Musings

Why does life become complicated when we get older? Aaron said its because our pile of responsibilities grow as we age. Come to think of it, when we were kids, all we ever thought about was keeping the balloon that our parents snagged for us from a birthday party in our hands, or keeping our faces clean after eating ice cream, or making sure that we don't trip ourselves and fall down on our faces in front of our friends. Simple, sometimes candid, stuff. But now that I got older, I found out that there's more to life's responsibilities than wiping away sticky ice cream remains from the corners of my mouth.

In the past couple of weeks, my life has been a whirlwind of deadlines, requirements and emotions. By just saying the word "THESIS" makes me morph into a undecipherable, stuttering monster that foams at the mouth with the thought of the revisions that I have in store for me. Add my reports, papers and exams for my two other subjects. Total chaos. I usually would rant at the workload given to us but now, I've been asking myself what good would it do to rant? I would only be wasting precious time (and saliva) in doing so, when I could put all of the effort in making (and beating) the deadlines. Kabam. Responsibility. Things wouldn't have gotten this hectic and compressed if I worked on my papers on time. Before I could blame a thousand people why I got smothered in papers and readings except myself but now I know that I only have myself to blame. Oh well. I'm already here, right? I just have to make the best of it and pray to God that I finish everything on time.

Congratuations to Kuya Guido, Ate Tess, Carl, Patty and Charisse. Tapos na paghihirap niyo sa school. Goodluck sa working life. Dito lang kami para sa inyo palagi. :) Carl donuts! :)

But floating is what you do. That is beautful, that is you.