Ticking Hands

Constantly battling with time has been one of the things I keep on doing everyday. Starting the day in a hurry is a habit, waking up an hour before the class, inclusive of the preparations and the travel time, which will take me two hours at the very least. WTH.

This may be due to my always-on-the-go and spontaneous nature, which is not really bad, since it makes me flexible in general. However, it’s as if I’ve become too complacent with time, acting like every second missed could be filled up with sheer luck–extended deadlines, moved exams, waiting people, professors allowing me to enter the classroom.

Stressful, indeed.

Given that I have to do a lot of stuff, I’m disappointed with how I juggle them right now, and this is a function of how I manage my time. It sucks. I don’t know why I easily get rattled with my things-to-do.

Maybe everything should start first thing in the morning ON TIME. Before I lose luck.

Leap Second

It’s always hard to say goodbye.

On my October 12, 2007 post entitled “Why Goodbye?“, I laid down my thoughts on saying goodbye, and why I regard it as “the hardest, the most painful and the saddest (also according to Celine Dion’s song) word compiled by the lexicographers”. After that post, series of hellos and goodbyes happened up until the last moments of 2008.

New Year’s Eve became a short yet fulfilling period of reflecting for me, amid the relentless banging. Nostalgia sank into me upon reminiscing the events that happened all throughout the year. It then stirred mixed emotions inside, remembering my wide smiles, twinkling eyes, great laughs and most bitter ocean of tears.

What many people don’t know about me is my tendency to become highly sentimental over things, individuals and events I regard of high value. Looking back and realizing what those things did to me on my eighteenth year in this world, 2008 is indeed my most memorable year to date. That night, saying goodbye to my best year yet was a bit hard. I still don’t want to change 8 into 9. AS IF I CAN DO SOMETHING TO MAKE IT POSSIBLE. LOL. Am I just afraid to turn 19, gradually saying goodbye to my teen years? Presumably there’s something more to that.

I’M FRAGILE, maybe because of my youth, and being at legal age does not mean ample maturity and firmness towards things. Still, I can be provoked and be broken into pieces. Maybe that’s what I’m afraid of, after having reconstructed. Like a child starting to learn walking, a wall tested by time and circumstances would be vital to strengthen my knees.

Thanks for the leap second, I had a breather for 2009. Whatever life will bash on to me, it matters. But it won’t crush me anymore, I hope.

Welcome, 2009! Happy New Year!

Wishlist of an Eighteen-Year-Old Kiddo

Eleven days before Christmas.

Last year, I had my set of wishlist on this blog. Some of those things I’ve wished for came, some don’t. For a fact, I know that everyone has been thinking what to give me this year. Where’s the conceitedness? LOL. Due to changing times, having a new set of wishlist would indeed help you.

YOM’S WISHLIST!

Jacket. I need it badly! It’s cold! Haha. Otherwise, hug me all the time. LOL.

Size: XS
Color/Design: Any (as long as it doesn’t look jologs)
I RECOMMEND: Topman, Folded and Hung, Adidas

Shirts. Yea. I still need shirts as part of my closet overhauling this year. LOL. Want to help me?

Size: XS/S (depending on the boutique. It would be better if I’m with you when you buy. LOL)
Type: Statement, vintage or any type of shirt
I RECOMMEND: Topman, Folded and Hung, Bench, Penshoppe, Human

Jeans. New shirts are useless without another pair of jeans. Faded/whitewashed/caramel-washed jeans are very much welcome.

Size: 28″/29″
Type: Skinny/slim fit. No straight cuts or loose fit jeans, please. Haha.
I RECOMMEND: Folded and Hung, Topman, Human, RRJ

Sneakers/rubber shoes. I’ve been using my sole pair of sneakers for almost a year now, so it should be replaced ASAP. Haha.

Color: White
Size: 8 1/2″-9″
I RECOMMEND: Converse, K-Swiss

Socks. To supplement that pair of shoes, a new set of pair of socks will do. Complete my footwear package.

Color: Black
Type: Foot socks
I RECOMMEND: Brands having quality-made fabrics (I hate Biofresh na!)

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Having those things mentioned above would be really, really great.

However, that’s way too superficial.

This year has been too challenging for me. On my eighteenth year in this world, I’ve experienced (and still experiencing) some of the best and the worst things so far. The best ones will always uplift me, but the worst ones will surely do the opposite. Knowing that worst stuff will give you a shock, definitely, for it is way too serious for a guy of my age.

I just need your prayers to get through this. That would be the greatest gift.

Bouncing Back

How many times have I done this?

What’s up, everyone? *smiles* I was unable to keep in touch with a lot of people during the past few months due to a heavy, tiring schedule. Although this is still the case now, I’m going to keep this blog updated on a more regular basis.

Honestly, expressing what my mind has to offer on this blog is what I’ve missed for the past few months, for I was confined to the things I must give attention to, such as academics and student council activities. A lot of issues arose externally and internally. Many things happened, from falling in love to falling out of love to falling in love once again. Still, I’m fortunate enough to gradually piece myself again into a single, living entity.

Expect better posts this time, I guess. Lesser spur-of-the-moment and random posts. Every post will be crafted in an obsessive-compulsive manner. Kidding. No more posts regarding heartbreaks, I hope. I’m cynical about love and I want to put a stop to it as soon as possible. LOL. More posts about politics, economy and anything about the current issues crowding the newspaper sheets and television screens.

As another semester opens itself for me, The Buzzerbeater officially bounces back now. Give me some cheers as I re-enter the court.

Doors

Which door: the one already closed or the half-open one?

In this world, it’s always nice to have a home, where one could find his shelter in times of extreme weather conditions and fatigue. Your home will definitely remain as the stronghold of one’s emotions, a place where acceptance is a norm in spite of the innate human trait called imperfection.

What if you have to leave that home because they don’t want you to stay?