Forgive The Intoxication

29 Aug

So remember me being guilty because of ignoring my friends for a couple of weeks now? Well, I couldn’t bear it any longer so I decided to take them up on their offer tonight. To be more specific, last night.

I went out with some of my girlfriends along with their friends all the way from Cebu. They wanted to tour their college friends around our hometown and as the accommodating hosts that we are, we obliged. So I went to the hotspot in our city at around 11. One thing you should also know about me is that I am never punctual, despite what the trophy of the pageant I joined way, way back says.

I am always the last one to arrive at any social gathering and almost the first one to leave. In birthday parties, the celebrant even arrives before me. And in weddings, well, let’s just say that when I arrive, people are already in queue for dinner. It’s not that my parents are super strict (which they are, but I somehow find ways to manage them,) but it’s something I have learned from Paris Hilton when I was young. She said something about arriving late and being the first to leave at a party/gathering. Which is what I exactly did a few hours ago.

I enjoy drinking just as much every one of my friends but, there has to be a limit. You see, I drive myself home. Yes, even though the places we go to are within walking distance of my house, I still drive because I’m lazy. Plus, it’s really, really, scary to commute at two in the morning.

I was really grateful to my brother’s friend who mans the bar because he takes good care of me and my friends. He notices when I’m already buzzed because he then slips me water to clear my head. And, he slips me free drinks as well. 🙂 Plus, he opened the bar a few hours longer than they normally do just to accommodate us. He’s such an angel.

Anyway, I’m writing this now in bed, extremely buzzed and deaf with the beat of the songs still pounding, so please excuse all the typos and whatnot. I just really wanted my blog to be as up-to-date as possible.

By the by, after talking with my new acquaintances, I’m persuaded into attending the Sinulog festival on January of 2013 in Cebu. They just make it sound like so much fun! Are any of you going as well? Please leave me tips and feel free to comment.

 
xoxo,
D.

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A Sorry Of Sorts

28 Aug

It’s been so long since I posted (let alone visited) my own blog. I guess I could always equate it to being busy with school, all my extra-curricular reading and my never-ending TV obsession. But to be perfectly honest, I just didn’t have the heart to.

I really don’t know what brought on this new wave of laziness/lack of direction in me. I guess I do, but I don’t feel like sharing it. At least not yet. One thing you should know about me: I’m not a sharer. If there is what you call as an over-sharer, I embody the exact opposite. I’ve never been a vocal person, talkative maybe, but not in the sense where it counts. Ask even my closest friends, they would all agree to this sentiment in a heartbeat.

When I’m with my friends, we usually just talk about the superficial girly things that we all love. Clothes, make up, hair, celebrities, movies and books we’ve just read. Okay, the last part, only with a select few of my girlfriends because despite my adamant -bordering on annoying- pleas, not all of us in the group enjoy reading. And about their lives, or to be more specific, their boy troubles. Don’t get me wrong, I love hearing about their crazy and sometimes kilig stories. It just never occurred to me to share about my own musings. And like the perfect friends that they are, they never once pushed me to share. Well occasionally, they’d ask a few questions just out of sheer curiosity but never really pry.

They understood that I am not like them, and accepted me for me.

Now I feel really guilty about dodging their calls and bowing out on a couple of girls’ night outs. I guess we really are selfish human beings. We all get so caught up in our own little world that we forget how lucky we are to have such wonderful people as friends. Friends that despite their busy schedules, make an effort to reach out to one another. Friends that would not begrudge my recent lack of enthusiasm.

I am such a bad friend.

I have to go call them now and apologize.

 
 

xoxo,

D.

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Life ends when you stop dreaming.

19 Jun

Life ends when you stop dreaming, hope ends when you stop believing, love ends when you stop caring, friendship ends when you stop sharing. So keep dreaming, believing, caring, sharing and most importantly, loving.

Diane’s Selection: An Online Shopping Special Update

13 Jun

So it’s been over a month and I am very proud to report that I haven’t bought anything online since. (Bragging rights!!)

Nothing that arrived yet. Teehee. See? I found a way to wiggle myself into a loophole. Geez. But then again, I think that this is perfectly okay because I never stated that I wouldn’t be shopping indefinitely; just cutting down. Yes, another feeble rationalization.

And by the by, being a fourth year college student IS exhausting! Especially that I’m a bit overload this semester (despite not following the advice of the OIC in our division.)

And with this, I hope that you could bear with the scarcity and infrequency of my posts. Trying to be a good student here. And yeah, I realize that it’s weird that I’m trying to do that when I’m about to reach the finish line already. It’s better late than never, right?

Wish me luck, sweeties!

 

xoxo,
D.

a little ways down the road…

18 May

*SPOILER ALERT*  *SPOILER ALERT*  *SPOILER ALERT*  *SPOILER ALERT*  *SPOILER ALERT*

Is it Quinn? Robin? Lily? Zoe? Victoria? Or Ranjit? Scratch that last one, I just really wanted to include adorable Ranjit.

Oh the dilemma! But worry not, for I got the answer!

And the bride is.. *cue drum roll*

Robin Scherbatsky.

Barney-Robin fans, rejoice! Barney-Quinn shippers, together, let us take a little time to lament on this.

Darn, look at the time again! Gotta sneak in a few zzZs before work.

I’ll blog more about the season finale episode soon, I promise.

xoxo,
D.

Diane’s Selection: An Online Shopping Special

16 May

My friends and I were supposed to go out tonight but being the lazy bums that we are, we decided to cancel on each other. Heehee.

Hence, I have hours of free time. I decided to go on the internet. Being the loco shopaholic that I am, I ended up online shopping. Yes, online shopping, again. Shoes, bags, cosmetics, even puppies, for god’s sake.

Right now, I have one, two, three, four, five…. forty-three tabs open. Forty three.

FORTY. THREE.

Forty three tabs of shoes, cosmetics, clothes, bags and puppies that I all want. And I’ve already closed dozens of tabs that I deemed unfit. So that’s like the things that already went through Charles Darwin’s Natural Selection. Well, in this case, Diane’s Selection.

I mean come on. When you go online shopping, there must be a limit of acceptable things that are in the ‘want pile.’ Right? And I highly doubt forty-three is acceptable. So, as much as I regret to say this, I must cut back with this habit of mine. I mean for the past two weeks alone, I’ve already bought (for my discretion, and because you all might think I’m as crazy shopaholic as Rebecca Bloomwood, ) let’s just say that she’s a much bigger shopaholic than I am. And I’m not even close to becoming her. So relax, okay?

It’s just hard to shop for decent things in Tacloban. If there are decent enough things, emphasis on the if, it’s not worth buying anymore because everybody will have them. Equals, mainstream. And I am not in the mood to be on the ‘Who wore it better?’ section of the gossip. That’s why I just buy them all online or when I travel.

Yes, I know. Those were just rationalizations trying to justify my behavior. Nevertheless, I seriously am going to try cutting back.

Between my monstrous eating habits and going out with my friends, my allowance can’t really sustain the additional shopping expenses anymore. Well it could, but that would mean I’m just going to have to survive  eating a biscuit every meal. And that, I surely cannot survive.

I can’t just cut myself off right away though. I’m afraid that if I do that I might go into withdrawal. Yes, I am seriously comparing this to addiction.

Therefore, I am going to limit myself to the maximum of TWO purchases in a month. Yes, that is cutting back in my standards.

But then again that’s another rationalization.

xoxo,
D.

Boracay Baby, A Lookbook and Chictopia Post

10 May

Oh how I miss my summer spent in heaven (aka Boracay.)

I’ve been so busy with my internship that I don’t even have time to go to the beach. Boooo!

Good thing is that I got to bring home a piece of Boracay with me: tons of pictures! And of course, wonderful easy, breezy, memories!


Rockwell Bazaar Hat. Aldo Sunnies. Willy’s Hotel welcoming shell necklace. Oxygen bodysuit.         Zara cardigan. Forever 21 belt. Topshop shorts, Frollic flats.

xoxo,
D.

PS:   My first post in lookbook and comeback post in chictopia. Yey!

PPS: Don’t forget to hype this look on lookbook and chictopia!