-
What’s the deal?
—
in LiveI was chatting with my friend Dan, and while in a conversation, he asked, “maybe everything is a big deal for you?” Which made me pause for a while, because of course, it made me think about why he’d say that. And then given how I’ve been lately, I decided it wasn’t a surprise he
-
Does not thinking about things ever really work?
—
in LiveOr do they just make things worse? I either: not think at all or: think too much. I’m starting to think I might be unpredictable, because I can’t even guess what I’m going to do next.
-
A college farewell
—
in LiveIt was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, It was the spring of hope, it
-
Do you want to go on adventures with me?
—
in LiveI’m going to be on a break with nothing to do in April and May. Somebody go on adventures with me! We can go to a beach. I’ve never gone to Bohol. Or let’s just go somewhere that isn’t in Manila. Can we just go on trips, please? (And I thought it would be easier
-
Soldier On
—
in LiveI don’t really have nine lives but every time something in my life goes wrong, I want to push a Restart button, live a wholly different life. Sometimes I wonder, if at another breaking point, I will make a chance to leave everything behind. I did it once, but had to go back. I’m still
-
You Ask Why Sometimes I Say Stop, Marge Piercy
—
in ReadYou ask why sometimes I say stopwhy sometimes I cry nowhile I shake with pleasure.What do I fear, you ask,why don’t I always want to comeand come again to that moltendeep sea center where the nervesfuse open and the brainand body shine with a black wordless lightfluorescent and heaving like plankton. If you turn over
-
never too old for a make-up sleepover
—
in Liveso my highschool friends and I waited until AFTER COLLEGE (or at least until the point where we’re graduating) before doing a whole girly sleepover. Complete with nail-painting AND make-up. WHATUP. it’s the first time we did this, haha, I am amazed!
-
—
in LiveI wanted to be held very tight so I could not break. Even now, when people lean down to touch me, or hug me, or put a hand on my shoulder, I hold my breath. I turn my face. I want to cry. Wasted : A Memoir of Anorexia and BulimiaMarya Hornbacher
-
What makes a day worth living?
—
in LiveI haven’t been that productive in school today. Aside from taking my long test in Western Art History, all I did was sleep, eat, chat with friends, with very minimal studying in between. I thought I’d wasted a day, but I started to realize that today was one of those days when I feel like