A few years back, we used to hang out a lot in this Makati Ave. bar that didn't have chairs. You sat down on the floor with your shoes off. They played a little house, some chillout and ambient. They served wine, beer and the whole lot of the North Park Menu. One of those night-outs when we tried to forget all the grinding pressures of our jobs, she took out a band aid - one of those mediplast ones you used tape your skin with when you had bruises after playing Black 1, 2, 3. She took a pen out and wrote an inscription at the back of the band aid, 'For you I'll bleed myself dry.' And in our minds, Coldplay's guitar chorus riffs made a blissful sonic blast, love bubbling up all over, with Chris Martin's voice almost weeping we were just so happy.
Reduced to wordlessness, he then confirmed then and there: this is the girl I'm going to marry.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
1528 Florence in the eyes of a 14 year old
(Teenage angst/adventurism and coming of age in Sarah Dunant's Birth of Venus.)
It feels less different from what’s happening in 2008. The language is modern-sounding which makes you envisage the face of the characters, the story and the setting better. It’s just almost unbelievable that this could have been written this way in 2008.
It feels less different from what’s happening in 2008. The language is modern-sounding which makes you envisage the face of the characters, the story and the setting better. It’s just almost unbelievable that this could have been written this way in 2008.
