Hashtag: Ten Worst Feelings

‏@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ Those little burdens piled up and have become one big load of a problem & your explosion is worse than a volcanic eruption.

@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ Being consumed completely by insecurities, therefore feeling like a blithering loser.

@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ You happened to be such a kindhearted person that you've allowed yourself to be a slave for martyrdom.

@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ Disappointment after disappointment.

@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ You care too much about others so your lips and tongue betray you & you never had the chance to say what you really wanted.

@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ "You put your life on the line, nobody really appreciates you enough for it," - Luis Sera on policia.

@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ Having all that bravado of taking all the pain for someone else's sake and feel sorry for yourself at the end.

@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ Always being a listener to many others but when it's finally your turn to speak no one listens 'cause nobody darn cares.

@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ Your strange actions bother your folks and you struggle in having to remain silent and not broach your explanations.

@WMjanica: ‪#10WorstFeelings‬ Risking something very important for the benefit of somethin' else that is even more important.

Back-to-School Sounds as Lame as This Post's Title

I continued to brush the instant-shine-sponge across one of my black leather shoes back and forth. These shoes had been quite put to a temporary rest of 2 months; their faded look along with the effect of crinkled leather caused by my 2 years of using them was indicative that they were old, but just needed the right polish to revitalize them. My eyes beamed with satisfaction as I watched the creased and washed-out appearance of the black leather disappear through my continuous sweeping of sponge until a refurbished, shiny, black leather flashed before my eyes. My school shoes looked as good as new.

I so gently set them on the wood flooring of my bedroom, almost as careful as how Tony Stark a.k.a. Iron Man would painstakingly assemble all kinds of metal in inventing a new weapon in his manufactory. After putting them down, I looked around my room. My keen eyes roved their way immediately to my knee-length, red checkered skirt, folded in rather asymmetrical pleats, paired with my white blouse, almost dull-looking, both lolling from their hangers. My attention drew next to the plain over-shoulder bag of mine that sat coolly on my bed, its big and durable zipper together with the fabric's bleached-purple color gave it an almost masculine feel to it.

My right thumb stroked across my chin while I examined my surroundings.

School supplies: CHECK. School uniform: CHECK. School shoes: CHECK.
Looks like this is it, I sighed as my hand swept a wisp of newly trimmed black fringe off my forehead.

It's official: Tomorrow, it's back to school.

The bottomline of this blogpost is that I am in no way ready for school yet. I'm just not certain as to what particular aspect of college life it is that I dread the most or I heavily loathe, because almost the entire existence of this darn thing known as "college life" is downright complicated. I'd have to occupy a really, extremely long page in my blog before I could explain my repugnant and obnoxious insights detail by detail, and at the moment I'm not quite in the mood to be detailed and comprehensively in depth with my thoughts so I'd rather not do that. I wouldn't want to waste this wonderful opportunity I've taken to freakin' finally have that energy again to create a new post.

Instead, I'd like to share a beautiful, God-given advice I received this day. As a child of God, my best weapon for every single day of my life has always been His word. Nothing makes me feel stronger, more confident, and more driven than His words do.

Today, He told me, or actually more like He reminded me, that every God-given task should be wholeheartedly accomplished by His children, for He rejoices at our works. The Lord has made me realize today that it doesn't matter what the size of a certain work is. Big or small, every task that God gives always carries a significant value. And in due time He will guarantee us that promotion He knows we deserve. Therefore, there is no time to show reluctance. We must work, work, work, and make ourselves pleasant before our Creator's eyes. So this feeling of unwillingness toward getting back to school tomorrow should just go away, and it's time for me to hunker down and get the job done as I wholeheartedly complete every task that God will give me.

I shall thank our Awesome God for at the proper time, we persevering workers will get that promotion that was always meant for us.

How Do You Do, Blogspot? I Just Had Some Fun

Two nights ago I plopped down on my bed with a remarkable glee glowing from the inside of me. I'd just had so much fun at my friend LA's debut party, and got to see my good'ol friends from highschool.

Her Hawaiian-themed party was all fun. So fun, I can't even believe it got me to that state where I just couldn't think of any other word to best describe the entire event. It just wasn't a typical 18th birthday party that girls celebrate. Not that I've been into a lot of parties, in fact this was just the 2nd debut party invitation I got in my whole entire life. But it was just so different from all those typical fairytale-inspired debuts we see on TV and stuff. It's Luau with a little bit of twist, as far as I'm concerned.

LA was just lovely. Alright, I'm at that state again. I apologize for being so wordless. All I ever wanted to say to sum this whole post up, is that I was delighted to see my friends again.

I haven't touched my blogspot for a bit too long. Can you believe it, May is about to end as I write this and this has just been my first blogpost for the month! First and only post for the month of May?! Really?!