All the summer expectations that should have never been expected in the first place.
Sunday, April 22, 2012 @ 9:36 AM
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1/4th of summer has already passed by. I'm not as passionate about work as I used to, not to mention that I had to pass on two other jobs. A lot is going on. When the year started, I told myself that I'll be somewhere nice with (a special) someone for the summer. Obviously, nothing happened. Zero. Zilch. Nada.
Let's evaluate what has happened to me ever since I made unrealistic expectations for summer:
- I survived what my Literary History professor calls as "educational suicide". It's this feat wherein it involves you taking up ONLY major subjects in one semester. So, for this semester, I was only allowed 23 units. 21 of those units were for seven majors and the remaining 2 units were for PE (which I deliberately failed haha) I should be happy for my survival, but I feel sad because I wasn't able to give my 100% for my majors. I could ace them if I tried harder -- but it's clear that this feat isn't as easy I expected. :/
- This trip that I planned with friends didn't push through. I even applied for a job for it and nothing happened. Nice.
- Currently starting an unnamed project with my best friend. I'm pouring out a LOT of inspiration for this one. I've realized my true calling in terms of my artistical aspirations.
- Went through guy after guy after guy. But none of them were enough to handle my issues. I need a security blanket, not a booty call.
- He's starting to give up and I'm starting to become emotional about it. You had 3 years to fight everything. I wish you the best.
- AAAAND -- there's more.
Part 2 coming in the morning, chums.
Labels: life
All the summer expectations that should have never been expected in the first place.
Sunday, April 22, 2012 @ 9:36 AM
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1/4th of summer has already passed by. I'm not as passionate about work as I used to, not to mention that I had to pass on two other jobs. A lot is going on. When the year started, I told myself that I'll be somewhere nice with (a special) someone for the summer. Obviously, nothing happened. Zero. Zilch. Nada.
Let's evaluate what has happened to me ever since I made unrealistic expectations for summer:
- I survived what my Literary History professor calls as "educational suicide". It's this feat wherein it involves you taking up ONLY major subjects in one semester. So, for this semester, I was only allowed 23 units. 21 of those units were for seven majors and the remaining 2 units were for PE (which I deliberately failed haha) I should be happy for my survival, but I feel sad because I wasn't able to give my 100% for my majors. I could ace them if I tried harder -- but it's clear that this feat isn't as easy I expected. :/
- This trip that I planned with friends didn't push through. I even applied for a job for it and nothing happened. Nice.
- Currently starting an unnamed project with my best friend. I'm pouring out a LOT of inspiration for this one. I've realized my true calling in terms of my artistical aspirations.
- Went through guy after guy after guy. But none of them were enough to handle my issues. I need a security blanket, not a booty call.
- He's starting to give up and I'm starting to become emotional about it. You had 3 years to fight everything. I wish you the best.
- AAAAND -- there's more.
Part 2 coming in the morning, chums.
Labels: life
