Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Along Central

These past few weeks, I spent most of my time standing in the smelly, crowded confines of the Light Rail Transit, walking to and fro the busy streets of Central and waiting for hours in line for my exit clearance at the Bureau of Immigration. But those aren't the highlights of me being there. These are.

See that Cory Aquino tarp? It's a replica of the new Post Office stamp. One thing I loved about my Central trips is this scene, or the fountain rather. 
Weird as it may sound but I'm attracted to theaters though I haven't been in here even once.  Mysterious.

Whenever I need some caffeine fix, I run here. However, Kuya barista doesn't seem to get my name's spelling right. "Alysa", "Alyzza", and "Allysa" always end up written in my cup.

Whenever I feel so tired of processing my exit clearance, I hold onto this.  It's as if I get recharged or something. 

Processing my exit clearance hands-on isn't that bad after all, somehow.

Penguiiiin

I am fond of penguins and watercolor pencils, hence this thing on a leaf of my SB planner-slash-doodle book-slash-diary. 'Tis my first time to draw a penguin using watercolor pencils so pardon the uneven coloring and proportioning. And oh, I used Faber-Castell's Watercolor Pencils 'cos it's the only one I can afford at the moment. :-)


Bummer this summer ang peg ko. Hihi. I'm leaving for Tokyo tomorrow and I'm excitedddd! How's your summer going so far? :-)

Monday, April 16, 2012

To Slumberland

I listen to these when I can't sleep.

1. Ride by Vapour Trail
2. Head Over Heels by Digital Daggers
3. Give Me Love (Acoustic) by Ed Sheeran
4. I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz
5. Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye ft. Kimbra
6. Your Ex-Lover is Dead by Stars
7. I Miss You by Incubus
8. Guarded by Kevin Daniel
9. The Hardest Part by Coldplay
10. So Far Away by Bamboo

P.S. This serves as my brokenhearted playlist at times. The titles alone could give you a hint. *wink*

The Happy Pills

Since my first major heartbreak, I have always wondered what would it be like if happy pills exist; the ones you get over the counter, pop in your mouth and voila, you are happy in an instant. I don't know if there really are pills like those but in my side of the earth, I haven't came across with those yet. Or maybe I have been, that is why I don't need those kind of pills anymore.

And yes I think I might have been. I thought of what Claire gave us after her 21st birthday celebration over bottles of beer and videoke. A tiny corked bottle and in it were pills with faces drawn on the surface. Claire said it is her simple thank you gift (ironic, eh?) to us, ABBCD (Alyssa-Bea-Bessie*-Claire-Danica). Inside each pill was a little piece of paper with handwritten notes.


2011 was a good year for me, partly because I was reconnected to these people. This made me realize that though happiness is a choice and I can be happy on my own, I also have my human happy pills for back up-- those that I can call, meet or tweet whenever and wherever. And I hope that wherever we ought to go after college, the connection would still be there, tight as always.

*Bessie = Prince