A little crimson-red couch has space for three people to sit on. One could also sleep on it. The faded and beaten-up leather texture, and the slanted and overly soft cushion reflected its many years of use. It was just an old and ordinary couch, but with an extraordinary story. This is the story of the couch and me.
Why do we fall? So we can learn to pick ourselves up. ~Alfred from Batman Begins
You have heard this before. You need to eat healthily, develop good habits and cut bad ones, be more mindful of the present moment, and all the other yada yada. You know this, I know this. I mean it is everywhere.
ALTHOUGH the Finnish Independence Day is already over and Christmas is soon here, I can't hold my mind not to write how great the day was here in Leiden, Holland. Our celebration took place in the local student bar, the Pelibar. It is one of the best places to have fun in Friday night. But what was peculiar in the night was the chain of events that lead everyone there.
The early begging experiences begin with ourselves. We beg for sweets from our parents in the shop and throw tantrums if we don't get what we want. Sooner or later we begin to understand that this is not the way to go. There are better manipulation tactics like the nonverbal cute-dog-face expression. And once real life begging didn't pan out for me in the early years, it then extended into the virtual realm.
I thought I was going to write something during the summer about something. Of psychology, interesting experiences, thoughts. ...whatever really. I lacked motivation and my mind was busy elsewhere... This goes to show that thoughts and plans may not go as one would want. Especially when they are just that: just thoughts and incomplete plans. However, I wrote all my thoughts on my digital notebook, and now it is time to write again. Beginning, with summer.
TL;DR. I didn't stop blogging. I talk of habit creation. Psychology doesn't apply to individuals as much as it does to people as a whole. Pros and cons of moving from shared to single room. Decorating is cool. Everything you do boils down to prioritizing. Do you own a bitchin' attitude?
Fifteen years old, young and naivë, I participated in the Finnish Lutheran tradition, the confirmation class. It was the last step before I had the right to marry: as if I was going to meet a girl anyways, not to mention marry, ever.
As a beginner writer, I am still trying to find my ways of blogging. One is what to write of, and two is how to write, but now time has come to have deeper look on blog photos. Alas, I decided to delete the photos on previous posts and I won't have any photos on future posts.