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I'm with my family,

they insist,

Because of that, our dormitory today is filled with hardworking students, student assistants counting the people inside, and delivery men, study buddies, friends, boyfriends, and girlfriends at the lobby and receiving area. But I and my roommates choose to stay inside our room today. Awww.

Anyway, I'm writing because I feel odd again. Not that it matters, but it's strange that everyone is wearing a sweater except me. To be honest I'm feeling hot (not the daring one). I'm only wearing a short and a singlet, my electric fan is on, and my face is oily. I don't know why. Even my roommates in sweaters still wrapped themselves in their blankets. I just don't feel cold, I feel hot.

This is strange. But I'm happy that I'm not like the other persons in many ways, and I'm not ashamed.

I am not the typical social person you know. If I want to be friends with you, you’ll just know. I’ll make the first move. If you make the first move, it’s still bearable. Please just don’t assume that we’re that ‘friends’ already just because I replied to you and we exchanged conversations. I don’t have to do things that are ‘just’ required in this modern generation. Well, sometimes, I try to do those, but after, there is guilt that I feel because I know that I didn’t like what I have done.

Indeed it's a very busy semester for me. Luckily, classes and exams are suspended last Saturday because of the storm named Fung Wong. So, I have time to update my blog. :)

Before the rush and whereabouts of this semester, our organization, UP Lambak, had it's 22nd Anniversary and we had a formal dinner. After the dinner, I and my high school classmates here in Diliman pursued our plan to sleep over the place of one of us. We're now in our third year in college but still it was our first time to be together, just the six of us! I remember striding along a busy night street with our formal attires and bags. Obviously, the people were staring at us. Though we were aware of the perils at this city, we were able to feel like we're striding along the busy and famous night streets of New York and Paris! The night went on filled with dreams and precious moments. :)

The second picture tells it all. We were able to get CDC tickets at base price (yay!!!). Last year, our school's team, the UP Pep Squad, must have had its first four-year winning streak and must have been the first team to win 9 titles if it wasn't the NU Pep Squad who won the competition. This year, NU had a perfect run which kind of made them defend the title. Despite these, the UP Pep Squad still made me proud for their vision of EQUALITY. Women lifting men, same haircuts, rainbow flag that circled the Big Dome! Imagine?! ;)

These events happened 2-6 weeks ago. Hahaha. I just this blog to be 'updated.'

Somebody asked for help, and I responded because I want to help and I need a break. These are the twenty statements I listed:

I am a child of God.

I am made by God and for God.

I am a fearless warrior.

I am a tall girl with a childlike alter ego.

I am artistic, as far as I know.

I am a narcissist.

I am an introvert who is slowly being extroverted due to societal demand.

I am ready to help people in need, given that I'm at the right situation.

I am a beautiful creature, unique, and carefully planned.

I am a girl who aren't still sure, or in denial of what path does she really like to take.

I am an essential part of the universe.

I am really, truly blessed.

I am molded by tradition, yet sometimes I rebel against some of its kind that I think are wrong.

I am a jack of all trades but a master of none.

I am a product of the past... and of the future.

I am a model daughter.

I am a person who found out in her middle teenage life that she's striving to be a living legacy of her father.

I am a girl who has very similar manners, actions, voice, and personality with one of her elder sisters.

I am born to go against trends.

I am loved.

Who are you? 

Cheer up, hun. You must be lucky. :)

That, is a quote posted on our dormitory when I was a freshie.

I knew I have taken SO MANY things for granted.

I regret it.

 Thank you for the sweet six years of friendship. You never failed me.

Girl: Why are you crying?

Me: (hand sign for 'don't bother, I'm okay')

Girl: (Approaches me with arms wide open) HUG!

She hugged me

Me: (sobs)

Girl: Awww... you can't even speak!

Me: Thank you... (sobs)