Cutting my hair is such a big issue now, believe me.
When I attended the GS Training, we were told to put a bit of make up on to look presentable so that the candidates would feel comfortable. I did not get what I just said. Yah but you get the point. So yesterday, when I left the house, I put makeup. I fixed my hair. Yah, I looked good.
Funny, kasi nung nagkita-kita kami, pinuna nila. As if naman kahapon lang nila ako nakitang nakamake-up.
Jolo: O, nakamakeup ka?
JPacs: Nagmo-move on ka na?
Haha, agad agad? Charat. Sobrang funny.
At ayun. Napagusapan yung buhok ko. Pagupit na daw ako. Kasi nasa stairs kami.
Ate Jojo: O, nakamake up ka?
JPacs: Nagmomove on na sya. *kahitwalaakongsinabiplease*
Ate Jojo: Diba da’t nagpapagupit?
Ate Tobit: YSEL! PAGUPIT KA NA.
Ako: Ayoko. *Yah and I do have my reasons #MacarioSakay
Ate Tobit: Please, magpagupit ka na. Please.
I know what they mean. I really do.
Pati yung length ng buhok na ipapagupit ko, may meaning din.
And the bracelet.
Pinuna ng Daddy kanina. Funny, kase pinapatanggal na nya.
And the homily, nung mass kahapon, di ko naman idedeny na tinamaan ako. There were a lot of reasons not to leave the house kahapon, the rain was hard. Kasama pa namin si Eli. But God made a way, for me to hear what He had to say.
And now I tend to overthink. A lot. Magtext lang ng walang smiley, malaking bagay na sakin. But then, yah. Isusurvey ko nalang muna yung baha.