One. I will survive the night without tears.
Two. I will sleep before school.
Three. I will finish the PowerPoint presentation.
Four. I will have time to study Psych and ace my exam.
Five. I will finish my ethics report standing up.
Six. Everything will go well tomorrow.

This semester has taught me that anything I ever thought could be fun simply cannot be ( Read more... )

 Things turned around for last weekend. When usually everything that goes wrong does, everything that should've gone wrong got fixed. Saturday class was cancelled, Tuesday torture postponed. I am amazed ( Read more... )

 I would like to cry right now ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I was seriously considering becoming a vegetarian. I was eating chicken and feeling like a cannibal, and imagining dead chickens and cows and pigs. So I'd been eating fish ever since, because fish don't really demand much sympathy (even if I did have a pet fish who went to fish heaven down the bathroom sink ( Read more... )

OK or okay, in assenting or agreeing, adv or adj [abbr. or oll korrect, facetious alter. of all correct] (1839): ALL RIGHT
OK or okay n (1841): APPROVAL, ENDORSEMENT

Yes, okay is a word.
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Okay?

I stopped receiving Christmas gifts from my parents maybe 9 years ago. I can't remember the gifts before that, but I asked for a Walkman in 2000. We bought it together in SM Department Store, and since then, they always just gave me money (or took me shopping). It made me feel mature, because that was what my mom's policy was with her inaanaks. ( Read more... )

 I spend all my time imagining a series of what-if’s, spacing out with my earphones plugged uncomfortably deep inside my ear canals. What if that almost-fistfight at the Cebu Pacific counter had turned into something more than almost? What if I had been the last one to make it to the subway platform, and the only one not to make it into the train ( Read more... )

 When it hurts so much you can't breathe, that's how you survive.

1. If I can write a reflection paper in under thirty minutes, doesn't that mean I have reflected on my life so many times before that I shouldn't be made to write these things anymore? I'm like a rabbit giving birth to these papers. Enough.


2. Yes, I do know that my tires are looking a little deflated, so please stop nagging me. It makes me feel like my ( Read more... )