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Second Damn Day

Today is the second day for my diet. My dad brought home fast food. I think he is purposely tempting me to drool for yummy yet unhealthy foods. Yesterday he brought home roast chicken from a restaurant. Damn.

Anyway. So there went my diet. Although I punished myself with extra workout which still made me feel like it wasn’t enough. But it got me tiiireeed. Dead on the coach. I am sitting wait no, I am currently lying on our comfortable home-y couch which is super soft and comfortable when you’re this tired. I am glued. But I am forced to stand because my baby brother is yelling for me to carry him down. Outrageous .

And so I’m back. I know it will tire you to find my part two blog post.
Anyway where was I? Oh yes the couch. I will marry this couch. Oh Have I mentioned? My mom told me I’ll grow old staying single. Ouch. Possible.
If I don’t lose this flabs. Work out!!! See ya

PS: My instax came and I love it!! But the package was incomplete. Consumer right to redress!

See ya,
Nerr D



I see all I’ve posted are rants.
Well here’s some good news.
I desperately wanted to buy an instax! And so I was planning and inquiring and all, when I saw an ad that was way cheaper! I’m so happy! Great deals!’

Oh god I told you I was obsessed

Anyway so I guess I’ll be posting pictures now

Anti Social

I’m obsessed. This business has taken me over. I don’t blame it though, it is my own doing. I chose to be this way. But now I can’t change the way I am, because I’m addicted. What the hell do I do?

I am losing my life. My friends my social life. I want to attend social events but I get so tired easily and when I talk, all I think about is sleep and how I miss my bed so much, and how I just want to hug my baby brother.

I want it. I want it too believe me. I’m not all anti social. It’s just that I don’t know how to deal with it. How I can sart a conversation and worse, keep it alive. I’m just not me anymore. I’m not thr happy talkative girl that just hates awkward silence. I live awkward silence. I’m the awkward silence.

And I hate it. But I just can’t do anything to fix it.
It’s done.

I’m so confused.

Prom Night of Disaster

Hey everyone,
Let me tell you about my prom night, every girls’ dream, fantasy blah blah blah while me, I suffered of the thought of having to wear fitted sparkly gowns and heels that would made me walk like drunk. But of course it was a one time moment that I would never would have agree to let pass.

It happened on March. Yes, prom was held on February. Supposedly held. As usual, my school changed the date. Though no they didn’t always had their prom on March, only our batch. It’s like some sort of punishment as I see it. As you can see, my batch was the wildest most insane and would never stop talking I swear. Even the losers had a mouth with no zip. So they punish us..

But…. it was actually a good idea to move it on that date. That way we wouldn’t have insanely choose prom over our exams. I knew no one could focus for their exams because of prom. To think that we are an all girls school. And well, you know girls, they looove parties. I hated it. Not really. Hm.

Anyway, let me skip the painful parts of trying to find myself a nice thing to wear. It was really hard finding something. Because of my budget and not to mention my big tummy. It was all too hard for me. It took me about two days. Eventually, I ended up with the first dress I’ve fitted… on my first day of hunting one. So much time wasted!

My dress was simple. I was right about the sparkly thing. My dress was filled with sequins. Literally just sequins. Guess I had another disco ball costume. It was short though and not a gown. Worst of all, it was backless. And in that moment that I have handed my money to the cash register, I knew I was gonna die on my prom night. Gonna die of shame.

I thought of buying head turning shoes and accessories to drive away the attention of my fellow batch mates to my far from flawless back. Reality: black wedge with black beads. Floral Earrings. No necklace. It sucked. But it was okay. I aim for simplicity… Right? I also bought a concealer for my back. Which I can’t wait to tell you but, I’ve never even used it and I left it on the hotel bathroom of a pissed off mom of a friend of my friend. How unlucky.

Okay so the prom day itself! I went to my friends house. I was staying there to have myself dolled up. My friend said it worked for big time celebrities. And I was so excited!!!! Guess what happened? Utter failure. I asked them to keep my hair down. I think they were bothered with my boring suggestion, so they didn’t squeeze in any creative juices for my hair. Or my makeup. The makeup I had was exactly the same as my pal. What a waste. And I ha no compliments when I was done. Partly because my mom wasn’t there. Mostly because, as I told you, there were no creativity. I was so mad. But of course, a good friend I was, I hid it. But ofcourse I learned a lesson. Never trust a title. And I am no celebrity. They couldn’t transform me. Their makeup wasn’t pretty. The face of the celebrity was pretty.

One of the other embarrassing moments that happened while we had our makeup was when they asked my friend if she had a date. And she said yes and kept bragging how “hot” he was. I knew mine was “hotter” though. So then they asked me if I had a date. And I said no. Then they all had “poor girl” written on their eyes. And how I wanted so much wanted to explain to them that I did have a date. But he couldn’t go. Because of my friend. No space. I gave in. Only to know that there was an extra seat on our table. I was mad. Reaaaallly mad. But I managed to stop it. I was just disappointed that my friend didn’t even bother to tell me the other person couldn’t come. I guess she didn’t think I really had a date. Who would anyway? I looked more of the waitress during our prom.

Anyway, part two to be posted tomorrow. Stay tuned. It gets better.

Geek Alert: Fashionerd


Not all nerds wear jumpers, crocs, high socks etc. Some dreams to wear those trendy kinds too. Like the nerdy me, Nerr D. No but really, seriously speaking, I am pretty sure that some nerds would love to be “in” on what’s in. You know what I’m saying? It’s just that they can’t because they feel they’ll be laugh at. They’ll be a play toy to those bullies. That their extra effort would just bam go straight to the trash. I hate bullies. That’s why my last outfist post is pink. Anti-bullies -nism thingo.

Take a look at these hot outfits to beat the scorching hot sun.

Corsets!! They look so pretty. Prettier if paired with this pink boyfriend jeans. Prettier-er with these orange wedges. Duh. Ofcourse. Who would forget my signature look? Nerdy glasses! To not be extra glam, I decided to pair these with nerdy glasses instead of sunnies. Weh? Feeling fashionista foreva. Polyvore lang naman ang peg. Lol. Haha.


these screams OH MY GHAD I GOTTA HAVE THOSE on it. Well for me. The high wasted look itself is just sooo unnerdy! Made better by those tie-dye effects. Super nice! Summer na summer! The studs made it look chic! I suddenly had the urge to make some of these. You guys want? I’d share to you all soon!


Last but not the least, ANTI BULLYING -NISM

Perfect for the beach! Maxi skirts are “in” too plus these Neon green high heels. My signature nerdy glasses in Neon! So chic. Black top to make you look more fit and to balance the too colorful theme. I guess this isn’t really pink PINK. But still, YES TO ANTI BULLYING!! NO TO BULLIES/BULLYS!! (nerdy don’t know how to spell)


this post is so not Nerr D. Hmm. Maybe Tren D. hacked my blog. Like if you get the not-so-funny joke of mine! Hahaha!

signing off, Tren D. & Nerr D.