I’m typing this in the dorm room I now share with my sister. Yes, I finally live within walking distance to school again. XD I like having my own room at home and all, but Makati is just too damn far and aside from thesis, I’m going to be busy with extracurriculars this school year. I haven’t realized how convenient it is to be dorming until just recently. Now I wish I had done this last school year. o_o
So it’s the night before the first day of the last year of my formal education, and it feels strange to be standing on the edge of adulthood. I can’t believe that a year from now, I may not have enough time to waste way in front of my PC playing Ragnarok Online. My mind will be occupied with serious money matters instead of how I’m going to avenge myself from the asshole player killers on the server. I can’t believe I’m not a kid anymore. I can’t believe that after this year, I have to seriously start making something of myself and my life.
Sometimes I think that children should be left to fend for themselves instead of being coddled and protected at home. For twenty years now I’ve always had breakfast on the table every morning, a nice roof on my head, and free shopping money every now and then. A year from now, I’m going to have to make my own breakfast, pay for the roof over my head, and save up money for new clothes. I don’t think I’m as sheltered as my conyo counterparts, but while dorm life is a life of semi-independence, it’s still not the same as being on my own. My mom still buys the food and pays for the rent. If my childhood was spent growing up in the wild, at least I wouldn’t be feeling scared shitless about leaving my comfort zone and joining the jungle that is the real world.
Then again, all of that won’t happen until ten months from now. Guess I’d better enjoy and savor my last year of school as much as I can. This is something I will never have again.
My obsession with Littlest Pet Shop toys began when 
To the amusement of the salespeople, I practically skipped towards the cash register with my Siamese kitty toy in tow, but I didn’t care. It’s cute and it’s mine. And its head bobbles when I poke it.
Although I plan on slowly collecting the animal figurines, my ultimate goal is to buy the Littlest Pet Shop Playground playset. I see it in toy stores everywhere and it looks like it’d look great ontop of my bookshelf. But the clincher was when I went to my 10-year old cousin’s house and tried out the playset (no, I didn’t go to her house for that purpose :p). Not only was it a lot bigger and cuter than what was depicted in the box; the thing actually has magnets, making it look as though the little animal figurines are moving around the place on their own! I must’ve looked rather silly to my younger cousins, a “grown-up” like me playing with toy animals like a little kid. I didn’t find it weird that I was playing with my cousin’s toys, until I realized that I felt slightly triumphant upon noticing that my younger cousin did not have the Siamese kitty and the twin pandas among her collection of bobbling little animals.
Collecting Pinky dolls might be less weird than playing with and collecting Littlest Pet Shop toys since I have friends my age who have Pinkys galore. Pinkys are 4-inch plastic dolls dressed in cute, trendy outfits. The awesome thing about them is that they have interchangable parts, allowing you to switch clothes, accessories, and hair to create a whole new doll. Although I’ve heard my friends talk about their dolls, I didn’t really appreciate them until I got to play with them at a party I went to tonight. THEY ARE SO FREAKING CUTE! I spent a good hour just switching clothes and accessories around while giggling and squealing about how cute they are. But unlike Littlest Pet Shop toys, I can’t just waltz into the nearest toy store and buy them. Pinkys are available locally for around 500 esos, but if I get them online at 