HEAVEN SEM

If Someone up there is listening...

I thought you wanted me to stay. I thought the reason why I never got into psych is because you wanted me to stay and find a purpose in whatever I'm doing right now.

That I accepted. And though I may have held a grudge with that little plan of Yours, I finally accepted what You wanted.

Now this.

You don't want me to get my subjects. MAJORS, my goodness. Why? Just tell me why.
You know, sometimes I don't really get You. A little help would have sufficed. And I will willingly go with what you planned. But no, I guess you're as numb as I thought you were in the past. You can't even help me in the littlest of my problems.

If by any chance, you're reading this or even hearing my thoughts, i'm begging you. Please, help me.

It's 4:00 AM

and I'm still wide awake.

No, it's not because of my self-diagnosed insomnia. You see, my family agreed that we'll go to Baguio because of the long weekend. It's a father-side family gathering-cum-getaway. Anyway, I think it's good for me because I'll be able to breathe another kind of air--a more polluted one.

Urban life is killing me. I'm so freaking bored but I don't want the 2nd sem to start yet--because I'm still lacking 2 majors and a PE. CRS sucks and it hates me big time.

It's amazing you know, how I manage to keep this blog updated even though I have no idea if someone's reading it. Yeah, another one of those self-centered egoistic thoughts. Never mind this senseless bunch of crap.

By the by, my birthday's coming up. Happy 18th Birthday to me. Yay!