I only got around to transferring the money to him early this morning. Later that morning, he sent the following email to me.
If you didn't already know, my dad is quite the joker.So, it's official! I own the Kelisa. Well, at least 1.24% of it.
Jan 14, 2010
The car is mine.
I love the Kelisa I drive. I think it's the cutest car (after the VW Beetle and Mini Cooper, haha). So when my dad announced months ago that he would be paying the final installment of the car loan, I chirpily said, "I'll pay the last installment! Then the car is mine!"
I only got around to transferring the money to him early this morning. Later that morning, he sent the following email to me.
If you didn't already know, my dad is quite the joker.
So, it's official! I own the Kelisa. Well, at least 1.24% of it.
I only got around to transferring the money to him early this morning. Later that morning, he sent the following email to me.
If you didn't already know, my dad is quite the joker.So, it's official! I own the Kelisa. Well, at least 1.24% of it.
Jan 4, 2010
My Face
My face went on strike last year.
Like a minefield, pimples started erupting one-by-one, non-stop.
Can cry. Really.
I remember praying to God to take them away.
I remember wondering IF it would ever go away.
I remember people asking if I was hitting my second puberty. Haha.
Facial sessions were extra long and extremely excruciating. (alliteration rocks).
I blame it all on work stress.
The harder I work, the more stressed I get, the worse my face becomes. The more pimples I get, the more scars there are, and the more I have to spend on facials with my hard-earned money to make my face better.
So, really. It doesn't seem like a good deal to me.
I took one week off over Christmas and New Year, and look what happened. My face is pimple free and clearing up, glowing even. Which proves that the less I work, the better my face looks.
So, if the solution is as simple as taking a week off, then my solution to pimple-free face is simple:
Don't work = No stress = Good face.
Like that will happen in the near future for me, right?
*sigh*
If only stress had the reverse effect. The more stressed, the brighter the glow. Then I wouldn't mind working more. Haha.
Like a minefield, pimples started erupting one-by-one, non-stop.
Can cry. Really.
I remember praying to God to take them away.
I remember wondering IF it would ever go away.
I remember people asking if I was hitting my second puberty. Haha.
Facial sessions were extra long and extremely excruciating. (alliteration rocks).
I blame it all on work stress.
The harder I work, the more stressed I get, the worse my face becomes. The more pimples I get, the more scars there are, and the more I have to spend on facials with my hard-earned money to make my face better.
So, really. It doesn't seem like a good deal to me.
I took one week off over Christmas and New Year, and look what happened. My face is pimple free and clearing up, glowing even. Which proves that the less I work, the better my face looks.
So, if the solution is as simple as taking a week off, then my solution to pimple-free face is simple:
Don't work = No stress = Good face.
Like that will happen in the near future for me, right?
*sigh*
If only stress had the reverse effect. The more stressed, the brighter the glow. Then I wouldn't mind working more. Haha.
