I had such a very fun birthday. Few people know how emotional I become when it's my birthday. I've had a series of bad birthdays for years that I gave up even hoping to have a pure & sincere good time on my birthday. But this year, I actually did.
Thanks to the spontaneity of my friends and I, we had an awesome unplanned slumber party. Patty's aunt owns this beach house in Guimbal so we packed our bags the morning of my birthday and headed out. We were pretty loaded that day. We splurged on groceries and spur-of-the-moment shopping. Like we just bought whatever popped into our minds.Hahaha! We ended up buying too much food. So yeah, we pigged out. A LOT.
And to top it all off, we cooked our food the old style way- over uling. Later that day, we swam in the beach, made smores and Patty got drunk with vodka.
So yeah. We had endless stories about random things and people. And we did crazy stuff only the four of us could understand.
Good times, good times. The best thing about my birthday was the realization how great it is to be in college. I have all the freedom in the world, yet I am sane enough not to abuse it.
Gosh, this is the life.
PS. pictures will be posted soon.
I've just read Pres. Barack Obama's speech on election day and it almost moved me to tears. He's the most hopeful American I have ever known. It's comfortable to know that despite how upside down and chaotic America has been, with the never-ending war and financial crisis, there is a man serving like a torch of light that lifts up the trampled American spirit. I'm really happy for America. The election of Pres. Obama once again proves how history can dramatically change according to the acts, choices and decisions of the people who form it. I have high hopes that the 67 bilion American people who voted on election day acted, chose and decided wisely.
God bless America. :)
I’m glad to tell you that I’m doing better here at home. I’m in a superficial place I used to live in. But this time, I am not that same old superficial person. Actually, I guess this is the reason why I didn’t feel like going back to
Though I’m doing better now, I still have my “bipolar attacks”. I become depressed and dejected all of a sudden. This happens when I look back at the past sem, the five months that has gone by. I think about it a lot. I am quite a thinker. I really wanted to go away to a place where nobody knows my name and start anew with a clean slate. I got all I wanted. I lived independently. I had the privilege to start going to a Christian Church. But I know in the back of my mind that I screwed things up with wrong decisions. I’ve been making all the wrong decisions. Everything seemed perfect but I just had to be immature and make a mess out of the blessings I have.
I know I’ve hurt and stepped on a lot of feelings. I’ve been offensive with my words. I’ve been uncontrollable with my sharp tongue. I want to apologize to my victims, victims of my insensitivity.
I know I haven’t been the best student I can be this sem. I’ve absorbed all the bad vices dorm life can offer. I placed my academics next to my social life in my priority list. To my parents, I’m sorry if I seemed to just consider your efforts to send me to college a game to play and fool around with.
I know I’ve been displeasing my Father. I conform to the world and stray away from the
I regret all the wrong decisions I’ve made. I hope it’s not too late to start making the wrong things right. Now that the sem has ended, I’ll put the erroneous past behind and look forward to what’s ahead- new semester, new classes, new classmates and well, not necessarily a new me but a better me.
