Make War, Not Love

This is a short entry ... but

I really really hate it when people let me expect from something, making it totally 100% in certainty, like turning me into a dog wagging its tail. And all of the positive expectations end in an absolute disappointment.

12th month hangover

Reality should be faced when December is finally over. Not that there's a new year to live to be able to change, to grow, to prove, whatsoever.. But what I mean is that, I will have to wait for countless times before my favorite month arrives again. I will have to wait for hundreds of days before I could listen to "O Tannenbaum", "I Saw Three Ships", "Rorate Coeli", "Lo, How a Rose E're Blooming", "Panis Angelicus" and a whole lot more of Christmas songs because I would feel stupid if I simply want to listen to them sometime during April or May. And I will have to wait for something a little less than 31,536,000 seconds before I could finally smell the cool breeze. I so love the weather when it's cold as I pretty much love it now.

I just hope it's December everyday... But then it's not.

To put in mere words, everything would start to be back to normal tomorrow, there would be classes to attend, projects to work on, sleepless nights to endure.. ALL THE NIGHTMARES OF BEING A COLLEGE STUDENT. And no matter how we all say that we're not yet ready to adjust ourselves to our regular body clocks, we all have to.. Unless you're a total bum :)

And...

To my dear 2010 batchmates,

Here's our last full calendar to attend to as students. Let's do this. :)