Its all coming back to me now

I thought, Nakalimutan ko na sya. Akala ko i have moved on. I mean, nabuhay ako the past months na hindi ko sya iniisip at hindi ko sya inaalala. KArma nga naman oo. Naging masama ang pagtrato ko sa kanya. I'm so mean. I waited eight months para makita ko sya. lintik na enrollment na yan. Bakit ba nag krius ang aming landas. Ang landas na walang patutunguhan. I don't know kung naiinis ako sa kanya o nagseselos. Galit ako sa kanya until now. Galit na galit at sukdulan hanggang langit. Bakit ko ba kailangan ipagduldulan ang sarili ko sa taong hindi na man magiging akin. I promise myself na hindi na ako maaaffeted but bakit ganoon, nakita ko lang sya, parang bumalik ang lahat. Bakit affected pa rin ako. Ba't hindi ko pa rin nalimot sya.

The Long Day is almost Over

Beating up deadlines, chasing teachers for projects, sleepless study nights and life-long lonelinesss. Perhaps these would describe my supercalifrgilisticexpialiducious schedule for the last three minutes before the semester ends. No problem, I got my coffee more then a usuall way. I felt i'm was sick for the last five months of my second year. Yes, I'm so sick of schooling. So sick of news articles. and so sick of meeting nothing but morons in the college. I hate to see people who would carry my blood up to my head. I hate to see dwarfs and pigs in school. I hate all of them. I hate that one-eyed woman who thinks shes pretty, which in fact she's not. Trying to avoid thinking of this monsters, I ask, what would be us next semester. what would be the next challenges in my academic life? and most of all, how many will be left behind for com22? How many? If I cant make it. I'd probably hang myself in one of those historcal acacia tree near Gay Hall. Or hang myself through the ball of the gates of knowledge. I swear I'll do that. I'm not that dumb. I'm just bored sitting 24/7 in a plastic chair listening to a bored to death matters about newswriting. Sometimes I failed in her exams, but most of the time I pass. But hey, thats not an assurance. Everything change. Even grades. Even people around you. even your friends and even the persons whom you thought would care for you.
If I were to evaluate this semester, many things worked out differently. I dont know why but I guess there's a reason behind it. Let me detailed the story.

jhay-ar, mhadol, meh,thea banded together. I dont know how it strated, but we just come together to fool around late at night. I dont know if i feel happy or sad about it, but things have really changed. When Joey left me, part of me is lost. Until now, I still care for him. Sad thing about it, i lost my bestfriend. I dont know how, it fades away like a wind. I thought it was easy for me na mawala si joey sa buhay ko, nakarma siguro ako, pati si bessy nawala na.. To make the long story short, I realize that the word friend does not exists. Ang tanging nabubuhay ay ang sarili mo, kaluluwa mo at konsyensya mo.

Next sem, I dont know baka wala na akong kilala. sad.hmmh.hmhm.hmhm