tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20185432286858416732024-03-05T20:02:46.782-08:00the world is my oyster and i always be hungrysono nata in new york ma eu adoro o mundo y siempre quiero viajar pasque j'aime savoire des outres cultures and everytime i come back, i get a little more outta life.misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-20677881382500546202012-10-22T21:50:00.001-07:002012-10-22T21:50:37.040-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTWsOCEIr3uXUn7iaUt1l2CPYFREkqlGtHcO5BbTU-2hpQbiWHXBYd9QvLKmE47cUDbwfDO-hCCzjjdaBrsz_QMx8IG87In_1WuWGUiceemaKkhjvCZvckeC0Yl1l-Jrk5YwXJvNIQHHI/s1600/rev+dice+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTWsOCEIr3uXUn7iaUt1l2CPYFREkqlGtHcO5BbTU-2hpQbiWHXBYd9QvLKmE47cUDbwfDO-hCCzjjdaBrsz_QMx8IG87In_1WuWGUiceemaKkhjvCZvckeC0Yl1l-Jrk5YwXJvNIQHHI/s320/rev+dice+1.png" width="320" /></a></div>
i decided i also want to include this picture to indicate this is where i am in life. and i sometimes say, how did i end up here? but that doesn't matter because however it happened, and i mostly know how, i'm glad it did. isulong! i'm experimenting with photo post blogging thing. :) yeah!misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-1615964749134465022012-10-22T21:46:00.000-07:002012-10-22T21:46:11.462-07:00it's still 2012! and i am figuring out how i got here!2012 is not quite over and i made it back on here. i said i wouldn't till next year and ha! here i am. that's all. since i don't really know how to weblog and don't really know what to say yet, or also i just need to get to bed cause i'm sick, i'll allow this entry to count. cause it does. and no one else decides here but me. :) finding my writing voice, dice.misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-60157131160368263752012-01-15T16:03:00.000-08:002012-01-15T16:05:02.950-08:00how did it end up 2012???i think this blog will end up being about how IRRegularly i post. so on that note, till next year! :)misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-85447615608581364582011-06-24T01:31:00.000-07:002011-06-24T01:35:16.233-07:00how did it end up 2011?i was on point with that see you next year bit on my last blog post hwa hwa. it's over a year now and i can definitely say that hella shit has happened since then. but it's all good, today i find myself drenched in sweat in dapa, my father's hometown on siargao island in surigao del sur, which can be found in mindanao, the southern grouping of islands in the philippines. sheesh that took a long time to describe. it's so hot. and how beautiful here. it's hard not to romanticize the idea of just poppin a squat here at my aunt's guesthouse and escaping to learn tagalog and my family's dialect surigaonon and learn to surf and swim in General Luna for awhile. but alas, my fil-am new yorker self is a realist as well. that would only last me so long. but all things deserve a chance i think!misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-80996357451572242782010-04-16T13:29:00.000-07:002010-04-16T13:34:07.793-07:00oh oh ohburst of inspiration! so quick and perhaps ephemeral. here it is, my momentary inspired moment is this:<br /><br />i had a great brunch with val today, where we discussed the malaise of undermotivation to do yo thang whatever it is. is it a dark place? mine doesn't feel dark- it's definitely nebulous, convoluted, mushy, covered in stuff... but perhaps i can attempt discipline here! i can blog away, every day, and post things and unclutter my brain on a blog that no one will read! brilliance, i say, brilliance!<br /><br />so there it is. a moment. and alas it has passed.<br /><br />see you next year!misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-12269212182876566702010-04-16T13:27:00.000-07:002010-04-16T13:28:37.379-07:00ha ha hai was invited to a blog today and realized uh, i haven't posted on mine. so here's a post. there we go. this one counts fo sho don't it?misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-78093455515509409852009-02-27T18:41:00.000-08:002012-01-15T16:11:08.786-08:00dang i missed january and so close to missing februaryi'm sitting here with a face mask on thinking, how do i let time pass me by? no post in january and shoot, another day and february would be gone. but let me explain. it's like this, work three jobs, have two roles under each, have lots of great friends and waste time online and presto, another day gone by. but it's all good, i could think of worse ways to spend one's time. i love the work i do. and i love the people in my life. and i love my home. and to boot, i can clean up pretty good too. so. all in all, time is passing in a good way and rather than it pass me by, i reckon i'm living every minute that passes. see you next month!misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-64060193314690086832008-12-14T15:23:00.000-08:002008-12-14T15:28:29.614-08:00the december post?so i guess this is what it's come down to. a monthly post. mostly because of all the hustlin' and flowin'. still learning to flow, it's sometimes chaos this life, but i gotta live it like it's golden. today i did a craft sale, and fortunately sold a buncha shit, but it's an interesting process to be workin' toward something instead of just going through the motions of it all. i have a hard time being all i wanna be over here. and i'm involved in so much it can get too busy. ugh. this is starting to look like some kinda crappy journal entry over here. i'm bloggin why again? i think i had something to say. i will keep at it till it becomes more of what i want and if for now that means some boring monthly posts, let it be. i will keep working at it, and keep doing it. that's all i'm learning these days. i gotta do. gotta do me.misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-50040114750660421732008-11-14T22:29:00.000-08:002008-11-14T22:32:17.849-08:00the november posttotally off day today is all i have to say. so much intensity in different parts of life i think my moons are colliding or something! but, alas, i've lived and learned enough to at least know that when it sucks it sucks and tomorrow is another day full of surprises. it's all good.misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-23501739357313682532008-10-20T23:25:00.001-07:002008-10-20T23:32:18.177-07:00ha that flowing time of the monthdon't mean to get all crimson tide but it's october... time for a post, my monthly post it seems... another month gone by and the economy's really in the shitter which means what for me? more hustlin' over here. collectin' them non-profit jobs while tryin' to make a profit. ain't that funny? but it's really all good, i cannot even express how great it is to be doing meaningful work. i truly have no complaints... ok, well maybe more profit in the non-profit sector, but really though, i care about what i do and that is more than what i can ask for. it's not that i didn't care about what i've done in the past- it would be unnatural for me to be "engaged" in things i don't care about. i guess what i mean more is that i <span style="font-weight: bold;">actively</span> care not just because i have a sick work ethic, but because what i'm working on truly matters to me on so many different personal and community building social levels. and that my friends, is success in my eyes and in my book. now if we could just make sure the crap economy doesn't cut funds that eventually leads to yet another layoff in the non-profit sector for me...misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-66462454483986930522008-09-16T09:43:00.000-07:002008-10-20T23:34:36.662-07:00flowing for sure32 is the new year and after hustlin' and hustlin' i'm flowin' along. still working the multi part time jobs but let me tell you- i value my freedom. part of my life is scheduling me, but knowing i dictate where i go and when is a beauteous thing. it's having options that i thrive on. and diversifying my entity is what gives me my luxe life. not for everyone, but letting me be. and i have no complaints right now. i just flow, till the next bridge i come to...misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-4815935550751839682008-08-26T13:26:00.000-07:002008-08-26T13:32:44.366-07:00i heart staycationing... hustling and flowing for myselfday three of four days of doing for me. "staycation" is such a silly word but brilliant too actually. see, i would probably normally call this puttering, but it's turned out to be just what i needed after a summer of double jobbing all over the place. so i'm tired, and have been tired but now i'm starting to feel refreshed as things either fall into place or are getting put into their places. so, tomorrow is one more day and then back to work, sort of. studio is almost there and brain is continuing to percolate ideas... chomping chomping chomping...misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-53378709272765619382008-08-19T19:04:00.000-07:002008-08-19T19:10:16.712-07:00the flow?where did the summer go? haven't gone to the beach once. lovely nyc and it's lovely beaches and not once. but alas, i spent the summer dipping brushes into lovely pots of beautiful colors to paint a mural that is sure to bedazzle the eyes for those that make it down to sunset park. it was no easy feat, but dear purple team co-queen aerin and i pulled it off. well almost... tomorrow will be the third attempt at finishing it, for real... friday we clear outta there and then the following friday the 29th will be the grand day of celebrating it in all its glory. hurrah to a productive summer!misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-29263875421409605302008-07-15T21:01:00.000-07:002008-07-15T21:04:59.829-07:00just the hustlethe flow is really just an afterthought at this point. all those wonderous travels and now it's back to the grind. i'm on day 15 of 20 days straight of work, but i can't complain as my work entails working with youth to paint a mural i am leading with a dear friend. not back breaking work, just a few long days that lead into a couple long nights of serving nice folks food and bevvies... on my feet all the time. ugh... what a whiney thing i am. but alas, my bed calls to my 16th day. four days closer to a day of rest (aka organize my home and clean up my built up messes...). that oyster, i'm still chomping on it...misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2018543228685841673.post-20106196122607523772008-04-28T12:43:00.000-07:002008-04-28T09:58:31.233-07:00the hustle and flowi'm leaving again in a little over two weeks. and i have a few pending projects and little steam to forge ahead. and so... what better thing to do than "blog"? it's like a need to just pour the noise outta me. when there's much to do, my inertia starts in bed. and sometimes i can do it, and make it down the hall but then i return. there's that productivity factor i have in me but can't seem to tap into. but damn, it always feels sooooooo goooooood... to close a door. finish a chapter. check it off the list. to just git 'er done... and yet here i am. staring at this screen, zapping away those precious little brain cells of energy, flattening my ass out... typing my way toward that inevitable headache. and why? well... it's rainy out for one. and... i'm afraid. i think that my test prints will come out lousy. so maybe if i don't do them... well i'll never know i guess. cut clip to the bigger picture, the greater metaphor. maybe if i don't give it a real shot i can hide in my cowardliness and never take that bite outta life. and never know how hard it is to be living the life i've wanted to live. cause what if it isn't what i want??? fuck i'm starting to sound like my least favorite director. neurotic. lost in my thoughts. not taking action when it offers the gratification i secretly desire.<br /><br />so. i've decided to get on that plane. and why? well... i always get that fresh perspective when i do. and this is why i am free. free as a boid.misscandicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04211915985642435986noreply@blogger.com0