Feeling Unpretty?!

Have you ever tried to buy some trash in your life?
And eventually, this trash unexpectedly helped you in such a big way?
Well I did. Here's the trash that I bought:

I am not a fan of Paris and I do not hate her as well. I am also not going to try to post something that would make you hate her or like her.
So, why is there a Pink Diary cover with her in here? One reason is because I bought this exact pink diary on a book sale at Orchard.

I know there are a lot more cheaper things you can buy that is more worthy for a 3 dollar buy. And unfortunately, this led me to a lot of thinking whether to buy it or not.Even worse, I almost finished more than half of the pages before I decided to finally buy it.
The Reason was:
I was feeling so ugly that day, when I bought it.I was thinking to go have a haircut, buy new shoes or a dress, but all those are expensive and will only make you pretty for a while and not for long.I was stressed out and needed something to cheer me up and make me feel pretty.
I promised myself that I am not going to buy a beauty magazine 'coz that will only lead me to feel insecure and buy expensive commercial products... BUT I still went to the bookstore thinking there will be some handy journals I could browse daily to keep my track.
And so, I found :
-Nice journals for busy independent women
-for mothers, for single people.
-and some prayer journal to help women go thru their ugly days...
But they are so bulky and expensive.I tried to just browse some more and was bearing in mind the quote:

Then I thought of someone pretty like Paris Hilton... She might be pretty for some, but for others--she isn't. She is not even sexy for me but for others, she is. Her eyes are way too droopy for me. She looks like she's always drugged, maybe-- because somehow I always associate her with how I first saw her on that Night Shot video clip scandal she made.

Then bam! I saw this helpful trash.I found Paris' pink diary on one corner. It was glossy and still covered with plastic, they have like 8 of that diary on the bookstore. As if nobody really wanted to buy it.

I was hiding in one corner of the bookstore while browsing thru each page because people might think I'm crazy for even considering to buy or just simply browse some Paris Hilton pages.Paris looked so innocent in the front cover and my curiosity for her writing skills led me to browse some more. I was in real doubt whether she was the author of this book.

After a short browse, I realized that it's not anymore important whether she wrote it or not, because almost more than half of the book are just pink blank pages with her nice photos printed on each glossy-turned-worthless-trash page.It has no content, nothing but all about her, her photos and her funny quotes.Two quotes from her that hit and led me to buy it were these quotes:
"No matter what a woman looks like, if she's confident, she's sexy.”
"If people aren't nice to you, they're jealous."
Aside from me feeling pretty and satisfied already with those two quotes
It also somehow taught me to never be affected with negative thoughts that other people say to you.

The Reason for the Feeling Unpretty Stress:
I was feeling unpretty because my Dad who mattered so much to me and have been my world since I was born, disowned me for a reason that he can't appreciate and accept me for being me. He told me, I never did anything pretty and all I did were all just junks for him. I was unpretty and unfit for my world- which happens to be--my Dad. I think my Dad stress me out real bad by acting so mean to me. It was just so timely to get familiar with this Paris quote I read right at that very moment, and also wondered if Paris also got disowned after Mr. Hilton learned about his daughter's Video Scandal? That could always be a nightmare to all Dads.

So I bought it, after all those realizations because her self-confidence really impressed me. Her way of treating herself way above others and being such an airhead is damn so irritating but come to think of it, it's amazing how she managed to contain all that ego-boost on her lanky physique.
This trash is not really a book but the blank pages are for some Paris fan who'd most likely try to buy that journal for her to fill in and be like Paris. I still did not fill up the pages for her stupid questions and have no plans to fill it up-EVER.
I was just really impressed by her ego boosting quotes and it was such a stress relief for me. I should always keep in mind these quotes that she have, like these:
"One of my heroes is Barbie. She may not do anything, but she always looks great doing it. "
"You should live everyday like it's your birthday."
Then I googled more just to find more funny quotes from her and this is one famous line from her:


The nerve with this girl? Who is Paris Hilton anyway? I think my Dad doesn't know her. If she's a model, then I think she's not even a good one. If she's an actress or a pop star, she's also not a good one. If she's rich, well I think she is not even the richest. How come she's saying that she's an icon?

For heaven's sake, if she's a porn star, then she's also not good at it.
Waste of time and file size for that night shot video scandal she made- that obviously even her partner on that scene seemed like he's just doing it only for money and NOT for pleasure.

But one thing I really admire of her is her self-confidence. I praise her so much for that. But then again, I will never have that too much level of confidence same like what she did on her birthday trying to do a seductive dance over a big champagne glass. Or was she even dancing or what? The video was a stress relief though, such a good laugh. So much for her confidence, maybe this photo below will remind you how that "dance" went. I can never have that too much confidence that she has in her, especially when you try to zoom in this photo on her crotch area.



Buy some trash every once in a while, You'll never know how good it will turn out to be after realizing how blessed you are than being like Paris trying hard to be seductive and publicly displaying her crotch to many people without even getting a seduced reaction from her viewers.
Now, HOW ugly could that be? Uglier part is, I have never ever tried to take that pink diary out from my bag especially when people are looking.

Post Cupid Day

If you think that my Cupid Day went something like as dreamy as the way I illustrated it above, then you are wrong.

If you again think that the reason for that might be because of my boyfriend is currently oceans away from me, then again you are wrong.

I have never ever celebrated a valentine's day with a date or with any of my exes or my boyfriend. The 22 valentines day in my life were only celebrated with friends and I am counting again this year as the 23rd same old cupid day.

Now again, If you think that I feel miserable for having 23 same old cupid day... then for the third time-- I'll say you are so wrong.

I was used to it already and I think I just find it awkward to celebrate it. For me, I think we have to be sweet everyday not just on cupid day... Now, I'm just making that up because I'm not mushy-sweet at all.

So what happened with mine? Well, it's boring. It's same like last year...the only difference is I am here in Singapore. I am not the type who'd really like to dress up in red or go out on a date with my boyfriend to just to celebrate this hallmark card event. I am just active on going to concerts with my friends or drinking or just designing a valentine card for my friends, and for my friends' friends or lovers and just stucked in bed during Feb 14th.

Cupid Day last year was worst because I was then fresh from a heartbreak but still I made some cards for my friends to make them happy. I gave one then to my ex ( who I just recently broke up with during that time.)
With the note saying:

I am just not too sweet, I know.
I believe that Cupid day is not just for lovers and I think it's not really a day to spend much money but to spend some time of togetherness.

Togetherness for me here in Singapore means CHATTING. I seated all day at work to keep in touch with friends back home. I chatted until the whole night was over. I had facebook, friendster, multiply...name it--chatting all night galore--that is the only way for me to spend some moments of togetherness with them, plus it doesn't have to cost much!

Shiela, one of my best pals told me, she went to bring her boyfriend some lunch so I think that is some sweetness there. I asked her to do a task for me since I was also itching for a little sweetness to offer to my boyfriend. Well, not really to my boyfriend but to her mom, cos it is also her mom's birthday.

Her task was to buy a cake for my Mom's boyfriend and that's it. Then, I told my boyfriend that I am not sending cake because of Cupid day but because it was for his mom... and not for him. Again, I am just not too sweet and I know that.


Anyway... as I was chatting all night my yahoo messenger window popped out and this scared me...


A-ron M is my college classmate who always aim for straight Uno grades
when we were in UP Diliman. He is really way above there but very very weird. Weird because, he would approach or comment negatively on professors who gave him lower grades than our other schoolmates. For him, he believed he should be the Batch Magna Cum Laude...(I hope he won't read this)
It's scary because he confessed to me once that he had a crush on me, and I do not really want to be the one who'd hurt him a little so he can lower his ego a bit. I am scared because he might be so mad at me when I try to avoid him. I just didn't mind him, after his message I just finally signed out and signed in as an invisible user again for him to not see me...
I am so mean and again I know that.
But Hey! I am not so mean... I really like doing sweet stuffs to other people.Like this:

I made this one for Mathew, he gave it to her girlfriend. See... Now you know that I have a sweet side too.

Blame my Wrist!

Blame it all on my stressed out, painful and numb wrist.These past few weeks have been super busy with work and personal day to day activities--- that led to my hands being so numb now.

My hands were numb after the Chinese New Year and up until now.I now use the jelly wrist pad in the office that I used to snob before. But then I just can't move the mouse whenever I work because my right wrist is really killing me.
I tried to use the wacom tablet and thought it was an easy way to lessen my wrist movements since my fingers will then do all the work. But it was not also easy to update websites and highlight copy and paste codes using the pen tablet.

Then I went back to my same old mouse again tried to work with as little as possible wrist movements... Of course, it's not real easy and there's no such thing as an instant magic pain killer.
But then, AHA! I remember there is...
If only I have a STOPPAIN pink pain killer ointment that my parents used to apply on me when I was a kid.
It's an all around ointment for skin itch and muscle pain. It's better than Salonpas or Tiger Balm... affordable, nice smell and color pink. They don't have it here in Singapore and I tried to google images if they have a picture of that ointment but unfortunately... they have none.
I know Filipinos might be familiar with this STOPPAIN pain killer lotion that I'm talking about now, or if not, better then just ask your Lolo or Lola coz they might just have it.

Too bad I can't advertise that pain killer ointment here but just a sample for you to get familiar with it. Here goes my first ad for this amazing pink pain killer:

Sorry,I really can't produce a photo for this STOPPAIN PAIN KILLER PINK OINTMENT. But the bottle really looks like this, same with my illustration and it has a blue green label on it. It has this 3 or 4 holes on it's sides for easy hand grip. How kewl is that?

I tried searching thru google images for almost an hour now but seems like this pink pain killer is not that really famous. As I was browsing, I saw this disturbing image and this is exactly how my wrist would look like if I am ever going to illustrate its pain.

Duh, Carpal Tunnel Syndrome eh? I guess mine is not really that serious and besides, I had enough of syndromes already so, can somebody just give me an idea where to buy that STOP PAIN Pain Killer Pink Ointment?!

Coz I can't work well feeling this way. I can't stand this numb right wrist that I have. I can't do my favorite hand activities now.I can't draw. I can't carry my bag with my right hand. I can't stay long using the mouse. That's why I updated this blog so late just because of this numb wrist...yeah right--NUMB WRIST, so much for blaming my own wrist for the delayed updates on this blog... Obviously I'm just making excuses for my delay. But hey, I'm back =) and my wrist have just been better, I think it was stressed out coz of too much work in the office during the early days of Cupid Month...

Now you just wait there right hand! I know you are just too excited about what happened with that Cupid day that I have. But for now, I will just end this one with this post's BLOG LESSON.