Last night I came home to leftover food from the (third!) intimate birthday celebration of mother dearest (and Richie's despedida, perhaps?). There was lechon kawali and I couldn't help myself, so I just grabbed a plate and dug into the rice cooker. T_T Yes, I ate rice. There were tons of other food, too. I felt so sick afterwards. HAHA. So now I am on my second cup of tea. (Honestly, I think I am the only person who squeals with such joy upon opening a box of tea that consists of 100 little teabags. Yes. I. SQUEALED. WITH. JOY. ^_^)

I wonder, though, if drinking too much tea has negative effects? Ho hum.

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This song is currently on repeat.

I was watching hula videos and thought to myself how dumb of a person I had been when I was younger, refusing to cross the street to the kupuna hula's house to learn the dance. (I mean, come on! How lucky was I that a kupuna hula lived across the street from our house?!) I was such a shy little girl. My parents insisted that I go, but never did because I was too shy. But we did have hula and other such Hawaiian classes during elementary and middle school. Unfortunately, the things I learned never really stuck around for long.

Hula dancers are so graceful. I wish I were more graceful.

I kind of wish Hawaii. Just a little. But more importantly, Richie will be there so so so soon. I'm excited and scared for him, but I know for sure that God will take care of my kid brother. ^_^

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Friday already. I kinda want time to slow down. Saturday's comin' 'round too soon for me. :|