In between takes | Wiff Bianca

This is the day when...

• I have to be in school on or before 11:15 a.m. or I'll be treating my groupmates for lunch.
• I arrived at 11:13 a.m. in school after accomplishing LOTS of transactions & meet-ups (not related to school)
• Double dose of glucose. Sweet carbo-loading.
• We dubbed for our Ethics AVP. (Good thing there's a room in V where it's absolutely noise-free. Really. LOL.)
• My groupmate, Bel, came in late. So...
• She treated us PIZZA FOR DINNER at Shakey's-Espana! :-) Wee,thanks!
• Super BV night.
• I AM A WALKING TIME BOMB.

SO 9-11

I have become tolerant all through these years. And on my last month of being a teenager, I can say that I still have yet to learn a lot from my mistakes:

Mistakes that I've committed and admitted.

Mistakes I've committed and not admitted.

Mistakes I've not committed but (sadly) I just admitted.

IT'S LIKE RAIN

I woke up laid down on the saltwater bed I made last night.

This misty morning made me tiptoe my way to the bathroom to look at my swollen-by-waterworks eyes. I think I was brave enough to stare at my face longer than usual to mull over how hurt it seems to show. How it has been the basis of my status. Life has become bleak these days.

But no matter how distressed I am, no matter how heavy my eyes are, I don't have any reason not to thank God for giving me another day to live and get by.

“Run your fingers through my soul. For once, just once, feel exactly what I feel, believe what I believe, perceive as I perceive, look, experience, examine, and for once; just once, understand.”