I'm in love.

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I was reading about marijuana. Seriously, it said it's completely legal. Yeah, I don't get that. Anyway, reading about them and seeing their pretty packaging, I simply cannot help but wonder what these buds actually taste like.





Strange. Very strange, I tell you. Don't worry, I'm not going to start smoking it (or chewing it), Mom.

Okay. Toodles for real! TOODLES!

This is the second night of my dad's night-shift job. My mom is fast asleep, the television is still on in the living room. I am right now in my brother's room, where he is asleep too as well as my sister. My other sister is on her computer, whiling away the night on the Internet, just like me.

I have just finished downloading a torrent of all of the seven Harry Potter books and I cannot wait to get started! I've already read books 1 to 6 back in the Philippines, but I couldn't find anyone with a copy of book 7. YESS!! Now I can finally finish the whole series, all in time for the Deathly Hallows in November!

BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE!

HOLY MOLEY MACARONI, just like my Philosophy teacher back in high school (smirk) used to say. There is a fly in the ointment! There's this folder precariously named "extras" along with the PDF copies of the books! I just clicked it open, thinking it would be something about Harry Potter and whatnot! GUESS WHAT! It's so totally not!

It's a link to this. My eyes widened and my mouth gaped open as I reflexively let out an audible gasp. Haha. Anyway. I really can't wait to start reading about marijuana Harry Potter and his adventures so TOODLES! =)

Lionel and I have gained a lot of weight. And when I say A LOT, I really mean the noticeable kind. He's been making arrangements ever since we both found out (which was like A MONTH AGO, to say the very least). These so-called "arrangements" involve a full-blown work-out plan + the help of P90X. Well. Okay.

As for me, I am looking into Yoga, and its meditative benefits. Of course, when I divulged the information to my boyfriend, he went off on a litany about three of his mother's DVDs on Yoga. And he wants to do it with me. In his living room. I want to do it in the comfort and privacy of my own living room and he's free to join me. But my living room is not as spacious as his and there's always people at my house. I can't really imagine me and Lionel doing Yoga with my dad watching. Right?

In other news--I have to let you know! I am addicted to Heavy Rain.

I AM SO AT A LOSS FOR WORDS RIGHT NOW. I mean, I have just realized that I can kind of only write when I am sad. I'm pretty boring when I am happy I guess.


My brother is going crazy over his iTouch. He's on this chatroom app where he's talking to random people and pretending to be something he's not. Like for instance, there was this guy who confessed that he was cheating on his girl. And he pretended to be the dad of the girl. Like how the heck do people even pretend to do that?

Kids today. They're all idiots.

Anyway. I gotta go. Maybe tomorrow I will be a little bit more inspired after indulging myself in Elizabeth Gilbert's delicious words. Ciao!

STAPLES still hasn't called me. REMIND ME PLEASE TO CALL THEM ON MONDAY!

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In other news, my mom was snooping around my phone this morning (which entitles her to a Bad Mom Award). Need I say more?

Anyway. My mom also didn't let me go to Mississauga and sleep over Eos's place. It's crazy. I can't do anything about it. Which reminds me of something I have to do!..... DONE!

Hey I have a secret to tell..

I'm still mad. I'm still angry. As angry as I was the day it all hit me. I'm just so mad, that every time I see things that remind of things that happened before, my heart does this little swan dive. Thank god I'm far away.

I actually just finished deleting posts from this blog. This is a NEW START blog. This is my NEW LIFE blog. The blog that will only be about from this point in my life to the future. There will be no such thing as heartbreak in this new life of mine, only bliss and easy-to-chew bite-sized problems.

Don't wonder too much why. It's because I have a new wonderful lease on life. I am no longer alone, I have finally acquired some maturity (which is sadly, actually less than I'd want to think I have), and my heart, although perforated, has been sewn back to its original, shapely state.


I am happy now. More happy than you would have ever expected from me back in the time. I'll explain in detail once I get comfortable again about Blogger. =)

Toodles!

I am checking in a hotel today.
But not a real one.
A figurative one.

Okay. I hope you'd hang on long enough until I get my mojo back.

Pinned to where I was, I didn't want to move, I just wanted to watch the fat, lazy clouds passing by and winking at us from your bedroom ceiling.