More than Paris

I’d like to believe that Paris is the love of my life. I’ve dreamed of going to the city of lights ever since I was young (16). Every time I would see a picture of Paris, I would stare at it and would imagine myself inside it. It’s crazy, I know. But I also know deep in my heart that it’s not the most important thing in the world. More than anything else, I want to fall in love. Not just fall in love. I want to be crazy in love with someone. I want to meet the man of my dreams and make him fall in love with me. I want to find my one true love and keep it forever. I want to do romantic things with him and then start a family when we are ready for it. It’s all that truly matters. Maybe my love for Paris will never be requited but I won’t get heartbroken as long as the man beside me finds time to listen to my nonsense stories. In reality, I know this Parisian dream may never happen and it will be okay as long as he is interested about my ambitions and aspirations. If there is anything more important than Paris, that would be him.

 

With love from Paris

dear God, Paris is waiting for me!

Hello from Manila!

Today is my blog’s first year anniversary. I don’t really celebrate blog anniversaries but this one’s very close to my heart.

Love is Paris is the first step to achieving my most beautiful dream and this is what sets it apart from my other blogs.

I think it’s quite normal for people to have lots and lots of dreams. Most of which are inspired by friends, family, famous personalities and sometimes, even strangers. But we need to have a personal dream. Something that we didn’t get from other people. You know, a dream that you can call yours. Nobody inspired you to aim for it. It just happened.

This is what I feel for Paris, it’s between me and God.

Well, I don’t know which is bigger. My dream of becoming a writer or my dream of traveling to Paris in the future? Some days, I feel that God will help me achieve both dreams. Other days, I feel that God has a more beautiful dream for me. Something that may be different from the plans I made but definitely more amazing and more exciting.

Sometimes, I’d like to believe that I’ve already achieved the first because I’m writing for a living. But being a content provider does not mean that I am a writer in its true definition. I’m a writer but I’m not a writer writer. LOL. While I was reading Lolita, I had doubts if I can create a book as amazing as that. Maybe I can’t :( But hey, I’m happy being a blogger. Publishing a book is going to be a super bonus but for me blogging is already fulfilling.

About Paris, gosh, I have no means to make this happen. But hey, look at the photos! At least my name has already arrived the City of Love. I was literally jumping for joy when I received the images. They’re so beautiful. I’m sure you all agree. I can just imagine how squeaky clean those streets are. I think they are cleaner than my own room. LOL. You should see the pictures in their original size.

So all that is missing is my physical body because my heart, my soul, and my name are already there. I’m a Parisian by heart. I should have been born a French lady. Maybe in my next life time. But I’m a Catholic Christian. So there is no next life! There is, but that will be in heaven (or in hell?). I don’t believe in reincarnation. So it has to happen during this lifetime. I’ve got to go to France because Paris is waiting for me.

Happy first anniversary Love is Paris!

My name in Paris, France

 

Bloggers visit Japan for free

Are you an influential blogger or a famous internet personality who dreams of visiting Japan? This may be your chance to see the amazing cherry blossoms and the futuristic city of Tokyo for free! According to Yahoo News, the Japan Tourism Agency (JTA) has proposed a 10,000 FREE round trip tickets campaign to encourage more tourists to travel to Japan.

After the disastrous events that took place in their country – earthquake, tsunami, and radiation fears – the number of foreign visitors was cut in half and the strong currency of Japanese Yen did not help the situation. Now, in a desperate attempt to attract tourists back to a land threatened by a nuclear disaster, JTA plans to create a website where interested bloggers can send their application for free plane tickets.

Applicants will have to write the details of their travel plan and explain what they expect to get from the trip. Chosen candidates will be given free airplane tickets but they will have to pay for their meals, hotel accommodation, and they must have their own pocket money for the journey.

What’s the catch?

Successful applicants will be required to write a review about their adventures and pleasant experiences in Japan and post it on their blogs and other social media sites. Of course, the review must be written in a positive tone and should give an impression that Japan is a great place to visit. It was not mentioned in the report but I supposed they will also require bloggers to upload pictures of the wonderful tourist spots in the Land of the Rising Sun.

As of this writing, a request for one billion yen to fund the campaign has been submitted to law makers and once approved, would-be visitors may start signing up on April, 2012. Well, if you are a blogger and you want to participate in this campaign, consider to work on your traffic and online visibility as early as now. The agency is looking for highly-influential bloggers who can help them spread the word that Japan is still a safe country to visit.

So the bottom line is you have to be an I.N.F.L.U.E.N.T.I.AL. blogger to be chosen. There would be 10,000 slots available. How many influential bloggers are there in the internet? I think they are targeting for American and European bloggers who have the money. You have to pay for everything else, remember? But who knows? You might just get lucky :P

Summer kisses

It’s been raining hard these past few days and all the while, all I can think of is summer. Not that I hate rainy days. It’s just that when it’s raining, it seems that more people are grumpy :) But it’s really amazing how a lot of women still manage to look awesome even if the sun is unfriendly. I have this former schoolmate in college. She’s like a star. She’s got hundreds of friends and thousands of pictures in Facebook. In her latest FB profile picture, she is wearing a white cashmere sweater, black leggings and a pair of black boots. So chick.

Speaking of boots, I have never owned a pair ever. I’ve never considered owning one because guess what? There is no fall season here in Manila. Haha. My reason is shallow. Of course, anyone can wear boots anywhere and anytime. I just have this impression that boots do not spell comfort specially in a tropical country. I prefer flats and slippers because these are wearable even if it’s rainy or sunshiny. I think boots are only fab when worn by other girls but not me. Besides, I have beautiful small feet and friends like to see me wearing heels :D They think it’s sexy.

You know what I don’t like about rainy season? It’s the time of the year when all I want to do is eat and sleep. I’m happy to know that I’ve already earned $1k in Odesk (according to Ms. Vienna) and that should inspire me to work harder. I really really want to do all the tasks assigned to me but for some reason, I’m struggling. I love writing. But I just couldn’t write these past few weeks. The bosses are already complaining for the missed deadlines and I want to save my face. I want to perform better but somehow I couldn’t find the inspiration to write like mad again.

Maybe I should bribe myself. Can you believe that? I have to give my lazy self a bribe just to finish my tasks and duties! So, tomorrow I am going to buy a pair of Havaianas. My mother said it’s not worth the money and I’m also not completely sure if I would like to spend a fortune for a pair of ordinary-looking slippers. Friends said it’s worth it because the rubber is kinda special, something that will not wear out easily. Then my best friend, M, told me it’s not a good value for my money. There are lots of cheaper and prettier footwear in the public market. I don’t know. I’ll let you know once I’ve decided. But for now, I gotta stop wishing for summer and start writing.

Reading Pocketbooks

The thing I like most about pocketbooks is that they are generally short and easy to read. I used to be crazy about them. There was even a time (high school days) when buying a copy of My Precious Heart is a priority more than eating meals during break time. After a whole week of  saving up all my money and being starved to death, I’d immediately drop by National Bookstore to buy a series of pocketbooks.

I’m talking about Tagalog pocketbooks. The ones which are very popular in the secondary school where I came from. Sweet Valley High, Hardy Boys and Goose Bumps are also popular but those are kind of expensive for a regular student like me. I can’t afford them. Some of my classmates are generous enough to lend their books but there was a long line up of borrowers like it would take an entire school year before I could lay my hands on the book. LOL.

Anyway, I have a favorite author. Her name is Hilda Olvidado. She writes from the heart and I really like the way she narrates her story. Two years ago, I saw her name on TV so I think she’s really talented. Maybe the bosses promoted her from pocketbook author to soap opera writer. Anyway, there is another author and though I’ve already forgotten the name, her story is unforgettable. It’s about a girl from the province who went to the city to apply for a job.  Since it’s very difficult to get a work in Manila, she decided to search for jobs in a maid service directory.

She was hired as a baby sitter. Same old story. It’s nothing original. The baby’s mother died during childbirth so the father, being officially single again, fell in love with her. As I’ve said the plot is not unique but it was how the writer narrated the story that captured my interest.

I have a little secret. In high school, I planned to author a pocketbook because I was too silly to think that it’s a simple job.  When I tried to write the first chapter, it turned out to be the most disastrous activity that I ever planned. The characters are vague and the narration is unclear so I decided I wasn’t cut out for that. Then a few months after that, one of my classmates was very proud to present to us her very own pocketbook. She wrote it and everyone was so amazed :)