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i am not a huggy person. i give hugs rarely. and only to the best people.
i love big dogs.
i can be a morning person, if need be. if not, i am very cranky.
i am not very fond of balloons. nor clowns.
i hate small talk.
i chew the tip of my straws if and when i use them.
i enjoy 'fake' strawberries.
i'm very good at licking ice cream, but bad at biting burgers.
i love my stapler.
you'll know it when i don't hear you when i smile a lot.
i am the most un-romantic person i know.
contrary to popular belief, i do cry easily.
i bite.

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Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Malling alone is NOT as bad as it sounds

My day yesterday was lotsa fun. First, I got to be an unofficial commuter boy, HAHA. Commuting here is very taxing. It really takes a lot out of me, especially since I don't do it twice a day everyday.

I finally got myself a long overdue, well-deserved birthday present. It's expensive as hell, but I only turn 18 once, right? So that's that.

Ayala Malls always confuse me. As I was strolling around Trinoma yesterday, I couldn't help but get lost every damn friggin' time. Maybe it's all the curves and stuff. AND there weren't that many landmarks since most of the stores are not yet open. So I had to find my way around and take frequent trips to the concierge.

Twister Fries is back! That's all.

And it was uber fun to be a kid again. As I was planning to go home, I passed by DQ and I thought I wanted me some Blizzard. So in I go. And the place was jampacked with all these kids (+parents, of course). Everyone who could run was running amok and I couldn't help but smile to every kid that decided to bump into me. Fun fun fun. I decided to ditch the normal tables so I scooted over to the counter with the high stools. And there I was, swaying my dangling legs to and fro, wide-eyed while eating a whole lot of ice cream. Fun fun fun.

I want Jibbitz. The cute kind. The ones in Trinoma are crap.

Serious mode...

I decided to quit you. And it worked like a charm. For a while, anyway. But lately I realized that I still want you. Badly. And I know that absolutely nothing can some out of this. So if it worked then, it will work now. All I need is a little willpower (which I absolutely DON'T have) and for you to be ***damn unappealing. Sh*t.