Persons are complex beings.
Sweet Little Ice Queen
I love analyzing people and situations, people say its a gift. Unfortunately, I have great difficulty analyzing who I really am and I'm already in my early twenties.
I hope this online journal will help me sort myself out or this would be the best venue to vent out pent up cold anxiety...and share the things that make me warm, sweet and happy (or sappy!).
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* Tuesday, September 14, 2004 *
Counting My Blessings
Last week I went through one of my life's toughest weeks physically, mentally and emotionally.
I want to place here everything that has transpired but it just wont fit (or I might be too tired to even type).
My Monday started with my eye glasses getting broken and it ended with a mediocre recitation.
The following days, I had so many things to do that I couldn't sleep because my head is throbbing while I'm in bed at 2am.
I had the Colayco Cup at the end of the week and I struggled to finish my speech on the sources of International Law. By Wednesday I found myself crying while at the podium during training because Aris "biatchly" hurled questions that I was completely not prepared for.
The Cup was last Saturday and I was at the verge of quitting because Atty. Refran failed to call me first for the day during recitation (he promised me the previous day and that same day that i'll be called first). Thus, I found myself outside the classroom when it was my turn to recite.
I can't help but mention that my section had an emotional week filled with accusations. I once again witnessed the post midterm scenario that was so familiar the previous semester.
And when I thought that the week couldn't get worse...
My friends and I got into a car accident on our way to Westin. A motorcycle crashed into the side of my friend's car while we were making a U-turn at The Fort. This was no oridinary crash though. My friend had to rush those riding the motorcycle to Makati Med. The impact was intense that "nabugbog ang tagiliran ko". We had just left the parking lot and I wasn't wearing my seatbelt yet. No one died but it got a bit bloody.
It was quite traumatic.
But that night I was tired, battered and thankful.
I want to place here everything that has transpired but it just wont fit (or I might be too tired to even type).
My Monday started with my eye glasses getting broken and it ended with a mediocre recitation.
The following days, I had so many things to do that I couldn't sleep because my head is throbbing while I'm in bed at 2am.
I had the Colayco Cup at the end of the week and I struggled to finish my speech on the sources of International Law. By Wednesday I found myself crying while at the podium during training because Aris "biatchly" hurled questions that I was completely not prepared for.
The Cup was last Saturday and I was at the verge of quitting because Atty. Refran failed to call me first for the day during recitation (he promised me the previous day and that same day that i'll be called first). Thus, I found myself outside the classroom when it was my turn to recite.
I can't help but mention that my section had an emotional week filled with accusations. I once again witnessed the post midterm scenario that was so familiar the previous semester.
And when I thought that the week couldn't get worse...
My friends and I got into a car accident on our way to Westin. A motorcycle crashed into the side of my friend's car while we were making a U-turn at The Fort. This was no oridinary crash though. My friend had to rush those riding the motorcycle to Makati Med. The impact was intense that "nabugbog ang tagiliran ko". We had just left the parking lot and I wasn't wearing my seatbelt yet. No one died but it got a bit bloody.
It was quite traumatic.
But that night I was tired, battered and thankful.