Happy Birthday Karl!

Finals week has come to an end (although we still have two exams the next day, but considering that this is a Friday so it’s the end of a school week) and in a matter of hours, I’ll finally say goodbye to my hell-like semester!

A great way to end the semester, regardless of the fact that we had our exams in two subjects after this day. It was an awesome day. Pizza, friends and memories all packed in one day. Who would’ve thought that despite all that has happened, (damn, never knew those mishaps would pass by that easily) everything still worked out and became much better?

Well, wish you all the best, besh! Wala’y mushift sa ato ha?

Happy Birthday Karl!

Finals week has come to an end (although we still have two exams the next day, but considering that this is a Friday so it’s the end of a school week) and in a matter of hours, I’ll finally say goodbye to my hell-like semester!

A great way to end the semester, regardless of the fact that we had our exams in two subjects after this day. It was an awesome day. Pizza, friends and memories all packed in one day. Who would’ve thought that despite all that has happened, (damn, never knew those mishaps would pass by that easily) everything still worked out and became much better?

Well, wish you all the best, besh! Wala’y mushift sa ato ha?

Thank you Lord!

Although not a straight A record, I’m quite thankful. (I survived the wrath of our History teacher whom we all hate, if we only had the same professor during the prelims and midterms, we won’t get this kind of remark. Pero wala na tayong magagawa eh, pinalitan teacher namin sa pre-fi. Hahaha.) And I suck at minors. Haha.

Thank you Lord!

Although not a straight A record, I’m quite thankful. (I survived the wrath of our History teacher whom we all hate, if we only had the same professor during the prelims and midterms, we won’t get this kind of remark. Pero wala na tayong magagawa eh, pinalitan teacher namin sa pre-fi. Hahaha.) And I suck at minors. Haha.

Life lessons in a nutshell

No one won’t talk shit about you. Sorry for the word, but it’s the most appropriate term to fill in. ‘Bad’ is an understatement. If you think the friends you find trustworthy aren’t talking behind your back, then I feel sorry for you, mate. In this world, you couldn’t help but notice how people emphasize more the mistakes you’ve done than what are the things you’ve done in the right manner. In such a smooth surface of life, it’s either someone is covering, hiding or creating a hole.

Still not getting the point? Well, let me rephrase it. It should be “someone out there is still going to talk shit about you whether you like it or not”.

Think of and do what is right. It doesn’t completely apply to all things, but we can always consider those words. But, it has to be mind over matter. If you think what you’ve done is right for you and for everybody else, then do it. Don’t let anyone, anything or any circumstance stop you for doing the right thing.

If you can’t keep up with other’s pace, then make your own. There are some people around you, especially the people you consider your friends, who are picking up their rhythm. Remember, your life is your own journey. The people intertwined with your destiny are people currently running or walking in the same road as you are. Some run fast and some walk slow and you can’t help but think of others too. But if you can’t keep up, then make your own pace. It’s your journey anyway.

If you think you can’t fit in, then you’re thinking the wrong way. Stop thinking about how negative things are. Think about it. There’s a reason why you’re with the people whom you think you can’t get along with. Maybe someone out there wants to talk to you, but they feel the same thing too. Be more open, accept yourself. Don’t make society your basis for fitting in. Society’s not you, my friend, unless you let yourself get through this society whom you were afraid of.

Death doesn’t solve anyone’s problems. I have seen so many news about suicides. If you think death ends all your problems, then no. If you still wake up every morning, then there is still something in store for you. I don’t know what happens to you in afterlife, but I know that there are so many people around you who care about you a lot. Maybe you don’t notice them, but inside their hearts, they love you so much that losing you would be so unbearable. And I, a suicidal kid 4 years ago, do care for you.