artist/band: The Civil Wars
telly on: on everything Josh Hutcherson
soundtrack: Summer House - Gold Motel
flick: Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961)
book: Star Girl - Jerry Spinelli


"The fool looks at a finger that points to the sky."

- Amelie





You know I love you, don't be a fool.

Kira de Ocampo. Singer-Songwriter. Creative Writing student in UP Diliman. I am basically a grandma inside a 21-year-old body.



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the doldrama - spending the last few remaining days of "no classes"
the dance - in my life - the beatles


today's june the 5th. 5 days after may, and 5 days since june.


and i'm here infront of the pc, posting another yet one of those "posts" for this "blog", with one final thought in mind. creepy. strange as it seems. devastatingly saddening, and yet still comes to one point or another: "Summer is OFFICIALLY over."


as i sigh heavily, reminiscing the days of the good ol' summer cliche, i've yet delved deeper into realizing all the stuff, in a wide range of shapes and sizes, that i've learned.


some disappointing. some exhilarating. some stirring. some grand. some wide. some still unknown. some weird. some extraordinary. some astonishing. some minute. some self-erudite. some depressing. some dismal. and some are just precisely...really weird.


so this summer, i have learned that...


... Everything happens for a reason. in this life, everything has a purpose. it may be for the betterment of yourself, or for some simple reasons anonymous. and when it's for the good of you, God doesn't care whether you're good about it or not. Why? Because He's the Boss. and you're just HIS employee. it's a good thing that you're safe and secure with one thing to be sure of. "He's got everything taken care of for you because He knows what's best."


... Some things are best saved for later. realationships? LATER.


... What goes around, comes around. no, it's not karma. it simply just"what you sow, you reap." beacuse it just is. don't you think so?


... Life is like a box of chocolates. You'll never know what you're gonna get. seriously. no fronting. it may be a line from some real huge blockbuster success, but you'll really never know. things just come and go. in and out. in timings at just the least expected.


... Practice makes... well, perfect. i think it's because i suck bad in playing the violin. so i guess i just better practice. practice. practice. and... well... practice.


... If you meet the younger sib of the guy who tore you apart, it's not you who'll feel uneasy. It's him. 'Nuff said.


... Wait. and wait some more. if you don't, you'll miss the things that are really for you. even if you think you took the right choice in giving in, soon you'll end up regretting it. like me.



finally, summer has come to an end. and either you like it or not, it just has to. hey, it will always come back for some next years. but for now, goodbye SUMMER. and hello WHATEVER.



safe sailing,
katy.*

Labels: lessons, summer, swing, tweaks, whatever

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