Listening to: Free Man In Paris Watching: Princess Hours (what can I say, I'm as sucker for korean romantic stuff involving royalty)
MERRY CHRISTMAS CITIZENS! This, my friend, is a season to be w00t-happy.
This is the first time in 2 years++ that I received my first real rose from Randy. I've never felt so girly in my whole life than last Tuesday when he revealed the single pink rose inside his backpack. I've never been so kilig! Shhh Don't tell anybody that!
I was quite surprised, really. I once received a paper mache rose from him last February but that doesn't really count, does it? He gave the paper rose to me as an apology for sending me home in the middle of our 'date' to get the Devil May Cry 3 at home. But now! A real rose the day after an annoying argument! How sweet is that? And with it, a cute lavender teddy bear to say He's Sorry! Ow, this boy is spoiling me to pieces.
Anyway I'm working at Philippine Daily Inquirer, writing my butt off from 11am to 4pm. The people are doubleplusgood there. Amazing journalists overwhelm me. Randy is working at the Philippine Overseas Employment Agency, a tifle far from where my office is. I hope this doesn't put a strain over our being together. I'm happy this is another breathing room for the both of us but I can't help miss him every lonely lunchtime (I have no classmate working for PDI), eating my crappy packed lunch. While he dines at SM mall (just across POEA) with Apple, Kharr, and Theresa in the restaurant of their choice.
I cut my hair. It's shorter compared to the shit I had. My hair needs some brushing and maybe some gleam. I try to take care of my hair now but it's requires so much money and effort, things I can't afford to give away so freely.
I always seem to end with a very sad note, don't I?
Hopefully I can have some non-gloomy stuff to put up here soon.
