Blessed be the tired.

First week of school:

Monday: Alright, so I got thrown for a few surprises, but there were two great things: reunion at the YFC tambayan, and the Hillsongs concert! I have never seen anything like that concert in all my life; the place was packed more tightly than any UAAP game ever was. And I was pretty much paos by the third song. It was definitely worth getting out on a school night!

Tuesday: More whacked academic surprises (dress code, ENGLRES, etc.) But hey, it was fun getting to catch up with my blockmates again.

Wednesday: Half day nga, pero HASSLE with all of the things I had to accomplish before getting to school to meet up with Ate Oche, Mira, and Gayle. Waahhh! Slept late since I had plans to get as much work done in order to enjoy...

Thursday: Kept up in discussion despite wanting to drop off asleep. Attended YFC household: can I just say that I miss those things! Bonding time with Kuya Marco, Dan, David, Nicky, Tino, Ate Ynah and Mira.

Friday: Finished bulletin before running off to buy supplies, then hurrying over to the comm-based youth camp near my place.

Friday-Sunday: YFC youth camp! Gave a talk, helped out in the team, did a lot, experienced much difficulty but got through everything with the grace of God. Go Central C2!

Today: Brought some of the wrong stuff to class today, but was fine. Managed to hold my own in class. Good times commuting home with my sis, Ica, and YFC friends.

Yeah, it was a busy week and I did not sleep very much. But it was worth it. I mean, I know this is not the first time I've run myself this ragged, and maybe some people might say it's an escape from my problems, but I have this to say: it's positive psychology. I'm tired of dissecting what's wrong with me, and all I want is to get my life in order...the way God meant it to be.

Right now, I think I have had it good: school is agreeing with me for the most part (save for a few classroom policies), I'm starting to pray again, I'm tripping out on music, I love my friends, and my writing mojo is back.

Forget the "gulong ng palad": I claim that no matter how rough things get, God will help me.