Those faraway look in her eyes though.
Really went out my way to try Jollibee’s Kit Kat Mix-Ins whatevs. I love anything Kit Kat and chocolates, in general.
This plant rarely grows flowers but this past few days, all of them started budding flowers one by one. My brain has been dead lately. Inspiration is off. Everything I do seems wrong and I just can’t find a reason to be happy and enthusiastic towards a day. My face also looks dead — devoid of expression, devoid of life, devoid of the fire that used to dance in my eyes. The only thing that keeps me going nowadays is a cup of coffee, maybe two. Something about me is off.
Last night, I fished out the diary I had when I was a senior in high school. It made me laugh at how important silly things to me were back then. I also regret why I didn’t write everyday; it would have been nice to relive more. The last entry was a single thing I wrote in 2011. It was about a day that felt really magical to me. After three years, I’m back. I’m back with a story that was more complicated than what my younger self worried about. It felt good to vent out. The irony, the connections, the similarities and differences was so funny I thought life is giving me a joke.
But like what they say, “This too shall pass.” I hope, like that plant, I’ll grow flowers in my mind once again. Soon.
I don’t know why but I think this is so pretty and feminine.
Gov. Joe Leyson’s Peak.
February 14, 2014.
On a side note: This is the last queued post I have all because I always forget to take snippets of my day (ugh). The coming days won’t be as fun because finals is only a blink away. I am not sure if I can still update regularly but let’s see. What I’m sure about is that this blog is where I’ll be most active. I deactivated my old Facebook account and deleted some posts on my current account because I intend to only use Fb for communication purposes (and Ninja Kingdom). Also, I won’t update everything (i.e. my whereabouts, personal stuffs) in Twitter anymore because I dunno, I feel icky about it? At least here, people — esp people I know in real life — visit in their OWN will thus have no right to comment/react/say anything about whatever I post.