NOTE SELF: I WILL CLEAN MY ROOM AND THE REST OF THE APARTMENT TOMORROW MORNING WHEN I WAKE UP, BEFORE I SHOWER. IF NOT, I'M ONE FAT, LAZY SLACKER WHO ENJOYS PROCRASTINATION. You know I need to do this, pardon the large font. I'm trying to scare and threat myself.
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I heart greys and grays.
E I finally bought the washed-out jeans that I was talking about in my previous entry. I love the fact the the jeans is made with a garter, which makes the fitting more slim as it eliminates the bulge derived from button-and-zipper jeans. It looked good with my loose Pinoy shirt top. I had pink chunky sandals on, too bad it wasn't captured in the photo, but I'll look for a better photo from my other friends. I look fat, huh? I seriously need to slim down. But wait, this post isn't going to turn out to be a insecurity rant kind of post. I had a little fun at this party -- partying with a big group is no fun, especially when you don't get to win a single raffle. Better luck next year.
Look at what I've found in Facebook
I stumbled upon the page of somebody whose first and last name is the same as mine! Haha, and we have the same province. And the one who commented on her post has a lastname the same as my boyfriend. Haha. Weird.
A funny question
I opened my mail and got a notification from my 43 things . Somebody sent me a message. I though it was a funny conversation. Haha. It was supposed to be a goal list and kissing and hugging my boyfriend appeared to be a long term goal.
How The Controversial Pair That's Us Was Made
Dear the boyfriend , It was during one of those classroom activities in Physics under our favorite and amazing teacher when I first realized that you and I equates to perfection . As the activity progresses, I just have found out that you are such a smart ass who can make the high school uniform look cute with your perfectly healthy shining black hair. Your ideas plus mine is genius . And I thought we were conceived to compliment each other. I liked you too much back in sophomore year, but there are just too many girls that flirt with you and I never dare to try to be one of them because you wouldn't see me as a distinct dame if I do. One of my bestfriends told me you like me and I didn't care because you are you and you are just an unemotional jug which would remain calm and still in most situations. When we had our prom, you sent me as SMS asking who my date is, but you never asked me to be your date. I was waiting, but never expecting because I know your moves. Do yo
Of being happy being chaotic
Successful people have been engaging with things that they are passionate about. By successful, I mean all the categories -- financial, emotional, physical, and all the other als. And so I'm thinking, since I am so passionate about blogging and cute pictures, do I need to give up my job as an Electronics Engineer? It's not that I don't like my job. I just feel that I need variety in my life in order to function well. I am a boring person who gets easily bored with monotony, which is quite conflicting as boring persons should not get bored because they are the boredom in flesh. Whatever. There are so many points that eat their well-deserved portions in my brain right now that this post would end up being scattered, another lost post by yours truly. The chaos is simply the effect of suppressed blog entries, wasted time in my work, and article deadlines. My life is truly barren right now. I work. Go home. Write articles. Sleep. And on weekends, I go home to my aunts and