full of pressure, frustration and happiness.
Just 2 days ago, my mom opened the topic about my ex-boyfriend,
again. And she mentioned it to a lot of people just a couple of hours ago. It's just funny because my mom seems to be more affected than me for what my ex did. My reaction was just
"Mommy ano ba!" and the laugh out loud.
What I regret most lately was that I didn't tell my mom earlier that I had this event that I wanted to attend. I wasn't allowed to go to Victorian Valentine which I desperately desperately want to attend. It was,
supposed to be,
my first. To compensate, I told myself that I have to at least start something but here I am again, updating my blog with practically nothing. It wasn't a productive weekend.
And just a while ago, I cried. I cried so much. Thesis is really pressuring me now. I want to graduate on time; I really really want to. I got my grad pic too today and I told my mom not to display it yet, at least not until I graduate.
And now I feel sick. When I cosplayed at UP AME last year, I said contacts make me cry the most, but now,
thesis makes me cry the most. Oh Lord, helppppp.
