So where was I last year? Ah yes, recuperation in progress. Tryna be a "better" person.
Tried to kick bad habits, bad diet and bad people in my life.
Last year's birthday
The first time I was hospitalized was when a six-pound crying baby came out of my uterus.
The second time was 2 days before my birthday last year.
Right after that, I renewed my fascination for philosophy, did my job a bit more seriously,
some yoga, more maternal duties, new hobbies, and new friends.
The optimistic air was so pungent that it almost made me settle for something that now I repulse.
I'd write more about my crappy life, love and regrets but it would be much better
if I just stop and post some pics of my weekend coz it was fucking awesome!
frozen banana
some talent
chami
now this is what I call lunch!
this li'l guy!
my new toys
my weekend tattoo job
grocery shopping: more fun with a green tinted mind
leche flan for the guy who's trying to lose weight
My girls.
This year's birthday kicked last year's ass, big time.
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