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AJ
| Main blog: | The Bitch Goddess | | Birthday: | July 25th | | Gender: | Female | | Occupation: | Artistic / Creative | | Education: | Bachelors degree, School of life | | Religion: | Spiritual but not religious | | Service Attendance: | Weekly | | Race/lineage: | Asian | | Location: | Philippines, Davao City |
| Email: | biatch25@gmail.com | | MSN: | kickass_aj@hotmail.com | | Yahoo: | thebiatchgoddess | | AOL: | thebiatchgoddess | | ICQ: | 331087689 |
| Relationship Status: | Single - Involved | | Sexual Preference: | Straight/Heterosexual | | Astrological Sign: | Leo (July 23 - Aug 22) | | Existing as: | Vampyre | | Smoking: | Trying to quit | | Liquor: | Social drinker. One or two | | Exercise: | Regularly | | Interests: | literature, lounge music |
I've Moved!
It's been a while, I know.
If I have any loyal readers left, I'd like to tell you I've moved to here.
Drop me a message, make your presence felt.
Thanks.
Hiatus
Hello there.
I hope you didn't miss me that much. I know, I have been quite negligent with this blog for months now, although there were times when I was itching to write, but couldn't, or wouldn't. Being the OC that I am, I am annoyed with the whole interface of my blog engine and even though I've been wanting to switch to wordpress and have my own thebitchgoddess.com domain, it is unfortunately unavailable. That will have to wait. But I think I'm making excuses for my silence.
I've been lazy, perhaps. Lack of writing material has not been a problem, in fact my life has been...
An Unlikely Bride
Truth be told, I hate weddings. Not because I'm bitter nor jaded, but because I find it to be a mere theatrical production staged by two sweating people up front. I've never been to a comfortable wedding; it was always too hot and stuffy. I find it ridiculous, really, at why the entourage has to look exactly the same when the same dress does not necessarily flatter different body types, at why couples impose a strictly formal attire when you can expect some people to come in on their cocktail dresses and short-sleeved barongs, sans for the upperclass, who know too well to actually...
The Swan
The funniest and weirdest thing happened today. But let me tell you some background first. Warning: Lengthy.
Way back in college, I had this guy classmate whom nobody would want to talk to, nor be seen with for the sole reason that he smells. He hardly showered nor brushed his teeth because he always thought it was okay--they had centralized housing, after all, and he could always have his teeth "fixed" if needed.
He was also quite a character. He was always seen walking around the campus garden, practicing martial arts on his own, sweating like a pig and smelling like one during...
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