Big slippers! Wearing my older brother’s slippers made me realize how much my life is like the slippers. They’re big, and so is life. But sometimes, deapite how big life can be, there’s always that one place you’ll belong to and fit in to. You just have to go look for the right fit. #slippers #randomthoughts #random #thoughts (Taken with instagram)
Old school love #chucks #sweater #cardigan #prints #random #outfit (Taken with instagram)
People address me differently. Some call me by Jinn, others call me by my given name: Genett. Unless you’re my instructors who use my surname to ask me to answer but that’s not part of this.
Sometimes, it makes me think that Jinn and Genett are two completely different people. Two different personalities in one body. No, not that I’m saying that I have split personality. It’s just that, I act according to what name they address me.
When people call me Jinn (sometimes Jinny) I get playful. It’s as if Jinn is the child in me. The one who likes to goof around a lot, who laughs, who plays.
But once you address me as Genett, it’s as if I age up a little. I nod, I raise my eyebrows like a skeptic would. I get a little bit formal when talking with others.
I don’t know if others notice this. Or maybe, I’m just thinking too much lately.
My facebook status since yesterday: I am saddened by the state of the nation. With what just happened, what future do we have? It’s a traumatic drama, what more for the children and the other tourists that got out alive?
This was liked by our college publication advisor, Miss Angela Chamos. She even commented: I “liked” this post not because I’m happy about the hostage tragedy… I liked it because there are still people in the world who can still exhibit sympathy. Proud of you Jinny…
I have always been apathetic when it comes with issues concerning the Philippine society. Even when I first started college, almost three (3) years ago, I didn’t really care. All I wanted to go home.
However, as time passed, I realized that one way or another, I had to care about what was happening around me. Tragedies and successes of the country affects me too. Though it might not have happened to me, somehow, I started to feel the lose and triumphs one experiences.
Something about the Quirino Grandstand hostage drama pulled my heartstrings and broke my heart. The lose of the Hong Kong people, I understand how they feel. The anger that they are feeling, we must also understand.
But for now, all we can do is sympathize with them because their grief is our grief too.
most of the time, I feel like my major doesn’t really fit me, or who I am as a person.
The hypocrisy of it is just not me. All those deadlines, those sleepless nights and bloody scripts!
I must say that I’ve never really given much thought on what I’ve wanted to take. I didn’t really see the gravity of it; of what it’ll actually do to my future. It’s just lately, I’ve realized, I just want to paint and do what I wanna do.
Advertising? I only loved it because I kept on drawing and filming and taking pictures. That’s the only part I love about my course. The only problem about it is that I have to take every class in it, such as broadcast journalism, which is not me. I don’t like being in front of the camera, I’d rather be behind it.
And honestly, I’d rather write and read literature than current events.
This is me, in all honesty, right now. Sad to say, my dad will never understand it. And there’s no other way for me out of college except finish this course I’ve started.
Today just wasn’t my day.
I woke up late to start it off. And, I couldn’t even get a ride! All the cabs were hired and I was in a hurry! Adding to that, I totally forgot about the Smart Seminar! Oh and to make it worse, I had an exam at another university where I was cross-enrolling.
I’m feeling sleepy right now and starting to feel sick.
Are there any holidays or day-off soon?
JINN!
What is wrong with thee?!
You’ve been sleeping most of the time and not paying attention! Concentrate!!
So, you might have been doing your 30 Days Drawing challenge but that ain’t enough! Get yourself together!
Post the drawings up! Pick up that pen and start writing again! Is there something wrong with Nikki? Pick him up and take pictures!
Jeez, I swear, it’s irritating being you! Breath in and let it all go!
You can do it!
much love
yourself
