Ohaithar.

Been a while, diary. You surely have been missed. I wonder if I should continue writing lengthy entries. I get bored by reading them, so why the heck should I write one? … Yeah, I read my entries sometimes because it’s a nice way of keeping track of my sanity. Lulz.

So. Hrm. Lots of things happened, of course. But not really that significant. Like when I accidentally found Gene when I went home one day. Gene was my most treasured friend from high school. We used to hang out at least once a week. But nowadays, I rarely get to see him. Last time we’ve been together was six months ago– during my birthday. We did not communicate with each other afterwards. No Facebook, no SMS, not even a word from the others. His life just became a mystery which I felt was forbidden for me to trod into.

It sure was great to be with him again. He’s ever the same, only more gentle and polite. And he started to wear his glasses again. Ah, that boy. He spoke of great achievements he’s had over the time we weren’t together, and there I was at a loss of what to brag about. You see, we’re like…rivals in high school. It was fun competing with him in terms of academic proficiency, and our quarterly rankings pretty much summed up who emerges as the victor and gets to brag about it all day long.

Too bad we went on our separate ways in college. We would’ve gotten really far if only we were in the same situation.

Yeah, enough of that. I don’t want to feel bad about things like this. Hrm, what else, what else…

Oh. I almost decided on deactivating my RP account a few hours ago. Nowadays, I just don’t feel that strongly attached to it any longer. I wonder if it’s because I’ve become more mature in life or something? Nah, that can’t be it. I didn’t deactivate it nonetheless. It’s because the others haven’t, despite being inactive for a longer duration than I have. I’d feel like running away if I did. And, well, bah, I don’t know.

I haven’t had dinner yet. I’m pretty hungry. Oh gawd, why am I even typing this?

Oh yeah. I’m in the middle of our Midterm exams. I should be studying right now. But noooo. I just had to surf the net and procrastinate. And I’m starting to feel sleepy at the moment. How am I supposed to study these piles of paper beside me? I could…eat them instead…maybe?

Please, someone slap me. Right now.

And, uh. Have I mentioned how bad I did in our Statistics exams earlier? I didn’t study for it, so yeah. I thought that my common sense would have sufficed. I knew what to do with all those Standard Deviations thingy, but my calculator begged to disagree. It kept on giving me a different answer from the one I manually solved. I refused to give up on it, and so… I was the last one to get out of the testing room. Ah, shame on me. After getting the highest grade in Prelims, people were probably expecting a little more from me. It’s somewhat shameful on my part, even though it’s not really much of a big deal. 

The only thing that made everything better was that I realized my friends waited for me. I thought they would’ve gone home already. The feeling was cheesy, alright. 

Hngh, now I’m reeaally hungry. Ciao, mooing cow.

… What the heck.