Hella tired.

Ugh. Why am I still awake?

I dunno. Let's make this short and sweet shall we?


To sum up my day using 15 adejctives:
1.Late
2.Early
3.Tired
4.Awake
5.Hot
6.Dry
7.Clean
8.Obsessive
9.Long
10.Cute
11.Sad
12.Happy
13.Sick
14.Gross
15.Thoughtful


To sum up my day using 10 nouns:
1.Skype
2.Bed
3.Shower
4.Hair
5.Teeth
6.Clothes
7.Cousin
8.Chany (It's a proper noun!)
9.May 20/ January 15
10.Wedding

So! That's about it!

ps.

Link of the day: *click*



**Update!**
Number 9 under nouns has been changed to March 18!

Cleaning and... kidney stones?

Post number three. I guess I'll be on here for a while.

I'll try to make this a daily thing. Woo.

Starting last night at around 10, to about 1 in the morning, I was cleaning. But not just my room, EVERYTHING. I mean, it started with my room, but it just morphed and evolved into cleaning the bathrooms and doing the laundry... I guess that it was out of boredom that I actually did all that, because otherwise, I would've been to lazy or tired, (Excuses excuses..).

But around 1:30am, my dad comes running down the stairs holding his side and yelling at me, "Get my shoes!" So I do what anyone would've done and grabbed like 5 different pairs because I didn't know which one he was talking about. He told me that he was going to the hospital, (My mom driving, of course). And the last thing he said to me before he left was, "Get my Carmex and go to sleep." Haha, of all the things he wanted, he wanted his chapstick? Okay! So I got it for him, gave him a hug, and went to sleep.

*Next morning*

I wake up and see that they're both home already. They tell me that my dad has kidney stones. Dun dun dun. But I guess it's not a really big deal, I mean, he's not gonna die, so I'm happy.

Um... There really isn't a way to transition an ending off of kidney stones... so... I'll just end it here.

Link of the day: *click* (hehe)

Not my computer.

So I'm back.

I just got back from the mall... and I totally spent waaay more than I anticipated. I thought, "Maybe just a shirt or two," but actually ended up spending about $100. But whatever, it's all good, I bought my little brother a wallet, (made someone happy), so I don't regret it. But it always seems like my money vanishes, as if there's a ghost who secretly takes a dollar from me everyday... you know? I guess not. But all in all I got: a hoodie, a shirt, another shirt, a wallet for Jireh, a second hoodie, and a Nick Jonas button for Karis. I think I give myself a C+ in shopping today... Oh well.

I'm totally drained. There's almost nothing to do here. Everyone's doing homework, (that's how asian we are).

Link of the day: *click*

First post.

Hello.

Um... So yeah, I made this because it seems to be the "hot new thing" now. But, I'm not too sure that I'm going to do so well at it. I mean, I had an xanga, but totally didn't work out. I got bored and tired of it in a matter of days... what makes this any different?

Let's start the actual "blogging" shall we?

For the past few days I've been feeling sick, homesick. Not the kind of homesick where you miss your home, the kind where you're literally sick of your home. I've been stuck here for the past few months with no where to go besides: school, work, church. After a few months, it gets a bit old. I think... it'd be nice if I could go somewhere different, but that's probably not going to happen with my family totally struggling to keep the business running. By the way, I work in a small restaurant, it's called: Pancitan atbp Restaurant. Cheesy online commercial found here. (Don't call, I might not be the one answering the phone.)

I'm hungry, later.
-Paolo