The Starlit Sky

I want to eat…

Vanilla macaroon ice cream. Lucky Me pancit canton. Sunny side up. Brownies. Cookies. Dulce de Leche cake. Black Forest cake. Spaghetti with lots of cheese and hotdogs. Hawaiin pizza. Squid balls. Calamares. Mom’s special caldereta. Lola Facunda’s arroz valenciana. Cadbury milk chocolate. Fried chicken with gravy. Jollibee’s yum burger. Fried rice with dried fish and tomatoes. Potato chips. Siomai. Cheese cake (all kinds of cake and ice cream). Piatos and Nova. French fries. Chicken/pork adobo. Indian mangoes with bagoong. Shrimp. Tuna flakes in oil. Corned beef. Pan de sal with condensed milk. Heart-shaped candies. Mayonnaise. Beef tapa. Bavarian and choco donuts.

I want to drink…

Carrot juice. Iced tea. Choco latte. Red wine. Pine apple juice. Yogurt. Magnolia chocolait. Coke. Milk. Mango shake. Red tea. Sago at gulaman. Cold water. San Mig Light. Yakult. Green tea. Coffee with sugar and cream. Milo with lots of ice. Buko juice. Avocado shake.

I want to wear…

Black bikini. Berry cherry lipstick. Princess-y wedding gown. Summer dress. High-cut boots. Winter coat. Baby doll blouses. Navy blue jeans. White polo. Floral skirt. Wedge sandals. Halter top. Pearl earrings. Tiara. Denim jacket. Knee-length shorts. Colorful flip flops. Eyelash extension. Vanilla scent perfume. Little black dress. High heels and flat shoes.

I want to kiss…

Anakin Skywalker. Brad Pitt. Günter Holzer. Dingdong Dantes. Mr. Arthur Choi of Coffee Prince.

I just want to…

Try belly dancing. Play with dolphins. Travel abroad alone. Ride an elephant. Own a blue volks wagen. Be a big-time blogger. Fall deeply in love. Buy a small house for my mom. Start a mini-grocery business with my brother and sister. Gaze at the stars every night until I grow old. Learn to swim. Learn to dance flamenco. Marry the man I love. Be the best homemaker. Be a mother. Live in a wooden house with glass windows and sliding doors. Go to a quiet beach every weekend. Stop midnight munchings! Blog forever. Daydream and never stop. Grow spiritually. Take up masteral degree in London, UK.  Be myself. Be accepted for who I am. Be happy

It’s been three months since I started this online journal and it’s so disappointing to see that I’ve only written 6 posts. Initially, my plan was to update Vanilla at least once  a week but because of my super unpredictable working schedule, I can only write a post when I don’t have to render overtime at work. Another reason is that I am also taking advantage of my other blog’s page rank. I have to update Sterndal at least twice a week if I want to keep on receiving sponsored posts. Honestly, I am starting to think if blogging for money is worth it. Imagine being paid 1.50 dollars for a 200-word post. Is that worth it? It takes me more than two hours to complete the requirements. But I’m also loving it. Everytime I accomplish an apportunity and it gets approved, it’s like a self-fulfillment on my part. Feels like “I’m so great!” haha! In the following days, expect to read more about this blog because I promise that Iwill update Vanilla more often. Well, I don’t have much visitors but I also plan to work on that as soon as I find the time. Cheers!

To begin with, the owner of this blog is a woman. I know in my first blog, most visitors call me dude, bro, tol, and somebody even called me kuya. They think I am a man but they are badly mistaken. Hihihi. Although my pen name, Sterndal, sounds boyish, I am 100% girl Girl as in lady, lass, gal, woman, binibini, fräulein, misses, etc. Of course I want to correct them and say “hey I’m a miss^^” but then again I’m too lazy to do that. Wahaha! People’s (just online peepz) misconception about my gender doesn’t matter that much to me. Call me crazy but they are merely strangers who happen to drop by my site and most likely they wont visit again so why bother? I’m just lazy to explain blah blah blah. At least in this blog, it is now clear that I am a woman Yehey!

I’m still thinking if I want to register this baby to blogging communities such as Mybloglog and Blogcatalog. I just don’t like the buttons! They ruin my layout…