The Classical Introvert's Blog

Growing up has made me sense the beauty of the rain. I loved wearing warm and comfortable sweaters whenever I go to school and frolic on the muddy grasses of our school playground which helped me develop a wonderful childhood. The thing I liked about our classroom were the Scholastic books neatly arranged in the bookshelves. When the rain pours down and we can't attend the flag ceremony, we wait for our teacher to come in the classroom by reading wonderful books. This is really nostalgic. And the illustrations I see upon these books widens my imagination into creating various worlds. When the Wind Blows by Jana Christy My imaginative mind illustrates a humid city that somewhat takes place in the cities of the United States. Let's picture out New York. Cold, damp streets and oh so windy breeze. If you can't feel the wonderful coldness, turn on the electric fan and read this again. Just kidding hahaha. I also love spending rainy days at home and watch cartoons or wat...

I've decided to post a message to each and everyone of you guys. So read on... DE SQUAD Hi Rizanne! Honestly garo kang mga first months, June to August? Bako kita masyadong close and I don't know how and why naging close kita hahaha basta iyo na ito. Salamat ta sige mong panlibre and everything else. You're not so stingy with your money... I mean bako ka man kuripot pero mahigpiton ka pag-abot sa barayadan! Maisugon ka mansingil hahaha. Bagay talaga saimo ang maging treasurer. Mayaman ka bh3! Sige ulok ka lang ha? Ngiret lang tayo. Lol. Ay iyo pwede ka talaga maging dentist kasi mahilig sinda sa ngiret. You know. Labas ang ngipin. Joke! Anyways, stay healthy, intelligent and I hope you'd get a better future. Lalo na ma-fourth year na kita :( Haaiissttt SANA MAGKAKLASE PA KITA. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi Micah! Dati na kitang magkaklase kang Grade 8 pero di tayo close. And wow okay ka man palan mag...

This was extremely an emotional day. Everyone cried as they bid goodbye to each other. We all never felt this way before. In the past years we spent our memories in this school, we never felt the feeling of missing everyone in it. It is really weird that we can feel it right now. The sadness and well-treasure memory as a Grade 9 student. Could this be what they call the most memorable days of high school life? This actually sounds corny to me. To us all, high school is just a bunch of flirtatious chicks all around the corridors. But our experience was a tough one and that's why it became memorable. How can everything happen so fast? Only half the class was present in school today. Maybe if everyone came, it would be more than our emotional tears. In our beloved classroom where we spent our bad and good times.

Normally, all dreamers really want to see and travel the whole wide world and that's me. There might be some confusions you might find in me because I'm more of an indoor person. I don't like walking outdoors that much- not even in summers. I really feel awkward when I walk with too many people around me. I'm really not confident about being me. It's like when I go outside and people look at me, I'd always think that I am being judged but I know I'm not and they don't really care but I'm still bothered about this. Nah... enough with this. First of all, I don't really care of visiting all the famous places here in the whole world; like Paris, London, New York, Rio, Sydney and many other. I like to live in Europe or Australia someday because I like the climate there and it's full of beautiful mountains and grassy terrains. (I don't own any of these photos) I love to live in some places like these-it's like waking up in the mo...

Today, this very evening, my mum brought me to the church. I didn't know what was going on. My mum started walking very fast. When we entered the church, there were very few people and all of them was in front. I got scared when I heard screaming. What was going on? I am absolutely confused. Everyone was lying on the ground. What for? Then my mum and I went near the priest. The priest touched my mum's forehead first. He was saying a prayer then after a while, my mum fell down the ground. She wasn't hurt because there was a support behind her. Then the priest touched the little girl's forehead who was carried by her mum. The little girl was crying but when the priest touched her forehead, she stopped crying and closed her eyes very slowly. That made me confused even more. What's happening? Then it is my turn. The priest also touched my forehead and said a little prayer. I closed my eyes because that's what people do. I fell down the ground because that's what...

March 4, 2014 Dear future me,           I haven’t really got the idea of writing you a letter but today, I saw a post on Facebook saying: In their 5 th grade, they make a letter for their 20 year old selves. So I think it would make sense if I write you one too. I bet you’re thinking that this letter is a bit NOT YOU. That’s because you have changed. You've become mature and I would really miss the 14 year old you. You read this letter as a different person but I know you know that the person who wrote this is the same. You just feel like she’s different because of the way she speaks.           You might found this letter somewhere else so you took time to read this. I just want to say, how are you? Do you already have a boyfriend? Have you met Henry Barrington? Have you met Libera? Have you finished schooling? Did you improved your math skills? Are there any flying car...

Hello there Earthling! Thanks for visiting my blog and as you know, I am Kate. Are you wondering about my blog title? Well that's because I'm an introvert person who loves listening to classical musics. Okay, so what should be my first post all about? How about... All about me! (I know I used the "about" word too much) First of all, I'm a nature lover ; not just nature lover but nature friendly! :) I mostly love looking at the sky no matter if it's dark, weeping, roaring... but I'd like it more if it's blue. I love looking into infinity like going out at night just to gaze these stars and the moon that shines. Really? You love staring at the night sky too? Wow high-five for that! You're awesome ;) I love travelling to many, many places and discover something in it. I have a dream to travel the whole world someday and when people ask you where you have been, you'll be like:  "I have been on a gratifying journey. Through the mou...