Wishlist // Into the forest we go! 2014

 

1. Urban Outfitters - Bird Vine Over The Door Hook || 2. Lovelyshoes - Asymmetrical Sweatshirt with Deer Design || 3. Urban Outfitters - Branch Curtain Tie-Back || 4. Urban Outfitters - Birch Tree Tapestry || 5. Lovelyshoes - Round Collar Sweatshirt with Owl Design || 6. Urban Outfitters - Alice Tea Party Pillowcase - Set Of 2 || 7. Urban Outfitters - I Like You Trompe L'Oeil Floor Mat

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It's been a long time everyone~

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I apologize for the hiatus, but since then I've been very busy. I recently moved and you could say hibernated LoL....

But since it's almost Spring, I thought this would be the perfect wishlist.

I'm what you call a "closet...err, everything", I guess...

I have so many likes yet I never had the courage to actually pursue any of them.

But I'm feeling very into Mother Nature as I thought about this list of yet another bunch of stuff I can't acquire *sigh*

Well then, that's about it for my short comeback....

I would like to say that I truly appreciate you, that dared peeked through my humble blog, although not much...

THANK YOU ~~

Till then,

THANKS FOR TUNING IN~ 

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Blathering Nonsense // I can't change even if I wanted to

Growing up, I was always an open-minded person.

I guess you could say that even though my parents left me wandering about this world of ours by myself I still think I'm pretty lucky because that helped me see it in a different way, in a way how I see people and how I critique them. I'm thinking of putting this section here as a ramble but it s not just any ramble, it's a post about me blathering because of a certain thing, either object, poem, song, movie.. or just stuff..

I introduce the "Blathering Nonsense"

This came from the song by Macklemore - Same Love where it reminded me of my past. I love how this song tackled not only Same Sex Marriage but Equality altogether. I was brought by my parents thinking everyone is equal, well not really. They're like all parents, you are the greatest one, the prettiest, the smartest. I don't detest them on that logic, that's their job! But what I did appreciate about how they raised me is that they respected me, not in a sense of sheltering or ever cowering but more of a sense of understanding that I am who I am. Sadly, society thinks otherwise. Growing up, I was bullied in my own country because of my skin color which goes to show racism does not have preferences. My skin-tone is paler compared to most Filipinos but I never thought of that as a privilege but more of a coincidence that God made my family's pigment a bit more sensitive than others. Again, society thinks otherwise.