My Summer's End...

April 10
... hugging my bedsheet tight... still can't believe i'm here... for this one last night at home in my own room... the wounds haven't healed, am still badly hurt by the scars 36 brought me... oh god, it hurts... though i would still see them... would i wait that long... is there a tomorrow... never cried that hard just yet... my bags are up and ready... there's not even anything left here to remain... ransacked our cr already... gosh, do i really have to stay in the dorm??... i would miss fajardo though... oh dear, what the hell am i thinking... that jerk just won't leave my mind... i'm sleeping.. yep, i am. (silence). no! i can't do this... i'm leaving everybody behind... i'm leaving this room empty... waah waah... on the other hand, maybe cute atenean guys would keep me busy... (smiles)... now i can go to sleep...

April 11
... okay. i'm officially freaking out... i'm in the dorm and i am freaking out... this damn bed hurts... ow, there it goes again... this blanket my aunt sent me is as hard as cement... i can bet my ass, it would stand upright... i'll go see tomorrow... why is jesus christ cuter in that poster... i am freaking out... it's dianne's birthday tomorrow... i cannot attend it... they've drained all my text credit... god, i miss them... there's no one here... i feel alone... i'm introverted... i'm chickening out... cannot do it, no can do... these people... i don't know them... would they even bother to know me? that i have to find out...

April 12
... not bad for a first day... the blanket i tested stood upright... gosh... why do the cutest guys have to come from ateneo de davao... found a few friends... hehehe, not very introverted after all... yeah right... i think my relationship with louvelle is starting to get a lot better though... i'm starting to think she's really not that bad... oh god, another person i have misjudged... i'm simply so bad. sooo bad... why is this person giving us a quiz on the first day... why is this math teacher wearing stripes today... good luck maybe... i thought so... he looks chekwa (chinese) to me anyway... i like my english teacher... my god... my summer has ended... i guess it's time for the rest of my life to begin...

i remember...
pure, unadulterated sentimental mush

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