(Photo not mine).

This was exactly how I felt when I had my hopes high for you. Now, I know better, because I know when I’ve reached my limit.

Still, I find myself foolish for still bearing feelings for you.



Lots of things happened from last week, and I don’t think I remember half of it. Nevertheless, I shall do my best in order to record my first week of college in this blog of mine, so I’d have something to look at in the years to come.

Remember when I made that list in post #9 and said that I’ll be finishing all of them? I didn’t learn all of the songs on guitar, sadly. I was almost able to play the entire “Godfather theme” by Slash by the end of April, but since my mom arrived, I’ve decided to go to Bicol and meet my soon-to-be stepfather. He’s alright; he has an old soul for his age. Anyway, I don’t want to talk about those days when I stayed with my mom because during most days, I felt like leaving the place.

…so I didn’t bring my electric guitar then, and I wasn’t able to learn anything new until my mom noticed that I was giving her the silent treatment and bought an acoustic guitar, which I left at Bicol so that I wouldn’t have to bring a guitar in going there, and that I’d be able to practice during my stay at Bicol, particularly CamSur. I’d like to thank my tita France for comforting me whenever I needed someone to vent out my feelings to. ๐Ÿ™‚ But during the time I had that acoustic guitar, (I named it Tangerine because of its orange color) I was able to play part of Led Zeppelin’s “The Rain Song”, and I was really happy when I played it without making any mistakes. Haha! It’s because I love Led Zeppelin and their songs, and I think The Rain Song would be in my top ten Led Zep songs, so yeah. ๐Ÿ˜€

So, my first week at the Pontifical and Royal University of Santo Tomas, the Catholic University of the Philippines (such a long title given to a university, huh? Well, stuff happened; therefore, this is the result) was alright… I think.

June 3: I wanted to attend the mass but whoa, a lot of people were there so I decided not to. I met up with my friend from Dominican College during my elementary days, Monica, and we reminisced while going around the uni. We were even able to see Karim Abdul, who’s playing for UST Growling Tigers Men’s Basketball Team. ๐Ÿ™‚ I even tried out Spamu there (the one that looks like sushi with spam on top).

June 4: No classes, woot! I even learned how to play the first guitar solo in Led Zeppelin’s “Since I’ve Been Loving You” and learned a little of “Rock And Roll” and “Whole Lotta Love”. ~(^u^~) (~^u^)~ \(^u^)/

June 5: First day as an OT student. GAH. It was a very tiring day and it was my first time climbing the staircases of the med building that led to the sixth floor! As I’ve mentioned in my FB Account:
Survived my first day as an occupational therapy student, and there were three things that I’ve realized during the day:– I shouldn’t drink coffee in the morning.– I hate stairs.– I’ll be doing this for the next five years… and if I reach my fifth year, it’d be a remarkable feat, as mentioned by the higher batches.…ooh, and then there’s homework.ย โ€”ย feelingย tired.

June 6: No acads! Just campus tours and orientations.

June 7: Endless orientations and then Thomasian Welcome Walk, which strangely, wasn’t delayed because for the last four years, the TWW started around August, September or even in later months since it would always rain for the last four years. Unfortunately, the after party didn’t happen that day because it rained heavily. I even got back home around 10. XD

June 8: Orientation na naman. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ Half day nga lang, buti naman.

June 9: Rest day! :DDDDDDD

So yeah, that pretty much sums up my entire week. Now I have to go downstairs for my dog’s pooping session. ๐Ÿ™‚


I’ve never felt this way in a long time.

I don’t know why, but when my eyes first crossed yours, I couldn’t understand what was happening within me. All I ever thought was this emotion is temporary and will fleet through time, but a part of me says that it’s not.

I haven’t even met you, and this is odd since I only saw you from a photo at first, and then watched you act. I don’t know why, but it feels like my insides are falling into an abyss that suddenly became present inside me and I’m making an effort to catch my breath.

It’s been quite a while since I’ve sensed this. Fangirling? It’s quite beyond that, and I don’t think that a mere person would be convinced if I told them that I might have fallen with this person rather than infatuated.

It just feels different from the others. He’s different, and I can’t comprehend myself as of now. But if I’m ever so blessed by the Almighty and the heavens above, I pray that our paths will cross and that I can see you in flesh, listen to you speak personally and be great friends with you.

You’ve left an impact on me, and it’s only been two days.

I’ve gone mad. I’m starting to write cheesy lines like these all because of this guy. I’m not that kind of girl who’d do so, but there’s something to him that makes me giddy right now. Crap. Must suppress these feelings. >.<