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Tonight's insurance class got cancelled, but that doesn't mean I won't be studying. 🤓😂 Also, hi from the photo of my mom and my dog Max, on my office desk. 😊❤️

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One of my professors this semester doesn't allow books in class. Instead, we are allowed to bring our notes and only notes. I still have a long way to go, but I am determined to make it through this subject. Fighting! ✍🏼💪🏻

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The realization of having no more feelings for someone is as shocking as it is liberating.

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Realizations of a Law School Freshman

           A few weeks from now, my first year as a law student will inevitably draw to a close. Whether I like it or not, the weeks will be closing in, and once again, I’ll be cramming in readings and papers and reviewing like there’s no tomorrow.

 To have been able to keep my bearings (or whatever semblance of it is left), for the past few months in itself, is what I would like to consider to be a small miracle. See, these past few months, I have been leading a double-life- government employee by day and a law student at night. To make things more interesting, I was also able to have the privilege of becoming a member of the debate team that represented PSU at ANC’s Square Off debates…while managing to sneak in a few side trips to hike and go to the beach in between. It was, and still is a whirlwind that I’m floating in the middle of.

For a no bullshit statement, I am simply, trying incredibly hard to get my shit together. Seriously. That and adulting, too. 

           It may seem harrowing, and yes, I will be lying if I say that it isn’t, but as crazy as it is perplexing to hear, I am enjoying my journey as a freshman law student. In a matter of months, my life changed…as cliché as it sounds.

            I have gone from this happy go lucky twenty something who frequently stayed out, to a more mature person who knows her priorities and is starting to get the hang of budgeting her time. To a person who once liked going out and was okay with crowds, I am now happy and content with just staying in at home by myself or with a few friends. I started to be at ease with being alone, too, and I now value moments wherein I am just alone with my thoughts.  

I have, as what I tell my friends, started liking the company of persons, and not people…which was a far cry from who I was before becoming a law student. I now value each morsel of free time that I have, because as many have warned me, free time is a law student’s luxury. And then there’s that weird feeling of actually having some free time and slightly panicking-because you’re used to always being occupied, or always busy with a book or a certain selection of readings for school. Then you have people who are always questioning the reason why I carry a lot of books in my bag on a daily basis. Plus, there are those who have been with me since I decided to take on this challenge-my friends and family. Periodically, they drop a hint or two that they rarely get to see, talk and even be with me-and I can’t blame them because it is true. However, through all of this, they have remained with me and still continue to cheer me on even on days wherein I have given up upon myself…and that is the most wonderful miracle of it all.

Here’s to another semester in law school.  

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When will I be in your three A.M. thoughts?

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Kinetic

Your body against mine. Lips thrashing with intensity equal to that of a drunken poet jotting down fleeting-sober thoughts. My fingers linking through yours, with all apprehensions tossed out to die.

We were there. Wrapped around each other, not taking notice of what every soul has to say. Sharing breaths pungent with doubt and excitement. Exchanging spit more than ideas. Your hands treat my body like a map- Feeling through uncharted waters, wading through my irresponsibilities.

Calculating inconsiderable odds, As her mind rapidly thinks on what button to undo first. But before she does that, her thoughts stop her- she is, again, suspended in mid-air. Her thoughts once again stopped her. Like they always do.

Like they always do.

And he said we are potential. But deep inside they want it to be kinetic.

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Oblivion

I can't access my  original Tumblr account by some  erroneous, yet implacable mistake, so here I am, writing whatever comes into my mind into the wee hours of this Philippine morning. 

One. There are just some things you cannot force. That is one realization that I think can be applied to a lot of things. 

Two. I'm stuck in a stuppor. For now. 

Three. I am open to chances and possibilities and everything else in between.