After almost two years, I finally met up with two elusive friends at the same time. After procrastinating for... ever, I finally faced the fact that I am not going to get above average grades this term. Gah. I enjoyed talking with my two little sisters again though, and the only thing that bites me is that I had a paper for my student-y self about.

I can't really bring myself to feel anything but guilt for letting my professors down. Mmm. I'll make up for it next term. Can't procrastinate then, nope. Really can't. Where's my inner nerd? Did she run away with the rest of my dwindling sanity? *peeks* Nope. Sanity's still chained down. Parts of it, anyway.

Besides, I have people besides professors I can't let down.

Now, after all that, I can't help but remember the term that breezed by. In fact, this is the fastest term that ever passed yet, and the most eventful. It's more eventful than most of my terms put together, and hey, that's saying something. It's me we're talking about.

Several sweet and tangy things made their way into my mouth, from sampaguita ice cream to Fettucini to Red Horse (fine, not sweet nor tangy. Not literally anyway)... to a lot of other sweet and tangy things.

I've been to (and fully enjoyed) several new places without my family, from Tagaytay La Salle Villa, the Manila Ocean park, Urdaneta Park, and the lovely roofdeck of La Faet. I've even been to the world of film, outfits and make-up (thanks Misihe!) The most memorable though... is painted blue. And airconditioned.

I've also met the one person I never thought I could care so much about, all things considered... one of them being the fact that I thought I was dead inside by now. For the first time in... practically ever, reality beat fiction. Hands down. Realleh. It's because of him that this term's become especially memorable, and durnit, if I wanna be mushy, I will be mushy when I feel like being mushy and there's nothing anybody can bloody do about it.

Never felt so good, bad, sad and flustered, so much at the same time that it's taken serious tolls on my system. Butterflies? Elephants? I had friggin' orcas swimming through my entrails.

I couldn't have met him at a better time, I believe. Otherwise... I might not have made it into the Lit program... He might not have gotten a 3.5 on his thesis... because I can't seem to stop, and (heehee) he doesn't seem to be able to either. Some proof of that is in a certain classroom, even, and now that I realize it... holy hell. I'll still be using that classroom!

I've found something better than coke, and better than gaming.

Better than what I imagined at all.

I love you, and you know that, right?

MUSHMUSHMUSH!

As for the next two weeks in succession... here's to finishing Fatal Frame II, and riding out my withdrawal with Niro as an unwilling substitute. *clings to bear*

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*breaks out coke*



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