I just don't get it...
I just told the truth to somebody whom I thought it was necessary to do and I thought she would take it nicely, considering the fact that I knew her well enough to have made that judgement. However, it didn’t turned out quite that way. I ended up hurting her feelings and my sister blamed me for her suffering. However, after all this, I still don’t feel any bit of guilt after doing so....
I have walked countless hours along a path which I am well aware of its nonexistence, yet in doing so it makes me feel real. I try to reason with my own conscience, debating on whether I should keep going further, disregarding any consequences that it might bring up later in life. I have no one to rely on, I simply follow my guts and feed my thoughts consistently with things I cannot control...
I find this frustrating...
Why whenever I want to write on my blog I never seem to get my thoughts straight? There are so many things going on inside my head that I would really like to write them all down here if I could but I simply can’t. There’s always this fear that I will write may seem boring, offensive to others or perhaps lack common sense. These things always apparently discourage me from being able...
A person who never makes mistakes never tried anything new.– Albert Einstein
It turned out that the alarm had been triggered...
While writing the exam, I was suddenly startled by the overwhelmingly loud sound of the fire alarm being triggered. Then, a voice appeared:
Voice: May I have your attention please, the fire alarm has been triggered, please remain calm while we locate its source. There is no actual fire, so there is nothing to worry about. I repeat, please remain calm.
How could I remain calm when the female voice kept repeating herself over the speaker for God knows when and with the alarm still sounding? I had no other choice but to try my best to finish my exam with all this going on.
I slammed the door right behind me and immediately ran to the park four blocks away, furious; I just had a disagreement with my mom of whether I should go to the supermarket to buy supplies or not. It was cool outside, with a slight, gentle breeze that relieved me from stress. I stood right in front of the park entrance, thinking about the fight with my mom. I felt so embarrassed about myself, and...
General rant about my life
I’m tired of my life. I live in a nice, cozy home, I have a grandmother who cooks for me, I have two awesome parents who love me, I have pretty much the stuff I’ve always wanted, I have friends who (at least) like me, I have a job, considering the fact that I’m still a university student. Yet, after all this, I still feel this way. I tried reasoning by taking a more logical...
Because a thousand winds can’t put off my burning heart, I’d like to...
Today, a part of me just died.
For starters, it’s good to be back, it’s been a while since I wrote my last post.. but seriously, I still can’t fathom what I went through in the past three hours, it was literally a nightmare. I did, perhaps, the HARDEST accounting exam in the history of my lifetime so far. Every question that was asked somehow did not fit my expectations of what our prof initially explained...
Final Exams in a matter of days...
Finals are looming over the horizon, and my mind, senses the stress building up every second I become aware of this impending doom… It feels more like a thousand hammers pouncing over your head simultaneously…followed by the expected neural crackdowns..ugh! I hate whenever this happens! Torture engulfs my entire self, and my body, tries to pry away from its gnarling claws. The only...
Dream big, achieve little by little, step by step, every single day.– Robert Kiyosaki
I’m typing this as I listen to my prof’s lecture on social cognitive psychology… ugh…being in class when the sun’s tempting rays flash mightily through the windows of the lecture room; makes me envy those who walk pass by, some wearing their sunglasses and seemingly enjoying the weather. Still I’m here, trying to focus on the lecture; it isn’t boring...
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Of all the shooting stars I once knew, I never fell for anyone else but you.– From a very forgotten friend who moved on with her life…
I can't believe this...
This afternoon; something disastrous occurred: I dropped my old, crappy camera. Not sure why I’m not sad about it. Perhaps my subconscious deeply has this evil desire of causing my unintentional and unfortunate action. Suddenly, I become aware of such reality: I really want a new camera T-T!
I need money!
[from the kitchen, I accidentally overhear my sister in the living room asking my grandma for money]
Me: What do you need the money for?
(from the living room)she: I need it to pay for the club entrance.
Me: oh really? you have money why don't you use your own instead?
she: Well then why don't you just lend me 10 bucks?
Me: I don't have any, so don't bother asking me. and you're too old to be acting this way, eventually you-
(cuts me off)she: Shut up will you?
[She asks her anyways and my grandma hands her the 10 dollars]
I was obviously angry at her afterwards. If I could just turn into a b**** and slap her face, I would enjoy every single drop of it (yes, my consciousness is that evil sometimes). But since I thrive to promote family values, I remove this thought from my head immediately. Eventually I cooled down.
Today I wished for many things, as I usually do most of the time. But not all of my wishes are always of the pleasant nature. I want to rant about almost everything in life that seemingly relates to any past events that have shaped the current world in which I live in. Particularly about one person, whose fate has destined my presence together in which I must coexist, and if there is a day in...
I wish I could see
When I see you, I can no longer tell time, When I see you, I only wish I could meet your eyes, subtle, of divine nature, Of which solely I can admire from the very distant holes of the past.
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I Still Miss You
Time passes and remains unchanged, Leaves fall, and flowers spread, Deceived by the desolated nature, Nothing but a sweet scent has been left. I miss those moments we used to share together, the times we used to smile forever, Watching together the innocent sky, counting each star, each wish would never die. The pain inside my lonely heart still holds, awaiting there I kept my word as I...
Each one of us has a life to live. Though God has given us chances every time we...