This afternoon was very inspirational that I ended up making a simple DIY out of washi tapes. I've been obsessed with washi tapes for a few months already that I used them to make a back case for my phone and keyboard covers for my laptop. To continue that craze, I will teach you on how to make a bookmark out of washi tapes. They are sooo easy to make and I'm pretty sure you won't have a hard time in doing it.


Materials:
Washi Tapes (purchased from Fab Manila)
Scissors
Good book

Don't you just love movies? I think everybody does. I haven't met or known anyone who dislikes watching them. Some movies tell you stories you can and can't find in books or anywhere else. It's an imagination put into motion pictures that when paired with a brilliant mind who can make it something more than magical, it's just... I can't even.

As many of my Facebook friends are, I'm not sleeping either. The weather tonight is just wracking up my nerves. My sleep deprivation due to the heavy rain only happened when Sendong hit Mindanao. To my "luck", it was raining just as hard tonight.

There are a lot of things going on in my mind right now and I've been worrying for my grandmother, my dad and my boyfriend ever since it started to pour like crazy a few hours ago. Plus, my dog (who was whimpering a lot of times) and her weeks-old pups were outside. Too bad we can't just let them in. So, yes, I am scared out of my wits, wondering how they're all doing.

Because I needed some sort of diversion from all that, I slowly worked on my laptop's keyboard. My washi tapes from Fab Manila Bags (They sell A LOT of cute stuff, some of which are handmade, I think. Be sure to check their products out) arrived a few hours ago and when the heavy rain started to haunt me (a little), I grabbed my X-Acto knife and began to make my keyboard look cute.


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My Prayers for the Victims of Typhoon Yolanda

First off, I will apologize if ever my sentence construction seems out of hand. It has been years since I last resorted to writing stuff online and I guess it's safe to say that the iron (meaning, my brain) has rusted and is in need of oil drops.

Moving on, like what I said in a previous post, my boyfriend and I love to eat. Every time we're together, I can instantly predict that eating is going to happen. That's why whenever boyfriend tells me it's okay not to bring any money with me, I see to it that I have a few hundreds with me before heading out.

This happened one time wherein I wasn't entirely ready for it. He decided that we should "take a walk". So, without hesitation, I went along with his plan wearing my PJs and a passable pair of Spice Girl-ish slippers.

To my luck, we ended up at Chemesa Cafe; a semi-fancy restaurant where you may or may not order a 3-course meal. Thank God I wore a decent sleeveless top or else I'd look like I'm going to check in to sleep at a restaurant!

Apparently, I'm having a hard time editing or sorting my website out with how I wanted it to look like. Can you imagine wanting to attain something and just as you thought you're almost there, you're a thousand miles away from it in reality. Ugh!

Oh, please, bear with me. I promise I'll work on it as fast as I can.

Everyone who knows us know that hubby and I live for two things in this relationship: movies and food. In a different yet totally related note, a friend of ours once said that we eat really yummy food based on our photos. I kid you not, whenever we eat out, it just turns out we only get the best tasting food - at least in our own palates.

To begin with, my mind was battling whether I post something about the devastating and the biggest typhoon as of this time or just let other people publish or post stories about it. What made me contemplate about this issue is that I don't want to post situations like these on my blog because not only does it remind me of the said calamity but I do not want to remember it. Yes, I have a hard time in dealing with stuff like that especially death and now that they brought the death rate of an estimate of 10,000 Filipinos, it's what made it a tad harder.

However, since a lot of our kababayans need every bit of help from those who were lucky enough to not experience such devastation, the only help I can extend are my prayers. I think that Filipinos are stereotyped as happy-go-lucky, can weather any storm and still be able to find an inkling of happiness in the worst of the worst. That's the kind of stereotype that I can agree upon and glad to be a part of.

God listens to each of our prayers. Now, I don't know how He does that but like what they say, nothing is impossible with God - and I believe that. Whenever there are situations wherein we prayed but the thing we prayed for did not happen, rest assured that God has other plans that are better.