The stars were shining so beautifully. And even though their light won't blind me, they did.

If I'll ever recieve an award for the best trait I've ever had, it would be for my optimism. If I want something to happen, I know it will and the outcomes would abide with my preferences. Yeah, they seldom do but I bought a surplus of hope. I rarely believe in the opposite of what will happen. A 0.0001% probability is still probable, isn't it? The only problem with it is the frequent failures and rejections that are more probable than what I hoped. This usually happens during my exams. I dreamed of a perfect score yet the result hardly went up to uno. I'm dissapointed, of course, but the next time I had another exam, the same feeling of hopefulness persists. As if the failures didn't teach me any lesson.

I had my glass brimfull of water spilled last night. I tapped it upside down to make sure every drop's gone but some are so adhesive they won't let go. The excitement is still there and it keeps on jumping on a trampoline set in a holocaust. Why?



I'm final with English 11 (7-9am) and German 10 (9-11am) for summer. Both will be held in the CAL New Building in case someone wants to stalk me.

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