No one can hear you

Have you ever had that feeling when people cannot seem to hear you whatever scream and whisper you give to their ears? That you feel like you do not omit decibels at all and your words are not being heard? That what you do is not significant to them at all? Have you ever felt that others never appreciate the effort you give to something you really love? Did you wish you were invisible? Did you hope that you were not born at all? Have you condemned yourself just because you think your life is not worth living?

Would I be reasonable if I take away my lent life right now? Huh? Tell me, am I worthy to be given a life? Why do I think this way today?

Barely two weeks left

I want to change how my summer is going. I barely have two weeks left to make a difference about it, and I want to fix my wrecked body clock. Two months I've been hopelessly trying to cope up with insomnia, or maybe I was just born to be nocturnal. But no, I thought, I know this is a choice and this is not by chance that I go online until dawn. I'm only making my own excuses and now I'm trying to correct it myself. I have to sleep normally just like the others because I know what I'm doing is really unhealthy for me.

A few books may help me to bore the day and keep my eyes tired easily. These books I bought cheap on Booksale may help and since I wanted to finish all of them before classes would start this semester. I'm not a very good reader anyway, but I'm really serious about this now, just to do something about me being an owl.

I just hope I'm keeping my word this time. Now that I'm off Tumblr, and I have no more excuse to excessively be online, I am given a lot of time spending the rest of the vacation offline. I have to be kind to myself this time.

Feeling lost with happiness

People take different roads seeking fulfillment and happiness. Just because they're not on your road doesn't mean they've gotten lost.

~ H. Jackson Browne

Leaving tumblr, back on blogspot

I've been with Tumblr for more than a year already and it's hard to let go of how they made blogging really easy. I had a lot of fun really, and I made a lot of comrades in the virtual world through just posting whatever I like about my life. People seem to care about me so much that I get notes from my rather personal and senseless posts, of which I really appreciate about.

All things come to an end though. I'm not deactivating my Tumblr accounts, yes I have three, but I'm leaving it just there. I cannot waste all the time I've spent there by deleting my accounts. They serve as a living memory of my everyday life. But maybe I will come back to it, who knows. For now I'll reconcile with Blogspot. I chose to be back here and enjoy the serenity of the place. I miss how I've been an amateur here before, posting whatever I like without critics from anyone else. You blog, no hate. That is one major difference of Blogspot and Tumblr, the presence of haters. Tumblr got a lot of haters already so I'm staying away from it. And it's getting so overrated and it's population seem to grow without notice. The environment here can be very different from Tumblr, but I'll get used to it soon.

Let us move on now. Maybe some will miss me on Tumblr, who gives a fuck about it, but hey, I'm still blogging just with a different site. You can still access me right here.

I'm back on blogspot, baby!