17:19
It's friday afternoon. 17:27 (Yeah, I spent 8 minutes to type this). It's the time where I usually snuggled on the bed in my bedroom after an exhausted day in campus (I only have one class in friday anyway but the long drive to the campus could make it exhausted even though I'm not the one driving, yeah).
With a pack of Pocky strawberry stick, a bottle of milk tea, potato chips that I haven't tasted, poor wifi (I'm not lucky today), and a friend of mine, I'm sitting in one of the seats in my new discovery place (a place to run to if I ever want to ditch class) doing my assignments that seems to never end. The sounds of vehicle's incessantly honking could be heard from this second floor and a ray of sunset dashing on my face, I probably turned orange colored right now. I'm in a good atmosphere right now. The air feels nice and a little bit hot, and everyone around me looks busy on their own that it makes a bit quiet despite the sound of those vehicles on the road. If I decided to take place inside the room earlier and sit there for hours, I must've felt nauseous right now.
I'm not the aesthetic type of person. I don't take picture and make it look good. I don't usually take picture from the best angle, either. But adding some filters might help somehow. And that picture above is one of my best attempt. I would want to make the picture of Pocky looks tumblr-ish and aesthetically pleasing (yeah) but the quality of a camera takes a big part of making one and my phone camera is not the best type of camera, so.
I'm not the type to take picture of everything since the beginning anyway. If only my eyes could capture everything I see everyday and save it, that would be good. Eyes are the best camera, they said. But my memory isn't that good to keep them all saved in my head. That's why human made camera and the storage room card. To keep the memory lasts longer in a form of jpg. file.
Few months ago in early 2016, I told myself that I would post at least two articles in my blog every months. And when I realized it's already a half month of April, I decided to write one today. Actually I couldn't manage to do it. But since I've finished with one of my assignments (and the rest are waiting in the line~), I decided to make one since I'm taking a rest now and the atmosphere is just this good and relaxing, kinda.
18:05 in the evening and the skies are starting to get dark. One of the employee here are cleaning the empty tables and the lamps are turned on. I'm still waiting for my friend to finish her essay (which I haven't done because my body and soul couldn't cooperate anymore). And several minutes ago I decided to take some pictures again, thanks boredom.
That's me. Lmao. With no expressions. And some ugly filters. But that's some kind of pictures that I like to take. Straight (almost emo) face and head tilted to the side, eyes focused on the phone screen. And filter addition adjusted with the emotion the moment the picture is taken. Some people don't want to take pretty pictures because they don't want to think that it's pretty but the others think it's not. Stupid kind of thought but it could be burdensome so it's better not to do it. Self-confidence is important.
Other than that, I prefer to make silly faces when taking picture. It's funny and ugly at the same time. And I have to feel terrified many times (I hope it's not to the point to be terrorized). Why am I doing this to myself? It sounds sad to be silly alone.
But sometimes you just have to be stupid to humor yourself. Even though other people are better at it, it's not everytime I hang out with people. Gotta find a friend I can be silly with for real. I miss my high school best friends.
My palms are so sweaty right now. I don't know why. I think I'm in the middle of wanting to go home or stay until late night, at least until this writing finished. But probably that's not the case.
I don't exactly feel hot, because the weather is fine. But my palms are slippery. And I'm pretty sure it will get sticky when they dried up. I'm not gonna like it.
Maybe I need to go home.
It's 18:41 right now. It's dark. And it's starting to get cold. The vehicels are still very noisy. Will I get a public transportation at this hour, though? Is this why my palms are sweaty? No no no I don't get scared by that. I will still get one even if I go home up to 8 o'clock.
I'll post one more picture before I end this. Before I change my mind, hahaha.
Good evening! Ppyong~!
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