48 years in the making

Sometimes, blogging can be a pain in the ass. I mean, why are there people out there telling you what to blog about?! Like if you talk about yourself they tell you that you are as boring and dumb as hell. Honey, why then are you lingering in my page allowing my narcissistic thoughts to bore you to death? Is it because you just hate to admit that my hump is a triple tad more interesting than your sorry ass?! C’mon, stop the crap. If you don’t like my train of thoughts, get out of here. It’s as simple as that.

Anyway, I am really not this crabby. I am one of those “lil miss sunshine” who will pull a muscle is she frowns. So, let’s get on with my boring and dull as hell thoughts.

My skitzophrenik world

I don’t know when or how my interest in split personalities started. I know it started a long time ago, way before I knew of its existence. As a little girl and an only child, I oftentimes live in a world of my own. I took on Wonder Woman’s personality, another day I was Superman and on other days I was just my usual spoiled self. I learned to master acting at such an early age, so being given the honor of best declaimer in elementary was not a surprise.

In high school, I was so transparent in showing my different sides. You can see me piously attending mass on Sundays, chasing the boys around, wearing lipstick when the others were just learning how to use baby powder, leading the rosary, frequenting the libraries, looking dumb while getting good grades…

Consistently garbage

Logged in and out of this account several times now but my mind simply refuses to come up with something good enough. And I don’t know why I have this adamant feeling that I need to blog about something worthwhile. Must be due to that prayer written by a good friend and mentor, Fr. Stephen Cuyos, entitled “A Blogger’s Prayer” which stated: “May our blogs lead us closer to You.” Argh! My blog title alone ain’t even something that will lead me closer to Him! Talk about peer pressure. *sighs*

Anyway, I am missing out on a friend’s shower party today because of some domestic duties. I love shower parties! It kind of gives a girl a license to be naughty – as if stubborn me needs a license anyway! Self-supporting women (married, single, separated, complicated, liberated, etc.) can do anything they please – in my book of rules, that is.

I may have wings but I’m no angel.

 

2006                                         2007

2008 (hehehe)

I still don’t know what to blog about really. I have been blogging for quite some time now in Friendster (yeah, good ol’ Friendster), but I feel like I want to do something different this time. I want to explore a world outside my own. Perhaps, something out of my comfort zone. I want to know if making love under a canopy of stars is as climactic as making love under the glaring sun, so to speak. *sticks tongue out*

Oh well, I might start blogging for real over the weekend. I still have to think of a concept… or maybe, just like my previous blogposts, I might go with the flow of my alter ego. Au revoir!

*2008 pic lifted from yahoo images