7.30.2007

for real. =)

One time, i was online, and feeling depressed - not sure what to do to save ties with new friends I just met 4 months ago.

A friend from elementary PM-ed me. She asked if I was alright and if i needed anything. Upon reading those lines, I just broke down. And she listened, just like the good old days. Never mind the fact that we have rarely been in touch for 5 years.

**

It was the best feeling in the world - knowing that there's at least one person in this world whom I could call a true friend (especially if you are someone like me who long held the notion that i will never have any friends for real).

Make that a few persons.

Old and warm faces who were there to stop me from letting go of probably one of the best - if not the best - things that I will ever have. I regretted the fact that i took some of them for granted even after staying with me through tough times. I'm just glad that time gave me the opportunity to rekindle the ties we shared.

Add a number of new faces who saw through my numerous flaws and managed to bring out the best (and worst) in me like no one did. It was one heck of an emotional roller-coaster ride. I was fortunate enough to experience it with these guys.

**

The following day, i entered 307 - which was already full of energetic and eccentric characters - grinning; knowing that in time, some of them will have left their footprints in my lane, together with countless others who have made a difference in my life.

7.22.2007

dream on.

honestly speaking, i have been procrastinating on a lot of school work - i'm very grateful i haven't flunked anything yet - and i still feel the powerful urge to take lots of sleep.

i tried and succeeded to wake up during the REM (rapid-eye movement) phase of my sleep. i did remember my dreams, which included a mix of trivial characters (like them) and situations (like that). basta, basta.

she was there with him, holding hands with their wands out. running towards the end of the long corridor, student militants wave their banners to express their outrage over an oppresive law. instead of chanting crude remarks, they were shouting out theorems on getting derivatives. i woke up, shouting 'Madaya, madaya!.'

i got to watch HP after taking the math exam.

**

still 'lovin it after 14 years of mass media awareness, collective membership advancement, and outrageous adventures. here's to the UP Mass Communicators Organization - my first family in UP. =) i excused myself from participating in the celebrations - i don't deserve to feel the happiness all of them worked hard for.

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i knew there had to be a reason why i started late to review for a quiz tomorrow: classes are suspended.

can't help but remember the high school days; when our classes were suspended several hours after official announcements.

Diliman Preparatory School - sounds familiar? it does now, when it was all over the news. i'm not happy over the fact that many people are asking: 'diba yung school mo dati yung may "bomb threat?'