List of Three Vol. XIX

This week was one of those overwhelming weeks. As I’m typing this, I should actually be lounging, enjoying this soft bed and covers yet I can’t help but think about everything I need to work on. What’s that they say say about focusing on the here and now? That’s definitely not what I’m doing right now.

It’s still early and the weekend isn’t done but I want to get this list posted — I wanted to say “get it out of the way” but decided against it because then it would make it seem like this is just a Sunday chore. Lol anyway, the rest of my Sunday will be spent grocery shopping, hearing mass, and celebrating my mum’s birthday at home, so I’m not missing much, since I’m going to be writing a separate post centred on my mum’s birthday.


I was talking to a classmate sometime in January and I remember having that one conversation about not being okay with the idea of feeling like I’m not growing, and that the only reason why I’m “thriving” is because I’ve been in that same old comfort zone for the longest time. I don’t think it’s necessarily a bad thing, I guess it’s just me. I feel like I’m constantly chasing things that shake the monotony of things, constantly chasing things that push me, constantly chasing that thing that makes all the hustle worth it.

Also. Can I just say that I have a feeling those stilettos I’m wearing on the left might break soon. 😦 I’ve had them for 9 years now, got them for my high school graduation, and though it doesn’t look like the heels are crazy high in the photo, it’s this pair that taught me how to walk and run in heels. Sorry, it’s a little random. Haha but since we’re talking about shoes, I desperately wish we were allowed to wear sneakers to work everyday. I’ve always been a sneaker kind of girl, I would rather wear my good ol’ chucks or a pair of heels than ballet flats / doll shoes, and this is quite difficult because I no longer own doll shoes. So yeah that’s that. Anyway, let’s move on.


I can’t believe it was Pup’s death anniversary yesterday! All weekend, I’ve been babbling nonstop about how much I miss Spruce (this is the first time Spruce and I have been separated for more than 12 hours LOL) that I forgot about Pup! She was the one who taught me to really appreciate and love dogs. Growing up, we’ve always had dogs but I was never really that you know, until Pup came along. The only reason we only got Schpoo was because this guy left her with my mum and my mum actually brought her home — my mum’s not for the whole having a pet situation, but she brought her home. Anyway, I miss you Schpoo, I hope you’re well in puppy heaven ❤️


My weekend started on Friday, and I wanted it to be a very relaxing one. It actually was, until I remembered I had an orientation to attend, and I had class that night. Those two events actually caused so much panic, I thought I had everything graduate school-related under control, especially since it was only the first week of class. But ya know, I was wrong. I currently don’t have everything under control so as soon as we get home, I’ll be doing schoolwork. This is actually why I’m working on this post now, so I would have plenty of time to do work later. Let’s hope the girl doesn’t get sidetracked when she gets home tonight.

The reason why we spent the weekend away from home is to celebrate my mum’s birthday. We stayed in Clark, had good sushi (yay Niji ❤️), had good Korean food, drove to Subic, and ~staycationed.~ I’ll write about this weekend on another post going up on Thursday. Hehe

By Maddie

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