ALRIGHT! So, I haven’t been posting anything here lately, only ‘cause I find both Twitter and Tumblr utterly boring. But I want to spread the word about my little small business:
I’m now painting on shoes, which is pretty satisfying to me, and customizing it to my customers.
It’s cheap, it’s unique and actually durable.
I’d appreciate MUCHO if you come check it out!
i had alot of hopes and expectations for everything. i expected everything to just fall into place and everything will be hunky-dorey. ahhhh, what a laugh. there’s nothing to say, really. but i do it for the sake of wasting time and i’d rather not do homework. i can’t even tell if i’m confused or i just don’t care. maybe i just don’t care. no, not about homework. him. maybe i don’t care about him so much. then why do i stay? am i that lazy to leave? something tells me i’m going to regret what i post. not like people read this crap. i’d lose interest by ‘i had alot of…’ it’s not like i can leave. it’ll just be another cycle for me. i’d leave. i’d cry. i’d cave in. i’d stay. i’ve gotten so used to the idea of us i guess. i’ve been telling myself that for a long time. why am i still here? i guess i really am tied down. ugh.
khristine, my eldest brother’s girlfriend, took the liberty to do her version of the smokey eye on me.
even though the picture makes it look somewhat…..badly blended, it looks pretty badass in person.
but i’m more of a subtle kind of girl haha


oh man.
i was just in my room, reading some pride and prejudice [just for the hell of it, honestly it’s a boring book.] when a stack of mail comes for me from colleges across the country.
geez, is it that time already? i barely feel out of middle school, honestly.
my mind went from one thing to another. it went from SAT scores to garlic bread [which i made: delicious.] to thinking about smokey eyes [covergirl sucks.] to urban outfitters.
don’t get me wrong; i love urban outfitters….as a window shopper. but their products are way too over-priced and half the shit they have isn’t worth the andrew jackson’s. why would i pay $36.98 for a skimpy black tank that has no more design than that of ordinary tanks from wetseal? besides, urban outfitters makes better clothes for men -___- [it ALWAYS turns out like that.]
i did it.
i saved up as much courage as i could just to say what i said. i did it.
i said what i meant; from the bottom of my heart. i didn’t hold back and i was brutal, harsh, cold.
i’ve never felt so relieved and fearful all into one. i have no more feelings to hide anymore, but i’m uncertain about what will happen next. it won’t be a long wait though, whether the reaction is good or not; i got one more year to go.
i can take it.