It's 1:40am in our clock. I'm still awake. Ghel's already snoring. I don't know when will I get used to this new schedule. My body clock hasn’t adjusted yet. I easily get tired even if my day haven't finished yet. I start doing everything past 10pm and I finish at around this time--really really tired. When will I get used to this?

College should be considerate to sick students like in high school. I have been very sick since Tuesday but I still go to school because of the attendance and surprise quizzes. Sheesh.

God allowed me to choose. He has granted me free will. And now I am facing the consequences of my own actions. 

It's raining hard (though I can't see it from our useless window). We've no classes since the Late President Aquino will have her burial today hence it's declared as a holiday. I’m all alone, pigging out on a box of Sicilian Express pizza. At least I can watch How I Met Your Mother. Damn, I never thought it feels so good to laugh out a real laughter after a great depression.

Whatever it takes that what I'll do. I'll give anything to get back to You.

You know I realized that as I grow older, the problems I face get bigger too. So should be my faith. God will never leave me. I know I can pass this stage; I will manage. I'm with HIM.

PAGOD NA PAGOD NA KO. GG NA SIR.

Just watched 5 episodes of How I Met Your Mother. The show is really really hilarious. Reminds me of my friendship between Debb, Allan and Eric. Not really the same as they are, but dang, their friendship is something as genuine as ours. Love the show, love my friends. Now suit up!! :-)

I think I laughed way too much this week. I love it.

Totally drained. Just had three consecutive quizzes this afternoon.

I am here at the Sun Suites lobby. Surfing the net using the wifi. Really, this is one of the best things that has happened here at the dorm -- something FREE. :)

I wish it could be simple, like a retro pop song, "I want you to want me." Boom. End of story. We all live happily ever after. But it's never really like that, is it? -John Tucker Must Die

If there's one thing I have learned over the past year of being eighteen, it is the thing called CONTENTMENT.

It always goes like this: you have to clear up all the clutter in your desk before you can find your missing pen. And so as in life. Deal with the mess before you start on finding what you want.