Wow. I cant believe I actually miss writing.

Ive been really busy for the past few days, and with that busy-ness comes a truckload of stress, a pint of inspiration, countless floating notions, and hints of nostalgia.

And all that stress has taken its toll on me yet again. Ive been having recurring headaches and occasional melancholic attacks. What scares me the most though is the fact that my head hasnt stopped throbbing since Saturday. After having stayed up till 3:30am last Friday (during Circle 101's retreat) and having woken up at 6 just to take a bath, ride with the Zobel van, pass by McDo, and head to Taft, my brain has suffered from unbelievable stress.

In one of the lecture halls

Not only was I able to annoy my uh, "fellow delegates" in the Math Camp in DLSU-M with my constant yawns and 8-second-naps during the class we took on that Saturday morning, I was also able to relinquish my PM lecture and had a taste of what it feels like to be part of Taft. Why is that? I was rushed (well, the teacher more like rushed me) to the university's clinic and I ended up sleeping on one of the beds there for a few hours. (That white mattress felt like heaven to me during those few hours, I swear.) I was saved from total damnation, and amazingly inappropriate pain because of that decision of mine to just stay in the clinic. The headache I had after we ate our lunch then was the worst Ive ever had. THE WORST. My head hurts just thinking about it. Eow.

So anyway, what Im trying to say here is that my head must be suffering from grave lack of sleep and an overload of ssstreesh. Add to that the emotional rollercoaster Ive been experiencing. Haay. I need inspiration. Where's my Superman when I need him? :/

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We planned a surprise birthday party for our adviser today.

Even though we were notified of it only a day before, we seem to have managed to put everything together and FINALLY win her heart.

Ms Valencia and the other Music teachers even played songs for her while we were eating in the classroom during Recess.

We all listened in awe and amusement as one teacher sang beautifully and was being accompanied by the piano, the tuba, and even the violin. (Parang may concert sa classroom, hehe)

To add more fun to the "party" we all clapped with the songs, and Ms N even grabbed JV and Alvin and danced with the both of them. (Imagine that, hehe)

Nomer and Andie also brought their cams with them, and being the cam whores that we are, we excitedly posed every time the cameras flashed.

I loved how our class got to bond again.

And I loved how I saw that Ms N was genuinely thankful and happy with what we did for her.

It wasnt just because of the pizza and sushi.

It wasnt because of the banner and the sign on the board.

Nor was it because of the pansit and the Coke.

I think it was because she finally saw how amidst all the headaches weve caused her, the non-compliance with her rules, the friction we experienced, and the lack of bonding. . . she saw how these 38 individuals bared their respect and love for her.

Advanced Happy Birthday Pao!

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Its weird how we surprise ourselves by not caring anymore.

Youd think youd care about the immediate past, the present that was supposedly there, and the future that never was. But it turns out that you end up with nothing but apathy and disinterest.

You suddenly dont care about shit anymore.

Its funny how the people you often joke around with are the very same people with whom you end up pouring your heart to. Knowing that they wont judge you, and having built that certain scope of trust between you makes you realize that not everything in this world is to be feared. Sure, not everyone can be trusted. But it doesnt mean that you have to lock yourself up forever and drown in all your emotions. There still exists people whom you can cry with without ending up being judged. And these are people who deserve your trust. These are real people. Real friends. People who wont turn their backs on you when the going gets tough. These are the people you hold on to. . . real tight. . . knowing that theyd be holding you back.

Its also uncanny to know how your past comes knocking at your door again.

But whats even more radical is how you let them in. . . again.

Inside, you probably think,

But then you realize,

that these are all maybes. Just maybes.

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I was taken aback by what my friend said 4 nights ago:

"Wala akong problema. . . pero bakit di ako masaya?"

Hmm. Ano sagot? =O

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Omgash. Tapos na din madownload sa wakas yung video ng Get Right!

Bwahaha.

Okay, time to practice the steps.

"Pecker, pecker, ass, ass"

Haha. Is that even the spelling? Laftrip.

The Senior girls will be dancing during the Freshmen Welcoming on Thursday!

Oh and thanks to the people who mustered enough energy to clap and cheer for all the awardees during the Honors Convocation.

I love our batch. They cheered wildly for everyone. Hehe.

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They sang these songs during the party, and yeah, I loved them. =D: