Time to purge my phone with random photos. Here ya go.
1] This red brick pavement is several steps outside our house. It looks prettier in this photo.
2] I wear my black heart on my finger. This is two-faced, other side is white. I’ll show you next time. :)
3] Pink polka dot case for my Blackberry. hmm. Too girly for me. Any takers?
4] This “marching” band played Earth, Wind, and Fire right outside the grocery store.
5] Do not be fooled. He’s not Korean. If he was, then I should be also (he’s my brother, Kyle). But I’m not. So he’s not. Okay, now I’m going round in circles here. Stopping now..
6] Super green apple I had for lunch. Sour.
7] Remember my post about the bowling tournament that I was late to? I had a Big City hotdog sandwich. And here are his trifecta of condiment friends.
8] Old-school arcade game in the office. The guys had so much fun, no doubt about that.
9] There was also a chess tournament in the office. I know, coolest office right? It’s like we’re all fun and games. haha
10] Some building outside my office building. The sun was so high up, and was so freakingly warm it burns your skin (not an understatement).
So there. See you again, same time, same channel, for another episode of crazy randomness brought to you by my Blackberry mobile phone. bow.
Cutting your own bangs because your lazy self wouldn’t drag itself to the salon. Regretting a little because you cut shorter than you should have. And finally, hoping no one would notice where you actually made that mistake. haha.
And did you notice my little trick here? I just showed you how you can instantly make any pesky zit disappear, without the use of Photoshop. How
lame great is that? The key is to remember to say the magic words, “now you see zit, now you don’t”. And tada~
If you can work out your pretty magic and teleport me to the beach, I would very much like that. At least one more time before summer officially gets over, whisk me away from the hustle and bustle of the city. There are quite a number or beautiful beaches here in the Philippines, so I saved you from the hassle and cut down the list to two. First one is in Bohol, the second in La Union. I know I’ve been there before, but it doesn’t matter to me. Any place would be fine as long as I can lounge on the sand with a glass of mango shake in hand and some ukulele music playing in the background (Jack Johnson would be just perfect). Basically, I’d jump ecstatically at the next opportunity to get some time to do nothing but live in the moment. You know, just pause for a while and relax and be grateful for the mere fact that I can move about, that I breathe, that I exist.