I’ve lost my hope on love
And you were sent to me from above
I doubt the things you say you feel
Most times words spoken are never real
Lessons are thrown at me a lot these days
Yet I see myself constantly going astray
You showed me ugly things could be beautiful
I realized for a long time I was being a fool
I promised myself I’ll give our love a try
Please don’t disappoint my heart with a goodbye
Knowledge is knowing love would give pain
Just remember rainbows always come after the rain
First Week Knock Out
This week is big punch to face. Monday was sorta chill but the succeeding days were hell. We were asked to bring laptops to school for us to finish working on our research paper and we had to submit a lot of things ‘cause it’s also deadline week for everything. But despite our really busy schedule, my friends and I managed to mix fun with work. We watched movies during lunch break and still managed to eat kwek-kwek after school.
The next day was still the same routine. Wake up, go to school, make thesis, go home, and sleep. But, instead of sleeping, I got home and started working on my part of the thesis. I didn’t get a decent sleep again but all was well ‘cause Filipino time was sleeping time since we only watched Jose Rizal and I’ve already watched the movie during the break.
We had a new topic in Math which I find really difficult. I really, really hate Algebra more than anything. Plus, our teacher gave us a bring home activity which was impossible since I barely even listened during the discussion. Ugh. Thank God, Kaytte and J were there to help me.
Hmm.. moving on, Friday is supposed to be a stress-free day but since it’s PE and CAT day too, it’s not stress-free but stressful. I wonder what I did the entire day that I earned myself this ugly-colored bruise on my knee.
My friends and I stopped by the kwek-kwek stand and ate a maximum of three kwek-kwek sticks because.. YOLO (Haha). Then, on my way home, I saw someone got shot. I arrived, slept, and woke up because mother asked me to accompany her to her friend’s house. This week has also been the start of my 3rd book for my 100 Books Challenge. I’m reading A Feast For Crows and I can’t stop. GRRM makes his characters so perf. Ugh.
Can I get this shirt for my birthday?
I love Mondays, really. Except for the fact that it’s the first day of the week and it completely ruins everything. I went to school pretty early today since it’s the first day of school after the shortest Christmas break ever. My friends and I talked about our break and the classroom was pretty noisy first thing in the morning.
The morning started with me screaming my heart out because Christen decided to give me the perfect late Christmas present: a figurine of a chick. To those of you who’re new in my blog, I’m a chicken for a chicken. They scare the shit out of me. So yeah, that explains the screaming.
Afternoon classes were pretty quick because I pretty much dozed off during those classes. I didn’t have a single second of sleep since yesterday because my sleeping pattern got screwed pretty bad. We got dismissed at 3:40 and just when I thought I could go home and sleep, the JOAR had a meeting. I went home at 5:30 something and slept. Now, I’m pretty much awake with nothing to do. (sigh)