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aweeklyme-blog · 5 years ago
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another thing about being single
i have never been in any romantic relationship
and i have learnt being single is great for me to overcome everything as an individual
sometimes i am jealous of couples 
going out on streets
visiting a place
accompanying
trying new restaurant
talking and sharing shits
sometimes i do wish i have someone i can just ring up for no reason and get spoil by that individual
but at the end i’m quite used to having my own comfortable space without any invader
laying down, watching kdrama and jdrama and hollywood films while being a potato
i’m still satisfied with this much enjoyment
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aweeklyme-blog · 5 years ago
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new school, school again
i’m not quite excited about my new school year
i’m studying arts but i’m a bit worry bout the chinese language
i hope the assignments are in english
and i won’t screw up
and it takes 1hr for me to reach the college
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aweeklyme-blog · 5 years ago
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night comes early when
i can’t fall alseep at night
when i wake up i see the sun for few hours then the moon shows up
i can’t help but lose my sleep 
numbness at life
i live on moon
my days are nights
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aweeklyme-blog · 5 years ago
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my little bedroom is my space
when i have nothing to do i choose to lazy around
watch films
listen to songs
eat junks
think about how fat i am getting
i don’t have a reason to go out
i can’t fall asleep anywhere from 10pm-4am
my wake up hour is between 2pm-5pm
i don’t have friends to go out with
it feels empty
i don’t mind lazying around
i’m not sure if i am looking froward to a new start at school
because i’m so used to lazying around
i hope i can sleep better and eat on time
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aweeklyme-blog · 5 years ago
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July’s patreon poll winner
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aweeklyme-blog · 6 years ago
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HOLY SHIT
I’m still single. I’m super single. 
Who else has been single their whole life?
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aweeklyme-blog · 6 years ago
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aweeklyme-blog · 6 years ago
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My love,
thank you
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aweeklyme-blog · 6 years ago
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aweeklyme-blog · 6 years ago
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Sunday, when I meet dad
Almost every Sunday, we are supposed to meet up with dad. To have lunch or dinner with him and his wife. Living with divorced parents can be complicated in many ways. There are always sides to take. Always needing to consider and think about the time we are spending with them is enough for them or are we neglecting either of them. There are things to think about. Their age and we as a child of theirs, are we treating them nicely enough. Being aware of parents hard labour at their workplace, makes me want to treat them better. But because they are my parents and they have been taking care of us since the day we were born. I do feel guilty for getting angry at them and shouting at them because they did give me sadness and anger, too. The emptiness they made me feel as I was growing up, gave me the courage or an excuse to ignore them when they are talking about stuff I’m sick of hearing. Sometimes, I won’t even care about them. Ignoring their phone calls just because I’m sleepy or I just don’t want to hear their voice because it’ll irritate me a lot. Looking at myself, I don't want to have a child of my own nor ever get married to anyone. I’m probably like this because they didn’t know how to teach us, how to talk to us, a child at the time. And then I end up being this asshole myself. Even though sympathizing is one of my daily thing to do, I can still be the worst person ever. There isn’t much I did for them, and they are getting old every day. Every child wants their parents to be more relax and don’t care so many responsibilities as they get older. 
Personally, I’m not a touchy person at all. Literally wants to avoid any skinship, which is impossible. I distance myself from everyone at a reasonable distance, who knows how reasonable is that. I freeze up whenever someone holds my hand, but I don’t hold them back! Because is super awkward for me. Which I do feel bad for not holding my parent's hands or hug them. Kissing is out of topic. I guess I grew up pretty weirdly. 
Each and every one of us has different types of parents. But I still like them as my parents, while hating them some other times. 
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aweeklyme-blog · 6 years ago
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My dream
I always wonder if sharing a dream that I dreamt last night was okay because there are superstitious beliefs that I’m aware of. Truth to be told, a number of people believe what they believe and those who are atheist/sceptical. People have their right to certain limits.
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I have absolutely no idea why there was a camel farm in the city, around Christmas time. Well, is not that weird in the dream, after all, is just a dream. But the horrifying thing wasn’t riding the camel, but being forced to jump from the 34th floor of a building. No safety belt nor anything other than my physical body/soul. I scream and cried, begging the person not to push me, don’t force me to jump. And that very person was my primary teacher, that’s a shock. I had no idea why he wanted me to jump from the building and to land on top of the camel. That is insane. A minute feels like a few hours(fear shaking in my mind) a group of teenagers came to the floor. Their face was speechless, they had no idea what was going on. They had doubts when I told them what was happening because most students respected him as a teacher. As if he can explain every crazy ideas and action into something that is completely normal. Lucky for me, I ran away after he and one of the male student accidentally fall from the spot. But I did fall asleep on that very floor at the corner because I was simply exhausted after all that screaming and crying. While I ran to take the elevator, my body woke up first while my mind was still shaking with the fear, rewinding the falling before I completely wake up my mind. The dream is as clear as crystal to me. That is all. 
The End
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aweeklyme-blog · 6 years ago
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So far, one the most expensive moive I have ever watched. Of course with IMAX 3D effect. Seriously, I could watch the captain america fight with thanos again and again.
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aweeklyme-blog · 6 years ago
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If I could spin my heart, I might not feel so lonely
Learn how to love for idiots
How to love yourself and others?
Definitely need a lesson or two
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aweeklyme-blog · 6 years ago
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Would love to learn it
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