Read a quote about how books are a way of escape to some people.
I found it offending but after a while, I realized that in a way, I felt like that simply because it’s true in its own sense. At least for me…
I think there are times wherein we feel we’re so locked up in the normality that we desperately look for a way out. Another world that will give you THAT certain something that you just can’t seem to see in your current reality. It’s like an energy booster for you to be able to get yourself at your feet and move.
Books for me are like oxygen. When you’re suffocating with all that is happening, you can just sit in a corner, shut up, and let you mind wander as you let yourself be engulfed to a different world.
I’m so thankful that there are people blessed with the ability to express themselves and create something that lets you feel like you’re not alone.
That someone out there might be feeling the same emotion you’re going through…
That someone lets you feel that maybe dreaming about the seemingly impossible is ok…
It feels weird. Lately I find myself crying my eyes out for reasons I couldn’t comprehend….
Scratch that… I do know why, but I guess I just don’t have the guts to admit it to myself. Why? Well, I guess I’m so afraid of saying to myself that the decisions I made… which I was so sure that they’re right, might turn out to be a mistake.
You know, after finishing one chapter of your life, you have this expectation that what you prepared for will be the thing that you will experience. You have this feeling that the choice you made is the best one and you couldn’t have made a better choice.
But then, life has it’s annoying ways to slap you in the face to say that, “Oh, no… this will not be easy as you think…”.
So now, you’re lost… in a middle of what you thought as the best decision. Faced with the fact that maybe, you still have no idea as to what you really want to do with your life. So what happens next? You’re left in a middle of nowhere, being sucked in with a crowd you don’t recognized and feel pity about yourself for not knowing yourself enough.
I never thought that finding your purpose in life could be so difficult.
Countdown starts… Labing-apat (24) na araw na lang bago ang graduation at sa walong (8) araw… ipapaskil na yung mga pangalan ng mga naka-survive sa apat o limang taon ng pagsusunog ng kilay, paghaharag sa requirements, at sa ‘sleepless nights’.
Parang hindi pa din ako makapaniwala sa nangyayari.
Eto na yung pinakahihintay ng mga estudyante… pero parang ayoko pa…
Hindi naman sa gusto kong bumagsak syempre… Sino bang normal na tao ang may gusto nun di ba? Nakakatakot lang isipin na sa mga susunod na araw, iba na ang aatupagin ko.
Wala ng enrollment, wala ng iintindihin na tuition fees o kung gaano ba karami ang subjects sa isang araw. Wala ng kaba sa pag-iisip kung terror ba yung prof na maghahandle sa klase atbp.
Pagkatapos makuha ang pinakaaasam na diploma, yung pressure na kaylangan nang gamitin ang lahat ng natutunan mo sa taon na inilagi mo sa pag-aaral ng kursong pinili mo ang iintindihin. Ibang grading system na ang haharapin. Wala nang prof na magtuturo kung pano itama ang mali.
Ikaw na ang bahala sa mangyayari sa buhay mo.
Nakakatakot, pero exciting yung ideya na ibang lugar na ang pupuntahan mo. Hindi mo alam kung anong mangyayari.
Sa ngayon, halo-halong emosyon ang nararamdaman ko. Nakakawindang.
Eto din kaya ang nararamdaman ng mga kapwa ko graduating students?
Did you ever experienced the feeling of wanting to write so much but then again you can’t because you can’t put the right words that will express what you really feel? It’s so frustrating…
February, the month of the deadliest deadlines.
For others, it’s a season of sweet things going around, here and there… but for me, it’s a month full of neck breaking, mind boggling, and body shaking events. It’s ironic because its supposed to be a month full of rest and relaxation… or so I thought.
I’ve been experiencing burn-out in a lot of aspects of my life, and the “good”(?) thing about it is that I think I know the reason why I feel it. Weird huh? Me, knowing the root of the problem yet still unable to do something in order to find a solution.
I think this time (for now), I can label myself as a moron. Yup, you read it right… MORON… because I think I’m stuck (again) in the middle of nowhere with a pile of workload constantly pouring down like a signal #4 storm. These are the moments where I feel like crushing my head with the nearest hard object I’ll be able to grasp.
If reality is like an anime, then maybe I’ll be looking like the character who is unable to get out of the area and was crushed by a box or building which weighs a ton.
Anyways, I just have to hold on because I’m nearly at the finish line.
Valentine’s Day na sa Tuesday…
Habang ang karamihan ay gumagala at nakikipagdate…
Nandun ako sa classroom…
Tinatapos ang sangkatutak na requirements…
What a way to celebrate…
Advance Happy Valentine’s/Single’s Awareness Day sa inyo! :)