We've got a huge wave of anxiety comin' up!

I've got approximately 2 weeks left before the board exams, questionnaires that I have yet to finish answering again. The feedback lecture on Preboards 2 by Sir Earl Sumile did a great job with alleviating my anxiety, and I can't be more thankful for the tips and pieces of advice that he imparted to all of us.

Got 12 more days left before the boards and just 9 more days left to study since I should have been finished studying for it 3 days before the actual day of the board exams. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, my faith in Lord intact, and my hopes up that we all pass the board exams. If you are one of the many Thomasians who care, please, do pray, too. Make it a daily habit to pray at 9pm, and let our prayers reach the heavens faster! :)

I just hope my anxiety level lessens a bit more. I still think that I still get that feeling of respiratory acidosis everytime I think about it. Must desensitize! :D

I love you, Lord! =)

Now I can smile :)

I was scanning my other blog a while ago, was able to read my previous sad entries, and got me to think how much improvement there'd been for a couple of months. Looking at this picture always makes me cry before and would make me fall back into memories. I never deleted the pictures, though, but I eluded to see them for how many months.

Well, seeing this just minutes back, brought me nostalgia, but in a good way. It made me realize how good of a friend he's been to me, and that I miss talking to him (even if he teases me fat most of the time). I miss having someone to care so much about, and be delicately cared for in return. I miss that cutie little boy who'd text me during class just to go to the catwalk to give me ice cream because I told him I feel sad. Well, memories like these would most often cause people to be sad, but just like a drug that you've taken more than prescribed dose of, it gives you a rebound/paradoxical (opposite/reverse) effect.

It made me smile, thinking that God was so nice to give me such a nice friend. He was one of the concrete proofs I have of God's answer to my numerous prayers. Sad thing is, We let our irrational minds get in the way of us lasting forever, or maybe he was just one of God's way of bringing me to the person who's meant for me. I haven't found him yet, though. But I sure did learn a lot from the times we've been together. Could it be that we're meant for each other or not, I still and will always cherish all the memories, and I don't have any regrets getting myself into this.

I miss Adi, and if there's one thing about us that I'd pray to God for again, it's that strong friendship we used to have. Anyway, I guess, I should just let the waves bring me to my destination.

THANK YOU, Dear! :)

HANNAH REYNO!

Thank you for being the first non-anonymous person to follow this blog of mine. :)

I just wanted to show how much I appreciate it, regardless of how often you visit this blog, and actually read my entries. Hail, all writers (slash bloggers)! :D

proven and tested.

and they make you wait for them to come back.

LIES. People never run out of lies.

On unappreciation and whatevs.

I just realized that, a lot would sob because their cupboards and refrigerators are empty, and that they have nothing to eat. Some people would kill just to have a place to sleep, even they sleep on they streets they don't care at all as long as they get to rest their backs and regain their energy to have some to utilize for the next day. Some would dive under the lake full of frogs and swimming animals just so they could rinse away the dirt that's stuck on their body, while I keep on complaining.

I complain about the cupboards and the refrigerator that's full of groceries to eat. Not because I don't like them, but because they're making me fat. I complain about my room where I sleep in just because the airconditioner isn't installed yet (because we just transferred to the new house) even if there are already 2 industrial fans around me to rid away the heat. I complain about the water I use when taking a bath because the heater isn't installed yet as well, and it's giving me attacks of rhinitis, just because I'm allergic to such.

I know I'm not the only one in the world who's like this, but at least I am aware, and that's been something that I've always wanted to change. I just don't know how. :(

Lost and misunderstood

It's not that we're lost in translation or anything. We speak one language, and I bet there's not a single word I uttered that your Wernicke's area found hard to comprehend. It's just that you never really cared to take an extra minute to process everything in your mind and go with what the majority also thought of. Well, I'd call you dumb like one of those people, if that's the case.

Of all the things in this world, it's close-mindedness, and indecisiveness that I hate the most. Not only because I feel like I am always misunderstood, but because a lot of relationships are broken because they lack great sense of judgment, and understanding. It's just like reading a book, your interest in reading the book is tainted by people's comments on it, with you believing in MOST of what they say, you lose the chance of (maybe) finding a book that would finely suit your caliber.

You lose the chance of coming up with a great find, because you trust people so easily, and didn't even try to judge things by yourself. You lose your chance of knowing a smart, and great person better just because your friends don't like him, because they find him uncool, because they think they're too high-class to be related to someone who's not so popular. I hate my mind being tainted by people's ridicules and criticisms, their narrow-mindedness, and their faulty judgments. I hate it that they have the guts to say such words but never have the courage to hear them from other people, such hypocrites.

The fact that you hate me, and that you say lies behind my back yet without even knowing me is a blatant pretense of your ignorance that's actually phony. I pity you.