So Long Summer

Slumbering for almost 15 hours. Gazing at the vast nothingness-- just to let time pass. And, simply be a child-minded person, would be the things which I'll be missing the most. Ugh. :|

Is There A Reverse Gear?

I couldn't recall the last time I posted a blog here. Dang! I've almost killed it.
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"God gave us memories that we might have roses in December. "
-J.M. Barrie.

I was reading "Courage" and a lot of things registered in my mind because of this line. Yeah, yeah... Nothing big-just memories. :| :) I want to disentangle myself from some of it. Nonetheless, majority are worth keeping. Is there a reverse gear? Nostalgia sucks. Really. It brings nothing but unbearable pain.

Okaaaaaaaaaay, very random.
I'll update this soon.

As Odd As It May Seem

Being the EIC of our School Paper for my last year of stay in Holy Spirit School was one of the best and at the same, one of the worst times of my life. Quite contradicting, isn't it? It was definitely one of the best. I had so much fun. It enabled me to enhance my interest in the most exciting capacity possible. Though, I have never been that tired in my entire life. It was a very tiresome job which will require you to squeeze those brain cells to its limits and you have to pour strenuous efforts. Before, I thought the responsibility carried out by such position was just to edit the articles done by the writers and give its final judgment before the publication. I thought it was just nuts and bolts, since in the event there's nothing to revise, saves me from my work then. It was an entire misconception. An Editor In Chief isn't supposed to write except for her Editorial (and perhaps the leading article?) that's her duty, in the first place. But, I've experienced to write rushed articles since we were beating deadlines. I even remember working on it during class hours which annoyed the Hell out of me, cause I have to skip Physics class. *Rolling on the floor laughing*

As odd as it may seem, I miss the stress and strains of carrying that title. It was gratifying at many levels. I miss writing my Editorials, and refining the articles done by the other staffers. This is one of the many things I miss in my High School Life.

I Just Find It Strange

A lot of things are rambling in my mind, at the moment. Majority are upsetting, still there are those which are very moving. Directing me to extreme euphoria, sometimes to nostalgia. I've condemned myself repeatedly for those "not so happy" things which happened, and I held no one but myself accountable for those occurrences. Could it have been a fault of someone else? Definitely not! Now, I'm paralyzed with so much wrath, guilt, probably doubt? and an overwhelming amount of regrets. These things have deeply wounded and heavily trampled my ego much worse than how I supposed. Thankfully, I've learned. So now, I'm trying to avoid those damn and foolish mistakes I've committed.