Since when was my last post? Oh, it has been 3 long, grueling, and stressing months. Much things happened -vices acquired and lost, *oh, I hope so!* too many exams taken and passed, *thank God!* fought with my parents, but I've finally settled down with them, *that was record breaking... 3 long months? whoow!* and bonded even more with my friends.
Last semester was the worst semester I had so far, not academically of course, but of something else. Now that's what I get on relying too much on myself, believing that I could do it ALL alone. Everybody needs help. I refused to believed it then, and now I paid the price. A lesson learned.
This sem was when I tried to study "hard" and tried to grasp even just a minute amount of social life, fooling myself that the former would not be affected. But, boy was I sooo wrong. I learned how to party till dawn before an exam I almost hate. Partying without even finishing beforehand half of the readings, which by the way were very easy to understand, you can almost read them in a breeze, *speaking sarcastically* and almost fell asleep during the exam itself, because of the LACK of sleep for the past 24 hours.
One thing I swore not to like, or even see myself do, well guess what? I've done them. Yes. Them. Enjoyed doing them, as a matter of fact. But before I knew it, horrible things started to happen. Crucial final exams of mine were taken for granted, plus the fact that I was almost forbidden to take one exam. Thank heavens they still let me take that exam, but after a 5-minute-scary-as-hell-I-almost-cried interview (a.k.a. sermon) from the strictest department chairperson. I am so glad that that experience was finally over, and I would never, ever want to be in that position again. Another lesson learned.
Another thing I want to mention is that I just took the NMAT last sunday. I can't say that I was totally prepared for it, but I did review and read notes. I did spend half of my time reviewing as much as I could, but when I can no longer function, which comprised almost the other half of my time, I rewarded myself with watching DVDs. Despite this, I still have no regrets. I think I've done my best in that particular time, and I should just try to hope for positive results.
Before it slips out of my mind, I want to share that I just had my first facial treatment. Being unaware of the procedures, I was at first excited for the pampering and relaxing services I would enjoy. BUT NOOOO! I spent the most painful 30 minutes of my life in that room. I felt like crying, but the pain was just too much that my tear ducts refused to let the tears out. The worst part was that after the treatment, I thought my face would look better because I still have to go some place else. But lo, and behold, I was DEAD wrong-AGAIN. My face looked horrible, *I could almost hear my sister saying, "kelan ba hindi naging horrible mukha mo?" yeah right!* but I had no other choice but to hurry because my friends would be fuming mad. Good thing, after 30 minutes or so, my face began to actually look like a normal face again. Another lesson learned and will painfully remembered. Even though the treatment was too painful, I have no other choice but to go back. Maybe next time would be less painful. I really, really, really hope so!
Currently, I have this weird dream/goal to gain weight. Okay, I want to get fat, but not to fat to the point my BMI would be under the obese classification. Okay na siguro yung chubby. And that my friends, is the ultimate reason why I eat like a pig for the past month. From half rice a meal to more than 1 cup of rice, with tremendous amount of sweet desserts afterwards, I am beginning to love eating, without restrictions. I still count the calorie content of the food I eat, but do I give I damn if I already exceeded the recommended intake? Hell, no! I can't stop eating. Even in my dreams I see myself munching on fried porkchop dipped on lots of mayonnaise. Fats, fats and fats, I am eating them all. After reading these, you may have a slight idea on why I don't want to go on swimmings. For crying out loud, my tummy and my thighs would be bursting with excess adipose tissues! And I don't want myself staring to those with lean bodies, while wishing mine was like theirs. With the realization that I am becoming bloated very fast, I still can't restrain myself from eating to much. I keep on telling myself that as long as I am happy eating, I would be contented with the way my body looks. Oh. My. Gosh. Am I actually hearing this? Hahahahaha!
So if you see me around and noticed a slight change with my body measurements, please try to wake me back to my old me - half rice a meal, and calorie freak/conscious, before its to late.
Posted by krissy at 12:27 AM
