It’s 7:57 at the moment, and the sun’s setting, and the people working here at the airport have drinks. Bottled water, probably. I’ve been here since 9am, roughly. There was supposed to be a flight, but that got delayed. Twice. Because there are typhoons. How dangerous.
My brother is pretty good at finding people to play with. I can be reflective and stop here to start talking about how I’m not (good at finding anyone) (for anything), but that’s an old habit. A stupid habit. Like biting my nails. Things I should not be doing. A novel by Grace. My parents are also pretty good at finding a comrade. Not like it’s hard, what with pretty much the same type of people stranded here.
I’m currently situated by the air conditioner. It’s very cold. But there’s also a bunch of electrical outlets. There are more to my right, but they’re taken over by some older boys, so I’m kinda stuck here.
Which I am not exactly complaining about. Next flight’s at 3:40am. I will most likely be awake. This is an excuse to stay up super late, of course. Well… it’s not that late, I guess. It’s not like I’ve never done that before. Of course.
Now I have to think of something to do. Until it’s time to go. Realistically, the list would go like this:
2) Talking to people
3) Watching a movie
…or something to that extent. There’s not much to be done (that I haven’t done yet today). I should probably get to work then. So. Until then.
I somehow feel very accomplished. But also not, like I’ve just… de-aged. Which is how I should spend every birthday, to be fair. Pretending I’m ten years younger and pretending that I won’t regret anything.
I don’t suppose there’s anything from today that I’d regret yet, anyways.
Well, maybe I should’ve done more work, but it’s my birthday so I deserve to be a lazier piece of… laziness than usual, right?
Not to say that I’ve been unproductive today. It’s been a rather long day. I woke up before noon, fyi. That’s pretty impressive especially considering it’s me.
So it’s been a year. I’m 15. My sister says it’s old. “Halfway to thirty”. No, not really. I’m just celebrating my fifth birthday again.
I’m older than some of my favourite characters… I wonder what I did for my fifth birthday, though. I think I just stayed home with Gloria and ate cake. Oh yes, cake this year was good. Many things this year were good, I guess.
I wish I had a proper camera, because sitting on a piles of boxes placed at the edge of my desk is Kamen Rider Zangetsu with Kamen Rider Duke. ;A; I’m so happy that I have them both. You probably have no idea. Ryugen-Yomi is sitting further below, on a stack of sticky notes perilously perched on an empty yogourt container. All I desire is Zangetsu-Shin and possibly Ryugen… but if this is all, I’m content.
I’m very content. There are a bunch of nagging worries and thoughts wobbling around my current bubble of… contentness, though, which is a little scary. It’s probably gonna be worse tomorrow.
But I have pictures to placate myself with, so that’s, uh, mostly okay. Or so I’m trying to think.
There’s also about ten days until China, so I should start preparing…. if not physically, at least mentally. So (I should really stop ending posts with the same words, but it’s become a thing, you know? I’m also quite tired…):
I shalt proceed to get out of here and eat dumplings at our neighbours. But I am currently not doing that because…
…no legitmate excuse. Lately I’ve been thinking about what would happen if I failed.
But then I remember that, technically, I have failed, and am currently still failing. Which, although it doesn’t sound like a very encouraging thing, is something I’m okay with because it means there isn’t going to be a lot of change.
The fifteen minutes are almost over. Does this mean I’m going? Yes, it does. I’ll most likely write another post later.
Obligatory post. This year I received a bunch of things that I found extremely useful. Or maybe I’ve gotten less picky, I don’t know. There were the books I get every year, to further my collection (do I actually read the books, or do I just collect them?) (I do read them), some fancy clothes that I really like because I can be a cool person! Or at least look mature, which is also useful. I also received some jewellery and… paperweights? Decoratives? I don’t know but they’re cool. I’m lacking in squirrels, though.
Straight to your heart~! I’m extremely sensitive. In pretty much every way there is of defining that, especially about a person. Well, maybe not exactly senstive skin… but it is really soft! Just saying. I’ve sensitive teeth and a sensitive heart and mind and… hands. Heart especially, unless you don’t believe that your heart has feelings (since it is, after all, just a muscle), or mind. I remember everything people say to me, although usually just the happy, suspicious, or tramautizing things. If someone is my friend, then I guess I would remember… almost everything. Until they stop being my friend…
We~ll, since the beginning of this blog, I’ve been through a lot of schools. I really wanna talk to seven year old Grace though. Lately I’ve been thinking about this a lot more, like, meeting my younger selves. I doubt my younger selves would recognize me…. OTL. Maybe by grade seven self would, but I’m kinda overwhelmed by her. She’s extremely, uh, extreme. I think. Extremely embarrassing. In different aspects from me now, I think. But she’s prettier, and probably smaller. Sort of a romantic. Comversation would be weird.
At least I have answers to all the questions my younger selves might’ve asked. For example:
Q: Are you still friends with all my friends right now?
A: Accorrding to Facebook, yes.
Q: Do you have a boyfriend?
Q: Have you kissed someone?
A: Not since grade one, no.
Q: Are you smart?
Q: Have you written any books?
That’s not really a great representation of either Grace’s questiong asking abilities… but that’s all for now. : D
Anyways, I’ll make a 2015/New Year’s Resolutions post when the time comes. For now, I guess, enjoy the rest of your breaks. I think it may snow soon, it’s freezing cold where I am currently situated…
Decided to update some stuff. Revamp. I don’t even know. So . . . just a heads-up, I guess. Changing stuff around . . . without changing much. I want it to match my tumblr XD.
In other news: Grargh. Drawing is hard. It was really easy before – because before, I didn’t know what looked good and what didn’t. I just liked drawing, and it looked good to me. And as long as it looked good to me, not my mom or my sister, or my teacher, or my friends or the internet – as long as it looked good to me, it was good. I guess this is what happens when you go to school.
Oiya. So. I reread my diaries again XD. See, I’ve been writing for over a year, and I can read everyday to see what happened a year ago. It feels like so long ago, and I was so naive. Still am, actually. 2013 is the slowest year, I swear. February . . . seems so long ago. Seriously. But it’s only’ve been 7 months. And the first two weeks of school were the longest weeks of. My. Life.
Yeahhh so this is a mini-update now go crazy and tell me what you think, okay?