My mom is totally crazy over Amanda Seyfried in Mamma Mia that she watched countless times (think every single day!) and I think I have the script memorized. Well, at least she got over her Pride and Prejudice phrase which was my all time most romantic movie/story ever but I got too bored after she watched it every day for 6 months and where she had a girl-crush on Keira Knightley. I still think it is my all time most romantic movie/story but I don't think it as captivating as I used to.

So crazy in fact that my mom asked my sister to find more information about Amanda (My mom's totally clueless with the internet) which leads her to this song 'Little House'. Now, we never watch the movie 'Dear John' yet because I don't like the story, romantic or not. But the song inspired an all together different reaction. My mom, sis and I loved it. After listening to it, I now know the actual meaning of 'hauntingly beautiful'. This effect increases tenfold when you listen to it with earphones.





I am not Picasso but I am trying to improve my skills with constantly drawing at my sketch book. They are not for public view just yet so I am not posting any here. Anyway, those above are my doodles for a class. She gave us a paper with a random shape and asked us to fill it out. We did but according to my lecturer, my whole class don't know how to doodle. We drew something of a 'story'... I can't remember what she said exactly but it went along that lines. Then she went on to explain that doodling is done without thinking and at random. Well, my previous doodle (not pictured here coz I erased it and did a new one above) was pretty random. I drew pictures of an airplane on fire with smoke in the sky while a mermaid was eating popcorn like it was some action movie and an astronaut trying to reach his/her floating martini glass that he/she lost grip of etc etc. But I am not sadistic! It just came into my mind so I went along with it.




Caught this totally spontaneous picture while Jerry was attending to his pancit tyre. I was on my way to the LRT to meet *him* when this dude called me over, asked me where the Shell station is and ordered me to come along. One of the many hassles of owning a car. And they asked me why I don't want to get a driving license.