I've been feeling uninspired recently. Since I graduated, I have been cooped up in my house doing nothing. So okay I've started giving my sister geometry lessons--for a fee!--but that's not very inspiring. I think that's partly why this blog has been so neglected. It's been a while since plant design ended so I no longer have that excuse, and a LOT has happened since the last time I wrote in so I do have material to write with.

I've just been lazy I think.

I've been so lazy that the simple act of uploading pictures has become such a chore; so sorry, those pictures from Cebu, graduation and the graduation bash will have to wait some more.

But something really inspired me today, and every time I think about it I just LOL.

I went to cheer my brother on in his soccer tournament.

The place was hot and humid, there was lots and lots of sweat, then it rained, which of course led to a lot of mud, and of course, everyone was STINKY.

All of which I hate, hate, hate. This is why I don't do sports, okay?

But there were TONS of kids. Smiling, laughing, tossing the ball around. But most importantly, they were having fun. So yea, lots of fuzzy feelings today. Which made me think that given the chance, I'd so end up as one of those soccer moms who drives around in an SUV.

Oh wait, I already have the SUV part covered.

via Fudge, Pretty Little World, Baila, Style Bible, and Drop-Snap.

This is my guess on how a fashion-conscious ParisianXJapanese girl would dress.

And also how I want to dress as of late. Only, you know, I'm not a heiress *cough*cough*AHEM*

Today I got stranded at the College of Science because my idiot of a sister took waaaaaaaaaaayyyyy too long getting off school. Hence, I was stuck waiting outside the building for almost an hour. Phuck.

There's always a bright side to these things though. And this one was, literally, BRIGHT.

Some time when I reached the half-hour mark, the sky became dark enough to warrant the security guard to think, "Oh, let's turn on the Christmas lights!"

And lo and behold, it was a pretty sight. Which, of course I wasn't able to take a picture of because my phone is broken—and even if it wasn't its camera sucks. Anyway, I'm telling you all this because the big tree in front of CS reminded me of this graphic (its part of a larger desktop wallpaper) I have in my computer:



If any of you happen to be in the area at the right time *ahem*_chimoms*ahem*, please do take a picture of the aforementioned tree. I'd love to do a side-by-side comparison.

Oh, wow. Again with the blogging semi-hiatus. Hi all, I'm still very much alive. The reason for my online absence was that last week I finally found something productive to do. I won't divulge right now what that is, but it'll be broadcasted soon enough and I don't want to ruin the surprise.

Today however, I'd like to introduce you to my "inspiration folder". Its the same concept as scrapbooking, only digitalized and much less time-consuming (I can just righ-click and save, yahu!). Here's a sample of what's inside:


I found this typographic poster via Smashing Magazine and I'm continually blown away by how amazing it is. It's simple yet artistic. It uses words and type as the source of aesthetic instead of bombarding the viewer with images. The message is multiplied to increase effectivity without being too overwhelming: the blueness of the color, the fluidity of the shapes, the characters "H" and "O", and of course, the words themselves. Ayelovit.
( WARNING: Huge graphics underneath )

Photo collage credits: IStockPhoto.com.
I'm looking forward to a better day than today because today doesn't seem to agree with me. At first I thought it was just my brother's fever going up again (after yoyo-ing for a couple of days now), but now that I only have about an hour before I lose to my self-challenge, I realize its not that. Or at least, its not just that.

I have a cloud over my head and I can't shake it off. No sugar high, no sleep, no books, no fancy breathing technique has worked. Its like I can't think for myself. I feel like my brain is being controlled from some faraway place and I am but a robot doing as I'm instructed. Its like I can function and do things as long as they're purely mechanical, but ask me to do critical thinking and I'll self-combust.

I can only look forward to sleep and hope that when I wake up this cloud has gone. I'm pretty sure some of you has felt this way before, what did you do?

(Also, am I the only one loving the new Spongebob episodes? This new season is just as hilarious as the original––ayelavit!)