Monday 24 February 2014

Not yet on a precipice, but please


So, everyday, I try to get by because I experience this numbing in me, that has resulted from tiredness and stress. Ha! Because there are so many things that I need to do, er, I learned to just get through the days by just floating along them.

Here's a sample:
virtual sticky note
And all the things I need to do are not yet written there! I mean, there's other stuff, like I'm supposed to wake my roommate up at 7:30 PM (and I remembered it at 8:00 PM, shoot), stop myself from falling in love (ew), shoo my bully friends off my skin, create playlists, read novels, etc. But, seriously, that's not yet everything that I need to do. Those are just the computer-related activities I need to do. I am very very thankful for the existence of laptops in my generation because I can't imagine my academic life without this little baby o'mine. I'm also thankful for the existence of planners. Though almost all devices can be used as planners or to-do guides already, actual planners are way more convenient, well, at least for me.



Er, I don't know why I''m posting this super random post, but I think I need some form of catharsis and it may be online, since everyone around me needs to release stress, too. I mean, I can't imagine what'd happen if all the people in my university would breathe out the stress they cage in, all at once. Haha! All I can think of is that there'd be some sort of black smoke that would fill our little campus, and everyone will suffocate from the stress air.

I should've pressed myself to create playlists for these gloomy busy days, so that I can relate onto something musical right now. I mean the mere thought that I am listening to a song that expresses much of my thought actually helps me. Makes me feel I'm not alone. Though with just looking at the people around me and the bags under their eyes, well I'll already know I'm super not alone.

Here's my song for tonight (The Precipice by The Classic Crime):

Thursday 20 February 2014

Early Morning

I woke up and realized I needed to attend to some things. I needed to do things that I am supposed to do. So much requires my time. I have actually committed myself to a lot of engagements. I am being challenged to be someone every now and then. And I am being challenged to be a different-I-am every then and now. I have a wardrobe of masks and costumes that I wear for every circumstance. And sometimes, it just gets tiring. It just gets tiring that the person inside me wants to speak up and stand up and say how I really feel. Of course, that someone is less humane, that's why it's being repressed. And then, I realize that I don't wear masks anymore. I become more and more the person I am showing I am, and then it gets easier along the way, but my feelings don't get better. And, I know that I need more words to get these off my chestsjnlnc jkbaiodnasdkn nvbjfndn


PS,
Don't mind my early morning rants