Hello.

I'm not updating this regularly because times have changed. I am no longer the girl who used to blog everything, not caring about anything. (I do keep those blog post for entertainment.) I do care right. And I care too much. Actually I'm really bothered. Remembering how I used to just do whatever I like, coding, making templates, designing. But now? Just can't bring myself to do it. I'm trying though. Still looking for my medium.

I have been thinking about school life a lot. I do miss it. Not the lessons but the time I spent with my friends. The only thing we have to worry about is studies. Unlike how we have to worry about our future and what are we going to do with so much yet so little time.

I remember the hard times when tears threaten to fall any time someone spoke a word to me. Those were really horrible times when I allowed others to see the weaker side of me. I appear to be strong to others, most would say. But there is always a breaking point.

I also remember the happy times that I will laugh non-stop at those ridiculous doings. Thinking of them now will bring me to tears. Happy ones.

Now I know what they meant when you want to grow up when you were young, and how you wish to stay as a child when you finally grew up.

#humandilemmas

xoxo

Hello.

I'm not updating this regularly because times have changed. I am no longer the girl who used to blog everything, not caring about anything. (I do keep those blog post for entertainment.) I do care right. And I care too much. Actually I'm really bothered. Remembering how I used to just do whatever I like, coding, making templates, designing. But now? Just can't bring myself to do it. I'm trying though. Still looking for my medium.

I have been thinking about school life a lot. I do miss it. Not the lessons but the time I spent with my friends. The only thing we have to worry about is studies. Unlike how we have to worry about our future and what are we going to do with so much yet so little time.

I remember the hard times when tears threaten to fall any time someone spoke a word to me. Those were really horrible times when I allowed others to see the weaker side of me. I appear to be strong to others, most would say. But there is always a breaking point.

I also remember the happy times that I will laugh non-stop at those ridiculous doings. Thinking of them now will bring me to tears. Happy ones.

Now I know what they meant when you want to grow up when you were young, and how you wish to stay as a child when you finally grew up.

#humandilemmas

xoxo