Tag: damsel in distress

  • A type two

    A type two

    I’ve taken the Enneagram quiz before, and I was a Type 2. That haven’t changed. I was reading up on it in another site and amazingly, it summed up my best and worst points: Generous, Demonstrative, People-Pleasing, and Possessive. When I said it summed up both my best and worst points, I can say for…

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  • Everything is a mistake after another

    Everything is a mistake after another

    I’m starting to feel depressed about this. Temporarily, but depressing nonetheless. Imagine putting a price on two weeks of stress and sacrificing academics with it and really, I try not to think about it, but when I do, I just feel so horrible I want to cry. I really haven’t been thinking much about it.…

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  • Rashes like mushrooms

    Rashes like mushrooms

    Summary of me for the past few days: What a way to end a crazy day. I feel so disappointed in myself. I don’t think I did very well in my Philo and Theo orals, and definitely was B-class during my thesis proposal presentation. I may have tried to dress up and all but in…

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  • Hopes and dreams are shattering apart

    Hopes and dreams are shattering apart

    My brain is going to explode. I don’t think I can live this kind of life. Three weeks of days without much sleep, nights crashing into the sofa, working but never finishing (LIKE THERE IS NO END TO EVERYTHING), living life in one exhaustive cycle. But I can’t just give up and not try to…

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  • I love the cold weather

    I love the cold weather

    Cold weathers make it easier to layer or wear more interesting pieces from my closet: coats and blazers. This week I’ve been bringing a light dull-brown pseudo-coat (it’s not really a trench coat since the sleeves are only 3/4’s). It’s perfect for the Philippine weather because it’s not too warm (not full sleeves) and the…

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  • Lost some “innocence” but not an ounce of clumsiness

    Lost some “innocence” but not an ounce of clumsiness

    Compared to freshman college, I can ride with “green” jokes now, having learned a lot from friends, hahahaha. Not in an offending way, but yeah, for jokes and hirit and stuff like that. Despite this, I am just as clumsy as I was back then. NOT EVEN FOUR YEARS HAVE CURED ME OF THIS. Yesterday…

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  • Seattle’s Best has Moulin Rouge on its playlist

    Seattle’s Best has Moulin Rouge on its playlist

    I’m at Seattle’s Best again. I should be studying for our Flash quiz tomorrow but eh, it’s cold and I’m thinking of too many things. I got hungry earlier (I really should stop eating just “rabbit food” a.k.a salad for lunch) and thought I can do thesis/study here, but in the end all I did…

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  • The destructive touch of Midas

    The destructive touch of Midas

    Everything break-able should be kept at a 5-meter radius away from me. I dropped my camera on the ground and now it’s dented and I’m still wondering if I should have it fixed (if it’s fix-able. I don’t think so though). I’m a walking accident, I tell you, and it’s just so damn unlucky of…

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