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A List full of Dreams <3
Because my new Vintage Journal is the most pleasing one I’ve ever had in the last 15 years of my life, I’ve decided to trust my off-the-wall feelings with it. I even spilled my Bucket List on it. I originally made that list on my Private Blog here on Tumblr. But I wrote it on my Journ anyway, for the reason that I didn’t have anything to write on it.
My Bucket List contains the simple things I want my life to excursion. It would be my life guide for the next 3 years of my life. I am crossing my fingers to the success of this bucket list and my hopes are high that when this year ends, at least one of them would be ticked-off.
THE AVENGERS DOODLE ftw \m/
I ended up doodling the Avengers when I was lost in my reverie, in my world wherein I am the hero. Well, not the only hero. But I am part of this force, of this league, that will avenge the Earth from those bad peculiar villains who tries to destroy it.
“There was an idea to bring together a group of remarkable people, so when we needed them, they could fight the battles that we never could…” -Nick Fury
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Anonymous asked : Express yourself. Let it out. Don't let it linger upon you. Have faith. Pain ends |
thank you. Its just that i needed to write/post that in an entry to release the balled-up anger in me. And, my anger ate me up. Thank you anon. | |
I SAY THAT A LOT. AND I JUST WANT TO SCREAM THAT SENTENCE WITH ALL VOICE MY LARYNX HAVE AND WITH THE HIGHEST PITCH I CAN. MY LIFE SUCKS AT THIS VERY MOMENT.
**I KNOW, ONE DAY, OR EVEN TOMORROW, OR AN HOUR LATER, I WOULD TAKE BACK EVERYTHING I SAID. BUT FOR NOW, I DO NOT CARE, FOR THIS IS WHAT I AM FEELING. SCREW EVERYONE IN THIS HOUSE.
a semi-productive day:
HI HOW DID YOUR DAY WENT?
(Source: fallinginyourlove)
Art Attack 101: Pencil Case made of katsa <3
I know, its kinda childish but doing it releases all the stress I’ve balled-up inside me. And I admit it, going back to those childhood past times is my stress reliever and its one of the things I love doing. And a bonus is that, my sisters and I did’t even have to spend a peso for this. (FYI, we used our precious nail polish, yes, not poster paints, to decorate our cases.) Say HI to DUMBLE :D
lady bug nail art <3
Hi guys! Sorry for the evening face :) time check: 10pm. At last I’ve taken a bath! A while ago, I’ve decided not to take a shower, but then my sister told me I stink. :)) Good Evening!
Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.
"(Source: -sorry)
I am in the midst of complete confusion.
I am letting the rope choke me, yet I am still holding unto it. I tried to loosen my grip, but the rope tightened. Now that I want to let go, I do not know how to start. I do not know how to tell the rope to free me, for it would only tighten its grip on me. What should I do? Considering that the rope has long been my companion?
leilennyb
Fully Supplied :——)
At last, after 3528140695 years, we’d bought our school necessities. And because of that, I feel like going to school already. =)) *They bring the school vibe, you know.* I chose to buy less though for the reason that I do not want my backpack to weight a ton. *Although I have a hunch it would* Anw, I am still looking forward for my sneakers. My mom didn’t bought us sneakers because our Aunt from the great US promised us that she’d include those on her Balikbayan Box. ^u^