Breather

I decided to take a break from studying and making papers, oral exams outlines and other shit needed for the last leg of the race.

I've been thinking to myself that I don't want this week to end because it would mean the end of something that I can't let go right now. But with all the stress accumulating, I wanted this week to end. Add the turmoil and crisis that's happening in the country.

For me, this has been nothing but a nuisance. This is just to confuse and threaten the government. And just when you think that at last, we're actually going somewhere.

The sad part is that all of a sudden, the landslide victims in Leyte were pushed aside. As if this never happened and all that is happening is the nonsense coup attempts, the rallies that have no point at all--> I mean, if they want to oust PGMA, they should produce a more capable, more credible and most fit president to lead us all.

I think this is the point that the rallies are going nowhere. The middle class, who have always been the tipping point, could not support rallies because of this point. For me, PGMA is the lesser evil. I can't think of anyone who can lead us right now.

Can't they just rally and protest next week? When we're done with our finals? The last thing we need is to delay our graduation.

Curses

I'm not sure what God had in mind when He (with the help of my parents) made me. I'm allergic to some foods that people would pity me for not being able to stand such delectable cuisine. I don't mind it at all. At least I'm motivated (unwillingly) not to eat so much.

But there's this one thing that I'm allergic to. It's not food. I experienced it recently when a friend of ours celebrated her birthday. After eating out, we went to this bar and went dancing until sunrise. Of course, I didn't notice the effects until 2 days after. I would get hardcore migraine and a tough sore throat to boot. It was getting bothersome and I couldn't concentrate on the times I would study. My eyes felt heavy, like a feeling of being drunk but you're really aware of what's going on.

There goes my night life....

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Ok, there's this another person I'd like to kill when I get better. I'd better not talk about it here. I feel the need to shop...

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It's approximately 3 weeks and 3 days until the end of college. I'm having mixed feelings of "getting things over and done with", and reminiscing and trying to slow down the time. Honestly, I'm not that keen on working, yet. I still want to enjoy my youth and get back on all the summers I missed. If only I could stay in Boracay for a month or so... well... actually I can. I'll have to beg or perform on the streets so I could get the money first.