I'm Still Alive and Kicking and Deprived of Porn.

LMAO. But it's actually true. The title says it all. ^^

To everyone who were wondering how and what the heck happened to me in the past few weeks, don't worry no more because I'm finally here now, though I couldn't promise I'll be updating every night or every time I will have the chance to do so. Poor me. T___T

I was away for almost 2 weeks (was it that long?) simply because of two things: School and Home. I for one, is not someone who knows how to manage her time. And that's my problem. Not that something came up. Everything is fine and all. It's just that I'm pretty busy and I couldn't even find a time to express my thoughts and mingle with you guys. I terribly miss spazzing and flailing with you~ *glomps*

Anyways, we just had our Recollection. Each and every graduating student here in the Philippines, Elementary or in the High School department, they always have that special event once in their lives. But according to the priest who officiated the Recollection, anybody can have the Recollection regardless of the gender and age. And the social status.

Recollection meaning to say, you recollect. haha. No, seriously, it's a time when you yourself contemplate about certain stuffs like the things that's happened in your past. They say that your studying or knowing one's history will help you understand the present. So yeah. XD

In every event or occasion whatsoever, there will always be food, sad to say, I wasn't satisfied. They did not satisfy my needs. hahaha! Demanding, am I? But I'm just happy they gave us food and did not left us alone starving to death. XDDDD

Today was such a very tiring emotional day. After the Confession that we had, though out of the 47 students present at Tabor Hills (that's the location of the Recollection), only 40 people had their confession. Some were not Roman Catholics while the others, they aren't ready to confess yet. But as for me and my gang, ZAMMOJJ, we all confessed and inevitably cried our hearts out.

It was such an experience that we will never forget. It was a time wherein we were able to express ourselves as a whole, though not all of us confessed everything all, still being able to confess and let out that burden was something so great we thought and felt free. It's as if we were prisoners bailed out from bars.

Anyhow, it's already late. I still have to be early tomorrow.

Merry Christmas everyone! Toodles!