Mission: It's Possible

It's that time of the year again! As another year approaches, we just can't help but look back at how we spent our year. The New Year has become a sorry excuse for people to make promises and resolutions to make their lives better, to make the new year far greater than the past ones. Let's get real though--not everybody can fulfill those resolutions. 

What's really amazing, though, is that no matter how many New Years have passed, how many plans we've made, and how many times we've failed, we always choose to try again. It's both a good and a bad thing, I know. But what the hell, right? I, for one, think this year will be different. I've already started in the last few months, and it's been shaky, but it only proved that it really is possible for me to "change" and stick to my plans.

Ready? I am.

Photo D // It's a Wednes-date!

Hey! Finally gonna start on my attempt at blogging about my fashion experiences. But I think I should say beforehand that my phone camera's not really that impressive compared to that of a DSLR camera, or a mere digital camera, or even that of the latest iPhone.

Oh, and by the way, I thought I'd just make my fashion-attempt blog posts into a photo diary of some sort. And it starts now!

A brief explanation for my title, "It's a Wednes-date!":

So it's Wednesday (duh), and I wore this outfit because I wanted to try something different from my usual attires, and to try out the new vintage jumper I bought at a thrift shop here in Cebu. After I put on my outfit, someone told me that I looked like I was going out to some date with my friends. So voila! It's a Wednes-date!

 

 

 

Jumper - Vintage

Polka dot pullover - Twylascloset

Clutch - Vintage

Loafers - Artwork

P.S. Okay I know you might be thinking that my poses are pretty much the same, 'cause I do too. Huhu in my defense, 1. I wasn't thinking of posting this on my blog, 2. I was rattled because I suddenly forgot the poses I see on instagram (haha), and 3. I didn't get many pictures, really. Till my next--and hopefully better--post!

 Myles C A 

Pop! There goes my Idea Balloon

Hey, I'm back to blogging and I have a confession I'd like to make.

See, only recently have I followed Instagram accounts of fashion enthusiasts. And with every post I look at as I scroll down, I imagine that I'm the one wearing those clothes, posing that pose, and captioning "Something new is up on my fashion blog!" Haha! Crazy, right?

So anyway, there I was, looking at photos of an account of an incredibly stylish person, admiring and criticizing like I knew something about fashion, when a ludicrous idea popped in my head. It appeared like a Broadway sign, seemingly shouting at me with its bold, all caps font saying, "Why don't you make a fashion blog?"

Ha! No thanks, I said to myself. It is already impossibly hard to maintain this blog, why would I bother making another one? Right?

Besides, I don't have that much clothes, and resources to buy more. My closet consists only of about three jeans, a bunch of shirts, a couple of dresses... well you get the picture. Having a fashion/travel/lifestyle blog entails having time to 1. buy clothes, 2. mix 'n' match to create some style, 3. create a post about what the style is about, 4. basically maintain the blog.

And apparently, with my hard-to-follow schedule, my actual life outside the social networking world, my not-really-so-stylish sense of fashion, and my lack of resources, I will eventually fail coping with the four points I enumerated above.

My resolution, and hey it's not a pretty bad idea at all, is to just add some posts here--when I have the time to--about some attempts at being a fashion enthusiast.

I do so hope that I'll succeed. Or at least I'd look like some idiot with style. Toodles!

 Myles C A 

Su-PAPA-rman the Great

This is Commander Laloy, the only Super in my life. Best papa ever!

I'm tired of the reactionary students I see every single fucking day.

Laundry Day! (Ugh)

Today was laundry day. And for the first time in a month (or two),  I finally washed all my clothes and left no dirty piece behind. Except, of course, the ones I'm wearing.

While I was caught up doing my laundry (concert) with me singing The End on the top of my lungs, a million thoughts came and went inside my head.

One moment I was thinking about the last few weeks before classes begin, and what I wanted to do with them. The next thing I knew, I was thinking about how I can contribute to my org, and how big the responsibility of being the secretary general is. My thoughts are practically on shuffle if they were songs on any playlist.

So tonight, I look back to my laundry day as another experience to draw lessons from.

And the most applicable lesson for me is... never wait too long to wash your clothes because you might end up with a mountain of used clothing, and get really tired after washing them all.

It's the same thing with our emotions. Whether it be anger, sadness, envy, or whatever (negative or positive) emotion there is, when you keep it all inside you for some considerable period of time, the results can be quite a pain in the ass.

We all have a breaking point, just like there will always be a time when we badly need clean clothes, and trust me, it's gonna be exhausting cleaning up the mess. So you better not keep it to yourself too long, or else... you know the rest.

And I, on the other hand, will definitely try to wash my clothes at least once a week. God forbid there be another day I curse my laziness, and wear something not worth an #OOTD post.

#Awkward

Are you familiar with the series called Awkward? I've been hooked to it for two days now. And surprisingly, I stopped at season three's tenth episode.

The main reason why is that I really think it's been revolving too much about skank reflex. (Read: sex and the like). But that's not the point of why I even wasted my time making a post about it.

Apparently, it's been a long time since I tried writing a sensible article on my blog. And the bizarre thing is, even if I thought watching more episodes would be a total waste of time, I think I learned a thing or two from this TV series. So I decided to come back to writing and make Awkward my comeback entry.

Before I start babbling about the serious stuff like the boring realizations I had, I would just like to say that the main character of this story, Jenna, inspired me to start writing on my blog more often. I think I finally came to my senses that writing about it could actually help me when I'm going through some tough times, or not.

Going back to the main point of my post (Wow, I really do make a long intro), I realized a few things from watching it:

1. A lot of people really have a way of going into one's head. And this is very applicable to our generation. Have you noticed how the social media is full of quotes to supposedly encourage us to "be ourselves"? Take this famous saying that goes, "We're young, and we make mistakes". This, for one, creates the illusion that it's okay to make mistakes because we're young. But the truth is that we all do make mistakes regardless of how old we are--because it's part of being human to err, then at least have the balls to become better.
2. (Closely related to the previous number, here's my next realization.) We tend to make excuses for us to convince ourselves that it's okay to commit a guilty pleasure, or at least to make us feel better when we've done so, or made mistakes. We've all become cowards because we can't even admit our mistakes. I, for one, have issues with swallowing my fucking pride and making amends. But whether we like it or not, the truth that we messed up will always come creeping behind us even when we've done everything to kick it out of our lives. The only way to permanently get rid of the guilt or whatnot is to man up and admit the mistake, (fix whatever needs fixing, or do whatever is necessary to make yourself feel better,) and move on.
3. Sadly, instead of being polite and brave, we all wallow in the pool of desperation, waiting for some luck at either redeeming ourselves or settling nasty (and personal) stuff. And unfortunately, this leads to dramatic posts on Facebook or Twitter (or any other social networking site) about it. For example, I once posted a tweet about someone and it was quite nasty. That I'm-not-saying-this-directly-to-you-but-I-hope-you-read-this-because-it's-definitely-for-you kind of tweet. Guess where that landed me? About four months on planet Cold War with my best friend. And I can only tell you, no matter who you wanted to criticize, or probably trash talk on, the results of not personally (and perhaps, privately) confronting the other party is devastating. (In one way or another.) Aside from that, it's just plain annoying seeing posts like that... and reading the comments of human piranhas just waiting for more gossip they could poke their nose in.
4. Relationships without honesty and trust will never work--no matter how much you think you love that person (or in Awkward, no matter how amazing the sex is). It will only reek of insecurities, doubts, and probably deception. And there's not only a high chance of deceiving your partner, but there's also a high chance of you deceiving yourself. 

Yikes, this post is longer than I planned. Meh. Maybe that's how insightful I can get. Or not.