"Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree. Saying nothing, that's enough for me."
Woods by paumatias
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No regrets. Ever since 2009 came, everything pretty much fell off place. But I don't care, really. College life had been one hell of a purgatory for me though it is where I learned how to be more independent. After I shifted colleges, I knew it was going to be more terrible. And it was, and maybe still is.
Something I learned form myself is that college doesn't really destroy me. It made me regard myself even more important and higher than everybody else. Think of it. In school I can manage to eat lunch alone in public. Most students cannot do that. Some would rather starve to death than be seen eating alone at McDonald's or even at Almer's (glue. hehe). Some would not go inside the auditorium without having to call their posse to ask them where the heck they are. Because they are afraid of entering the auditorium alone. Some would rather fail a test than rely on studying by themselves.
I always walk with my head held high upon landing my feet in school, but I hate it when students stare at me for doing so. Being invisible is what I love to do, you know. College totally twisted my life upside-down. But I thought to myself that each moment I step out of the Espana gate, my awesome life is waiting for me.
I go home seeing my family, especially my little one-year old nephew, making me the coolest auntie a baby boy could ever have because I feed him chocolate-chip cookies when his parents aren't looking; I check my email and I read regards of different people who enjoy my music; I wake up with a text message from my boyfriend telling me how much he loves me.
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It's January 1, 2011 and I'm here at my room. My parents are downstairs enjoying the night away endlessly using the karaoke machine. My siblings are out on our childhood neighborhood, celebrating 2011 with my distant relatives. Call me miss Anti-Social, I've been this way forever. I like it. I feel comfortable this way. But it would be much comfortable to celebrate it with my whole family including my step-brother who lives in a separate place, with us. It would also be nice if I have Okim over so we could finally have that new year picture of us with REAL fireworks in the background.
But right now, Id be glad to celebrate it with my old highschool friends, with my teammates, with my friends living abroad, with my conservatory friends whom I miss too. Just one day with any of them would mark my new year just alright.