Why I Love My Bookish Friends

  • I learn a lot  by listening to them talk about their favorite writers. It’s like you’ve already read that particular writer’s book even though you haven’t just because that friend is so great at describing that person.
  • They know how to listen. I can be annoying at times because of my addiction of books and they’ll just listen to me babbling about a certain book and instead of stopping me, they will just smile. Because they know how it feels like being addicted to something. Like books.
  • I never run out of words when talking to them. Even just talking a single book can consume the whole time being with that person.
  • I can shout to the hallway about a literary character that I love and that friend will shout back. And we won’t give a shit about what others think. I can see the way they stare but we’ll just smile to each other instead.
  • We tell each other which bookstores are on sale on a particular month or date.
  • They’re always willing to discuss.
  • They’re always there to argue about their favorite characters, which is nice because that leads to more discussion.
  • There’s not a book signing event they wouldn’t attend without you.
  • They wouldn’t mind hearing your girly squeals over and over.

This list was actually originally posted on my old tumblog on January 28th, 2012. I just added a few more.


School’s Out

Hey loves! After a long, excruciating semester of quizzes, homework, projects, and *insert more paper works here*, school’s finally out! I’ve heard and seen a lot of fun activities to spend the season but haven’t had the chance to experience most of them so while waiting for my summer class (waiting not to come, really), I’m making the most of my break. I hardly noticed that more than a week has passed and yeah, time really goes by so fast without you noticing it, especially when you’re having a great time. Some would probably feel bored just staying at home and having to stand seeing same familiar faces every single day. Not me, I guess. I am having so much fun. So here are some of the few things that have been keeping me enjoy the vacation lately:

  • Read – As of this moment I’m 13 books away from my goal this year, and I’m thinking of updating it once I reached 30 books. It will still depend on how busy I’ll get this coming semesters. Lately I’ve been reading a lot, from children’s books to new adult fiction. But of course I’m still enjoying my dystopian  sci-fi, contemporary romance and a whole lot of young adult fictions. The upper bunk bed serves as my little sanctuary, and seeing chocolate wrappers and whatever food you can name spread on the sheets is pure normalcy. Maybe this is a good kind of laziness I’m in. It’s better to stay on that little nook of mine than to go somewhere in this kind of heat. Plus the news of more of my favorite books will be made into movies just made me even more in a state of euphoria. The other day, John Green announced about the adaptation of Paper Towns and this morning, Rainbow Rowell tweeted about Eleanor and Park’s. I swear I could die that exact moment. There’s just this sense of fulfillment when you see your dearly adored characters came to life. But at the same time, it’s total suicide when the movie wouldn’t do the book justice.  Let’s just hope for the best. *crosses fingers* I’m just happy for my favorite authors they way their families are.
  • Asian romance/comedy marathon – If you’re following me on twitter, you’ll often see me talking about this Taiwanese series I can’t seem to get my mind off. I’ve been lacking sleep recently and rarely as it might get, I’m not even bothered. My sister’s and I’s vacation mostly consists of watching these series until two in the morning. We can afford six hours straight watching intently, like nothing is actually happening around us. Total oblivion. Being the overly cheesy earthlings that we are, we can’t help ourselves from smiling like morons and squealing most of the time. TWITTERPATED. Maybe you’re wondering what series I’m talking about, it’s Devil Beside You. If you wanna go back to your teen days and feel all these butterflies in your system once more, it’s a must-watch. I highly recommend it.
  • Wait – I know this one’s kind of vague, but my sister and I have been waiting for an update from the embassy so we can know if we’re still pushing this trip out of the country.
  • Paint – So my sister and I will be working on this popart portrait painting for my older sister and I’d definitely show it here once we’re done. Too bad I’d left all my painting materials in our old house. It would take some time before I get to visit that place again. All those books covers that I’d been doing last summer were also there. I wonder where I’d get to take my hands on them again.

So that’s pretty much how my vacation is going on. It may sound boring but for me, reading in bed is my kind of party. And I’m not even sorry. *winks* Also, I’m trying to write at least one post a day, no matter how pointless or random it might be. Until next time, reader!

Here’s to a vacation of no regrets! ― Joan Rylen

February 9, 2014: Lang Leav in Manila

Book signings never fail to make me feel like I’m the happiest human being in the planet. And today I got to meet Miss Lang Leav. I am more into reading prose rather than poems. It is very rare for me to get really hooked with a book filled with stanzas and rhythms.  I only read Sylvia’s works and a little of Pablo Neruda’s. But when I finally got to have a hold of Lang’s book, Love and Misadventures, her words seemed to grow on me. I had been dreading to get myself a copy of that even before Christmas but since there were more important things to spend my money with, I temporarily deprived myself of it. LMAO. When Fullybooked posted an announcement on their Facebook page that Lang’s coming, I had to keep myself from running around the house. I was too excited that I even texted my best friend right away. To my disappointment though, she kind of ditched me the day before the event. And it’s okay. It always is. I believe she had more important things to mind rather than attending this event with me. I don’t sound bitter, do I? Anyway, I can’t stay mad at her for so long so I might as well get over it. Tina accompanied me, though. I APPRECIATE THAT SO MUCH.

I was the 17th person to have my book signed! Early bird, eh?

Lang read a few of her poems requested by fans. Thank God somebody raised a hand and asked if she could read Lost Things for everyone. THAT’S MY FAVORITE. Anyway, I took a video of her reading the poems. She read it with so much feels. I felt like she’s reading it just for me. After every piece there was always a comfortable silence surrounding the room and then you’ll just hear people letting out a heavy sigh. Amazing.

I also got to see one of my high school friends, Jhed. And to top it all off, I made friends with someone. She’s Jackie. I didn’t get to ask her full name, though. Now I can’t find her on twitter. Too bad.

I had a great time. This was my favorite book signing event I’ve attended so far. I JUST LOVE THIS DAY. I hope the next time Lang comes back, Michael’s already with her. They make an unbelievably awesome couple. Jelly mee.




with the super adorable Miss Angel of FullyBooked


Lang answering a fan’s question




Lang reading poetry to her fans


Lang signing my book *why am i so awkward*


loads of people came


everybody calm down lmao

with Jhed

with Jhed


with Jackie


with Tina


my faveeee yay


*fangirl mode*

And oh! I’d like to thank Tina for always being there. Yikes. I want you to know that I very much appreciate you being there for me when nobody else was. I admire your being able to put up with my likes. Even though you’re not into attending events like this, you still did just for me. Thank you for sticking up even though at times I know I’m overly talkative and I think you’re starting to adopt that attitude of mine. WAHAHA. Thank you. I hope you did have a great day because I really did.

A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked. — Bernard Meltzer

January 18, 2014: Gayle Forman in Manila


Apparently the title says it all.  New York Times Bestselling author of If I Stay and Where She Went, Gayle Forman, had booked a flight here for two days to promote the second book of her second series, Just One Year. The events were scheduled January 18-19. So yesterday my best friend and I had the chance to meet her and had our books signed. It’s already our second time attending an event like that and just like last year, we were ecstatic about the whole thing. Some things never changed, like I still went with my best friend, we felt like it’s our first time, and how we went there even though we’re not done with all of Gayle’s books yet.


sup 118 and 119

The registration started at exactly 10 AM, the moment the bookstore opened its doors for us bookworms. And we arrived at 10 AM just to get numbers 118 and 119. Oh my. We didn’t expect that. Last year, when we went to Tahereh and Ransom’s book signing, we got numbers 20 and 21. What does that mean? Haha. Anyway, we considered ourselves lucky compared to a friend of ours who unfortunately was given 292.


me, jhedi and chui

The friend I was referring to was Jhed. She’s an old friend from high school, but we still have this constant contact to each other. And oh, she was with me during the MIBF last year. Hopefully we can hang out more often, if our schedules permit.


candid shot, eh? chui reading a children’s book she got from a nearby shelf

For several hours the registration table seemed to have this never-ending line of awesome bookish people — both teens and adults. We roamed around the mall, window shopped, talk about the most random things, and laugh about the most stupid jokes while waiting for the event proper.

ImageWe spent most of our waiting time sitting on the carpet with our backs against the bookshelves. We talked, read, and listened to music to kill time. We sat with our eyes directly seeing Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events. And then I remembered Beatrice and how Lemony (or should I say, Daniel) wrote all these books for her with these wrenching dedication pages that made our hearts melt. It’s painful.


At 30 past four Gayle finally arrived. I didn’t expect her to be that.. hyper, I guess? She basically had this 101% of energy while going to the stage, and the next minute I couldn’t hear my voice while I tried talking to Chui. The crowd got overly excited and they, including me, had a hard time setting down. Before she even let the interviewer talk, Gayle asked everyone to wave their books so she could take a selfie with us in the background. She’s adorable.

That same old woman who interviewed Tahereh and Ransom last year was also the one who had the chance to interview Gayle. I’m sorry to say this, but I think the event planners could have gotten a better one. Hearing the other people inside the room comment about her punctuated it all. Oh well, what could we do? Maybe next time she might consider avoiding looking at her cue card every time she talks.

Gayle talked about her books, how this transition from being a journalist to being a YA writer happened, and how she painstakingly wrote If I Stay after something really tragic happened to someone she knew. There were three people in the room who asked her things about her writing and an advice she could give for all the aspiring young writers. She’s amazing and hilarious.  The forum lasted for almost an hour and the moment everyone was waiting for, the signing of books, had began.


more like a pandemonium


they said foods and drinks are not allowed inside the bookstore; we said it’s allowed LMAO

Reader, you can’t blame us for eating inside the venue. My stomach’s been rumbling for what seemed like forever and Chui gave me my favorite. Huhu. Seriously, reader. I think I fell in love with Kripy Kreme even more. And oh! Remember we’re 118 and 119. It took us more than an hour after the forum to have our turn.


oh i love her hair


Miss Gayle Forman with yours truly (excuse my face)

On another note, what I love the most about Miss Gayle is that she’s a frustrated singer like me. 🙂


Miss Gayle and Chui



She gave everyone this cutesy bookmark she had printed the night before her events. Such a sweetie.



Another memorable day to document, isn’t it? Aside from meeting one of my favorite authors, what’s so important to me is being reunited with my best friend. Everything last year seemed to be on a roller coaster that only goes down (TFiOS alert lmao). I missed her and I know we’re both trying to make it up to each other. Finally we choose to look behind the cracks. Remember last time I was with her when Tahereh and Ransom went here? Yayy me too. Haha. By the way, she’s my fave doughnut buddy in the entire universe. I’m grateful that we’re okay now, (well, okay is an understatement) and I’m looking forward to attend more book signings with her. I know you’re happy for me, reader. DFTBA!

I was now in a situation where I didn’t have to prove myself, because the one person that fully accepted me, my best friend, was now a permanent fixture in my life. — Jamie McGuire, Walking Disaster

19 Minutes

Pardon my babbling (as per usual), but I just can’t sleep without letting this all out. I want you guys to know how much I deeply love this book.

It’s already 1:00 AM here and I should be in dreamland right now, shouldn’t I? I want to write as much as I want to sleep. I just finished this book entitled 19 Minutes by Jodi Picoult. Two years ago, I had the chance to read My Sister’s Keeper and after that, I pretty much engaged myself to reading YA, and realization struck through me just a few days back. I’ve missed the chance of reading the other works of the greatest storyteller of this generation. I didn’t know I could be that dumb. Oops. I’m being too hard on myself.

It’s been a while since I last read a book that has made me stay up all night just for the sake of finishing it. I guess this book just broke the record. 19 Minutes tackles about family, nonconformity, grief, loss, hope, and a whole lot more. Jodi Picoult is a genius. The book was a page-turner. It was gut-wrenching, compelling, and depressing all at once. It was one of those books you wish you had written. It was one of those books who’ll make you think if taking sides will do good. This book can change your life, I must say. It did change mine.

This surely doesn’t have a lot of twists and turns like other novels do, but it will sure leave you thinking about things that could have happened if people only knew better. The characters were all vital and each one of them had stories that formed a huge part in crafting this wonderfully written novel.

Bullying. This was one of the main themes in the story. I didn’t have an idea how things could get to that state Peter had gotten himself into. Daily picking on someone who appears to be weak in someone else’s eyes just because he simply doesn’t belong to their group, according to them. I didn’t know something negative, even just a word that’s been said when you were a kid could stick to you like a sexual abuse would do. It makes me sick. I grew up in a country where bullying almost doesn’t exist. Almost. Maybe I’m fortunate enough to grow up not being one of those to be constantly picked on by some kids who thought that they’ll feel good by putting other people down.

Nonconformity. A big part of teens’ lives is devoted to trying to fit in. Even I, myself did find myself a few moments sometimes whether  which group I do really belong — geeks, jocks, beauties, athletes, etc. But then again, I’ve found myself not really minding it. I thought as long as I’ve got real friends, it doesn’t matter if I belong to any of these groupies they call. In Peter’s case, the book’s main character, it was really different. He was bullied almost his whole life and even the people who he thought could help him, let him down. The only best friend he had, became someone else he never imagined her to be. Even in the corners of his home he didn’t find anyone to run to. Just like us, he spent his entire life trying to fit in that eventually, he got tired.

Loss and grief.  I’m not just talking about the ones who died in the Sterling High School shooting. Loss can be applied in numerous ways. It could be when Alex lost Logan, when Alex lost Lacy, when Peter lost Josie, when Lacy and Lewis lost Joey, when Jordan lost the case, when the parents lost their kids, etc. But for me, the most important thing was when Lacy lost Peter, and it’s not to death, but to someone she didn’t expected he’d become. A monster. She felt like she’d lost her even though he’s just a few feet away from him. He lost his son without even knowing how, when or why. All their lives she thought everything was going okay for Peter. But that was an utter mistake, of course.

Revenge. One of the lines there hit me. It kind of says if you’re planning to plot revenge. You gotta start digging two graves. One for your enemy, and one for yourself.

Family.  This novels includes an improbable number of family that were immensely devastated with what happened that day, March 6th, 2007.  You have to read the book yourself.

Jodi Picoult possesses this incredibility to its highest form. The whole time I was reading the book, I thought I was inside it. Even though a lot of books already made me feel that way, it’s just hard to switch from one scene to another because of the fear that you can’t just simply contain everything. Everything happened all at once. I was inside someone’s house, then one second I was inside the court hearing all their testimonies. She weaved everything together in a way no one else could. With all these law stuff, I think I’m giving that plan of mine a chance. Pursuing law. I wanted to highlight all the lines, you know. But then again, I knew better. This isn’t Accounting book. I just love this book, okay?? OKAY.

I hope you give this book a chance and list it on your to-reads. Until next time! I gotta sleep. DFTBA, reader!

But then again, maybe bad things happen because it’s the only way we can keep remembering what good is suppose to look like. — Jodi Picoult

Let Me Paint You A Picture


*Neil Buchanan’s voice* This is an Art Attack. THIS is an Art Attack. THIS IS Art Attack!!!

Hi there, reader! So, somebody called me a little crazy last time for reading an Accounting book this vacation. She’s somewhat right at some point, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I really should pay more attention to making the most of my remaining vacation days.

I’ve always loved painting book covers ever since  that day last year. I was reviewing for a test in the midst of a strong typhoon when I got bored and remembered that I still had Acrylic paint from my Humanities project. It was fun, I must say. Now that boredom usually kicks in, and I’m not in the mood to read anything (I don’t know why, though), I started painting book covers again. I know these aren’t all pleasing to the eyes but forgive me I just love doing this. It’s funny how most of my favorite books have minimalist covers and they were not being a pain in the neck. I’m not really into painting but because of these books that have a big part in my heart, I’ve come to love the brushes, colors, mixer. Just everything.

ImageDespite the messy look my room had achieved, it gave me that sense of fulfillment. It’s weird but for once, it felt like I’m a part of something big. Weird.

ImageThanks to Jerry Spinelli’s book designer for making such easy covers. Plain but immensely adorable.


Also, John Green’s movie adaptation of TFiOS’ release is getting near. How near? Oh I don’t know, but both Gus and Hazel’s role were revealed. Shailene Woodley is playing Tris while Ansel Elgort is playing Gus. Being Tris and Caleb Prior in Veronica Roth’s Divergent, I hope we won’t feel awkward watching TFiOS and then Divergent. Either way, we’d love to watch both movies ASAP. A collaboration between two wonderful authors wouldn’t hurt too!

ImageNow this is by far my favorite painting. Hihi. Like Craig, I like making maps. Close enough to the original, isn’t it? 🙂

ImageThere you go! I can’t wait to get myself an album so I can neatly keep them there. Yikes!

Our truest response to the irrationality of the world is to paint or sing or write, for only in such response do we find truth. — Madeleine L’Engle