>> So yesterday, while attempting to shop at Terranova (I couldn't find a plain white tee, but managed to fall in love with this grey bag that totally suited my new grey flats, which Bitok scolded me for desiring so I ended up not buying it -- too many conjunctions in one sentence? yes), we hear this party song where Busta Rhymes was rapping in. I'm looking for it now, but of course I can't find it because I have no idea what the lyrics are. I just really liked the party beats -- so dancy! (Not that I dance, of course.)

>> Pops has found my beloved Philips earphones!!! It was underneath some random table. So I can set aside the 88-peso temporary replacement for the time being. Hihihi. Thanks, Pops! YU DA BEZTZZZ! <3

>> Is it weird that the mirrors are talking to me? The one in the bathroom goes, "Chrisfel, you're so fat. Ewww. Look at all those flabs hanging out." Whereas the mirror on my dresser goes, "Wow, this has been your slimmest in a long time! Looking good, Chrisfel." HAHAHA. 

>> Because of my talking mirrors, I'm going to strive with one meal a day (no rice!), crackers/biscuits for afternoon snack, and unlimited amount of hot tea to suppress my hunger. (Must bring tea packets to the office.) God, help me, please. Hihihi. 

>> I just want to stay home and write looooooong e-mails to Richie and Gelo. And settle certain documents online. (I have been procrastinating because I'm really afraid of what might be. T_T But my parents are continuously pushing me to go through with it. Dear God, if it is Your will...)

>> I still have unfinished comments from Friday's classes. Ha. Ha. Ha.

>> I really should be getting dressed now because work is waiting for me. T_T