Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Date A Girl Who Reads by Rosemarie Urquico

Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.

(In Response to Charles Warnke’s You Should Date An Illiterate Girl.)

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Desktop wallpapers.

Now that I'm back into a routine, I've allocated some time to spend here, so hopefully, you'll be seeing more posts.

If you know me, you'll know that I have a pet peeve for organising. Lists, boxes for things and my many programmes and folders and files on my desktop. So I love a simple desktop design that gives me lots of space but is so much fun as well.






Head to Simple Desktops for more! :)

Friday, November 12, 2010

Hot and humid.

I'm back in SG and am already missing life in Aussie. I'm occupying myself with unpacking, meeting up with friends, Christmas preparations and searching for room decor ideas and a job. I'm loving this jewellery storage idea by Martha Stewart.

Now if only I can get my hands on some vintage china cups and saucers on etsy.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Are we there yet?


It's odd how much one can collect in a mere three-month stay in Australia. Brochures on places I've visited, receipts (did I buy that many things??), beer and wine bottle caps. I'm bringing the whole lot home. So even though I've thrown out my track shoes (they finally gave way during my trek to the waterfalls), my 273 pieces of baggage will definitely be over the weight limit.

Speaking of weights. Most of the clothes I brought here have miraculously shrank in the wash! Or... No, could it be I put on weight? Tsk, too much good food and too little exercise. No, no. Tsk, the washing machines here.

Spent the last week re-visiting places in Adelaide, taking photos like a real tourist, packing and forcing Zy to play scrabble. I'm going to miss all these.

See you back in the haze.

P.S. Has it gotten better?

{Wearing Mng dress, Mng cardi, vintage scrabble tile brooch}

Monday, October 25, 2010

Last weekend in Adelaide.

Hello you, how was your weekend? :)

I had a lovely time getting my portrait drawn by an art student on Rundle Street. He was a lovely young chap, drawing portraits for free. Well, technically, for a donation of any amount. I wanted to take a photo with him, but he seemed like the shy sort.

Doesn't quite look like me, I must say. Gasp! I have one eye bigger than the other!



I also headed down for a walk along Torrens River with Zy. It's where the guys do their weekly run. On the weekends, it's crowded with runners, cyclists, families having walks and couples lying on the grass. I'll miss this spot in the city when I head back to Singapore.

Zy having fun with the swans.

{Wearing Mng blouse, Mng pants, Mulberry belt, H&M flats}