This is an overdue post. OTL
Today, I’m going to talk about food tripping and how dates with the girls usually go for me.
Food trip is one of the things I like doing whenever I receive my paycheck (Who doesn’t, right?). I always ALWAYS try my best to visit a restaurant or a fast food I haven’t tried yet. And, last Saturday, I went to IHOP. YES! The restaurant famous for pancakes! :3
It’s not that bad but I prefer eating in Dome’s than in IHOP. I tried the Mixed Appetizers, Chicken something with mashed potato and broccoli, and Mediterranean Shrimp(?) with rice and steamed brocolli blabla. Omg. I suck at remembering names. ; n ;
It is very good but I just couldn’t help comparing it to Dome’s. The flavor of the food is good but I guess it was a bit too salty for my taste that’s why It’s just so-so to me. Anyway, it’s good and that’s it! Haha. The only thing I regret is the fact that I wasn’t able to try the pancake. I don’t feel like I fully tried IHOP yet and that is why I’m planning to go back for the pancake, hopefully next week. OHYEA.
Another reason why I ended up there is because I dragged my girlfriends there. The plan originally wasn’t supposed to be in the mall but to hangout in a cafe somewhere. But since I want to go food tripping and since I haven’t seen them in a while, why not do all at the same time, right?
Anyway, off to the next topic!
Hanging out with girlfriends can actually wear you out even though you’re just sitting down and chatting….or maybe it’s just me? Hmm.
Racking my brain to share stories so that they can catch up with what’s happening in my life is haaaard. Like, damn hard. I have no idea where to start. I have no idea why I’m being so animated. Aaaand, I have absolutely no idea if I’m actually making sense. O n O
I shared about Mr. Bacon and they went violent. Saying things like,
"Who is he?!"
"Where did he come from?!"
"How did this happen?!"
"Kyaaaa! What did you do?!"
"Why didn’t you goooo?! *slap slap*"
"OMG! Take us next time!"
"We’ll stalk him for you, Maya" <—— There’s no need for this actually
"I’m so kilig and happy for you!"
Yes, girls. That’s how we are. Full of questions, going crazy about one cute event, and being psycho. YES! Psycho. You see, when I told my story, I got more slaps and angry responses as to why I’m shy and reserved towards Mr. Bacon. Then, they went violent (close to being murdered) when they found out that I actually ditched his invitation. I can’t help it, okaaaay? I’m feeling insecure. He’s too perfect and hot and *drools*. I don’t feel pretty!
Mr. Bacon is fine with it but….no. I’m scared. Pffft! Haha.
Well, he said he’s coming back and invite me again…so, ha! Maybe next time. :3
So yea! I’m done. I don’t know if I made sense in this post but I’ll leave it like this. ‘Til next time!
Eid 3 freakin’ days holiday.
I think this is the very first Eid where I became excited and all that. Like what I mentioned on my previous blog, Mr. Bacon (yes, I call him that now because of a failed attempt to make him crave for food) will be in Bahrain during the Eid holidays. YES! He is here and I’m glad just by knowing that. I am HAPPY with just that.
But you know what?
He killed me.
Killed me in a sense where he made me happier. I was just happy by knowing. But, sending me a message to let me know that he’s on the way and that he arrived is what made me happier. When he invited me out, I became the happiest girl in the world!
I kept squealing and my mom kept giving me weird looks.
But I don’t care~ I’m on cloud nine and I’m loving it.
He’s leaving soon. But he said he’ll come back, so, I’ll be waiting and I will. Mhm!
In English, it’s translated as flirty, bitchy, and/or slutty. In Tagalog, Filipinos sometimes use this word lightly (which is closer to flirty than the others) when they tease a friend who gets overly happy by seeing his/her crush or special someone.
Why am I saying this? Well, you see, I have been calling my self malandi for a little while now. I don’t mean it as being bitchy or slutty. I’m trying to say it in a very veeeeeeeeery mild flirty way. Yep yep. Now, you get it.
You see, I have this thing with blue/green eyes and a sexy accent. I swear. If I hear a sexy accent nearby, I go fangirl mode. And, if i see a pair of blue/green eyes (looking at me) I won’t be able to stop smiling and I get overly happy. WHOO! You can totally conclude that these are my preferences in a guy (originally).
*mumble* But I don’t really mind if my special someone doesn’t have these stuff. *mumble mumble*
Ok. I told you about my type and it might seem like I’m starting to drift away from what I’m trying to say, but no!
You see, recently, I got the chance to talk to this guy (You guessed right!
I think. He has green eyes and a sexy accent.) who I “met” online. As a bonus, he’s not just green eyes and sexy accent but he is hot! Like, hot hot. So hot that it makes me cry.
"Why the heck is he talking to me?!" <———- First thing I said out loud when I got his message.
To be honest, he makes me speechless and awkward and shy and all but we continue talking everyday. Talking about random stuff. Laughing about something we’re both confused about (That’s me confusing him though). Sharing whatever story there is to share. Lots and hopefully more.
I’m getting overly happy over someone I don’t personally know. I keep jumping out of joy as if someone’s tickling me. I get butterflies when I hear the “ping" sound from my phone. I squeal like a little girl when I read his messages.
I think I’m being malandi. Haha
He said he’ll visit Bahrain after Ramadan. Kyaaaa~! Time to be an awkward penguin then. Haha