Have you had a blog since you were 12? And have you felt like you've written silly things? If yes and yes, then we sure feel the same.
My blog was there when the night was too quiet and I had something to say. A blinking text cursor was always ready to be thrown emotions, whether on ordinary days or when I had the biggest heartache. We're that tight. ;)
So I decided to revisit my now deceased and embarrassing blogs and skim through the silliest and most childish pieces of prose ever written in the history of the blogosphere, because hey, even if it's already 3 AM, the night is young and I need a good laugh.
Well, I think though, a lot of things remain the same. Most of my sentiments when I was younger echo to the present. I've never really been so sure about my thoughts until heard my younger self say it back to me again. It seems like things never really change, eh? You just grow to a more updated, and hopefully better version of yourself.
And lastly, it's funny how things start falling into place. Before, I only wrote about it. Some things in our lives are there for no apparent purpose--until you get back, read your diary and realize they were preparations for better things ahead.
We have plans but He has bigger, grander schemes.
Written February 19, 2008
I'd definitely choose the commotion of the city. There is something about hearing people around you talk, seeing lights flash here and there, or hearing beeps of mobile phones every once in a while, having so much people around that you need to squeeze yourself in, in order to pass. Being surrounded by laughs, tolling bells, and lots of lights was just perfect. The noise, knowing that there are thousands of stories happening in the midst, makes the world around me feel even more alive.
Tokyo. I've never been to Tokyo in real life, and neither have I in my dreams. It is one city I dream of going to just because it is depicted to be ever-so dynamic and alive. Bright city lights at night really appeal to me. I’m an urban person, I want a fast-paced life, and that is most probably why Tokyo is the city for me. The picture above resembles Times Square a lot, except that that one’s more Asian, and that’s why I like it better.
Written February 10, 2009
11. I worry a lot, I make to-do lists which never end. I'm a work-aholic, when there's nothing to do, I still find something I'm supposed do. I don't believe in idle time and I find it hard to sit down, relax and chill.
17. I admire people who are good in three things: keeping secrets, living one day at a time... and Math!
Written April 15, 2009
I've been fascinated with the Japanese culture since forever, and it's so nice to get a chance to learn a bit about their language this summer. It's quite hard you see. I tried memorizing the Katakana characters last night (and crammed it also today). It's good that I sort of prepared because we had a recitation test on the 2nd day of classes. Eek. After two days in Hapon 10 class, today I got my Japanese name! It goes something like ﾘﾝ デイﾝ ﾏビゲイル. HAI! :)
Written May 7, 2009
I don't know why the rain makes me happy, perhaps I've associated it with a happy instance once upon a time. The rain slows down everything. Do you notice how slowly people move on days like today? Rain makes us take things a little lightly. Rain gives us a chance to stay in traffic and sleep. Rain gives us an excuse to stay together in umbrellas.
