[Here's more. I wrote this one on November 2010. This mourned, rejoiced, condoled and celebrated my first semester as a Junior College Student.]

How long? Months? Maybe 5 months. Yeah, that’s it. I’ve had 5 months of unrecorded thoughts. I really miss writing. I can feel it along the silence of this trembling cold night as i write after a long break. Again. Given my favourite pen, few sheets of papers, personal privacy as everybody else in the room is asleep and having only the sole light of a lamp to illuminate this unconscious night, I believe I deserve these few hours for myself. Writing whatever matters my head and heart have long wanted to share. With one last and long sigh, here I would go. Knocking my thoughts on heaven’s doors.
 
 
As a junior student, this semester has been so revealing. Revealing in a sense that it showed me who I am, what my strengths and weaknesses are and taught me valuable lessons which I considered absurd months ago. There those things went. Profoundly.Unseen.Uncensored.Unnoticed. Since I haven’t kept a diary to track the things that happened lately, I would love to start reminiscing all those memorable events which opened my eyes, locked my lips and drew my smiles. Selecting the highlights would be a fun job for this may become a short synopsis I would compensate for all the things I left unattended. And I bet, this may take much time. However, that’s not the issue here anymore. So break it free.As for the newest things I have gone with this semester, JPIA has a lot to say about them. This semester embarked with the exhaustive enrolment week. As a student-assistant to the enrolees, this has somehow made me realize that I AM a JPIA Officer, a fact which gradually registered to my instinct. Talk about what I’ve been through during the Accountancy Week. It’s not that I was the only busy one, it is about how floored I am every time I think of the titanic responsibilities and tasks I have overcome. I tell you, it’s never easy when all eyes and expectations are laid in your standing. It was made even more challenging when things were brought up to the regional level. The Regional Midyear Convention in CDO! Winning the Whiz Kids Plus as champion for the second consecutive year despite only reaching 2nd place in the Pop Dance Competition having MSU-Main Chapter as Champion for 4 straight years and receiving the Overall 1st Runner-up award, I am of much pride of myself in behalf of the entire local chapter. It was my 2ndCDo invasion this sem because I had participated the Regional Executive Board Meeting months earlier. That was fun, really. Living in the hotel like we owned everything. Played the piano insanely, repeated using the elevator ‘till it seemed still nauseous even outside, and talked in the meeting proper as if we were never afraid of the things we wanted to convey. For everything that happened and are yet to happen, I look forward more from my co-officers. That’s the spirit.
 
 
Jumping onto the other side, let me blab on my academics. One word.Haha. That’s how it all rolled. I would chuckle how this semester just ended where in fact I never really felt it started. One of the wondrous coincidences this sem has offered is the parallelism in terms of final grades my two major subjects incurred. They are both 2.0. It had an offsetting effect. I exerted more effort on the first one but was falling on it. I was too relax with the other one but was passing it. They’re still equal at the end. Though I honestly expected 2.5 and 1.5 on the latter, it seemed like expectations don’t materialize at all times. Tsk. Furthermore, it’s a blessing to have 3.0 in Econ60. Flunking those nerve-wracking exams, I should have failed. I can’t relate with the subject, honestly speaking. Until now. So it’s better done that way, isn’t it? My PE4, Mgt11 and English8 were definitely demanding subjects but based on grades, my instructors should have bestowed mercy by raising them higher. Yet they didn’t. Well then, there’s still hope when Sir Peepo gave me an exhilarating grade in Mktg11 which I prayed since I failed the prelim exam. What an answered prayer! Even if my goal was to push my CGPA up, it went down. I have no one to blame. I guess. I still have my scholarship, no worries! There must be something for the next semesters.
 
 
With regards to my beloved MSU-Honors Program, it was also my first 5 months of enjoying my being a full-pledged member. “POOP”, it is the word of the semester taking into consideration the realizations I had and still am having now that I own the spot. Many would kill for this. I’m blessed I have one. Even if I missed the applicants’ Talent Show, that wouldn’t turn down the joy I had with the other activities the program had. Tripping from the rushed Orientation Program where I shockingly spoke, to the Interview phase where I tried to build impressions with people coming in, to the Essay Writing, IQ and Aptitude Tests as well as the Extemporaneous Speaking phases where I saw how the new kids evolved, and to the postponed probationary-members-to-be’s Acceptance, HP still gives reasons for everything. Yet, my favourite for this sem were the things we all did during the University Foundation Anniversary along with the quiz shows we’ve won. HP has yet more to go and it is as cruel as Dan Brown’s novel that it never allows things get predicted. HP people love that sort of twist.Now if there’s a question about what made me happiest during the semester, it would be consolidated with two things.
 
 
First, BALANCES! Through up and down, for over three years now, we remained strong. We were there. Present enough to be seen. Everyone’s happiness is shared. Everyone’s sorrow is felt. Everyone’s undertaking is always a joint venture. Indeed, we are an adorable corporation ready to give dividends not just in profits but even in losses. I could never be happier in the department with BALANCES as my family. They’re all damn crazy.
 
 
Second would be my home away from home, RD. Doydoy, Baloi, Dann, KuyaGodo, Kingkoi, Adam, Kris and Welvor, they have been the wisest and funniest guys that still keep doing things I never expected them to do. They go beyond limits. Very optimistic yet I enjoy their frailty. Better or worse. Added on the long list are Vit, Ariel, Jeffrey, Junjun and the RS-turning-RD Rowen, I love these kids so much. They are unfolding a new generation of RD that I want to impart with, if not complete. Without RD, maybe I got myself with ropes on my neck every time I was with a burden I couldn’t afford to bear. They are impressive painters. They paint you a smile on your very face. A smile which you never thought still exists.
 
 
When people ask me about how my family is going on. I can’t answer any of their questions. Even now, this section is out of order. I am sorry.
 
As for the insanity that I thought wouldn’t fade, I ain’t sure about it yet. But now, I have no plans at all. I am settled.
 
 
I love the way how things are.I love myself despite anything. I know people love me. There are those who care and even with these miseries, I know heaven’s doors will open. Soon.#