I've been feeling very sad lately, especially when I am alone in my room. My current life situation is just very depressing right now. I feel so down, and despite having my big and fun family with me, I feel alone.
The start of 2015 has been quite rough and challenging, not only for me (work related) but also for my family. New year is supposed to be all new goals, positive outlook for the year ahead and good vibes. Too bad, it wasn't like that for me.
I'm a coffee person. When I started working online, I also started embracing coffee as a part of me. I don't know if I will ever survive a long night or early morning without a cup or two of coffee.
I really appreciated it when my brother gave me a mug as his Christmas gift for me. I know it's just a simple thing, but it makes me happy thinking he probably have noticed what I liked most. I try to collect mugs as well, I don't know, I just really like looking at my mugs in my little cabinet.
The mug he gave me was a simple one with a Starbucks logo in it. On the other hand, I purchased a mug from Pluma PH through Zalora Philippines. It's a mug with a calligraphy that says "The Daily Grind".
I really admire people who can express themselves confidently. Whether it be dancing, singing, writing or traveling... That's something really worth admiring, because I know some people have issues expressing themselves. I, for example.
When I was younger (I'm still young now, or so I thought), I always find it hard how to let people know how I feel for some certain things. I am afraid to speak up what I think. I hate confrontation. Then, later on I found out how therapeutic it is to write your thoughts and emotions. I blogged about anything, even the silliest thing of my daily life. I met friends I wish I know in real life.
I told myself, I wish I discovered blogging when I was on my first day of high school where I really struggled, trying to fit in and make friends with people (with the same age as me, of course) who speaks a very different dialect from mine. I was a transferee and it was scary because I don't anyone.
I hate dancing and singing. Both are just not my cup of tea, but I wish it was. My cousins, friends and even my younger siblings are great at dancing and singing. It left me questioning myself again why can't I do these things.
But, I gave dancing and singing a try. I sang "Nang Dahil sa Pag-ibig" in our music subject which made my face red as a tomato because it's the first time I sang for more or less 40 students as an audience. At least I tried anyway! An experience I would never forget. I also tried dancing, I joined a mass demo which I look awkward dancing to Britney Spears' "Toxic".