Monday, March 19, 2012

It's a choice.

My emotions are having another rollercoaster ride yet again. Instilling happiness in one second, then utter loneliness the next. Hopefully this ends soon. So I can smile not because I have to put up a facade, but because I am happy.. Genuinely.

Red blazer - Thrifted
Wooden Clogs - Thrifted

Friday, March 16, 2012


In between sneezing & sniffing, I take a look at what happened recently. Yes, here I go again with my never-ending moments of retrospect. I dunno, I just tend to work waaaay better when I think of the times on how I screwed things up. LOL 

I'm starting to realize how very much dependent I am of other people. Regardless of how otherwise I may seem. And it probably is one of the things that I should get rid of the soonest. 

I've been out from work for 2 days now, and I'm still feverish. I've been out for 2 days now, yet I wasn't able to accomplish anything. Sucks, huh? 

Oh well.. Everything should fall into their proper places, accordingly. In the right time, that is. And I know that mine isn't gonna keep me waiting for long. :) And now everything is incoherent. And I should stop typing gibberish. LOL

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

World without you..


(Thanks, Louie for the photos!) colors.. Just black & white.. :(

**Cropped neck shirt - Divi
**Beaded Necklace - Forgot what bazaar. :P
**High Waisted Corduroy Pants - Thrifted
**Black Pumps - Celine
**Handbag - Bought from an officemate..

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Who needs a boyfriend?

Like seriously.

**Just a disclaimer. This entry is entirely subjective. The things that I will indicate here is based from experience, people WE know, and NOT of generalization. Thank you! :)

BFs complain when you take forever in the shower, fixing your hair, shopping, etc.

BFs won't agree to a Sex and the City marathon during Sundays.

They won't understand the importance of tan lines.

They won't cry with you when you reminisce about your screw ups.

They won't appreciate cute boys!

They watch too much basketball & play too much videogames.

So yeah, I am single AND happy. Like seriously. :)

You hurt me sometimes, but..

I dunno.. You seem to really have a hold on me..

Oversized pullover - Thrifted
Boots - Thrifted
Bag - Thrifted (borrowed from a friend)

Saturday, March 10, 2012

A morning of fun & gluttony. LOL

Mixed desserts: Puto, kutsinta, waffle. WTF??

Sister Jacky :)

Alcoholic's Haven

Boyfriend Shirt - Mum's
Boots - Thrifted
Bag - Borrowed

View from the TOP.

Number 1.

Everyone's happy & gay. And full.

Thanks, Craig for the breakfast treat! :)


..It's my religion. I'm a self-proclaimed frustrated singer because I consider myself more of a dancer. LOL This is one of my fave sweatshirts which will be stuck in my closet for a looooooooong time because summer has already taken its toll. I love it, just not the part that all of my pullovers will be on hibernate mode. Ugh.

Pullover - Thrifted
Boots - Thrifted

Just Like That..

More than half a year of high-schoolish bliss. More than half a year of a non-defined, non-conventional, borderline lovers & friends sorta, kinda, type of a relationship.. Like most good things, it came to an end. The wonders brought about by a non-committal, semi-labeled fling. One of those is maturity. Being mature in the sense of being content in whatever you have, or what you don’t. Mainly because, just the thought of making it “official” will either transform you into a monster, or just bring it out of you, unwillingly. And of course, you can’t afford to lose it that way, not again. That is just scary as hell.

Having fun, enjoying each other’s company, increased nicotine intake, the never-ending rants & raves, the jargons that only the two of you can make sense of, the countless laughs, the alcohol-triggered tears.. No demands, minimal stress, less the bullshit. It would’ve been the most ideal relationship for a middle-aged drama queen. But then again, like most good things, it came to an end.

As I prepare myself to embark on a new journey, I wish not to take a lot of baggage. However, how can you just throw something out the window, when you know for a fact that you were in a state of utter delight when you had it? I guess it wouldn’t hurt to carry this little purse of happiness with me. I guess, someday, I’ll be able to just pile it in my closet of memories. But for now, please allow me to hold on to it. Closely. I choose not to grieve. Grief is just for losing people in a sad, inevitable way. I prefer to just allow the wave of nostalgia take me away. Though there will be tears, for sure it’s because of joy, and not otherwise.

As I put my stilettos on & walk through my road of life, there’s nothing left to do but bid goodbye.. & smile. That we have crossed paths, even if it was just for a short while..

I Want The One That I Can't Have..

Don't we, all?

Pullover - Thrifted
Silver Harem Pants - Thrifted
Black Pumps - Celine
Bag - Bought from an officemate 

Friday, March 9, 2012

Sneak peek

I'm back :)

These are some of the things that kept me busy these past few months.. You gonna see more & more of me soon (til you get sick. lol)