Mon, October 19, 2009
Everyone has one (or more) guilty pleasure(s). They’re practically the spice of life, after all. And then… there are really cool people who have dangerous pleasures… like: bungee-jumping, ‘nifty’ bike acrobacy, Russian roulette etc etc. As for yours truly, she’s a rather boring person. Or that’s what I thought up until recently, at least.
Normally I’m [...]
Sun, January 25, 2009
My mom has always been the one to make us GO… places. Especially, if said places implied hiking. She does however seem to ignore “mildly” unpleasant things such as… miles upon miles of mud *shudders*
Mom: Oh come on! You need to break those shoes in!
Me: Ugh… why does it have to be done knee-deep in [...]
Wed, January 7, 2009
For some weird reason, I never tend to do things the sensible way. Frequently enough, I realize I’m doing the exact opposite of it all. It’s not even because I want to stand out from the crowd, or any such thing. The minute I realize what I’m doing, I start fretting like no tomorrow, and [...]
Wed, October 1, 2008
I… have no idea how to start this without sounding all pathetic and apologetic. First of all, let’s make something clear:I’m not sorry for not updating. As such, I express this singular fact by bolding the words. Nothing convinces people more than screaming at them1.
To prove my dedication to this site, I’ve decided to take [...]
Sun, July 27, 2008
I’m not sure about elsewhere, but here gypsies are generally rather… business oriented. They’ll stop you on the street trying to sell you whatever. It’s not a problem if you don’t need what they offer, the cunning businessman/woman1 is ready to rephrase his/her offer so it matches your needs. If you’re not taken in by [...]
Sat, July 12, 2008
There are times when I’m just not up to anything. Unfortunately, no one is ever going to pity me over a terrible sunburn. Most especially not, if lots of other people around me suffer of it. How do you perk up then? Apparently, setting a witty/mysterious status on your IM is the way to go.
Ten [...]
Sun, January 20, 2008
My parents are often (read: always) doubting my maturity. They are, however, always careful to stress that despite their nonstop nagging they are incredibly proud of me. It’s just that, there are these worrisome cases of me freaking out over tiny insects. I’d like to stress that whatever they label tiny, I define as reasonably [...]