Friday, July 30, 2010

oooh rain.

Pano ka naman makakalabas in this weather? It's so cold and gloomy and peaceful. I'd stay in bed all day if it won't ruin my attempts to have a normal person bio clock. Even if the road's are now wet and there's a high chance of flooding in my street, the rain's still much better from hell-weather summer.

I need a new book. Nothing too light or too dramatic.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

the homebody

Pity, I don't get to go out today. I had my nails painted plum last Sunday, and the only one who gets to see it is me. Sniff. And when I chipped a nail, I really freaked out. I think I got mad at myself for a while because of the chip.

That's how steady my life is right now, I get crazy over the tiniest things. The highest point of my week is actually learning to tie my hair in a pony tail! Haha, it's a big deal people. This is the first time in my life I've accepted how I look like with my hair tied.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Preparing for work!

So, I spent the day working on my Flash Website portfolio.

(btw, a flash website portfolio is different from your typical html-css portfolio. its around 77 times more complicated.)

Well, maybe it wont work.. yet.

Friday, July 23, 2010


Tuesday, July 20, 2010

i fixed my brow, but ended up turning my full brows into wonderful arch with bald spots on both sides!! IT'LL TAKE A MONTH TO GROW THIS. But I like the arch though. <3

btw, I can now pull my hair up to Betty Cooper pony tail! Yey!


Oh and why am I not adept at blogging in tagalog? It's not like my initial thoughts are in English.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

how sick i am and that spark thing

My cough's been on and off for 2 weeks now. Mostly on.

I've been thinking about this concept that us Manilenos call "spark". THE "spark" is pretty much any form of good chemistry between two people. I dont think it has to be all romantic. Some people just really have the spark, and some acquaintances are just plain awkward. Just saying.

Cough. Cough. Cough.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

the anti-legging movement

I will never wear leggings again!
(p.s. no promises)

But it just really makes my hips look wide, ass look flat, thighs look healthy. Sucks!
Leggings are for long legged people, and not for us "taong madlang".

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

post-Black out

WALANG KURYENTE KANINA. Trust me it was hell! I went crazy!

And top compensate, I am now charging everything that can be charged, turning my music as loud as I can, and no longer screaming at people.

Yey! <3!!!!

Friday, July 9, 2010

sick season. virus hanging

I woke up coughing my lungs out. Everyone's sick. My throat's all scrawny. Boo.

I need a drink.


Frog eats snake eats frog.


Wednesday, July 7, 2010

I didnt want to post this

but for entertainment's sake. Because I make a fool of myself to please my audience:


Hear ye hear ye lalala. I've a new bloggie. Don't mind the
untasteful title. I'm uncreative like that.

Don't get me wrong, having the happy blog does not make this lil ol' blog the emo-blog. It's still the public opinion blog. The only difference is with the happy blog, I am obligated to smile and have a dandy dandy life. And unlike this one, I will actually write about stuff about my day and the things I like, without the fear of boring the audience (or whatever's left of an audience out there).

brainlicking's limited though. Anything with a touch of negativity is banned. And I'm not actuaaaally required to write. I can just post photos of anything lying around in the net.


Around two hours ago I got in this unhealthy discussion about work and commute with the parents. I was so mad and confused I pulled a bitchfit and started ignoring them. But eventually I calmed down (plus mustered courage) and said goodnight then the world's all better again.

Honestly, it's the courage mustering part that's difficult.

Gawd, I forgot what my point is again.

Monday, July 5, 2010


I feel sick again. :( But not the sick kind where I'd rather stay in bed and sulk. I would actually appreciate sunlight today (though in Manila terms, sunlight is equivalent to harsh heat attacking and making you all grinchy.)

Maybe its from staying up too late and having different people wake you up at noon after merely 3 hours of sleep.

So as usual I'm under medication, mainly just overdosing on vitamin c, water, and stretching exercises. Oh and Solmux because my throat has turned into a phlegm factory.


Sunday, July 4, 2010

What's a beauty junkie like?

Today's Sunday and tomorrow's the start of another week of poverty. :(

Buuut I have a new dress :) It's gray and pink and oh so girly.


We all know what my biggest vice is. I'm a beauty-junkie. And if you ask me what the difference between men and women is, I'd say women are supposed to wear little makeup and men are not supposed to wear any at all!

And as with all vices, I am just waiting for an intervention, which doesn't seem to come anyway.

Friday, July 2, 2010


To be twenty three years old sounds very cute. It doesnt sound old, the way being twenty does. Maybe its because some ages just feel very much like you're being forced to move out of a phase, and some numbers are just easy to grow into. Like seventeen, and twenty three, and twelve. Now twenty just feels like all the grow-up pressure will be pushing you for 365 days.


Right now I'm just wasting my time so that it'd be three-oclock already and I can go fix my stuff and get away from being in bed all day.

I need a job. I want a job. Being idle makes me spend and sulk more.



I dont know why our generation deemed a wide forehead unfashionable. A wide forehead's beautiful! My tiny man foreheads are annoying and... tiny.

i just realized

No offense to the formspring users, but its just very sad. Its like giving the bored retards out there a chance to throw offensive remarks at you. I know its supposed to be a fun form of communicating through witty questions and that your privacy wont be invaded anyway. But just getting asked x-rated questions, despite having the freedom to not post them, will just ruin your day. You can't erase the fact that you are unfortunate enough to be some pervert's next target.