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hi guys !! this is one of those "update" blogs I do rarely. And it's nice to just talk to you about random things happening at the moment. first of all, I want to apologise for the long absence (hehe). but I'm back in the route, i tell you !. I was a bit kerbobbled last year with all the schoolwork and sometimes, I really can't think of anything to talk about and blogging became a chore to me. and let's be real, chores are such a pain in the back. But anyway, I came here without any plans at all. I just really wanted to Talk.

[few of the things I'm doing]

-I recently added this "chat" thing in this blog so we're able to talk as one. you can also share some stuff there ! photos, cliparts and Stories. I want to say though, be careful on what you share on the internet. please, avoid sending irrelevant things. I want it to be beneficial and profitable for everyone to enjoy :)

this is us, plant-o friends

- I have been active again on tumblr. I took a break from it, dunno why, but I made some changes over there. you can check it out, sectionragbag.tumblr.com <3

-I started drinking these chewable vitamins, which I completely hate. it tastes like grass. it's probably just me but yes, vitamins are good, drink em up.

-SO, school wise. well, still hard to frazzle with. all the notes and hard topics. oh man. this year though, I am starting to study World History. I think it's necessary. I really love all the Wars, revolutions, agriculture and just the people from our history.

-I was able to eat cookie cereals. I love them. makes me drool.

-tell me what you guys think of the whole blog right now. I hope you guys like it :) I finally, wrote something in the "about" page !! sweet stuff yeay.

-see you latter ! :D

a hidden agony

contributing sincerity towards a person is one of the most unparalleled kindness ever. while I was scrolling through my twitter feed I saw this one that said "here's a cool prank: be kind to people". it impacted me, weirdly, in a good way, and I checked myself with a question "are you kind?". I couldn't answer. because as much as I want to call myself compassionate towards others, I really don't see me being so which, is terrible and wrong, I know. I stopped, naturally, because I wanted to be. I'd trade my intestines to be humane. the rest of that day was a blur but I remember the atmosphere being compelling. I knew that kindness is something I have to apply in my life to be genuine and sincere. I was woolgathering. I didn't like the thought of me being the complete opposite of kind. I wasn't like the person who does random acts of kindness out of choice. I was the one who completely ignores the importance of it. 

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now, a new year has begun, I realised that I should probably start showing kindness by simply giving a pleasant countenance. 

A smile. 

A helping hand. 

because, honestly, not doing so is a bad setup. in my opinion, kindness would outlast any source of wrong. it would be a tough nut to kill. 

have you ever thought about those who start making Stories about their interests and experiences and them be, saying "sorry" everytime? with much wonder, I see the pain because certainly, they feel so Little that sharing their desires would cause boredom and immense disturbance to those who're listening. might be because when they tried sharing before and got cut off by "nobody Cares". how tragic is that? frankly, I think those are the kinds of people who need the tender hearted. show them kindness so for Once, they'd feel a worth in the world. a light that would turn the shadows of darkness in them to noonlight. 

start today :) make a change :) 

2015. the year

!!! 2014 flew by so quickly. And to be completely honest, I felt the most of it in the last few months. I became the most serene and my mind was at the clearest. I was taken aback and looked through all the things I have done. the year 2014 was delightful despite all of my hardships and tears. Above all of those were, happiness, contentment and freedom. I call it the year of self-discovery. It isn't the place of anybody else to understand us completely by ours.

The first months got me pretty sick. I felt underappreciated and uninteresting. The mid parts did the same and I pretty much shared a lot about my anxiety problems and dysfunctional mindset, but really, I was a sad person. I tell you, most of the times I really just wanted fresh air but couldn't even breathe any. I started to realise a lot of things like my polluted headspace and the way I live my life. I soon dismantled, gradually, from all the unwanted emotions and tried, as much as possible, to grip unto something. That something was a realible constant, a friend and an enchanted Buddy. None other than, Christ.

For me, in my head, I don't know what my life is about. I don't know and I will never know what's coming next. Around the month of October, I saw how majestic and sovereign the Lord is. The adventure with Him is the best ever. I know that even if I have the potential to go wrong, He'll never leave me. And that's true love.

So, eventually, every good thing has to end and in this case, 2014.


2015. let's all keep the energy :) Happy new year, lil daisies with eyes.

treasure the moment, it passes by rapidly.

new starts are always good.

consistency is somethings to

practice. feel the universe guiding you.

 notice every signs.

you are here for a purpose and not

by coincedence

(((murderous glance))) so... how's life

 My primary look for everything turns out to be an unwelcoming face. I don't actually get in touch with a crap ton of people. I like hanging out with those who I deeply know but I also enjoy learning about different people with different prospects in life. But the thing is (my struggle, perhaps) I don't make much expression towards their stories that excites my soul a bit more than what my outside appears to end up looking like. And in my case, an uninterested frog. So the internet, an reliable portal,  can amazingly turn me into an interesting person. Because, literally, right now, I'm making no expression.... help.
What I try to do is to make my words or rather, response happy or at least well connected towards the opened topic. I do believe that our faces make a huge part with the delivery area but at least when I jump in with words perfect for the particular topic then I'm PARTIALLY doing an okay job. I would very much so agree that I look like a person who has awaken with much bitterness (not that, I do-- lol). I'm just so terrible on this area, really.

nugget 3.

If you ask a person how they're doing, is it a nice gesture or not?  

If you tell a person a very important personal experience that covers your innermost being, do you think they care enough to see where your ambient darkness is coming from?  

If you say you're a broken window pane put together by weak bonds of tape, do you expect them to be your glue instead? 

If you read the newspaper do you cringe of how wars are being bound to create themselves or do you overanalyze things that you start the riot yourself?  

If you state an opinion do you do it through your computer and silently post it through social medias or do you orally blurt it out? 

If talking to someone in person is the real type of communication why bother call? 

If you try to build an authentic constant you do know that it won't break easy because it's backed up by your own solid thoughts right?  

If you count the stars are you that determined to find a brand new way of living instead backsliding to the old vitality of your general disposition?  

If introspection is good why do you feel bad? 

If you're not feeling well why aren't you doing anything?  

If the world is too sucky and bad and full of dirt why not try to clean it out? 

If you hate on people does it make you feel good about yourself that you think you're highly lifted up by your words bouncing in the person's mind causing him to break? 

If you cry and wipe your tears does that mean you're done with the pain your feeling and you want to see the sun shine instead? 

If you become neutral doesn't that make things brighter and less suck? 

[know yourself and what you stand for. everyone of us lives a life in a way no one else would understand fully. ask yourself things that makes you uncomfortable. learn to be a good person. judging others by what you, alone, can see is selfish. it's no good. it's wrong. rethink, rethink, rethink before you do something you could regret sooner or later] 

current obsessions /////// (gaging my favorite intestines)

I am here to present, to thee, my very recent interests

1. Tumblr

sunshineyriptide.tumblr.com

2. Ancient Greece and Medieval history 

3. Art journals

4. Puffy cats

5. Plant/flower shops

6. B**** (bagel)

"look at the beauty of life and be happy"

Tell me what you guys are digging today,

   I 

         have

                  a

                       curious

                                  soul 

nugget 2. !!!! stained shirt at the back of the closet

admittedly, I was taken a bit of time to wholly build a thought pyramid that will truthfully oppress the less complex spirit in me [ghost formality]. the idea is to make Sense. find a contextual source that will leave a mark on at least one individual. to be honest, we've all been touched by something in a way that we desperately observe every single movement until we leave it behind and vow to create our own Anthem. my view on things dramatically changes every four-six months, so I'm up for introspection every day. it just really depends on my hopeful reinventions to marginalize my minor crises, consensually. 

as a little kid I always see my grandma sweep and clean and polish every furniture and such. prior to that, I was always compelled to seek and touch (I have curious hands) the house for things I find interesting and play with it. and so one day, I was climbing this rather large cabinet in the closet and found a used clothing of .some sort, with a stain. leaving that information down (quite boring), I go on forth searching for something else. 

"the aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance," -Aristotle

for starters, well that doesn't make sense at all. it was just a shirt. but it does. everything was made to make sense. you just have to read between the lines of your own thoughts until you finally have something out of the thing you thought was "nothing". see, it's all about appreciation here in this context. 

it's sad how remarkably made a thing is and nobody ever notices the beauty. sometimes, the things we think has nothing to do with us is involved in a very large part of someone else's . and that doesn't mean we should stop and not care about it. find significance for it and make use of it. 

*p.s "wave segment" is where I share most of my feelings down (v personal)