HELLO FROM MY BED

Again, I must call myself out for being a horrible blogger. I'm so sorry. I have no excuse for not posting anything, so I'd rather not talk about it.

I changed my blog address and title yaaayyy. I don't know why I did it, I just felt like I needed the change.

The humdrum summer of an almost fourteen year-old with internet access is pretty much the only topic I have. Deal with it. Hahaha.

I watched and re-watched loads of movies all month. It is becoming an unhealthy obsession. Literally unhealthy. I've been sleeping at 8AM and waking up at 3PM. Yeah, you can tell that I got sick. I'm still sick. Here we go again with my tiny nose issues. Anyway, I've watched 16534716257 movies and these are a few:

Roman Holiday (1953)

Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961)

Manhattan (1979)

Chances Are (1989)

Lost in Translation (2003)

Becoming Jane (2007)

Beginners (2010)

Somewhere (2010)

Submarine (2010)

The Help (2011)

Midnight in Paris (2011)

My Week With Marilyn (2011)

Celeste and Jesse Forever (2012)

Ruby Sparks (2012)

If you haven't watched some of these, YOU SHOULD.

The one remotely exciting thing that happened all summer was a three-day trip to the beach last week. It was refreshing to get away from the internet for a while. I'm kidding. But, it was still a great weekend, even without Tumblr and YouTube. The weather was really good and the sea was welcoming, except for a few jellyfish who didn't want me there. They could've asked nicely instead of stinging the hell out of my left hand. 

Other than that, I've been living in my bed with the internet as a substitute for social interactions. Let's pretend my laptop can provide me with the adequate amount of love and comfort that people can get from each other. To be honest, I'm having trouble with this whole functioning-human-being thing.

I am now aware that it is 6AM on the 1st of May. It's officially my birthday month. I'm turning fourteen in twenty-one days. That is depressing.

NEW POST + NEW PLAYLIST HURRAH

I am a bad blogger. It's been 89 days since I've last posted. I am a very bad blogger. I am ashamed. I haven't had any time to post anything because of emotional distress, procrastination, stupid-mistakes-that-seemed-like-a-good-idea-at-the-time and "schoolwork." Yeah, I am one busy muffin.

I'm not sure why a muffin would be busy so let's just pretend that there's some truth to my metaphor. Haha.

Yesterday, I woke up at 7am and I had pretty much nothing to do. I decided to "get fit" and go jogging. The jogging thing was supposed to be for 30 minutes. And to be clear, I'm not doing this to get thin or anything, I'm doing this because I'm one of the most physically unfit people in the whole world. Honestly, I get dizzy by climbing five steps up the stairs. So yeah. Embarrasing to say I lay on the ground, looking like I've been down a waterfall, after five minutes of running, but, that's what happened. I'm never doing it again oh my God.

MOVING ON

Here's a motivational illustration by Marc Johns:

Funny how this photo never fails to make me feel okay. I hope this may be of help.

I've decided to include a playlist because yolo. jk, I'm not into any of that yolo shit. But, seriously, I'm putting up a playlist just so I can make this post longer than usual and make you think that this would suffice for my famine of updates haha.

So, here's my playlist which contains weirdly romantic songs. yay.

You and I - Ingrid Michaelson
Woah Oh Oh Oh - The Ascetic Junkies
Only Love - Ben Howard
I Will Wait - Mumford and Sons
Ho Hey - The Lumineers
Us - Regina Spektor
Wonderin - Nicole Reynolds
Prettiest Friend - Jason Mraz
Miss You - Ed Sheeran

DO NOT BLAME ME FOR MY CORNY LOVE SONGS OKAY.

12.18.12

Photos by Lissi Tan-Palanca. I hope she doesn't mind that I stole them. Nyahaha.

I'm posting this because Sammy requested me to update my blog.

Today was the last day of school for the year 2012. I can't say it wasn't fun. Although it turned sorta ridiculous at times, like for example, when nuns suddenly danced with parols. My God. That was hilarious. Today was also the last day of exams. We had our test in Algebra yesterday. I'm going to fail, I just know it. I am not being pessimistic at all. Actually, I'm quite the opposite. I've been optimistic since last week. So that's cool.

I am feeling mildly dejected. It's probably because I won't be seeing another human for three weeks. Family members aren't considered human. They suck out your soul. Anyway, I really hate last days. They make me feel so melancholy and I would have trouble sleeping for a week. I get really overwhelmed about how I could miss a group of people so much. It's only been a few hours into Christmas vacation and I just want to go back to school. What can I say? Annoying people grow on me.

So over the course of the next few weeks, I will be updating about boring events and realizations that I will be having during the break. Let's all thank God that I just bought Emma by Jane Austen so I'll probably be posting about that soon.

7 days til Christmas
3 days til The End of the World

WOW

A lot has happened to me in the span of time between my last post and today. I don't really want to expand on that because it would be weird and inappropriate to be sharing this on the internet, but, to reassure you of my welfare, I am okay. I promise. I'm not as great as what I would've wanted to be, but, I'm enough. Ha-ha. It's getting sorta weird in my house, though. It almost feels as if everyone is in a conspiracy to keep something from me. I HAVE TO KNOW WHATEVER THE HELL IT IS.

My room is being renovated. It's now painted white and they're installing more closets and shelves. My white walls will not be so white in a few months time because I shall be painting them in a weird hipster-ish manner. My room will be cool, I'm telling you! I'll take pictures when it's completely done.

Oh right. I meant to tell you guys the last time except I kept on forgetting. I used to have a tumblr account, but, I got way too addicted. I mean, for a person who can never be torn away from her laptop, this time, I knew I was addicted. So, I stopped for a year and a half, I think? Something like that. Now, I am back and I am most definitely NOT going to be obsessed again. I swear. Here is a link. Also, you guys need to read my tumblr's further page because the way I introduce myself there is hilarious and decidedly truthful. What can I say?

So yeah. I hope I get cool Christmas presents and I hope next year would be hella better than this year. Be okay, peeps.

I AM WEIRD

This is my attempt at being vain. I am a failure to all of vanity's big believers. I'm sorry.

I am in my room, trying to keep real quiet because I am currently hiding from my family and the visitors. They all think I'm asleep so I'm doing my best to encourage their belief. Anyway, the past few days have been overwhelming. I'm not really used to feeling so happy. The lovelife progress made this week was more than I expected. I hope she's not reading this, otherwise I'd be very embarrased. And I would be more than my usual amount of awkward next week.

Caribou and Le Loup are doing a very good job of taking over my playlist. Listen to some of their other songs. Caribou makes me feel in love. Ha-ha.

If anybody wants to get me a Christmas gift, here's my list:

1. FOOD

2. An abundance of origami paper

3. A good non-shitty book

4. A really long letter with lots of effort put into it.

5. Stuff you think I might want, related to fandoms etc..

I am the easiest person to give a gift to. Just give me cute shit and I'm cool with it.