omfg, sister gets annoying.
every. single. night.

I honestly, randomly become terrified of the future. I imagine my live/career goals and suddenly have doubts. And at times, some lead to some pretty bad scenarios. Possibly to the point where I tear up. But I know that will not stop me from pushing forward. I always look on to the bright side afterwards. It just effects my mood, it has its pros and cons. I hate how it can be a bother..

I can not be attracted to Robert Downey Jr, even if I tried. It would be too awk, I have a teacher that looks just like him.

I want a crazy/fun life. I’d want you to be more than satisfied with our life together. To be far more happy. To have a feeling of wanting to stay forever young but at the same time, be so glad that we grew old with each other. I’d like to experience the most worst, boring, and best memories together. To create colleagues, scrapbooks and posters. To have our lazy days of staying home, just watch movies and bake cookies or so. I would want to provide you things, and you provide me. Be able to go through which ever challenges or obstacle of having both of our dreams come true; Or overcoming the challenges/obstacles of us staying together. I’d be so happy to make much money for us, to travel to new places, to have a fancy house, to give you extraordinary gifts, and celebrate holidays together. Not only that, we could have a never ending bucket list of things to do. We could also have nice cars, and have a long relaxing road trip; take turns driving. And finally, at some point, decide our time to have beautiful baby/ies. To fall in love and love each other more, each day and every day ahead of us. For us to continue the memories, the love, the excitement, the happiness, and the joy to our life and to the life of our baby/ies.

We completely understand each other. We never fought, we were always so chill. Anything we did never irritated each other. I’d sleep or talk on the phone with my boyfriend and she’d be on the computer til three in the morning. The arguments weren’t even real, it would be one of our funny times on arguing about “keeping your hair up” or “don’t get that shirt.” People looked at us as we hung out everyday but we actually rarely did. Weird how back in the days, we’d be so close and randomly distance each other, but never even realize it. This time, the distance thing really did get to us, just on distance. I do miss having her around school/and whenever but we’re always calling each other up, catching up, and nothing changed. Still laughing, and talking about anything we need. The good times will never end. (:

Being petite has its pros and cons. Honestly, i’d rather not be so small. It’s so difficult to look for your size. Especially in jeans, thick thighs is a need for me. Jeans would either be too long or too loose. I also need to buy scrubs, size extra small doesn’t even fit me. They have to order a extra extra small and petite cause of how unsure my size is.

Life will always be full of ”what ifs,”
make your ”oh wells” worth it.