Not really. Just a random set of things I wanted to do.

Those that I managed to do already, are in bold typeface.

The ones I didn’t want to do anymore are in strike-through.

Others I’ve yet to achieve are in  a regular typeface.


November 1, 2010
  • Eat powdered milk and Milo, raw Lucky Me noodles, lumpia wrapper, carrot sticks and all the other food my folks kept forbidding me to eat when I was 5.
  • Hole up in front of the telly flipping cable channels all day
  • Movie marathon all day with the boyfriend
  • Road Trip to Sagada and Ilocandia with friends
  • Gorge on cold cereals minus the milk
  • Learn to swim
  • Paint: Oils. Watercolors. Charcoal. Any medium on a willing canvas.
  • Practice playing the guitar
  • Learn how to play the cello and the piano
  • Go skinny dipping
  • Get half-assed drunk with my college room mates again
  • Buy a copy of Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
  • Build an awesome wardrobe.
  • Meet and greet Katy Perry
  • Get a Mockingjay tattoo on my right wrist. An owl on my left ankle. and a strawberry and star on my right shoulder-blade.
  • Get a pet. A terrier and a Persian cat.
  • Publish a novel
  • Write for the NY Journal
  • Photo walk with friends in Bohol, Baguio, Palawan, Bukidnon, Batanes. And oh, around Western Europe
  • Tour Eastern Europe especially Russia and Southern Siberia.
  • Fall in love
  • Get a European boyfriend
  • Marry a hot, dashing and loveable haciendero.  (Or maybe I’ll have bigger chances with a mafia don or a drug lord)

November 10, 2011

  • enroll in a ballet/dance class
  • start wearing pumps (instead of my ever-so-safe flats)
  • see a Coldplay concert
  • sing and play an instrument in front of a live audience or just be in a band
  • kidnap-date my friend, Kiel. Or Joe (who I used to harass)
  • learn how to drive a car
  • get a full body massage and hold a poker night with my bffs M and T
  • go clubbing
  • be in a relationship and see what the fuss is all about
  • get a freaking pedicure (regularly. Like a self respecting adult)
  • star in a music video of my favorite band(s)
  • get full bangs/ maintain one after I’m done with my braces
  • kiss. and forget.
  • drink too many shots
  • start a blog containing blind items on people I know. Skanky.
  • learn a third language. Like German, French or Spanish.
  • finish a degree
  • cuff more denim shorts
  • get a pair of ankle high boots
  • get a pixie haircut


January 10,  2012

  • Cut my hair ala Carey Mulligan or at least get a Selena Gomez hair in her Hit The Lights vid.
  • Fly abroad and vacation with cousins.
  • Switch jobs and get paid for writing.
  • Date.
  • Go to the beach with friends.
  • Get another tattoo.
  • Organize my Facebook Timeline and edit my friends list.
  • Have my braces removed.
  • Hold a garage sale with M.
  • Buy an SLR or a Lomo camera and take more pictures. Go on photo walks and develop films.
  • Buy more books, clothes, high heels and watch more movies.
  • Go on road trips with friends.
  • Buy a laptop and blog everyday.
  • Prepare for Zombie Apocalypse

January 6, 2012

Some additional things:

  • Dance barefoot in the middle of the Stonehenge
  • Go see a recital, an opera, a play, a musical or a poetry slam.
  • Write to George R.R. Martin, Eloisa James, Neil Gaiman, Nora Roberts and Ken Follett
  • Steal a kiss from any of my celebrity crushes
  • Punch someone in the throat at least once in my life
  • Do a slap bet
  • Buy the Game of Thrones graphic novel
  • Consider getting contact lenses
  • Cut my bangs a little shorter
  • Watch Eat Bulaga in Broadway Centrum
  • Go to the RX booth during one of  the Morning Rush shows
  • Frakkin groom my eye brows
  • Buy a pair of sneakers (you, doll shoes person)
  • Part with my phone for a whole weekend
  • Get a Kindle

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