My dream bed
Some people dream of California queen beds with Temperpedic mattresses. I dream of a bunk bed where the bottom part is converted to a study area. I don't move a lot when I sleep. The position I'm in when I fall asleep is the same when I wake up. I used to move a lot before, even ending up reversed but after I got my period, I learned the art of sleeping still on my side and I guess that was stretched to non-period days. Anyway, back to my point. I found this really amazing bed at Ikea and I just want to take it back home. I just feel like I'll be so productive in this kind of space. The color blocking of black and white is cool too. It fits my room.
New York (again)
I visited my favorite city on earth. New York. It's my first time to go here on a weekend and it's super packed (at the tourist areas)
We were supposed to go to Lady Liberty but they ran out of tickets so we just decided to go around lower Manhattan for the day.
First stop: A quick bite.
Despite the picture, what I had as for a snack was a Hershey's chocolate bar. I think I have a bad cavity on my molar because every time I try to eat something sweet, it hurts.
What was I doing when these people died? I pray for the continuous comfort for their families.
I sent this picture to my dad and he told me that I was totally darker than him. Oh well, I prefer it than getting fairer. Have you seen me with light skin? It's not good. I love my mermaid hair here too. But it's starting to get annoying.
Here's the "Freedom Tower". I prefer Empire State's aesthetic but this one is still pretty.
I've never liked my face's profile. But you have to embrace what you have right? I do have a nice jawline and my big collarbone gives out the illusion that I'm thin (even if I'm not)
Walking around.
I have edited every photo in this post except for this. It's my favorite. I should've cropped out the post at the right but I wanted this to be completely raw.
It looks unending...
When the sun went down, we went to Times Square. It's so packeeeddd!! I want to go here someday with a buddy and just get loose with all the mascots and weird personalities (naked cowboy!)
CAN I PLEASE HAVE A PICTURE WITH A GOOD LOOKING NYPD OFFICER PLEASE. Actually, my cousin volunteered to get one for me but I was chicken.
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TV Shows I follow religiously:The Mindy Project Mindy Kahling, the writer and main character of the show, is like the less obnoxious and funnier version of Lena Dunham. I love Mindy K. and Mindy L., both are adorable people. I also like Ike Barinholtz's character Morgan Tooker. Oh! I just found out now after researching what's the spelling of Barinholtz, that he's a writer for the show too. ![]() The Big Bang Theory TBBT has been a staple on my hard drive ever since freshman college days. I think it's way of not entirely focusing the episodes on a plot makes it fresh every season. I have a feeling they will surpass How I Met Your Mother's 9 season run. Orange is the New Black Very graphic (in terms to sex and boobies) but dang the story is rich. I am not a fan of flashbacks in books (shh! I skip them) but in OITNB, I'm just curious to everyone's back story. Saturday Night Live It doesn't make me laugh as much as I want to, but I love the show. I usually play it while I'm cleaning or washing the dishes. Whose Line is it Anyway (US) The old and new seasons are both funny. Goes to show that it's Brady, Stiles, Mochrie carrying the weight. ![]() Crossroads
If you settle just so the fights can be over?Did you win? Or lose? I know you read my blog...
I know it feels like I don't give up. That I'll always be the first one to patch things up to not lose you.When I asked for space, I took it back. When I asked for us to cool off, I took it back too. I know my threats are becoming worthless every time I make them. I know you know that I don't have the heart to lose you... But if there's one thing I know you have no idea about... Is the fact that I get tired. And one day I'll be so tired, I have no other choice but to just stop trying to catch up with you. And no matter how I try to walk... to crawl... I can't. Even if I don't want to stop Even if I don't want to let you continue walking without me. I can't do anything about. I can't. UPDATE: I'm not stopping. We're still going strong(?) I'm giving way to what he feels is right. And I'm suppressing my opinion. And For the love of God, I hope opinions are not permanent. Labels: personal Atlantic City
I did not know Atlantic City was in New Jersey. I told Jon that I thought it was in Georgia and he just said "You're thinking Atlanta sweetie"... I knew he really thought "You're thinking Atlanta you idiot". What I know of Atlantic was that it was a mini-Vegas with a beach. I remember the How I Met Your Mother episode where Lily and Marshall wanted to elope so they headed there. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH THAT'S WHY IT ONLY TOOK THEM A DRIVE. New York > Atlantic City, New Jersey.Well, now I can say that I've seen 2 of the 4 oceans in the world. I'm still a Pacific Baby though. Photodump up ahead
Caesars Palace
This was such a glorious statue.
This is the hotel lobby. It stuck so much to the theme.
We went outside to the boardwalk and I felt so covered up.
I got darker no? Which should not be an issue since I look better when I'm dark but ugh, I'm coming back to the land of gluta and papaya soaps. I cannot wait to be fucking teased again.
I was not sure if these buildings were functional. Anyway, we stayed here during the fireworks display. I was not able to take decent photos of the fireworks though cause there was a lamppost in front of me and it was ruining my photos.
Prett-ay
We headed for the beach just to wade a bit... get our feet wet and cool off.
Everyone took off their shoes as we entered sand but I was paranoid on stepping on a shard or shell. I didn't take it off until the sand was clear.
Squishyyy.
This would have been a lovely photo if not for the seaweed that got stuck in my toes and made my foot look like it has a varicose vein gone bad.
This was a tricky shot. I would try to bury my feet in the sand but when a tide rushes in, it would take away the sand and my feet would reappear.
If you can squint a bit, you can see a drawing of the demented Spongebob on the lower right
Writing with your toes is hard.
I did not notice how hungry I was until we had dinner at Johnny Rockets. I ordered a starters plate of 7 spicy chicken wings. It was tiny wings, stop judging. Me and my guy cousin ordered the same thing and he told me whoever finishes the meal first would win. I told him no cause I am a lady. I ended up finishing 3 wings ahead of him. Such a lady I am.
Fast forward to the end of the night...
I wanted to try the nightlife in Atlantic City but maybe when I'm with the right crowd.
So we headed back to Caesars for a quick tour of the casino.
I wanted to do slots but I was underage... and frugal.
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