You can count on me, like 1, 2, 3. And I'll be there. And we'll be okay.
If we look back at the year that has gone by, there was so much distress that every one of us felt. 2020 was such an eventful year not just for me, but for most of us. Many lost their jobs, their homes, and many others lost their lives.
The blog throws light upon the various physical, mental and emotional benefits of music and its overall impact on individuals.
Don’t worry looking out, just wait for them to Knock. But when they Knock, don’t miss it.
As an anime lover, I truly believe that any types of stories can be beautifully told through it. This blog is all about the journey of anime, its ups and downs and its current popularity.
Today, while I am writing this, I am in my third year. More like towards the end of third year. Not much time until I graduate. I will have to say goodbye to this college life of mine. I will have to say farewell to these wonderful clubs who found me capable enough to make me part of them. I will have to say farewell to my friends and underclassmen. I will probably have to go separate ways from my friends. I will have to turn my hectic schedules into mere figments of memories. I will have to hit the like button on an instagram post for some event these amazing people will be hosting and will have to think to myself, “I wish I could participate too” or “Why didn’t this happen while I was still there?!”. I will have to look back in time and laugh at the childish mistakes I made, the jokes I didn’t laugh at, the meetings I missed, the events I didn’t join. I will have to open my whatsapp and see a message notification asking for acknowledging a task given in the club. I will have to hover my thumb on some random emoji and bite my lip because I would be too tempted to acknowledge that message. I will have to think so much once I leave college. I will have to put so many restraints on myself. I will have to grow up a little more. Again.
Natalie always wished for someone who understood her, listened to her, and supported her. She was never loved by her parents, as they were always busy with their jobs. She never dared to make friends because of her shy and timid nature. Her loneliness was slowly suffocating her. She wanted to escape but did otherwise when she met her new neighbor, a guy named Kyle.
We have all been through that feeling of dilemma where you don't know if you just like a person or if it's more than that. This feeling of dilemma is what we call a "crush". What is it like to have a crush? How will you know if you have a crush on someone? Is it good or bad to have a crush? Allow me to entertain you with my very little knowledge on crush.