Summer might draw to an end as the rainy days are near, this means it's time for me to buy a perfect pair of boots or booties so i can enjoy the rainy days in style aside from wearing that khaki-colored jacket, putting on my green-colored military hat & unfolding a lavender-colored umbrella when the rain falls down. I just thought about the perfect shopping spree that i planned since this week. Like i need to buy the May 2012 issue of Candy (for the 3rd of 4 Candy Charm Bracelet Charms), Sparkling Spring 2012 issue, Popped Too & a blush brush that i found on Watson's last night that's worth P70, worth it! Looking chic has never been this exciting on a rainy day to be exact, even if all of us in the family go to the mall & shop for what we need or my favorite auntie & i went to SM Megamall to attend the hottest Anime cons at the Megatrade Hall. Also during last night, after a hearty dinner at Pho Hoa, my favorite will always be a Sauteed Chicken, Vegetables & Mushrooms Rice Meal & a glass of Pepsi, i thought about what will be the perfect portable gadgets that i should have, i was thinking about having an uber-cool cellphone (like a SEZ750i, Alcatel OT810D in Victorian Blush or Samsung Galaxy Y in White or Pink) & an 1-2GB MP3/MP4 Player (Creative Zen Stone in Pink or Red or Samsung YP-U3 1GB MP3 Player in Blue or Pink) Talk about being chic aside from being a gadget geek. The crazy part, i could think of myself that i would end up being quiet, trying not to join in a serious conversation my parents & little siblings are up to, like i should step out of the conversation because i might end up in the middle of nowhere. But good thing i would try to be a shopaholic, in a chic way while i'm confused what's the meaning of the word 'Douchebag'. (I only know the meaning of douchebag is acting more a conyo kid) Sometimes, i consider myself a douchebag or D-Bag for short. Never mind, but i'm more of a good d-bag girl. (Don't mind me if i want my hair layered or curly when it's short, thin & layered) I could think that there's a reason why i've been like this for 5 years, but i developed a better image of myself in 2010, it's just because i'm trying to find my real identity, a far cry from the girl who cried wolf in the past. Even if i found out the dark secret about my mom, i'll always be that good d-bag girl who would rather not be on the time a fallen star decided to say goodbye & instead, i was rushed to the hospital because i was aimed by an arrow from an Ateneo-La Salle game. I feel like i end up being a pin-cushion because of the arrows aimed all over me like needles during an acupuncture treatment.
"Look, with these arrows aimed all over me, i feel like i end up being a pin-cushion! Would this happen to me if i FINALLY had my anti-cervical cancer vaccine shot?"
Pin-cushion, the thought of the moment when i end up being aimed by arrows on an Ateneo-La Salle game could be the thing i was thinking about when i end up being dead meat. Blood coming out as the doctors try to remove the arrows aimed on me while i was lying on the hospital bed, my eyes are almost closed-open & i was at the trauma department on the hospital after the Ateneo-La Salle game just ended up being a Battle Royale-like moment. But in reality, it's just like i'll get injected. The check-up & anti-cervical cancer vaccine shot is just what i need as what my mom told me so to check-up my health if i would end up getting a not-so-serious health situation, i know i never get any serious injury for 24 straight years, no broken bones, no stitched wounds, just an upset stomach & nasty cuts & bruises like i end up in a brawl gone wrong. (Just like it's been the Gokaiger finale all over again) The result, i end up looking like a bruised-up Ryota Ozawa.
"Tell me when did you got that nasty cuts & bruises, my favorite niece?"
"Uh, i entered an Ateneo-La Salle brawl, i was aimed by so many arrows, do i look like Ryota Ozawa from the Gokaiger finale?"
"You got it, but good thing your injuries are not serious."
Yes, i never get injured for 24 straight years of my existence, only got nasty cuts, nasty bruises, upset stomachs & bad hair days where i wish my hair is always short, thin & layered & if ever, a hair color will surely work so i end up looking like a super-hero. Bad hair days will never be avoided just because that's the result of the bitch-fights mom & i entered days before i end up myself at the salon, getting cut under the skilled hands of the hair stylist, cutting my hair on the hairstyle i deserved to don. (Oh i wish these white hair strands which is been bothering me since the past years will be removed so i can get a hair color) If that happens, that will be the end of a long-time bitch-fights my mom & i go because of hair styles. But now as the rainy days comes near now the month of May is just around the corner, my hair grows slow, as in super-slow. I wish i could don a short, thin & layered hair forever, i know i can't don a long, thin & layered hairdo like i would end up donning that in dreams, day dreams & whenever i draw something, adding up some color can be interesting. I don't care if i found out the dark secret about my mom & all i want to do is to have fun with my life. Don't care if my mom have other 'kids' that we 3 siblings didn't know, but i knew it since 2009, a lie could end up being true sometimes, that hurts, i know. I could end up being a cry-baby, reaching for the pair of scissors & cutting my hair short until i end up looking more of Vic Zhou than Ryota Ozawa & the worse, trying to get an overdose of sleeping pills until i die. Would that be shocking, i don't want that to happen since my favorite auntie to calm down, i was such a cry baby in a bedhead. I guess my mom knew it, like the rain in the month of May.
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