Welcome to Shroom Side. Finding solace among nature on a cold rainy day.
~her prince Kurama
.::Wishlist::.~to be part of her prince's world
~to travel the world
~to visit Ireland, Japan & Korea
~volumes and tomes of magical craft
~a bright future ahead
~to collect Ouran High Manga
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Thursday, April 20, 2017
I want to have my own travel blog.
I'm sitting at our patio earlier and was thinking of random stuff after watching Running Man (*a Korean variety show*) when the idea came to me. T'was like *poof* -light bulb- moment. I've always enjoyed creating itineraries that it was basically my role on our "barkada" trips. I take pride in accurately determining the ETAs of those trips too. :D Well, anyway, I spend quite some time in searching for blogs with itineraries and costs. Believe me, it's one of the most sought after information. How much will the trip cost? What are the places to visit upon getting there? What's the most affordable and clean accommodation? I want to be able to answer those questions. :) Then again, I'm too lazy to update blogs. Sigh. Maybe some other time.
I want to have my own travel blog.
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
We're here at the boarding area going back home to the Philippines. :) Unlike last time, we're here at KLIA2 instead of LCCT. I'm here with my nephew and sister-in-law. The 10 days that we've dtayed here in Malaysia was a great experience. I've tried other foods than chicken rice too. Though I wasn't able to explore on my own, I still had fun. Of course, I was able to visit my favorite places. ^____^ Hope I'll get to explore California next time.
Monday, July 11, 2016
Amg!!! Sounds cliché but yeah, it's been quite a long while. 2 years? Where was I in those years?! More importantly, what happened in those 2 years. Well, I must say that I've matured. Yes, yes. I did. Looking back at my posts, I have quite a touch of emo-ness back then which I grew out of by now. Good laird!
Anyway, being back here's like meeting an old friend again. If not for me having a new mobile phone, I wouldn't have thought of posting here. Sorry, my bad. It's just that, well, I grew up. And growing up means having responsibilities and stuff. What was I thinking, wanting to grow up quickly back then. I still have that carefree spirit but a bit grounded s'all.
Before reminiscing what happened in the two years I was absent, a part of me made me go back here because I'm also here in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Yup, same bedroom. Same view outside the window. Made me even think twice of buying that Ouran Manga which I haven't quite completed when I was here. Gosh that was like so 2008. A good 8 years passed and still making me feel like a kid again. There are places that make you go all mushy inside and just want to be pulled back in time. Sigh. Partly, I am thankful I'm outta that stage but you can't help think 'what if...' And that, my dear, is the source of most problems. Which my mature mind would brush aside and not dwell into.
Again, it's better to live here and now. I was just thinking about it last night. How we deliberately take time for granted when it's all we have before everything becomes a memory. Oh well, stuff like that sometimes keep me up all night. :)
So there, just letting you know that I am still here. Not so active since 2004. :* I'm not quite sure though if anyone ever reads my blog. Lol.
Monday, November 17, 2014
"Places aren't there to begin with. You need to find them and build them yourself." -Koichi
Again, almost a year and here's another update. 2014 has been a great year for me so far, it can be considered as one of the major turning points in my life. Whew. That was heavy. :) I can't wait for my year-ender post which might be up in late December or early January. I'm currently collaborating in doing an internal website for work which made me miss posting here in my blog. Kind of miss those days when I always kept this updated. I probably would never get tired of writing. When the time comes that all I have to do is sit down and watch others, I would return into writing here. I strongly believe that important life details should be written. We must admit that memory fades in time. If we put it into writing, it lives on. Nostalgic. A coworker asked me if I am to put my life into film, what would be its title. Now I know I should name it Nostalgia. lol. Pretty apt. Anyway, it'll be a week before my birthday and I'm pree excited about it! ♥♥♥ Will write more soon!
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
~*Welcoming 2014 with a Positive Outlook*~
Shared by a colleague and it sure is worth a read... - A Paulo Coelho article.
One always has to know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through.
Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters – whatever name we give it, what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that have finished.
Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did you leave your parents’ house? Gone to live abroad? Has a long-lasting friendship ended all of a sudden?
You can spend a long time wondering why this has happened.
You can tell yourself you won’t take another step until you find out why certain things that were so important and so solid in your life have turned into dust, just like that.
But such an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone involved: your parents, your husband or wife, your friends, your children, your sister.
Everyone is finishing chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they will all feel bad seeing you at a standstill.
Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away.
That is why it is so important (however painful it may be!) to destroy souvenirs, move, give lots of things away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have at home.
Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in our hearts – and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room for other memories to take their place.
Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself from them.
Nobody plays this life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose.
Do not expect anything in return, do not expect your efforts to be appreciated, your genius to be discovered, your love to be understood.
Stop turning on your emotional television to watch the same program over and over again, the one that shows how much you suffered from a certain loss: that is only poisoning you, nothing else.
Nothing is more dangerous than not accepting love relationships that are broken off, work that is promised but there is no starting date, decisions that are always put off waiting for the “ideal moment.”
Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell yourself that what has passed will never come back.
Remember that there was a time when you could live without that thing or that person – nothing is irreplaceable, a habit is not a need.
This may sound so obvious, it may even be difficult, but it is very important.
Closing cycles. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life.
Shut the door, change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust.
Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.
Tuesday, December 03, 2013
I know we haven't seen each other, or even talked in a long time... But I want you to know that I've been doing a lot of thinking lately and I want you to know that I miss you. Not like "I regret what happened" or even "I just want to see you again." Just... "I miss you." Full stop. It's strange to think that someone I used to know so well is now a total stranger... that I sometimes go entire days without thinking of you even just a little.
Most of the time I just let myself forget because it's easier, but then I find something... An old letter, or a picture you drew, slipped in the pages of a book I haven't read in years, and the full weight of what's been lost comes crashing down on me. But this isn't regret. We had reason for ending it, and they're as valid as ever, but back at the start, we didn't need reasons for anything. It all just happened.
We didn't have common interests or similar goals. We didn't even really get along that well, but we didn't need a reason to fall in love. We just did. The reasons came at the end, and everything that's happened since has been all about reasons. And that's good. It means one day I might find someone I won't have to say goodbye to. But a part of me misses just loving someone, and knowing they love you back, and that's all.
I guess what I'm saying is, I hope things are good with you. I hope everything is great. I hope you found a love that's all the things ours couldn't be, and I hope I find that too. But a small part of me hopes that you still remember what it was like before all the reasons...
And I hope you miss me too."
~got this from a friend. I have no idea where it came from but it sure does say everything that's on my mind. :)
Thursday, March 07, 2013
“And when her eyes met mine, I felt something click, like a key turning in a lock. Believe me, I'm no romantic, and while I've heard about love at first sight, I've never believed in it, and I still don't. But even so, there was something there, something recognizably real, and I couldn't look away.”
― Nicholas Sparks, Dear John
They say that love happens when you least expect it. Perhaps it's real, or maybe it isn't... I just didn't think that it'll happen to me.
I wasn't supposed to be there. I plan to just spend the day browsing lazily and enjoying the freedom I had much awaited these past few months. But I found myself tagging along. After a heavy lunch, we went to our destination. Waiting in line, Going up and down the floors and watching over kids as they play were the things that kept me occupied for a time. Then you came along. Even from afar, I had noticed you. Absorbed in your documents and looking over every door that you pass by. We were at the end of the hall and there you stopped, along with everything that had my attention just minutes ago. I didn't realize how long you were sitting by my side. Though this may perfectly describe what had happened:
“I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.”
- Cassandra Clare
It didn't occur to me to start a conversation with you. I was content at those side way glances, to which I hope you did not notice. But other than myself, I had no control over those around us. Surprisingly, I found you politely conversing with my mom about topics, including one that dragged me into the conversation. On and on the discussion went. Then we had to go. Time, as it is, flies by when you're having fun. Though we had promised to see each other again someday, somewhere --- reality sets in. But I chose to ignore it. That little warning that says it might be the first and last time. I might not see you again.
“They say when you meet the love of your life, time stops, and that's true. What they don't tell you is that when it starts again, it moves extra fast to catch up.”
― Daniel Wallace
Heartbreaking. What was the point of meeting you? I wanted to know more about you. I wanted to see you again. I wanted to hear your voice. It rarely happens that one, out of the billions of people living in this world, would be set apart. I had met you but I had lost you... but I might be wrong too.
“Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the skeptic, an ardent zealot.”
I know I would get over this. Just as I had gotten past those little heartbreaks in the past. I'd like to think that ours would be an inevitable love. That sooner or later, the world will bring us back again.
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