I've been having bad dreams lately and I can't shake off the fact that even I do pray every night, I still get nightmares. Maybe, I'm just not praying sincerely enough. :( I won't be blogging about my dream cause typing it down would just make me replay the eerie scene in my head all over again which by the way I'm trying to forget about. Maybe blogging about it is not exactly the best idea to forget about it. Haha.
I'll just blog about something else. Forgive me if I get really random and nonsense. Please understand. :)
There's something I completely hate about me. I hesitate to show my feelings towards someone. And no, I'm not just talking about any guy. I'm talking generally about everyone. Perhaps, a relative or someone I'm really close to, I hesitate to tell them I love them simply because it's not a usual thing to say such. And by simply breaking that par would be completely awkward. I don't know what it is about me but I'm scared.
I'm scared of the fact that everything's happening so fast. So fast that I can't completely feel the grasp of it. There's nothing I can stop nor slow it down. Tomorrow would be my last first day in highschool. A last year of many lasts. Last year of walking through the quaint hallways of AC, last year of being a "Makati girl", last year of having to wear uniforms, last year of having all girls classmates, last year of following the rules for the heck of conduct, last year of having my dear friends just a seat or door away and most of all, last year of being a highschool student which seems vividly just yesterday that I walked to the stage for having graduated from gradeschool imagining what's highschool like with anxiety and excitement. It's too much for my mind to conceive. Yet I know for a fact that I've gone through 3 years of highschool with pride and compusure and in which I loved every moment of it.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! :D
I love you, Dad.
I'll just blog about something else. Forgive me if I get really random and nonsense. Please understand. :)
There's something I completely hate about me. I hesitate to show my feelings towards someone. And no, I'm not just talking about any guy. I'm talking generally about everyone. Perhaps, a relative or someone I'm really close to, I hesitate to tell them I love them simply because it's not a usual thing to say such. And by simply breaking that par would be completely awkward. I don't know what it is about me but I'm scared.
I'm scared of the fact that everything's happening so fast. So fast that I can't completely feel the grasp of it. There's nothing I can stop nor slow it down. Tomorrow would be my last first day in highschool. A last year of many lasts. Last year of walking through the quaint hallways of AC, last year of being a "Makati girl", last year of having to wear uniforms, last year of having all girls classmates, last year of following the rules for the heck of conduct, last year of having my dear friends just a seat or door away and most of all, last year of being a highschool student which seems vividly just yesterday that I walked to the stage for having graduated from gradeschool imagining what's highschool like with anxiety and excitement. It's too much for my mind to conceive. Yet I know for a fact that I've gone through 3 years of highschool with pride and compusure and in which I loved every moment of it.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! :D
I love you, Dad.
