Living Inside My Head

So while I was typing my blog today, my sister keeps on asking me about what we should do during the summer. She thought about making an online shop and selling home-made ice cream in our neighborhood. She keeps on asking me for every 5 seconds and I lost it. I forgot what I wanted to write about so I backspaced all the way and started writing this one. Distractions. It's something that clouds our thoughts and most probably, make us feel annoyed. Imagine having your "beauty sleep" then a bus will just honk his horn, it makes you want to throw a grenade on that bus, right? (No hard feelings) But we can't help it. We all need peace of mind whenever we do something important, and mostly, when the deadline's near. Whenever we have a crappy work, we could just say that there were distractions while we were working on that project, yes, distraction is one thing but sometimes, the only one distracting us is ourselves. We keep on thinking that we're too late and w

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Someone went to me and asked "Why am I not sweet, unlike you? Do you have all the 'sweet-genes' or something?". It took me a moment to comprehend what she just said and I told her "It's not in the genes. It depends on how you want people to feel and how sensitive you are to other's feelings." Then I added "Pride, my dear." And then she told me that she threw a certain letter that someone gave her a year ago because she thought it was "too sweet" and too "corny" and after that, I gave her a speech. Our conversation went like this: Me: WHAT?! Why would you throw something like that? He wrote that letter with all his might regarding that he will probably get humiliated because of that and yet he still chose to write a love letter to you. Have a sense of gratitude. Just keeping that letter is a huge deal for him already and that means so much but you'll just throw it away??? Her: I kept it for a year... Me: And s

Yesterday, I took the aptitude exam and had an interview in the college I am planning to attend to. Everything went smoothly and fast while I was there. On my way home, I got all these questions  stuck in my head: (BA Journalism is the course I took by the way) What if I messed up? What if I wouldn't pass? What if they think I'm not good enough? What if I couldn't make the cut? Those questions had been in my head since yesterday and I am feeling so bad. I want to cheer myself up but I can't. I hate this feeling. Am I over-thinking? With those negative thoughts that I have, I decided to write here. We were told to return there on the 8th day of May, my father's birthday, and that just adds up to the problem. Two important events in one day. My life is so messed up right now. I want to distract myself from those thoughts but what else am I supposed to do this summer? I can write here everyday, yes, but that wouldn't distract me before May 8 comes. And t

"You have to work hard to achieve your goal." The most cliche line that people would say to motivate you. But honestly, the only one that can motivate you is yourself...Well unless you're at school and there's a certain activity where you look at your best friend and say "I'll join if you join." Agree? I started with this article without a title because i gotta be honest with you guys...I am in a conflict with myself about what to write about next, so I really need your help. Be open, tell me what you want me to write about and I'll try my best to write about it. You can ask me for help and I will rack my brain just to find the perfect advice for you because I wanna be someone who you can lean on and someone that you're not afraid to tell all your problems to I want to be that someone that you can actually call a friend because in my past, I needed someone that I could lean on because I was alone and I don't want anybody to experience tha

We all have these moments when we tell ourselves that our life's ruined. It might be because of a book, a movie, series, talk shows, or anything that we sank our hearts and feelings into. And it just happened to me...AGAIN. Here I am typing in my blog at 3am because I just paused a series that I am watching, I didn't just pause it, I closed that VLC media player and heaved out a stressed laugh because that series was ruining my life. I know that we all got disappointed from the wrong decisions that our favourite characters make and how impeccable their bad timing is, but maybe that's what's making the story more interesting. What if our life's a movie and people have been watching it? What if they get the same reaction we do when we get depressed, sad, or even happy with whatever the main character does? What if the voices in our head are actually the voices of the people watching over our life story? I have thought about that too, it sounds interesting but it

I am proud to say that I am a Marooner and one of the huge fans of Maroon 5. Their songs inspire me and makes my day complete just by listening to their songs. They may not know that I exist but they know that there's someone out there listening and adoring their music and that's already enough for me. I will forever support them and be one of those stars in the sky, they may not see all the stars but they know they're there. Some people complain about my addiction to this band, and that just makes me...I don't know the exact word to express what I'm feeling but it's close to feeling disappointed. They don't know how this band saved me. They don't know how this band inspire me. They don't know how the little things that this band do makes me happy. They don't know that this band is my life. They don't know how this band's music make my heart sing. They don't know how this band makes me smile. They don't know that I love this ba

Most of them say that being blind is hard. You wouldn't know where you are, you wouldn't know what's the color of this and that, you would't know how amazing earth is, you'll see nothing but darkness... But being blind doesn't mean you don't have any chances of living the good life in this world. You have the ears to listen, the nose to smell, the mouth to speak, and the skin to feel, and maybe, just maybe, that could be enough. You can listen to nature surrounding you. The rushing of the river, the chirping of the birds... You can smell what you're cooking and make it a perfect dish because you can smell the bad ones from the good ones... You can speak up your mind and also ask people for assistance because you can't really see them but you know they are there... And you have the skin to feel the wind sweeping on your face, the gentle touch of a person guiding you, the softness and roughness of things, and that's already enoug

Have you ever had a problem where you just want to forget about it? What did you do to forget? Drink? Yes, most probably. Why are we always finding ways to forget? To escape? To flush all our problems in our system for a while? Or to run away from the cruelties of life even for just a moment? I'm not saying that this is bad, because it isn't. It's like being on vacation for a little while, right? It's like putting all your problems in the recycle bin but restore it all again after. It's like putting your headphones on, volumes up, and disappearing from the world even for just a few moments. But escaping from these problems have limits, too.Imagine holding on to a rope that has been supporting you for too long, can it carry you forever? No. If we escape from pain, then can we call ourselves alive? If we don't have problems, are we really human? If everything goes our way, can we consider ourselves as a player from this so-called "Game of Life?"

Have you ever teased someone and felt good about it? What do you feel when you make someone jealous? Did you feel happy when you embarrassed someone in public? What are your answers? Are they all positive or negative? It can't be helped but most people like seeing other people suffer or be ashamed of themselves. I see this kind of "habit" everyday. The other side is laughing while the other side stays silent and hides what he/she truly feels. Which side are you on? The abused or the abuser? If you're the abuser, think about this: Will you want that to happen to you, too? You might have teased someone and tell the person that she/he's ugly, but who do you think is uglier? You might say he/she looks "Ugly" in appearance but who has the ugliest personality? You. Someone's crush is more sweet and friendlier to you but you let that someone know all the sweet things he does for you and laugh at her about it? How do you feel? Do you feel happy n

Feeling like giving up? Like the world is pushing you down? And having experienced being alone in a corner and you just suddenly cry? I know we've all been through this. We have pasts that we badly want to forget but there's always something that keeps us being reminded of it. This can't be helped. We can escape from the past but is doesn't mean we can never remember it.  Some people run from the tragic past, even I do. How do we run from it exactly? We patch it all up with something positive until it can't be noticed. I know we all do that. But all things that were just patched up has the possibility of a leakage, and that is the sad truth. I believe everyone needs something to spill all their feelings out on. And this is how I spill all my feelings, by writing on this blog (it's 1:30 in the morning and I don't care because this is my sanctuary). This has been a pretty tough day for me and I know I'm not the only one. I had been in a verge of

"Hurry up" "You gotta finish that already" "Aren't you done yet?" "What's taking so long?" Rushing people might be easy for you to do but you being the one being rushed doesn't feel great, does it? Once you rush people,it causes them to stress over the things they are doing, thus, leaving them to mess things up. Imagine following a dotted line with a marker and you gotta be careful but someone wants you to do it faster, will you mess up or not? Or imagine going to the grocery with a list your mom gave you but you only had 15 minutes to do it, will you get the exact groceries needed? I think not. If we rush them, then it wouldn't be good for them, would it? It will most likely lead them to thinking that they'll just stop on whatever they're doing and go to you even though the work's not finished, or worse, go to you with their work completely messed up. You can't escape this, you're not rushing them to su

I just wanna ask help from you guys. I wanna know what you want me to write about in my future posts. Or maybe if you have questions, I can entertain them. You can mail me here: erisedleviosa@yahoo.com or egalimpin@gmail.com Your suggestions will greatly help and I promise to do my best on writing about your desired topic. Thanks guys!

Let me tell you a short story about a girl who had been in a fight with herself. Choosing between her friends since it's the last time they'll be together and it's her best friend's birthday, or her family who didn't approve of the location they were going to. In the end, she went with her friends anyway because she trusts them They enjoyed themselves and laughters were shared but despite all that, the girl was still a bit worried about what awaits her when she arrives home. After a while, it was time for them to go home from the cold spring. While on her ride home, she was bracing herself for the unlimited nagging of her family but...after a while, a smile flashed across her face. Why? Because she knew it will all be worth it. She had the best time of her life and she knew she made the right decision. She was just over-thinking. She went home and no one nagged her at all because she sticked to her promise that they will go home early. And that's no proble

April 4, 2014, the day when we finally graduated. It seems like it was only yesterday when we first stepped into our classroom. Days do go by fast, huh? While our graduation song was playing in the background, almost all of us couldn't sing because we were already crying. Parents and guardians were in front of us and after singing our song, we gave them roses and that's when all of us broke into crying. To be honest, I have seen the most beautiful moment I could have seen in my entire life. Everyone was smiling with tears in their eyes and everyone was hugging one another. Even our teachers were teary-eyed. We all said our thanks and apologized to the ones that we've hurt. Our past teachers came, too. Nothing could have been better than that. Today I woke up and realized that I can never study to our school ever again. I won't see the same faces that I have seen everyday in that school. And that school's name is Conperey. Then I also realized that I won't s

There's no denying it, us teens will always lose in a fight with our parents or family members. They mostly nag about things that aren't true... but if we talk back? They'll call it disrespect ... but if we don't talk back, then they won't be corrected, thus, making our reputation worse. In the end, we'll end up not talking because it's the right thing to do . Because it is, we should always do the right thing. I am not saying that we should talk back but sometimes, we just need to voice out what we really think, what we really feel. They tell you that you should be open to them but it turns out you can't. They are older than you and they are always right. That's one thing that they want you to know. Then they mostly have very high expectations from us... You've done your best but your best isn't enough for them... Then they'll compare you with someone else. Then you'll end up feeling like a failure. You k