Saturday, September 24, 2005
I'm in the walawala. I had a blast at wala wala. Now, do not jump into conclusions for there was no boozing or bartop dancing. I was there in broad daylight. Today saw me at wala wala, supporting miss small and the band who was competing in power jams 2005. I must say that it was a delightful experience and I actually found myself sitting through till the end. I could really do without the ciggie smoke though. Really. After everything came to an end, I made my way to town to meet a friend for the first time after about 6 years for dinner. I've nothing to say about that. I had a good time chatting though. Now, let's just move on.
Lately, I feel emotionally detached from the real world. I often find my mind dwelling on the past and more often than not, I find my heart being stabbed all over again. It comes across to me as uncanny how I love to make myself reconcile with the hurt that I very much wanted to get rid of. Okay nevermind. Forget my i-like-to-get-hurt-and-i-am-immuned-to-it-since-people-seem-to-enjoy-letting-me-down fetish. Right now, I am consumed by anger and I am completely frustrated with a particular someone. If M wants to maintain a friendship, M has to get off my back because at the rate things are going, I can only foresee myself hating M more than ever.
I can't wait for everything to be over. I can't wait to get out from everything. I can't wait to embrace life all over again. But I would be a hypocrite if I were to disagree that being a student is a way of life. I just want to stop doing everything that I've been doing all this while, momentarily. I want to accomplish things which I never got the chance to, in the course of fighting this 3-year long battle. So yea, 44 more days to the start of the final lap. Tourism essay and 7 drqs tomorrow. Yabadabadoo.
Sometimes I wonder why there are still people who bother to read my blog. Just look at the crap I've written. I suck.
Kwinella @ 10:59 PM!
