Oh Boogie
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I guess one of the things that has hit me hard this year is the fact that I'm turning 20.
I have yet to do any of the things I have decided to do. Perhaps one of the earliest things I set out to accomplish but have been set back so many times would be photography. It's so far in the back burner that I've given up on getting a camera altogether. Time would be the biggest concern as well. My lack of actively looking out for angles has also contributed greatly to this.
I'm turning 20. One of the things I regret would be getting that pair of skinnies from Giodarno(did I spell that right? I don't think so). Seems like I'm not sliding into that pair of denims again. Don't really like it. On the other hand my other pair of jeans is getting all my attention.
I'm not running anymore. I'm turning 20 with a belly to boot. I shall not complain, because this is down to my own discipline. In that department, I'm severely in arrears.
Business Accounting 2 is going to be the main force that will set me back this semester. It's hard to grasp at the fact that the second year in polytechnic is coming to a close in about 5 weeks or so. Not something that I've been grappling well with. The dreams that anchored in my head have all seem to become just speech bubbles that no one else can see.
Regrets of not taking up a science course or going to JC, feels like it's unnecessary now. Just like a spare tyre that never gets used. Doesn't feel like it's going to push me any harder. Right now, I feel like I want to get into the field of practice. I want to be out there.
It feels surreal to wake up every morning and find out that I'm turning 20 this year. I'm turning 20 and I haven't done anything a wee bit meaningful for myself. The biggest achievement I'm actually trying to convince myself is an achievement was sitting on that plane that touched down in Cambodia 2 years ago. That's pathetic.
I'm turning 20. I find myself not wanting to wear the facade that I used to carry with me. I feel old. Yet in the eyes of others, I'm young with plenty of things to experience ahead of me.
I'm turning 20. In the blink of an eye, I'll be 21. So on so forth.
I can't wait.
To get through NS.
To get through University if I ever do go in that direction.
To get over this phase I'm going through now.
To get over this hectic little thing called Life.
Because I want to soak up everything along this wonderful journey called, Life.
This only hit me when I'm turning 20. Kind of late.
So farewell, and so long.