Almost a week here, and I've never felt happier after several months now. This was what I've been wanting all along -- Variety, and Manila has heaps of it. Skyscrapers, traffic on the street, in the mall, sale everywhere, nice tops and accessories, good looking guys, nice skin, a lot of beautiful women, not that I fancy them. Don't get me wrong. It's nice to look at women and get some inspiration on how to dress and to do their make up.
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| Waiting for my sister in the mall. |
You can't really get enough of people. Gradually, I have come to realize that people-watching is getting more and more addictive. And oh, especially when I get to see handsome guys again and again. Shameful to admit, but every time I see one, my gay lingo comes pouring into my head. And I'm trying to stay compose while my inner spirit is jumping and shouting. But well of course, I cannot contain myself a hundred percent. I might give off a smirk, or end up having to bite my lips to stop a grin. But my shining, shimmering, splendid eyes are just ridiculously hard to conceal, so I had no remedy but look down.
And food is almost everywhere. Food from different countries: Jamaica, India, Indonesia, Poland, Mexico, France. The list goes on. And not to mention, Dairy Queen. Oh how I love thee! There are a number of branches near where I live and it's just lovely. Every time I see it, I'm always, always tempted to get myself some dose of sugar. But I had to think twice. I have a diabetic lineage from my father, so that explains the resistance.
Today, I haven't walked so much in my entire life, not until I decided to stay in the mall for a day. And I am exhausted. I didn't purchase anything but I ended up drinking 3 beverages and skipped lunch.
I'm in for a good start.
Tomorrow? Salcedo market, where you could get food from different countries all in one place!
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