At 9:00 AM, we arrived at Zamboanga for our Christmas shopping. By 12:45 PM, we were back in Basilan. Three hours of agony, callouses, tired feet and vertigo.
At long last, I saw Jamie na. She was also shopping at Mindpro when I saw her. I also saw Ella, Joyce's cousin. I guess, she was also shopping.
My father is having a hard time with his phone. He doesn't know how to retrieve the messages sent to him. I don't know either so I'm no help. I know Che knows but then it's the 24th. Why bother?!
I'm tired but I still got so many things to do before Christmas Eve.
I still don't know what to buy Reyner for his birthday. I'm confused. It's hard to give him presents yet it's not. Here I go again. Arsh!
I LOVE my CareBear SO MUCH! Ahye, thanks a million. Make that a zillion, if there is such a thing.
I'm just thinking if I'll still receive presents for Christmas. I doubt it. I would love to receive gifts though, who doesn't? Oh, filthy hypocrites!
I'll be eighteen on January 6th. Yikes, I'm old! Forget about my birthday. It's Christmas, Jesus' birthday. It's more important anyway!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
HAVE A YUMMY NOCHE BUENA!
{ music } --- ---
{ book } Charming Billy
{ show } Paycheck
{ mood } tired
2 hollered back
belle0121
There's nothing wrong with eating too much.
Society has created the idealism that "fat isn't pretty".
For me, fat means we're cared for.
So let's feast this Christmas eve.
Forget the diet.
We're still growing.
Advance Happy Birthday.
Welcome to the real world. :)
zette
merry christmas to you and your loved ones.