The Unholy, Half-Yearly Vow

Since I entered university, as long as I remember almost every semester I vowed with my friends. It goes something like this:

We hereby vow that we are not going to cut classes anymore, we are going to study more, we are going to sit in front of the class and we are going to pay attention. This is a promise of women.

And the next semester, I can assure you we broke the vow like, almost immediately. The first week back to school we were still excited. New pens, pencils, and notebooks to start fresh, just like typical elementary school kids. The second week, the excitement level fell hard from as high as the highest mountain to the deepest point in the ocean. This cycle went on for four years, so basically we never improved much.

Nevertheless here we are, at the end of our undergraduate study. I can safely declare that we are graduating next month. This is it, no more half-yearly vows to break. Everything just feels so surreal because all my life, studying is the only thing I (should have) focused on, it was a natural thing for a kiddo. Now it’s like I’m officially stepping into the adult life: working, managing my own finances, being more independent, probably even fixing my own plumbing. Pretty nervewrecking if I overthink it.

Oh boy. Time passes fast huh?


What Up 2013?

So, the apocalypse is not here yet. I’m still alive as ever and so are you apparently, reading this.

So anyways, because I’m just so very self centered, I’m gonna write about my 2012 and my plans for 2013. You know, get some closure and decide what goals I’m gonna put in my list of 2013 resolutions, stuff like that. You know, stuffs I’m so eager to talk about this time and completely forget about tomorrow.
Well I make promises I never keep so I’m not gonna have 100 resolutions this year (not that I ever did). I’m gonna focus on the one and only: learning to ride a bike. I know I’ve said this a lot but I’m 70% sure that I’m really gonna do it this year. I’m just so tired of being ridiculed and I guess it won’t be so bad being able to ride a bike.
Sure I’ve had other things I wanna improve like being more focused on schoolwork, no more cutting classes, bla bla bla, I could go on forever. But you and I both know that’s not gonna happen. I’m not gonna improve much academic-wise, based on personal experience. So for academic resolutions, I think I’m flushing them down the toilet. Oh except one thing though: GRADUATING. This one I really have to accomplish. No extra year for me please in the hellhole.
A Brief Looking Back at 2012
Nothing really special really, the usual college. Assignments, finals, living hell, bla bla bla, the same old story. I was told that it’s gonna get easier as one’s getting nearer to graduation: it’s not. But at least I got used to it so it’s a plus. I finally earned the skill to estimate when exactly to start working on my assignment to get it finished just around one minute before the deadline, with at least a passing grade quality. That’s a bad habit but procrastination is in my blood, it’s about time I learn to procrastinate more efficiently.
Oh it’s a boring year for love. I mean crushes came and went but none really meant anything. One day I thought someone’s cute and the next day, it’s stalking time (not really, just social media monitoring) and I read a tweet of my crush which happened to be a complete turn off and poof, the attraction’s gone in the blink of an eye. Deep inside I know that there’s always more than meets the eye, or in a tweet, but I still can’t help but prejudice. I hate myself for this so I always tell myself to try to see people past all the information I gather through their social media pages. It’s easier said than done. You know what, sometimes I just want things to be like the British olden days when you get to dance, send letters, talk over tea, and go through a full on old times courtship. But what do I get today as a part of generation Y? Courtship through instant messages, texts, tweets, and facebook. Something like “wuu2” to find out how one’s doing because texting and instant messaging just have to be so damn efficient. What happened to romance?
So that’s it, enough complaints from me, I’m getting out of topic. The conclusion is 2012 equals “MEH” and 2013 is the year for bike riding. Slap me if I still can’t ride a bike by the time 2014 is here, you know some negative enforcement won’t hurt (it will).

The Lame-ass Blog and The Lame-ass Writer

I was just digging through my blog posts. I went back as far as 2009 and man I sucked. I mean really, it was like I had no idea what the definition of ‘being cool’ is because surely I was not cool. My posts were poorly written (not that now they aren’t), and the topics were too personal, I believe no one who visited this blog ever truly get what I was writing about.
And the signature, oh God. Don’t get me started on the signature. Peace, Love, and Respect?What was I thinking? I was not some kind of a rapper with a lame-ass catchphrase, why was I acting like I was from ‘the hood’?
I really should have gotten a life coach, life mentor, or something like that. The 15-year-old me really had no idea about any shits, simply clueless. And why didn’t anyone ever tell me ‘YOUR BLOG SUCKS, GET A LIFE DORK!’? Someone should have, so I would wake up and see the world and just be awesome.
Well that’s a phase of my life I’m not really proud of. But I’m not going to delete any posts because next year I would re-read this blog and laugh at myself all over again. I should have this as a wake-up call everytime I re-read this. It’s good though, now I can see how much I have evolved through the years, being a better person overall, maturing to the maybe-awesome young adult years.
So what about you guys, any dark times? Typ1nG th15 w4Y m4yB3? Or getting a self-shot picture from like… above your heads? Or simply acting like you’re so from ‘the hood’ like I did?