“I’m tired”. This summarizes every thought, idea or emotion that I have harbored during these past few days. If you’re from my school, then you’ve probably seen me running around, sometimes prancing. No, I was just kidding. Well anyways, you’d see me running near the math walk or whatever you call it. All I know is that I’m tired of doing it. It’s very mundane of us to have been bothered by the worldly delinquencies and limited abilities, by stupid mistakes and frustrated efforts, and by falsified truths and cowardly lies. Well, I guess I have been bothered by at least two of those but guess what; I’m never going to tell you which is which. I’ll keep it a secret first. Besides, this is my blog, my open diary – MY tiny world in a gigantic universe.
I never wanted myself to be delinquent, but I guess fate has let me down, again. Cramming is the best way that I could ever think of when I have been bombarded with such papers, drafts, essays and sets of bloody calculus homework. This is hell. I have been exhausting myself for weeks now and I have myself alarmed when I got used to sleeping for only two hours. Imagine that. The things I do for the academe, my parents, and whoever wants my studies dedicated to. Delinquency springs not from thyself but from others. I was never born delinquent but having witnessed my friends and other acquaintances give up on something made me do so as well. See, I got myself stuck in this universal drift that is also currently making my system adapt less to a highly vulnerable environment. Fending for oneself is quite a herculean task especially for an isko but as they say, “a sense of independence here is a must-have”. In doing so, you’ll exhaust yourself and voila, I think I now have that sense of “independence”. Exhaustion is a well-used phrase here but I think the thing itself worsens every day. It might someday eat me alive or something but one thing is for sure: I’m tired; I need to go to sleep.
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