That being said, we commemorated what being a Filipino truly meant for our Rizal class. We only had a week left to practice because procrastination is the key to true friendship — a.k.a pointless but funny (nonetheless) late night group chat, etc.
We were also supposed to go to the Intramuros but first things first I’m the realist and food comes first before anything else (bae lol). Long story short, we were late for the walk/parade + too lazy to function. Go figure.
❝ Friendship is not something you learn in school…
College has been really good to me. I feel like I’ve known these people for a very long time considering it’s only been 2 and a half months. I honestly admit that I sometimes have second thoughts wether to strive harder or not but I have to think for myself and future on the latter part.
I remember overthinking about college life and blogging how the thought of it triggered my anxiety & trichotillomania. Or how I didn’t get to the university I’ve always wanted to get in to. But hey, I’m happy and I could probably say that I am now the Silka that I’ve always wanted to be, how I’ve always wanted to show/express myself, how I want people to see and remember me; basically be the person I couldn’t be back in high school ((((hs was gr8 too but)))
I also don’t participate much in school spirit activities because I find them…i don’t know?????? But yeah, Arriba! HAHAHAHAHA
This blog is quite madrama but that’s probably my PMS fuelling it. Also, I’m bad at ending posts. I’m also bad at small talk cos awkward and weird and pa-virgin effect but yaaas.
…But if you haven’t learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven’t learned anything. ❞