Tequila's Sunset

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	Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies, I say, It's in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can't see. I say, It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't jump or shout about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, The palm of my hand, The need for my care. 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. --- Maya Angelou, Phenomenal Woman All About Me My name is Tequila Sunset, 21 years of age, and that's just all that I can tell you about my real identity. Of course you can always wait for my picture here, if you're patient enough. Once you read me through my posts though, I think you would know me more than most of my common friends would ever find out about me all these years. I have bared myself here, poured my heart, ranted, and whined. I long for my Honey's kiss, but hmmm... nah! evil grin I luuv chocolates and I use food for comfort. And that's attested by my gaining 7 pounds and 2 more inches in waistline. I like starting projects but I could not seem to find a way to finish them. I am a big procastinator and I have a lot of whims. Not that I'm not doing anything to better myself everyday. I am a soul searcher and trouble finder. It is not so much as me being a skirmisher, it's more because of my strong personality and even more sharper wit. This is not ego-tripping, this is but the truth. My joys are simple. All I need is someone to love me truly, with no hangups nor prior commitments. I love cuddles and hugs. Enjoy and read moderately. Lately Dark underarms and Tequila's own Magic Cream mix bankrupt i'm such a piece of shit! hell hath no fury like a woman scorned! I HATE SYLLABI MAKING AND LESSON PLANS X One secret And another one. MEN Another one bites the dust I was drunk last 13 June 2004 04 July 2004 11 July 2004 25 July 2004 01 August 2004 08 August 2004 15 August 2004 12 September 2004 26 September 2004 03 October 2004 10 October 2004 17 October 2004 24 October 2004 31 October 2004 07 November 2004 14 November 2004 21 November 2004 05 December 2004 13 February 2005 27 February 2005 13 March 2005 20 March 2005 27 March 2005 03 April 2005 17 April 2005 24 April 2005 22 May 2005 05 June 2005 21 August 2005 20 November 2005 27 November 2005 11 December 2005 25 December 2005 22 January 2006 19 March 2006 02 April 2006 16 July 2006 06 August 2006 13 August 2006 20 August 2006 15 October 2006 17 December 2006 31 December 2006 07 January 2007 08 April 2007 15 April 2007 22 April 2007 06 May 2007 14 October 2007 07 December 2008 27 September 2009 02 May 2010 23 May 2010 13 February 2011 Leaving Already? Sign my guestbook first! Credits Design: Blogfrocks Powered by Blogger Image hosted by Photobucket		Monday, January 08, 2007 bloody-ass-in-a-cats-and-dogs-day-it-sure-is-a-focking-day This morning I went inside a unisex bathroom right after a gay guy. As I was throwing my tissue in the trash, I noticed very fresh red dots in tissue papers on top of the bin. I think I should repent on thinking this, but my mind immediately registered: gay. ass. definitely a stain from an anal hole. OMG. I don't know what to blame in myself. Probably my innate malice, another obvious proof that I am no longer innocent to the ways of the world... Or watching CSI episodes? hehehe. Bad bad Tequila. ------------------------------------------------- It sure is raining freakin' cats and dogs and frogs and sheeps and carabaos and flies here in otherwise usually sunny Cebu. Not that I don't like it. I love the rain and earlier this morning I didn't do anything (i skipped work--- Ugh, man, i lost around 1.5k today!) and just felt like I was in a Nescafe commercial sipping brewed coffee at Mister Donuts Sto. Rosario. Reason why I skipped work and the tutorial with the Korean named Thomas (friggin' 200bucks/hour!) ? Because I wasn't able to prepare any lesson for that chinky-eyed man and because i was late for my schedule with him and because i felt very dizzy and weak (I think I lack iron plus calcium too) and because I also didn't finish the 2nd module for my classes at school and because I wasn't finished with my class record and so basically I just want to run away from all my responsibilities. Ugh. There, I now openly admit that I'm a success at being a loser. I honestly hate being like this. I wish I could just be more predictable sometimes and not immediately lose interest so easily. That's why I really admire people who could somehow get everything done, because they just so know how to focus on their priorities. Me, on the other hand, could never forget to relax and eat and wallow in pain and indulge myself thinking that I'm going to be like this forever. When confronted with so many things to do, I freeze and get immobilized, not knowing what to do first. And the reason why I usually get confronted with many things to do is really because I don't immediately act on the things I should be doing. Waaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh...... ¶ 5:41 PM Comments: Post a Comment << Home
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