Happy me, happy me.  I’m happy with my new theme.  I just certainly hope I’ll stay that way for a looooong time. Lols.

A couple of my friends were boggled as to why I haven’t been online for a few days now, considering I’m the perpetually online gal.  Hi guys, thanks for remembering, I got sick.  Yes, due to the sweet pasalubongs from officemates who came home from a gaming event in Davao (read: ube pastillas and durian candy), my left tonsils got inflamed and contracted pus (ew!), the left side of my neck swelling and fever.  So that’s what happens when I eat too much sweets.  Man, I haven’t experienced this since I was college. Read the rest of this entry »

Great, the theme hasn’t been on for a month and yet I’m starting to grow tired of it. Nyahahaha.

Well its my fault. The original plan was to have a nice clean site in white where I can just change the header/banner every so often, but I was sidetracked by this ProBloggery theme. Read the rest of this entry »

Last year, I joined. And this year, I will join again. And if you give a damn, you should too!

Thanks to Jennie for tagging me. Its been a while since I’ve done tags and I used to love doing it. But now it takes me forever to tag back. (So sorry to all my taggers. I hope you guys won’t stop from tagging me.) Tags are actually good since they drive traffic and gives a lot of linky love. Now here’s my first tag after a long while. Read the rest of this entry »

While I was on the train this morning, I heard something from the pipe-in info-mercial that piqued my interest. It was saying something about a study done by a university that has proven to lessen stress. And the deed was something so simple, so easy and you didn’t have to pay for it too. Guess what it is? Holding hands. Read the rest of this entry »

Serious Elise

Elise and I were in a line for an interview. The toddler that she is, she gets fidgety when its needed for her to stay in one place. She got really squirmy and restless in her sling. If I let her down, she’ll just run around and we’ll lose our place in the queue.

I tried talking to her and making her “daldal” so she would temporary forget her discomfort. After a while of chit-chatting, she suddenly exclaimed, “Mommy cow o, daming cow!” (Pronounced as CAW) Read the rest of this entry »