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Waking up is the first miracle of the day

I chanced upon today's title while randomly browsing through Instagram and was very inspired by it. I mean, it just fills me up with so much gratitude towards God for allowing me to love everything and every one I have in my life right now. ☺️

A couple of days ago, I became so addicted to Beast's latest comeback title, 12:30, that I couldn't stop replaying it. I was even disappointed I couldn't find it on the iTunes store because I really wanted to purchase the single. So all I could do to get my hourly dosage of the song is to watch all their comeback stages, which were all pretty amazing. 😍


In those 4 minutes, I began to swell up inside seeing how the boys' efforts have paid off since their debut in 2009. Then I thought about all the endless hours of training the years before they made their debut and, honestly, became so mesmerised and motivated by their diligence and determination.

I thought to myself: How charming those boys look working so hard and so passionately for their dreams.

 I'm sure most of us have some sort of dream (and even if you don't right now, I'm sure you will in time to come).

My dream is to write for fashion. It's an integration of the 2 things I have passion for and would be damn awesome if I could, one day, make my mark as a writer in the fashion industry. Sounds too ambitious? I think not.

I present you a quote that often goes unnoticed:
"No dream is too big, no dreamer is too small." - Turbo
Most of our dreams may not come with all the glamour and glitz that is attached to a successful celebrity but I guarantee the amount of effort you put in to achieve the results you want will definitely not be any lesser than our Korean idols. 💪

Times like this I'm glad I got myself into K-pop. 😂

Anyway, it's Week #11 right now and to think the semester is ending in 2 weeks kind of scares me but I'm so hyped at the same time!

The second half of the semester, so far, has not been very exciting. I'm juggling 4 modules right now but Media Law alone is enough to kill me over and over again. I mean, those readings are just a major no-no if I had a choice.

Other than that... I guess I can't quite complain since I seem to have a much lighter load comparatively. 🙊

Shall get my day started soon! Have been battling yet another series of massive headaches and I can't decide if it's because of the crazy weather or school. (Or 3 days of eating the same food.) 😒
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