i am currently reading "a great and terrible beauty". the book isnt as deep as i've expected, which makes it so easier for me to read.
before anything else i have to comment first on my INEXPLICABLY ANNOYING CHARACTERISTIC OF BEING IRREGARDLESS OF EXPENSIVE STUFFS' MAINTENANCE! or in other words, i am just burara. i dont know how to take care of things. my laptop is barely is just a half year old and the left hinge is so loose already. my cellphone, BARELY TWO MONTHS OLD is being accidentally dropped (or sometimes flung against a wall) on semi-regular basis.. lets say thrice a week. and the dkny and lancel bag are just being hauled around as if they were just like any bags. and my gold earrings (from my mom) are not seperated from the plastic or merely metal ones.
those are all the most expensive stuff i own and the most consideration ive shown for them are exhibited best when im not using them. that's the best care i can provide??? leaving them happily and safely alone.
so anyway. pao and i went out to the old coffee shop me and my highschool friends and the rest of the paulinian population usually hangs out at. tazzina. it brought back vague memories of... i cant think of anything. it brought out vague memories of nothing.
but we did get good pictures though.
pretty enough pics, and extremely hot, cute pictures of him I CAN NOT BELIEVE ITS TAKEN SO LONG FOR HIM TO PRESSURE ME TO LIKE HIM!!
