Week 2 of horrible sleeping schedules

I thought I had finally achieved a “healthy” sleeping schedule when I would wake up every morning at 9 all by myself, but little did I know that my old habits would soon catch up with me. I started sleeping more at 2 am and this resulted in me waking up half way throughout the…

Week 1 of trekking around

Here’s to another long overdue post! Frankly, I have just been too lazy to compile all of my photos and pick and choose the ones to post here for another blog post but I will do it, for you guys! (Honestly, I don’t even know how many people actually read my blog T_T) So, instead…

Never out of bitterness

I told myself it was time to let go. To let go of the uncertainty, the expectations that were never going to happen, and the self-doubt. There might be many different ways of looking at this, but I’m making sure I’m making it clear which way this should be looked at. I didn’t do it…

What I’m worried about

So during exam season I read somewhere (probably thought catalog) that if you were to write down all of your worries/troubles before an exam, it will make you feel a whole lot better. BS. Writing down your worries just makes you worry more because now you actually have a set of tangible worries written down…

I didn’t want to, but I guess we should.

First off, the timing could not be any more horrible. Being stuck in the middle of exam season with still more than half of my finals to go, specifically 80%, is nothing short of a perfect timing, right?

Ovadia & Sons Fall/Winter Collection 2013

Okay world, prepare for this. This is my first fashion post on this blog. One thing you should know about me, I’m a huge fan of fashion and an avid reader/blogger of fashion finds that I think are just incredible pieces. I guess you could say I have a keen eye for fashion, sometimes if…

Clouded mind

It was a damp afternoon, you’ve told me before these two simple words “never again”, but you didn’t keep your promise. The water droplets splattered upon the ground, upon my shirt. Your eyes looked longingly into mine, you looked down. Ashamed, egregious, disappointed? I looked up, felt the shock from the top of my head down…

Are you a reason, a season, or a lifetime?

So today, I was chatting up with a close friend about some pretty personal stuff and she mentions this “Reason, season, lifetime” poem that I should probably read. As I was reading this, some people came to my mind, but it was actually very difficult to think of specific people for each category. What worried…

The First.

I’ve started many blogs before but always had a purpose for each. Then I just end up not finishing those or not updating because they’re always so specific to one thing. This is just going to be my personal blog, filled with joy (cough), sorrow, whatever artsy-fartsy shenanigans I throw onto the interweb. This is…