"Hearts' Day" is my step father's birthday.
I went to this Wedding and Debut Fair at Megamall yesterday. I was wearing my usual UP, uhh, commuter clothes meaning the blouse that is on top of the pile, blue jeans, backpack, and havs. Hair is extremely untidy and face is crazy with dirt. So I went to this ticket table and the lady asked if my name was listed. I said I wasn't listed so I had to fill this little form thing and buy a ticket. Then the girl asked, "What's the event, wedding or debut?" I have no idea if it's some sort of question she asks everyone or some attempt to start small talk. I was just flabbergasted. Do I look like I'm getting married already? (The whole exhibition was awesome though. It was fun looking around, getting cards, and tasting sample cakes and chocolates.)
I have been meaning to write in here. I have something on my planner actually, and it's not like I can't make the time for writing because as far as the first month of 2009, I have all the time in the world. I don't know. Maybe it's just that I'm really big on the procrastination thing.
Speaking of which, like most people, I have already broken most of my resolutions. Fast food will be my friend and junkies and sodas are part of me. I have not been really patient, kind or unenvious. And right now, I can't really remember the other things.
So the search for the 18th Rose is still on. I've come to desperate measures but nothing gives out positive results. I'm starting to accept reality though. Especially when the invites are supposed to be started on already. Ugh, the oddities of life. Whatevs.
Btw, one goal I have for this month is to meet up with an online friend. So, anyone interested?
If you people really want to communicate with or something, search for me in Facebook. I'm there more often.

