060310 Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam.
And in a few weeks time.
We’ll meet again, Ateneo. There’s something about school supplies that appeals to me therapeutically. In Highschool, whenever I lacked motivation to write down notes, I’d go to National and get new pens. (Since we weren’t allowed to get notebooks from outside school) Maybe I should do that again. No one actually writes down so much notes in college. But I like taking down notes. It makes me remember things and it makes me listen. Makes me think. Maybe when someone tells me things that I should keep in my mind, I should write them down. So that whenever I forget what I’ve been told, I’d remember. Yeah, I think that’s a good idea. Maybe I’d start bringing a tiny notebook with me everywhere. I admire my sister, she can commit to a journal for years. I can’t (or at least not yet) do that. I don’t exactly know why I’m conscious of writing down my own thoughts when there isn’t even anyone who’s going to read it. Bakit nga ba masyado kong iniisip kung anong dapat ko isulat? I can write down about anything I want and it wouldn’t even matter. For what matters is that I wrote down what I felt and I didn’t even hurt anyone. Maybe a blog is a good idea. My mind runs endlessly. Maybe if I write my thoughts down it’d calm down. Yeah, I guess it will. This blog is making me feel better. I remember my old blog. I actually committed to that for a few years. Not regularly though. But it’s still there. Ask me if you want the URL. I think I have some backreading to do. Let’s see how I was 4 years ago.
