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The girl who is constantly dating with her purple and pink calculator. Thomasian. Not half Chinese just 1/4. Dreamer. Blogger since 2008.
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Of Walls and Fears
Friday, 29 August 2014 || 10:27 || COMMENT HERE ♥


How would you expect someone bring down her walls with bundles of what ifs floating in her mind and a bunch of skepticism?

At some points, I was advised to take down the walls, or at least just build a fragile barricade. "C'mon, test the waters!" Neither of the options has been taken by me. But don't fret. I just decided to make another choice, the choice I bravely take-- lowering down the wall and not totally break  it. Nonetheless, I find myself taking what I somehow notice with a pinch of salt.

Yes, doubtful.

The what ifs are still there. The past experiences still find their way to creep in. Basically, I am doing things for the could-be's but scrutinizing even the smallest print my eyes can detect then unintentionally foresee random results with the help of 'my past' as the basis. The result? My box labeled "unworthy" is almost full now.

What does it take for someone to be called "worthy enough"? It is when that person has plan to stay in your future and is not just another part-time person strolling for a nanosecond in your life. Not a Landi Landi Lang! By then, I know I am willing to take a slice out of my attention allotted on my study for that special person.


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Of Summer Heat, Blisters, Confrontations, and Pig Out [Late Post]
Thursday, 22 May 2014 || 04:28 || COMMENT HERE ♥


I don't want to make this post long. As much as possible, I only like to bombard this with lots of photos taken by my friend. Yes, more like photo blog post. Haha! But this will look unlively. So I am going to spice this up a bit by jotting down just few of what happened the day these photos were taken.

Basically, my friend just asked for a help to shoot around UP Diliman for his project. I won't disclose what was it all about because we didn't come up with good shots. Blame the unbearable heat of the sun, maybe? =)) This was really a last minute shoot.
We headed to Fishermall to arrange the photos on a board, then after more than 40 minutes deciding where to eat and stay, we just found ourselves entering the doors of Colds Layer! Truth be told, I was already tired and hungry so I just followed his way to that sort of cozy Colds Layer place. No worries, 'cause the bill was all on him that time.  Not to mention the free Wi-fi :)
When we were about to finish our meal the store owner handed us free refreshment with milk powder on top (Sorry, I dunno what it is called.) My friend and I both agreed that the milk powder tastes familiar. It's tasty tho! :)  Who said there's no more free stuff here on Earth?

Speaking of free, I am sharing this Firmoo voucher code 72b859e6a. This can save $30 off on the Vintage Cat Eye Frames!
Not long after, we went to Amoranto Sports Complex to pass his project. Since my feet were already aching that time because of my flats, I just stayed in the court trying whilst rummaging through my mind of the right words to say to the one we were going to meet up in the mall after.
We first had our afternoon snack at 7 eleven Roces-Pantranco. It's nice to know that the kuya (I forgot the name. meh) who's works there still knows and calls me by the monicker he gave me during my High School days. Haha! Mang Juan came into the picture! Wahaha. That was the day after PBB aired Alex-Axel Mang Juan scene. FYI, before we left, the lady behind our table was also eating a pack of it. Wow, Mang Juan!

My friend waited for me on the ground floor level. I went straight to 2nd floor and meet someone-who-must-not-be-named. Finally, we talked with a lil bit of initial awkwardness around. Okay. I won't spill everything here. I'd rather not talk about it either. Then we part ways, and looked for my friend at the grocery for like 5 minutes! UGH -__- Langya pa ng ringback tone na, Maybe This Time. Nahawa phone ko!
Before going home, we had our Belgian Waffles first at the food court. You see, we pigged out a lot.

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