#42. You know shit got serious when I start playing Hiphop and R&B music through the speakers. Even more serious if I plug earphones to my head and shut the whole world out.

Greeting you all, anyway.

I am a mom and I am proud of being one.

Not the merriest of all Christmases...

The past few days have been really emotional for me and with roughly 16 hours until the (supposedly) happiest day of the year, I'm still here, sulking in the corner of my room, crying to myself. I don't know why I cannot turn everything around like I used to do. It's so hard, everything is hurting. My head, my heart, my back, everything. Plus, it sucks to wake up every morning trying my hardest to ignore certain people and worrying that my boyfriend might break up with me any time.

There's one thing I can look forward to, though. It's Brianna's first Christmas. I think, for tonight, I am going to pour all my energy to that thought so all the bad ones can take the back seat for a while.

Prejudice.

I am working from home now. Here is a picture of my work station.What's wrong with it?

Haters.

A friend made me realize a few minutes ago that I have a rather quiet life now that I've decided to "settle down".

She's been complaining on Twitter about this unknown number who keeps on bugging her through text. It reminded me of those endless bickering I used to do with random numbers, stalkers and online accounts back in college. If I have a hunch on who they are, I insult them non-stop, knowing I have the upperhand - I was studying in a prestigious university, I have the guy with me, I speak/type in complete, English sentences and I know I was prettier than them even if I was much, much, much chubbier. I would not get tired of bashing them and picking on all their flaws and even get satisfaction when they block me or when they throw away their sim cards.

Now, I can't imagine myself starting up a fight with psycho exes and insecure girlfriends. First and foremost, my babydaddy is 10 years my senior (Did I use that phrase correctly?) meaning all of his exes are probably married now and I bet they're too old to make patol even if I started a bitch fight. Second, I wouldn't dare get into fights with "old" people because they would probably go "Mas magaling ako sayo" on me. Which annoys the hell out of me because age doesn't justify the way you think. Lastly, I guess it's simply because I finally got tired of this kind of drama. I mean, after 7 years and 2 ex-boyfriends, you'd get tired of trying to prove how in love you are with each other to people who you don't even care about. You don't have to explain to people who care about you and people you care about because they understand. If they don't, they will still be genuinely happy for you.

I tweeted her this towards the end of our conversation on Twitter:

Exciting yang ganyan. Wala nang gumaganyan sakin pero di ko namimiss. Lumagay nako sa tahimik... Hahahaha! :))

Yes, it WAS fun especially if you know you're so much better, wittier and prettier than the other person but there will come a time that you'll know that it isn't worth it anymore, that there are more important things than trying to prove yourself to other people.

Run my first ever 5k marathon.

This is one item for my 110-pound weight goal for 2012. I wanted to join one this year but I was too scared my battle wound (i.e. my cesarean wound) would open up so in 2012, when my wound completely heals, I will train and be part of a marathon.

To make this one a goal rather than a dream, I will make it a S.M.A.R.T. goal.

S(pecific)?: I have run my first ever 5k marathon in Manila by September 15, 2012.
M(easurable)?: Yes, 5 kilometers.
A(ttainable)?: Yes.
                             By who?: By a lot of people.
R(isk/Obstacles)?:

1. Fear of failure

1. Lack of self-discipline

1. Procrastination

T(imebound)?: Yes, September 15, 2012

One of the many goals for 2012 is set.

Let's do this.

Material Christmas Wishlist 2011

I am a hypocrite for saying that I only want this list for Christmas 2011. Of course, there's a material counterpart of my Simple Joys wishlist for 2011. Imposibleng wala.

Nike Free 3.0 V3 Running Shoes

iPhone 4, black or white.

Pink 4th generation iPod Shuffle.

White HP Mini

Pink Samsung Champ C3300

White Longchamp Love Series bag

As of now, this is the list... AS OF NOW.

Osama's Shawarma

This has got to be one of the best tasting shawarmas I've ever tasted my whole life. I am not just saying that because the owners of this business are La Sallians and I am not exaggerating.

Last Sunday, we went to the bazaar in the Megatent in Ortigas for some Christmas shopping - where I didn't get to actually shop because I didn't have money with me then; I got myself a pack of gift tags, though - when halfway through the tent, I felt really hungry. We went to where the concessionaires were and immediately thought I wanted to eat shawarma. Now, I am used to eating lame and stale-tasting shawarmas so I didn't expect much when I saw that the Osama's Shawarma stand looks much like any other shawarma stand. So anyway, I had to wait longer than usual before I got my wrap because they just opened and the sauce wasn't ready yet. When I finally got my shawarma and took a bite, it's like my mouth orgasmed from all the flavors. The beef, the bread the onions, the tomatoes, they're all the same but the sauce, ohmygod. I wouldn't mind having bad breath all my life if that were the sauce of all the shawarma I'm going to eat.

Taken from the Osama's Shawarma Multiply site.

Now, I don't know if everything in their menu is as good as their shawarma but the wrap was so yummy, I had to know where they're based then lo and behold, their home base is in Agno.

Commercial: Ugh, just talking about it makes my mouth water.

Anyway, I bet the shawarma rice would make my mouth orgasm in a different way because it's rice and we all know how I LOVE rice. Damn. I wish they have a branch/stand near my place so I could have it any time I want.

I like this Cornetto TVC so much that I'm posting it here.

#41. I make sure the toilet is covered before I brush my teeth. If the house/place I am in has a broken toilet cover, I brush my teeth at the kitchen sink or I don't brush my teeth at all.

Superhero-and-super-villian themed Christmas party. Help!

I know it's still on the 22nd but I'm too excited because I've Law of Attraction-ed this since I started working in TVSTYLE. I've always thought of going as a slutty Superman but that is not the case now because I'm a mom now so I have to be as wholesome as possible. I could still go as Superman but thinking about it, he seems overrated so I came up with other options. Can you help me decide which character I should go as? My best bet would be my interpretation of Tuxedo Mask.

If all else fails, though, I'm gonna go as The Hulk. Green top, tattered denim shorts and uncombed hair. Doesn't get easier than that.

#40. I hate the feeling of being rejected. That's probably the reason why I don't want to apply for big companies.

Goal setting for 2012.

I've yet to finish my goals for 2012 because as of now, I only have 2. Get back to 110 lbs and look like it and get a job. And as of now, I still haven't converted these goals into S.M.A.R.T. goals because I feel like I still have half a month to do it.

Ah, procrastination, you are the bane of my existence.

This summarizes my situation with Bry early 2010.

(via 9gag.com)