eunoia;

You got me feeling like a child now Cause everytime I see your bubbly faaaa-eyz lol

For those who are still following me and doesn’t remember who I am anymore, uh, hi? I guess. I used to be someone you guys talk with. Haha, anyway.

I can’t fully commit myself now with my blog, which is very depressing because this used to be my sanctuary and friend. Haven’t done much with this blog, but I have old ones that I haven’t opened for a really long time (way back 2009). Have lots and lots of commitment outside tumblr and more responsibilities are coming now that the year is almost over. What happened? College happened guys, that’s why.

But because I can’t really leave Tumblr no matter what, I promised myself to blog atleast a week or every two weeks or when I have free time (which is something you don’t really care, but this is pretty important to me you know. you don’t understand you doooONT). I already wrote down plans to accomplish for my blog which is really funny to think about when vacation is about to end. As a frustrated writer and a not-so-confident person who wanted to develop her writing skills and be able to publish a story, I decided to post stories from this day on! Moreover, I’m thinking of revamping, restart this blog--I mean really restart, and the list goes on.

This is just an announcement or let’s just say a starting post for a new blog on the way so..

Which is really an achievement because I biked from our house to school (which is, btw, a 30 min travel if i used public vehicles and is a 2 public vehicle ride from home). I remember getting my knees so tired and sore, which is rather unusual because I’m sporty like that (ha!). My theory is maybe because of the short pants I’m wearing that goes just above my knee and is really tight, or it’s the bike that I used which is my best friend’s bike. Or I’m just getting fat and lacks exercise and work out.

I guess I would go with the latter.

Anyway.

What bothered me most was the people I passed by, mostly boys, who are shouting and calling my attention when they see me. Saying “hi, miss! Pasakay!”. I mean, how rude can they be? The last thing I needed was a distraction because I needed to focus on the road and not get hit by a passing vehicle. And please, it’s not really appealing to see men do that to ladies. It’s......disgusting. I mean, who likes that? I am so angry. I don’t care how you would interpret it, but it really angers me. Can’t they show a little respect?

Anywaaaaay.

This is the first song from the album that became my favorite (eventually, every song from ‘X’ became my favorite). And this is just so beautiful, okay? Ed, oh Ed. How can you be this beautiful. I am internally screaming. 

I am calm.

I am cALM