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Action Action Items

Published by Justine

I really need to buy a new 500gb external harddrive so I can sync my MacBook Pro into eternity before sending it over to the Apple doctors to have the LCD fixed before the warranty runs out in about 2 weeks. I’m contemplating on whether I should get AppleCare or not because really, who needs extra expenses when you’re on the bumpy road of financial independence. This all needs to be done before August 10 and knowing me, it’s going to take a while. HAVE HAVE HAVE TO!

I hope I come back to this blog and have good news about my laptop, my estimate is that it will be gone from me for 1 month–that’s my worst case scenario and if it’s gone from me for more than that I think I might cry.

*CROSSES FINGERS*

Negative Air

Published by Justine

..is somewhat brewing at work. It can’t be avoided, such days occur. Just depends on how you handle it and how you let it affects you. As for me, it’s all a learning process. But what happens when it gets too cloudy around you and the rain’s about to explode? I guess I’ve got to find that out.

Also, yay for my blogging mojo. Will not curse this.

Random Tumblr Things #2

Published by Justine

I haven’t been on tumblr much since the last time I posted about it here, and I feel like I’ve been lacking a bit of internet visual inspiration save for Instagram (it’s really sad I can’t keep up with sites like Pinterest and Tumblr anymore on a daily basis–heck I can’t even keep up with my Google Reader) so here are a few finds for a quickie inspiration post.

Oscar Melzer’s apartment in Mitte, Berlin

Cherry Blossoms

This post is never without a beach photo.

Someday.

While we’re still on this, I need a geek I can be geeky with.

Currently loving Cher Lloyd.

Missing “JUNO”

Published by Justine

I’m missing so many of my friends that are far away like what I’ve said back in my previous entries but Chino is probably the one I miss the most right now. I miss our coffee sessions with uninterrupted conversations where we just sit and talk and smoke. Just talk. About everything. About our lives, our families, people we know, people we don’t know, music, pop culture, movies.. you name it, we’ve probably talked about it and probably analyzed every single question about this life (maybe not, but close).

More than ever I just miss having a best guy friend who I know always has my back, will always protect me and who I can just be selfish with, scrap off all the restrictions and facades (I’ve told him all this). Distance is a bitch because he’s in the UK and I’m all the way in sunny tropical Cebu but we try our best to really communicate a lot. Thank goodness for the age of mobile internet and smartphones (domino effect to social networking sites). I guess all this “miss you’s” is due to the fact that we don’t really know when we’ll see each other again as opposed to me knowing that my bff-est Noemz is visiting me next month so I have something to look forward to and be excited about.

I’m craving for a coffee session right now. Just a sit down. Talking. I miss it 🙂

Detached Romantic

Published by Justine

It frustrates me how the words and phrases I formulate in my head to write don’t seem to put itself together when I start to blog. It usually leads to me being even more frustrated and just scrap and don’t post the entry altogether. I’m trying to say something and it’s going to make no sense, but here goes..

After watching The Vow last night it made me realize the process of forgetting and remembering guys. When I watch a love story or a romantic movie I usually tend to associate the lead male to the current guy I like. It’s been a while since I watched one and the last time I did my feelings were for a different guy. Since that chapter has already closed it feels weird that I’m thinking about this other guy. It feels weird. Everything is weird. Weird weird weird. I like too many guys.

Detached. That’s what it usually is for me. I get scared to get too close, and I overthink things (WHAT’S NEW) and suddenly.. just as I’m slowly trying to wiggle myself in it gets taken away in an instant. But what will happen when I give all of me? It’s too scary. I guess for now I’d rather feel the ever familiar bitterness of it and ride the sick cycle carousel.

I’m a romantic at heart, I just have my own ways of showing them. I don’t pretend not to be one, I just don’t want to feel like everything’s so gooey good because it will start making me doubt things. Goodness, that line is making me such a cynic. I don’t want to be a cynic. Cynical romantic? Ew. Labels are even more annoying.

Whatever, another one of those late night rambles. This blog is starting to turn personal..