Not a skirt person's weekend

Let's just say I am having a "I'm satisfied but not greatly satisfied weekend".

Torn between happiness and sadness

In the middle of frustration and contentment

But no...I am not being an EMO! (that crazy teenage stuff)

On the other hand I am on the verge of feeling something I cannot describe and I am so damn frustrated figuring it out and since this is my blog...my freedom wall on this cyberspace...I can blurt these things out.

Okay, so this is how it started.

My mom's friend gave me a post Christmas gift and that's so sweet! I mean, how many people would make an effort to give her friend's daughter a Christmas gift even if the season was already over. It would be more in time for Valentine's Day.

I loved the gift wrap. Bright red with gold and silver bells. (I told you it's a Christmas gift).

I always love wrappers!

I even love candy wrappers.

(that's part of the weird version of myself)

Guess what the gift is?

A pink and white flowing skirt and an off-shoulder white blouse

It's really cute. Very...feminine.

Very ladylike...

Very not me.

I can survive the off-shoulder thing. I can pair it with some cute jeans.

But I have my doubts on the skirt.

I am a girl...fine! I am not having any problem with my gender.

I am happy being a girl.

It's just that "I am not a skirt person!"

My eyes would only fall on a skirt whenever my closet is bereft of clothes.

When I say clothes...It would only mean "jeans, shirts, jeans, shirts" in different colors and designs.

I have few skirts and summer dresses. Very few.

Less than five.

Skirt equals to a special occasion in my vocabulary.

An occasion that won't involve too many walking stunts. Just a sit and smile kind of gathering and perhaps some handshakes.

I could barely move when I am on a skirt. I feel like my legs are tied up. (an exaggeration but true)

Regardless of my aversion to skirts and dresses, I must say the gift is very pretty.

Too sad, it will be put in hibernation.

I don't see any special occasion on the way.

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I used to love pink. I still love pink. I love Hello Kitty and that's her signature color.

But for the past few days...I am beginning to appreciate dark gray, chocolate brown and dark blue stuffs. These colors happened to be in my "list of hideous colors" when I was younger. Now, i find it really cool!

Am i really getting old?

I saw a "hoodie shirt" in chocolate brown. I loved it instantly! At a very attractive price also. I was so excited that I tried it on immediately. It won't fit! Damn! I need to diet soon!

Worst...the saleslady just when she's asking another staff if they got it in a bigger size, she shouted "look for it at the kid's section".

WHAT? that's a kid's shirt?

But the style obviously isn't for kids....supposed to be not. But it's clearly for kids.

Yeessh!

Oh well, at least I saved myself a few bucks.

But not from embarrassment.

and at least again...I have a reason to convince myself that I am not fat.

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Book collection is a good investment.
A book is a good companion too.
Ever heard of the line "it's better to travel alone that with a bad a companion"
A good book will never make you feel lonely.

So for the nth time, I had broken my new year's resolution of saving money.
Well it's with approval of my Dad. He's 100% supportive when it comes to spending big bucks on books.

But...it's the year of recession. It's not wise to spend so much. It's important to have savings.

But again, I'm stubborn. I bought another bestseller book. It's quite pricey. While holding the book, I had a battle within myself whether to feel delighted because I finally have the book after a search or feel sorry because I certainly can't keep my promise.

I tried to convince myself that the book is worth the price.

It better be good or I would cry a bucket.

I tried to console myself by making a promise again not to spend money on unnecessary stuffs.

Naturally, I broke that promise.

Before my Saturday evening reached its end, I saw another bestseller book on display and the story is really good.

I have it now and can't wait to read it.

I have 6 new books in my room now which I can't wait to read. I made a schedule for each. (a weirdo)

I am so fascinated with books right now.

Actually, books happen to be my life.

A person just came and I had a diversion.

But just when I am on the process of getting him out of my system permanently,

the Twilight saga of Stephenie Meyer came and it brought back my love for books.

Right on time.

J.K Rowling is equally good but her works are not strong enough to completely distract my attention
from my "used to be reason" for staying up late at night.

I try to avoid looking at my wallet or I'll be punished with guilty thoughts.

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I am loving coffee too.

Is that part of getting old?

I am addicted right now to Malaysian white coffee.

I am thinking of going to Kuala Lumpur to buy myself several packs (an insane thought)

I am loving coffee crumble ice cream as well!

I used to like Double Dutch ice cream.
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After having a grilled chicken and pasta dinner, I decided to buy myself a two scoops of coffee crumble ice cream.

and just when I was only a few walks from the ice cream cart, it was already closed!

Aaarrgghh!

Well...at least I saved P40.00

See, I am so good in handling my money :)
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The worst part in dieting is finding the right food to eat...which obliviously have to be healthy, and the right store that sells it.

I got so tired of thinking and looking what to have for lunch that I end up in Mc Donald's.

I am fooling myself...




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