so i'm back.

baguio was made of eat, because that's all i basically did. i ate every damn thing i could lay my chubby hands on and thus causing me to gain a million-gazillion pounds. but it's okay, it's the holidays and holidays are made for getting fat. burp. i think i miss the strawberry milkshake.

by the way, as expected, my christmas was bleh.

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this is what we do...
excuse the darkness, youtube sucks in compression.

...and umm i've decided that the boy isn't good for me.
i think i might prefer the previous boy-crush, despite his clear ignorance of that fact.

i never thought i'd ever say this in a million years, but i think i miss school.
i miss being way too busy to do (or think of) anything else.