3 lie*lane

HOW’S YOUR DAY?

Mine kinda sucks..

This is really shallow and juvenile but I need to get it out. 

So I went to pay bills and ended up standing in queue for an hour. I would’ve endured it minus the whine, but it wasn’t even because I’ve been a delinquent payer , the electric company forgot to hand out the previous months’ bill that it accumulated with the current one. Long story (almost) short, I can’t take the shortcut and pay elsewhere. I HAD to endure the gazillion people infront of me.

So, since I’m out, might as well try to do something productive, like I’ve been meaning to go to my phone’s company and have my lost sim card retained and replaced.

Then all of a sudden I was zapped back to elementary days, as I saw my first school grade crush right infront of me, receiving my documents. my postal ID where I had that awful 2x2 picture. Fuck! What’s more effed up is the fact that I looked well..unprepared and he looked amazing. Not that my preparedness will make a difference.

Ouch! there goes my ego…

**Poker face skilled acquired**




This for me pretty much sums up southpark (the guitar hero ep)+supernatural reference+brendon urie = heyven :)



There’s a tremendous difference between alone and lonely. You could be lonely in a group of people. I like being alone. I like eating by myself. I go home at night and just watch a movie or hang out with my dog. I have to exert myself and really say, oh God, I’ve got to see my friends ‘cause I’m too content being by myself.



ahmogar:

jupiters-inferno:

privileged-prep:

subfront:

wait for it

are pugs even real

i didnt even have to wait for itreblog because pugs

IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FUCKING GIF

ahmogar:

jupiters-inferno:

privileged-prep:

subfront:

wait for it

are pugs even real

i didnt even have to wait for it
reblog because pugs

IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FUCKING GIF



Your friends call to ask you out. They’re great people, they’re your favorite human beings, but you’d rather not. Whether you acknowledge it or not, you’re growing apart. The thing that brought you together in the first place —adolescent torment— is gone. You’ve moved on to adult torment and unlike the adolescent variety, it doesn’t go away with the zits and the prom



edenmarie:

Downhill (acoustic live) by Amy Kuney




For all of the girls who feel like they’re overdressed
Undersexed, starving for yeses or maybes
Tired of always being ignored
He might see the available chair
Beside me, the invitation is there
But I’m not the kind of scratch he’s itching for…



FIVE THINGS

This was on my inbox a few days ago.

"Once you get this write five nice things about yourself and then send this to ten of your favorite followers"

It’s embarrassing that I find this difficult. Sadly I can list 100 things I don’t like about myself without even flinching than this seemingly complicated arithmetical equation. But, I’ll try just because (I don’t really have much on my plate in terms of weblogging)

1. I’m not a complete idiot, I feel like an idiot most of the time. But I’ve learned and proved that if I put myself in the right zone, erudition goes slickly.

2. My moral compass is headed north. I’m not perfect. I’ve lied several times. Justified that some people needed those lies, all the while knowing that the sole purpose of that lie is to (surprise, surprise!) cover my own ass. However, I do tend to live a boring life, so it’s easier to stay out of trouble for the most part.

3.  I never lose hope. It deflates and inflates, but it never ceases.

4. I appreciate the importance of my family as I get older. They will always be my only trusted allies, even if at times we’re dysfunctional.

5. I like my eyes as well as my bushy eyebrows that can’t be left untrimmed for too long or else a unibrow is bound to happen. 



THAT’S THAT

I’ll choose my own happiness over other people’s perception of maturity.



Happy Fictional Spinster

Truth is, I don’t know if I’m going to have kid/kids of my own, you know your off springs. It’s a funny word off springs. It’s quite early to raise the white flag and just give up, but hear me out I’m trying to be sensible here. I’m not the type who’ll randomly hook up and have myself impregnated by a total jackass. I really don’t get why that happens. I mean c’mon how much are condoms anyway?

I’m getting off tracked here. Being in my late 20’s and since some of my friends are a little older than I am, perhaps a little normal and luckier on the love department, I usually get invited on their children’s party. Whenever that happens I get a wake-up call on the sad truth about women’s limitations. Women having an expiration date, but I don’t really dwell on it. (right, this isn’t dwelling) The truth is, whenever one of my dogs get sick I get easily frenetic and on edge. I mean I can’t even imagine being a mom. I might go ballistic when my kid gets scratched, or when some mean kid gets on their nerve. It’s not far-fetched my grandmother is overly protective. In later life I thanked her for it. (she just called a seconds ago by the way)

I guess I’m good being that cool godmother or aunt (atleast, I wish they’ll think I am actually cool) I hope and pray that one of my siblings wouldn’t have the same fate, so that I can legitimately spoil my very own nieces and nephews. 

For the meantime, Godmother/Auntie duties (while their mom, my bestfriend bathes) 

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