i just watched the latest episode of how i met your mother. i'm sad that robin and barney broke up. really sad. (paka-arte pweh)
this morning, out of nowhere, i missed the face of gemma ward. i ended up watching too many videos of her. and did i mention too many pictures?
i just had a phone conversation with papa. i'm worried about him having nightmares. i'm used to having nightmares all the time. i'm so used to it that i'm not fazed by it anymore. i told him he just needs to wash his face after the first instance. that should do the trick. but i'm seriously worried.
work life has been so so sooo zzzzzzzzz... i have mixed feelings at work. my job is seriously too "chill" to be true. we were given almost two weeks paid off for christmas (a first time in my entire work history) and just today, it was announced we could all take our leaves for the remaining days before the official holiday week. seriously? how creepy is that? maybe i'm just used to things not going my way. not complaining lord.
laptop is off the christmas list. i'm preoccupied as to how i would celebrate christmas with just me and my father. i need some kind of wonderful before december 22. and i need to download the brothers four concert.
Shania Twain clad in an all leopard print ensemble? Check. Red lips in the desert? Check. Singing "That don't impress me much" and taking a pass on Brad Pitt? Check. So you think you're elvis or something? Hahahaha. Winner na winner si Shania!!!
I've been meaning to post these. We all know it's manipulated, but there's nothing like a dreamy photograph to brighten one's day. Photos are from Anna Inghardt ^_^
Tomorrow is another work week. I'm just taking my time at home, quietly doing mundane stuff. Tomorrow morning will also be the long awaited pay day. I'll be booking a plane ticket to Surigao. I haven't mentioned before how happy and thankful I am to finally be able to celebrate the holidays off from work. Finally, finally! I'll be home for Christmas.
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”
-Jack Kerouac
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