I went to a QC club last Friday. This is my key takeaway:
You know the party should be over when they dedicate a song to all "the sexy ladies."
— Li'l Windmill (@BestInHelga) April 10, 2015
Giving Morgan Matson’s Second Chance Summer another… chance. I picked it up a couple of months ago but had a hard time getting into it. It’s supposed to be a real tearjerker and I don’t know if I can bring myself to finish it, what with my current dad situation and all.
Nothing. This blog entry. I should be planning this week’s posts but I’d rather space out and relax.
To the Empire OST and Miley’s Can’t Be Tamed album. I saw a photo of Miley back in the studio on Mike Will Made It’s Instagram so I hope she releases a new song soon!
Of how to further simplify everything I write on here. Joey said my previous entry was a bit long and it could have been cut in half; I thought it was just the right length!
He did give me good advice though: write in a way that a fifth grader will understand. People get so wrapped up in trying to come across as smart and eloquent and end up sounding highfalutin instead.
Virgin coconut oil on my knee wound. Joey says I should apply betadine but ya know what? In Virgin Coconut Oil, I Trust.
I weren’t such a fattie. :( I had MONTHS to prepare for this weekend’s beach trip and once again, I won’t be able to wear a swimsuit.
Someone buys my defective Canon 450D on OLX! I’m selling the body for PHP3500 (good for parts) and I’ve gotten two inquiries: one asking if I’m willing to swap it with a PHP6000 Calvin Klein bag (nope) and another asking if it came with a kit lens (obviously not) and if I could still lower the price a bit. I think PHP3500 is a fair price to ask!
A Forever21 long-sleeved top. My closet is full of fast fashion and it’s embarrassing.
Snapchat. Add me, I’m helgatheweber on there!
To get this one thing for work over and done with. I just want to be able to crack the damn thing and get the client’s final approval and get a move on with our lives. We’ve been working on it for more than a month!
A massage and a few more hours before the weekend ends. I barely got to rest!
Disappointed in myself for failing my diet. I was doing well until I got black out drunk Wednesday night. I woke up with a huge wound on my knee and a McDonald’s receipt for two large Double Cheeseburger Meals! Joey said both were his but I’m pretty sure he’s just saying that so I wouldn’t hate myself. It all went downhill from there.