I am starting to rethink my going public with this blog. A few hours ago over dinner, my mom was just so cryptic in asking about my love life. Ew. I appreciate the concern, but still. My love life is not really dinner conversation. So yeah, I’m reconsidering publishing on Facebook.
I don’t know if anyone had noticed but I have changed my blog title! Whoopdedoooo. Or not really. I’m still thinking what could be a more memorable one, or at least something that others can easily associate to me. But then again, I don’t really have that wide of a readership.
As the holidays come nearer and nearer, I can’t help but feel somewhat nostalgic. Lately, my days have been completely devoid of the holiday spirit. I’ve been trying to bring it back — actually, for some time there was even collective effort there — but then, it reverts to nonexistence, and I am here again tapping away.
I could use some hot cocoa though. With whipped cream. And tiny marshmallows.
The wedding is so near and I am yet to lose the weight I am supposed to be losing. Ugh. I need to be more dedicated to this diet and workout regimen. He can’t be the only one sexy there.
He has always said he finds me sexy in any form. I believe him… until I look in the mirror.
My self-esteem badly needs a boost. And a new hobby.
I miss his voice and the way he sings this song.
I hate this feeling.
Photo nabbed from 1000 Notes.