every hour wounds, the last one kills.
From District 9 3/4, obsessed, bipo, weird, Michael Cera, Youth in revolt, Ruroken, save planet earth
I really felt bad for yelling at my dad today. I have no right to do that. They’re parents after all. I said sorry but that isn’t enough. What a weak person I am yelling instead of thinking.
Why do people think that I study too much? If only they can see what I do the whole day: chilling like a moron. I mean, it’s insulting really to assume that I study because I do not and this is not a defensive stance. What if people ask me about stuff and I can’t answer? This made me feel inadequate the previous weeks. Not that I don’t study. It’s not that I study much either. But thinking that I do not have a life besides school, that is wrong. This is a year to absorb information because the BIG DAY is fast approaching but it doesn’t mean that I have to kill myself for that. I have a life people no matter how boring it is.
I made it through a week of waking up early and by early I mean before 8 am. 53 days to go before this becomes a habit. What I did not know about waking up early is that more things must be done and I am not used to doing anything productive. The past few days were tough but I made it. The problem is I feel lazy today (lazier than when I usually wake up at noon]. Given the review classes and all the errands I haven’t accomplish anything today despite waking up early. That is frustrating. I still need to go to class and finish all chores before the designated sleeping time. Lalala. I’m thinking about going back to the old habit but I should not.
so with classes.
it’s silly not to post about another milestone. that I’ve reached the 7th out of eight semesters. It has been tough those three years and I think I got the hang of it. Another year of reading and wrecking brains ahead but I just ask the heavens for more strength. it will be another tough year but it will eventually pass and I hope to reach the finish line. woohoo. more tears and frustrations but in the end I hope it would all be worth it.
I’ve set a goal to read at least 20 books this year and I’m happy to start the second half. I’m happy because I was able to add some things to my imaginary book shelf this year even with acads and jobs and chores. I hope to finish all the books which collect dusts every day. whew.
I envy you for being reckless but happy. More so because you don’t care what other people would think and you can act freely. You said that I should do the things that will make me happy even if other people disapprove. I’m not as bold as you are to live with a philosophy like that so I envy and admire you. I have been at a crossroad today choosing between family road trip and a temp job. I would choose family but given today’s events I chose the job. You said that I shouldn’t care what they would say making my decision easier. Okay. They are furious with my decision but I know that I will be happier in the long run. Still, I cannot be at ease knowing someone is mad at me. I’m vain that way. I want to be free and happy and reckless like you and I took the first step today. Whew.
"Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved I did not say so"
I’m pathetic like this but who knows FedEx will bring you in a box?
After an hour, I was able to find a person’s account without knowing his/her name. I found pictures and some of the good stuff and I’ll download it soon. This is creepy but at least I can sleep happy. Weeee!