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Here are the lights infront the Boracay Mandarin Hotel from a vantage point of the pseudo-bonsai plant near the hotel’s entrance. The bright flash of my PS cam unwittingly put the branches of that pseudo-bonsai plant in plain sight too.
My waterbaby.
Here I am with someone who is very dear to me and who is able to elicit all sort of emotions from me.
I know, I know I’m so unfair. How could I put this cute little fella under the Bad Hair theme? If he could only talk, he’d have protested. He doesn’t deserve it. And I deserve some kicking in the arse for this.
Now in reality, it is me who rightfully deserves the Bad Hair title. Not him. If he could only talk, I’m sure he’s going to yell about that too. But I need to post an entry, so… my dear kyut koala, my apology.
He’s cute, right? I wish I could be cute like him when I’m having a bad hair day.
Klutz is my middle name. I trip on my own feet. I drop, spill, break things without my meaning to. It just happens always and I’m inclined to beleive gravity has something against me. Really I am a big klutz and this is my painful proof.
My left fist. Taken a month ago after I noticed I unconsciously hurt myself. I didn’t even know where and what I was doing when I got that angry scratch (????). I only noticed I hurt myself when I already felt a stinging sensation while washing my hands.
I’m not really much of a shoes person. I prefer rubber slippers over shoes or sandals. In fact, I am so used to wearing flipflops that I made a complete fool of myself a couple of days ago - when I, wearing my favorite flipflops, went to a government office with the intent of renewing my engineering license. I was refused entry by the guard. Ouch!
Later, I punished myself sashayed into the building wearing a pair of 3-inch wedges. But while I was standing behind the long lines, I so longed for my Prima which is my second best footwear after the slippers.
