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Thursday, November 22, 2012

Toast at 2am.

So I was in the mood for toast. And you know how toasters have two slots for two slices of bread? Whilst my bread were in the process of turning golden brown, I was thinking of the perfect palaman (fine, spread). I had four choices: Finetti, coco jam, butter, or cream cheese. I love Finetti, no doubt, but I also love coco jam (that stuff is goooood!). Then there's butter...seriously, butter melting on hot, newly-toasted bread sprinkled with sugar and cinnamon powder...so so so gooood. And cream cheese -- need I say more? Everything tastes much better with cream cheese.

Settled with cream cheese and Finetti. HAHAHA.

(Also, Mother will kill me if she finds out I used table napkin instead of a proper saucer to put my bread on.)

Now I want little slices of baguette with cream cheese spread over them. And octopus leg sushi. And kiwi.

I was supposed to exercise whilst watching one of the series I love, but I remembered the work I need to do and obviously didn't bother getting up. (Except for when I made toast.) I ~~need to~~ will lose fifteen pounds by the end of the year. My weight has been fluctuating a lot, between 120-124. My goal has always been 110. I know I can do it, but I need to get back on track (aka stop being lazy).

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Time management is a bitch.

If there's anything holding me back from being better disciplined and well-exercised, that would be my lack of expertise in time management.

What I should be doing:

- leave all the work in the office, where they belong

- go home

- watch Lee San (hahaha demmet, this thing needs to end!)

- go to sleep

- get up at 5:30 for my walk/run

What I'm currently doing:

- go home

- watch Lee San

- Tumblr + Twitter + Facebook

- blog here or work on my "novel" OR do office work until 4:30

- go to sleep

I'm pretty sure that these sudden eruption of pimples is due to my lack of proper sleep. (Though thank God they're ever-so-slowly fading away.) Gahhh.

What is best to do:
- leave all the work in the office, where they belong

- go home

- watch Lee San

- exercise (for at least 30 minutes)

- shower

- quick Internet whilst drying my hair

- go to sleep

I really need to fit in that exercise bit in my schedule. And I will, once all the craziness has been surpassed. I really shouldn't be 'taking work home' at all anyway.

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The Internet.

I love the net and sometimes I really just live in it. A big chunk of my life is narrated in this blog alone, after all. Once in a while, I like to type my name on Google. In the past, it would show my GeoCities blog (I remember: geocities.com/dorky_star -- haha! so sad they got rid of all GeoCities sites!) and this article from the Honolulu Star-Bulletin from when I placed 3rd in a certain duck stamp contest. HAHAHA. But now this shows up when you type 'Chrisfel':

My life on the www. Crayyy.

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Pen and paper.

On the Mac, I have a folder named pen and paper. It contains several text documents of various subjects. Usually, I save my e-mails for Gelo (NOT the Gelo here) there because there's no distraction when I use that computer. Anyway, I have four recent documents entitled 25, control, leaving, and unsent. I like to pretend that these are materials for my 'novel'. Maybe I'll let others read it; maybe not.

An excerpt from 25:

For a minute or two, they were lost in ecstasy. And in that moment, nothing else mattered.

From unsent:

I want to, but I don't. I can't. I shouldn't.

So I will let it out in a letter that I will not send to you. I shall narrate the events that occur in my head.

Hahahahaha. It just came to me that if I posted something longer, I would probably get in major trouble. These kinds of things are way too personal, if you ask me.

Also, I was going to post something from leaving, but I just re-read it and realized how extremely raw the young woman's emotions are. It's too much even for myself. I don't know how I am able to write such things.

But see, the thing is, I have the Mac next to my head on my bed, because before I close my eyes to sleep, it's like I'm in a trance and I just type away and when I read what I've written the next day or the evening later, I'm just taken aback. This usually happens after 3AM.

Yes, I know, I'm strange.

Every night, Mac lays down beside me and keeps me company. I tell him things I have never told another soul. For this reason alone, I have learned to love him despite his inadequacies.

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And now, I am sleepy.

It's my favorite (work) day of the week! Hello, Thursday! =)


*I don't think I think enough.* tumblr instagram previous posts home	Thursday, November 22, 2012 Toast at 2am. So I was in the mood for toast. And you know how toasters have two slots for two slices of bread? Whilst my bread were in the process of turning golden brown, I was thinking of the perfect palaman (fine, spread). I had four choices: Finetti, coco jam, butter, or cream cheese. I love Finetti, no doubt, but I also love coco jam (that stuff is goooood!). Then there's butter...seriously, butter melting on hot, newly-toasted bread sprinkled with sugar and cinnamon powder...so so so gooood. And cream cheese -- need I say more? Everything tastes much better with cream cheese. Settled with cream cheese and Finetti. HAHAHA. (Also, Mother will kill me if she finds out I used table napkin instead of a proper saucer to put my bread on.) Now I want little slices of baguette with cream cheese spread over them. And octopus leg sushi. And kiwi. I was supposed to exercise whilst watching one of the series I love, but I remembered the work I need to do and obviously didn't bother getting up. (Except for when I made toast.) I ~~need to~~ will lose fifteen pounds by the end of the year. My weight has been fluctuating a lot, between 120-124. My goal has always been 110. I know I can do it, but I need to get back on track (aka stop being lazy). --- Time management is a bitch. If there's anything holding me back from being better disciplined and well-exercised, that would be my lack of expertise in time management. What I should be doing: - leave all the work in the office, where they belong - go home - watch Lee San (hahaha demmet, this thing needs to end!) - go to sleep - get up at 5:30 for my walk/run What I'm currently doing: - go home - watch Lee San - Tumblr + Twitter + Facebook - blog here or work on my "novel" OR do office work until 4:30 - go to sleep I'm pretty sure that these sudden eruption of pimples is due to my lack of proper sleep. (Though thank God they're ever-so-slowly fading away.) Gahhh. What is best to do: - leave all the work in the office, where they belong - go home - watch Lee San - exercise (for at least 30 minutes) - shower - quick Internet whilst drying my hair - go to sleep I really need to fit in that exercise bit in my schedule. And I will, once all the craziness has been surpassed. I really shouldn't be 'taking work home' at all anyway. --- The Internet. I love the net and sometimes I really just live in it. A big chunk of my life is narrated in this blog alone, after all. Once in a while, I like to type my name on Google. In the past, it would show my GeoCities blog (I remember: geocities.com/dorky_star -- haha! so sad they got rid of all GeoCities sites!) and this article from the Honolulu Star-Bulletin from when I placed 3rd in a certain duck stamp contest. HAHAHA. But now this shows up when you type 'Chrisfel': My life on the www. Crayyy. --- *Pen and paper.* On the Mac, I have a folder named pen and paper. It contains several text documents of various subjects. Usually, I save my e-mails for Gelo (NOT the Gelo here) there because there's no distraction when I use that computer. Anyway, I have four recent documents entitled 25, control, *leaving, and unsent. I like to pretend that these are materials for my 'novel'. Maybe I'll let others read it; maybe not. An excerpt from 25: For a minute or two, they were lost in ecstasy. And in that moment, nothing else mattered.* From *unsent: I want to, but I don't. I can't. I shouldn't.* So I will let it out in a letter that I will not send to you. I shall narrate the events that occur in my head. Hahahahaha. It just came to me that if I posted something longer, I would probably get in major trouble. These kinds of things are way too personal, if you ask me. Also, I was going to post something from leaving, but I just re-read it and realized how extremely raw the young woman's emotions are. It's too much even for myself. I don't know how I am able to write such things. But see, the thing is, I have the Mac next to my head on my bed, because before I close my eyes to sleep, it's like I'm in a trance and I just type away and when I read what I've written the next day or the evening later, I'm just taken aback. This usually happens after 3AM. Yes, I know, I'm strange. Every night, Mac lays down beside me and keeps me company. I tell him things I have never told another soul. For this reason alone, I have learned to love him despite his inadequacies. --- And now, I am sleepy. It's my favorite (work) day of the week! Hello, Thursday! =) chrisfel at 02:07 << Home