Don't faze me.

I am me
A normal girl with a spring on my feet.
Do not suppress my happiness with your cold remarks and harmful intentions.

This I know

Our memories will last indefinitely. I will never forget you though. It's not a promise. It's a truth. I'm not too sure if I like the sound of that, but it may be something that I should accept. And I accept. These feelings remain strong, but I can only pull away. I wish that one day I will get a chance--the liberty--to show them. Whether it's for you or another, I'm not worrying too much about the future.

Regrets? The norm.

I've been sleeping in my mom's room again. I used to sleep with my mom all the time when I was little. It was how I was raised so now I would be scared to sleep by myself. It's pathetic, but I can't help it. I feel the security of a well protected child when I sleep next to my mom. But lately I noticed that my mom has about 4 clocks in her room. The ticking sound basically ticks me off. Then I thought to myself, why does she put so many clocks in one room? Maybe because it is convenient for her. Wherever you are in the room, you can tell the time. If people haven't noticed, time actually go slower when you just constantly look at the clock and hand ticking sixty times can feel like forever. As you get older, you hope the days are longer, and you wish time would go slower. Therefore, you glance at the clock every second and you stay awake as much as you can.
We tend to take a lot of things for granted in our life and time is one of them. When we were just a child and a teenager, we hope for time to pass. As we approach the inevitable, we could only wish there were more time. Have we ever stop to think how important it is to take our time? But this is just how we are. Human. There's something about us that works like a system. We tend to take approaches that leads to dissatisfaction and disappointment. We are the epitome of regrets. We bathe in the lust of things taken for granted. Of course, we fail to realize. The beautiful thing is, in the end, we embrace our mistakes and look forward. It's systematic. It's life in the shoe of a human being. It can't be helped