So, yeah, I changed the look of my blog. Why? Does it look gloomy somehow? Well, it depends on you perspective. For me rainy days are bless, heaven on earth. Such a cold comfortable day which definitely will make me stay in my favorite spot at home, with a glass of coffee (of course, what a day would be without coffee?), listening to my favorite slow-beat songs and just daydreaming. Rainy days, especially afternoon, somehow could bring me a lot of joy and peace. It just the scent, the cold soft breeze and sound of the rain when it hits the roof and the window...Gosh, I love rainy days. But of course not that kind of rain...There are also some rains that would make me scream like 'God, please stop, these thunders are killing me!' and made me started to think 'no, I don't want to die hit by a thunder'.
Anyhow, this rainy looks of my blog speak something on my behalf. This is just how I felt lately. When it comes to rain, it comes unpredictable calming rain yet the storm could suddenly rush in. That's just how I act. I could be completely calm, peaceful yet gloomy at one time and in a split second I could blow up and scream as if a big storm coming in. In just like weather, I had no control....
Then I have some idea about why all these things happens....
First, I got like a heaven-high stress level (which unfortunately unnoticeable by sloppy and careless me) because of the upcoming National Final Examination and the fact that if I didn't past the Invitation Test I would have to spend more time to prepare myself for the writing test which is suck!
Second, the unexpected suck, mind-consuming and annoyingly distracting things just happened lately. Just say like I unexpectedly saw my Ex again and my heart stopped like ____________ then I have to pretend like nothing really matter. Or, the moment when I could smile widely like a dumb crazy ass just because I read a message from my out-of-reach and should-have-just-ignore crush. Love life is always suck....
Third, I spent too much time cuddling at home which unfortunately made me realized just how annoying my dad could be and just how patient I should be to be my Mom's personal Psychologist (for God's Sake, I don't even have my degree yet!!!) It was like this; I want to talk about girls stuff with my Mom. A minute I talked then I stopped to take a breath then my lovely Mom started her own story which was waaaaaaaaaaaay longer than mine. Then I kept reminding myself (well, to be exact, my alter-ego reminds me) that I have to get use to this if I want to be a real psychologist.
Just to make this short, due to the less school hour that I had lately and the fact that I had to spend more time at home I got my stress level jumping high out of the border.....
Anyhow, this rainy looks of my blog speak something on my behalf. This is just how I felt lately. When it comes to rain, it comes unpredictable calming rain yet the storm could suddenly rush in. That's just how I act. I could be completely calm, peaceful yet gloomy at one time and in a split second I could blow up and scream as if a big storm coming in. In just like weather, I had no control....
Then I have some idea about why all these things happens....
First, I got like a heaven-high stress level (which unfortunately unnoticeable by sloppy and careless me) because of the upcoming National Final Examination and the fact that if I didn't past the Invitation Test I would have to spend more time to prepare myself for the writing test which is suck!
Second, the unexpected suck, mind-consuming and annoyingly distracting things just happened lately. Just say like I unexpectedly saw my Ex again and my heart stopped like ____________ then I have to pretend like nothing really matter. Or, the moment when I could smile widely like a dumb crazy ass just because I read a message from my out-of-reach and should-have-just-ignore crush. Love life is always suck....
Third, I spent too much time cuddling at home which unfortunately made me realized just how annoying my dad could be and just how patient I should be to be my Mom's personal Psychologist (for God's Sake, I don't even have my degree yet!!!) It was like this; I want to talk about girls stuff with my Mom. A minute I talked then I stopped to take a breath then my lovely Mom started her own story which was waaaaaaaaaaaay longer than mine. Then I kept reminding myself (well, to be exact, my alter-ego reminds me) that I have to get use to this if I want to be a real psychologist.
Just to make this short, due to the less school hour that I had lately and the fact that I had to spend more time at home I got my stress level jumping high out of the border.....
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