rules. why do we follow rules? or shall i say... why do we have to follow rules? why do we have them, anyway? for peace? for harmony? for justice? for bullshit? oh well, i have nothing against rules. really. it's just that, i don't think i have to follow all of them.

people should go beyond what they think they can do and beyond other people's expectations. i know, we all have the knowledge of what our limits are. therefore, we should be doing what we want, like or ought to do.. as long as we don't hurt others and blah blah blah...

i'd be following what i want. because sometimes, following rules is the one that hurts others... that hurts me.

ateneo is wayyyyy too different from holy - the way they teach, the environment, the people... actually, everything and everyone is so different from my life in holy.

second day of being in ateneo didn't went well. i unintentionally have a cut already in my pe class because i arrived an hour late from the given start of session - which makes it, the end of the session. then math came next, and i was like... waaaah... why do we have to solve problems on the first meeting. then filipino. diagnostic test only...but waaaah... killer test. and after taking it, i was like... CRAP. hello filipino 10.

waah. im afraid that i might start my college life with all the basic subjects which are considered to have zero unit and just waste my money for it.

anyway, im having a headache... so i guess, i have to get some rest first.

in 3 hours time, my first class in college will be starting. im a bit scared, actually. even though i already know who my blockmates are. o3 is actually fun.... but i still feel uncomfortable with the "ateneo culture and ambience" since i have been in holy spirit for the last 12 years of my life. i miss my friends. i really do.

anyway.

hmmm. i kind of envy my sister (may), she just got home yesterday from the province- where she spent the last two weeks of her vacation. i miss dolores so bad. really. but i really feel hurt when i remember what had just happened, and i swore to myself not to go back there unless our names are cleared. i really hate what had happened. sigh.

bitter pa siguro talaga ako. kasi naman e! hmph.

well, i guess i just have to enjoy my stay here in manila. matagal tagal rin yung balik ko sa place na yun. sembreak siguro.. wala lang. ima visit my mom. i failed to go to church last monday (deathday).