Danabelle in Lazy Scribblydoodly Shorts

Lack of sleep aside, for some wildly wonderful reason, I'm suddenly bursting with ... stuff, for lack of a better word.

I somehow feel alive, sort of, as cliché as that is... That's how I feel.

Leaving Blankville gets you that way, I suppose.

...That or, I've finally gotten used to this blogging at night thing.

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...Or maybe it's all because, I've finally come to terms with the fact that you will never know me.

I would elaborate, but that kind of defeats my point.

I have to learn to let things go.

...I'm not there yet, but I'm gonna be.

I'm sure of it.

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Today...

To battle the eye-drooping, I scribbledoodled.

I've been meaning to put together a sCRAPbook. But I just can't seem to find the time.

Besides this site has somewhat become a sCRAPbook of sorts anyway, so I guess these bits of torn up paper should do for now.

Yeah, you probably should know by now that I have a thing for giraffes.

Win-lose-win.

Cupcake looks like Supermario's Mushroom. LOL.

iLoveYouCupcake.



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I miss my friends...

I never get to speak to them as often as I want to.

Tsk.

Darned schedule.

Why I oughta...

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My knees hurt like gaaaahhh.

I was on my knees squeezing through the crowd trying to get a good shot last night. LOL.

I should probably invest in some knee pads.

Sure. I'll look dorky, but at least I won't be so prissy the next day complaining on my blog about how my knees hurt.

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So here we are again...

Yes.

It's that time of the year.

That dreaded time of the year.

Birthweek.

Tsk.

Somebody get me directions to Neverland. I don't ever want to grow up. I just want to think happy thoughts and fly.

...Preferably with The Lost Boys... Actually, I'm hoping that they'd be Lost Men. You know... Hubbahubba. LOL.

Bwahahaha.

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Things happen...

You don't know how or why....

They just do.

Love moves in mysterious ways, so the song says... But I say love just moves.

Of course, after all that's been said and written down, there's still that one question on your mind. That one question that's begging to be asked and the same question that I'll probably never answer.

...SINO SI KAPKEYK?

Blahahaha.

Intriga na naman iteyyy.

Goodnight, world.

iLoveYouCupcake.