Patricia posted pictures of the days we spent wandering in Katipunan. It made me smile to think of how I was actually enjoying all these years. Yesterday, I went to Zambales with Sir Max, Paco, Mansy, Meyo and Dana, and Sir Mac casually mentioned something like I was getting old worrying about things. And after drinking the night before going to the beach, wondering if there was going to be such a day where my parents would actually stop doubting me, I realized that I was not going to let them think of me in such a way anymore. Telling me not get affected is something that I do not understand, and maybe if I project the same thing, they'll get off my back.

I woke up from a nap feeling really good; I am going to get that MA, and I will work my ass off even if it means saying good-bye to laser lights.