I have a new man in my life. His name is Josh. He is a hairdresser at Hair Zone, and I absolutely ♥ him! GRAWRRR!!! I don't have the energy to buy fabulous clothes for Christmas. So I bought a nice but quite plain top from a friend (who sells very nice clothes and bags). But I want my Christmas photos to be great, so I decided I'd have a haircut. I went to Hair Zone, which is beside Basti's Brew. They gave me a random hairdresser since it was my first time there. And I was lucky to have Josh. Josh was fantastic. He asked me what I wanted. I really didn't know what I wanted except that I want to try out having bangs. He asked me if it was ok to do this or that to my hair and I really don't care so I let him do his thing. And it came out great. At least I think I look great. He asked me what I did, where I worked and other things like those. Then he suggested that I have my hair treated. Hmmm... He said I'd look better with some color and highlights. And…
Christmas is Almost Here
It's December 21, 2007, three days before Christmas Eve, four days before Christmas day. But I can't feel the Christmas spirit. I am doing a lot of things, thinking about a lot of problems, and rushing to beat numerous deadlines. As I grow older, Christmas and other holidays become more boring, and more stressful. When I was younger, Christmas used to fill me with excitement and joy. And no matter how sparse the celebration was, no matter how few the gifts I received, I was happy. Now, Christmas is becoming more and more stressful. I still haven't bought any gifts to give, or any clothes to wear to those parties. I still don't know which parties I am going to, when, where, with whom. I don't even know what I'll be doing on Christmas day. Still, there's a part of me that is excited. The other night's fun, fun night with some of my high school friends only made me more excited to spend more time with more of them. That can only mean more fun, alcohol, gossip, and photo ops. Then, there's the gifts. Ok so, I won't probably get any big gifts this year. And I won't get…
A Fun Night Out
Last night, I went out with some of my high school boys and we had fun, fun, fun... too much fun, in fact. One moment we were at Marrakesh drinking and taking too many pictures using Bbboy's uber digital camera. The next we were at seawall where the guys ate balut and penoy. Then, we went to a motel (HUWHAAAT?!) because our drivers for the night were tooooo drunk. I'll post the incriminating visual evidences soon. HAHA! Good luck na lang sa mga boys ko, sana di sila hambalusin ng mga gf nila. LOL!
Nicole Scherzinger's Baby Love
BABY LOVE Nicole Scherzinger feat. Will.I.Am I remember like it was yesterday First kiss and I knew you changed the game You had me, exactly, where you wanted And i'm on it, and I aint ever gon let you get away Holding hands never made me feel this way So special, boy its your.. Your smile, we so in Love (lalalalaaa) Yeeeah we so in Love (Lalalalalaaa) And I just can't get enough of your Lalala Lovee Yeeah we so in love LOVE I want you to know... You are my baby love my baby love You make the sun come up Ohh boy (ohh boy) You're my every everything that I could ever dream of You are my baby love my baby love You make the sun come up Ohh boy (ohh boy) You're my every every every everything In a minute now we're still holding it down Butterflies everytime he come around You make me, so crazy, its crazy, ohh baby I don't ever wanna be with no one else You're the only one that ever made me mad You're special, boy it's your, your style We so in Love (lalalalalaaa) Yeeeah we so in love Lalalalalalaa And…
Why Underdogs Deserve to Die!
Most believe that "To whom much is given," (SAY IT WITH ME!) "much is expected." But why is it some people give too little and expect too much? I used to live in a house where people were praised when they did something right or good. People were given rewards and incentives for doing well. When people did something wrong or behaved badly, they were punished, or at the very least scolded. But then, life sucks, and I was handed a rotten lemon, so I made rotten lemonade, drank it, and now I'm a bitter person. HOOOHA! ANYWAY, I moved into a house were doing well in school was not praised. Rather, it led to unusually high expectations. Awards, recognitions, and excellent performances were not applauded. It became a burden. To make things worse, those who performed less, and were weaker, were given more attention, more preferential treatment, better things. And no, I am not exaggerating or imagining things. I was actually told, among the three of us, I was favored the least because I was the smartest, the most good-looking (not my words), and had the strongest character. I always got the ones that the others didn't like or…
Not a Good Day… YET!
I woke up with a visit from my favorite friend... dysmenorrhea. I just spent about 30 minutes under the heat of the sun... waiting for a taxi cab while holding my bag, and my laptop bag. AMF! I arrived at the office and found out that DotAStrategy.com is down. :( But the day is not over yet... I'm eating at Zakoya later for the Davao Food Trip. And the meal is a Japanese Buffet. And it's for FREE!!! YUM! Then, I'm meeting up with some of my high school boys afterwards. Oh, yeah! Do I sound like I'm being fake? Because I am. HAHA!