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We’ll live like a weed that perseveres through everything
rather than a flower that withers away quickly.
It's always my fault, isn't it?

Hello, I'm Jazel. I'm on most social media platforms as @JazelTWY. I have had this space since 2008, and I see it as a outlet for my thoughts, when short status updates or instagram captions won't cut it. It's a public private space, of sorts. Comments?


021116.

Scheduling this for the future, 334 days later.


I hope all is fine when you finally reach the twenties.
Life is tough now, but you will get there.
I probably will forget all about ever typing this, and then reminiscence about those (these) days, and laugh about at how I'm sitting here at the lab in Oita, Japan, Oita National College of Technology, 3/12/2015, 11:44 AM, thinking of how it is the worst decision I ever made in my life.
I'll see this post in 334 days :')

How I'm listening to ys play 情歌王, waiting for lunch that is in 16 minutes (you probably had curry udon this day!!)

(update: you didn't, they ran out of udon so you had to settle for soba)

I hope I'll be able to laugh over it, and reminisce those days that I couldn't stand, which I thought was the worst decision of my life.
Life now in 2015 will probably seem so easy as compared to 334 days later, and I probably will have made much more 'worst decisions of my life' by the time we come about to that day.

Hello from 3/12/2015, Jazel! :-)
Gambette!
And happy birthday!
You're 20 now, and damn I hope you're more grown up than I'm (you're) now!


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2/11/2016 12:10 AM.
Hey Jazel, greetings from 334 days after!
I'm reading this now, and you were right - i forgot all about what I wrote. Reading this made my eyes water.
Oh how the time flew, and how has it changed.

I'm doing ok. I really am.
It was pretty much a roller-coaster, it did hit an all-time low after coming back from Japan, but now I'm doing good. All good.

Am more grown up as I hoped I will be!

And yes, I do miss the days. The solitude and the calmness in the night walks/solo adventures on the streets where nobody knows you... :')

Welcome to the 20 y/o club, you.
Here's to the next 365 days of being 20 :)


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