No excuses
In my last text, I promised to write all about my RTV trip in Iligan.
Last new year, I also promised myself that I would always always always update my Starbucks planner.

It's been more than a month, and I made no written records of the days that passed so slowly and quickly at the same time.

Probably because a big part of me knows I don't need written proof to remember all the usually unusual things I've done so far.

SRCC meetings, Gossip Girl, PBB and American Idol, running out of prescribed clothes to wear for the summer review classes, spending my money on a lot of diabetic Mango Silvanas and many many more.

This doesn't feel like summer vacation though. I still have sleepless nights because of all the things I need to do the next day, but I'm gonna have to start admitting that that won't change for a while. I'm just so glad the review classes are through.

I should be sleeping right now. Good night.