lost & insecure

Hello Panda.

 Having bad dreams, stuck in this mix emotions.I know I can do better.
This is disappointing, but it only motivates me more to push myself and get over the mess of things I’ve made. It’s not the end, and I’m definitely not giving up.
Channeling in the frustration and anger and turning it into determination and action.
I kinda have feelings for ya, but I'm not sure it is real or was it just an illusion?
Trying hard to forget, so please just get off from my mind.

Good Night. 

keep calm & have a cupcake

 

Ain't that pictures lookin so cute huh? cupcakes always makes me happy when I'm feeling moody or when that bloody week comes attack you.Delayed this post since last week,I'm just glad today is Friday, College has been really hectic it seems that I can't even have the time to rest. There's so much things going on with my life and most of it are just terrible things, it's only the 2nd month of the year and I'm stuck in this pain misery place what a living. I've learned that life is full of changes. Some changes are good, while others are categorized as mildly traumatizing.

Not a hero.

I hope I have placed myself at the lowest level of everything that could lead to self-destruction due to selfishness, hatred, egoism, to be moderately wise woman and to be silent at the certain point. I set my self to that. And that, I hold to my principle and know these are the respect I have to start with myself too before apply to others. Isn’t hard at all to be humble.After a long hectic weeks i been through. To be away and wasn’t able to write anything, I am harassing my brain with thousand of unspoken words I could even barely sleep at night there's so many things running in my mind thinking. Trying to focus on something else, i have a box full of self arguments. This is one from the list, on how spiteful i have been to myself, my close friends and family. I've been filling up most of my time with figure out the meaning of Life and disregard the values of their existence. The feeling of i-am-not-done-torturing-myself to the max is still there. Speedy meals, less talk and more sorry. Life ain’t easy to live. Sums up those wrinkles and grey hair, they’re equally friendly and the tortured one, who else? ME.

breakaway

Hey lovelies, my 1st week of 2nd sem is pack with kitchen & service classes which is very death tiring Monday till Wednesday is like a roller coaster I don't even have time for myself Oh my this will last for 6 months I'm not sure where I can stand but with a little prayer that should work. So skip the misery part, January wasn't really a good starter for me well most of it personal matters, and coming back here will not solve the problem,the last day before boarding was the most heartbreaking moment for me I just can't stand it but I have to fight this feelings & walk away it's just too hard for me to give out the details. All I can do is focusing this 2nd sem that's it no more holding on to whatever in my mind. I'm out now, Happy February.