There really isn't much different from being 19 and then 20.. Everything still feels the same to me. Just that I now don't have to say the word "teen" when someone asks for my age but still, the behaviour has been exactly the same.
Today marks the day that I've lived for 20 years. Half of me is satisfied with life and don't bother about the future and the other half of me is excited about the years to come and be accomplished.
Through the 20 years, I'm made to be the person that I am today. Do I like it? Do I hate it? I don't know.
The thought that within the next 10 years I'll be getting married to someone who I've not yet meet and living a life where I could maybe be pregnant and already have kids or maybe can't have kids. You really never know what's to come your way. I may even be dead in some accident.
Who would really know about what's to come but until you face it yourself. It's scaring thinking that all our futures are just empty thoughts that really doesn't exist until we go through that stage in life.
I made S'mores.
How did I do it? Well, took a cupcake casing, fit a round digestive biscuit, added a couple of Hershey kisses, and topped it of with marshmallow. I placed it in the air-fryer and 1 min later you have the sweetness of all things unhealthy in your hands to be consumed by you.
Is hating someone really that necessary?
I'm not one to hold grudges. "But wait, you're not speaking to your once best friend anymore."
I sense that coming my way. But if you really know what my previous post was saying, I basically ignore people who I don't particularly like. I don't go around hating random people if that's something. It's more of if you do something to me that I really strongly feel against and hurt, then I will just ignore that person.
I find that if I hate someone, I care way too much about that person. But if I simply ignore, it just means the person is not even slightly important to me at all.
This is something that I live by with my daily life. Hating on someone is way too much effort, but ignoring someone doesn't event lift a muscle.
I hope when I look back at these in the future, I'll be able to listen to myself and not hate on anyone.
It's a new year.
I created this because I feel like it's time I started sharing my feelings. I'm not used to talking about how I feel or my opinion to people so I thought if I typed it, I wouldn't feel awkward and weird or out of my comfort zone.
I mean, the possibilities of anyone reading this is as good as me becoming an astronaut but it's all good because it's like a little therapy for myself to let go of what's bothering me instead of keeping them inside me.
My life so far I've kept every little thing that bothered me or hurt me or even gave me motivation to myself. I need to start letting go. It definitely will be a load off my shoulders.
I cannot promise that there'll be a post every week, but I can promise that whenever and whatever I decide to write, is from my heart.
I will never disclose my identity because I am a shy person. Letting you into my life would be like committing suicide.
Here's the start of a new year. I'm really not excited. If anything I'm quite sad. December is over :'(
Anyhoo, happy 1st of January.