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lolshtus:

You’re A Hazard, Harry

lolshtus:

You’re A Hazard, Harry

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I should not cry inside a library

I probably should not be writing about this, but I feel like I need to.

I am in the school’s main library, and the guy that I’m seeing is in the office, working overtime. We’re talking on Facebook chat about something that is best discussed in person. But it’s too late, the momentum’s already there, the topic’s already opened, and emotions are already high. It seems like the only option is to continue with the conversation.

I am on the verge of tears, but I shouldn’t let these damned eyes betray me, because I’m in this huge hall filled with students who will sure make guesses why the girl in a white Artwork shirt, UP shorts, and navy blue flip flops is crying. I’m grateful that the universe put me in a public place this moment that I’m close to tears.

I think I wanted to write this because, again, I am reminded of how social media is closely affecting our lives. The effects are glaring. It is odd to be using chat for a discussion that should be done face to face, but it happens. These times are really different. I’m not sure what my stand is, because I think a handwritten letter once in a while is extremely sweet, but we cannot deny the ease that technology is providing us today.

Oh, I did not end up crying inside a library.

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  • nevver:

It will not be enough.

This scares me.

    nevver:

    It will not be enough.

    This scares me.

    (Source: twitter.com)

    (Source: makemestfu, via langleav)

    Maayong buntag!

    I think I’m starting to become a morning person. Ever since I started rowing and going to school (I’m back!), I’ve gotten used to waking up early.

    Today, I woke up around 6 am (albeit a little hung over haha), and went out to get breakfast. I love mornings, especially my Krus Na Ligas mornings. I love how the carinderias are serving breakfast food - hotdog, longganisa, eggs, sopas, palabok, etc. I love the kakanin sold near the church, I love the colors. I love the smell of freshly baked bread, the way it sort off draws you near. My feet brought me to the bakery near the barangay hall, actually, and I bought pandesal and cheese spread.

    Another bit I love about my KNL mornings are the little children I meet on the street. Some are still in their pajamas, a little sleepy, holding a parent’s hand as they buy things from stores. Most are school kids, so neat in their uniforms, with their hair still wet and baby powder on their faces and necks. The little girls are in pigtails or have cute headbands or hair clips on, while the little boys are neatly combed, a la Jose Rizal. So adorable.

    I am fascinated (this is off-topic, but well, that’s why my Tumblr is named Chronic Digression) by how the body works to get what it needs. I drank quite a bit yesterday, and I know alcohol dehydrates the body, and I am just amazed by how water was the first thing I wanted when I woke up today.

    What what. Haha good morning!

    nevver:

“Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.”
― Mary Shelley,  Frankenstein     (cover, Maciej Ratajski)

    nevver:

    “Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.”
    ― Mary Shelley, Frankenstein   (cover, Maciej Ratajski)

    Sarung Banggi

    Magbuhat nang ikaw ay aking inibig, ako ay natutong gumawa ng awit

    Pati ang puso kong dati'y matahimik, ngayo’y dumadalas ang tibok sa aking dibdib

    Was trying to stifle the stupid grin plastered on my face on the bus ride home from Guadalupe, but epically failing, while listening to this wonderful, wonderful song on loop. WHATTAWEEKEND! :)

    (Source: Spotify)

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