Dadum! Terrible Two’s!

 

matching purple clips

 

Oh yes, she’s here. She’s there, she’s everywhere! My daughter’s turned two!

Photos are on multiply and flickr, but it isn’t much. Terrible twos? She can throw a terrible tantrum, can be very naughty and my kid’s smart amidst being a bit late on the talking side (wala kasing kausap masyado). I hope I survive the next year of having little people at home now that my princess is two years old.

Ink Blots

Note to self: press the damn publish button before you close the browser. Idiot.

In par with my list of wants, exactly a month ago, I had my tattoo.

It’s been a month since I had my tattoo. Something that so far my parents will still kill me for. They really are against getting tattoos and me being the bah bah black sheep, I got one last month.

Concerts and Music Videos

Opposed to what I promised in one of my previous posts, I was not able to publish my drafts for reasons I’d like to smack myself with. Seriously, I am having a hard time writing or publishing these past few weeks that I am a bit surprised I have not stabbed a pair scissors through my neck. :gross:

Anyways, since I am evading talks about my personal life nowadays, and writer’s block and procrastination have not been helpful either, we move on to topics I’m used to…

Drinking Lessons

If there’s one thing you should never do when you have friends visiting and drinking at your own house, it’s to never teach your friends how to operate your camera. Never leave your computer on too!

Tumba Na

I hate you guys so much, I made this my wallpaper for the week. LOL

Single

Me at the balcony of the condo Single. Ah yes, that word some people love to hate, and some others hate to love… Do you wanna be single? Are you single? Are you happy?

Some of my friends don’t seem to like being single at all. Some despise the idea of being single especially around February and remain entangled in relationships that never seem to help them grow as an individual and in fact continues to drag them down in the long run. Some jump from one relationship to the other (ouch?), bringing along baggages that affect the present, never giving themselves enough time to heal.