Comfort Food: Buko Shake

You know what made my day today? (Other than my daughter, of course.) It's this...

Comfort Food: Dynamite

Some days I get upset and the only thing I can think of is food. Even at this moment that I'm writing this I'm still thinking about what I should cook later. I wanna go on fridge raid and eat all my sorrows away...

Respect

No woman deserves to be treated like a low life. I have been yelled at today and my first reaction was shock, then came anger. Real, raging anger. It was truly unacceptable. But I didn't yell back, because unlike that person, I know what RESPECT is and I still give it to people even when they don't deserve it.

Because I love.

And do you know what hurts the most? I'm really close with the person who DISRESPECTED me and now I'm REALLY sure that things really aren't what they used to be anymore. They're just not the same. I'm not surprised that this past weekend was terrible. My patience was tested to the limit. No matter how much I wanted to turn things around, I just couldn't.

Now I believe them. Things do change at some point, and that point is THIS.

Stats

Cool. So cool. I just tried the new Blogger interface and now it's easier to navigate my dashboard. And what's more is that I came across STATS, and I am so happy to find out that even though I don't have any official followers, this blog has been getting hits all along-- from all over the world! It's amazing and I'm so inspired to write more. Thank YOU for reading my thought bubbles!

I do hope you guys would actually follow though, cos I got a lot more tricks up my sleeve. More topics, reviews, anything actually, while trying to steer away from motherhood topics (which rightfully belong in my other blog). I'm no expert in the girly stuff but I do have my own sense of style and I'm willing to share them with you. I am so excited to write new posts. Thanks again for stopping by. Til next time!

The New Me

The most awaited, most talked about 2012 has finally come. Hey, I'm still alive!... And feeling different.

It's so weird cos I don't have a single new year's resolution but somehow my personality is running on autopilot. It's telling me I'm gonna change and I think it's a good thing. I feel lighter, like 2011 has been too much to take even though we're just talking calendar years here. To me, calendar dates are just numbers and we are taught by word of mouth to set off fireworks on December 31st. We age at the same pace as everybody else, only, we just have different birth dates. We grow up, grow old, even without looking at a calendar. It's just more fun to celebrate, that's all. What's life without parties, right?...