With all the blessings that I have been receiving lately, allotting a small space on my page for You is one mediocre act. But still, I want You to feel how grateful I am for all of these. :)

Because I am one who’s eternally infatuated to the scent of fresh paper. Read: my love for journals and freehand writing. :)

No, college life has not ended. It will be kept at the back of my mind, playing. The scenes of shared happiness, mental snapshots of events that took my breath away, the sound of lung-breaking laughter, everything. The solitude that I enjoyed, the company that I loved.

I can imagine living life outside eLBi, but I still can’t imagine how I would manage. Far from every comfort zone that I have set for myself in the last five years - the familiar corridors, the favorite Freedom Park benches, the cozy “stargazing spots” (eg. UPCO sidewalk), and yes, my room, whose walls have been the silent witness of all the academic and emotional hardships that I and my friends have experienced.

It’s weird how I both love and hate to say this, but hell yeah, 2008-09245 is now signing off. :D

Someone told me that for me to have it, I should claim it. So yes, ga-graduate ako! Konting push na lang. :D

To be complete is a choice. You deserve to be happy,only if you choose to be happy. Fear not any more of the uncertainties. Because those uncertainties will make you feel more alive. - Bop

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After reading your letter, there were like a hundred thoughts that came rushing into me. ‘See you in 18 months’, as of now, is all that I can say. I am still at a loss for words, still in a sort of shock-slash-denial stage. People may think that we, your closest friends, are overreacting for all these sad posts. But maybe, that’s because they do not know you, and the effect that you have on people. Others will never fathom how not being able to keep in touch with you is one of the most difficult phases that we, your friends, could ever experience. For me, talking to you was like some sort of an ‘emotional recharging’, as the unique views that you have and the good advice that you give were the beacons that have guided me through the blur-est moment of my life. Bop, I miss you the moment you crossed that red MTC line. See you on September 2014! :)

A letter from the girl who wanted to be a tree. I still can’t find the courage to open it. :| See you in 18 months, dear! @plethoraofdryad

Positivity, the lone beacon in the darkness, is what usually keeps the people up for the fight. I know I had been the pessimistic type most of the time. I easily panic over the things that should not be worried about. Yes, I tried to look into the brighter side of things and situations, but I perfectly know that at the back of mind, there will always be some sort of a culprit that would steal the spark of happiness I’m holding in my hand.

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A new perspective in viewing things, please. :)

Great plans for the weekend! Two days of an exclusive date with. Ugh. This. Meh. :3

I can sense some bridges breaking. 

Daig mo pa ang teleserye sa dami ng drama.

"I do all this shit for other people and then I wake up, and I’m empty. I have nothing."

— Tiffany | Silver Linings Playbook

“And finally I want to add just one more bit of advice: to keep growing, silently and earnestly, through your whole development; you couldn’t disturb it any more violently than by looking outside answers to questions that only your innermost feeling, in your quietest hour, can perhaps answer.”

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To betterment, Rilke. To betterment.

Old school.

Hello, batchmates. I miss our ‘neophyte’ days. :)

I was never good in waiting.