First Impressions
It’s somehow funny how people would think I’m the innocent type towards everything. I find it sweet and rather hilarious when people look at me in astonishment whenever I came out with something considered taboo in a conversation. Or when they suddenly hear me saying the “F-word”. I don’t know if it’s my rather innocent feature or the fact that I don’t talk a lot during the first conversation or perhaps maybe I dwell more inside my head than join in the discussion. I sometimes wonder if it’s a bad thing. That I dwell inside my subconscious mind more when really, I should be attentive with my surroundings. Like, right now. I should have spend my last day off going out to the beach, talk to strangers about how the weather is horrible today. But no, instead I stayed at home, lay in my bed and stared on my Twitter’s timeline for hours asking myself questions which really I shouldn’t ask myself at the first place. Now, what’s the connection of Twitter and me being socially awkward and withdrawn? Yep. Nothing really! I just felt like saying those things about me because it seems pretty nice to start a post.
Damn, I suck at blogging!
(Source: jsevilla)
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