What the fuck I’m so mad at myself for not bringing my skateboard to the Philippines. Everywhere I go it’s like hey that’s be cool to skate but nah mylies stupid and didn’t bring her board. Damn.

One part of me is adventurous and spontaneous and makes snap decisions to move to California to do something big. The other part overthinks everything and wonders if that’s really what’s best for me. Seeing all my friends move on without me and continue their lives and change and become new individuals scares me. I feel like I’m getting left behind in the dust when I’m the one that’s actually leaving

Found this video on my phone after a night of heavy drinking

Im actually extremely nervous to move. I lt took me such a long time to make friends and I’m just starting to feel like I fit in here. I’m also really excited to make new friends at the same time, I just hope it doesn’t take 6 years again