The sunshine makes me high.
January 2011
“She needs a new journal. The one she has is problematic. To get to the present, she needs to page through the past, and when she does, she remembers things, and her new journal entries become, for the most part, reactions to the days she regrets, wants to correct, rewrite.”
—Dave Eggers, How the Water Feels to the Fishes (via quote-book)
This is what I hate when my parents see me on Tumblr.
They think I’m not studying.
But I am! I’m just taking a break - HAHA. Seriously, though, I better study for Math soon. I wouldn’t want complacent grades. It’d be so embarrassing to give a mediocre record to DLSU-M after graduation.
I keep using that as my motivation but it usually never works.
I’m just tired. I’d want to make the most out of my time left here, but I don’t want to study anymore.
They’re cramming everything before graduation, although such is an event I’m totally looking forward to.
CSA, rah rah rah!
Yeah.
Terribly confused now.
All those posts about falling in love, feeling ecstatic and terrified at the same time…
Oh, I’m fucked.
I’m down to two decisions, but once again, I think I know where I’m headed.
Whoop-dee-doo! I’m a strong girl. At least I believe so. \m/
