Saturday, 18 February 2017

a solo adventure

i wanted to yell "i love you, i love you, i love you." even if i don't know what that means. even if the words are as meaningless as the passing fillers of small talk. "i love you."

and maybe you always love the people you love, and maybe they always have a part of you and a part of them you'll never let go, even if it's hurtful, even if it's painful, even if it's imperfect because at least... at least it's better than letting go.

i wanted to say i love you because i've spent too much time not saying it and too much time waiting to. i don't know what it means, i don't know if the damned time zones will ever stop working against us or if we'll ever be in the same place at the same time long enough to know how it feels to be wholly yours, to have you wholly mine. and i know, people can never belong to other people, but holy shit, if god could only make you mine.

i heard somewhere that there's always something unspoken between two people, and i wonder if the gap between us is the unspoken, because we speak enough but all i hear is "not now, not yet, just wait."

i can't kill the aching, i can't kill the homesickness, i can't kill the questions - "what if, what if, what if?"

only god can help me now.

Thursday, 9 February 2017

seeking validation

ok so here i am. back again.
i'm not writing in capitals. i forgot what format i write in, oops.
anyway, let's talk about a thing: male validation.
i've realized that i look for male validation in most of the things i do, as well as looking for male attention. maybe it's just something that's been internalized in me but i am actively working to fix it.

never having been in a relationship - and this is me being very candid and vulnerable with you all - is crazy because it makes me work towards a goal that i've just idealized in my head as one of the best things that can happen to me. i realize, however, that it's not.
i'm also a person who likes to exercise my emotions, who loves playing with my emotions - i love to feel. i will look for that sensation in the attention these boys will give me, but no one's ever gotten too close.

i will say however, there's a person dangerously close to me, and uncomfortably far away, that wins and betrays my affections all too often. some days, seeing his name pop on my phone screen will make my stomach turn with delight and waiting for him to write back will drive my heart crazy. on other days, this same boy will mean nothing to me, he'll be just another nuisance, just another friend, just another nobody. but i will come back to him. my heart will come back to him at the end of a long day, pop up somewhere along a stream of thoughts. everything seems to begin and end with him.

and yet, it does not matter. i have to remind myself - he could be the best thing i ever did lay my eyes on, it does not mean he is the best thing for me, nor is he meant for me, nor do i need him.

it's taking some time, but i'm working on it.

Thursday, 2 February 2017

yet another comeback

Can you guys believe Blogger's still a thing because I forgot for a bit. 
I'm not going to say the ever so cliched words "I'm back", rather here's a post - savor it as long as it lasts, I don't know if I'll keep coming back.

I didn't post at all last year so I'll start off by updating you on the few significant changes in my life:

I finished my IGCSE's and I guess I did fine. I don't know.

I'm 17 now and 10 months away from being legal (because apparently I was illegal this whole time).

I started A-levels privately, meaning I'm not going to school.

It's come close to the time I need to decide what I want to do with my life (yuck) and where I want to study and to be honest I haven't got a clue. I've met so many people in the past few months who've got everything planned out, what they want to study, where they want to study, how they plan to get there and I'm really just winging it.
Here's the thing, I might not entirely mind going into media and journalism, so I'm making an attempt to come back to this blog to advertise my skills (?) and create a portfolio. I don't know, as I said, I'm just winging it.
Another interesting thing is - I made some YouTube videos to add another experience in my many online adventures, if you can call them that. Give it a look.



Take care, guys, and feel free to leave some love in the comments. I'll be back soon.

Wednesday, 26 August 2015


Every time I am now close to giving up, I think: every time I almost gave up, every time I thought there was no point to beat what was inside me, every struggle I thought I'd never get through - I beat it. I beat the monster inside me and that's accomplishment enough for my whole life. Every time I feel like I have accomplished nothing, every time I feel like my life is pointless, every time I remember: my little tiny hormone-crazed brain had enough strength to push me through a storm I was too young to even comprehend. I stayed with myself through every self-battle at 3 in the morning, crying, curled up in my bed until I numbed into a deep, deep sleep.
I have conquered, time and time again, the hardest thing there is to conquer: myself.
I am a scarred soldier, a hormonal adolescent, a struggling student, a depressed teenager, a perturbed travel; the outcome of family turmoil.
I am still here. I will continue to be here, far longer after I understand what I am here for.

Thursday, 30 April 2015


1. what does one do to feel alive? is getting drunk till you can't tell left from right feeling alive? how far do i have to run to feel my adrenaline run? what risks are worth taking?

2. am i enough? will i ever be enough? what about all the flaws in me that i can't see?

3. does one have to be loved back in order to be in love? if so, i don't know love.

Sunday, 22 February 2015

hey, strangers.

I realize it's been a while since I've posted on here, but going back and reading my inconsistent and incoherent thought process mapped out onto this blog, I miss being on here and I miss having something to say. I lost track of this blog mostly because I realized no one was really reading what I was posting. Again, reading through my old posts I came across some really appreciative comments I hadn't seen before, and they really made me smile.

But what do I have to say today?
Today I just want to go through my typical rant about anything and everything.
I want you to know that I am much stronger than I was a year ago. I am much more happier than I was a year ago. And I do now believe that time heals all wounds. I believe that time changes all and that time brings with it some good news and some bad news. It is our choice which one we choose to focus on. I have much more to say, and I'll find time to say it eventually.

For now, this is farewell.

Monday, 6 October 2014

I always did something I was a little not ready to do. I think that’s how you grow. When there’s that moment of ‘Wow, I’m not really sure I can do this,’ and you push through those moments, that’s when you have a breakthrough.

Who's Adeena?

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I'm still trying to figure myself out.
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