The color of happiness is pink!
There are some things from the past that I cannot change. All I can do is find things that can surpass them...
Like how Typhoon Reming surpassed Typhoon Milenyo's wrath.
When memories from the past come back to haunt you, to hurt you or annoy you, the best thing to do is create your own wondrous memories to obliterate all of them.
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It's going to be a beautiful weekend for me. I'll drop by Market! Market! tomorrow to see Augy, get my caffeine fix at Starbucks (and another holiday sticker), grab some doughnuts at Krispy Kreme and window shop. More pink and red stuff, pairs of shoes, sexy tops, adorable thingamajigs I can wear all the time, books, lingerie (I collect thongs now), makeup and FOOD. I scrap my diet on weekends. I shove more food down my mouth than I would usually eat on weekdays. I can give up rice, but not my chocolates and cakes. Never ever.
I am sooo happy. Happy doesn't even come close to what I feel. Mmmm...
