HAUTE COUTURE!

NOVEMBER IS HERE!

Anne Curtis wearing Slim's designs.
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GOOD TIMES!

This is me, being so sentimental again.

Last weekend, we had our retreat for graduating students, it was great, to say the least. It has been a long time since I cried and laughed like that and it felt so damn good.

Now I wish I was back in college, hanging out in someone's house, Camia or the lung center. Good times, good times! I couldn't remember not laughing. May it be with the help or alcohol or not.

THANKS, you know who you are. Last weekend, you guys made me remember how much fun I had in school. I love it to bits. <3

I feel like its too cheesy, so I'll stop my thoughts right here. NO peep-

TWO CENTS.

I just want to listen to you talk all day, is that too much to ask?

And probably bite your lip as well just because its too tempting..

Where art thou?

I can't seem to write the way I used to. I may have left my sense of humor and probably wit, somewhere.

Running in HEELS.

Couldn't think of a title, so I typed that in. I believe there is a reality show named "Running in Heels," about Marie Claire interns in the US. Loves it!

Okay, so I kinda revised my previous post because after reading it again after a few days, I felt sick. How can I be that emotional. I kid.

Yesterday was our meeting day for the magazine, especially the fashion pages. It was, as usual, exciting! Since we get to brainstorm and think of things for the magazine. Oh, you better be excited, as in super. I shrieked and my heart literally skipped a beat when I heard the news. Exciting, I tell you. Meetings gets me inspired and reminds me of why I like love what I'm currently doing.

I asked my mom last night if she can stay out late today, because I will try to attend the Chanel event. Heehee. Thanks Daryl!

And this morning I got the sermon of my life on my way to work because I woke up late. Pretty intense. I hate it when I have sermons for breakfast, super negative vibe. Anyhow, I'm just waiting for the PDFs that I need to send. Eeek. I. Need. To. Send. It. TODAY!

OUCH!

I opened my Facebook account and was immediately greeted by this:

Would you rather: A. Want something but never get the chance to have it? B. Get something that you’ve always wanted but end up feeling not wanting it anymore? C. Discover that something that you’ve wanted turns out to be something that it isn’t?

It was my advertising professor's status. And it hit me like a big yellow school bus.

CAN YOU READ THIS?

Olny srmat poelpe can raed tihs.

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Grabbed from Johnnyverse.

I'mna do BIG THINGS

I'm at my lola's place today, 'cause she asked us to visit her. We actually live close to each other but we never get to visit her.

Well, I'm just gonna finish work on Monday. Hope its not yet too late.

Tomorrow we plan to go out, after 25 centuries, we finally planned to go out. Can't wait.
I don't have much to say. So, I'm gonna go. You can stay a little longer, enjoy the music. CIAO!

EMOTIONAL

It might be too much Estrogen or simply separation anxiety, I get that sometimes.

I can't seem to shake it off. I feel sad or alone. Whatever you call it.

I hate it. I wanna curl up in my bed and feel safe.

I HATE THE FEELING.

IN THE MEANTIME

If I walk, would you run? If I stop, would you come? If I say you're the one, would you believe me? If I ask you to stay, would you show me the way? Tell me what to say, so you won't leave me..

Maybe I'm not ready, but I'll try for your love. We've been hiding enough.

If I sing you a song, would you sing along? If I gave you my heart, would you just play the part? Or tell me its the start of something beautiful.