i hate you.

i hate you because you are so clueless,
but i hate myself more for not telling you.

i hate you because you don't care,
but i hate myself more for caring so much.

i hate you because nothing is happening,
but i hate myself more for not doing anything at all.

i hate you because you're not doing anything,
but i hate myself more for expecting too much.

i hate you because you're never there when i need you,
but i hate myself more when i feel like i'm not enough for you.

but most especially,
i just hate you because
i hate myself more and more each day,
for loving you too much,
maybe even more than i love myself.

you just have to say it

just say you need me,
and you know i don't have to say it,
but i'll be right here
i'll be right here and i'll never leave

how do you let go of the only thing you're sure of?
you don't.
i won't.



#cheese #kesodebola

old habits never die

Our project for our Advanced Developmental Psychology class was to report whatever on Infancy. We decided to focus on infant classes, specifically Kindermusik, and designing one ourselves.

Ambitious, yes. Impossible? No.

Old habits never never never never die; I (we) crammed everything. Today, I had to design and layout the book, and make the powerpoint presentation in less than 8 hours. Haven't had sleep for the past few days just finishing this project. All I kept thinking today was "let's just get this over and done with, please" I was just really tired.

A few minutes ago, I asked a friend if they were ready for this presentation.

No presentations today. 

and that, my friends, is how the universe slaps you in the face. I've been telling you, stop freaking cramming!