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Ate Andy! Try to visit Palawan. Coron, Palawan is really nice. :) But if you are willing to spend a lot, go to El Nido. and Pagudpud in Ilocos! 😊
Hi Andy! How often do you workout in a week/month?
I train for my college’s varsitiy and we very rarely use weights, haha. Anon is clueless.
thanks for the follow ate andy. I have loved dramachines since I started here on tumblr. I just feel really flattered. hihi. Stay awesome! Thanks again :-)
Hi andy. What are the differences studying at a university abroad from studying in PH? Thank you. :-)
I didn’t join the giveaway but I like your blog! haha. I wish I had an iphone and was into make up or fashion, but I’m not. I’m better off admiring them than wearing them. I’m glad you did the giveaway too. Discovering your blog is gem <3
do you think applying makeup everyday is healthy or necessary for a 16 year-old college girl? :)
I saw your abs post thing on twitter, i envy u.
Because I need this in my blog. GDI I just want to hold on to this show for as long as I can
Since turning 20 I’ve become somewhat more open to the idea of going out late at night to clubs and dancing my drunken nights away. Now, being hit on at a party/club/bar generally proceeds that same way, as I’ve experienced it. Maybe that’s because I’m Asian, maybe not. But I’m just going to assume that it is because I’m Asian.
PS I do not mean for this post to sound racist or anything, I mean I’m literally 100% Asian, so you know…No hate.
So guys tend not to care for reasons behind the fact that you’re out in a club. For the most part, all they really care about is the number of drinks they have to buy you so you’d go home with them or at least mack for awhile. This is a list of all the pick up lines that have been used on my friends and I every time we’re out. It’s a fairly short list, and after reading it, you’ll find out why I subtitled this post “Asian Problems”. The list is pretty much composed of variations from the first one:
Okay, so the last one isn’t true. But it might as well be.
Can I be one of those Tumblr Girls now? loljk
Ola! What’s up? How’s it going? Well? That’s good to hear. :) Lol okay, but for real, I do hope you are okay. Okay is good.
So as usual I’ve been MIA for awhile. I mean guys, my last actual post was over a month ago. This is insane. I should really work on my consistency. Honestly speaking though, I rarely even know what to blog about. I’ve lost touch with the part of me that expresses her feelings openly. I’ve become ashamed of feeling vulnerable and “soft”. So rather than talking about my feelings and letting it all out there, I’ve become somewhat of a stoic in the emotional department of my life. I don’t mean to say that I’ve completely lost every form of emotion out of my body, no. I only mean to imply that I suppress all these feelings into a place where the alcohol can drown them out enough for me to at least live without suffocating.
Being a girl is horrible sometimes… most of the time. You’re expected to be vulnerable, soft, and feminine— like you can’t handle your own life. It’s stupid!
youre proud of working out but you only use those 2lb weights then tell the world youre sore lol
Honey, clearly, you have no experience with the concept of working out. Not all programs require weights. Personally, I’ve only needed the 3lbs dumbbell and a medicine ball because all I’m trying to do is tone/define my abs. The only reason anyone would lift “heavy” weights (I.e. Do bench presses and such) is to gain strength and build their biceps and triceps— as in their trying to get bulky. Also, if you’ve gone through my recent Tumblr Ask answers, I enumerate the workouts that I do, and none of those require weights.
Before you call someone out on their personal achievements, maybe you should know what you’re talking about first. Because based on how petty and uninformed your comment was, I’m convinced that you’ve never workout in your life.
I haven’t been posting much lately because of work and school…. Actually, that’s a lie. I haven’t been posting much lately because it’s always -30 degrees celsius outside, which means I can’t take pictures about the things I want to post, and it also means that I have no fucks to give about the clothing I wear out. But still, there have been a couple of new things that are going right about my life, and I’d like to share them with you.
I am wondering what you think about gay ppl? I read your about me and you have an interesting background.
can u do your daily make-up youtube video pls :)
what exercise do you do? :) do you go to the gym or just at home? if so, what workouts? :)
hi ate andy! what is your course? and when are you coming back to the philippines? =)
do you smoke?
Hi, Andy. I’m supposed to be working, but I ended up backreading your blog. LOL. I love how personal it is, and how your writing seems to flow so naturally. -bookwormvintage
What do you mean by you use your handwriting in editing photos? :-)
Okay, so a lot of girls dream about settling down and having children, and all that stuff, and I’m just here thinking, “Why don’t I feel the need to want those things?”. I’m not just talking about how I don’t want them now, because obviously, I don’t (I’m 20, I have nothing but the 3 closets full of clothing and shoes in an apartment with 5 other people). I’m talking about how whenever I think about my future, I don’t think about having a child.
I love kids, don’t get me wrong. I simply adore taking care of them and hanging out with them, but to be quite honest, I don’t want to be responsible for one. Whenever I talk to my friends or other girls about it, they look at me like I’m demented or insane; like how do you not want children in your future? So I thought about it, and I’ve composed a list of reasons why I am not made for motherhood… or just a list of why I don’t think I am, at this point in my life.
I don’t know if any of these will change in the future or something, but I’ve had the same choice since I was 14 and it remained the same. So maybe it will, maybe it won’t. Either way, I will love the child I will possibly adopt or conceive in the future, regardless.
I’ve spent most of my time in school just worrying about the things that I have to do in school for that year, or semester. I never really think about my future. Well, that’s not true, I do think about my future quite often, it’s just that I never truly think about what exactly I am doing to get to where I want to be. Everyday, I daydream about the job I want to have and where I want to live, and how my life will be. Recently, I’ve been thinking about my future seriously. I no longer just daydream about a sunny day in my 25 year old life. I’ve started to make choices that benefit my current self and my future endeavors.
The best thing that came out of moving from the Philippines to Canada, was the fact that all of the things that I could only dream of back home, are now things that are within my reach. For the longest time, I didn’t know what I wanted to do when I grew up. I’ve always just said that I would become an Engineer because I’m good at Math. That really wasn’t something that I was passionate about; it was just a default answer because there was no room for risks in a third world country, there’s only economically acceptable jobs.
After we moved here, I saw all these opportunities come up, and there was way more room for risks. That’s when I started to dream of what I could accomplish. I knew I wanted to be in fashion, but I’m not very talented in sewing or designing garments. If anything, I want to be a stylist. But since I’m taking Communication Studies in University, I would really love to be able to write for and layout fashion magazines.
So my 5 year plan is basically the goals I want to achieve by 2017-2018:
I know this list is reaching for pretty big dreams but I’m pretty much in the “Go big or go home” mental state for this year. I want to achieve as much as I can in the little time that I have.
Here comes the obligatory resolution lists that is almost always forgotten by the 2nd week of January. Old habits die hard, after all. But here’s to trying!
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