It's funny how life works (assuming that it DOES work, of course). One day you're flying high with the eagles, the next day you're rubbing elbows with the earthworms. It's a viscous cycle, life: a series of ups, downs, lefts, rights and all the loopy-goopy rollercoaster mumbo-jumbo there is. It's senseless but full of meaning. It's a complicated thing but nithing else could be quite as simple. You live. That's that. But behind living is a whole metropolis of needs, wants, morals, ideologies, questions, answers, rants and raves.

*Sighs and Sniffles*

Crying is so liberating, don't you think? The deeds left undone and the words left unsaid melt into our tears and flow down out of our system, leaving behind only traces of it. Sure, it may take a lot of tears to totally erase the pain but when the tears don't flopw anymore, the pain will subside shortly afterwards. No, i'm not talking about my lovelife (or lack thereof). I'm taking about crying in general, problems in general, healing in general. I have yet to heal and end my grief. Until then, my only companion are the hot, salty tears which i shed when everybody's asleep.

*COLOR*

On a much, much lighter note, i'm happy to say that my immediate academic worries are OVER!!! We finished our Rizal group project, I've already reported in Philippine History and English, took the make-up prelim exams in Stat, and took the quiz in P. History. Whew! What a hectic week! Even worse than the week before prelim exams. I've missed blogging so here i am, blogging my heart out. I'm back!!!