I’ve been neglecting this blog lately because 1) I couldn’t log in for some reason, 2) I’m lazy, and 3) I don’t have anything to write about anyway.
In case anyone’s wondering (I doubt it), I managed to convince my mom to let me stay in Baguio, which I’m really happy about. I think I’m having another round of existential crisis though. It’s not as bad as the one I had before but I just wish I were better at a lot of things.
Like art and writing and speaking and socializing and being a responsible person and stuff. There are times when I just wish I weren’t this much of an introvert.
I don’t know. I just want it to be Christmas already because family gatherings mean food (Guess who gained 5kg in college!). Time flies super fast, whatever it is. People are funny for inventing it just so they have something to torture themselves with. I don’t think it even really exists.
There’s also this one family project I’m super excited about, like, super excited that I prioritize it over my schoolwork. We’re making our second family coffee table book, this time about me and my cousins’ growing up stories. Our childhood was pretty awesome, you see. We are city kids but we existed before the poisonous Internet and we know what diskettes are. Crossing my fingers that nothing unbearably humiliating comes up about meee.
Also, before I forget: I’m kind of trying to better myself at creative writing. Although I think I’m kind of failing miserably, embarrassing myself is something I like doing so… *click*, the URL is making me cringe.