And this is how I cheer myself up.
Much as I'm trying to sound cheery -- it isn't really what I feel.
I can sense frustration building up inside - somewhere. It's probably my Journ assignments, what, with those freaking twos, or it's probably just everything that's been happening.
I WANT TO WRITE. But all I"ll ever do is write this semester. And it's in the form I don't really like. And it gets frustrating at times. And I don't really want to admit 'frustrating' a word.. .but I can't think of any other word.
Maybe that's why I found myself drawing a lot the past few days. Drawing during breaks, drawing during class. It's like I'm plain sick of words but I can't let go of them anyway.
And I'm not that good at it either. It's such a pain, knowing you're not good at both (writing and drawing), but being forced to do them for your peace of mind.
Grrr. I'm still in my pre-packing state and I have other work to do, and I want to 'role-play' and do other stuff, but I can't.
UGH. Please don't dwell much on the BV post. >.<
I just had to let this out.I'm going back to being cheery now. xD
I can't wait to go to the province. I will find rest and sleep and peace there plus work of course.
It's all I need to get myself fixed again. It will. I'll make sure of it.
The problem with being optimistic is that I don't know when to stop anymore. I don't even know if I am really optimistic or just pretending to be one.
But I wish to continue with this 'cheery' attitude anyway.
And to cheer me up, I'm linking this.
Yup. That's Fran, my first ever OC. She just means so much to me. I guess. Let's just say she's the girl that made me realize how cruel I can be if I let myself. Not happening though~
That's why she's there, so I can be cruel through her instead of doing it in real life and getting in trouble.
Yeah. I drew that last week, I guess.
One of those times when I get tired of reading those darned pile of books in front of me or perhaps brainstorming for an article, and then I just get my pen and doodle like crazy on whatever paper within my reach. This has been happening a lot of times and OH DEAR I can sense it'll be happening again and again in the next years of my life.
No, I'm not complaining. But the fact that I went back to drawing means I am getting tired of writing.. right? And I'm supposed to be a dedicated enthusiast of writing. I'll be doing it all my life. And the fact that I'm getting tired of it, worries me.
ANYWAY~ to lighten things up.
My first Christmas at the College of Education was AWESOME.
We're just one close-knit family.
We had our Christmas party yesterday morning and I just found it cool and home-y that students and faculty didn't have separate parties like the one I was used to.
Well, we are all teachers anyway~
And I don't care if our lantern THIS YEAR. (this year, cause well. Our batch has dreams and aspirations. LOL) was not as great as the other colleges, we they (the college after-party people) had da bar naman after the parade eh. LOLJK. Dean-approved BTW.
And no . I didn't drink. DUH. I just found it kewl that professors and students alike were there. =)) They even handed some to the ones still parading in front of our building.
I can sense frustration building up inside - somewhere. It's probably my Journ assignments, what, with those freaking twos, or it's probably just everything that's been happening.
I WANT TO WRITE. But all I"ll ever do is write this semester. And it's in the form I don't really like. And it gets frustrating at times. And I don't really want to admit 'frustrating' a word.. .but I can't think of any other word.
Maybe that's why I found myself drawing a lot the past few days. Drawing during breaks, drawing during class. It's like I'm plain sick of words but I can't let go of them anyway.
And I'm not that good at it either. It's such a pain, knowing you're not good at both (writing and drawing), but being forced to do them for your peace of mind.
Grrr. I'm still in my pre-packing state and I have other work to do, and I want to 'role-play' and do other stuff, but I can't.
UGH. Please don't dwell much on the BV post. >.<
I just had to let this out.I'm going back to being cheery now. xD
I can't wait to go to the province. I will find rest and sleep and peace there plus work of course.
It's all I need to get myself fixed again. It will. I'll make sure of it.
The problem with being optimistic is that I don't know when to stop anymore. I don't even know if I am really optimistic or just pretending to be one.
But I wish to continue with this 'cheery' attitude anyway.
And to cheer me up, I'm linking this.
Yup. That's Fran, my first ever OC. She just means so much to me. I guess. Let's just say she's the girl that made me realize how cruel I can be if I let myself. Not happening though~
That's why she's there, so I can be cruel through her instead of doing it in real life and getting in trouble.
Yeah. I drew that last week, I guess.
One of those times when I get tired of reading those darned pile of books in front of me or perhaps brainstorming for an article, and then I just get my pen and doodle like crazy on whatever paper within my reach. This has been happening a lot of times and OH DEAR I can sense it'll be happening again and again in the next years of my life.
No, I'm not complaining. But the fact that I went back to drawing means I am getting tired of writing.. right? And I'm supposed to be a dedicated enthusiast of writing. I'll be doing it all my life. And the fact that I'm getting tired of it, worries me.
ANYWAY~ to lighten things up.
My first Christmas at the College of Education was AWESOME.
We're just one close-knit family.
We had our Christmas party yesterday morning and I just found it cool and home-y that students and faculty didn't have separate parties like the one I was used to.
Well, we are all teachers anyway~
And I don't care if our lantern THIS YEAR. (this year, cause well. Our batch has dreams and aspirations. LOL) was not as great as the other colleges, we they (the college after-party people) had da bar naman after the parade eh. LOLJK. Dean-approved BTW.
And no . I didn't drink. DUH. I just found it kewl that professors and students alike were there. =)) They even handed some to the ones still parading in front of our building.