Mirror Mirror

Recently, I've been noticing the things that I have taken for granted, like my vanity table.
 It is usually used for practicing my make-up skills, but at times, I also use it as a study table..though that only happens on rare occasions. Nevertheless, this table is heaven sent. I love it so much.

okay so let me describe my vanity table, it is brown and it is faux-mahogany. It has 2 drawers and 2 cabinet and one of the those cabinet has a glass door (fourth picture). the main drawer is filled with my nail care stuff, my passport, my wax and other insignificant entities. the second drawer is filled with incense (I love smelling burned stuff), scissors, and other school material stuff. My main cabinet, which is below my drawer is filled with things I used after taking a bath (ei deodorant, hair brush, powder, lotion, etcetera). I also have hair curlers in there and a big bottle of GSM Blue lights (long story, don't ask).

Now for the upper portion of my table, so there's a spacious are there where I put my make-up whenever i try to practice or when i'm just fixing myself up if we have a night out with friends or whatever. My glass cabinet is filled with jewelry and a rosary given by my brother's ex-girlfriend. On top of that cabinet is my bible (thank you Queennie!) and a picture of me taken during my high school days and a paper which says, "have you accepted the people you're around with." (or something like that.). Lastly, there is my perfume haul. I collect perfume bottles. most of them I used, but there are some empty bottle given by friends, like My ex-roommate, Pearl.

so there. that is where the magic truly happens. loljk, it happens on the bed. IYKWIM 

Breakfast at Tiffany's

Okay. This post has nothing to do with the movie but it got something to do with the name Tiffany, my little sister Tiffany.

Tiffany is pretty and sexy and she’s a talented lot.

She knows how to draw and she does it well. Her genre is anime and it is mostly filled with sexy ladies with big boobs. She’s good with copying whatever anime character that she sees and she can alter it in the most flattering fashion. That’s not her only talent. She can sing too! She can sing a Katy Perry song without batting an eyelash. She is really great! She’s also not a bad dancer.

My only concern is that she trusts the internet so much. I mean, whatever she sees, she believes. For example, she hates Justin Bieber, One Direction and Miley Cyrus. I’m not their biggest fan as well but she hates them with passion. The sad part is that she hasn’t really tried listening to their songs. She likes to bash the things that are hated by most people on the internet. She is a hater.

Not only that, I don’t think she really know what she wants. Like one time, while we are at the grocery, she told me, "If they'll build a nutella ice cream shop, i'll be the happiest girl alive." and in my head, i was like, "We actually have a real nutella at home and I don't see you noticing it or anything, sweetie." I think she is this empty shell that absorbs what the cool things are and that she should like them as well. It’s really scary to think that she has no personality of her own. I don’t want her growing up empty and shallow, with no personality of her own.

I hope she’ll know who she is. I hope this is just a phase. 

Fuck it, February!

Okay. I am doing this not for other people but for myself. I actually wrote down the things I want not only for my birthday but.. I don't, I just want these things. Asking people for it was just a joke but we all know that jokes are half meant. I will not deny the fact that I'll appreciate those people who'll give me those, but even when they don't give it to me, my feelings for MY PEOPLE (LOL) will not change. Not an insy bit. :)

I hope I can save a lot of moolah. xx.

It's not easy to divert your attention to someone who is eating his own shit. -Nam

Harlot.

How I get the Goods.

Why in the fuck world do I always get a guy?

Okay. It has been 4 years (I think) since I got myself a boyfriend but I haven’t been living like a single person much. I always have ka-MU (Mutual Understanding, Malanding Uganayan, Maharot na Ugnayan, you know the drift) from time to time. It’s obvious that I don’t have the sexy body, I’m also not a head turner beauty and my level of IQ is average (well maybe a little bit above average? Since being a UP student and all. Hahaha) So how in this sick world do I manage to hook a guy?

The truth of the matter is that I look like I put out.

What do I mean by that?

Well, if you’ve notice, I’ve only been MU-ing with Manila guys, because they are such dickheads (Sorry for my past ka-MUhan). They waste the time of the day on me because they think they’ll get the goods. Wowza. Helluvah. No freakin way. But I know this fact though and I use it to my advantage.

I will not deny the fact that I also do stuff that makes them think that I’ll have sex with them. Green jokes, cleavage-showing shirts, doing more than kissing shinnanigans, I’ve done them all and whenever I realize that I got their attention, I do a little happy dance.

Of course I love the attention, Of course I am happy. It’s like a quest you must accomplish. It makes me feel pretty.

I know that you, dear reader, wants to shake me and say,

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

” Can’t you live without a guy in your life?”

“Are you that insecure?”

“Harlot!”

“Whore!”

“Puta!”

I know I know. It’s just that, I feel so lonely sometimes and friends can’t give the same satisfaction a guy gives. The attention, the care, the flirty text messages. Well, whenever I succeed on these quests, I actually gain karma instantly because I don’t get to spend time with them 6 days a week, and sometimes I don’t see them for the whole week at all! All we do is text all the time and I rarely get a proper date.

Want to know what’s worse? It’s the face that when the guy realizes that I will never have sex with him, he’ll break up with me or at least he’ll show me how disinterested he is with me until I’m the one who’ll break it up. He’ll make no objections whatsoever. It still hurts you know. Even when I know that I lure them in some false fantasies, I still hope that they’ll learn to love me instead of the lust they are feeling.

The last one I had an MU relationship with, he told me in the face what a fucking tease I was and he even accused me of cheating! The nerve! That was the time I stopped. I realize that I was fooling myself and I stopped doing all that because I felt like a lesser person than what I really am.

That’s the reason why I changed my number numerous times.

That’s the reason why I became less clingy.

The endless texting-relationship made me hate texting.

It made me hate being contacted through cellular phones.

It made me love personal dates and meet-ups

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It made me realize that If I’m really an important person to you, you’ll fucking impose a date to see me, whether you’re a friend, a loved one or whatnot.

So MAYBE that’s the reason I don’t text much.

And no one fucking knows this, until you.