Haunt // Bed - The 1975 x in snaps
I tend to forget things and that’s why I’m blogging this right now.. because I don’t want to forget. I don’t want to forget because it made me happy.
So earlier this day, my prof in stat returned our homework and I found out that I got the perfect score. Yes, it’s just a hw but come on man, HAHA, I did my best and it paid off. Hurrah for Happiness!! And then, this afternoon, while I was on the way to my next class, a guy stopped me just to say, “Your shirt’s awesome.” I was wearing my I’m-in-my-mind-palace-do-not-disturb Sherlock shirt kasi. HAHA. He was already staring when I was walking down the corridor and I just assumed that he was just looking at the passers-by so when he stopped me, I was dumbfounded. I didn’t even know the guy and he was towering over me(it doesn’t happen often because I’m sort of a tall girl) so the only thing I was able to do is to mutter my thanks. HAHA
I’m not posting this just because I like the guy, yes, he was cute and he doesn’t look bad but.. it’s just really I don’t know.. I was flabbergasted. I was surprised. I know it may seem petty but whatever, it made my day. It’s the little things that matter. To know that someone noticed me(my shirt actually. HAHAHAHA. even though I know that he has probably seen the shirt in the uni before considering that it was sold by an org in UP), just really made my day.
So here I go, you probably won’t be able to read this anyway, since we really don’t know each other.
Joseph(he was wearing a placard with his name eh.),
Thank you for noticing my shirt. You made my day. Keep on noticing other people’s shirt.(HAHAHA). Just don’t scare other people off, okay? You were really cute. :D
with sentiment(see what I did there?), the girl with the Sherlock shirt.
// WOMAN - THE 1975 // (transparent)
Let’s make this quick, shall we?
I don’t know what to feel right now. I’m currently looking for a place to stay. I’ve just realized that it’s really about time I stay in a dorm. I don’t know why, or at least that’s what I want to think because I really do. I do know why, and I’m pretty sure I don’t want to accept that bullshit of a reason. It’s just I don’t know. These are all just desperate attempts to keep what we have. Desperate attempts. I hate being powerless like this ugh
"was that awkward eye contact or were we checking eachother out" - a life story
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
Why do people drink alcohol it tastes disgusting
you don’t drink it for the taste. u drink shit like apple juice for the taste. you drink alcohol to get rid of the bad taste that every awful person in your life has left