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Saturday, September 27, 2008

The Walk..

Ahhh..
Writing. My way of escaping everything.
Procrastination is the worst enemy of everything.
I'm going to get rid of all the negative thoughts and all the what-could-have-beens aside and focus on what's more important.
I keep on saying that but I feel that I've been slacking off too much (once again. and again) and that I have to use the time that I have right now to catch up on some much needed work.
I don't want to describe in detail because it'll probably upset me (a few failed quizzes).
Maybe I should blame the UAAP. However, since the season is almost over.
Maybe I should blame my pride.
Haha, the funniest thing happened today. Haven't slept that much because I've used that time to play Rock Band and find out who my crush likes. :( A little hurt but I'll survive. Once again, right?
Boys can wait. -- Why do the ones that you like never seem to like you back? Ew, I'm starting to talk like a highschool girl again. What am I saying? There are a lot of fish in the sea, and they can live.
Chris Tiu baby.


Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Living in Twilight..

This must be the greatest day ever. And I think I'm contradicting that with the style and structure of the words when I express it. I don't even know if that makes sense as well.
1. Starting off, I got caught (with the full knowledge, but I figured that the sun was going to shine in my day today, for some reason) violating the dress code because I wore sandals in a place where it wasn't supposed to be.
2. It was because I was trying to apply for a new ID; mine broke. Yes, I had to pay for a new one.
3. I submitted a lab report for Botany where I had no idea whether it was correct. And I'm having a hard time with the subject.
4. Lastly, not only do I have limited time to study for Math. I have a D on that.
The worst one was my editor telling me that he doesn't think I am able to produce a 'worthy' article by the end of this semester. Which hurts. A lot. I thought I had talent in writing. I love writing and it's always been a passion of mine. I guess I have to get rid
He also told me that the 'X-Files' movie article that I submitted had lot of grammar and subject-whatever structure mistakes. Shit. Fuck. This sucks ass.
But I'm going to prove him that I am able to write 'worthy' for Guidon. I think I was careless before but I am not going to do that again. I am going to do it. I am going to
I realize now that I have been careless and being a part of Guidon does require hard work. I need to prove once again that carelessness will not be a controlling part in my life.

I want to live a simple life.
Summary of all my current thoughts
(inspired
1. I am a dumbass in school.
2. My stomach is still growing.
3. Academics should be a huge part of my life.
4. He isn't a part of anything anymore. He is. He isn't.

Monday, September 8, 2008

Love Will Tear Us Apart..

He's got a new girl.
It's been almost a week since I knew. And I'm pretty much okay. Four days ago we had that conversation. It was a painful conversation that i had to pretty much face, but i guess it had to be done. i realized that since i found out about it, i concentrated a lot better in school. it's not much progress, but i know i'll get there.
i made a promise to myself that once i meet up with him in the future, i'll make him see what he's been missing out. by then, i'm going to change into this better person. i don't know the exact definition of that, but i'll get there. college is supposed to be the time for that and i'm going through the hurdles right now.
but all those songs, photos, and memories are so bittersweet sometimes. when i hear it, it travels back into those times and it leaves a certain taste in my head. i like to go back there but it's impossible, so they'll just stay memories. memories that i never regret having. it's given a new spark into my life. it changed it indefinitely.

right now, i know that all i need is time and i know i'm on the way to get over it. it was fun while it lasted. i don't want it to ruin the rest of my life. i'm beginning to have a life here. and i'm on THE WAY to adapt here. it's an interesting experience, really.
i passed botany! wohoo! even though it was a D, at least i passed. =)
i guess i have to get all these feelings out before i start to ponder about it and let it affect my concentration (again). i guess what my selfish mind wants is to get equal with him. i might regret saying this, but i think i need a new guy. so far, i cant find one. there's one that might be a potential but i'm not sure if he actually knows me. i mean, we just say hey and that's it. shit. and on my way here, i had an interaction with him.
i was walking out of the dorm, and he was walking out of the dorm as well. it was almost dark and i was using my ipod, playing an argument with myself whether i should change the song or not (Nada Surf - Always Love). but then the sight of him given me the answer. let me tell you, it sort of fit the mood perfectly hehe. he walked ahead and i walked behind him. then i started an argument whether i should talk to him or not.
darnit. he doesn't seem to have an interest on me.
people say that college is swimming with new fish. best part of it is that they don't know anything about you. it's all brand new. so far, no luck for this girl.
okay, stop it. i don't want it to be a priority. studies first.
i'm making a new promise to myself: to have fun being single and independent. :)
boys can wait.