"I realize that a part of me must have been wishing for a miracle in my own life, one that would dispel the feeling that I was always holding my breath, waiting for something to happen, for life to begin."


After a month long of no posts, I'm back to the blogging scene again. I can't promise everyday posts though since my schedule does not permit me to have time for my usual pasarap times.

Well anyway, no classes yesterday (something that happens rarely) because of National Heroes' Day. My friends were in SM while I just sat here in front of this damned PC and fiddled with nothing. Dammit. Just when I thought I could do the things I want to do, hindi pa rin pala. I don't want to talk about it; nothing will change anyway, so, what for?

Where does time go?

In two months, the semester will come to an end and I haven't even felt like I'm in college already. Am still feeling ange-ish, the only difference is the grades, and the homework and the quizzes. I know that's a lot already, but the independent/self study? It's all the same. Well anyway that's not really my point here. Point is, I never thought making the grade is this hard. We're in the middle of the sem, and I'm not satisfied with my grades. I’m f**king disappointed! I mean, I did pass. I'm just not satisfied. So here I am, trying to do good this term.

Wish me luck.