you know what blogvine intervention is?
it’s that certain moment when you’re going about your everyday stuffs and then *ting!* you have this bulb or whatever with a capital flubby “B” lurking around it, saying that, “hey, i should write something about this at my blog!” / “uy! pam-blog!” / “yey! bo-blog ko toh!”
well..damn am i telling you that i’ve been so filled *always, actually* with blogvine interventions ever so lately and it’s just so frustrating that i have the keyboard right at the tip of my perky fingers and i’m totally, unutterably soo clueless on what to type.
it damn sucks.Ü
anyhow…i’m three shades darker, three pounds heavier, three books smarter and i dunno…wants to barter?
haha…what i’m saying is, well, i want to do a follow-up on my howie experience but i ain’t just in a mood to organize my thoughts and make some definite sense, so…no to that. i’ve also been wanting to type a thanksgiving post for everyone who made me feel damn special 22 days ago, but i’m just too lazy to move my ass and go downstairs to get my phone, besides, it’s charging.Ü so…no to that.
i am so damn friggin clueless.Ü
anyhow, before i, again, succumb to my pathetic habit of ending most, if not all of my posts with “to be continued…/ i am yet to continue this… / promise i’ll explain further…” i’d rather i end it with words justifying this pathetic post’s title.Ü
for one, i love fishes. BUT it sure damn has nothing to do about it. not that it would make a difference, right? haha…anyhow, such a title for, i recently realized that it’s fun saying the word FISH.
promise, try saying it over and over again and it’d make you feel like you’re playing with your lips , your tounge and what could possibly be your carbon dioxide. *i know, it’s not parallel! kill my grammar demon!*
simply put, i find it fun saying it. really.Ü
*my days’ve been so hectic that my perky soul effortlessly finds some new stuffs to make me feel effortlessly happy.*