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Layyie
Yay! SweetS! It's a new layyie for the new year. Haha! This is a summer lay-out actually, but I couldn't wait to put it up. Ain't it just luvly? :) No stealing! It took me at least 6 hours to finish it! Well anyway, enjoy~! ^_^
Me
Who the heck runs this blog, you ask? It's me, Patricia, a.k.a. Yuki(or snowflake, Kumiko, Shouko, Aria..take your pick). A Pinay who has been breathing for 12 years already since I came out on 01-18-94. Careless, clumsy, but I do have common sense. Respectful and polite, but make me mad and we shall have war >:) Anime lover(duh), and yes, I love snow. Smart, weird, creative, cool, quiet, noisy, or in short, just plain human. Welcome to my world.
[listening to: BoA - Best of Soul(album, on shuffle)]
I'm starting to be a grinch.
I think I've gotten so used to getting gifts since the past years. The happiness I feel just from seeing the wrapper, the excitement I get from trying to guess what's waiting inside(since we don't open our gifts until Noche Buena, a.k.a. Christmas eve), and the "look" of the Christmas tree when there are loads of gifts under it.
I don't really care what's in it. I think it's what it looks like that attracts me. I feel happy with every gift I get. Even if it's just a pencil or marble inside the wrapper, I don't care. As long as I get lots of them, I'd feel uber-happy on Christmas eve.
But...
I've noticed that I'm getting "less" gifts this Christmas. While my dad was checking his pigeon hole for letters, I took a peek at the others. They were packed with..about at least 5 gifts in almost every hole. That made me jealous, and in my head.."Rawr! Such pretty gifts! Must..get..my precious..(Gollum-style here)". Something made me want to grab the gifts and keep them to myself, glistening under our own tree. Of course, I didn't do that, but I was close to doing it.
I know that gifts aren't the spirit of Christmas, but somehow it looks like that's what the media is trying to reflect. Or maybe it's just me. I mean, who doesn't like presents? Even if you don't expect to get any, when you DO get some, it feels fuzzy inside. Is that the true meaning of Christmas? I bet you're shaking your head now. Why can't I be satisfied with the ones I already have?! I wish I could get the green-eyed monster out of my system, because I'm starting to feel sad just because I'm not getting as much presents now than in the past years.
Hope you aren't feeling the same..
[x]Yuki please comment on the tagboard to your right :)