猫 Superstar

I’m walking on sunshine. It feels good. Scary too. Oh Yeaaaaaah!!!!!!

Itinerary for Wednesday (To-day)

Gas Station (Where do I get the gas money?)

OP Monastery (I miss my love)

Home (Pick-up Imouto chan)

Westside Pavilion (Me little sister’s music class)

Home (Drop off my precious)

LATTC (Time to learn some random Anatomical & Physiological Whatnots)

Library: MSMC? (Pick-up Link+ books)

Busy Day (I think so too)

Energizer: Elizabeth + Volt =)

I’ve heard people say that the mid to late 20s is the best marrying age. I’m 23. I’ve been legally able to marry for the last 5 years. But I don’t want to get married. Not in my mind yet. But hey, if I’m gonna get married, here’s my very simple list of requirements.

PRESUMED: You’re a Homo sapien male.

1. MUST be CATHOLIC. If you’re not Catholic, there’s no way we can get married. Really.

2. NOT just any Catholic for that matter. You MUST be a Traditionalist ROMAN CATHOLIC.

3. MUST let me be a HOUSEWIFE. Well, this is redundant since I already specified in numbers 1 & 2, but it doesn’t hurt to be specific.

4. MUST be a good provider for the family (no, it doesn’t mean wealthy. It means you can properly provide for the BASIC needs of our family.).

5. I don’t give a flying fudge on how you look. Just be able to fulfill the numbers 1 to 4 and we’re good.

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Yeah, I’m serious about that. God willing, I’ll get married and have a family. If not, hello Carthusians–which is an equally wonderful option.!