parental units.

i swear, my parents still don't see me as the full fledged 18 year old that i am. and to think, i used to be afraid of the idea of me growing up, but now i think it's they who are afraid. i mean, i already handle most of my problems as it is plus some of theirs. it just gets me so frustrated on the limitations that place on me. it just doesnt seem fair in my point of view because they always let me down in some form or another.

ay caramba.

one for the record books.

i'm not really one that would type my thoughts and spill any sort of feeling on a blog. in fact, i still can't imagine myself sitting here, trying to think what next to write. so i'm not too sure who or what is compelling me to do so. i remember the last time i wrote something remotely like a blog was in the eighth grade, and that brought a lot of overwhelming drama that ended my blogging days. i hope history won't repeat itself.

so how am i right now? well, i am senior in high school that used to live day to day, hoping something interesting would happen. but i like to think that i stopped hoping now because with hope, i always put myself venerable to great disappointments. this year so far has been characteristic of such letdowns and dissatisfactions; except recently.

actually, i'm not too sure how it will turn out. ahh, there i go again. now i'm hoping for the best.