Its almost 1pm already on a beautiful Saturday. I haven't slept much considering the mishaps that's been happening on our (various) partner's end.. therefore making my life's purpose this week doing crisis management. At least since yesterday.

But more than being stressed... actually i'm not stressed at all, strangely enough... I'm just blank right now. Sleepy, but can't sleep given the adrenaline rush i've been having from talking to these people. I'm left craving for certain things (no, not that.) I feel like gorging on fabulous kosher food but I don't feel like cooking or leaving the house. I want to be pampered. "Someone get me my Starbucks Tall Cafe Mocha!" (and I want the whip and the whole fat-filled high in sugar enchilada). "Someone drive me to Touch n Heal for my free 2 hour massage!" "Someone take me to La Union or Zambales right now so I can be with the beach again and surf!"

It's depressing, and I'm hating myself for being like this.

I'm slowly getting my pale colored skin back again. I think my skin's color is directly proportional to my happiness...

Pale Skin= Haven't gone to the beach= Depression.
Tanned= Nagbabad sa beach= Happiness.

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.