All I Want For Christmas Are... (An Alphabetical Wishlist)

Air Jordan 4 Vivid
Backpack; Either Nike or Jansport will do.
Crunchy Cookie Butter, Trader Joe's Speculoos
David Levithan books
Earrings, lots of them! My inner kikay wants them!
Ferrari, kidding... aside.
G-shock. But I guess they're too humongous for my minute arm, might as well go with Baby G.
Hugs and kisses from the boyfriend ♥
iPad and Instax
Journal, just because I think I need to write again. And for keepsake purposes.
Keds. Lately, I found myself ogling on kicks.
Laptop! Preferably, Windows 8 and revolutionary. The one that works with touch and is detachable.
Moolah!!! Okay, MAC makeups will do.
Necklace with my name on it. Oh, I've been dying to have on since then.
Opportunities.
Pug. Yes, a dog. My boyfriend and I are willing to adopt. Oh and, PS4 and the LG Photo pocket.
Quezon's Yema Cake!
Roadtrip with an indefinite place to go.
Shopping Spree!
Taylor Swift concert tickets and a Team Kramer Meet and Greet sesh!
Umbrella. The one I'm using needs to retire already.
Vans, the atwood ones! Told ya, been loving kicks lately.
(To) Wander. I want escapades, I want to go out.
Xtended Vacation, mehehe.
YOU!
Zzzzz... Some sleep and an ample amount of slumber til the sem ends. Is it too much to ask?

Wonderwoman's Word Vomit

At least you never have to deal with this kind of treatment, never have to be poor again, never have to stick with these certain kind of people, never have to worry about your tuition fee, never have to feel like you're not secured in your own home, never have to hate your parents for not being able to get by, never feel pressured... I'm not saying that my woes are worse than yours but you are luckier.

Hello, Holidays!

For everybody's information, school started a few weeks ago which means I have no other choice but to go on hiatus again. Yep, school has taken most of my time and even if it didn't, I still won't be updating this blog 'cause I still have this immense writer's block going on. Trololol. Anyhoo, here's what I've been up to for the past month! All thanks to my trusty phone, I now have something to show the world!

Had my tresses done! It's a ritual before classes start 'cause apparently, my hair is the most recalcitrant thing that existed on Earth. Kidding aside, it's too high-maintenance for my life that it needed treatment semiannually.

Obligatory selfie after having something done. Had my hair bobbed and colored! First time after 93749230234834 years!

And another selfie.

Not the most aesthetic-looking carbonara but the tastiest! Tried cooking something before classes start. There you go, my meal!

After - school date with my boyfriend on our first day back from sembreak!

First Saturday class after three semesters! #OOTD

Another photo taken that day! Group OOTD with ate Krish, Chame, Chella, Jans, Jhonna, Katya, and Krissy!

Bacon for breakfast.

My sister and I being the goofballs that we are! Dad doesn't look like he's enjoying it.

Everyone's so inlove with this tree for being so romantic. The Christmas and Valentine's Day Grinch in me says no.

This was my sister's wallet-- and now mine!

Mr. Pogi! Mmmmmwwwwaaaahhhh!

PDA photo. Sorry not sorry.

My class' birthday surprise for Amb. Almendrala!

One Saturday class with my bestfriends! 

Photo from Chella dela Cruz

Yours truly taking advantage of my sickly look.

Another OOTD! This time, with my school uniform.

First meeting with Mr. Endriga, the most generous prof who walked on this planet! He gave us a hundred bucks each!

That ditch class kinda day.

Photo from Chella dela Cruz

One fine church day. The transformation of the church I grew up with, though.

Summer vibe OOTD!

Ending this post with an edited photo of my fabulous boyfriend! Mehehehe. Isn't he lovely? He is, I know, I'm lucky. xx

Of Phobias and Death

Nothing scares me like public speaking does. Just the thought of it makes me fidget! The nervous wreck in me wants to whack myself and slit my throat just so I could avoid the instance for the rest of my life. I was that scared with it, okay! I can't do anything about it. Whew. "Face your fears" they said, but what if you faced it a million times already and failed twice as much as the number you tried to conquer your fear?

Freshman year, highschool. My English teacher chose me in a heartbeat for she thought I could write well. Well, I could write well (or so I think, considering the number of times that I overused the word "well") but I can't deliver my words into its proper vocal output. To cut the long story short, I was asked to join an extemporaneous contest for the first time and then of course, lose to my experienced opponents. The same thing happened during my second year in college aaaaaannnndddd I'd rather not talk about it. The embarrassment is too much and talking about it makes me cringe. Sigh. Did I mention that I'm currently enrolled in a public speaking class? It may be too unlikely for me but I can't do anything about it because the curriculum lord has spoken. Acccckkk. I probably died my thousandth death today since this has been bothering me since yesterday. Rest in peace, my glossophobic self.

I don't even know why I'm doing this, I should be writing a self-introduction speech for Friday. *facepalm*