FINALLY
I have knocked some sense back into my head. I have snapped out of my "weirdo" mode. Whew. What a relief.

Tin also has knocked some sense into my head. She was right. I should stop blaming her for what happened to me. I know she doesn't want that to happen either. Siguro we we just caught in circumstances that was beyond our control. Or to be more than friends...?

Anyway, I don't want to be in love for the time being. For one its distracting to the things that you should be more focused to. Second, I don't know, maybe I feel that I'm still not up to the pressures of having a girlfriend. Being patient doesn't make me lose anything. It even prolongs my life.

Just to clear it: hindi ako in love. Ayokong ma-in love. Mahirap ma- in love. Promise.

I'm just starting to realize that what I've been doing this past year was hindering me from doing what I was supposed to be doing in the first place- doing good in my studies. Yes, I'm serious. I'm finally snapping out of it. The withdrawal syndrome has finally taken its toll. I've grown sick of it. Yeah, real sick of it.

Some s21 peeps (the rumored soulblock of s15) saw our grade 6 class picture. I can't blame them for calling me "botchog" or "mukhang-siopao" (this was how yang described me kanina, and I have to admit I was surprised because we don't talk that often, or we don't even talk), or just a small fat guy. Yes, I was not tall back in elementary. I just grew this tall when I reached 2nd year.

I love being tall.

Walking tall baby.

I'm happy and proud of myself.

For getting over.

Damn straight baby!

Hell yeah!

Peace out!