Now listening : Friendly Fires - Pull Me Back To Earth
First day of the semester and I spent one class attempting to make friends and to a certain extent, I succeeded. By the third class, my newfound friends had deserted - for the lack of a better word - me (I even saved them seats jfasdjkfasd) and I spent the next two hours feverishly penning down calculus notes though my mind was off in another place wondering why the freakity frick I couldn't find anyone to hang out with, not even for lunch. Disregarding Aaron who's in a different course altogether and no, I can't be dogging along him all the time for the next three years.
Sigh.
It didn't help that I actually choked up a little in class and kept on muttering "Get used to it, it doesn't matter. YOU ARE FINE" and ended up releasing all that tension when I came back home. With Jen away and my dearth of course friends, I don't know what I would've done if it wasn't for him.
Uni life aside [Here's my very polite "screw you" by not mentioning anything else], I don't really have anything much going on except SWEDISH HOUSE MAFIA'S SWAN SONG TOUR AND I'M NOT GOING UGH. I'd realized that I really do need to save money ):
Super annoyed.
Anyhoo, class starts in six hours and I should really sleep now. Goooonaight
"If I can keep this up long enough, goodbye occasional anti-depressants!"
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Monday, January 7, 2013
Yearly Retrospective.
Mayfield
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2012 was a year of love, essentially. Both the cutthroat hurt that plunged my life into a hole I thought I would never be able to crawl out of, and the kind that's just made of giddy effervescence and giggling madly having hand-squeezing competitions till it aches (but it's okay because we're kids, together.)
What? I never thought I would end up having to write that in a "[Insert year] in review" post too. Don't give me that look.
In retrospect, I'm glad that God put two people in my life - one to help me learn the value of words and feelings, taking something and someone for granted and how love stemmed from infatuation and almost instantaneously [words coming into play, again] spawns into something so terribly hurtful; and the other, who is my "now and hopefully, forever" to channel everything that I've learned in a positive direction.
Oh dear mother of bacon, that sounded so weird. Paraphrasing it would probably just turn this whole post into an ordeal cheesier than pecorino, which I hear is delish by the way.
Of course, I'm not going to forget that love comes in all forms. My family has remained steadfast and strong despite all the arguments and fall-outs. To boot, my parents will be celebrating their 30th wedding anniversary this year and I can't be any happier for them. They've grown so much with each other and in spirituality. They went through hell when my brother died and of course, I know that it still lingers in their mind but by God's grace, they came out of it and I can only pray that they will never have to experience something that devastating again. The amount of love, patience and strength I see radiating in and from them not only turns me envious [Admittedly, haha], but encouraged to try and foster all those traits.
I can only hope that I'd find happiness like that in 50 years to come.
There will never be anyone who loves you like how much I do; this much I can promise you.
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2012 was a year of love, essentially. Both the cutthroat hurt that plunged my life into a hole I thought I would never be able to crawl out of, and the kind that's just made of giddy effervescence and giggling madly having hand-squeezing competitions till it aches (but it's okay because we're kids, together.)
What? I never thought I would end up having to write that in a "[Insert year] in review" post too. Don't give me that look.
In retrospect, I'm glad that God put two people in my life - one to help me learn the value of words and feelings, taking something and someone for granted and how love stemmed from infatuation and almost instantaneously [words coming into play, again] spawns into something so terribly hurtful; and the other, who is my "now and hopefully, forever" to channel everything that I've learned in a positive direction.
Oh dear mother of bacon, that sounded so weird. Paraphrasing it would probably just turn this whole post into an ordeal cheesier than pecorino, which I hear is delish by the way.
Of course, I'm not going to forget that love comes in all forms. My family has remained steadfast and strong despite all the arguments and fall-outs. To boot, my parents will be celebrating their 30th wedding anniversary this year and I can't be any happier for them. They've grown so much with each other and in spirituality. They went through hell when my brother died and of course, I know that it still lingers in their mind but by God's grace, they came out of it and I can only pray that they will never have to experience something that devastating again. The amount of love, patience and strength I see radiating in and from them not only turns me envious [Admittedly, haha], but encouraged to try and foster all those traits.
I can only hope that I'd find happiness like that in 50 years to come.
Friday, January 4, 2013
Thursday, January 3, 2013
25th.
Now listening : Coldplay - Sparks
"Why do you listen to such depressing songs?"
Because I pay attention to lyrics instead of the flow, the emotion in his voice; flitting from aching to wishful to wistful and poignantly happy.
I didn't do anything different for Christmas this year. Aside from the usual going to my brother's cemetery and going for my aunt's Painfully Boring Family Gathering at her place. Pigged out on nuts since my grandaunt from Australia sent us a crapload of them. MMHMM DEM PISTACHIOS.
That was basically it. Why do I lead such a boring life?
"Why do you listen to such depressing songs?"
Because I pay attention to lyrics instead of the flow, the emotion in his voice; flitting from aching to wishful to wistful and poignantly happy.
I didn't do anything different for Christmas this year. Aside from the usual going to my brother's cemetery and going for my aunt's Painfully Boring Family Gathering at her place. Pigged out on nuts since my grandaunt from Australia sent us a crapload of them. MMHMM DEM PISTACHIOS.
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| Oh hello, cookie. |
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| Shari's dog, whose name is slipping my mind now ._. |
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| FUBAR FROOT BAR |
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| Played with fireworks that resemble sperms. No really, what is up with me and spermatic movement? .__. |
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| Addition to our household! 2 of Tamara's angels. Cleo and Theo. |
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| Experimented a ton on lippies trying to find the perfect shade of red. SUCCESS |
That was basically it. Why do I lead such a boring life?
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