Taken at a place I frequent at least twice a week. Frequency is proportional to the school work I have to cram in that given period.

I has yellow nails.:) I bought that color because it reminded me of my favorite ice cream flavor—cheese, not mango. I despise mango-flavored ice cream.

I was thinking last night that maybe I have already realized what my biggest regret in life is. It’s pointless to despair over it now, that’s why it’s called regret, but I just can’t help it. Why did I succumb to the temptation of having this extra line in my resume? Couldn’t I have just decided to live a relatively easy life, only worrying about my thesis? Sad thing, really, that I’m already this disheartened when things aren’t yet as tough as they are going to be. I hope that before the first semester starts, I have already finished majority of my tasks so as not to affect my grades severely.

It’s not that I fear the tasks themselves, but I fear the feeling of inferiority I get when I mail the letters to get them edited. I don’t even have an idea of what I’m supposed to do anyway. Oh woe is me. And teasers and invites. I have to make them. Now…if they didn’t just give me some members of hellhole quality. I really feel as if I’ve been cheated.

And the fact that I see my friends already graduating, two of them getting magna cum laudes, and two getting cum laudes, is kind of depressing if seen in a selfish perspective. I aim for a cum laude and is severely hoping it won’t be a sana cum laude. I’m under the impression that my brain has been offline as of 1st semester AY 2010-2011.

Of course I’m also sad that they would be leaving me behind as a student, but I don’t want to be an “adult” just yet. Less bonding time than the already scarce bonding time, I see.

Let me have my manga.( ಠ_ಠ)