By manilenya - Last updated: Monday, March 31, 2008

Okay, I’ve been goofy these past few days. I don’t know what to do with this blog. If you noticed (never mind me, I’m talking to myself) I changed templates to templates, and I didn’t know exactly what templates will I use. I’ve browsed more than 500 themes, and I haven’t fixed my mind.

Blame it to my fickle minded little brain.

And when I was settled with the template I considered I like (I was kind of jumping onto the floor where I was sitting) and praising the author of the template I have another problem again. My sidebar was having a problem itself, or me showing my poor knowledge on scripts?

Every time I am pasting Entrecard’s script, my sidebar becomes a disaster. I chose to edit my sidebar instead of using my widget. I don’t know if I need to upgrade my wordpress (I am using 2.3.1) for my widget to work properly or there is really a problem with me. I’m asking myself what’s the use of this widget? And they call their templates a widget-ready?

Or  I was just being stupid or not?

It’s been more than two years, since I started using wordpress, I was known as a wp-template freak by my friends, I changed themes in my other blog from time to time, and I tweak my chosen template a hundred times. Good thanks I finally resolved to my other blog’s appearance now.

But here? It’s like, I am just starting to blog.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Saturday, March 29, 2008

If you don’t like crap please don’t read this……

My Visual Love DNA, the site says this is the new way to unlock heart. I made ten clicks and layers peeled back. A series of statements was thrown unto me and I responded by clicking an image that I think was best shows what I am feeling at the time I took the , well some kind of test.

It was fun and here is the result….

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By manilenya - Last updated: Wednesday, March 26, 2008

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Midlife crisis
Oh dear, so you’ve started to sag? SO WHAT!! dont mope around feeling sorry for yourself go and do something groovy like…erm…Sky diving, or paragliding go make a giant snowman or buy a whole tub of icecream and make lemonade floats. yeah. ‘cos they were cool

I want to toss my laptop when I saw this result of the quiz I took in Facebook.

First I am not starting to sag…not yet and I beg to disagree, I am not feeling I am in mid-life crisis. I admit I am melancholic at times, but still I can’t accept that I’m in that situation. I feel fine right? I feel strangely fine.

Because of this result I need to know about mid-life crisis and here what I stumbled:

As a major evolutionary stage in middle adulthood, the midlife crisis corresponds to a change, a transition, or an existential turning point that is not necessarily pathological and takes place somewhere between the ages of thirty-five and fifty.

Okay I just turned thirty five but most of the time behaving 30, but it doesn’t mean I’m in doubt of myself. I know myself and I know what I want.

That’s why I asked my aunt to join me in belly dancing class. I want to get in that class because I want to dance. I miss the Friday night outs with my sister and some friends when I was in Singapore. We just dance all night and make friends with anybody interested to join our group.

And one more thing, I want to tone down a bit the fat that is starting to form in my tummy. I am considering Yoga class too but don’t you think belly dancing is more exciting?

Please don’t ever think I am sagging, the result above was just a big joke. Heck! I’m in denial and it’s killing me. Am I really getting old?

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By manilenya - Last updated: Monday, March 24, 2008

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Now playing: Kelly Clarkson - Beautiful Disaster
via FoxyTunes

I have to look at my knapsack a jillion of times just to be sure if my face powder is just somewhere there inside. There are 7 pockets inside and I need to trip my hands to each compartment but I totally missed the face powder together with the pouch full of make-up. I believed, I placed the pouch in my bag before I left my room in my employer’s house.

I wasn’t used to owning make-up in my entire 30 years but when I accept that calendar really have to stop counting after 31 and blemishes doesn’t want to dodge my face , I strongly believe I need to use one of those now.

I was so unhappy when I didn’t find it.

But after a while I noted that it’s been days when I worried about “bigger” things in my life. I didn’t dwell on the “idiot” thing or the shoving when the kid was asking for something she thought she really needs.

There