The beginning

I’m cleaning up my life, starting with my room. There was an unbelievable amount of rubbish that I’ve hoarded throughout the years. Letting go of them was harder than I thought; despite them being rubbish, I seem to have grown attached to the littlest things. Throwing these tiny little pieces of my life away tied a knot in my stomach somehow.

I’ve seen Sarah and Devin in BSC today. Lovely catching up with Devin before he’s leaving for Australia. We’ve always been quite an odd couple of friends. With Devin I can literally be the most idiotic and random prick in the world and he’d be completely cool with it. Walking around into random stores and criticise funny looking things is our expertise. I haven’t seen Sarah for quite some time now and surprisingly we had more in common than I’ve expected (mainly because we watch the same youtube channels and idolise the same twins tehee). She’s a lovely kid and I hope she’ll grow to have more confidence in herself. So after leaving BSC we got changed and stopped at J&R and Julie encouraged me to take a Sambuca shot. What a memorable experience as that sticky liquid made its way down my throat! The sweetness of anise is one of those flavour that haunts you for the rest of your life, and I don’t mean in a good way. It’s not a traditional sweetness but rather an odd one that obviously does not fit with the percentage of alcohol it contains.

Freedom feels good, yet strange on so many levels. Distractions don’t seem half as tempting as they were during exam period and motivation does not return instantaneously. Being one that is constantly haunted by the idea of wasting her life, I sure am wasting a large part of my life away right now by constantly being on my phone and computer. Bizarrely ordinary things like checking Facebook and Twitter and Instagram could easily burn away a day; while for a day, I could climb a mountain, go hiking, start a bon fire, lie under a starry sky, dance in the rain, countless number of things that I am meanwhile missing out on. What am I doing with my life? I crave adventures, so go on, stop being so lazy and scared, get out there, be terrified of changes, struggle so hard to adapt that you cry, miss the soft mattress at home and appreciate strangers’ companies.