I was tempted to open a Xanga account, just so I can be all angsty and pathetic up front, enjoying the absolute anonimity.
But got lazy. =\
I liked the flea market in Sanford. It reminded me of Divisoria. When I was younger, my mom used to make me tag along to her yearly trip to Divisoria. We go there in May, just before school opens. We usually buy things like cycling shorts (to wear under our uniform skirts), white socks (amazing how they wear out so fast---or get lost), undershirts (since we lived in chilly Baguio), and umbrellas (typhoon and monsoon season in the following months).
So much walking. x__x Not so pooped as I expected to be though.
I got a Salvador Dali print cheaply. Have I ever mentioned I'm the cheapskate sort of person?
Now, I have. ^__^
What else? Ah. I'm trying to write a
31_days drabble on Yu Yu Hakusho's Mukuro. Hahaha. Nothing coming out. (And well, also Sunie 8. Halfway through. Been stuck there for more than a week. Heh.)
Whatever. Time to eat.