Songs I Grew Up To

There’s this blog that I follow over at tumblr, and she’s made a “playlist of songs that give me the “Hey Arnold” vibe.” I’ve been listening to her mix everyday, and I really do love it! So, in return for her amazing mix, I made a playlist of my favourite songs that I listened to when I was younger. There are a ton of 80s pop, only because my mother loved blasting it throughout the house hahaha! I’ll be updating the playlist every week, and I’ll be posting it at the end of every post I make. Just in case you forget where it is. ;)

Happy listening!

Here’s the awesome blogger I was telling you about. Oh! Are there any tracks that I missed out? Continue reading “Songs I Grew Up To”

Getting My Mother to Read more Books

So, the Fully Booked Katipunan branch (Katipunan is where I live) has this 20% off sale because of its anniversary thing! The picture above is actually the Katipunan branch :D Anyway, I accompanied my mother to the bank, then she accompanied me to Fully Booked. I knew that there was going to be a 20% off sale, but little did I know that I would be buying something and that there would be a 40% off table full of old and unknown books! Not only are some books 40% off, some are even marked down to $1.21!

The first four books are my mom’s, and I am Number Four is mine. Amazingly enough, the first two books are $1.21 each and the next two are $2.42 each! Originally, these would sum up to be around $30! I mean $4.84 for four books is a long way from $30, so you could imagine how happy my mom was when she found these.

I am Number Four was originally $6.74, and I just had to pay $5.39. It isn’t much of a discount, but for a well-known, brand-new and straight out of the box book, it’s definitely a bargain! If you’re wondering why I didn’t buy the second and third one, don’t hahahaha! It’s a 10 day sale, so I’ll get them at the last day. So we paid around $10 for five books (Two weeks ago, I found a hardcover copy of A Thousand Splendid Suns for $2.89 at a pre-owned bookstore.) Continue reading “Getting My Mother to Read more Books”

Adoption eines Kindes [adopting a child]

 

I had a dream this morning. This dream was very short and very sweet. Although, maybe the reason why it was so short was because I may have forgotten most of it. But whatever. So the dream starts with me shopping in a grocery store.

I was looking about the bread and cereal aisle, trying to decide which one would be much more nutritious and delicious. I stood there wearing pants and a long sleeve polo shirt, two things I would never wear hahaha! I finally pick the cereal box which says Cinnamon Toast. I walk back to my shopping cart and find a young boy jumping up and down inside the cart.

This boy looked very much like the one in the picture above, but much younger. I would say that he was around 3-years-old in my dream. So this bouncing bubbling baby boy starts shouting “Milch! Ich will Milch!” Which roughly translates from German to “Milk! I want milk!” Then he begins to blab incomprehensibly, which is cute.

Then I say, “Hey. Keep your voice down.” He ignores me. “SIT,” I made it a point that I sounded stern and not frightening. He stops, then climbs to the seat of the cart, sits down and stares at me. I, in turn, blow my bangs to relieve some of my stress (like how Go Eun Chan does in Coffee Prince), and he tries to copy me. I say try because all he ends up doing is splattering saliva on my shirt.

I wake up from the dream to realise that I adopted a kid.

 

The Books I Have Read and Am Going to Read

Books I have to read (I have tons of classics on my Kindle. I won’t list them down LOL):

[Physical] books I’ve read in the past 8 months:

It’s quite little if you ask me. Oh well, towel.

Der Klang: Kaffee bei Drei Uhr in der Morgen

I am french press
I am french press (Photo credit: nyoin)

The following is a journal entry for poetry class. We were tasked to write something about our favourite sounds. Hence, the title of the post The Sound: Coffee at 3 o’clock in the Morning. I’m taking up German, so please correct me if I’m wrong :D

There’s something about doing things extremely early in the morning; I don’t usually do things this early. Sleep is an essential part of me. I’m up at this hour because I needed to get things done, but my eyes are falling in on themselves. So, my best bet is to wake myself up with some cups of coffee. That right, cups of coffee, not a cup of coffee. Since 3AM is still pretty quite, what I hear is clear as crystal.

I pick up my step-ladder, trying my best not to make too much noise, but the metal legs still lightly scrape the marble tile floor, like a family of squirrels arguing which nut should go where. I climb up three steps and reach for the cupboard. I open it, and the wood and hinges disagree with each other. Any louder, then they would match my creaky wooden floor in my bedroom. I grab my French press and draw it toward me, I hit some of the china ware, but just slightly, and small muted bells ring in the air. Continue reading “Der Klang: Kaffee bei Drei Uhr in der Morgen”