OVERFLOWING SELF-ESTEEM RIGHT HIRRRR HAHAHAHA
“cool jeans,” i tell a cute boy
little did he know that i actually talking about his genes because those chromosomes have combined beautifully ay papi
I swear I’m gonna try this some time! Hahahahaha
just feelin’ it. you know. or not. k. why am I even reblogging this.
wow, this one’s cute.
If you’re to ask me “what’s up?”, one word: Finals.
That explains all. I mean, just come to think of the words you can associate with the term. Mine would be pressure, hard work, study, stress, books, laws, memorization, sleepless, eyebags, sembreak and most of all “end”.
End. The term “finals” technically implies the end – end of the semester, end of all your enrolled subjects, end of something which has begun just about 5 months ago. But it’s not. It’s not yet the end, it’s the worst period for students and it’s fraud. It makes us think that sembreak is going to happen very soon enough, but in the meantime, we’re caught in the middle of our books/reading and/or review materials/cases/codals, name it. You’re supposed to go through all the papers that are spread all over your bed, your table, your room, but the thing is, you can’t find what you most needed from there – focus.
In plain statement, though I have been stuck in my room since before yesterday’s sunrise, I was not able to, and still struggling to, give so much focus on this. I want my vacay, but I still have a week or so of torture to bear.
So I AIR IT OUT, and I let it SINK INTO me deep. Deep enough to make me find that hard-ass focus that I’ve been trying to catch all day long.
Wish me luck as I also wish you (all those whose in the same shoes as mine) the same.