◤ True Confessions ◢
Alright! I’m getting so many questions lately and I’m really tired of answering them over and over again. You see, one person asks and then another — same questions. Why?
To save my self from answering them (which I don’t really answer in real life because I can’t and I’m usually going in circles), I’ll let you refer to this blog. Easy, yeah?
◤ Fly to the Stars ◢
Hey. That sounded like a good title for a book.
*scribbles on pad for ideas*
Good day! Long time, no blog, I suppose. But, I’m back!
Today, I’m going to talk about my self flying to the stars. I’m not talking about literally flying to the stars, dumdum! I have meanings for it as I usually do with my other…things. By flying to the stars, I meant flying to my dreams. And yes, that includes him —- the guy I’m entrusting my heart to.
It makes more sense now, isn’t it? *grins*
By any chance, are you my life author?
Why are you scared of me?
I-I don't know. I just am.
That's not it. There's a reason but you don't want to tell me. You don't want to because you're scared. What is it? Tell me.
I just don't want you to get mad at me. I'm scared that you will. That's the reason why I don't tell you...things.
But...I thought we're the best-est of friends.
I'm sorry, Poppy.
Look, Flynn, I'm human too. It's natural for me to get mad about things but you know that I'll understand where you're coming from, right? I know you and I love you. Please don't lie and hide things from me just because you're scared. Trust me and I'll trust you. I don't want us to break.
I will. I love you too and I don't want us to break either. I swear, I will open up to you more....but, don't bite me, please.
*laughs* I won't bite. I promise.
◤ I want love. I want us. I want you. I want me. I want FOOD. ◢
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.
Rocking 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!