What do you do when you wake up in the middle of the night?
sleep again.
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second chance
Three semesters ago, I checked on my Student Information System (S.I.S) only to find out a failing mark of 5.0 in one of my subjects, MATH 1013, the almighty College Algebra. I almost cursed to death the moment I saw that red final score on my grade sheet. Perhaps failing a subject is the most cruel feeling every student could ever endure (excluding those annoying sound from alarm clocks set early at dawn for those fuckin 7am classes). I may not be literally crying on the outside but I knew deep down inside that my heart was in tears. I just fuckin failed a fuckin subject! (and I just made the coolest tongue twister ever!)
I couldn’t understand why do I have to get through series of heartbreak because of the result of my grades but I somehow find it a challenge, not a burden. A challenge to do better and a challenge to make my second year a serious one.
Finally, after taking up my summer class, I nailed it! I’d like to think that I rightfully deserve this. Not only because of me not acquiring any absences nor any tardiness throughout the entire duration of my classes but because I have already learned my lesson - that its better to cheat than to repeat. Of course I’m kidding. Life is not always a playground. Its is always a battleground. Its always about treating serious matters seriously. Its my career and its about my future. I mess with my grades and I mess up my future.
Somehow in the end, its not about the results but how you come up with the results. Its about enjoying the whole process of learning and how it became all worth it. Three semesters ago I couldn’t understand why I have to be in the situation like this. Why didn’t I just do good and aim for at least a 3.0 in my score card? I think I can now fully understand everything. For every success, there comes frustrations and mistakes which we have to correct. Maybe the reason why I failed the first chapter is because I will meet this bunch of different people and we all get to learn our lessons together.
Guess what? I’m just a student who wished for a second chance to make my mistakes right. But God is just exceptionally good that he gave me a new set of friends as a BONUS. I have rightfully learned my lesson and this.. THIS IS MY STORY.
young, wild and free
May 10, 2012: Central BBQ Grill, Madison Square, Pioneer EDSA - Mandaluyong - HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY KIER! :))
Can’t forget the fun we had. Laughing til our faces turn blue. Talked about things only we find funny. People think we’re insane - if they only knew!
When I was walking alone I wished the road would end soon.. but then my friends came along. Now I wish the road never ends. Life is hell without friends. So love these guys ♥
“Eclipse”
There are people you talk and laugh with everyday yet it ends there. But there are those whom you rarely talk to and much rarely see, yet you know that they are the ones worth keeping.
They’re like an “eclipse” which rarely happens yet you still appreciate their existence and gets even more excited when you collide. They’re kinda like how the moon and the sun couldn’t be one yet cross the same sky. Same with friends who don’t meet often but never stop being friends.
Now these are my sisters….by heart. ♥
“NAUGHTY”
ALGEBRA CLASS
(professor le writes exercises on the board)
PROF: Sa yellow paper nyo yan gagawin at ipapasa sakin next meeting. kelangan maximum of two pages lang.
AKO: sir, pwede po bang “baliktaran”?
PROF: “Baliktaran”? You naughty! (evil smile, sabay tawa)
AKO: (wtf face)
*Class bursted into laughter*
Princess in Vain
T’was 2am. I held my phone which was like two feet behind me..and I started typing. She was indeed holding hers too. And then we began THE TALK. Right from that moment I knew it was going to be the beginning of a long, deep, and meaningful conversation. I knew something went wrong, I knew she was in grief. And I knew her heart was intently bruised.
First day in June..He said “hi”, she said “hello”. And then a little after they were strangers to friends. A few more weeks, and it blossomed into “something”. Next thing they knew they started to care too much. Months passed by and then the story began.
He likes her, she likes him ever since. He showed care, she accepted it wholeheartedly. He loves her, she loved him even more. But when their perfect chance came, fate had been cruel to them. They were almost there, they were perfect for each other but then, his cowardliness took place. She’s too good for him, he said. He was yellow bellied; He was being weak. Suddenly, all the spark were gone. All the fantasies, the memories they shared and everything have changed. The castle was shoved away by the waves in just a blink of an eye. The prince, the princess and their kingdom were buried to oblivion.
But she had been waiting for him like forever. She was standing there, hurt. But she managed to be strong thinking they can be the same as before even for one more day. How cruel fate can be, to break something good as this can be. But I would like to believe that there will always be second chances. Second chances to make it stronger, second chances to make it last. If only they could turn the clock back, not to change anything but just to experience that incomparable feeling all over again.
One morning she woke up happily thinking about him. Thinking about the moments they would share for each and everyday. She wakes up every morning feeling special and loved. One day, she woke up.. her prince was gone.
This guy does not deserve our hatred though. Perhaps he deserves admiration instead. Admiration because it took him so much courage to find, to confess and establish that kind of relationship with this girl. However, it cost him a lot more courage to end things and avoid the feelings he had for years just like that. His love for the girl was just too much that he chose friendship over relationship. He chose where they can last longer and where they can grow into a more mature individuals.
He was the best for her. She was perfect for him. But the time and fate were never the best for them. They were strangers, they were friends, they were best of friends, they were lovers, and then they were strangers again. Heartaches are part of the process. You get hurt because you love. But sometimes, we just have to learn to accept that some people can only be in our HEARTS, not in our LIVES.
Don’t you worry little princess. Your right prince will come. He may not be riding in a white horse nor live in the castle but he will want you. And only you… and that would be better than any fairy tale. True love doesn’t always have happy endings…because true love never ends. ♥
How do you relax?
I ignore the world and put on my headset.
