You know what guys? This ending of school year really saddens me out. I don't know what to do. And I dunno what to do with you, guys. But ironically, I really dunno what to do without you, guys. (Please understand the phrasing).
Are we going to sweat over these small stuffs coming between (or among) us? Let me knock in your hearts and minds, we're on the ending.
One moment I was recollecting my college memories. My college life has been the happiest moment in my life so far. And you guys, made it merrier. Then for a sudden, we're all like this.
Ayaw ko na ng gulo within sa mga taong pwede ko kapitan lang. Wala lang. Just saying. Please be alright. Please be ALL alright. Sa inyo na lang ako kumukuha ng lakas eh. I maybe weak these past few days but please think about it: if you tripped over, are you willing to let go of the ice cream that made you smile over a small scratch in your knee?
This really saddens me out. It's not bad to be childish forever but if instances beg us to think maturely, be it. This fucking hurts. I know how it feels. Immature people does overthinking. Mature people don't need that. If we are really mature, we will be waiting for others to approach us and be okay again, right? If the time comes we're all mature, we'll be happy. Be truly happy. You did your part. So be it.
I'll be waiting for the day that we'll be smiling again. Wouldn't it be happier if we see them coming back to us saying that "we're truly sorry, can we laugh about what had happened?"
Again, we don't give up the littlest hope. Right?
Are we going to sweat over these small stuffs coming between (or among) us? Let me knock in your hearts and minds, we're on the ending.
One moment I was recollecting my college memories. My college life has been the happiest moment in my life so far. And you guys, made it merrier. Then for a sudden, we're all like this.
Ayaw ko na ng gulo within sa mga taong pwede ko kapitan lang. Wala lang. Just saying. Please be alright. Please be ALL alright. Sa inyo na lang ako kumukuha ng lakas eh. I maybe weak these past few days but please think about it: if you tripped over, are you willing to let go of the ice cream that made you smile over a small scratch in your knee?
This really saddens me out. It's not bad to be childish forever but if instances beg us to think maturely, be it. This fucking hurts. I know how it feels. Immature people does overthinking. Mature people don't need that. If we are really mature, we will be waiting for others to approach us and be okay again, right? If the time comes we're all mature, we'll be happy. Be truly happy. You did your part. So be it.
I'll be waiting for the day that we'll be smiling again. Wouldn't it be happier if we see them coming back to us saying that "we're truly sorry, can we laugh about what had happened?"
Again, we don't give up the littlest hope. Right?
Blog entry made in reference to Jeka's entry.
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