ADIDAS Runner Sleek

And this is what I've got. :> I've been talking about the worth Php3000 Adidas Street Gear that I was gonna avail with the Php2000 minimum purchase that I had with my very first credit card. This part of the Adidas Runner Sleek Series. And the one I got is a running silhouette during the early 1980s which is a female/feminine reinterpretation. The shoe is part of the Valentine's Day series and features. Now, I don't wonder why there is this cute little heart pinned in the shoe. :)

CC as in Credit Card

I now have my very first credit card. I was very hesitant at first to get one because I am such a very impulsive buyer! I was also advised by a friend that a credit card will only cause you loads of burden, FINANCIALLY. That is, if you are limitless in buying things you want electronically.
Now let's talk about the credit card that I've got. I am so excited because the credit card company has this promo that if a cardholder will have its first purchase of worth Php2000, there is gonna be a worth Php3000 free of any Adidas street gear. How lucky can I get!
I let my aunt use my card who is having her monthly grocery. The grocery amounted to Php3316, and I now got my above-minimum purchase with no hassle and no problem on how to pay a Php2000 by next month.
Tomorrow, I am gonna avail that FREE worth Php3000 Adidas street gear. Wish me luck!

18th birthday

I have never had the chance to celebrate it. In fact, we are three children in the family, all girls, and I was the only one who never had the chance to blow those 18 candles in a styrofoam-made staircase with a blue-dressed plastic Barbie at the top. But I never envied anyone who had the chance and money to celebrate it. I don't know but maybe I grew with the belief that being 18 isn't the "it" age and the "adult proper" age and all that jazz. I grew with the belief that it is just a number. Every birthday is worth celebrating and we can have lavish and bonggacious parties even if we're 50!
To sum it all up, we didn't have the money to have a "welcome me to the adult world" celebration. Period. Hahaha.
The day I became 18, my mother and my father had, I think, a huge fight which caused silence in our home. Nobody remembered my birthday, except me. How sad.

Now, I am 22. Going on 23. I'm still thinking at what age will I be blowing those 18 candles in a styrofoam-made staircase with a blue-dressed plastic Barbie at the top. You get it, I'll be celebrating my 18th birthday. Not when I become 23. Maybe when I become 30 or 40. ;)