Academic Annoyance

Ugh. I don’t want to go to school today. I mean, I feel amazing! I don’t want my energy to be wasted at school…
Too bad I have no choice. Bus arrives in 15 minutes.

Until next time, consume your energy properly, put up with life’s misfortunes (school, ugh), be kind, and keep blogging!


A Brief Thank-You Speech


Hm. 100 followers. 100 living souls that take the time and energy to read my pathetic posts. Wow.
I can barely put to words how grateful I am for all of you, each and every darn one of you followers, for allowing my tiny blog to take some space on your dashboard.
Frankly, when I started this blog I never intended to have anyone actually read it, but I saw my follower count increase, quite sluggishly to be honest, and I realised that if someone’s going to read my shit, it better be good shit, so I started taking extra care of my work, trying as much as I can to make my posts readable until the very end. I realise some of my posts are rather long and might be boring or hard to read through for some of you, but I’m no writer. I mean, I want to be some day, but right now, I’m just a dysfunctional teenager who needs somewhere to rant. As mentioned on my About page, “this blog shall continue to be my escape and virtual shrink.”
When I say shrink, I do mean it. Not literally, obviously, but it has played the role of a shrink. Reading people’s feedback and advice in the comments on my posts truly does make me feel better. As I said, the mere fact that someone has cared enough to drop by and chuck me a like or possibly leave a nice comment makes my day.

And I thought I’d give a special thanks, once again, to Opinionated Man for exponentially boosting my stats and getting my blog more recognition.
I’ve gained 24 new followers, and still counting, over the last couple of days since OM reblogged one of my posts, so it’s safe to say I wouldn’t have gotten that much traffic if it weren’t for his push.
Once more, thank you, thank you, thank you. It is worth noting that I value all of my followers. Behind that number on my computer screen are real people with thoughts and feelings that I will always respect and acknowledge.

My First Reblog!

Okay, I don’t care how lame anyone might think this is, but to me this is post-worthy. OPINIONATED MAN HAS REBLOGGED ONE OF MY POSTS!
I know, right?!
It wasn’t even one of my good ones, but hey, I’m not complaining. I’m really happy that a person with such a huge blog and a wide audience has taken the time to look at a tiny, mediocre blog like mine. In case you don’t know who Opinionated Man is, he is an amazing person who runs a huge kickass blog which I love. He does his best to help his followers get the recognition they deserve by hosting Meet and Greet threads, giving blogging advice, and taking the time to reply to every single one of the thousands of comments he gets on each of his posts. I think by now you’d know why I’m so psyched about having him reblog one of my posts.

Thank you, Jason, for all you’ve done and will do for us lost souls, and I say this on behalf of the entire WordPress community.

Okay. I’m done fangirling.

Smells Like Spring Spirit

Heeeeey I’ve done it again. Punny post titles. This is another band I really like, Nirvana. It’s a nice way for whoever reads my very basic blog to get a glimpse of my musical preferences.

It’s quite a beautiful day today. The sun’s finally up, and it feels refreshing. I’m eager to get out and do something productive today. I really need the sun to melt my sadness away. Just looking outside and seeing the clear blue sky and the beautiful green landscape jump-starts my mind.
How’s the weather wherever you are?

Until then, enjoy the sun while it’s up, get out and get those stiff joints moving, smile like an idiot and let go of the child caged inside, and keep blogging!

Do I Wanna Know?

You’d probably guess I’d be talking about the famous Arctic Monkeys song that goes by that title, but I’m not. I really like having punny titles for my posts; I try to do it as often as possible when the content is relevant. Plus, I really like Arctic Monkeys. Their music gives me a very chill vibe that gets me rather high. That’s the only way I want to get high, on music, because that’s the one thing I’m insanely passionate about. I mean, music is one of the things I’m insanely passionate about. What can I say? I’m a passionate little bundle of fuzziness, and I like it. I love it.

Wow. That was waaay beyond the point of this post, but who cares. It’s not like I’m being graded here, so I might as well just write my heart out. No one’s holding up a red marker waiting to mark my paper OFF TOPIC, right?

I’m tired. Physically, mentally, emotionally tired. There are so many things on my mind it gives me a headache, and I already have sinus issues which give me pretty bad headaches as well. Yay!

I need somewhere to vent, and this is it. This blog was made for that reason, to serve as a an exterior platform on which I get to liberally lay down my thoughts, and I’ve written those words in my bio, in case you haven’t looked.

Great. Now I don’t know what to write about. I can’t seem to focus my thoughts. I can’t seem to control my feelings. I’ve never felt more ambivalent, ever. I’m sitting here, slamming my keyboard whatever word combinations come to my mind, headphones plugged in, Led Zeppelin blasting into my ears, resonating in my skull, flowing down through my veins to the tips of my limbs, making me go numb. I’m not sure whether I like it or not. This feeling, I mean, not Led Zeppelin, I love Led Zep. I’m not sure this is the way I want to feel right now, but then again, you can’t choose to feel a certain way. Well, you can, but you’d have to fake it. I don’t mean to sound like a dramatic tumblr girl here, it just felt true. I do have a tumblr blog, but I’m not a very significant member of the tumblr society. Actually I’m not a significant member of any society, but I don’t really care. Seriously, I don’t. I’m not a person who likes attention. In fact, I try to avoid it as much as possible, because it makes me inexplicably anxious.

This is getting rather long, and I don’t want to bore those of you who take the time to read my crappy blog entries, so I’ll wrap it up here.

I realise I haven’t answered the question. Well, the answer’s no. I don’t wanna know. I don’t wanna know what’s next for me. I’ll just wait. Live it one day at a time. Whatever it is, it’s either gonna make me feel better or worse. I don’t want to feel worse right now; this is quite enough. I do, however, want to feel better, but I’d rather wait for whatever it is that’s going to make me happy to present itself. I basically have no other choice.

Until next time, make sure you enjoy all you have, make good use of your time, take care of your mental health, practice multitasking (trust me, it’s a life-saving skill), and yeah, keep blogging.

Contact Me!

For those of you who are crazy about this blog and are dying to contact its author, your dream has now come true!

Just kidding; note the sarcasm…

I know I run a lame-ass amateur blog which barely anyone reads, but I figured I had nothing to lose creating that page, so there goes nothing.

But seriously, if you do wish to contact me regarding anything about me or my blog, do not hesitate to do so.

Looking forward to zero messages!

Until then, enjoy your Reader, keep blogging, and don’t be afraid to make that first move.

Busy, Busy Me

Damn. It’s been a month or more since I last had time to update my blog. Wow.

In my defense, I have had the most stuffed, demanding, stay-up-all-night month yet, and the best part is, it’s not even over. There’s more…

How foolish of me to think I was good at multitasking… Does being ‘good’ mean that you end up gaining weight from stress-eating all day, looking like a zombie from barely caring for yourself, and living in a messy, tent-like compartment that is your bedroom? If so, I must be really good.

Alongside the basic, shitty-enough schoolwork and examination, I, mistakenly, have taken on extra tasks to fill my time with (because yes, I totally needed that extra stress, you know).

I have taken on the responsibility of competing in two, not one, two, public speaking competitions which means I have to prepare two, not one, speeches on two varying topics. HELL YEAH. In addition, I have signed up for a poetry competition at UNESCO and volunteered to present a Power Point project to my class.

Basically, I spent last March working on my first speech, delivered it last week, was not lucky enough to win top three, and came home to work on my second speech, which I also have no hope of coming in any of the three top ranks. I have to admit I have not yet begun practicing my poem, nor have I prepared my project, but there’s always the night before!

Kidding, I never do that. I guess I’ll find time for those later in between studying both for school and for my SATs and finishing everything else.


Well that was a rather unexciting update. I’m still alive. I’m holding up.

Until then, I’d say hold on, it gets better – although it hasn’t yet – get plenty of sleep, clean your room, drink loads of coffee, and keep going.