The new year! Best not to expect anything from it and let it flow. Spending my last day here at home seems like a perfect time to go emotional; I'm going to fight my way through these two months for the last time. I don't know why I can't concentrate at home, maybe it's because of the all the space-too much room for my imagination to fly. haha. Was I productive over the break? Climbed a cheap thrill, finally passed the grant (fingers-crossed), read up on Redcliffe and Mme. Bovary, but did not at all start writing my thesis. Went over it though, and will start tomorrow on the socio-economic profile of the barangay. I pparalyzed myself over the break, thinking about how this year will go for me and how the last year went for me. I did not decide on NOT smoking and shit, but I did decide not to obssess over some things. I found it touching when Mansy told me how she felt for me whenever I was struggling internally, and she hoped that I would graduate soon so that I could do things that I wanted. Honestly, the pressure's building up because I should really be graduating this time. I miss the "sea" in me. hehe.
Since everyone's talking about having a recession this year, my mom and dad's all for making me study this year, and we were talking about how even middle-aged people are applying for call centers. I begged my mom to smack me in the head if I thought about entering because I really want to put an MA after my name. MA in what? Not sure exactly, but sociology is really appealing to me.
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