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Sunday, January 24, 2016

The Sunday Currently | 12



It's Sunday once again, which means many things to me...things to do, to think, to make, to expect, to dream, and just anything in spontaneity. A very early morning start made me yawning the entire day. However i also couldn't let this day pass without witnessing the biggest event in the city. Today was Dinagyang Festival! 



Yes. You know already what it means...generously decorated streets, food stalls, souvenir booths, locals and foreigners, heat, traffic, the crowd, loud music, henna tattoo, friends, families, and of course Street dance! Now after a long and tiring day i'm stuck here wanting to document everything i saw and i did today but my brain is kinda exhausted, so i'm just writing my TSC. 


Currently I am...


Reading 
the history of Inca Empire. Oh my, why am i reading this all of a sudden... Something's wrong with me. 

Writing 
The Sunday Currently 12.

Listening 
to Christian Bautista's songs ♪ ♫♪ ♫. I love him. I love you.

Thinking
if i should eat PODS or not. It's right in front of me right now. 

Smelling 
my shirt. Smells like smoke! The food stalls grilling meat were everywhere today. Must take a much needed bath when i get home kkk. 

Wishing 
for the next day to wake up without an alarm. But even without it i automatically wake up the same time each morning. I just wish i could sleep longer without my body clock interrupting it. 

Hoping
for days filled with love and peace for everyone.

Wearing 
white tee, shorts, red sneakers and red cap. 

Loving
the city's atmosphere. It just feels cheery at the moment because of the festival kkk

Wanting
to finish the landscape drawing I've started two days ago but i'm just so tired. 

Needing
sleep! And a good cup of iced coffee before going to bed! Please : (

Feeling 
tired but good because i got to spend time with Autumn and Lovely again. Somehow missing the other company but i know we'll be spending time anytime soon. 

Clicking 
Facebook, and YouTube videos again and again and again. 



Hanging out with old friends and saying "remember when..."©







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