i just don't get it. this week started with me in a very sour mood (yes. imagine waking up at four a.m., and plunging into The Cavite Traffic at five a.m. just to find out that our math professor won't show up. grrr.) and wanting to decapitate someone (no, you guessed wrong. it's not my math professor. it's someone else. i promise.), but now, it seems like the week has turned into a huge blessing.

first of all, i finished my CW10 memoir draft. i know that it's kinda lame and boring for a memoir, but still, i know my that heart and soul was in it the time i was writing it down. i just hope the people who would read it won't only look at the work itself, but feel the scene and envision it happening to them. i love that scene...the one when i fell and broke my arm, yeah. it kinda reminds me that not all heroes are born to fly. some are born just to hold your hand when you're alone, some to make you laugh and forget your worries, and some are simply there to make everything alright when everything seems to be against you. thanks, Mama, for that insight. i hope i'd be able to bring that attitude to all the places i go.

next, i started the week right by talking to one of the people who never fails to make me feel alright. she gave me some points to ponder and pray about. she also gave me the encouragement i needed to pray for the goals i am trying to hit this year. thanks, ate dons. you've always been a blessing to me and my family.

i have lots of people, places and things (yes I do, very much!) to thank, but my time is actually very limited today. i have a lot of schoolwork to do. so...see you next time!

*sigh*