Heared all the noise of the morning. My eyes are still close but could feel the beat of the wake. I dreamed about ANILAO.haha. but the students were my elementary fellas and also my elemntary mentors. Couldn't imagine of that. But I felt somethings bothering me and somethings not right.
Maybe beacause I was paranoid by that time. Paranoid of what will happen to me in my college. My friends often told me to be strong in getting the right answers on my problems. I sometimes regret that I belong "". But think that my journey is way too long for me to go back. So I must continue and try not to reminisce the bad stuff and go onwards.
Missing my HS life is the most precious memory I ever had. All the laughs and the cries. The non-stop singing and dancing. Those sleepless nights in making porjects. but then to consider not all ends in sorrow. The life of a Special SC student is really incomparable. I've tasted the bitterness of "NUMBERS" and the sweetness of "JOKES". haha. What a foolish line CEj!.
Those meetings and the group projects. The "copy-paste" technique. lol. The "QA" during tests and most of all "UP".hahahahaha.. I lurv ou adviser.
Next week will be the last week of Hardship!.. So now!.. gonna get off the pc and study. mwah!.. gud aftie!:)