Stuff

Today I feel so freakin tired. I haven't taken a bath since morning and one of my French tips chapped off. My back feels prickly and I feel like I've exhausted every single calorie there is in my system. But anyways that doesn't make me depressed. I just feel tired, and I'm looking forward for tomorrow. I just finished our map activity for Geog1, meaning you have to map out the whole Academic Oval Inner loop of Diliman (So that took me a walk of 4.4 km last Thursday and an accidental slip in front of Oblation himself), and my completion (finally) of 36 shots for my Photography class. Yuck this is all I talk about now, dork dork dork. This is so not me when I was in high school.

I don't feel like talking to anyone right now outside of my home unless I feel like it's something urgent. I just don't feel like sharing my life with some random person right now. If there's D-group, that would be the only time I'm sharing what's up with me. Somehow this feeling reminded me of phrase said to me a few months ago. It went something like,

"Ewan ko... hindi ko alam... baka pagsisihan ko... baka hindi... ewan ko lang..."

Same thing, I don't know if I will regret this aloofness or not. It doesn't matter right now. I don't want to think about other things except that I want to study and I'm serious about transferring to Manila. It is my own idea, and my own decision. I want to study there and I don't care if the campus is not as grandiose as Diliman. Yesterday, my mom and I went there, and it was all I expected it to be: urban, definite, short-distanced, enclosed. Apart from that, you'll also see street kids. You'll see poverty face to face. You'll see the other side of society. Yup, that's Manila.