Letters

Hello! I’ve once again invaded the serenity of my blog with its fresh-from-the-oven skin. So what’s with this English speaking filling up my system and blurting the heck out through this entry? Well, you see, I still have a lot of LETTERS to accomplish – letters that must be written in English (to show formality, perhaps?) And yeah, letters that are compulsory. The thought then made me ponder: are letters supposed to be mandatory?

As far as I can remember, I had already done a lot of letters, most of which, are addressed to my relatives. I, together with my co-scholars, am also obliged to make a thank you letter to our sponsor Mrs. Marissa Toledo-Peterson, one of MaSci’s valedictorians. Thinking of those heaps of letters typewritten on the computer makes me kind of feel guilty, for most of those didn’t come from the heart. I don’t really want to sound mushy whatsoever. It’s just that I think I smelled like tupperware to those letters – fake “I miss you” and the heck. Well, maybe, what I really have to do is to only speak/write what I do feel, and not whatever I just want to put just for the sake of filling in the spaces. Anyway, I’ve also come to realize how stupid I am for making this lilliputian thing a big deal.

So that’s it. I don’t really have to be emotional and express all of my thoughts whole-heartedly to all of my letters. There are business letters anyway, which only have space for business matters.

Someone Has Texted

(Now that’s Juca-ish)

While typing this, I found out that someone has texted me. It seems that that person wants to speak out about something. Well, so much for my desire to reply, I wasn’t able to. I'm out of load, bitches.

There's So Much To Miss. Yet...

There is so much to miss from MaSci. I won’t be able to walk again at its hallways and corridors and staircases for the next school year. I won’t be able to see the faces I’ve been for the past four years as I did before… and etcetera.

There’s so much to miss; the reasons mentioned above were some of the things that drove me crying last Graduation Ball. Yet, as I dig my “treasure box”, I found things which are of MaSci’s property. What the heck! After all, whether I like it or not, I still have to return those things back to where/who they belong.

I still have Ma’am Torress’ book.

I still have Barvi’s Twilight.

I still have a lot to return. (and mind you, I still have debts to pay back)

Well, so much for my random thoughts. Goodbye for now!