the happiest times

This is the first pic of us two my bestie and i uploaded.

i love this.

and i love her.

i simply can't get the memories of high school out of my head. it's literally on my head, when i fall asleep looking at all the photographs from way back then. it's been a long time since we graduated and took on the road to what we will be a few years from now. sad thing is, i have to go my separate way. i dunno whether i'm glad that my dream to study in UP has finally come true, or sad because i have to leave my friends. really crappy, what i've gone and still am going through. whatever. i just have to take in things the way they are, right? no matter how bible-ish this might sound, i know God has his plans for me, and imma wait for 'em. His plans for me are BIG, i just know that (what with all the trials he's been throwing down on me...He sure has big plans!).

well..gots tah go!

so much to do, so little time

when you've got so much to do and there's, yeah, so little time, what do you do?
stupid question huh?
well, i've got tons to do,and i dunno where to start.
i've got a paper to pass today, an exam and a composition tomorrow, another paper the day after, an AVP next week, and what else? a moving van to think about?
all this crap brings me to ask myself if i really wanna do all this.
do i?
'course i don't. but i have to. i have to get high grades, i have to please my superiors, i have to live up to everybody's expectations. it's driving me crazy. can somebody pass the way to heaven please?

weeeeell...
just another thingymajig that's in my mind right now: how could i possibly hate someone i barely even know? (and BARELY's an understatement) and...who's she talking about? better not mess things up again, little lady.. in thi first place, you're the reason behind my doubt here.......

ooooohh...i gotta go..deadline's a-comin'...

first post..duh!

sooo.. this is my first entry here in my, ehem, blog.. haha.. pretty interesting, this whole blogging thing.. so. here i am, after God-knows-how-many months of trying real hard to forget about him. still pretty much the same. by pretty much the same, i mean.....well, pretty much the same. i still long for his touch. i miss all the hugs, the hold-my-hand-as-if-you'd-never-let-go moments, EVERYTHING. and i can't agree more that i'm embittered. he just...went away. in a flash, all the things we shared were out the window, buried in a deep mud that nobody could ever dig out. it all happened so fast. what we had was strong, i thought, but i guess i was wrong again. i always assumed he'd always be there. that nothing could ever change the way he feels. that he'd love me forever. i woke up one day only to find his love gone. it was pretty unfair, you see, because in all the months we've been separated by err pride, i've never EVER loved nobody else but him. we're in speaking terms now, and that's great! but what's NOT good is that we're back to ground zero, and if you don't get me, we're back as friends. just freakin' friends. that's not the way i wanted us to end, but i have no choice, we started as friends anyway, so why not end that way, right? BUT HEY. i must move on.