ANOTHER UPDATE AH

GUESS WHO STARTED UNI LAST WEEK SFOCUFEGNHTROJGJGVSEOÇRH
me
i started uni
hi

A lot of time has passed since the last time I wrote here, but i'm home for the weekend and I remembered the existence of this blog and so many new things are happening and I just wanted to spill it out.
So, number one. Brian is over. there's that. we talked about how i felt and how he felt and our feelings didn't match and i got over him.
(im starting to feel like this blog is just a place for me to write about my crushes seriously am i okay?)
number two. i turned 18 this august. that's right, your girl is finally legal OPPWJDFVBIREE. i had this birthday dinner thing and i had a lot of fun. i cried a bit about the future and i cried a bit because i have such great friends lmao i'm a mess help.
number three, and probably the most important. I got into uni in Porto. I'm studying electronics and computer engineering, a course similar, but different than the one i tried at the summer university back in 2015. The exciting part about this is the fact that i moved out of my parents house, of my city, and i'm now living in a dorm near my university. it's a thing that i always daydreamed about, and at the beggining of the year it started to become a possibility, and then it was on and off the table for the whole first half of 2017, and it was only in july, that i actually made the decision to go so far away from home. and now the first week of uni has passed, and we didn't actually have classes, so i just got the chance to meet and get to know the people from my course (we're 200. mainly guys. life is great). throughout this week a lot of people asked me  why i choose porto when i lived in the city of the students, and i always gave different answers. because uporto is so prestigious and i basically have a job as soon as i finish my degree. because of all the boys (jk). but tbh, remember when i wrote about how much i like going out ad experiencing new things and meeting new people? i guess that's the real reason why i decided to move. even though my first day was painfully awkward, i was still able to meet new people and as the week went by i got to talk to them and it's just IOHNDJWNEW i love these things okay. and also they're so nice and there's a lot of hot guys i'm blessed. we went to a party on thurday and i was with this group of people and we were having fun and then my wallet was stollen (!!!) and i just had a panic attack but they were all so conforting and i never thought they would like be so nice to a person they just met but they were and AINKDRGWIO it was one of the worst, but best nights. (also there's this guy but i don't have a crush on him it's way too soon but he's ridiculously good looking fuck) (also there's a fourth year in my course that looks just like alfie deyes WAAAAA )
long story short, my first week of uni has been a fucking rollercoaster, and i'm loving it.

song of the day: mic drop, by bts. a whole, full, great jam.

see ya frends.

happy update (to change things up lmao why do i always feel like shit)

long time no see blog.
how've you been? great? me too! kinda.
five months have passed and honestly i've missed writing so much.
i missed it so much but i kinda stopped. i'm busier, i have no time so i found another way to cope with all these videos.
(to the future me who's reading this, remember to check all those vlogs you have on your hard drive, they're kinda like spoken blog entries.)
a bunch has happened since i last wrote here. six months have passed (!!!). half a month.
i went out with my friends and got proper drunk. like completely wasted out of my ass. it was great. you know what happened? (i'm giggling as i write this jesus i hope i never forget this feeling) i made out with the twin brother of one of my friends, brian. saying this is always funny. the situation is not as funny tho. it's not a bad thing either lmao it's just something that happened and that i can now cross out of my bucket list. making out with a stranger.
the thing is
i always thought of myself as this cold hearted person who has friends and is able to laugh and make good memories but at the end of the day i don't really love anyone.
but then i realized that was a lie.
because this is my senior year, i'm trying to make as many memories as possible, get into as many project as possible, to make my last year on high school one of the best years of my life. so far i have succeded. even though i feel like shit a lot more often than usual (i don't even know what's going on with my brain lmao) i also feel a lot happier. i've been doing so much stuff that it makes me sad that the school is ending. remember when i talked about that summer university thing i did two years ago and how happy i was to be doing and learning so many new things and making so many new friends and meeting so many new people? i still love doing that, but now i kinda found my group of people to do these things with. i have my neighboors, who are up to going out whenever we want because we live so close to each other. it's so cool, and it's one of those things i could only dream about doing when i was younger, because i lived in the outskirts of the city for so long. and now i'm here and i'm making the most of it. i have my badminton friends, and they're great, honestly. just to think that at the beggining of 10th grade i was thinking of dropping badminton because i didn't have any friends makes me kinda sad. i'm so glad i stuck with it because i love playing badminton and i love hanging out with the people who play it as well. we're such a nice cool chill group of people and aaargh i just love hanging out with them. i love having friends. then we have my new class, which includes my bffffff michael (who also happens to turn 18 this friday the fifth, the date john broke up with me and also the day i moved to the sity (i've been in this house for a whole year whaaaat?)), and honestly they're great as well. i'm so glad i'm not in the same class as last year, because that meant having to be in the same class as john and honestly i think i wouldn't be as happy and as free as i am now if i wasn't in this class. it's not like we're all best friends or anything, but honestly they're such nice and cool people and i just like them a lot. then we have the robotics smart group of people. they're so cool. seriously. we went to a little robot tournment thing back in february and it was like a whole weekend of coding but also having fun and running around town and having freedom to do whatever we wanted. then this past weekend we had the national robotics open, which leads to the international robotics open in japan (if we had won i would be going to japan this summer :O) and it was another great experience. i can't stress enough how much i like these kinds of things where just a group of people meet up and do shit together. i imagine life in uni will be nothing like this, but honestly i like these things so much, and even if it takes more work in the future, i think i'll like it as well. we're a total of eight people, from the first weekend tournment and then the other girl left and two "new" guys entered and now i'm the only girl and i'ts very cool ngl. one of the new guy is brian. yes, the brian i made out with. yes the brian i may or may not have a crush on.
let's not forget about how much i like the robotics people, but now i need to talk about this guy.
so i always thought i was a cold hearted person right? i used to think "oh you'll be able to make out with a stranger and not grow attached to them" wrong. first things first brian is ridiculously good looking. seriously. how is it possible. also he has a very nice and deep voice. and he's very cool and just a generally cool person to hang out with. the thing is, i barely know him. back in march when we "met" after we kissed and i had to go he was asking for my number and asking if we could be friends and maybe more than that and i gave him my number but i tried (very drunkly) to explain that i was arromantic (for the record, i don't even know if i'm arromantic or not okay, i just felt sure back then) and he got the message and the next day when he texted me asking if my previous statment still prevailed, i said yes. so basically i rejected him. and now i regret it. i mean
i was being kinda honest. i have been looking up stuff about being arromantic, and i fit into like half of the things. but i want to love someone and honestly i can imagine myself in a relationship loving someone. but then at the same time i wake up every morning and i think to myself what it would be like if i had a boyfriend and if i would feel sofucated or just excited and i don't know how to explain this thing i feel in my heart (sometimes i just need to take a deep breath lmao).
then i think of this guy and how handsome he is and how NICE he is and i find myself wanting to know him better? is it just curiosity? is it lust because i had his lips once and now i want his whole body (wow this was weird)? is it the leo inside me wanting attention because once he wanted to get to know me better but know he doesn't give me that much attention?
I DON'T KNOW
i just
would like to get to know him better
and maybe kiss him again.
and i get butterflies when i think about him and it's probably just a stupid crush or i'm just desperate for attention i don't know
i just
get so happy randomly for no reason and i've been in such a good mood lately i'm so goddamn happy.
this weekend we're all going out for mike's bday and on sunday brian turns 18 as well, so that means he's going out as well (and all the other robotics people, and i'm happy that they're going as well wohoo) and i don't know. maybe i'll see him again? who knows (i really wish that happens tho)
but again, if it doesn't, it's fine because i'll be with jess after such a long time without seeing her and we'll have a sleepover and it'll be fucking great.
i honestly can't wait for this weekend jfc
also, i just hope to god my anxiety doesn't start to kick in like it did right before we had a school trip to lisbon and jess's birthday dinner a month ago. i was seriously so pumped to go to lisbon after such a long time and the day before i just stopped and felt like shit and it carried out for like two weeks or something. i'm so scared my brain pulls another prank on me and just decides that saturday is a good day to feel like shit. i don't want to ruin my night, or anyone's night. it's gonna be amazing and great and i can't wait, and i just pray that nothing ruins my mood.
that has been all that's been happening through the last six months, more or less (one of my friends i had a crush on actually developed a crush back, but the timing was shit soo yeah lmao so much for that).
i'm just in a happy mood these past few days and i hope i never forget how it feels to feel like this.
song of the FUCKING LIFE IDEK: that's how it goes, rusty clanton (such a happy feel good song i love it so so much), in the middle, dodie clark (a weird, unreleased, great song that i fell in love with yesterday), sunshine, toppdogg (THEY'RE SO GOOD AND THIS SONG MAKES ME SO HAPPY I JUST IUABDCJEWV)
this is all.
bye frends, i shall now go to the gym (i love the gym and working out and i'm getting strong and not putting on any weight and i think i'm finally coming to terms with and accepting my body yay!)
see yall later bYEE

10:50

porque é que ultimamente me tenho odiado tanto ao ponto de querer desaparecer da face da terra ou chorar ate que o mundo deixe de existir? será que é por estar com o periodo? sera que sao so as hormonas a mais a porem um nevoeiro na minha cabeça, fazendo me deixar de pensar como deve ser? nao sei em que e que hei de acreditar, nao sei em que e que hei de confiar, se em mim se nas opinioes dos outros. mas sei que devia confiar em mim e fazer o que quero mas ha sempre aquela parte de mim que ouve o que os outros dizem e pensam e se sente consciente de tudo aquilo que eles possam possivelmente vir a pensar, e eu gostava era de deixar de pensar e de deixar de me preocupar e ter ataques de ansiedade (sei la se e ansiedade por tudo o que sei posso ser so eu a ser estupida) e tambem gostava de deixar de me chamar tantos nomes e ser tao dura em mim mesma e de sentir pena de mim porque esse sempre foi o meu grande problema. sei que ainda nao me sei toda, mas nao e disso que se trata aqui, agora so me quero conhecer enquanto estou aqui, e so quero saber o que e suposto eu dizer e pensar e quero que toda a gente goste de mim e quero que eu goste de mim e nao quero que me odeiem nem me achem pita nem me achem que sou uma parva que so quer atençao, ainda que seja isso que eu sou, nem que sou mediocre. mas eu sou mediocre e tenho que aceitar que nao sei nada e que nunca vou conseguir fazer com que toda a gente pense bem de mim, e mesmo que pensem mal, porque e que isso tem de me afetar, ninguem me ataca, porque e que isso importa. nao estou completamente sozinha mas porque e que me sinto sempre a sufocar e a querer sempre mais mais amigos, mais ar, mais atençao, mais tudo mas quero chorar menos e começar a fazer mais sentido porque e que estas a chorar para para de pensar que daqui a cinco anos isto vai ser lindo porque nao e agora estas aqui e estas a sentir te como merda porque e que ter crushes tem que ser tao complicado e porque e que eu tenho que me sentir como uma merda porque e que nao posso deixar de sentir tenho nojo de mim propria e so quero nao ir a escola desapareceu toda a minha vontade de fazer o que quer que seja mas agora estou a escrever e ja nao fazia isto ha imenso tempo tinha saudades de escrever aqui so quero ser normal e como todas as outras pessoas e ter amigos e que gostassem de mim e que o meu cerebro aceitasse isso nao quero estar constantemente a preocupar me com likes e atençao e com se estou a fazer a coisa certa so quero ir a escola e ver se meto alguma nesta cabeça oca e superflua. quero deixar de gostar de kpop mas ao mesmo tempo quero continuar a gostar de kpop. nao quero sentir mne tao vazia e perdida e quero ter um rumo e quero ter vontade de fazer as coisas e quero parar de pensar tanto e racionalizar mais se e que isto fez sentido.

sorry that this was in portuguese. it didn't make any sense for me either. no one reads this anyway. i had a little cry, but i'm okay now. here's to the future.

pissed off

"quero que vocês cuidem bem das minhas miúdas e lembrem se se aparecerem outras nunca serão tão boas como estas"
"i want you to take good care of my girls and remember that if other's come around, they'll never be as good as the one's you have right now"

i'm pissed off.
why did i think that reading old messages from the times me and john were still together was a good idea? because i'm pissed off now. i guess i have sort of a right to be. i've been pushing back these feelings for a while, so i'm just letting it all go.
that quote you just read up there was written by john's best friend, sarah, when her boyfriend broke up with her back in january/february (i can't remember). long story short, john has this really close group of male friends, and some of them have girlfriends, and sarah happens to be a girlfriend to this guy AND john's bff. and so everyone was friends and we had a facebook group chat. when the guy broke up with sarah, she wrote this long ass text in the gc saying goodbye. up there is one of the things she said. i didn't really pay attention to it then, but now that i'm alone, i saw it with other eyes.
so, this is to you buddy, the one i trusted the most, but i only realized it now.

why didn't you listen to your best friend and held on to what you had? why couldn't you see how great i was and seriously, why didn't you give me enough value? i was always to one who did things first, but why didn't you even try? why did you left me thinking, worrying for weeks about our relationship, about how maybe i wasn't enough, about how maybe i wasn't doing the right thing? i'm mad at you for breaking up with me, no matter how stupid this sounds. i don't want you back. i'm over it. i'm over you. but i'm not over these feelings you left in me, the memories, the trust. goddamnit i think that's what i miss the most. i miss knowing there was someone who i could bother with my problems at any time, and knowing that you cared. but now it's all gone. now i'm left alone to my own thoughts. why couldn't you love me more.
sometimes i wonder what it would be like if you were still here. at times i thought i was gonna be with you forever, but now that i look at it, it's not that bad that i'm not with you. however, i still wonder. little things in my daily life that i would probably text you about. this song that i heard. how could the river water is. when our next date would be. you broke with me at the worst timing, right before i moved to the city. i have more freedom now. maybe we would be able to see each other more often. who knows. maybe you would still be loving me.
i guess what i'm most mad about is how you started liking someone while you were still with me. i don't count it as cheating, but in my heart it hurts as much. it feeds my goddamn stupid insecurities, how i wasn't enough. hot enough. interesting enough. mature enough. how she's so much better than me, obviously you would end up losing interest in me and going to her. you were meant to be. she likes you so much more, she treats you so much better. she's so mature and smart, and she's older. she's pretty, and she can do make up really well. she probably understands you way better than i did. she probably doesn't bother you so much about her problems, she probably listens to you more instead of talking so much. maybe she doesn't suffucate you like i did.
but i'm getting out of line, i'm starting to get mad at myself, and the goal here was to take this all of my chest. i still mad at you for not trying more, for letting her into your heart, for not giving me enough value, for not talking to me, for ignoring me, for playing these little stupid games that were all just fun but were secretely ruining what we had, for being so goddamn stubborn, and full of pride.
i'm mad at you for ruining my favorite songs and my favorite smells and my favorite places and my favorite people. i let you in my life and now i want you out but no matter what there's always something that reminds me of you and i'm so goddamn pissed right now. i don't want you back, i just wish we didn't break up because i had trust and i had someone and i was stable and i was happier with my morning kiss and my random texts and you brought some spice but now it's gone and i'm fine, seriously, but sometimes i just miss it so much. i miss having you, i miss being your girl, i miss your smell and i miss your hugs and your lips.
or maybe i just miss being someone's girl. maybe i just miss the smell of soap and cookies and cheap detergent. maybe i just miss being hugged or kissed.
these three months that i've been away from school are doing me so good, but at the same time i can't wait to get back to school. but then i remember school means you and i hate that you ruined my cold mornings waiting for the pe teacher to arrive, my lunch breaks spent in the cafeteria playing on my phone, the presentations we had to do, i hate it all now because you ruined it and it's painful and i liked how it was before.

but it's fine. i'm fine. i'm happy that you're happy, and i'm happy now. i have my ways with coping with the "pain". i know that next year i'll be in uni laughing my ass off about this no good relationship that i had and how much it affected me. i guess i'll grow for it.
honestly, i can't wait to see what the future holds. and i'm damn happy with the fact you're not in it.

song of the day: i'm not sorry, by dean ft. eric bellinger

how (not) to deal with life

Hey! 

So, I'm finally writing the blog post I've been dreading to write. So much shit has happened since march. Since Dublin. 

First things first (not that this is really that important, and I'm in a really good mood today, so this isn't affecting me as much as on other days) John broke up with me. More than a month ago actually. I went through stages whilst trying to deal with this situation.

The first was denial. I had broken up with him because of the same reasons in november last year, but I went back to him again when I realized it was a mistake. So I thought that, maybe he would realize how much he misses me. He didn't. I went through the stage of trying to talk to him all the time because he was still my friend (lol) and because I still wasn't over him. I cried a lot during that phase. Then we had the finding out the truth stage. lol. Oh boy oh boy oh boy. So, the reason why my dearest ex-boyfriend broke up with me was because he liked someone else. Whilst we were dating. He didn't cheat on me, and at least he had a the decency of breaking up with me when he stopped having feelings for me. The girl he's with now is from our class as well, and she's my friend. I don't hate her, and I don't want to hate him. She's a good girl and he obviously didn't do this on purpose. But hating him is the easiest way to deal with this whole situation. I was obviously the last one in the whole class to know they were dating right after he broke up with me, and if I hadn't noticed and commented with a friend how close they were, nobody would've told me, and that's what pisses me of the most. That they all made a fool out of me, and I made a fool out of myself as well. Literally everyone knew, and not even one of my friends had the decency to talk to me about it. To tell me anything. On the other side, if I was my friends, I probably wouldn't told me either because I wouldn't want to hurt me and it wasn't my business anyways. Still. I'm ashamed of myself and I hate it. So now I kinda don't want to be near him, or talk to him, It hurts, and I feel humiliated. I don't want him back. I'm so okay alone. I'm so much better alone. Don't get me wrong, I loved this past six months that I was with him. But I'm also loving the single life and not having to like anyone and not having to dedicate my life and time and feelings to someone. It's great. I'm so fine. I like being alone in my room on my computer.

Second big change(s). We moved out of the apartment in the middle of nowhere and now we live in a really old house that has a backyard and an attic with five rooms, and two of them belong to me. I never thought I would be able to say "I live in an attic" but I can now and it's fucking great. I mean, if we ignore the fact that there's always only a few centimeters between my head and the ceiling and that i can't jump or dance because my parents hear me downstairs and my book shelves almost fall to the floor. Having stairs in the middle of the house is weird man.

BUT my internet connection in my bedroom is stronger now, so that makes up for everything.

Third, and probably the most important thing. I've become kpop trash. There. I said it. I listen to kpop now, and I couldn't care less. My good friend Finn introduced me to BTS and now I'm hooked up. Not only on BTS. Some of my favorites include bts, exo, got7, WINNER (goddamnit they're so good like what the fuck), the MADE series by bigbang, AKMU (they're also so good HOOOOW), Sam Kim (he's so underrated, how and why, he has the voice of an angel), mamamoo (stan real talent, stan mamamoo. honestly tho), jonghyun (I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. I don't listen to shinee much because I'm too lazy (except View, View is a good song) but Jonghyun has captured my heart holy shit) and day6 (holy fucking shit they're amazing as well). I listen to a lot of singles and new music and stuff, but these artists holy shit they're good. A lot of my friends judge me because "hOW CAN YOU LISTEN TO MUSIC YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND?!?!1!" but music is about the feelings and how it feels. Also, this legit happened. Baby Baby, by winner is such a good song, and I love it so much. It makes me feel so warm and fuzzy and somehow conforted. The other day I was watching the mv making video of that song and they explined the meaning of the song. THE LYRICS AND THE MUSIC ARE SUPPOSED TO MAKE YOU FEEL CONFORTED AND IT'S ABOUT HOW THEY HATE BEING ALONE AND LONGING FOR LOVE AND THAT'S EXACTLY HOW IT MADE ME FEEL man music is amazing. There's so much good music out there and people still judge because IT'S NO IN ENGLISH. u g h. I showed "Dress up" by Jonghyun to a friend and she said she liked it and she could listen to it, but it's still weird listening to a language you don't understand. It just takes a while to get used to, and it's understandable, but some songs are so great and it's worth the effort. Really. I also learned how to read hangul, and I'm on my way to learning korean, so all is good (it's a really slow way though) (also, I'm learning korean because I've wanted to learn a language with non-latin characters for a long time, and I wanted to learn japanese, but then kpop and kdramas (!!) came and I just started. I'm doing this because I do want to understand the musics but also because I want to learn a new language and there's nothing wrong with that)

Also kdramas. Oh god. I've watched a bunch of them and a couple of webdramas and some are very cringy, but there's so many good ones. I'm almost at the end of to the beautiful you, and holy shit I can't finish it because of how not good it is. eeeww. I want to write a post about kdramas, so maybe one day. 

Maybe this shoudl stop being lorac's anime adventures and start being lorac's drama adventures. Because of the dramas I watch, and because my life could be a drama ah ah not really.

I had my first exam yesterday and it went better than expected. I had been preparing a lot for it sooo yeah. I still have my geometry exam in nine days but that's easier than physics and chemistry, so I'm not too worried. I've been able to deal with stress a lot easier lately. Thumbs up for me.

I also go to the gym now. 

I'm going to 12th grade in september. I have to chose what classes I want to take. And also I'll probably go to a new class. Fun times.

Song of the day: I have a couple. "Heaven" by EXO (their new album is so good what the fuck) "Jaywalking" from the OST of Shut Up Flower Boyband (that drama tho) "Letting go" by Day6 (one of my all time favorite songs tbh) "If You" by BIGBANG and "I'm Young" by WINNER are soooo good. There are a lot that I love actually. This is hard. Just listen to them, they're great.

See ya later alligator,

Lorac xx

the quiet

hello.
i'm fine. thanks for asking. how are you?
actually.
no.
i'm not fine.
i don't know.
i came back from dublin last tuesday. i hate tuesdays. always have.
dublin was great. except for the last day. the last day wasn't great.
my brain did a thing. i don't know what it was. was it a panic attack? was it derrealisation? i don't know. i thought i was going to die. maybe i exagerated a bit. maybe i was fine. maybe it was my way of calling for attetion. maybe i just didn't want to leave dublin. i cried a lot. i don't know why i cried. john hugged me. i really like john's hugs. i miss john. i'll only see him in two weeks. does he miss me? i don't know.
i always thought i'd be part of those couples where we communicated a lot.
look where i am now.
in the unknown.
i bought a book called "reasons to stay alive" at the airport before coming back to portugal. i finished reading it today.
it was genius and eye opening and thought provoking.
it's about depression.
am i depressed?
i don't know.
should i ask someone?
maybe.
why don't i ask someone?
i'm sixteen. why would i be depressed.
i slept for fourteen hours yesterday.
i love sleeping.
i'm sleepy.
i'm addicted to that k-pop group.
bts.
i have that phobia that everyone hates me. or just doesn't like having me around. or maybe it's me that doesn't like having other people around. i miss john.
why am i crying?

song of the day life: nevermind, by bts. just. go search the english tranlation. just. do it. i love that song so fucking much it's probably not healthy anymore. goddamnit.



life update, two years later:
that thing i experienced was the beggining of me not feeling well, headwise. i don't know what it it, but sometimes i'm just sad. sometimes i'm really, really damn happy with no particular reason, but a lot of times i'm just sad and feeling like shit and most likely crying. that thing that happened in dublin was the first time i guess that i realized that i didn't know why i was crying, and because it was such a new and unfamiliar situation my brain just kinda, overreacted. it was awful for me and for everyone around me because no one understood what was happening. i don't know if it's normal or not for me to have these highs and lows so often, and to have them be so intense at times, but i guess i'm understanding them a bit better as time goes by. it's called growing and trust me, it's better if you have people around to support you on your lows and raise you even more in your highs.
sayonaara ma frends

FUCKING NEW YEAR'S EVE GOT ME INSPIRED

Hey!
So, 2015 is ending, and I obviously had to make a blog post about it because a) I haven't posted in a while b)I'm feeling creative and c) 2015 was a weird one.
I can barely remember how it started, because I have the memory of a goldfish, but I do remember I wasn't in such a good place through the last three months of 2014. But I think that I started to get better in 2015. It was a pretty normal, uneventful beginning of year. I ended tenth grade with good grades and everything was okay. And then summer great, and oh boy, were things great. I went to so many places, met so many new people, learned so many new things, I grew up, and I wouldn't change a things. I did so many new things and I was so happy, and I have never felt more alive than then. Summer '15 was so much better than summer '14, and I was a really happy person in '14, so you can only imagine what I was like. It was such a big surprise because 10th grade didn't start well, and I distanced from James and Ian and the things that made me happy that year that I thought that I wouldn't feel that happiness again. And I didn't feel that happiness. I felt so much more than happiness, I created so many memories, and that's why it was so great. I lived outside my bedroom walls, and it wasn't as bad as they made it seem. Then eleventh grade began, and school began, and John began, and then I wasn't so happy because I thought that having a boyfriend wasn't for me. I broke up with him. And then I realized that I was wrong and we got back together and everything is okay and we've been dating for two months and im pretty sure i love him okay can we stop talking about this now?
2015 was a great overall. I experienced so many new things, and I can't wait to see what next year has in store for me. And I know, that sounds really cheesy and cliche, but I'm looking forward to the rest of my life, and that's a sentence I thought I wouldn't ever say a year ago. So much has changed and I'm so glad for it. I realized I actually like change, and that's great.
Really.
So now I'm off to put up with overly excited people when I'd rather be with John and the rest of this new group of people that I became friends with and they're really cool. I hate new years, I think it's fucking ridiculous how we make such a big deal out of the change of one day. I think it's a good time to think about all the shit you've done throughout the year, but it's not because another 365 days have passed that this is the only day to make a change in our lives, to start something new. It's stupid. Today is as good of a day to change, as is tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that. We let the rotation of our planet determine our lives, but fucking hell, we're the ones living it, we're the ones in control. I've made my new years resolutions already, goals that I want to achieve next year, because I didn't achieve them this year. They're reminders of the things that are most important to me, and also, I love making lists. And it's a tradition. But it's just dumb how we cling onto this date, how we use it as an excuse to seek our dreams this year like this is our last chance. It's not. Tomorrow is a day as well. Life doesn't have a fucking expiration date, and we don't need to be dictated by numbers we call days. Time is just a concept we created, if you think about it, it doesn't really affect anything, does it?

I watched mr. robot in a day and that's officially my new favorite tv show. As well as Quantico. I watched that in an afternoon. I'm going mad. I finished got. Finally. I'm happy.

Song of the day/year i guess: Revolt, by muse. That's one hell of a good song, and I think it sums up my year pretty well.

See ya later alligator,
Lorac xx