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    Patricia

    Majority of my friends call me Trish, I guess you could call me that too. I'm a transcriptions editor with a really messed up body clock and never ending affinity for films, food and written words. I like street art, sweets, neutrals and monochromes, sushi, window seats, golf carts and lazy weekends.

    Some of the things that completely preoccupy me are my fixation with the now defunct The Civil Wars and their beautiful art of sadness, Oh Sehun, sleeping, CSS and HTML, @iameden, and those damn hypnotizing Tasty videos. Top country in my travel bucketlist? Iceland. But the one that will always have my heart? Hong Kong.

    Original image by Brock Davis

    Today started with a very sunny morning but I felt like it had been raining non-stop.

    God, I'm too tired.

    As I'm gearing up for what I expect to be a beautiful weekend, some things just wouldn't quit to ruin everything. I had a rule before that when I don't want to remember something in the long run, I wouldn't write about it. It actually works because I have a terrible memory so there are some parts of my life that now seem very vague to me, all I remember are little flashbacks.

    So why am I writing about this now? Well, my head's filled up with too much thoughts and I have to tone down my inner monologue. I hope it's not too weird that I talk to myself inside my head, no? Haha. What's funny is while all this commotion is happening and I desperately wanted to talk to someone, I thought of this one person which, I was pretty much convinced, would know the right words to tell me and would understand exactly how I feel. But because I know these are all just assumptions, that person would find it really weird when all of a sudden I bared all my emotions and ~feelings~ to him/her. That would have made my morning funnier. Hahaha.

    But did you ever feel like you're a walking, breathing example of a cliche? Because I do. Right now. The only consolation with all of this is that I ended up having a better taste in music. I feel like what's been happening to me is a perfect material for soap operas and tragic love stories. Eeww.

    I just wish everything is not a fucking process. Sometimes, I even wish that Lacuna, Inc. is real. Things would have been so easy. I bet people would be lining up like it's the new cronuts.

    Honestly, I just want to rant and curse and tell the world all the hate that I feel but I won't do that. Nope. Because I'm a classy lady. Hahaha. I just want to spill a little bit here because I feel like my head is going to burst. I'll just sulk the day away. I just want a tub of ice cream and watch my favorite movies all day long. I want a pen and Post-its on hand so I could scribble down my favorite quotes and stick it at my bedroom wall. I want unlimited Tanduay Ice within arm's reach and super fast Internet connection while I'm lying on my bed. I want to read those books I've yet to read (The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time is taking me forever ugh) and not be disturbed. I want to be lost in my imagination.

    I don't want to write about this anymore, I want to write about food again and my travels and about new people. And maybe that personal project that Muffet suggested.

    One day, Patricia. One day. And I know when that day comes, I would just be laughing at this post.

    . Wednesday, November 27, 2013 .

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    . Wednesday, November 27, 2013 .

    Original image by Brock Davis

    Today started with a very sunny morning but I felt like it had been raining non-stop.

    God, I'm too tired.

    As I'm gearing up for what I expect to be a beautiful weekend, some things just wouldn't quit to ruin everything. I had a rule before that when I don't want to remember something in the long run, I wouldn't write about it. It actually works because I have a terrible memory so there are some parts of my life that now seem very vague to me, all I remember are little flashbacks.

    So why am I writing about this now? Well, my head's filled up with too much thoughts and I have to tone down my inner monologue. I hope it's not too weird that I talk to myself inside my head, no? Haha. What's funny is while all this commotion is happening and I desperately wanted to talk to someone, I thought of this one person which, I was pretty much convinced, would know the right words to tell me and would understand exactly how I feel. But because I know these are all just assumptions, that person would find it really weird when all of a sudden I bared all my emotions and ~feelings~ to him/her. That would have made my morning funnier. Hahaha.

    But did you ever feel like you're a walking, breathing example of a cliche? Because I do. Right now. The only consolation with all of this is that I ended up having a better taste in music. I feel like what's been happening to me is a perfect material for soap operas and tragic love stories. Eeww.

    I just wish everything is not a fucking process. Sometimes, I even wish that Lacuna, Inc. is real. Things would have been so easy. I bet people would be lining up like it's the new cronuts.

    Honestly, I just want to rant and curse and tell the world all the hate that I feel but I won't do that. Nope. Because I'm a classy lady. Hahaha. I just want to spill a little bit here because I feel like my head is going to burst. I'll just sulk the day away. I just want a tub of ice cream and watch my favorite movies all day long. I want a pen and Post-its on hand so I could scribble down my favorite quotes and stick it at my bedroom wall. I want unlimited Tanduay Ice within arm's reach and super fast Internet connection while I'm lying on my bed. I want to read those books I've yet to read (The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time is taking me forever ugh) and not be disturbed. I want to be lost in my imagination.

    I don't want to write about this anymore, I want to write about food again and my travels and about new people. And maybe that personal project that Muffet suggested.

    One day, Patricia. One day. And I know when that day comes, I would just be laughing at this post.

    . Thursday, November 21, 2013 .

    Original image credit: Brock Davis

    Dear you,

    I look at you and I tell myself, "Here we go again."

    *long exasperated sigh*

    I must have a convoluted subconscious. I look at you. You are properly labeled, you come with disclaimers and warnings like those pamphlets inside boxes of cough syrups. You were so much like them but the shallow part of myself didn't mind at all. She screamed with excitement when you knew a line from my favorite song and when you quoted my favorite movie. Like I said, shallow.

    I look at you and I could just imagine my mother shaking her head with disapproval. I look at you and laugh at myself because, clearly, my imagination has already reached another dimension and you don't have any idea. You don't have a clue and here I am, overthinking and daydreaming about e v e r y t h i n g. I can't help it.

    You know what Albert Einstein said about insanity? It's doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. I've been insane with the last two and I do not intend to do it again. But then, again, that's coming from someone who's both shallow and sort of delusional.

    You are, in so many levels, damaged goods. And I don't know why I still see the beauty in you. Well, I would like to believe there's still beauty left in all your intricacies and inconsistencies. I honestly think that's one of the few things I'm actually good at, and I don't know if I should even be proud of that fact.

    "But you, you're not allowed. You're uninvited. An unfortunate slight," that's how the song goes and that's what I constantly tell myself but when I look at you, my God, you are so damn tempting.

    Never mind.


    #SorryNotSorry,
    T


    This post is in response to Truth Thursdays' previous prompt, I Have To Say No To. Truth Thursdays exists to connect people through writing. To initiate something honest, thoughtful and meaningful. If you want to know more about Truth Thursdays and how to be a part of it, read here.
    . Saturday, November 16, 2013 .

    It's payday weekend for most of you people, and if you really want to make your weekend count and do something worthwhile, here are a few events happening that you could attend to extend your help to the Yolanda/Haiyan survivors.

    Some people ask, "Why not just donate?" Let's admit it, not everyone has the means to donate amounts of money but we have a lot of great artists brimming with talent and creativity larger than most bank accounts. And I think it's great that artists are using their talents to inspire people to give more.

    There are also a lot of other fundraising campaigns (volunteer work, blogging conventions, runs/marathons) on going right now that you could join to help! Here's a list of other artists, musicians and businesses you could support along with their relief operations: 1 // 2.

    Again, we can all help in our own little ways. Start something!


    1. Luna Arts and Music Festival. PhP 60 gets you in. Organizers will be setting up a drop box at the venue so please do bring canned food, old, wearable clothes, toiletries, medicine and drinking water. Here's the official Facebook page of the event.

    2. Stuffed: A Thanksgiving Food Festival. Thanksgiving is not really a Pinoy thing but why not, right? Good food with family and friends is always a good combination. Celebrate, dine and help! People are invited to bring donations, these will be given to the typhoon victims through ABS-CBN's Sagip Kapamilya Foundation and Lopez Group Foundation. More information at Anton Diaz's Awesome Planet website.

    3. Para Kay Agit. Agit Sustento is the bassist for the band Kadangyan, one of the last pintados and a tattoo artist. Unfortunately, Agit, his wife and his mother did not survive the havoc of the typhoon, and his son and father are still missing. This tribute is organized by his friends to raise funds to help his family. Here's the official Facebook page of the event.


    This is Tarin Sustento, Agit Sustento's son. He's 3 years old. I read online that according to a family member, his father was able to put a life vest on him before he was swept away by floods so he could survive. If you have any information about Tarin, please get in touch with Genevieve Bindo at 0905-6633401 or Bibeth Lacaden at 0917-5909837.

    4. Draw Support by Megan Diño. Donate and she'll draw. Megan is making a contribution to the community by drawing portraits that will be paid in certain amounts (PhP 300, PhP 500 and PhP 1000 but any other currency is appreciated) by donating to the Philippine Red Cross. Here are some of her works:

    Images from Draw Support's Facebook page.
    If you're interested in her awesome initiative, please visit Draw Support's Facebook page.

    . Tuesday, November 12, 2013 .


    If you're planning to eat out this week, here's a suggestion: dine at these restaurants/establishments, they are allocating their profits (all or a portion) to help our fellow countrymen affected by the super typhoon, Yolanda. Please do visit their corresponding links for more information.

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    Other fundraising projects like concerts, garage sales and music festivals are now scheduled for the benefit of the typhoon victims. Here are other quick links:
    Click here if you're looking for relatives/loved ones or you have information about someonePlease use the hashtag #TracingPH in Twitter to report missing people. 
    Click here for a complete list of relief operations nationwide. Tweet @MovePH for any relief initiatives and use the hashtag #ReliefPH.
    Click here for a list of NGOs and charities you could send your donations to. 
    We might not be there in the affected areas to be of assistance but we can all do our part and help in our own little way.

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    November 13, 2013
    100% of profits will be donated
    All branches

    Sarsa Kitchen + Bar
    November 12, 2013
    100% of profits will be donated
    Unit 1-7, Forum South Global, Bonifacio Global City , Makati City
    Ongoing since Saturday
    PhP 20 for every order of Jawbreaker will be donated
    All branches

    November 12 - 14, 2013
    100% of profits will be donated
    Capitol Commons Food Truck Park, Pasig City


    November 12, 2013
    100% of profits will be donated
    88 East Capitol Drive, Bgy. Kapitolyo, Pasig City
    Go Nuts Donuts
    November 18, 2013
    All branches
    November 11 - 17, 2013
    50% of profits will be donated
    All branches and all online orders

    November 11 - 17, 2013
    100% of profits will be donated
    SM Jazz Residences, Makati City
    Entire month of November
    PhP 5 will be donated to Red Cross for every order of Chicken Wings
    32nd St & Justica Dr, Global Fort Bonifacio, Taguig City


    . Tuesday, November 05, 2013 .

    Photo from TheMommist.com

    I first knew about Project Pie when we were on the way home to Makati from Kanto Freestyle Breakfast a few months back. We passed by it, and it got me really curious. A new place brimming with people. I really liked the black and white facade too. We already had the DIY burgers courtesy of BRGR Project, and now, DIY pizza? Sounds good to me!

    I've never heard of Project Pie prior to that but after a quick Google search, I've read that it originated from San Diego, California, created by James Markham. Would you believe this is their first international franchise? Manila ahead of everybody else? Now, that says a lot.

    One morning after work, a few of my friends and I decided to check this place out.



    The place was empty when we got there (actually, it was still closed when we arrived haha) so we're able to choose where we want to be seated. I thought the interiors had a very "industrial" feel to it, with all the black and the steel and elbow pipes evident in the place. There's something bare about the place. I really liked the light bulbs!

    There were scribbles everywhere! On the tables, the counter, the walls and most of the surfaces. There were also 2 walls filled with famous sayings by famous people on the opposite ends of the place.



    So, how do you make your own artisan pizza?


    There are 7 custom built pizzas if you're not in the creative mood (Order By Number) or you can use these as a base pizza, and you could add your own twists along the way.


    . Sunday, November 03, 2013 .


    I saw these 6 ~*~wonderful~*~ photos on John (first 5) and Mark's (last one) Instagram accounts which were posted during Halloween, and the fangirl in me can't help but laugh and squeal in delight (especially at Photo #6, my life is complete!) So this definitely trumps any other supposed favorite things I had for posting. Hahaha.

    1. Shaun Cooper as Captain America

    2. Eddie Reyes as Nick Fury

    3. Mark O'Connell as The Hulk

    4. John Nolan as Iron Man

    5. Adam Lazzara as Thor

    6. Shaun Cooper fencing with Taylor Hanson!!!

    . Friday, November 01, 2013 .

    Original image credit: Brock Davis
    The Reality versus The Manic Pixie Dream

    Picture this: you're the Average Jane living your life. You're that college girl with a small group of friends that never smoked or tasted alcohol. You got everything that you needed. Loyal friends, a family that's always been giving and a long-term relationship. Then one day, you got a text message from this person. A person your friends are friends with but you were never really introduced personally. All you knew about him were hand-me-down stories from other people. He's that guy from school that is your complete opposite, you never thought your worlds will touch until, well, that day he sent you the most random SMS.

    Sure, it wasn't a big deal until fast forward to today, 6 years from that what you thought innocent exchange of words. You're in that situation where you have to choose between what's right in front of you or that thrill of the chase. And now, you're asking yourself how the fuck did you let this go on that long. You justify the situation with the following arguments:

    1. He always made you feel you mattered.
    2. He's so fucking unpredictable, it boils your blood with excitement!
    3. You haven't talked to each other for a year and then one night, he just shows up at your house... at midnight. 
    4. He did that for 5 years.
    5. You always felt that he needed you.

    He shook up your life in so many ways, much more than you could imagine, and you loved the feeling of being reckless for once. He talks in riddles and you honestly thought you could solve the puzzle, or make your way out of the labyrinth. Those little tidbits of pure forbidden emotions were the highlight of your dull days, somehow making you crave for more. You believed there was a promise behind everything.

    And yet the cold hard truth was staring you at the face: Everything was happening all at once but the two of you were  n e v e r  e v e r  in a relationship. He jumped in and out of your life and you did nothing. You knew you deserved so much more but you settled.

    What you thought was the perfect time came but he gave you the lamest reason why things won't work. All you can think of was, "You're not even trying!" It was so lame that you thought why couldn't he come up with a more creative excuse. In the end, he explained and told you something along the lines of "I'm afraid I can't live up to your expectations." What a coward! What a pussy!

    He was your Manic Pixie Dream* Guy. He was and that's all he'll ever be. You look back and realized it cost you your relationship, your health and your emotions. Yes, you gave up something real for the illusion of what you thought was perfect. You keep telling yourself there's a perfect time, but the truth is there's no such thing. This reality was already present the first day this whatever-you-call-it happened. If you only looked at the bigger picture 6 years ago. If only.

    Then, you remembered that line by Clementine Kruczynski from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind:
    “Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m gonna make them alive…. But I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s looking for my own peace of mind; don’t assign me yours.”
    You realized you shouldn't have projected all your fantasies into this one person. You share half the blame. Nobody's responsible for making you feel alive but yourself. You felt like an empty space and you had this illusion that he was the perfect fit. You got so blinded with the little gestures that you failed to see what's happening on a grander scale. Not everything that's hard to get is actually worth having. Maybe you thought him being your total opposite was a way for you to live your life to the fullest, an excuse to experience all the things you'd never do on your own.

    You fell in love with the idea of a person, but not the actual person.

    Was all that time wasted? Maybe yes.


    Six years later, he's with her, and you're finally free.

    *

    *Manic Pixie Dream Girl is a term coined by film critic Nathan Rabin, which he used to describe Kirsten Dunst's character in the movie Elizabethtown (boring movie, btw.) I quote Mr. Rabin, "that bubbly, shallow cinematic creature that exists solely in the fevered imaginations of sensitive writer-directors to teach broodingly soulful young men to embrace life and its infinite mysteries and adventures."

    Of course they do exist in real life. Not exactly in all that cinematic glory movies make it appear, but for sure once in your life, you met someone who fits this complex mold. And now, I know exactly what to call this certain guy I knew before. Thank you, Internet!

    Think Sara Deever from Sweet November, Penny Lane from Almost Famous and Ramona Flowers from Scott Pilgrim vs The World. Those quirky, complicated characters with unusually great taste in music. Think Ludlow Tristan from Legends of the Fall, Troy Dyer from Reality Bites and Patrick Verona from 10 Things I Hate About You. He's free-spirited, rash, has an unconventional way of showing that he cares but when the going gets tough (or just because he feels like it), he will disappear. As this website says, MPD Boy is the emotional and quirky hit-it-and-quit-it.




    This post is in response to Truth Thursdays' current prompt, Versus. Truth Thursdays exists to connect people through writing. To initiate something honest, thoughtful and meaningful. If you want to know more about Truth Thursdays and how to be a part of it, read here.