Where the Wild Things Are

No doubt the wild things are found outside! And outside is a place I haven't been to lately.. So my boyfriend and I took a little stroll around my neighborhood.

Please welcome the latest addition to me and my boyfriend's army of cutie-pies! Maybe you can recognize him? He is Rilakkuma's chick-friend. It was given to me for our anniversary, tee hee. I love the nostrils. I'm thinking of naming it Chickadee. Or Nostrils, perhaps.

These pictures don't show how cool the sky was. You could see the rays of light so clearly. I also find it so amazing when the sky is somehow is pink, purple, orange and blue at the same time.

I took a couple of pictures from the plants in my garden. I love squishing these tiny, red plump things. It makes such a nice blotch on the ground. As if a tiny tomato exploded, or popping a huge zit. Or something.

My boyfriend and I also met Abet, the cute Pomeranian! The person walking him told us he was owned by foreigners, and that he gets to stay in an air-conditioned room. What a pampered dog.

So that is the end of our wonderful day in the wilderness. Wilderness being any place that is not my room or a mall and has some, you know. Wild stuff. I hope you all had a great day yourselves!

On a less positive note, I recently got into a car accident. It was my first one. No one was injured, thankfully, however the gravity of it all has inflicted much stress on me. I can't sleep at night. Damn the driver that hit my car. DAMN HIM.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Or if you're not into the whole superficial, couples-only day, then happy Single Awareness Day! Personally, I do think that Valentine's day isn't as meaningful as some make it out to be. But nevertheless, I spent last night preparing a gift for my servant-boy.

I'm honestly so crappy, I bought his gift only yesterday. While my boyfriend was there. In the store. A few feet away.

I told him to stay put whilst I hid the gift behind me and scurried off to the cashier. It's the thought that counts, right?

What is that mug doing behind the vase??

Earlier in the day, one of my friends told me that she didn't think that Valentine's day was all that special for her and her boyfriend; for them, it was just like any other day when they went out on a date. But I personally disagree. It's not everyday that my boyfriend buys me a rose. And it doesn't matter that it was a last-minute thing (just like my gift was). I would have kicked him if he didn't get me a flower.

Thank you Ander.

I Don't Care if Monday's Blue

This is how I dress up for Halloween. I wore a blue mustache. "Mustache."
Naah, just kidding. I wouldn't wear something so cheap for Halloween. Actually, I didn't dress up for it at all, 'tis sad. I think most of the people in my neighborhood have grown up, didn't really feel the spirit of Halloween. It grows weaker and weaker each year.. WAIT A MINUTE! I meant happy Halloween, not sappy Halloween, my bad.

Just one question, when did your local stores start selling Christmas-related goods? Because the Philippines starts getting ready once we hit the -ber months. I saw one bookstore selling Christmas trees and all that jazz on the first week of September. . .

Merry Christmas everybooty. 

Army of Cutie Pies

My boyfriend has a giant sack (garbage bag-sized, oh wait, it is a garbage bag. But it's clean, of course.) of Beanie Babies and other miscellaneous stuffed critters. Seriously, he must have more than fifty. Beats my childhood Barbie collection by far! It's quite fun playing around with these fellows, so amusing. Pusheen enjoys having his/her (undecided) photo taken.

Just got back from Hong Kong last midnight.   \o/

A Day with Totoro and Andre

Hello world, I have entered the realm of the internet to show-off my really nifty gift of luuurve to my boyfriend. AREN'T YOU JELLY??

Because I am.

I gave these cute Totoro's to my boyfriend and he won't even let me borrow them!! (I could only take pictures of them at his house..) But that's ok, I guess. I'll be getting my gift soon too, right Andre?

Until we meet again, Totoros...!

P.S. I'd like to thank Andre for being my man muse, even if just for a second or two.