Daily Prompt: Flawed

Wow I honestly didn’t know where to start with this prompt… I’d like to think that I’m a good person but well… I’m a little complicated… What I mean is that when I’m good, I’m really good… and when I’m bad, I can be your worst nightmare.

I have plenty of negative traits. I’m very jealous and possessive when it comes to relationships. I’m extremely paranoid. I blame my over-active imagination for that. I’m very impatient… You can’t — you DO NOT ask me to wait. I’m not a very good team-player. I really just don’t like working in groups. Back in school, I remember a play where I ended up as the writer, the director, the props chairman and played the lead role. I have this insane need to do some things perfectly. Put me in the position and I’d tend to boss people around. My friends in college all said that I shocked them when we started making our group thesis; it’s like I turned into a completely different person and they all got scared of me. I ended up making the whole damn thing on my own and telling them to sit quietly during the oral defense. When things don’t go my way, I throw a goddamn fit.

But what the hell is so wrong about all these?

So I have a lot of flaws… but it’s where I draw my positive features from. Jealous, yes, but I love like crazy! I fall in love and that person don’t stand a goddamn chance. I’d do anything, give anything and ask for nothing. Just their love and loyalty. So I’m paranoid. But I NEED that kind of imagination. Otherwise, i lose my ability to create and see things differently. I’m impatient, yes, but can’t you see, that’s what pushes me to seize the day — to see, touch, taste everything that I want, when I want it. I don’t wanna wait ’til tomorrow to try out a new idea and see if it works. I don’t wanna go to bed yet coz I wanna answer this prompt right now. What’s so wrong with that? So I work best on my own. But is independence a trait that must be frowned upon? No, right? And like that school play and that thesis, I’m proud to say, on my own, I produce goddamn good results. So what’s so wrong about that? Perhaps I lack understanding and maybe I’m a little too selfish to think that things can always go my way… but you know what, most of the time they do. ‘coz that little flaw right there, it’s the force that pushes me to endure and persevere until I get what I want. So really, what’s so wrong about that?

Besides, if I was THAT bad then why do people still like being around me… right? right? ^^

My nanny once told me “Child, you’re too smart for your own good. You can murder someone and explain your way out of it.” IDK… maybe my biggest flaw is that I’m such a cocky little bitch who’d never stop until she has proven that she’s right. ^^

“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”

― Marilyn Monroe

PS. those friends are still my friends. why? cos apart from the fact that we got a freakin A+, the thing is, like everyone, I’M SO MUCH MORE THAN MY FLAWS ^^

What is your worst quality?

Daily Prompt: Circle of Five

which five people would you like to spend your time with?

1) Marie Antoinette, Queen of France – “Pardonnez-moi, monsieur.” (to her executioner)
2) Coco Chanel – “As soon as you set foot on a yacht you belong to some man, not to yourself, and you die of boredom.”
3) Audrey Hepburn – “I don’t want to be alone, I want to be left alone.”
4) Marilyn Monroe – “Do I look happy? I should—for I was a child nobody wanted. A lonely girl with a dream—who awakened to find that dream come true. I am Marilyn Monroe. Read my Cinderella story.”
5) Blair Waldorf – “Haven’t you heard? I’m the crazy bitch around here.”

We’d talk about fashion and dresses… We’d talk about men — but only the significant ones like Truman Capote and Harry Winston. Yes, I believe diamonds will be discussed! I’d want to learn as much as I can from these women. I’d absorb everything like a sponge… If their beauty, grace and charm are somehow contagious, I so wanna catch it! I’ll take any advice that these women can give me.

After a while we’ll be talking about sordid scandals and affairs. We’d talk about the Queen’s sensual escapades — if they were true, about Coco Chanel’s time as Balsan’s mistress, and Blair, how is The Chuck Bass in bed??? ^^

Then we’ll talk about being misjudged and misunderstood. About their pains of being constantly scrutinized by the public eye and the pressure of having to meet everyone’s expectations.

And just before they disappear, I wanna hear it…. the truth. I wanna hear their side of the story. And if they’d let me, I shall write myself into exhaustion until I am able to tell the world of their untold stories.

Yes I have shamelessly copy pasted parts of my old post Virtual Dinner Party. check it out if you want a more detailed description of how I intend to welcome my 5 guests. ^^

So I’d rather be around people who are either dead or fictional. I wonder what that says about me…

Daily Prompt: Mix Tape

Today’s Daily Prompt have need for very few words. My choice of music is a little…well.. mixed. Ready for a short journey through my life? ^^ Happy listening 🙂

here’s my idol ^^ i sang and danced to her songs at a really early age… like in the talent portions of kindergarten and preschool beauty pageants lol

i grew up just lovin’ aerosmith.. i was the only kid in my class who listened to their songs.. sigh.. i’ll always remember that time when the teachers ask one student per day to sing a song in front of everyone… (but they already sang all the Disney songs!) and i’ve only memorized this and Creep by radiohead. can you imagine their faces? ^^

PAUSE. In high school, I did also listen to boy bands. Let’s skip that part and fast forward. I’m writing this down as the DARK AGES.

for every failed relationship…

In College and even after, it was mostly party music. ^^ I got a feeling that tonight’s gonna be a goodnight…Down down down…Just get back up when you’re tumblin’ down…Love love love ^^

a song for boyfie…this will never get old. much like my love for you ^^

this song always makes me feel good about life!

and for some reason i always find myself humming to this song in the car when it’s summer and i’m on vacation with my family..

and what would my playlist be without stevie nicks? looking back, i’ve gotten through some really pretty tough times..


and another (pretty cool) blogger crislooknwalk already posted this next vid but hey, i love this song ^^ it’s perfect for me now. so i wanna end my post with this ^^

xo kz

Put together a a musical playlist of songs that describe your life, including what you hope your future entails.

Daily Prompt: My Hero!

I should’ve listened to Homer… He’s been giving me good advice for years!

No, not the poet! I meant Homer Simpson. ^^ Yeah I know what you’re thinking… Homer’s a dumb ass. But every once in a blue moon he’d come up with a good idea… and when he does, it’s no less than sheer genius! I honestly don’t know how people could make it through life without humor. The Simpsons have gotten me through pretty tough times from my teenage years to early adulthood. I look and Homer and think man, if that birdbrain can make it to that age, have a happy family, raise a couple of kids, then so can I! ^^ But seriously, some of Homer’s advice I took… some I didn’t..

Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It’s what separates us from the animals! Except the weasel.
– Homer
Fight or Flight. It’s there for a reason. In my life I’ve learned that you don’t always have to be so brave… Just because you ran away, doesn’t make you a coward. And sometimes, to NOT stay and fight is one of the bravest things you could ever do. There really is no point in sticking to a commitment or a promise even after you’ve sensed that it’s not gonna be good for you. I’ve been there… sticking around because “I promised” or “gave my word”, only to end up hurting myself and others.

I’m not a bad guy! I work hard, and I love my kids. So why should I spend half my Sunday hearing about how I’m going to Hell?– Homer
Should’ve focused less on being religious and more on being a good person. See my post here

I want to share something with you: The three little sentences that will get you through life. Number 1: Cover for me. Number 2: Oh, good idea, Boss! Number 3: It was like that when I got here.– Homer
I’ve done the first one and the third one. Haven’t we all? No? Liars. But the second one… tsk3… I SHOULD’VE LISTENED TO HOMER. Trust me guys, it doesn’t matter whether you think that your boss has a pickle for a brain. The fact is he’s on the other side of the desk, the one with the more plush comfy chair… Sure he’s an idiot but that doesn’t mean you have to rub it in his face. Now if you can’t stomach having a buffoon for a boss, then gather the balls to be your own boss. But until then… well.. master the art of giving him the finger in the safety of your own mind. 🙂

That’s it! You people have stood in my way long enough. I’m going to clown college!– Homer
Shouldn’t have listened to my father and everyone else… Should’ve just embraced my creativity, picked out the course that I wanted then came back to force it down their throats… See my post here

Your lives are in the hands of men no smarter than you or I, many of them incompetent boobs. I know this because I worked alongside them, gone bowling with them, watched them pass me over for promotions time and again. And I say… This stinks!- Homer
Like I said, just because they’re on the other side of the desk doesn’t mean that they know better than you. You’re responsible for looking after yourself. As far as your health, safety and happiness is concerned, listen more to yourself than to what others are saying. While it’s ok to hear out what others have to say, be smart enough to do your own research and learn things yourself. Practice it in your everyday life. Don’t believe everything you see on TV. After all, everybody’s out to make money; don’t be so foolish as to believe that companies really give a damn about your health and happiness… coz most of them don’t. You want the good life? Figure it out for yourself.

Marge, it takes two to lie. One to lie and one to listen.– Homer
When I love someone, I tend to force myself to believe every word that they say. Which was not very smart of me. People lie. It’s a fact. So let them. Just don’t lie to yourself just so you can keep being with them. I’ve done this to myself so many times. Gahh should’ve listened to Homer.

Well, crying isn’t gonna bring him back…unless your tears smell like dog food. So you can either sit there crying and eating can after can of dog food until your tears smell enough like dog food to make your dog come back or you can go out there and find your dog.– Homer
Take it from me. Years of putting people up in pedestals only to have them disappoint me and break my heart. Nobody’s perfect and you can’t be too selfish or naïve to even expect them to be. You can’t keep playing the part of the damsel in distress and just wait for a hero to save the day. If you want something done, then for the love of God, do it yourself already! Fight your own battles as you can’t expect another to do them for you. As for others, well, just take them as they are. Look at Homer; he’s not the sharpest tool in the shed but every once in a while, he does surprise me. Sure his help came a little too late most of the time – or all the time — but it made me realize all the more that you can’t rely on others to pull you out of life’s sticky situations.

So stop looking for heroes and just learn to see others as what they are… human, flawed and just like you, still trying to figure out how to go through life unscathed. And who knows, they just might surprise you.

I can’t believe it! Reading and writing actually paid off!– Homer
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Xo
kz ^^

Tell us about your hero.

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Daily Prompt: Childhood Revisited

I remember getting my head stuck between the stair steps…

I just wanted to take a look at Lolo (term for grandpa)… My grandfather, may he rest in peace, was very much respected — and at times, feared by employees and his children as well. Me and my brother always felt shy whenever we’re around him. I was scared of my father… my father was scared of him.. oh well, then, I was scared of him. But now I remember, he was always reaching out to us — the mighty businessman would get up from behind his desk… didn’t mind looking silly around his grandchildren as he unwrapped the presents that he brought for us from his trips to the U.S. (Batman, Barbie and Ninja turtles and plenty of chocolates!) Anyway, I was pretty curious about him so one December night, while we were staying for Christmas in their house in Manila, I snuck out of my room and stuck my head in between the steps to see what he was doing… My head got caught. I guess I started crying and before I knew it Lolo was trying to pull my head off the stairs. ><

I remember a few other mishaps that my curiosity has lead me to… Like the round glass table top in my grandma’s (mother’s side) living room falling on top me; I was trapped and I prolly cried in the end coz I remember a couple of men (my uncles maybe) lifting the table top off me……..etc……oh yes there were many more.lol

Oh well I was a curious child and it’s a trait that I carry even today. Anyway, that memory stuck with me for 3 reasons:

1) Though it may not be my first memory, it’s a memory that wasn’t triggered by photos or stories so I know it’s somehow important to me. I’m also very sure that it actually happened and is not just a product of my over-active imagination.( Like that time I saw a lizard that had the face of a cow on the wall when the clock struck one. I’m still torn, maybe that did happen…)

2) Believe it or not, those were memories of happier days. My father was abusive towards my mom and for a while, they lived apart. He never raised a hand to hurt me and provided well but I rarely saw him and I was a pretty smart kid so I knew what was going on. Perhaps my earliest memories were being terrified of him but learning to smile when he’s around, pretend like I’m a child and act like I’m not afraid… but well… I’d rather not remember those days…

3) It’s December… so that memory with me and the stairs and Lolo just came flooding back. I miss him. I wish I’d gotten to know him better. I wish he stuck around a little bit longer…. I wish I hadn’t seen him one day slumped on those very same stairs from the stroke that lead to his death. I was wondering why he was sleeping on the staircase 😦

Well, now that I’ve made your Christmases a little sadder, maybe my pic will make you smile at least? Yes? No? whatever, I’m still posting it. ^^

What is your earliest memory? Describe it in detail, and tell us why you think that experience was the one to stick with you.

my hair was long.. looks short here lol they tied it at the back^^

Daily Prompt: In Loving Memory

Once upon a time
In a faraway land
There lived a princess
Who loved the sea and sand
She kissed many frogs
And a few snakes too
‘Til she found her Prince Charming
And her dragons they slew
Yes her dreams came true
No more playing pretend
She lived happily ever after
‘Til the end.

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Daily Prompt: Hobson’s Choice

If you had to choose between being able to write a blog (but not read others’) and being able to read others’ blogs (but not write your own), which would you pick? Why?

Hobson’s what?

So I haven’t even heard of the term “Hobson’s choice” ‘til tonight. So kill me. The first thing that popped into my mind when I read the name Hobson was Arthur’s butler. What, don’t tell me you’ve never seen the film!! And no, I’m not talking about the Russell Brand remake! I mean the original film with Liza Minnelli in 1981. I may not have even been conceived yet when that movie was released but hey, I love oldies! I didn’t care much for Dudley Moore’s performance as Arthur Bach – I mean, gawd, all he had to do was play a spoiled richy bitchy alcoholic but he ended up snickering his way from the beginning of the film to the end. I didn’t even understand half of what the man was saying! But Hobson — now, THAT’s a character! John Gielgud played the role of the father-like yet snobbish valet to perfection! He won an Academy Award for it, FYI. He had the wittiest lines that cracked me up like crazy and I’d hang on to his every word. ^^ Oooohh and I LOVE the theme song!! You know, that old song ( Christopher Cross) that goes like …

When you get caught between the moon and New York City
I know it’s crazy but it’s true
If you get caught between the moon and New York City
The best that you can do (the best that you can do)
The best that you can do is fall in love ❤

Ummm… I just spent a couple of minutes writing about something that you may or may not give a damn about and had the nerve to publish it. I guess that pretty much answers the question. 🙂

I just wanna write. No matter what the cost.

Why? I dunno.. Maybe because I’m a self-centered little bitch?

Deal with it. ^^

PS they changed the title to Daily Prompt: Morton’s Fork — another term that I knew nothing about until I Googled it. I would’ve posted ’bout either Morton’s neuralgia or the salt. ^^

*photos taken from the internet

Weekly Writing Challenge: Shift Your Perspective

“Islands!” Karyl screamed out loud, almost knocking over her Sex on the Beach. As if to emphasize her point, she shrugged off her burnt orange ethnic-printed sarong to reveal freshly tanned skin. “Sexy sells,” she said in her usual bubbly manner, “and there’s nothing quite sexier than sun and sand!”.

Zshamaine rolled her eyes and in an elegant fashion, sipped her Blueberry Vodka; her YSL cuff glinted as it caught the neon lights. “Please,” she said “Fashion blogs are the in-thing . Do you have any idea how many women gather inspiration from style bloggers? The average woman thinks about fashion a little less than a hundred times per day!”, she exclaimed almost too loudly, abruptly crossing her legs and drawing attention to her sky-high fuck-me MIUMIU’s.

“Are you serious?!,” Kaye blurted out with an incredulous look on her face. “You do realize you’d be limiting your blog to a strictly female audience. Why not blog about food and health? You know a handful of recipes and you can still keep learning… Not only will your blog gain more readers, you’d also be helping others achieve a healthier lifestyle.” With that, she triumphantly gulped down a mouthful of her fresh banana shake.

“Oh and you think teaching women how to dress well isn’t helping?!!,” Zshamaine attacked, crushing Kaye’s fleeting sense of triumph. “A life without fashion – it’s nothing! You only live once, so why spend your life wearing drab outfits and place a limit on your imagination? Women should be able to freely express themselves through clothing and at the same time learn how to feel good about themselves. In this time, in this economy, more than ever, people need creativity! We..”

“Ok girl, I seriously think you had a liiiittle too much to drink.”, KZ interjected. “Writing… now THAT’s art! Fresh fiction, poetry… Your blog should be a venue for your imagination. It’s meant to be a space where you can let your hair down and explore your depth and watch in wonderment as your imagination stretches and your talent grows and…”

“Wow someone’s getting a little too full of herself!,” Karyl interrupted rather rudely, “If you want your imagination to “grow”, then for the love of God, see the world! Travel! Don’t just dream of places… Go places!”

KZ downed the last few drops of her Screaming Orgasm and ignored Karyl. Damnit, why is this glass so damn small, she thought. “Sweetie, it’s because there are places that your mind can reach that your feet couldn’t.”

“Travel!”

“Fashion!”

“Food!”

“Fiction!”

The bartender tried in vain to break up the nasty catfight. “One at a time, bitches,” he said, “One at a time.”

One at a time.

I woke up with a hangover the size of the whole damn island. Three different cocktails and banana shakes… What the hell was I thinking? I reached for my laptop, checked my blog and smiled happily knowing that all four bitches are getting along quite well in one place. There. That oughta shut ‘em up. 🙂

Screw the stats. Write about anything and everything you want. ^^

xo -kz

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Daily Prompt: Hindsight

Now that you’ve got some blogging experience under your belt, re-write your very first post.

10/ 18 / 2012

i have absolutely no idea why i have chosen today of all days to create a blog. i have a ton of other things to do including cramming for an upcoming exam! i work as a freelance writer and for some reason people expect me to have a blog. i’m tired of saying “i don’t have one.” and a part of me thinks that i should somehow be embarrassed.haha i knew i had to make one.. if only for the food porn myself. anyway, i’ve been meaning to make one… it’s just that i’m too lazy busy to actually create a post that’s outside of my head. usually the best i can do is to just post some witty status update on Facebook :p i have no delusions of grandeur and i certainly don’t have a comment on everything. matter of fact, i don’t even know what i’m gonna blog about.. fashion? food? beauty? travel? i could only hope that any of my future posts would be just a wee bit helpful or amusing to anyone 😉 guess i gotta stop here and start checking out how this thing works. xo Kz

12/ 03/ 2012

I still have absolutely no idea why I have chosen that day of all days to create a blog… but I’m glad I started. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known any of your blogs… your art… your photos… and the stories behind them. I really had no clue on what I’ve been missing. 🙂

Just took my exams… and a little vacay. I think I got it in the bag! ^^

In my part time work as a ghost writer, I don’t get much opportunity to write freely & creatively. This blog has given me that and more. Still no one that I know knows that I’ve started a blog. I’m kinda glad. Since I’ve been sharing TMI. lol ^^ Afterburn couldn’t have said it better, “blogging is the facebook for intellectuals.” or something. ^^

I take back what I said. I DO have delusions of grandeur. And I DO have something to say about everything. lol I mean have you seen the number of my posts??? ^^

I know now what I wanna write about… I wanna write about all things that I believe in… beauty, fashion, travel, good food, fresh fiction, poetry, and love.

I’m grateful that you’ve found my blog amusing and sometimes even inspiring. 🙂 In fact, I’m just thankful that you even drop by to read my posts. I only planned on blogging for myself… ’til I realized that blogging for BOTH myself AND you guys is much more fun. ^^

After 45(?) days of blogging, I now know that I can pretty much just find everything on WordPress support 😉

xo- kz

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Daily Prompt: “An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse.”

An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse
A gazillion bazillion bucks.
My nanny always told me
“being poor sucks”.
You’d have to worry about house
If you’re as poor as a mouse.
“I hope”, said my nanny,
“You’d grow up to be pretty,
So that someday,
A gazillionaire you’d marry.”
As a response, I suppose
I just wrinkled my nose.
Heaven’s sake, I was only six!
Didn’t care if I lived
In a house made of sticks.
So I told my nanny,
Fine, I’ll just ask daddy
For a house and some money
Coz there’s no arguing
I’m marrying
A guy that looks like prince charming!
Nanny – rest her soul – might think
I’m not so clever
But an offer I couldn’t refuse
Is a happily ever after. ^^

-kz

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Daily Prompt: Race the Clock
Here’s the title of your post: “An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse.”

Set a timer for ten minutes, and write it. Go!