My twitter account: benigndelight
ikr! I'm not very proud of this username. sounds like cancer but it actually means something like cheap thrills. in filipino it's like: mababaw na kaligayahan. sort of like: harmless thrills. i coined these words because i think i am like that. ang babaw ko. sobra lang talaga.
My favorite tweepl
@mileygono -ilike her tweets bec they keep me updated with what's going on and where. i also like to look at the pictures she posts.
@kuyakim_atienza -his answers to his fans' trivia are hilarious! he is my most cherished celebrity follower (so far -bka swertehin at ifollow ako ni ashton, sorry kuya kim weather weather lang pohz)
@OfacialDionisia -kakaloka ang tweets ng nanay ni Paquiao---> I DIE
@djmotwister -his tweets are better when he is infuriated or broken hearted LOL
@senmiriam -i stalk her because i want to see her library. i imagine that she has a massive collection of books bec she tweeted once that she has read every book available already. REALLY! she never replied to any of my "challenge"
I set up a twitter account which I intended to be incognito. It's this crazy idea that popped in my mind so that I could tweet craps and shits without my friends knowing that it was me. Actually, I'm not that affected by what my friends will think but more on what my daughters' friends will think of their mom. Baka mavalidate na ang suspicions nila na sira ulo ko. It was hard pala to continue to hide under a ghost name without eventually being discovered. So yan, medyo tamed na mga tweets ko. But there were days when I felt the urge to be a HATER. I would tweet fake hates or sometimes I would just contradict just about anyone that I follow. (Pls see list of my fav tweepl) Twitter was supposed to be the venue of my alter ego. FAIL. Some of my daughter's friends are following me na.
So, here I go again. I made this blog account. Another account where I could speak my mind and invent stories and feelings. I was beginning to enjoy the anonymity of writing my thoughts sometimes putting myself and imagining that I was a love guru or posing as some young teenager crazy in love and all. Just like my twitter account, being a poser couldn't get me far. My true self would most definitely evolve and the extraversion in me becomes obvious. Parang wala nang fun...censored na lahat! HAHAHA
going to bed with this awesome thought in my mind "I AM AWESOME"
fucking tiny bird! You sent me a SPAM
today's dilemma: To buy or not to buy
To love again and again
today's dilemma: To eat or not to eat
Vettel sounds crunchy
Little things affect little minds
Good morning Lord. I offer you today with love
He broke my heart. I broke his Xbox. Guess who cried harder?
Mentally driving. Now tackling the traffic in EDSA
Who wants to join me for an eat-all-you-can extravaganza lunch before #theendoftheworld
#iwannaslap all doomsday sayers. Can they at least reimburse the cash I splurged on shopping yesterday?
WOW the world didn't end! Good morning tweepl!!!
Men are equal in their promises
A pleasure doing wifey service to my hubby for one whole week
Today is the worst day of my life. God please guide my thoughts. (5/16/11 2pm)
I cried for you and the sky cried with me. Everyone is just a drifter. 3 CHEERS for tomorrow!
Dessert before the main course. That's how I roll.
Chefs are mean. They beat and whip on a daily basis.
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