I think I just experienced cognitive dissonance

So my mom just got a new phone and she’s asking me to put songs in it.

My first song on the list? 

#ofcourse

P.S. But now I have realized that my mom’s actually the type that would like the song and would definitely sing it out loud with the wrong lyrics at the top of her lungs as she goes about the house all day.

Thus,

And the obligatory Carpenters

Sorry, Ms. Jepsen, but my sanity is of greater importance than my urgent need to spread your bubble pop goodness.

When people identify you with the thing you used to like/do/be and think you still do/are

It’s always annoying, I think, when people tend to box you into just one thing. It may be your hobby, your skill, your position, your background, anything really. It’s more annoying when this “one thing” (no, not the One Direction song) is a thing of the past. It’s bad enough that you’re defined by just one thing about you. It’s way worse to be defined by one thing that you used to be. Continue reading

The Three Kinds of Beautiful

“It’s hard to look right at you baby but here’s my number, so call my maybe!”

We’ve all encountered beauties in our lives, and not just the kind that’s on your high school crush’s face.

1. “She’s beautiful … from afar.”

It’s not meant to be an insult. There are certain kinds of “pretty” and “beautiful” that can only contain their charm from afar, like a forest on fire or torrent waves crashing. Theirs is the kind of beauty that is relative to one’s survival. It’s nice to look at but it became beautifully captivating because you know it can harm you, can put you in a sort of danger, if you get any closer. And now I amuse myself for moment as I realize I make it sound like a forest fire’s your typical bad boy. It’s a beautiful metaphor, though.

2. Beautiful! … Beautiful?

There are those beauties that blow you away at first sight, the kind that you just want to keep on filling your eyes with. You don’t dare look away, or if social norms can still hold you back by fearing you’ll be labeled as a weirdo, you keep on sneaking peeks and snippets of that beauty every chance you get. But most of the time, this kind of beauty fades away.  Continue reading