Friday, January 8, 2010

Weightless at the moment.



Finished half-part of the year with a minor exam...I should be doing something worth-living. The question is if I should remain obsessed with Fueled by Ramen bands and toy kingdom or actually live up the full responsibility of being a graduating high school student.

Any ideas on how to start?

Friday, January 1, 2010

2009

2009.

Was the best, the worst...and it taught me a lot. Upon recollecting the shit and crap I went through last 12.00 mn on the morning of January 1st, while listening to the song "Saturday", I noticed I learned a lot:

1. Life is full of ironies (e.g. Winning the Bible Quiz, My annoyance and love for Mr. Ryan Ross and other bull shit I need not to talk about)

2. Senior year is full of vanity crap and fun.

3. College entrance examinations is full of crap especially when Universities hold them all in a month in the first few months of Senior Year. (bull shit)

4. People who thinks you're a huge problem to their lives has serious problems with theirselves.

5. I love my George :)

6. Shane Valdez is hilarious, cute and amazing. The best director I've ever heard of. :)

7. English makes life a living hell when you don't do your requirements under certain circumstances.

8. SCIENTIFIC CALCULATOR IS IMPORTANT. Really.

9. I need glasses badly.

10. Learn to keep my mouth shut...on purpose.

Yes...2009. I love it. I love that year, that I may need a time machine to fix my mistakes and wish they never existed. I love this year because I grew up and moved to a new me, a new house, a new life.

I realize that I need to let go of a lot of things and people need to let go of me. It's been hard, but it's the best. I conquered my fears and learned to appriciate the given facts of life. I learned not to be shy and to stand up and let my emotions and thought be heard.

And maybe that's the reason I hate New Year's Eve. I hate letting go of the past year's events and moving on to a new year of crap and bullshit, of glory and happiness of new blessings and failed hope. But that's how it's suppose to be. And that's the way the cookie's suppose to crumble. I need to deal with that.

Happy New Year.