If I don’t make myself happy now then when?

My new layout kicks ass. I don’t really care much for models but it’s cool how I can look at Devon Aoki without feeling the need to become anorexic. That’s why I decided to use her for this layout. I’d hate to sound like some teenybopper thirteen-year old, but Devon is now officially my favorite model. She’s half-white, half-Japanese which is why she looks so different. I wish I were as exotic-looking as her, or had facial features that would make famous European designers want to drape their latest creations over my body. Then again, being a model would mean that I would have to cut down on my food intake and there is no way in hell I am giving up my Dairy Queen blizzards just to look like some skeleton in a Versace.

Hehe, it’s funny how a lot of people easily identified the guy I was talking about in my Livejournal. I really want to reply to their comments but I’m using the laptop right now and the cheap internet card someone bought for the dialup is being a bitch. But I’m real glad that I’m not the only one who finds him annoying. Maybe we can form a support group? (Tasteless joke.) I feel a little bit guilty for writing that entry though, but whatever. What use is a journal if you don’t express yourself in it, right? In any case, I feel soooo much better now. No longer bitchy…but hungry.

It used to be that I’d write more stuff here in nimrodel.net than in my Livejournal. But too many people who know me offline read this website now, which sucks because I can’t be as open as I used to be anymore. At least in Livejournal I can choose those who can access my entries when they become really personal. Still…I really should stop censoring myself and adjusting my thoughts in order to please everyone who reads this. Or develop a bad-ass, I-don’t-give-a-fuck attitude when writing. I mean, this is my journal and I shouldn’t care about what people think of me based on the stuff that I write. From now on, I swear to be true to myself and put down all my uncensored thoughts and opinions on this website. Even if it might mean some dire consequences for me. If nobody likes what I write, there’s a tiny little x button on the upper right corner of the screen. You are not obligated to read whatever’s in here. And I won’t bite you if you leave.

My hunger is mutating me into some sort of queen bitch again. Must. Have. Some. Food.

P.S. Kinda late but anyway…congratulations to Denilou for making it to DLSU! Girl, you deserve it. Miss you!