i speak...
i'm an open type of person. i speak out my emotions
usually pero i can be very private at times. i love to
dance and to sing
and i love the company of my friends and my family.
i'm an overly talkative, compassionate dreamer, a
romantic at heart.
i'm a writer too.
words i'd love to live by/tara-inspired
i will create my day
i will create my reality, moment to moment
i will change my mind
i will open myself to the infinite realm of possibility
i will leave room for auspicious coincidence
i will not decide what is next
i will not decide what is real
i will not expect
i will have confidence
i will boycott self-doubt
i will have confidence to go beyond hesitation
i will not be afraid to be afraid
i will remember who I am
oh, yeah. i will also have fun...
i love...
GOD
my family
net-surfing
reading young adult books
music
movies and tv
i must admit. my life is going somewhere wrong right now when supposedly i should be towards an easy road to graduation. i guess the problem is with me. i'm procrastinating, lazy, as delinquent as one could imagine. i mean why now? it's supposed to be the last sem of my college days. i just hope it's the last.
i've been having lots of problems too lately. can you believe i'm moving out 2 weeks prior to the end of the school year? and that my precious phone just got stolen not less than 30 hours ago? with it i lost 3 of my simcards, the whole contact list and pictures, text messages and most importantly, all the memories. i had to start my phonebook from scratch and use my mom's phone consequently. luckily, my mom got my line saved so i'm using my same number.
anyways, do i sound like someone who just have time for her blog when flooded by problems? i certainly hope not. not when i'm currently disobeying my parents and staying up late again. *winkwink*
kel and i just celebrated our half-year anniversary 2 days ago. it was an ironic day again, me losing my phone and all when i should be celebrating.
"As happens sometimes a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment. And then the moment was gone."
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