i've dicking around for the last 8 hours, i feel like i'm gurgling on my own flesh and i keep trying to cough it out, my hair smells like a week old stale crackers even though i washed it yesterday.

i realized that i love looking at thrifted things on blogs, because it's just like rom coms: you know you can never have the exactly same thing, but it give you hope that you'll find your own that's more awesome because you found it.

too sentimental? i think so.

http://garypeppervintage.blogspot.com/

another blog that i stalk that i do not hesitate in admitting. whoa, all her pictures are... perfect.

small joys in life. taking a hot shower and deciding to go to bed instead of reading as you should be.

trivia night tomorrow, yay! i hope we get to play.

my shoulders bear the lives that were lived, the lives that are being lived, and lives that are to be lived.

... wonderful long weekend. after a tiring week, we celebrated our belated valentine's Friday together. With gifts of food for eachother and other joys. went to Biagio for dinner, a drink at pravda and homebound for more treats (macarons, egg tarts, fruits and more). watched the vow the next day and went thrifting with ingie (i went a little crazy and came back with a bag full of clothes! thank god they were having a 50% off sale). Another lovely dinner made by ingie (she has magic hands, whatever she makes is delicious) which resulted in all of us being in a food coma. Dolled up and headed to courthouse for adrie's b day, followed by a midnight food run to the owl. a korean feast for three at three in the morning? Awesome sauce.

then me and the lover slept and slept and slept. we only woke up to eat and cuddle.

it's Valentine's day everyday.

in the 10th hour of procrastination...

... i began what i was supposed to be doing.

now i'm sleepy, my brain isn't all that keen in being creative or engaging in concepts with complexity.

aaand, i fail at life.

Must get work done...

... i'm so exhausted. i just had a 3 hour nap and i still don't want to do anything... instead i'm browsing blogs and staring at a christmas tin and thinking how knowing sometimes can be limiting. until the moment i open the lid, it is full of a million different possibilities, until i open it and see that there's nothing there but crumbs.

i'm so emo.

oh baby, come explore my narnia.

... is it weird that one of the main reasons i go on facebook is to look at pictures of Eric and drool over him? he's just so freaking handsome, you know? it's weird. after almost a year and a half, i find myself swooning harder and harder.

January is a chaotic whirl that has me by the collar and dragging me forward. i don't know where the month is going and i feel like i'm constantly trying to catch up but am unable to.

got a few chances to see some friends though, which makes me happy :D

i'm sorry i missed your call.

... let's see, i think i wrote in here after the new year. i did, didn't i?

well, let me know tell you that January has been relentless. it's a fast interchange between work, school and volunteering; it's taking a bit for me to keep up.

anyways, they're all blessings.

silva's b day overflowed with food and dancing; we had so much fun!

The perfect Sunday morning.

... Browsing postsecret and eating egg tarts for breakfast in bed, with my baby sound asleep by my side with his hand on my bosom. About to go make some homemade pizza and go skating and shopping.

Happiness.