Hey guys. Sorry I've been neglecting this little space of mine in the blogosphere. Ever since the Christmas season, things have been just so busy for me and the hours in a day have just been too short. This month I have been busy with work, endorsing a lot of paper works, files and clients. What's going on? Well I will be on leave for a month. Yes guys, one month!
I will be off to California this Sunday, Feb 27, 2011. I haven't been back to California in ages. I'm not done with my packing yet. I am excited for my upcoming trip but then again I am a bit scared too. This is the first time I am traveling half way around the world all by myself. I do have a stopover somewhere, where I have to wait from 2pm till 10pm for my San Francisco flight. Oh no! What a long wait. And no mommy to sit beside me. All I have is 3 books to keep me company. I also have a huge box that is probably much heavier than me. I have no idea how in the world I will be able to get that on to a cart as soon as I get to the San Francisco airport. I am feeling like a damsel in distress.
My brother will be picking me up from the airport and he has a lot of stuff planned out for my one month long vacay. We will be going to L.A. and Las Vegas and I'll be hanging out with a couple cousins from there too. I am also looking forward to hopefully reuniting with some old friend from middle school and high school.
Wish me luck on my vacay. Oh and any bloggers out there from Cali? Let's have coffee. =)
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Tongue Twister
In line with the love month I have decided to repost something which I posted in my first year of blogging. This one's all about the first kiss.
Do you still remember your first kiss? How many frogs do we have to kiss just to find Prince Charming? My parents were super strict, dating was not allowed, so kisses were most definitely out of the question. By the time I was 18, I was finally allowed to start dating.
There was a guy who was courting me. Let's call him Mr. Thoughtful. He was a cute guy with an amazing smile. He did his best to win my heart. When we were out of town for school exposure he would go out of his way to visit, help me out with a few projects, bring me goodies, and he even did my laundry. This guy was too much.
On my 19th birthday, I went to a friend's house to work on a school project. To my surprise He was there too along with half the people from my class and all my other friends. He threw me a surprise birthday party and he did all the cooking. Everyone there handed me a single red rose from him.
We went to my friend's backyard to talk. He asked if he could kiss me, I panicked. I've never kissed anyone before. I always dreamed my first kiss would just happen. It wasn't something that you should ask to happen. It wasn't something that you should ask to happen. Anyhow, how could I say not this guy, after all that he's done for me? The first kiss wasn't as romantic as I hoped it would be. It was a bit gross for me. His tongue was almost down my throat! It was sloppy and just gross. It wasn't at all what I had expected from Mr. Thoughtful. Weeks later, I found out Mr. Thoughtful really really was super thoughtful because he had done the same thing for another girl from a different university. He also threw her a surprise party and the works. Oh how thoughtful!
My second kiss was with my boyfriend now. It was during one stormy afternoon and we were stuck in his car finding shelter from the hard rain. We were just talking about a lot of stuff and laughing and talking some more. I was animatedly gabbing about a lot of things then suddenly felt conscious. I was looking at me with this really silly smile. I felt my cheeks turn red, so I blushed and turned out.
I don't know what happened. On that stormy afternoon it felt like the world stopped turning. The raindrops seemed to dance to the rhythm and beat of our hearts. He leaned closer and I closed my eyes. His soft lips met mine and we kissed. It was nothing torrid, it was sweet and innocent. When the kiss was over we giggled and hugged.
"Why do we close our eyes when we sleep, when we cry, when we imagine, when we kiss? Because the most beautiful thing in the world is unseen."
Do you still remember your first kiss? How many frogs do we have to kiss just to find Prince Charming? My parents were super strict, dating was not allowed, so kisses were most definitely out of the question. By the time I was 18, I was finally allowed to start dating.
There was a guy who was courting me. Let's call him Mr. Thoughtful. He was a cute guy with an amazing smile. He did his best to win my heart. When we were out of town for school exposure he would go out of his way to visit, help me out with a few projects, bring me goodies, and he even did my laundry. This guy was too much.
On my 19th birthday, I went to a friend's house to work on a school project. To my surprise He was there too along with half the people from my class and all my other friends. He threw me a surprise birthday party and he did all the cooking. Everyone there handed me a single red rose from him.
We went to my friend's backyard to talk. He asked if he could kiss me, I panicked. I've never kissed anyone before. I always dreamed my first kiss would just happen. It wasn't something that you should ask to happen. It wasn't something that you should ask to happen. Anyhow, how could I say not this guy, after all that he's done for me? The first kiss wasn't as romantic as I hoped it would be. It was a bit gross for me. His tongue was almost down my throat! It was sloppy and just gross. It wasn't at all what I had expected from Mr. Thoughtful. Weeks later, I found out Mr. Thoughtful really really was super thoughtful because he had done the same thing for another girl from a different university. He also threw her a surprise party and the works. Oh how thoughtful!
My second kiss was with my boyfriend now. It was during one stormy afternoon and we were stuck in his car finding shelter from the hard rain. We were just talking about a lot of stuff and laughing and talking some more. I was animatedly gabbing about a lot of things then suddenly felt conscious. I was looking at me with this really silly smile. I felt my cheeks turn red, so I blushed and turned out.
I don't know what happened. On that stormy afternoon it felt like the world stopped turning. The raindrops seemed to dance to the rhythm and beat of our hearts. He leaned closer and I closed my eyes. His soft lips met mine and we kissed. It was nothing torrid, it was sweet and innocent. When the kiss was over we giggled and hugged.
"Why do we close our eyes when we sleep, when we cry, when we imagine, when we kiss? Because the most beautiful thing in the world is unseen."
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