January 2012
26 posts
I have this terrible tendency of jumping between extremities. I often feel like there are winds tearing me in opposites as the world urges me to make decisions, decisions, decisions.
“The life-span of all matters of negativity will never outlive our love. What is...”
“People say, “I’m going to sleep now”, as if it were nothing. But it’s really a...”
– George Carlin. (via ruineshumaines)
I’ve realized that minimizing time spent on facebook maximizes the levels of happiness and contentment in my life. This is an important revelation that I hope I keep in mind as I move through this next year.
Again, I am too many places at once.
“If you want to do something big in your life, you must remember that shyness is...”
– Arfa Karim, Microsoft computer programming prodigy, at 10 years old. (via chaiivee)
on love and everything else
Love love love love love love love. And that’s all, really.
The New Year
The New Year always makes me feel this way: inspired, uninspired, excited, and scared. Time always passes too quickly, especially in the beginning and at the very end while all the months in between melt together. I’ve given up on resolutions, but it’s never too late for fresh starts.
December 2011
13 posts
I’ve taken quite a break, but I’ll be back soon.
I often find that who I am and who I want to be, who I wish I were are glaringly different things. And yet I always find myself lost somewhere between the two, absolutely certain they’re the same.
I really can’t wait to develop all the pictures from this trip. I’ve got my fingers crossed that they turned out okay. Three more days…I can barely believe it.
My brain is so fried and I haven’t even taken my last final yet.
Four hours left to finish my paper, study for my 8am final. Fuck me.
Today I stopped and I thought “Oh, how incredibly lucky I am”
to live the life that I live to love the ones that I love and to even afford to have moments of clarity in discontent.
I’ve done absolutely nothing productive in the last hour and a half. It’s time to sleep. I’m tired of this broken record shit.
Yong is boarding his flight now and will set foot in Manila in roughly 16 hours. I’ll be at his heels in just 6 days! I feel strange.
A hundred trees fell down in my old neighborhood as the wind ripped through the tunnels in my new one. I was not carried up (although today I wish I had been). I have been lost in blankets of complacency for too long. Today I realized that I’ve been floating for the last two years. It’s strange, stretching your feet to the grounds and finding nothing but cotton pieces. It’s...
November 2011
37 posts
“Now to “Reverse Racism.” It’s crucial to maintain the distinction between the...”
– Daily Kos: Why there’s no such thing as “Reverse Racism” (via loveyourchaos)
yes, yes, yes!
“How strange it is to be anything at all”
“You are part of the world—air, water, every living thing is connected to...”
