You can never procrastinate too hard

So lately I’ve doing nothing after school. I’d go to my practice as usually and then I’d get back and just watch Netflix. I completely ignore my homework until the next morning when it’s due. The problem is with this is that there isn’t a problem. If there was, I’d do my homework the night before. But because of this, I’m literally wasting away my life, which feels better than it sounds. Oh, and I’d stay up until around 2am in the morning scrolling through Tumblr.

I’m kinda dead.

But then not really.

this is the cutest thing ever omg

I think I need a problem to be able to fix my problems. You know what I mean? Such as this: I’ve got 30 minutes until a history test and instead of studying (I haven’t even looked at the material yet), I am writing on my blog. But yet somehow I still ace my tests – only in some subjects though.

Anyways I guess the point of this was just to say hi to you guys, I’m really bored even though I’ve got a load of stuff to do. When I think about doing it, my brain’s just like nah. It’s one of these days.

I knew it was going to be a horrible day when it started snowing in the middle of April. What the heck right, it’s Spring. I guess my area’s just in post-Winter-depression. Such a sad time.

Well time to try studying (more like Tumblr time).


The Anon

P.S. Does this blog even categorize into humor?


Back To School

Oh my god, I am freaking out. School starts next week and I have absolutely nothing prepared. Not even a checklist. And I leave in 3 days on a plane to New York. I still have my medical papers for a physician to fill in! I’d like to think I’m under stressing out because it sounds a lot worse than it is. I’m going to save my 500 page summer reading for the plane, which sounds like a good idea.

This is how I feel right now, but not as cute.

I’m sweating right now and it’s only 16 degrees. I’m being very paranoid, I tell you.

But the good thing is that I’ve managed to write two songs in a day, which usually takes me weeks to do that because I tend to drag it out. Pretty much, that’s the only thing I’m proud of.

Have you ever opened the fridge and it’s empty. Apart from a few juice cartons and food that required to be cooked? That’s me right now. I offered to go grocery shopping with my mom (I really have nothing to do.) so I could get food I like, but then she said that I wasn’t allowed to get “unhealthy foods”. What the flip (okay she was being totally reasonable), but can’t you see I’m dying here? No, probably not. I mean, I look pretty healthy.

Aside from that, my dad just won’t stop yelling. Especially when he’s frustrated, which leads to him losing his temper. I swear, he’s like a time-bomb just waiting to be ticked off.

Okay, whatever. I’m so over it. I have bigger problems to worry about. But I’m going to eat some cherries right now. I love cherries. (See mom? I’m eating healthy.) No, but seriously. I actually do.



The Anon

Sisterhood/Brotherhood of the World Bloggers Award

Wow, so I got nominated by Daniela, so a big thank you to her! Go check out her blog too, she’s super dedicated to it!

Rules of this award

1- Thank the blogger that nominated you and link back to their site.
2- Post the awards logo on your blog.
3- Answer the 10 questions you’ve been set.
4- Set 10 new questions for your nominees.
5- Nominate 10 bloggers

So my answers are:

1- Favourite clothing store?

I don’t have one, honestly all teenage clothing stores are really similar. But if I had to say, I’d choose maybe Hollister (because the smell is amazing) and Forever 21 because my best friend and me used to go there all the time, try on tons of clothes and just buy one from the pile.

2- Piece of clothing you couldn’t live without?

Undergarments. Duh. How uncomfortable would that be? 

3- Celebrity crush?

Dylan O’brien. He is King.

4- Favourite summer tune?

Currently it’s Flawless by The Neighbourhood.

5- Most embarrassing moment of the year?

When I ran across the school field naked. (If you’re thinking ‘really?’ It didn’t happen.) I don’t have a mortifying one I can think of, but I’ll go with the time when my best friend started screaming my name all over the shopping mall. (I found it hilarious actually.)

6- flats or heels?


7- What made you start your blog?

Me, I did. Well, of course, I mean who else would start my blog? No, but really I write in my journal a lot so I thought, why not share my feelings on the world wide internet, maybe I could be an inspiration.

8- Knees for boobs or boobs for knees?

Penises for fingers. Just joking, but me and my friend had this inside joke where I would ask her if she’d rather have penises for fingers or fingers for penises. Don’t question it.

9- Worst quality in a person?

The point where a person wants attention so much she/he’ll do anything for.

10- Favourite piece of jewelry?

I don’t like jewelry in general. They’re very annoying to maintain and then you have to keep track of them.

Now I’m going to nominate (I’m very aware it says ‘Sisterhood’, but I also have a ‘brotherhood’ of blogs and in no specific order):

Not Ours To Change

The Bloggess

The Howling Fantogs

sothisismyblog (I am allowed to nominate you, right?)

Commas and Ampersands

Highschool 101

A Pretty Penny

(I realize the rules say I have to nominate 10, but I only have 7. So whoops. “Rules are made to be broken”, but just don’t go killing someone now.)

The questions you have answer are:

1. What makes you happy?

2. Why do you blog?

3. Coke or Pepsi? (Choose Coke, Pepsi tastes like poop.)

4. Favorite go-to fast food restaurant. (Starbucks isn’t fast food by the way.)

5. If you could experience one day of fame, would you do it?

6. What TV shows you currently watch?

7. What’s the reason for/the story behind your blog name?

8. What’s one thing you would change if you could go back in time?

9. If you could wish for anything, what would it be? (You can’t wish for infinite wishes, greedy kids.)

10. Which one is better: having the ability to become invisible or to be able to fly?

Good luck with the questions!


The Anon

We Choose How Much Of The World We Let In

(I took this from a journal entry a few months ago, I’m typing it word by word. No hate, mate.)


March 9th, 2014

“Life goes on is a redundancy. Life is defined by its going on. We breathe in the world. We choose how much of the world we let in. We’re like insulators, all of us.” 

I don’t believe we always have a choice. There is always a choice, but that doesn’t mean it’s ours to make. Fate doesn’t exist. It’s just something we say to comfort ourselves when things go wrong, or when they end up the way that makes us happy. But that’s not fate, that’s just the future. (“The future is composed of nows.” Taken from Emily Dickinson’s quote, “Forever is composed of nows.” I prefer mine because it’s just more solid to grasp.) 

So many of us need a huge mistake to right our wrongs, but we should be doing that in the first place. We shouldn’t need a cause for our actions.

Yet we do.

We rely on everything too much. We’re so selfish that we don’t even see that not everything has something to rely on.

Sometimes, it’s okay to let go.

Sometimes, when we care too much, we end up hurting everyone around us. But sometimes, it’s okay to care.

Embrace your fears, control them. The only thing you should fear is fear itself. You are your own downfall.


(Yeah, this is kind of dark. If any of you found this even remotely interesting, please do tell me. I have a lot more entries like this and I don’t mind posting them. I find it easier and less stressful to write things on paper. My dad has a friend over at our house and he’s staying with us for a couple days, but he just sits on the couch on his phone all day. Antisocial much? It’s not like I can talk. On with playing guitar now, I’m out.)



The Anon

Online Band Jam

So last year, I had this obsession with bands. Not just listening to them, but I wanted to be in one too.

Who needs a social life when you can have bands?

I did some digging and found this cool, trustworthy website where you could meet people online and start your own band. So I thought, why not? So I signed up and did my whole profile page and everything.

Then, after some time introducing myself and contacting existing bands I got a reply back. They wanted me as their lead singer (I don’t even remember what the band was called). So after a few emails I told the guy I had an original song they could use. I sent him the recording so he and the guys could sort out how to match all the instruments with it.

The result was…not so good. The drums weren’t really in time and the electric guitar covered most of the voices. I kind of cringed when I heard it. Not to be insulting but it was true. Afterwards, I gave them some feedback and they said that we could try again. So I wrote them another song, one that was more upbeat. The result still wasn’t impressive. The band just drifted apart after that and I haven’t gotten in contact with them since.

But then, a few months ago I stumbled across this guy’s Soundcloud account and realized he was an old bandmate. I looked through his profile and I found the song we did together but instead, it was just him. I felt used and somehow insulted at that point because he didn’t mention anything and took all the credit for himself and listed the song as ‘his’. That song didn’t happen to be one of my proudest ones so I decided not to make a deal out of it and let it go. But truth is, it still sucks because I spent time and effort on it.

The song, called ‘Winter Wonderland’, (no, it’s not a Christmas song) was originally dedicated to a friend who passed away a year ago. So it meant something to me. However, that’s all in the past now and I have no idea what even inspired me to write all of this. Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve still got interest in this ‘band stuff’. I actually spend too much time on the internet, (this I know as a fact) so I come across knowing a lot of people online. The thing is with the online world is that you never know when people come and go, they could be here today and gone tomorrow; they could be who they say they are or someone else completely. But at the end of the day, they might just think they same about you too.

(Hey, I just realized I used an Eminem lyric in that last paragraph.)


The Anon

Happy Little Pill

I finally did it: uploaded my first Youtube video.

Now I just have continue doing it. That’s going to be a challenge.

Basically what I did was a cover of Happy Little Pill by Troye Sivan. It’s my favorite song at the moment, so I thought, why not? But like everything I’ve done in the past year, I might end up giving it up.

I hope I don’t.

Anyway, talk about stressful. I’ve got a week to finish my summer reading, which I haven’t even started yet and I’ve got to finish my doctor’s check up and forms for my new school.

My new school looks great actually. But the only thing I’m having a problem with is the dress code. It’s formal, which basically means nothing in my wardrobe suits it. I have to go shopping. One thing I hate doing is shopping for clothes for a purpose. It’s almost impossible to find what you’re looking for.

You ever see something when you don’t need it, but then when you’re looking for it, it’s nowhere to be seen? Yeah, that’s my experience so far with school clothes. I have zero pieces of clothing for school.

So, my parents are shipping me off to this preppy boarding school in the US. I lived in China before all of this and now I’m halfway around the world. Before I was in China, I was here in Canada. Now I ditched my home in China and my ‘home’ is in Canada, but it doesn’t even feel like home. It’s just a house. I miss all my friends back at the International School I went to. See the thing with International Schools is that people come and go. I bet once I get back a few years later most of my friends would have probably already left. Not only did I ditched my home, I ditched my friends too.

I feel like I dropped everything to go to a place I’m not even sure I’m going to fit in. I hope it’s damn near worth it.


The Anon

ALS Ice Bucket Challenge

Just a casual post today. My last two posts were no fun. Has anyone done the ice bucket challenge yet? I got nominated but I’m not doing it. I donated but I’m not up for pouring ice water over myself. Nope.

Or maybe I’m just being a killjoy. (It doesn’t look that bad, does it?)

Honestly I don’t really get the ice bucket challenge. Yeah, I get the fact that it’s to raise awareness and donate money. I think that’s great! But teenagers (mostly) have sort of turned it into a game with the nominations and such. Really, it’s just my opinion and I do have a few. But it’s kind of bothering me because I know a lot of people just did the challenge and haven’t donated.

However, it’s still spreading awareness so I have nothing against it. What do you guys think?



The Anon

Thought of the day

I thought I’d do a ‘thought of the day’ today. Originally, I thought of this a few weeks ago but I’m going to use it now.

“Everything is beautiful from a distance; but the closer you get, the more cracks you see, and the less beautiful it becomes.”

It’s my own quote. But I thought it was very insightful. How many times do we look at people we know and know them of the things they’ve done?

Take actors for an example. The multiple roles they play lead us to assume that that’s their personality. Even we try and convince ourselves not to, we still see them as the character they’ve played. Except it’s only their mask.

It’s friends as well. Strangers even. When we get a very nice first impression from someone, we see them as how they want to be seen. But as time passes, we realize how different they can be. That’s when the cracks start showing.

The only way to understand and accept someone’s flaws is to accept your own. The cracks each one of us has is how we can see each other’s flaws.

(I do realize I might have drifted off a bit.)

It takes a lot of courage to admit your own flaws.

Take my advice: don’t see your flaws as a disability, see them as a part of you that makes you human.


The Anon

My Dream

When I was a little kid, I dreamed of making it big, that I’d perform my own songs in front of big crowds. But now that I grew up, I realize exactly how far away that journey is. And doubting it’s worth.

Stars get to make money for doing something they love doing (or so I hope). I admire them for that. I also admire people who haven’t made it big, but are performing on sidewalks because they’re doing what they love.

I used to think dreaming was a way to escape reality. But now I realize that I was really just turning a blind eye on it. We’re all real, I think the sooner we accept that the less we’ll feel disappointed. The thing about imagining is that it takes imagination to make something real, although what you achieve will never be how you imagined it will be.

I started writing songs when I was 13. I even taught myself how to play the guitar to help my write songs. I guess I was still lost in my dreams in being a star. Now I’m doubting everything. My mom told me last night that I needed a foundation for a job in the future.

The future is composed of nows. So what we’re doing now is the future. The thing with music industries is that it’s really unstable; especially making your way to the top and getting known. I’m not sure I’m ready to cope with that.

However, I’ll still continue songwriting. It’s what I like doing. So is singing.

I’m still growing up; I’ve still got choices. Maybe one day, I’ll make the right one.



The Anon

You can’t deny my love

Man, this is annoying. My mom’s convinced I need to exercise, (which I probably do), so she made me bike 10 miles.

See, the thing with exercising is that it should be fun, but apparently that’s not the case for me.

Well yeah, I mean if you sign me up for soccer or something as exercise, I’d probably love it. I just can’t stand doing an ‘alone’ exercise.

So after, I come home sweaty and feeling completely horrible. Me being me, the first thing I ask for is food and she rejects me! Then she goes on about how I need to stay fit.

Um, mom, I’m pretty sure I’m not overweight. But nope, no food.

I don’t know if you’ve tried this, but as a kid (like when I was 12), I tried to maintain a running schedule. Needless to say, that obviously failed. Otherwise my mom wouldn’t be doing this to me now.

And then there’s always the juggle between junk food and staying healthy.

Yeah, my life story up there. I have stashes of m&m’s, oreo’s, chips etc. hidden in multiple places in my room. How do I have that and stay healthy? Well, I don’t.

Too bad, mom. Guess you can’t deny my love for food.



The Anon