Old and New Memories

Hong Kong, photo courtesy of my Dad. I don't know if he really knows how to frame the beautiful view or the view is simply this beautiful.

My complete Harry Potter collection.

My first ever HP book was Prisoner of Azkaban, but technically that isn't the oldest among my HP books because my Sorcerer's Stone happened to be a secondhand. A friend gave his book to my cousin and my ever kind cousin gave it to me when he knew that I bought Azkaban. Thanks to him! 

Look at that.. Battered and torn apart. 

I flipped the pages of my Azkaban book and this letter fell on my lap. I was surprised to see Roxanne's letter. To those who do not know, Roxanne is one of our friends, who had recently passed away earlier last year. 

I remember Roxanne as someone who cherishes her friends so much. She never failed to show us that she appreciates us. She used to write these notes, composed songs for our class, and even invent our "scientific names". When she left Statefields to get homeschooled, she would always come back for a visit. She always gives us some token of appreciation. 

This girl was never perfect. She used to always get in trouble, but that other side of her seems vague in my memory. Because of the goodness that she showed to us while she was alive, her good side is what I remember and I will cherish. My point is, a person can choose how can he be remembered. By doing good and showing love. Life is short. 

Updates are unnecessary.

Thanks to Facebook, Twitter and Plurk. All these sites have recently become my ranting outlets, thanks to the mountain of reports and exams that we have to do. Sorry. But I promise I will stop complaining from now on. 

This is the most crucial semester for me. My grades really fluctuated compared from the past semesters. My Phychem's partial average is 59 and my Stat's is 63. OMG :( I really really need to double and triple my efforts to make up with my low grades and for it to stop fluctuating any more. I WILL stop this mess. Babawi ako. Babawi ako. Babawi ako. And I will spend summer 2010 here in Cavite with no summer class to take. I declare it in Jesus' Name!

P.S. 

From an experiment in Phychem Lab. Galing noh? Amaaaaazing. Hehe. 

Breaking Point

I think I am this close to snapping. There's always something that gets wrong. I don't know. I told myself that I am not gonna settle to mediocrity. I don't want to be average in the only thing I am good at: studies. It is really painful because that's one of the most important things that I've been holding on to ever since the day that my daddy walked me on my first day to school and told me to aim for the "very-good star". Good grades are the only thing that I will always be proud of. One of the sure things to come out of hard work. But now, good grades are becoming hard to get. Really hard to get. Oh geez I'm starting to cry. 

But I'm never gonna give up. You might hear me say that I am already tired of these frustrating things, or you heard me say that I am tinatamad, but I'd rather shoot my face than say that I give up. I will never give up. That's the losing end, and I'm not gonna go that far. Give up my ass.