Aaah. Looks like my bracelet has spoken. And it chose Team Jacob.

Even if I had to resist the urge to shove a finger down my throat so I can puke my guts out every time I see Kirsten Stewart and Rob Pattison, I won’t deny that once upon a time, I was —

1) a very giddy bunny over the books (And I probably would still let out girlish giggles if I read them again. Book Edward is still heavenly in my head.); and

2) over the moon when I found out the Cedric Rob is playing Edward. Then he stopped washing his hair. Now when I see him all I think of is how much I want to use his head to clean our floors, and to send him to the dentist to fix his underbite.

Not really much of a Twitard…sorry, I mean Twihard now, but I’m upset that my bracelet broke. :( I’m quite fond of this one, it’s my easiest go-to accessory and I wear it every day. Plus, after a couple of years it still hasn’t tarnished!

If you know a thing or two about fixing jewelries, or if you know someone who knows someone who can, or someone who knows someone who knows someone who can (and so on and so forth), please oh please give me a tip on how to remedy this and I would love you forever!

On my way out for work this morning, I was frantically digging through the contents of my bag looking for my bus pass while sprinting to the bus stop. (I guess I should note that the bus stop is a 2-minute walk from my house, and yet I still manage to always almost miss my ride every morning. Geezuz.) After my hand groped what felt like the 346th object in that blackhole, I finally found my pass wedged underneath my Moleskine and tumbler. Disgruntled and a bit annoyed with myself, I gave my bag a little shake and peered inside, thinking, “What the hell do I have in there?” (or actually it was more “WTF, leche, ano ba laman nito?!”)

Well here’s what:

(1) Bag of the day. This is one of my favourites, a slouchy brown leather bag from Liz Claiborne. It goes with everything!
(2) Pashmina. It was chilly this morning.
(3) Tumbler. I got this on sale at Starbucks ($6!) And while we’re hovering on the topic — PLEASE USE REUSABLE WATER BOTTLES OR TUMBLERS, PEOPLE! Plastic water bottles are so last season.
(4) My glasses. I always bring ‘em with me, just in case I forget — or too sleepy — to put my contacts on.
(5) Trusty Moleskine planner and equally trusty Pilot G-Tec C4. It’s the best — and the only — pen I use on my Moleskine!
(6) Sunglasses. I love them BIG. :)
(7) iPod. Mostly use it for games haha. I’m currently addicted to Paper Toss!
(8) House & office keys on my K-Zone & Love key rings.
(9) Miss-A Swiss Army Kit. Makes me feel like McGuyver. Hahaha.
(10) Bus pass
(11) Cellphone (which is more of an alarm clock than an actual phone as I seldom use it) + pouch
(12) Paris Hilton’s Just Me perfume. Yeah yeah, I know, PARIS HILTON!! But I love it, been using it for years. I alternate this with Burberry.
(13) Sally Hansen’s Hand, Nails & Cuticle cream. The weather here butchered my hands. This gives them the proper TLC.
(14) Aveeno Sunscreen Lotion. I love this! Doesn’t leave my skin sticky unlike other sunscreens do.
(15) Tylenol. Got in a habit of carrying this around with me, just in case.
(16) Mints
(17) Half-eaten nutrition bar. Oh, this is the shiznit y’all! Chocolate-flavoured, keeps you from getting hungry (say, between breakfast up until lunch time), and HELPS YOU LOSE WEIGHT. WIN-to the-NER!
(18) Vitamins. I started bringing them with me at work as I haven’t got time to eat breakfast at home.
(19) Coin purse, which is the primary culprit as to why my bag is always as heavy as a brick.
(20) Wallet. It has more random business & appointment cards, receipts, and lotto max tickets than actual money.
(21) My Make-Up kit, a.k.a. The Thing That I Would Jump Off The Bus For If I Forget It At Home. What’s in there? That’s for another post. :p

Or maybe because you’re scared shitless. But then again, just because you’re alone, that doesn’t mean you’re lonely.

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I don’t believe that a nation should be judged over one man’s action or an unfortunate event. That’s not really fair. It’s like saying, “Let’s hate all the Germans because of what Hitler did” or “Anyone from Saudi Arabia is a terrorist like Osama Bin Laden”. It’s absurd and pig-ignorant.

Let’s just pray, ok? Let’s pray for everyone who was involved in the brutal hostage that happened yesterday. Let’s pray for our country. Let’s pray for world peace. (Oh how very fitting, Ms. Universe nga pala ngayon.)

Be safe all.

xo

You do, you do, you doooo–oooh!

Meet Perry. She’s my sorta-new bike and I LOVE HER. :D I got her for a real steal last night, and the previous owner did an excellent job taking care of her — she’s near perfect! So I guess wishing on airplanes worked after all. :)

I took her out for a spin this evening, it was glorious. I can already tell we’ll have loads of fun together. I am so raring to pimp her up and prettify her! V and I were looking into cutesy-wootsy bike accessories already — wicker baskets, bells, etc. etc. Aieeee this is going to be so fun! :D

And I guess you can figure out who I named her after. :p She MUST be named after someone bitchin’ of course! Although I was toying over the idea of naming her “Solo”, so when I go out for a ride I can sing “I’m riding Solo, I’m riding Solo~~”. Hehe! Ohdeargod sorry that was lame.