So this is what happened to THAT LIST. I wasn't able to accomplish everything and some details are simply not meant to be published on this blog, but overall, I'm superrrr happy.
What an amazing, exciting ride! :)
Done, but "unbloggable", haha--
#3 - Contribute an entry to Thought Catalog or Post Secret.
#4 - Cook a special meal for a dear one.
#14 - Learn an 'exotic' dance…
Did not lose flabs, but had fun anyway!
I did this but totally forgot to record it!
#9 - Fly a kite! and #17 - Organize a picnic.
Because the cold weather caught up with me (and that, unfortunately is something beyond my control).
Signed up twice, and it was also cancelled twice because there weren't enough students, huhu.
Started working on it but decided against it in the end. Certain memories, (un)fortunately, are meant to be forgotten or remembered in other ways.
I couldn't make it to the schedules offered, whether in the Philippines or the US.
I couldn't think of a design that I'd like to keep on my body forever. At least not now.
Must dust oneself off and try again--
#19 - Record a song in a real studio...and shoot a crazy MTV of it with friends.
With all the moving I had to do, I failed to get access to a music studio. Better luck next time!
#28 - Work on my family tree project.
Never imagined bringing together everyone could be this challenging. Hope to do this in the next family reunion instead.
On to the next list! <3
Hard to believe, but I only have a week left before I hit the big 3-0, woohooo. Let the countdown begin! :)
To "celebrate" (haha, notice the slight hint of denial there), I visited the historical city of Munster with the usual suspects to see impressive churches, walk around the streets, and satiate our hunger at the Saturday market and the city's oldest inn. We also bumped into a couple of my classmates along the way; I say, big yay to "free" student travel tickets and wonderful weekends!
Since we had lots of time to kill before our train back to bochum, Brenda, Celia and I relaxed for a bit at Munster's Botanical Cardens. There wasn't much to see in there (uhhh, winter?), so my travel buddies decided to help me fulfill a task on my #30before30 list instead.
Disclaimer: except Eor maybe the 5 words that I know, I unfortunately DO NOT speak French, so this was particularly difficult for me (but that won't stop me from trying, lol... afterall, I come from a country where "karaoke" is a national sport, haha, and it's all about having fun!)
Et, voila! here's the result of my quick-and-dirty lesson with my *ehem* amazing French teachers on how to sing La Vie en Rose :)
Thanks Brenda for helping me out with the words (love my phonetic cheat sheet), and Celia, for guiding me with the practice tunes.
P.S. Sorry Mme Edith Piaf, I hope I didn't murder your song, but this (mis) adventure/challenge/opportunity to learn something new is just too precious to pass up!
Enjoy the rest of the weekend, lovelies. Here's to daring, trying, and having fun!
I didn't realize that some beads could get really expensive! On my way back to the Philippines, I was bent on finding special beads that we can use for this artistic experiment. I wasn't looking for anything too fancy, but I was hoping that I'd find something that was nice enough to not have knock-offs available in Quiapo (but I have to say, the stuff there are not only pretty cute, but much much cheaper too!)
I remember walking into a shop in Khan el-Kalili Bazaar in Egypt, eager to buy some of beads they had on display. When I asked for the price, the store owner said it was around P2,000, and in my ignorance, I asked him how many pieces I was going to get for that amount. He gave me a weirded-out look and explained that it was for ONE. small. glass bead. (Whuttt?!)
I left the store quicker than an Egyptian camel on steroids. Haha. :D
Luckily, I found an antique shop run by an old Egyptian man. It was more of a hole-in-the-wall store, but when I got in, it felt like walking into a movie set full of little trinkets and thingamabobs for sale. After seeing how I've been faffing around for a good few minutes, the owner showed me these traditional Nubian beads and ankh, the Egyptian symbol known as the "key of life". He excitedly told me about the stories and the relevance of each (not as a marketing ploy, no, it was like he didn't care if you bought anything from him or not).
This, of course, made the purchase more interesting. I knew right then that I had to get these pieces, but because I wasn't too confident about my haggling powers, I saved my last bid until the end. After naming my final price, the owner gave out a hearty laugh saying "You're Egyptian now!" (in terms of my price negotiation skills), shook my hand, thanked me for the transaction, and bade me "Salaam."
Success, yay! :)
But of course, Arlene had clear instructions---"Isa isa lang teh, ha" (don't wear the bracelet and the anklet at the same time). :D Noted with thanks, lol.
Here's how I attempted to "model" the final arm candies.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears
And love will not break your heart but dismiss your fears
Get over your hill and see what you find there
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair
I could only hope and pray that I came out stronger, wiser, and with a heart that remains hopeful, not hardened. :)
Whew. What an intense ride!
I must admit that among the things I included in my list, I thought this was gonna be among the most difficult to accomplish, haha.
But guess what? I managed to do it! I don't know the precise number of days, but I'm pretty sure that I was, at the very least, able to resist the temptation for a month.
But I'm going to come out clean about this. It wasn't because of 100% sheer determination that I successfully managed this; it was more because of the lack thereof. I don't have a rice cooker in my apartment in Dublin, and while cooking rice using a regular pot is something I can do---one of the few cooking techniques I've pseudo-mastered---I didn't have the motivation to hang around in the kitchen to monitor and make sure I wasn't burning my meal.
I was more interested in using precious hours to study, hang out with friends or talk to family, so I scouted for quick, easy, but healthy food. My solution? Eat a truckload of baked or steamed veggies (which only requires a couple of minutes) in place of rice. I felt great, and I even lost a few pounds in the process. PLUS! I managed to fit more comfortably in some of my clothes (an unintended but welcome result).
All of this came crashing down the moment I came back to the Philippines for a brief vacay. Just when I thought that I was already semi-immune to rice craving (lol), boom. Who was I kidding?! Rice pa nga!
And so the rest of the story is, well, a dead giveaway.
Looks like I'll have to spend the first few weeks of 2014 repenting and getting rid of the evidence of my overeating, haha. I hope that even though it will be winter when I arrive, I could still walk around to burn some fat in Dublin. Hihi.:D
Exercise + 30 Before 30 Item 11, Ver 2.0? Bring it on! :D
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