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I know I’ve been talking about change for 2 posts straight already. Add this one, and that makes 3. I was actually supposed to post another, and then post this one. I realized how redundant I was being at that point though.
This post itself was just supposed to be some sort of summary of everything I’d changed in myself the past couple of years – like a sort of wrap up of the two other posts – but now that thought has sort of morphed into something else.… (read more)
At home, for the longest time I’ve been known as the one that always slept in. The one who got out of bed in the middle of the day. The one who exchanged breakfast for an extra hour or two of sleep.
In fact, nowadays, I’m actually the first one up on weekends.… (read more)
Liz‘s post the other day made me realize that I don’t know. Why do I blog? It’s something I’ve never really thought about.
I know I love blogging. I just don’t know why I love it so much.
You could say that this hobby of mine originated from several of my earlier ones.… (read more)
I hope I’m not alone here in saying that I feel weird giving compliments. Even when I feel like I want to, I hesitate. I don’t know why I have such a hard time doing this. I just do.
I love receiving compliments. Everyone does. Just one compliment is possibly enough to double my self-esteem.… (read more)
If you would put me under a stereotype, I would be one of those shy, awkward Asian nerds (which, over here, would just be a normal nerd). I have nerd friends (though they are awesome) I dream of making a career out of just sitting in front of the computer and typing away all day.… (read more)
Relationships have a huge effect on us. What else would explain how we always long for our parents’ affection? How we constantly seek our peers’ approval? How we secretly fear a life of loneliness? It’s crazy how much we obsess about what other people think about us or how much attention we get, even if it makes no sense for it to matter that much.… (read more)
A while back, I’d been browsing SkeletonsMB when I saw this one discussion about superpowers. “What superpower do you want?”- it doesn’t seem like too hard of a question to answer, but I couldn’t seem to pick anything. In my head, they all had consequences.
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For the longest time, I thought this was the superpower I wanted, but, honestly, I don’t think I’d be able to take it, self-esteem-wise.… (read more)
I don’t know how many times I’ve said this in the last few posts, but I’ve been reading a lot lately. It’s insane. I’ve also mentioned once or twice that I’m not good at writing endings. Apparently, I’m no good reading them either.
Every time I finish a book, my stomach starts feeling weird because I’m just that annoyed.… (read more)