Many many times, I’ve picked up my laptop to write here but could never get myself to do that. As I promised, I’ll always come back. So, I tried and tried and tried, and now I’m back.
I miss myself. I’m crying really hard as I type this. It’s not because I’m sad right now, it’s just that the floodgate of my eyes got too full today. Obviously, it’s inevitable that tears would flow. What, did you expect me to force my eyes shut and let the tears sink back in? That would be destructive.
Hey, I also created a playlist and titled it “To cry and live”. The first two songs are my favorites and are both from my fav Kdramas Twenty-Five, Twenty-One and Call It Love. Coincidentally, they were sung by the same artist; Wonstein. What are the odds???
Asides from the fact that I really needed a good cry, the last two episodes of Call It Love were the cause of my overflowing floodgates. It was a happy ending. Before it got to that part, though, it was unbearably sad. I felt so much for Woojoo and Dongjin who I felt deserved to love each other in peace forever and ever. So, I cried because of this. A beautiful reconnection of the both of them happened at the tail end of the drama. So, I cried harder because of that too and to emphasize that the first set of tears was just not enough. In fact, I sobbed and wailed because it was just so beautiful, and I loved it for them.
I respect the writers, directors, actors, and everyone else involved in creating this masterpiece. It made me think again about writing stories. I was also grateful to them for not giving it a heart-wrenching end as Kwon Do Eun did for Twenty-Five, Twenty-One. I’ve come to terms with the tragic ending of that drama, but it was not an easy process, I’ll tell you that.
You’ll hear from me more often. To you and me, I promise to always come back here and write all that is in my heart. Too mushy? Get used to it; you’ll hear me saying more heartfelt stuff quite often ??
Some life updates:
I finished school! Yaaayy. I completed my project last December after almost breaking my back to pieces and loving every single moment (only about 53%, for realz) of the entire process. I’ll talk about this one of these days
I got a job as a product designer in February! Can you believe this? I’m still processing this
I moved back to my Daddy’s house after discovering that living alone was not that great ?
I have almost gotten my driver’s license. Your girl will soon start driving the streets and express of Lagos instead of jumping buses and almost exchanging swears with people that are as angry and frustrated as me
I’ve been posting positive tweets in Jesus’s name since January:
I want to talk about physics next time. I can’t express how much I’ve missed missed missed saying this ??
These are 500 words (or more ?)! Talk to you tomorrow!
