Lately: Hello, hello

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So in the past weeks of lurking behind the shadows that is the Tumblr dashboard, I have noticed that a huge number of blogs I’m following are moving to Wordpress or Blogspot and it kinda sorta makes me cringe a little bit, not for them, but for me. I dunno, I guess it kinda makes me sad that people are moving to different platforms now and are leaving Tumblr, because, what ever happened to “we’ll be together always and forever”? Well, that’s that. To be honest I’ve also thought about moving to another platform (so much for loyalty, huh?) but then I think, “mmm, better not.” Because as much as I’d love to become “legit” I couldn’t afford leaving and starting anew because wow that would cause me so much trouble, and I’m afraid once I get there I’d probably leave it there hanging, and I wouldn’t want that. Also, I really need to stop it with the Pitch Perfect references already, good lawd.

ONE First quarter exams. Don’t even ask. Okay, fine, it was a mess. Even I know I could do better than that. This quarter wasn’t exactly one of the best, but it wasn’t the worst either. I just really think I could do so much better, so that’s just what I’m going to do.

TWO Took the UPCAT exam last August, and I don’t remember how it was, but I do remember feeling the jitters before it happened and then after all of it all I could do was be like, “I’m screwed. Eh.”

THREE UEPAA Games last August 20-22! In my four years at this university I think it was the best ever. Probably because I had two events and I actually had fun playing, compared to the past three years. I played basketball, but lost because we payed too much attention to the rules. I played volleyball, too, but I wasn’t supposed to in the first place. I was just supposed to be in the list, not play. I got in because we didn’t have any more players to go against the other team. Everything paid off in the end. We won!

FOUR I turned fifteen last August 26. It was the bomb just because Sarah Rafferty and Meghan Markle aka Donna Paulsen and Rachel Zane from Suits each noticed me twice on Twitter. (Sarah greeted me a ‘happy bday’, it was AWESOME.) We’re like bffs now, ain’t no big a deal. We also celebrated Buwan Ng Wika on the same day, so that makes it twice as fun. No classes, duh? See also: my friends are the best!

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Happy Birthday, Reaptides

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The 19th of June might or might not be as important to you as it is to me. Some might think of it as nothing special; that it’s just another day to cross out from their calendars. I picture students coming home from a long, long day of endless talk about x and y which do not make any sense at all. I see an myriad of homework waiting to be touched, but will get left behind because there are far more sensible things to take care of (and by sensible things, I mean nothing. None. Nada.) I see myself being a part of this crowd. And I am. Except for one minor, teeny-weeny-not-big-of-a-deal kind of detail.

I have a blog. And today, June 19th, marks this blog’s first birthday.

For more than two years (maybe even three; I’m not so sure) I have been a part of what I consider as the Best platform ever—the magnificence that is Tumblr. From a random post-whatever-I-want blog turned fandom turned vintage turned personal blog (you name it!), I’ve learned a lot. I found out about things I never knew would even be possible. I met people. I became more inspired. And I grew more as a person. God, that sounds too cliche (and cheesy, oh man), but whatever. Tumblr brought out the best in me. Even though most of the time I’m still the same sentimental freak, I’ve learned to consider looking at the bright side. That in every cloud lies a silver lining. That I am enough. And, honestly, I would have been an entirely different person as of this very moment. I couldn’t even imagine.

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Cheers To The Freaking Weekend

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These days, mostly, consist of two things and two things only: trying to be productive but failing miserably.

Aside from being a complete zombie and sleeping in throughout the whole day, I’ve been writing in this notebook. Most of what’s inside are sad, sad things, for when I feel like a complete and utter mess that I just can’t help but write. I write down all the negativity in it, only to completely forget ever even feeling that way. We are too often slaves to our feelings, so I try my hardest not to let them control me. Although I must say that the feelings still come, mostly when I least expect them to. Like sunsets, the feelings are too fleeting, and like sunsets, they come back too soon. By now I probably should be used to it. But I’m not, and I probably never will. Also, what am I thinking? Sunsets are beautiful; I shouldn’t compare them to things such as my fucked-up feelings.

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So much for that, I also tried a DIY trick I learned online: dubbing paint onto my notebook to make it look galaxy-ish, lol. It’s safe to say that the outcome wasn’t too bad for my first time. I don’t think it looks so much like the galaxy (hence the term ‘galaxy-ish’), but I like it nonetheless.

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Lately: In Photos

Life has been nothing but light leaks, sunsets, Suits, Sendrick, parties, friends, and trying out new things. It’s been amazing.

Lately: In Photos

Life has been nothing but light leaks, sunsets, Suits, Sendrick, parties, friends, and trying out new things. It’s been amazing.

Dear Diary: This Too Shall Pass

I know most of us teenagers have that one day wherein we feel lost, we feel so little, we feel nothing. Empty. I hope you do, and I hope it’s not just me. Today was one of those days. The thing is, I’ve never really heard someone appreciate what I do in real life. Most of the time I feel so small, and I feel like nothing I ever do will compare to anything.  I’m not one to casually parade all my feelings online. If there’s one thing I learned from blogging, it’s that I should be mindful of the things I say. But today is an exception. Today I shall vent my feelings out. I am only human, anyway. I don’t have enough patience.

Dear Diary: This Too Shall Pass

I know most of us teenagers have that one day wherein we feel lost, we feel so little, we feel nothing. Empty. I hope you do, and I hope it’s not just me. Today was one of those days. The thing is, I’ve never really heard someone appreciate what I do in real life. Most of the time I feel so small, and I feel like nothing I ever do will compare to anything.  I’m not one to casually parade all my feelings online. If there’s one thing I learned from blogging, it’s that I should be mindful of the things I say. But today is an exception. Today I shall vent my feelings out. I am only human, anyway. I don’t have enough patience.

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