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Blur

The past few weeks have been a happy blur, flying by so quickly that I was surprised to realize that August’s end was fast approaching.
Last night, I was worried about my friends, a lot of whom were experiencing different personal problems. It was a relief to see them doing okay today, though I guess that, like most people, they don’t show it when they’re down.
Bru accompanied Babs and I to Trinoma. We were going to buy stuff for our exposure trip this weekend. It took us several hours because we kept going to different stores in search of a yellow T-shirt that I really wanted, during the course of which the two of them informed me that I was brand-conscious. I denied it at first, of course, but after a few feeble arguments, I realized that they were right. I didn’t just want sunglasses, I wanted Ray Bans. I didn’t just want a shirt, I wanted one from GraffiTee or Team Manila.

We took a break from shopping to sit down near a fountain, where I took the risk of relating to Babs about the whole incident with my last ex-boyfriend (which my friends couldn’t seem to stop referring to whenever the topic of bad relationships comes up). To my dismay, I don’t think he appreciates how hard I found it to tell him that story.


Anyway, speaking of our exposure trip, our class is going to Subic for a nature trip. Zipline, hiking, jetski, banana boat, night swimming, karaoke—here we come! It is going to be so much fun!
We’re supposed to be in UST by 5AM, so I might sleep over at Babs’ Dimasalang place with Oscar, Gab, and Paula. Dear mom, please let me I am going to sleep over there whether you like it or not, because I am eighteen now, damn it! Just kidding. Love you, mom.


In other news, lately, I’ve been closely observing the PBA Finals because my mom’s team, the Alaska Aces, has a shot at the championship. Tonight, Alaska won, which made my mom, and subsequently, me, very happy.
I have yet to finish my Logic completion requirement, so ’til next time, dear reader who wasted time on my crazy, poorly-written crap known as a blog.

Ela is a twentysomething who is constantly getting stuck in self-destructive behavior and bouts of low self-esteem. She struggles with depression and writes to relieve herself of her feelings. Sometimes she even blogs about other things like makeup and positivity. One of her pieces was published in the Inquirer Young Blood in October 2017. She likes cats, dogs, and sometimes even people.

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