Silence Speaks

Time and tide waits for no man...

Dear diary (or Future Me),

This weekend has gone by in a blur. Been busy playing catch up for HP1100 midterm, and juggling tuitions and the usual snip snaps that go pheeeeew past. One midterm (and 2 HW) down and 3 more to go after recess.

Somehow this isn't what I imagined my last semester to be like.

On one hand, I'm not suffocating yet (despite the infinite verbalized or the self bitching complains to the contrary). I still found time to read. Lol. The only constant in my life. A little romance solves all, ends all.

I'm not fulfilled.

After going for the morning Public Service career fair, I've been having some doubts. First thing I quickly established was that it doesn't matter what degree you have. A degree don't have that extra value that I thought had pegged uniquely to it, other than just being a degree. What a long route down this road of education where at the end of the day, one thing led to another and finally it doesn't matter..? I've to admit it's sorta freeing at the same time. And wary. Is the world really up for grabs? Is it that easy? The whole 'the world is in your hands'. Looking forward to the networking session in a little bit. Just curious to see how much the session can sway my thoughts.

On the other hand, I feel like (my mental) age is catching up on me. Feeling damn shagged now when I slept at 1ish last night at woke up at 6ish earlier. What happened to the good ol' days?! I'm not even 22 yet gawd. 

I want my last semester to be a blast. And I want it to be memorable for more than just mugging and fingercrossing, desperate prayers, pleasepleaseI'lldoanythingifonlys and getting my 2nd uppers.

I want it all.

Today starts now.

The curious missing puzzle piece that didn't fit.

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posted by wantington-ny @ 5:23 PM