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TommyPom digs Converse’s new music Tumblr.
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“When I met Johnny, I was pure virgin. He changed that. He was my first everything. My first real kiss, my first real boyfriend, my first fiancé....
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I want to be Winona Ryder in the 90s.
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“When they broke up in 93 he wasn’t acting like Johnny anymore.. It’s almost like Winona took Johnny’s soul, Johnny’s love.” - Tim Burton
Sleepwalking in the yard. #youngknight #lancelot
Welcome to Hollywood. Ay, Laoag pala. ;) #laoag #hollywood #mountains #bridgeview
More exotic food. Fried moths a.k.a. Gamu-Gamo #moth #exoticfood #insects #friedmoth #foodporn
My boy in the farm. #youngknight #lancelot #canon #nature #ilocos #landscape
Packing things. Leaving on Friday after tomorrow’s shift I don’t know where to begin. #procrastinating #packing #clothes #bags #vacation #travel
To Ilocos, 2013
7:20 am. Procrastinating.
I’m leaving to Ilocos by Friday morning as soon as I get off from my 9-hour shift at 5am. And I haven’t packed clothes yet.
Here are the things that I have to do today ‘til tomorrow:
- ‘The’ Groceries
- Bank-related matters
- Sort photos and have them printed for Lola
- Wash clothes
- Pack clothes and other paraphernalia for Ilocos
- Pack clothes and other paraphernalia for Galera
- Visit Tita in PGH
- Clean the house when Mama and the kiddos leave
Oh. These photos? Got them from a friend’s Facebook album. That’s when we went to Ilocos in 2012. It was planned months ahead but it’s the kind of trip that a group of friends just talk about and never really thought they’ll be pushing for. And then, Voila! We made it!
T’was a long trip with eight others but it was the best out of town adventure I’ve had ever. The people I was with were crazy. They just can’t get enough.
They’re going back to Ilocos by the end of this month, although the backpackers’ list hasn’t been confirmed yet. I tried my best to fix my work schedule for that vacation I’ve been bleeding for, but…. As usual. The main thing remains as THE MAIN THING. But, I’m blessed to have my own vacay with my family instead of the usual staycation galore I waste my leaves on.
So I’m going back to Pagupod before I leave for Galera, and grab one of my cousins to bring me to Bangui for their Windmills, and other scenic spots in Vigan etc. Oh Vigan! I have to go to that well-preserved village of history again.
I’ve been asking my uncles to let me plant in the farm, climb trees, and harvest honey in beehives. (They let me come with them in 2005 without knowing I have to be fully clothed because bees won’t leave us alone for trespassing their mouth-watering abode.Thus, I went home with a pretty heavy and swollen arm. Hahaha.) Crossing my fingers for some memorable experiences.
So there. My head is aching now. Malls will be open in three hours. I have to leave. And I have to go. ;)
I hope you guys have a great summer too!
Changes
I’m leaving for work in four hours and I got a few things in mind which keep me from dozing off this afternoon.
First is my weight. I already mentioned how comfortable I am with being size 8/10 or 10/12. I don’t give a damn about having to look stunning 24/7 simply because I’m just not the type who wants to look great day in and out. I’m neither an exotic beauty nor an eyecandy. I’m just a normal-looking, olive-skinned, chubby 20ish female.
But there are times when I want to see myself looking absolutely adorable even on a v-neck tee and washed denims. Not to impress other people, but to satisfy myself.
Diet makes me unhealthy. It drives my acids into nuts. I end up binging, and with a stone-hard tummy. I tend to consume more food days or weeks after I shed some pounds and the cycle starts all over again. I never made it through.
I don’t look awful with my clothes on but I’m not damn satisfied with my clothes off. Like I said, “I’m my own worst critic.” Thus, this calls for a workout. A routine. An activity.
And that begins tomorrow. I’ll come to work with my gym clothes and hit those rides after shift. Fingers-crossed.
Second, I want to lessen my reblogs, or start anew. I want a clean slate on Tumblr but it’s difficult to gain the same amount of followers which I’m apparently concerned of. (‘Coz I blog as a hobby. To write. To read. And, to be heard.)
I want to make a blog which makes more sense. Something that goes beyond relationships, famous quotations, and the usuals - Paris, movies, fashion, interiors, typographies, etc.
I want to make it big this time. ‘Coz I won’t be enrolling this semester. It goes back to writing, reading, staying home, capturing photos, and whatever comes along the way.
Third, I have to sleep now. As in now. I have to work 5x harder on the next five work days because I’ll be gone for 6 days and it’s gonna affect my statistics big time. We got mandatory leaves so I’ll just go North.
Tata.
Dilemma
Thinking about whether moving my photoblog to Wordpress and purchasing a domain, and or deleting my Tumblr account to start from scratch and scraps of my old Tumblr.
What d’you think?
