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jiaqian
→ fangirl. insane. beware.

→ am a little twisted, and a lot disturbing, but once you look past the insaneness, i'm quite interesting.

→ this is a mostly a place for me to wax horrible poetry and post cryptic rants that no one will understand but of late it has evolved into yet another angsty diary. but the last time i checked, that's what blogs are for.

→also, lots of typos since i'm normally high (on life, not crack!), tipsy or depressed when i write my posts. seriously.

→ profanity galore. honest raw emotions. are you squirmy when it comes to emotions?

→ slightly unhinged. dancing on the edge yet in control. perfection is overrated.




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    Tuesday, July 01, 2014
    ► what is your proudest moment?
    sometimes i scroll through HONY and ask myself the questions he asks his subjects. these are simple questions and yet the hardest in the world- are you happy? what is your greatest fear? what is your proudest moment?

    if you asked me this question a year ago, i might have struggled with it. i might have said something that had to do with academics. i won second place in a national writing contest. i was world top scorer for the subject globalization. i had a scholarship, a perfect GPA.

    i am proud of those. those are the results of my hard work, my achievements in things that i love to do and love to love.

    but now?

    the fact that i am truly at peace with myself and where i am is what makes me proud. i know i'm always a sap when it comes to this blog, something to do with the fact that i only feel like blogging when i'm overwhelmed with feels, but it's true. i was walking down the street, past the beautiful church, past the cute florist, under the browning leaves and i thought, i love this. i'm happy. i bought a cup of overpriced coffee, laid down on the grass under the sun and thought, i'm happy.

    i like what i'm studying, i like where i am in life, i like my friends, like my hobbies, like my home, my family.

    for a while i was worried because i was drawing away from social interaction but i talked to a wonderful girl one day who told me this after i said that i found it weird how i enjoyed going out last night but not this year, "it's not weird because you enjoy being by yourself now, just like you enjoyed hanging out with your friends then.  that was your present then; this is your present now. we want different things in different stages in life and all we need to do is enjoy the present."

    it was mindblowing. i walked home that day feeling lighter than i had in months.

    it's amazing how a girl can grow in the matter of 12 months. it's amazing how a country can change someone, how a short span of time spent away from my comfort zone has redefined my perspective.

    thank you, australia. thank you, my friends. and thank you, me, for learning to be happy.

    epik till the death of me; 12:51 PM