother’s room). I stepped out of the room, pambahay (house clothes) and all to see that there were some ACP/Air Force people in the stairway, cheering on a guy that was doing a gazillion push-ups on it. I knew these people, they were my classmates in high school at some point. And my dream mind knew that these were the people that ended up liking ACP so much (ACP was a Air Force practice we had in school every Thursday afternoon for the entire year) that they decided to do it full time. This guy that they were cheering on, my dream heart stopped a moment because I haven’t seen this guy in years—it was the guy I liked toward the latter half of high school and well into college (we went to the same university after). In my dream’s mind, I was saying, “Oh my God. I haven’t seen him in forever. What is he doing in my house?” But somehow I knew that I was the one that invited them there in the first place. 

After he did his push-ups, they all cheered for him. I was watching them while fixing up the charger for my MacBook Pro. Then he came towards me and sat on the bench that I was on (why a bench was in my house, I would never know). 

He sat next to me.

"Hey," I said, winding the cord of my charger, "That was awesome."

"Thanks," he said.

"How are you?" I said, "I haven’t seen you in a long, long while." I gave him a genuine smile, because I HAD not seen him in a long time.

"I haven’t seen myself in a long time," he replied. 

That made my mind stopped. What did THAT mean?  And I couldn’t remember what exactly I said after that, but I do remember what he said in reply. 

"Whaaat? That’s way too deep," he said, looking at me as if I had just disgusted him. 

"You’re the one that said that ‘I haven’t seen myself in a long time’." I said, aghast at his tone.

I stared at him for a moment longer, taking in what just happened and at the whole of him, how long I hadn’t seen him and his face, not hearing his voice. And then rolled my eyes, grabbed my changer and walked off. My mind’s eye was thinking, “What the hell was that? That was fudging ridiculous.”

My other officemates were in the house as well, although in the further part of it. It was night time already so I walked toward the field area where they were. The more I walked to them, I think the more the background behind me changed because it turned into a stage with a lot of people on it. 

I walked toward my officemate who seemed to be practicing something, but in a very chill way. I knew in my head that they were practicing for a dance contest, and I just remembered that I was part of it. 

Officemate 2 came up to me and said that Officemate 1 wasn’t going to make the show. I told Officemate 2 that I had seen Officemate 1 being dragged of by her dad. I also told him that we’ll be fine. 

Then the music started on the stage, a group was going to perform. I knew a bunch of the people, also high school people I knew from CSA. As they were dancing, we didn’t pay them any mind, but I was going through their names one by one under my breath, trying to remember where in CSA I had known them from and how they were good or not good in dancing. 

"Oh," I told Officemate 2, "Do you want to see the guy I used to like in high school?" 

He smiled—or rather grinned, "Sige nga." (Rough translation is “Alright, let’s have a look.”)

I pointed to him that “rather, buff guy that was doing the push-ups on the stairs earlier” and then Officemate 2 laughed. 

"And you told me you didn’t like buff guys." Something about the way he said it made it sound like I’ve talked to him about something before, that I forgot until now. His face as also awkward-ish. As if this particular conversation was hard for him to have. 

"I don’t!" I said in defense. I laughed and was shaking my head, "I swear to God he looked nothing like that in high school. He was thin—well, no he was chubby-ish but he was never that buff."

The number on the stage ended. And it got a wild applause. It was our turn and suddenly my officemates got serious. 

"Did you see that?" Officemate 3 said. "They were crazy good. We’ve never even so much as practiced."

Okay lang yan! (That’s alright!)” said Officemate 4, “Bahala na. (Only other translation I can think of—“Que sera sera.”)

Suddenly we were in colorful, fuzzy onesies. And I was nervous that I didn’t know anything in the routine. I remember my name being called, an alum of CSA and my cheer was minimal. Then the music started and I knew the song, surprisingly; as if my body knew exactly what to do at that certain moment. It was a broadway song and I was actually enjoying myself. Our stage had synthetic grass on it. I was reminded of the Tellytubbies. At some point I rolled off and slid off-stage. Another officemate (whom I can’t recall) rolled off too.

"We’re pretty good actually," she said.

I nodded, “Surprisingly, yes!” We both laughed.

And my dog barked me awake. 

Hello, July!

Last July 1st, my dad celebrated his 51st birthday! And upon the suggestion of my aunt, we went out of town for the day and spent the day at Tagaytay! 

It was our first time to go to Taal Vista Hotel. We used to go to the area to ride on horseback (an area that is still there!) and this time I was surprised at how pretty the hotel is!

Roots showing. >:E

I believe the architectural influence here is Dutch-ish? :)

Our table! <3

The grounds of Taal Vista are so pretty! If it hadn’t been so hot at noontime, my brother and I could have stayed out there and taken photos all day!

Just look at that view!

Nerdfighters out there, this is the location John Green pointed out for the Evil Baby Orphanage!

Happy Birthday, Daddy! :)

When it was time to eat, there was a cultural dance show going on. I was so distracted (I love dance) that I took a gajilion photos!

This is a mating ritual where the woman has to put iron pots on her head and dance with them on. 

She put them on and stood up so fast—whoa! My aunt said she held some of the pots and they were legit heavy!

This was the highlight for me—Sayaw sa Banko! I’ve seen the version of this with some benches lined up on the floor, but this was the first I saw in pyramid form! Awesome!

And now, the tinikling!

As I was setting up to take photos for the tinikling, this cutie went in front of me, turned around and covered his ears! So CUTE!

Aww, poor thing! :))

And to end this gigantic photo spam, here is an awesome photo my brother took of me behind some glass!

So the scarf I wore today (in my attempt to be fashionable) made me wonder how a turban would look like on my head. As a result, I spent roughly thirty minutes trying to figure out the logistics to make it a turban.

I’ve seen turbans on fashion bloggers and other sites recently. I’ll have to think of an occasion and outfit to match this with. :)

Tumblr Update

So I finally updated this Tumblr of mine! I am now happier with the layout and the appearance of it. I’m so minimalist when it comes to web layouts, really.

It’s now 2:23am and I’m off to bed! Happy Sunday! :)

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