Triumphant Tsunamis

I’d like to take a moment to congratulate myself a few years back. Perhaps the bitchiest moment of my life where fate stood by my side and justice prevailed.

Do you remember this?

I felt so pretty. And powerful. Looking back, I hope he ended up being a homeless pothead, shitting on manholes and wiping his but with biodegradable tabloid papers.

The world is full of motherfuckers. And now, thinking about it, I take it as a blessing to have known one in real life that I can screw over as revenge. How delicious to have the last laugh.

How delicious to have the last laugh, bitch!

Le Pliage Cuir

I can't wait to start collecting designer handbags.
The Le Pliage Cuir of Longchamp will soon be mine. I just don't know what color to get yet! Taupe, Camel, or Blue? Definitely not the black. I hope I can still get the Gun Metal in medium though, but the color's so last season's!

Bag Obsessions

I thought my bag obsessions would end with my recent purchase of a certain birthday gift. But I guess boys can't stop their bag obsessions!
Dear God, please please please have a gun metal gray medium one for when and where I'm going to get one… PLEASE!!!

Escape and the City

The urban jungle is a difficult place to live in. It bogs you down and tests your patience. It consumes your daily life. Concrete buildings confine you and require you to pine away and earn your keep. And when the heat kicks in, it’s even harder to navigate to.

Summer in Manila is the worst. Trying not to sweat on a hundred degree weather is a challenge (and you can’t imagine how much I HATE to sweat!). So the city you call home becomes your enemy. So the best way to beat the heat is to go hit the beach. And the time off we took this weekend couldn’t have  come at a better time.

We had a blast!

I had initially worried about what would happen if I leave the city. But the more I drank the more I felt like saying “fuck it, it’s not the end of the world.” Normally, I find it difficult to take time off, but now I’ve grown a set of autonomous balls that can push back if blame comes haunting me.

The world being in order can’t depend on me.

Some people can call me out for falling off the grid, but I suppose to each their own. People gotta stop running to me to solve problems they can solve themselves. Till the next time we throw caution to the wind, then!

4:24

There’s too much to be thankful for. I’m more than happy with my life for being so blessed when I turn 29 this year. I couldn’t ask for more. But of course it’s my birthday, and it’s right around the corner. Somehow, I can’t stop myself from wanting something for myself.
I work hard and I've been there for everyone else. I've sacrificed my time with family and friends in favor of work. I've beaten myself up over so many things, tramped on my own needs, so I can provide for everyone else.

Why shouldn't I get what I want?

Why does it make me feel bad to buy something I can pay for? Because I should spend it for someone else? Because kids come first? I don't have kids. I'll never have any. Am I worried that people think I spend so much on trivial things? I have a real life. And nothing about it is trivial.

We'll see!