you’re entering the unknown—
baby, check yourself
brace yourself
protect yourself
face yourself.
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ken & dana design.
(via highsnobette)
making a name for ourselves - common.
tbbt - penny plays halo.
GPOYW - the night i got the boys out of a dui & why the hell does it look like i have no boobs here edition.
my twinnie (tin) & i had dinner @ rama thai/japanese the other night. this was my 2nd time there, her first, by my recommendation. i always pass by this place on my way to work and the 1st time i went there, i was pretty much blown away, to my surprise. i’ve always been turned off by many fusion restaurants, especially asian. there just isn’t many successful fusion restaurants in my book, yknow? and then there’s the fact that i’m really picky with how the fish is in my sushi.
there’s obviously days i miss walking out of my studio apartment and being able to order kick-ass sushi barely a block away from me (and if i were feeling really lazy, i miss calling for delivery). and although i only live a good 15-20 minutes away from the city no traffic now, it’s great to know i’ve found a sushi heaven outside of the city without having to feel like i’m “settling”.
(via camovement)
i love this.
geek. music addict. music appreciator who wishes she’d be a better musician. shopaholic. sponge reader. obsessive foodie. nostalgic. motive dissector. sucker for aesthetics. a basketball wife in another lifetime. filipino. pisces. chicagoan. suburbanite. happy. sad. confident. easily distracted. confusing. confused. weak. self-concious. everyday blog-hopper. pseudo-blogger. unphased retail slave. sorority girl. himym fan. ‘blue demon’. university graduate not doing anything with her degree. pro-glbt rights. pro-choice. numbed by and desensitized to uber [forceful] religious folks (if you know me personally, you know who i deal with on a daily basis). horrible actress onstage. professional ‘actress’ in everyday life. smug & self-righteous. 23 and just got her drivers license. agonizes over the fact she agonizes too much. will argue buff joe’s > bdub’s anyday. smoker. tequila or rum kinda gal. dreamer more than a doer. questioner of sanity. a boiling pot of envy. can’t help but wish for a fairy tale. only child.
we’re all labels of something, no matter how much we hate and/or try to avoid them.
there’s an arguable good/bad side to each one. but the thing with labels is they’re also like catch-22s sugar coated with a little somethin’. we see or utter one word/phrase and it becomes an instant replay of everything we associate with that word/phrase and assumptions are made. it’s a do or don’t believe it hot-of-a-mess.
i would add on to vividly complete my baffling reflections, but i’ve lost my train of thought…
where are your constant updates? i miss you on my dashboard.
awwhs, thanks :) wish i could update as often as i used to, maybe i should queue stuff up… but even that i feel i lack time for. the time i choose to blog comes in spurts — been on the full-time grind, and my days/mind have been heavily polluted by retail. my off days are such a blessing that i’m out enjoying them instead of staying in. i admit i miss lazy days, but at the end of it all, i like being occupied. i miss you, tumblrs! hmm, but if anyone can get me a writing gig to do on the side i’d totally do it… i haven’t been searching hard enough =X
corner of the sky from the broadway musical pippin.