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Do you ever get tired of having the same routine every week and a short breather is all you need? Exactly how I’d been feeling for some time. After almost four months of having the same routine, no dates, no adventures, just lectures and a few movies once in a while, I felt drained with each passing day; studying took more time than usual, I got stuck in the middle of drafting posts more than once, everything just took a wrong toll on me
This is probably the most difficult part for me; introducing myself and my ideas to the tons of people I hope will visit my blog. A few hours to the launch, I sit here - pen and journal in hand and a heart that seems tightly shut, not willing to let out any words. So I'll start with my head; at least that's all I have for now. Maybe, along the line, my heart will open up.
Growing up, I wore uniforms 5 days a week. On Sundays, my mother will put a pretty dress on me and spend hours on my hair, then she will give me a matching bag and shoes. On those days I felt the prettiest, I was on my own level. I mean...you can't sit with me. But...