Wednesday, July 23, 2014

I'm watching too much Friends.

How do I achieve this hair (minus the hair color, of course, because I definitely can't pull off blonde hair)?! Someone tell me please!!!

PS. I'm more of a Monica but Jennifer Aniston is gorgeous.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014


It doesn't take much to make me smile, really.

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A simple acknowledgement, no matter how shallow, is enough to make my day.

PS. This Israel Mekaniko guy is funny. I love reading his blog.

What not to post on Instagram

  1. Selfies with your cleavage showing
  2. Collaged selfies
  3. Famous beauty quotes as captions to selfies
  4. 10 separate photos of the same shot
  5. 4092384918320921 photos from one event all posted within an hour (pahabol photos the day after: optional). COLLAGE THEM AND GET IT OVER WITH WILL YA #Hugot101
  6. Morbid photos of your wounds/injuries/operation
  7. #captions #that #look #like #this #nakakairitakaya #tagsforlikesulul #amiright #naturalbeautyyourface
  8. Photos that obviously beg for compliments
  9. Pahaging in photo form… You have Twitter para magparinig.
  10. Photos of food that don't look appetizing 'cause why?

Monday, July 21, 2014

What not to post on Facebook

  1. Selfies with your cleavage showing
  2. Collaged selfies
  3. 10 photos of the same shot
  4. Arguments with your partner
  5. Arguments with your parents
  6. Basically, anything that has to do with arguing with someone else.
  7. Photos of stuff you are selling if your purpose is to tag people to it
  8. "If you love Jesus, like this photo" posts
  9. Morbid photos of your wounds/injuries/operations
  10. Posts that beg for (fake) sympathies from others

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Brain Dump.

I am a hopeless romantic and last night, I realized that there's a reason behind it: I've always wanted to become a wife. Even when I was younger, I went on dates with the thought that I might be spending my life with the person I am meeting for the very first time. It's always been that way.

I started dating in 2002, when a friend tagged me along a date with her boyfriend so the boyfriend's buddy would have someone to talk to. We ended up going on 3 dates but, even if he's so obnoxious (that time), that I wanted to smack his head to his coffee, I still fantasized about how we'd spend lazy Sunday afternoons together.

The only exception for this I-think-I-wanna-marry-you mentality was probably when I dated my block mate but even then, we ended up dating for a full year.

Going out of topic but bottom-line is that I've always wanted to be a wife. I think believe I function better emotionally? psychologically? mentally? when I'm part of a "we" instead of just being on my own…which I've learned to accept. I'm not cut out to be Miss Independent. I get it.


Reason for that's most probably because I love doing the support thing most…which might be rebutted by at least 2 people who have called me contradicting.


I apparently have lost the ability to express my love, care, and concern. For the record, I blame the babydaddy. For now, I have to push myself to be that annoying girlfriend I once was again.


I am possessive beyond belief and I get crazy-jealous. As in CUHRAYZEE-jealous. I forgot how severe these…diseases are and they're taking too much work on my boyfriend's end. Yes, this early.


Despite all this, though, I am quite lucky to have a guy who's patience, understanding, and love know no boundaries. I know he's got limits (contradicting nanaman. That's the reason why I was dubbed "walking contradiction" by a college friend) and I'm not stupid enough to push them and that is why I will try to become a better partner for him.


Blah blah blah, those words don't mean anything, I know, but I'm having a hard time showing how I'm feeling. Thanks to 7 years of practice with College Guy.


(Hahahahahahaha! Sinisi lahat sa lalaki.)


Relationship also suffering from missing each other so much. What is clingy?


I want to move out. Seriously. Ironically, the want peaked at the height of the storm yesterday. I want to know how I'll react to something like that whilst caring for a hyperactive kid. (Whilst talaga?)


For some reason, my mind goes back to that one day in September last year. I wonder why.


I definitely need to stop smoking. I have every reason to but I don't believe I have the discipline to actually do it but I will do it…after this last cigarette pack I have with me now.


I'm thinking of getting an actual office job but all the jobs I want requires me to relocate to the South. Great for me but I guess I have to wait for Brianna to finish this academic year before I move although I really, really, really want it to happen now.


I should update my iPod playlist now but it's too tedious a task, I'm getting lazy just by thinking about it.


First of all, there's no sea anywhere near Cainta. Second, I don't want to live there. Yun lang naman apila ko dito. Hahahahaha!

You see, I'm running out of things to do online so I've been taking all kinds of tests posted on my Facebook timeline…even those with jeje graphics.


I want to do and be a lot of things lately and my save-up-for-the-future deadline is coming in full speed which explains the anxiety I've been having these past few days.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Online shopping.

So last night, the boyfriend and I were online shopping for cars and homes for sale. He was the one who found the most pogi car I've seen since 2001, when I fell in love with that red hatchback1994 Honda Civic along St. Paul Rd on our way to school one lazy morning.

Anyway, he saw this house and I can't move on from how much I love it. He's pretty proud of himself for finding it…

The clincher? It's in BF ParaƱaque! I've been going on and on and on and on about wanting to live in the South, specifically in this community, and we've found a house there that fits both our tastes and needs.

This will now go to my vision board and hopefully we get to purchase this soon!

I might've just found "The One".

Good god, I can't stop staring at it and get all high-school-girl kilig when I minimize all my windows.

I don't even like red cars and I've been lusting over passion orange SIRs for the longest time but this formula red SIR…dear god…so pogi!

And the best part? The "Pilipinas" plate. That simple detail made my heart leap 'cause I've always wanted a car that has an old school plate.


Chris Jones, whoever you are, you are doing it damn right, son!

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Ohmygod Joseph Marco

Currently watching Pure Love online because of this guy:

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I first noticed Joseph Marco on the Primetime Bida soap, Sabel, back in 2011 where he was part of a love triangle with Jessy Mendiola and AJ Perez.

Now that he's back on Primetime Bida, my life is suddenly back on track. I have something to look forward to again. Forget about the future and spending the rest of my life in the loving arms of my favorite person; Joseph Marco on primetime is what life is all about now.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Too relevant.

This quote is too relevant today, it deserves to be posted everywhere!

“Whatever you give a woman, she will only make greater. Give her your sperm, she’ll give you a baby. Give her a house, she’ll give you a home. Give her groceries, she’ll give you a meal. Give her a smile, she’ll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her. So, if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit!” 
- Erick S. Gray

Also, the official hashtag of the day is #asakaboi.

Thursday, July 10, 2014

No Regrets.

I do not regret one moment of my life.
- Lillie Langtry

I've been through a lot. A LOT.

Okay, I might be exaggerating because I haven't been stabbed nor do I have parents who went their separate ways but I can honestly say I've been through a lot and you just have to take my word for it. There are things that are obvious to the naked eye and there are things that you have to dig a little deeper to uncover. Some are embarrassing and some are just downright put*ng*na-hindi-nga? depressing.

Based on what I've already said, you would think that I regret a lot of things that has happened to me but - and in no way is this bull - I don't regret anything. At all. Yes, I got mad. I cried. And thankfully, I stopped caring. But I never regretted anything even when I was younger. I didn't understand it at first. I thought I was just really that gullible to have genuinely forgiven someone who did bad, bad, bad things to me but as I grew older, I've realized how it's because at some point, I've wanted it to happen. That, and I wouldn't have been the person I am now if I hadn't gone through all those things. Cliche, I know, but like Marshall Eriksen told the gang, "It's not a cliche; it's a classic!"

Those are the very same reasons why I haven't talked crap about those people who offended me in the past. They helped me become the person I am now so there's no point in getting all riled-up whenever I remember them, too. Of course, that's not the same as telling the truth 'cause whenever people ask me about them, I tell them the truth which makes them look bad but that's not my problem anymore.

I forgive people easily because of all that; up to the point where I become all chummy-chummy with (some of) them again. Yes, I got abused because of that but throughout the years, I've learned to determine when to stop. Once I came to the point where I actually stop, though, I instantly cut that person out of my life cause I won't go through all that all over again. I'm not that stupid.

A lot of times, I wish I can share this skill? (cause it definitely needs to be practiced) with some people. I honestly believe it will improve a lot of relationships and strengthen a lot of hearts. I'm not saying that I am the master of all this. I just think it's easier to live a life where you don't have any negative energies in your system and forgiving, accepting, and not regretting will remove a whole lot of them from your body and I want to share that easy life with people.

(I'm sorry if I'm not making any sense because no matter how hard I try, I still can't express myself in writing…which is ironic 'cause I write for a living.)