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I need a new life. I cannot stand the way it is – looking at it; being on in; waiting on it; feeling it. There is a thin line between sentimental value and obsolete, least not trying to exhaust its  worth. I think for more than three years my lappie has served its purpose. Well, I need a new laptop computer. That, and perhaps a new desktop. Am I asking too much? Hahahaha! Let see what daddy will say.

Yes… when did the last time I wear such pair? I remember planning to buy a copper pair of these. But then, other generous priorities came along. I just have to say bye bye to them. Someone said to me that I am pretty childish to wear them. I love Docs… but for now they are expensive as my means does not permit me to do so.

In lieu of my life-altering issue. I have to wash first the undies. It’s not that they are dirty. Wait, which is better? Lol! I have to ask someone that. I can just throw them away for all I care. Or even way better… how about incontinence products? It will be very convenient for me. How do they call it? Wash and wear? Or is it, wear and throw? Ha! Just another day of being a brat (not really).

I am so excited. I am due this December, or Brad will bring it in. Finally!  I am so stoked. The specs. The color. Oh it’s red. It’s still a boy or I want to think it is! I am going to call it Chuck, after Chuck Bass. Hahahaha! I have two boys now. Pokey, almost a year old Vic, is quiet special. He has brought me back my groove. I expect to power up with Chuck, though.

Hahahaha! Thought it’s a real baby. Seriously?! Hahahahaha! No silly! I call my boards, my babies. I used to call it my boyfriend or lover as Beavis has reminded me to treat it as. But well, Brad is now the boyfriend and the lover and everything else, so why not call my boards… my kids. Hahahahaha! I am so crazy. Besides, he has bought them all for me.

Take a peek! Oh yeah, the red version of this. But, the specs are all the same. Brad knows what I want. Like, WHAT I REALLY WANT! And what I find it really sweet is that he said, “It doesn’t matter if you ride it or not because I know you  need to focus on school and I need you to, but I have promised you this.”

One of the reasons why I never have that instant compulsion to get an iPod is that, it doesn’t just fit my audio/visual needs. So, even though the world has gone gaga when iPod hit the market, and most of my friends have, I’m just not into the whole iPod thing.

But now… oh now. This is the iPod I want. Just check the features out. It just costs PhP 10,490. *sigh* I should start making a good charming pick up line for my daddy. Hmmnn coming to thing of it, since when did I ask for something? Hmmnn… I better try my luck asking him. But yeah, either way, I will have this sweet piece of gadget. I want it soooooo badly! I should have not bought the indo board, huh?

I should get un upgrade now. With all the dead pixels, and well, a totally sucked up system memory, I need and really really need a new laptop or at least a desktop. My only problem is, I don’t have the money. I have started saving but well, the savings just went to the sponsorship for my little charity work. It’s just funny because I don’t feel regretful about diverting my limited hard-earned funds. I just hope the sky will rain computers so I could get one or so. But right now, all I can say is – “There goes my Apple dream.”

Recently, I am giving a thought of going to vain beauty shops. Like, I don’t know. It just got me thinking lately, why won’t I be brave enough to get in there and get my face all freshen up or how ever the doctor will make it as. I mean, it is a big trend, right? They have extensive services from a simple facial process to the best acne treatment and even some more. Hehehehe but well, remember the rashes I have earlier this year and the couple of years before that? Apparently, the skin irritation was due to the old pillow that Donna lent me. Good thing that my brother is around already, or else I would never have change my pillows. The rashes are now gone, but I am too cozy with the new pillows that I am now super dilly dallying. Ugh!

Having my brother here with me is something new. We are cramping in a room that has the size like our bathroom back home. At first, I really have a huge problem about it – privacy. There is only one solution though, which is to move out and get our own apartment. Of course, I have so much reservations because I like being with “the family” even how much it would cost me. There’s nothing more therapeutic than going home to kind people. I think the reason why is that, my family has almost the same culture as Donna’s. It’s not easy to find people nowadays who you could trust aside from your own family.

So back to the brother… the only reason he’s here is to have a new perspective in life, away from unending party invitations. Just imagine someone going home every early morning drunk. Well, too bad there is no such thing as Alcoholic Anonymous here. For an alcohol patron, he is not bad at all, so are his friends and people I know.

He is my brother. I think I just have to suck it all up, eventually.

Is there? There is? Really? I mean, I would definitely suggest one to my sister. It’s so critical to tell someone that he or she is fat. I never tell my sister that. I just wish there is a miracle pill that would shrink her the soonest possible. Seriously, she needs to lose weight fast before mom would be on to her. Anyway, I read so much diet pill reviews. I have to make up my mind if she should take one or two. I always tell her that she need not take any because we are genetically lucky to lose weight easily, and yeah gain weight that fast too.

They say being fat is a disease, so is being thin. I just want my sister to borrow my clothes just like before. My 14 year old sister borrow my clothes instead. I’m no skinny. Hehehehehe I don’t have any plans being one. It’s pretty ironic because I sort of complain about my weight once in awhile. Well, it’s just my way of reminding me that I am eating crappy food, more likely fastfood. *pft*

Well, I took the Facebook quiz and I just found out that this is the car that suits me. So, I have dug in for its picture of Audi S8:

I mean, this car has chosen me. It’s just so funny I could not afford this at the moment. I wish I could afford it soon enough. Actually, this is my dream car too – a Chrysler sedan:

When did I start dreaming of these cars? Hahahaha! Talking about discreetly high maintenance. I did not research its technical specs because I might really really really drop dead want it.