Old Habits Die Hard
Just yesterday I thought I was going to start smoking again. To the smokers out there, you know how it is — you feel restless, a bit sweaty, you wring your fingers every 2 minutes to no avail. It just doesn’t come close, a cig is what you need. Thankfully, I did not yield. Discipline is now spelled with an M-A-R-I-E. Naaaaaaks. 
For maybe 3 years now I have been checking this guy’s friendster page every time I’m online. I used to have a crush on him but now, I’m not sure. A little na lang siguro. So anyhoo, the whole time he’s "in a relationship". Shucks. He’s just not that into me.
I have had the same hair style for maybe 2 years now. I’m contemplating getting it colored but am a bit scared. It might make my hair dry, it might make it brittle, or it might turn out to be a disaster, things I don’t need right now. So okay, maybe I’ll muster the courage to do it soon.
In the afternoons I sleep and eat merienda. Everyday I eat something sweet (cake, ice cream, both). When I’m home in Las Pinas I drink my favorite concoction of the moment — tomato juice mixed with pineapple juice and 3 ice cubes. Yummy! Every Sunday morning I eat breakfast in McDo, Monday mornings in Jollibee.
Have I become a creature of habit? Has the spontaneity disappeared? No no no no!!! I refuse to believe it. Next month I’m hitting the gym.
