No regrets.

:) When we sang for 3 straight hours omg

I'm not even really considered a consistent person who blogs but I know that for me, I don't seem to translate my thoughts and action into words well enough. I wake up in the morning in a daze, and I sit on the couch and be silent for so long, just thinking about things and wondering how I can write what I think cohesively and many times many posts end up as drafts because I am not satisfied.

I don't know why I'm even putting so much effort into keeping my blog... well, me, because I do think I have a zillion other things more important to me but it's become really personal, this blog. Though there's hardly anything personal in here but I realise the things I put in here are really what I think.

Okay the bottomline of those lame passages up there is basically a whirlwind of thoughts I got after reading a certain blog for very long (like a few months, so okay, not THAT long) and I'm inspired. I know I should probably get inspired by someone else other than a relatively popular blogger but I don't know, I think she's just so different from the rest of those popular bloggers who seem to spam their pictures on their blogs and do advertorials and stuff. And yeah... I just find myself getting more and more inspired and even I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M HEADING TO IN THIS.

So let's just forget it.

Ugh.

Okay anyway her blog is here. I hope you see what I mean.

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Oh and another thing I want to talk about.

What is the use of being someone who looks humanly human if you don't have any opinions of your own? We are each crafted in a different way, and it's so achingly sad if our standard answers to great debate kind of topics is "neutral". I don't even get what is neutral, anyway. For the most part I think it just makes a person seem s/he doesn't care less.

I am such a argumentative person I have to showcase every thought in my head in this great white space. Ah sigh. :(

Okay one last picture:

Mango Madness Snapple! :) So sour and lovely. And the story for the stray ice cube there was because I was being cheapskate as usual. I didn't finish my drink and I wanted to save it for later. So I got ice cubes and poured it in the bottle to keep it nice and chilly. Omg. $3 well spent.

Oh! And my mom and I went for a pilates class yesterday. It was pretty fun I must say, and it's crazy how a mild workout (as compared to me running/cycling all the time) can bring aches to my stomach and calves. It's crazy. I did loads of sit ups in my life but those never made me have literal stomach aches. Pilates is AMAZING!