After nine months

Dear Bloggy,

I'm pregnant. To be exact, I have been bearing a child for 36 weeks. @_@
Changes? I'm heavier, healthier, and lovelier. LOL.

I say heavier because the baby made me gain ten pounds. Hehehe. My hubby dubby says I'm the first preggy he knows who doesn't get fatty fat. c: Good for me.

A better healthy life. I don't eat preservatives which I bragged about many months ago. I am better. I look better, mind you. xD  I've been living with hubby slash  ex-boyfie for five months. He cooks well- healthful veggie stuff that makes my lungs breath easier afterward.

I got a haircut. Six inches removed. Pregnancy makes me feel hot. I can't help sweating and once I give birth, I am not allowed to take a bath for a week! Sucks. -,- So a haircut is practical. It was my first time to have it in David Salon. Expensive. I spent like 300 pesos for hair and eyebrows. Of course the stylist was anticipating a tip which I never gave. Why would I? He wasn't the only one who served me. There was the boy who washed my hair and did my blower. The stylist only cut it and made it look good. I know I'm stingy. =.=

I'm happy. Really, I am. Redundancy does not apply. I hope this lasts. I like it.

Fuck

OMG. Fuck. I am twenty-three! Yieeeeeee. Eeeeeek!



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LOL. Whatever. It sucks to know I am not getting any younger.
I need Flamel's philospher's stone or a ticket to Neverland with a bonus of Pinky Dust gladly donated by Mr. Peter Pan.

Well, life goes on.

I have a boyfriend and it's my birthday. Am I fucking happy? Uhhhhhhh, maybe? Haha
Let's be more specific. From 1 to 10 and 10 is happiest, I feel hmmm 7. I would feel 8 though if I can meet my boyfriend this week. We haven't seen one other for 19 days. LOL. I sympathize to wives of OFWs. I am not a wife. Hahaha. But imagine how they feel when they only meet their hubby once a year. It sucks. Sigh.


What am I going to do to my birthday? Oh, I am gonna eat my favorite food later. Guess? Fastfood of preservative cancerous fried stuff. Hahaha.

Hmmm. I want to share my Korean Popular Music fantasism.
Hear ya go!

I present musical performances of Dream High and Dream High 2

I am developing my emotional intelligence. xD

http://tinybuddha.com/blog/how-to-deal-with-uncomfortable-feelings/

1. No one else causes our feelings. Only we can choose and change them. 
2. Pain is sometimes an indication we need to set boundaries, learn to say no more often, or take better care of ourselves; but sometimes it just means that it’s human to hurt, and we need to let ourselves go through it.

His name is James, my first boyfriend.

I met him in Jollibee of Pacita as I joined a mountaineering group who is hiking in Mt. Romelo, Siniloan, Laguna. He was the last person to arrive. I was a bit annoyed because I got there early and waited for more than two hours.

I hadn't have any sleep yet. Work ended at 12 midnight and I had to leave the house after 2am. Imagine my sleepy head in a moving 4-hour jeepney drive. LOL.  I swing like a pendulum and hit shoulders of strangers. xD. Then this guy in front of me laughs like I am some sight for his entertainment. I liked his smile especially when his eyes get smaller. Haha. His name is James.


We didn't have plates, nor utensils. Lunch was canned tuna and corn beef mixed on rice. James covered his left hand with a big leaf. and there I ate my lunch. xD

Secrets are scary
It showers you worries
Should you share?
Should you keep?

Heart is trapped
with indecisions
Be like a fly
who buzzes and die

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Bella means pretty
But Twilight is silly

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Giggles. Daydreams. Smiles
She likes him
She wants him

Mirrors

See me through
a glass fragile as you
Laugh at me and glare
at the prettiest face you dare

Black is for girls
Pink is for boys
Mirrors reveal
What we really feel

Like the sun it lights
Like the water it replenishes
Like humans it deceives
Like Satan it sins

God is not mirror
He doesn't know glass
He has no face nor reflection
But has faith and hope

Destroy your mirror
Leave the fragments and be free
of a life dictated by what you see