Thursday, January 30, 2014

A Call To Arms

In my last post, I outlined a certain disenchantment with blogging as of late. I thought it was natural; part of a cycle that most bloggers have to go through.

But is it probable that there was no more to it?


In the past weeks, I've thought about what I value in others and in myself. Funny? Intelligent? Trustworthy? Nope, I think it's good.

I've met few people in my lengthy 18 years those that constantly place others before themselves, that believe in the power of a smile. You know, people that work towards making of this world a better place to live in. (Gosh I'm afraid I'm cheezier than a Pizza Hut commercial.) Most of us just look at our own belly buttons all day long and sigh about our troubles. (Example close at hand: "I just can't find anything to blog about!")

Anyways, there is something about TED talks that is not only inspiring but also epiphany-inducing. I saw the one above and it left me thinking, and thinking led to blogging.

I love taking pretty pictures and communicating my feelings here; but I don't feel this is enough.

I don't want my life to be about pretty images and fun moments. I don't want my life to be a collection of diverting amusements and so for the days to pass.

I want to actually do something. To contribute to the greater good, putting my penny of energy into the world's collective so that it rotates at least a bit more in the positive sense afterwards.

I'm sick of the illy frilly blogging. I'm done with it. (I understand now, too, that that is the blogging of blog views and blog readers. I do NOT spend hours on this shimmagadig for something as nonchalant as that.)

It's not like I'm this oh-so-deep personage who doesn't care about colors and fashion and pretty things. I just don't think that this is what my life is centered around. And my blog shouldn't either.


Edited to add: I just read this entry again and I'm feeling a little bit disgusted about myself. Reaaaally cheezy.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

I'm Afraid My Blog Is Getting Boring

I don't know what the matter with me is. I can't seem to pull any good content. I could blame it on my lack of photographic utensils, but perhaps it's not that.

I really want to get back onto the blogging wheel.

For now, I leave you with my favorites as of now from my tumblr ( ). I get a strange amount of pleasure out of how exquisite my tumblr is. Everything's perfectly balanced and to my taste.

I wish my relationship with the blog could be the same.

What do you do when you're on a blogging rut? Perhaps my beautiful readers could help me out.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

The Youth Paradox

I don't know about my fellow humanids, but as what respects to me, I find age stressing. To think of myself as eighteen, with time fleeing from my bones and (eventually) greying my hairs. I have always stressed about the eventuality of being old and the possible confinement that age can become. I want to be able to do everything, forever.

Time seemed to me unfair. It seemed unfair that I can be young now, and not forever.

Which is stupid.

Because youth is the fairest thing in the world.

Think about it; absolutely EVERYBODY gets the opportunity of being young. Everybody. With the exception of cases that do not contribute to my argument, it lasts around the same amount of time for everyone.

Then why should it be unfair?

It is up to me to learn how to "suck the marrow" out of these years.

The internet is chock-full-to-the-fucking-annoying-brim of lists of how to yolo the shit out of your youth.  I don't care much about these lists.

I just want to thank blogging for helping me document every step of the way.

(And I solemnly believe in how overrated youth is. Maybe it's better to be wise like Siddhartha than nimble like Sonic the Hedgehog. Less suffering to it, more good unto the world)

Monday, January 20, 2014


My New Year's Eve is a drunken blurr of whose bits I remember being messy. Me: shrilling, jumping, dancing, beating to the drum of later-would-be embarrasing actions. All of this is okay every once in a while, but I realized that me being too drunk to discern at least a tad was becoming a too regular affair, so I was going to change. And now I'm going to drink just enough to have fun! Not until I can't remember any of what happened last night.

A few years ago, (or rather, just a year ago) I made the same decision about discotheques or "clubs", depending on your geographic location. I realized that in my catalogue, fun is not doing standing-up lap dances to complete strangers who see you as no more than a piece of meat. Fun for me was sitting down with my intimate friends to get wasted and do random crap. I especially loved to wander through city streets, watching the more daring of the lot somersault and peeing in hidden corners. I myself was daring every once in a while.

Right now, I know that nothing is absolute. I just know that I love to have fun and that there is no recipe for this. Although if there is, maybe fermentation has something to do with it. Dunno. Goodbye.

PS. I'm drunk right now.

Friday, January 17, 2014


In 2013 I learned to hate money. What with the stress of not knowing whether I would have cash available for a certain event, and with the ominous knowledge about how I need to save for a trip in July, I was tired of it.

Therefore, I have concocted a three-step guide in order not to lose cash and be able, finally, to save:

  1. Do not spend money on petty food, particularly on coffee. It's very expensive, particularly if you "indulge" several times a week.
  2. Ride my bike to school more often; that way, I won't have to pay for the ever-more expensive bus ticket.
  3. STOP RIDING CABS ALONE. This is a sheerly lazy habit of mine, in which I'm too lazy to organize myself to share cabs. Of course, there are exceptions where I simply don't have anyone to ride with. Which is normally not the case.
Okay, end of the most boring blog post ever.

Thursday, January 16, 2014


I'll be back soon, pinky promise.

Meanwhile, I'm back from camp and too stuck in the shitpie of nostalgia.


PS. I lost my iPhone and now I really regret all those times when I said that I wanted to lose it.

Friday, January 10, 2014

I'm Alive

At summer camp. Yee long live nerdy love yay.

Lots of updates when I get back. I really miss blogging.

Friday, January 3, 2014

My One Resolution

All pictures in this post from Tumblr

I gave up on New Year's Resolutions. More accurately, I gave up on planning, scheming, lists, and structures. 

So, I have no New Year's Resolutions. 

Hurrah for me.

Although I might have one tiny exception:


I used to be your average yogini a few years ago and then gave it up in the interest of jogging and cardio. But that's about to change!!

This year is going to be the year of finding well-being through this marvelous millenary practice. I just really wanted to do a fun post to celebrate (and push myself) my "new" endeavour.

My sole mission is to be pro enough to be able to do a fun photoshoot when I go to Europe in July.


PROJECT 365!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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