homeworks are not great friends with pillows

You know that familiar situation of feeling extremely sleepy in the middle of doing an important assignment (which you have to hand in tomorrow)?

and sometimes you just wanna leave everything and hug your pillow.

and it feels like your whole body and mind and feeling is shouting at you, telling you to JUST go to sleep.

and there you are, left alone with sleepiness and dilemma.

well i just realized that chocolate chip cookies are amazingly helpful on those kind of situations.

Old Diaries.

My 7th and 8th grade diaries :D

(i wrote those scribbles on the first picture a year after i finished that diary.)

so, yes. they're the reallest written prove of how embarrassing i was.

and seventh gradeeeee, when everyone thinks crushes and love lives are what breathing is for, definitely doesn't make a very readable diary. it's just too embarrassing.

so seventh grade was 3 years ago. wow. we used to have sooo many friendship diaries lying around. and we used to LOVE passing notes around and not paying any smallest attention to the teacher in class (that is until the teacher found out a way to stop us which is taking the note and reading it out loud).

those moments are... crazy.

but that's growing up. crazy.

my teacher once said that blogs are a new form of diaries.

and he said that girls used to lock their diaries and hide it under their pillows (i do that actually), and now they put everything on the internet in their blogs.

well he's half wrong.

i mean, diaries are diaries. they're supposed to be doodly. papery. scribbly. real. and do you really think i will PUT EVERY PRIVATE THING up on my blog?

have i ever even put my picture here?

and blogs?

they're fun.

but they're just blogs.

a place to put pictures and thoughts and essays and everydays, but they're blogs. you type. there are fonts. people read it.

so, no. blogs are not a new fancy technological form of diaries. at least in the world of girls they're not.

and for guys, idk. i've never been one.

It's such a grey day today. it's currently raining hard. there is always something magical about gloomy days. and isn't the rain making such a harmonious sound? - (unless you're in a car of course.)

i don't blog that much these days. and even when i do, i'm just making some really dull paragraphs.

i have to admit i'm in the middle of such a barren condition, facing the least of inspiration and creativity.

or plainly, i'm too lazy to do anything creative and worthwhile these last days. i'm all homework and writing this, writing that, sleeping, watching tv, jumping around, getting inspiration and the next day forgetting all about it.

and school is coming near.

i don't usually hate school.

i am even in high spirit for this biology virus test.

but..... well.... i don't know what's killing all my fire and enthusiasm.

i think it's the rain.

seriously. i was quite enthusiastic this morning and after i go on and on about rains and gloomy days, here i am. feeling grey and rainy and gloomy.

well nevermind :D

i still like gloomy days.

at least it's not blazing hot.

this morning was blazing hot.

and it ends up raining.

isn't it amazing how random it is?

i hope i could get my positive mood back. it's really helping me doing all these homeworks. but then, i should never rely on moods.

to end this gloomy post,

here it is,

:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D

a series of gigantic, gleaming, toothy smile.

:)

The Milky Way and Me.

we were discussing about the universe and such on geography class today.

stuff like the big bang theory, galaxies, stars, etc.

to be truthful i'm almost asleep during the class.

but it's startling, really, to realize we're nothing much more than dust compared to the suns, to the stars, to galaxies.

and, wow.

wow.

how could God loves us so much?

isn't it really easy for Him to pretend He forgot we even exist?

come on. most of the time we don't realize about the dust and bacterias and viruses around us right? they're just too small. too minor.

and Jesus even gave His life for these dust-like creatures? when most of the time they don't even appreciate it?

wow.

there's just too much wow going on my head.

and then the whole day i just keep on counting my blessings.

When you are in the final days of your life, what will you want?

Will you hug that college degree in the walnut frame? Will you ask to be carried to the garage so you can sit in your car? Will you find comfort in rereading your financial statement? Of course not. What will matter then will be people. If relationships will matter most then, shouldn't they matter most now?

- Max Lucado

so true :)

I pray because I can't help myself. I pray because I'm helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time- waking and sleeping. It doesn't change God- it changes me.

- C.S. Lewis