the things you remember…

i know i know.. im so behind with my 30-day challenge but i will try to keep up πŸ™‚ hahaha

4th day – πŸ™‚ the meaning behind my Tumblr name

i used this handle for quite a long time now.Β dimpleddreamer

it’s a no-brainer because one, i have dimples, two, i dream a lot.

sooooo.. this pretty much is bring .. but just to put it out there πŸ™‚

 

xoxo,

dimpleddreamer

Blah!

So 3rd day! My day, in great detail πŸ™‚ 

Woke up at 6:20 am, i made my bed, fed my nieces and nephew, bathe them and hailed a cab to go to church. 

At church, i sat at my table and bought the kids siomai. Haha they love it. Then i tried feeding them again because “aunt duties” haha then we played sims4 for a bit and went to mass. After, my mom, me, the kids, and a friend got lunch at Mcdonalds. Then, I dropped my nephew and niece at their house then we went to the mall to buy textiles for uniforms. Went to another mall for said textile because we couldn’t find one we like. Got pizza for  snacks then got back to church to get my laptop and finish a few sewing job. Well, one actually because i decided to go home. Pretty exhausted. Bought some fruits on my way home. Prepared dinner, washed the plates, took a bath in half 😜 then prepared the bed. I did my prayer journal and watched Chicago Med. Now im watching Grey’s. And i think that’s about it. This was a long dayyyy. And this challenge is tiring haha. Im kinda bored now. So yeah. 

Xoxo

Crunch time!

Im on the 2 nd day of this challenge. And im typing like crazy on my phone because the mass is about to start. πŸ™‚ 2nd challenge : 10 likes and dislikes

Likes: 

Food

Rains

Books

Cold weathers

Hugs

Smiles

Writing

Music

Movies

God. Well i love Him πŸ™‚
Dislikes:

Worms

Hot weathers

Bad people

Lies

Deception

Evil people.
Haha i cheated. But i cant think of anything else. πŸ™‚ bye πŸ™‚ 
Xoxo

Start of something new?

Lately, I have taken my blog for granted πŸ™‚ but i’ve been away for months before for different reasons such as i have now.

but I’m kinda back… and while i’ve been pinning some journaling ideas in Pinterest. Ive stumbled across a 30-day challenge. It caught my interest and hopefully I can stick to this:) haha (fingers crossed)! haha

first day challenge – Write some basic things about yourself πŸ™‚

here we go ->

I’m in my late twenties. I consider myself fat and i’m not even exaggerating. lol. i have a penchant for crafts. i fancy chocolate like mad. i have asthma and chocolates are not good for me so that’s a bummer. πŸ™‚ haha i go to church . i can sing not excellently but i still do. i can dance. now, i feel like im just boasting haha. i love pizza. pizza is life. i hate worms. seriously who in their right mind loves em? im asian. a proud Filipina. ^_^ well, was all i said considered basic? haha im basically your basic girl πŸ™‚

xoxo ❀

I CAN

Having been imprisoned on the confines of my bedroom is no easy feat. And yes im exaggerating. Lol. I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather these past few days, almost a week now. I hate when i have these asthma attacks. It’s irritating, it’s a hassle, it’s pricey, and pretty much it’s just boring. Yep, because doing nothing on an airconditioned room just laying around sounds so bad. *insert sarcastic face here. Haha it’s actually quite appealing at first to be honest. Who doesn’t want that? But the more i sit here, on my bed, the more i have time to think. And the more i think, the more it dawns on me that i have limitations and i am vulnerable. Not to sound overly dramatic, but i am overly dramatic, i feel trapped. And being vulnerable and trapped to an illness i doubt would magically disappear is frightening. Believe me when i say i have had my fair share of scary moments. The almost life and death moments. The “i could’ve died -life flashing right through my eyes” ones. I still shudder through the memories but sitting here is torment. Because it’s slow, i see it slowly passing right in front of me, my life. You see, even though my attacks come only a few within a year, these few moments take up a week or two and i can’t help but be discouraged sometimes. It’s a week or two of doing nothing but taking meds, lying in bed, pumping nebules of salbutamol through my manky lungs. And it’s not an attractive one. Fits of cough, runny nose – overall it’s weakening. At twenty seven, turning twenty eight not too long from now, i have come to terms with it. So, why am i saying this? Why am i blogging this? Because I can. πŸ™‚ I CAN. two words so easy to say but sometimes is a bit of a struggle to materialise πŸ™‚ Hahaha hence, im still struggling. Struggling to cope, to accept, to move forward, and to still be grateful. But i know i truly can. And someday soon, ill be back, rambling on again about how i did it. How ill push through this and i’ll totally be smug about it.
Xoxo