Saturdays are sacred. No matter how busy life gets or how tedious things become, Myk and I always make it a point to go out, catch a movie, pig out and take photos. But the best thing about Saturdays is that I get to have long conversations with Myk, conversations that always have a tinge of emotional unloading, whining and self-realizations. Myk's not just my boyfriend and best friend sometimes. He's also my shrink, albeit a cost-free one.
I was in a contemplative mood earlier and asked Myk why I'm such a push-over sometimes. Or why I make it a point to ask people how they are, if they're feeling okay or if they need someone to talk to but seldom gets it in return. How, in retrospect, I'm seldom asked how I'm feeling, if everything's going on smoothly in my life or if there's any emotional turmoil I'm going through. I wonder why I have acquired the habit of putting everything and everyone above my own feelings just because I don't like to bother people with my own problems.
Sometimes, I wonder if it's my own doing, making myself look cheerful and putting on a brave face all the time that people don't feel the need to offer their shoulder to cry on.
Who I am now is the complete antithesis of who I was 10 years ago. The strain of responsibility and the culture shock of adulthood made me a different person. I'm just thankful I have people like Myk around me who keeps me tethered to my sanity and propels me forward, thankful that no matter how people come and go in my life sometimes, how I become dispensable to others, there are always people who remain constant.
Sudden photo of a goat just to stop me from tearing up while writing this. lol! A couple of baby goats, I believe they're called kids, kept leaping at us while taking photos, that for a moment I thought they were feral. lol! Do goats even become feral?
Sorry for the melodrama. Life has been hectic and taxing these days that I refuse to allow this blog to be boxed into the 'fashion blogging only' category. A girl needs an outlet for her endless supply of feels, you know.
But anyway, moving on...
Donned yet again another preppy ensemble. I hope you're not bored with it yet because I certainly haven't exhausted my preppy get-ups, meaning there's more to come. And I got myself a new leather rucksack. Nothing like thrifting to keep my spirit up.
So what have you guys been up to? If you feel like ranting about your own emotional woes, I have a deep threshold for that. I'll be your agony aunt!