Sucks
My Christmas sucked. What about yours?
My Christmas sucked. What about yours?
My sister and her husband are visiting me here in Paris and since I’m new here I need your help: any nice resto, brasseries and cafĂ© suggestions?
It’s amazing, how much tax one has to pay for the land of the apartment you’re renting! and if ever we owned a television set, apparently we’d be taxed for that, too! boo!
I’m this close *holding fingers a centimeter apart* to smoking again. I have to distract myself. It’s hard.
The truth is that we’re both pretty much fucking fed up of France.
If the Philippine elections were turned into a movie it would be titled Eleksyon 2004: God Help Us.
The reason why I’m not updating is because I’m making a new website.
After careful musing, I realised that I must really be a horrible person, because if someone in front of me slipped on a banana peel, I would laugh to my heart’s content instead of helping him up.
Words make sense if you write them for someone
I can’t even reach out