first semester of my last year in college: crucial times

Semestral break.

Back to my bum life.
I have a love and hate relationship with this time of the year. I love the fact that this is the time when i filter and recap everything that often leads me to panic and get back on track. Focus. And also this time reminds me what i have to do and what i should not. I hate it because it's also the time when i realize all my horribleness as a person and citizen. I have so much to do not only for myself, for my loved ones and for the world. Grrrr, now i'm in a hurry.


THE SEM THAT WAS BEYOND DESCRIPTION.
I think i need to write a book for that sem because i can't try to put a few words that will describe it without me feeling guilty that i'm not giving justice to that special semester of my life. I love that sem. I hurted. I loved. I felt. I thought. I appreciated. I learned. I hated. I respected. I WAS ALIVE AND I FELT IT.