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Friday, December 21, 2012

Book Review: Perfect Chemistry by Simon Elkeles



I just finished reading ‘Perfect Chemistry’ by Simon Elkeles, and it was, I can’t find words to describe it, oh my gosh it’s just so damn good. And I’m still crying up to this very moment. I didn’t expect it to turn out to be captivating, and hilarious, and heart stomping and thrilling, all at the same time. It’s like a mash-up of all my favorite flavors in one ice cream. Funny thing the male lead has the same surname as I do, Alejandro Fuentes and he is HOOOOOT that I felt somewhat awkward reading my last name on the book. *giggles

At first, I thought it was just another teenage book that circles on typical ups and downs of being a teenager and being in a relationship but I was totally wrong, it was pieces of blatant reality, weaved to a book.
The male lead Alejandro Fuentes is a gang member who has this badass reputation that his schoolmates won’t even dare to look him in the eye, or else they’ll get in to a not so pretty situation. It was the memory of his father’s death that made him resentful of everything about life. He is surely not the kind of guy your mother would allow you to date or even be friends with, but surely the kind of guy that made girls swoon despite his belligerent façade. 

It was his senior year and he just planned on playing it cool until graduation and then whatever will be will be, until one day in a Chemistry subject, he was partnered with the school princess, Brittany Ellis and everything just changed beyond his heart’s control. Brittany Ellis is the perfect blonde princess of the school, she is the envy of any girl. On the outside, she’s just as perfect as a fragile snowflake, a pretty face, a body to die for, a smartass, a quarter back boy friend and a very well off family but on the inside, she’s a warrior fighting for her personal battles.

As the two of them get to hate, get to know and get to adore each other’s concealed flaws, they will just found themselves madly in love with each other. And I found myself in love with the both of them as well. It was a very great story, probably one of the few books that have etched into my heart. One negative thing about the book, it had raised my expectation about love and now I don’t know if I’ll ever have the chance to get married. Great book, poor me.



Btw this is Alex Fuentes, as portrayed by Alexander Rodriguez. He is HOTNESS Mygas. *ovary explode

Friday, August 3, 2012

Book Review: Die For Me & Until I die by Amy Plum


I have spent my weeks reading these books by Amy Plum. At first, i was skeptical of even glancing at its very first page, i'm not a fan of romance novels and thought i would never be, but as i have read the first few pages of the book, I was caught off-guard, I gagged for it, drooled for it, and breathed on its every momentum, and now i feel that it is a part of me.

I am frantically a hopeless romantic person, i would never deny that, and this book had all the right words, people and circumstance written to bleed what exactly i am fantasizing for myself.

Kate Beamont Mercier and Vincent Delacroix's love story has became the major motion picture playing in my mind as i enter my fictional world whenever i have the chance to. It just not become a habit, but an addiction, and i'm ecstatic every now and then.

Kate's profound affection for art and everything under the umbrella of all the things weird and quirky a normal 17 year old girl would never put herself into, has always been congruent with mine. And she being the   life of an undead too good too be true supposedly 80 year-old revenant but was trapped on a body of a 19 year old way too gorgeous guy, has come on my senses delicious by default.

I know they're not real. But at least with them and their story, i can find my reverie.

I can't wait for the trilogy (If I Should Die), despite having me not want the story to have its end still very frolic of what would happen next.

Paris, France. I will go there someday too. Insane it may sound, but I am going to find my own kate-vincent love story there. :))))


Tuesday, January 10, 2012

The Real Meaning of Life.


I have been reading that book for almost 2 weeks now. It’s just a simple little orange book written by, or much appropriate to say, compiled by David Seaman. It’s a book engraved with various voices from various people around the globe sharing their perceptions, beliefs, ideals, contradicts and argues regarding what life really means. It started on October 10, 2004 when NYU Freshmen Seaman was sitting, laptapping in a coffee shop at New York City, trying to avoid writing a paper for his humanities class, typed “What is the meaning of life?” into an online forum, and to his surprise, thousands of people responded to his query. Amused by how people reacted on his thread, he decided to compile some of the interesting, inspiring, entertaining and some of the funny posts he received giving birth to the book I am now pondering into.

The real meaning of life can be compared to a jar of cookie that comes in similar sizes and shapes, but differs in taste and flavor. People differ in races, status, genres, religions etc. but they are all the same, we are all the same. We have one creator, we have one life to live, one death to breathe, we have the same physiological components, we have one earth sharing together and that we have one air to consume, one biosphere to nourish and degrade. Biologically, that what make us creatures, but existence doesn’t end in merely breathing in dying.

We all have minds, but each uniquely differs in the way of facilitation, we all have emotions, but it’s not the same specific stimulus that flows through those billions of neurons our body has, we all have eyes, but ironically, it’s not the same thing we see even with the same object. We have God, we know God, but we don’t have the same religion, there are Catholics, Buddhist, Christians, Taoist, and sorts, each single one of them teaches the same objectives, the only difference is their approach, but they’re praising the same Lord. We have straights, homosexuals, lesbians, gays, and bi-s but we are all the same creatures God breathed upon Eve and Adam on the book of Genesis.  As Humanity explains, people are pieces of puzzle that differs in color and fits and are all subject in one single aggregation, but never serve the same purpose. And that, the combination of two is what the meaning of life is to me.

You are the only exact copy of yourself, your friend can’t be like you, your siblings can’t be like you, you and only you can do all the things you can, can think all the things you thought, can aspire all the things you dream, can feel all the emotions you are capable of feeling regarding of the stimulus you based them upon. You are unique, you are peculiar. Are you special? That’s when the debate will be brought about. I don’t believe that that we are all special, for if in a basket of apples, red and green are considered both special, which else is not special? How come there will be specials if there is no one not special?

You can be a writer, a sculpture, an architect, engineer, singer, priest, nun, actress, pilot, faith healer, drug lord, mafia, philanthropist, that and this. You can be anyone you want, as long as you want to, as long as you pursue being that person you want to become. But at the end of the day, life does end, and all the hardships you’ve done will be soon forgotten, in that case, where’s the specialness? For what are all the sweats you’ve shed when appreciation for all the things you’ve done will vanish together with your doom? We are not immortals, we think yes, we love yes, but that doesn’t make us special enough to not die, for we’re not any superior even in the simplest bacteria this earth has.

God will always be the bottom line of everything, and that he sees through you, more than anyone can ever see you. He loves us all and his love makes the journey here on earth special.

We all will die, and so what’s the purpose of living then? Its purpose is to find its purpose, to find your purpose. God created you not just to be someone insignificant, you serve some purpose and its always depends on you on how you find for them, and no matter what, you are meant to be happy in any ways possible. Life is just too short to merely contemplate on the deepest explanations of what the real meaning really is. You want to live a happy life? Stop searching for its meaning.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Drooling.



Gusto ko ng matulog pero ayaw pa ako paghimlayin ng kokote kong panay pa rin sa pagtakbo. Ano nanaman ang idadaldal ko? Tsk. Sige. 

Kakatapus ko lang pala basahin yung librong Orosa-Nakpil, Malate. Maganda sya, sobrang makakarelate ang mga kapasisterhood natin sa gay community. Very informative din sya kasi sobrang gigisingin nya yung utak mo regarding the risk of having multiple sex partners and also doing the deed without any protection. Mas lalo ding lalawak ang kaalaman mo sa HIV/AIDS. Pero hindi lag naman toh tungkol dun, umiikot din ang istorya sa paghahanap ng bidang homosexual ng trulab.

Kaya sa tingin ko dapat talaga tong mabasa ng mga umeskemberloo jan, very informative and worth reading !