Little Miss Strict Sammy, reporting for duty! Busy as can be. Loaded with new things in mind and always on the go. Failure is not one of my options. Take note. Time is of the essense and I cannot waste it. SENIO12S of Elizabeth Seton School: Main Campus and lovin't it. Currently surviving BS Computer Science at Mapua Institute of Technology: Makati Campus.
I’m not really the type to do vain things and I’ve always been so uptight so Imma try do some this time just to boost up my confidence. ;)
Changes have occurred to me recently and I’m still not used to it. Some of those changes require me to set aside things; to have room for new things, but it doesn’t mean those things set aside are not much important to me however they keep me cooped up in a certain spot where I don’t improve myself.
"You’ll be okay on your own now and you’re not alone anyway. You have her. You have him. It doesn’t matter anymore whether I stick around, as long as I have done my mission for the both of you. I’m not avoiding you but… now, that I’ve found you people to be with, it’s time for me to give time to myself about personal stuff."
"I’m confused again, as usual. The right and the wrong. The records. Who is most important? Are you not enough for me now? Does this concern my pride or just for the future of my well-being? I don’t know anymore."
How come I see you on a party background? Dim lights. People dancing, having their time of their lives, and you reach your hand into mine to invite me into the crowd. My gosh. YOLO? It’s such a lively feeling but when the music ends, it’ll all come down to shame and nothing but regrets. It was just an illusion.
Listening to Krewella (Alive , Hardwell ‘The Final’ Remix)
I know I’ve told my friends that I’m over with what happened between me and my friend, but why still do I want her to suffer so much?