Immature love is when you want the person you love to be happy with you.
True love is when you want the person you love to be happy. Period.

They say when you really want something, there are a hundred ways to get it; and when you really don't, there are a hundred excuses to get away from it. Yup. That is true, people.

Anyway, I've been home-bound for the past couple of days. Spending hours listless in my room, trying to improvise my guitar skills, hulahoop-ing, pigging out. Hah. I always wonder when will I start to grab some school books and do a bit of revision. Heaven knows there'll be no time for that once I go back to the Philippines. Ugh. Our schedule is so hectic I'm not even sure I can visit all the places I want to visit. Anyway, as I was saying, every night I keep telling myself that the next day is a new day, and it's never too late to commence a good thing. So then I will decide that I really will study, but I don't. Oh I just can't find any motivation to start studying. It's like, for what uh. I've done my best this year, cut me some slack. But then my conscience is like shouting if you don't start now, you'll be so burnt out next year.

Oh well. I don't know really.

Oh shoot. I miss someone real bad..