i think i have some explaining to do. not to you…but to my future self. once i age and develop liver spots and maladies
and what not, i might have the whim to visit a time portal of what it was like when i was younger. that time portal being,
this pseudo blog.by then, i would probably chastise myself for not writing with proper puntuation marks or capital
letters, but as of the moment..i really cannot be bothered.

 on a rather offhand note, i dont usually find chicklits (chick literature) particularly enlightening in any manner whatsoever
as it is usually just a prolonged anecdote of how two people meet and fall in love and get into some sort of complication
and further on, end up with each other anyway. unless one of them dies, that is.
however, i remember something i read a few months ago. i think the title is “Twenties girl”..i can almost imagine
my old self cringe. but then again, a bit about it talks about how people never really change inside. they just
get fatter and wrinklier but deep inside every oldie is the same young person who used to sneak out in
the middle of a night to meet a lover and eat noodles. or something even more outrageous. i hang out with old people
alot not only because i find them adorable, but because it intrugues me to know what they used to be when they were
younger. enough with the pointless babbling. this post was supposed to document how my past days/weeks were as i barely
update anymore.

i can basically summarize it in five words: sleep.eat.study.hospital work.
i wont bore you with the details. i wanted to do so much more but everything has to be put on hold for the so called
priorities. sometimes i imagine it would feel nice to just forget everything and do what i want. but being me, that
would be unfeasible. so i just stick to the plan and revlove around my predestined orbit and hope i wont die of boredom
while doing it.

in brief moments though, i get a break from everything and just get to sit by myself in a random place and just twirl
my hair aimlessly (a horrid habit im dying to break) and basically just feel at ease.

one of those days being yesterday. i was tasked to pass some papers to apply for some test (im good at being vague, eh?)
and for some reason, i went alone. the route was easy enough and im pretty sure i wont get lost. i flatter myself
with thinking i have a good sense of direction. so there i was, decked in a bright dress my dad hates and some sneakers
and a really heavy messenger bag. the lrt is always my favored mode of transportation since it has central airconditioning and
it is like going on a tour of the city, but in fast forward mode. i remember wishing i can ride the whole circuit that
day simply because i was dreading the hot hot heat waiting for me when i unboard.

i spent a good amount of time milling about the street stalls selling everything from live rabbits to fake balenciaga
motorcycle bags to pink mickey mouse ears. i was tempted to buy one pair of ears for my friend but the big hello kitty
face in the middle changed my mind. i think they confused the cat with the mouse.
next up was a large coke float while studying my physics homework which i am clueless about. it feels slightly overwhelming
to have to study a huge chunk of that subject after joyfully forgetting everything about it 2 years ago after my pre clinical
subjects. therefore i simply resigned myself to picking on the chocolate syrup on my drink. which, ended up on the lady
on the next table since i am inborn with an amazing lack of agility.

in short, good day.

**after typing all of this, i have the incredible urge to change my url again. coz im private like that. lol.
il sit on it for a couple of days. we’ll see.