Good things come unto those who wait
Sometimes, I'm surprised with the amount of free time I have. Even with Mon-Sat 7am-4pm schedules, I seem to have enough time for... things other than schoolwork. Of course, that just means I procrastinate schoolwork tremendously.
And sometimes I get the feeling that the universe is actually working for me; that even when I'm neck-deep in pressure, I still wade through alive; that even when I manage to screw things up, something happens to reverse it.
Maybe I'm just a lucky boss monster. Or maybe I'm just overestimating the good things that happen to me.
(But if karma is anything to believe in, should I be scared of what happens in the future?)
xoxox
DAY 2: Talk about your piercings or tattoos, if you have any.
The only piercings I have are on the ears, which weren't a conscious choice but my lola and parents' decision. I had them as far back as I remember.
My first earrings were an heirloom passed on to girls of my mother's side of the family. I never took them off, even when taking a bath or sleeping (maybe bc I didn't know how to work the lock). I passed them on to my younger cousin when I turned fifteen.
Mama got me white-gold earrings afterwards, but it only took a year before I lost one (maybe bc I finally knew how to work the lock). Nowadays I don't think I have anything real, and I very rarely wear whatever earrings (and other jewelry) I have. I used to feel incomplete without ring earrings, but people... move on :D
Just borrow Mama's if I need to.