its been a rough quart term so far,


i guess its the sundayless life.

nevertheless. words can't really express the thoughts and feelings i'm having,

its too mixed up, i can't think straight and i don't even feel like i'm living.

i guess its what happens when one just refuses to go back to God's graces,

you feel like a robot, or even worse, a peddler for the pleasures of life. you just want more and more and more, can;t et enough of it. You tell yourself. enough is enough, but then again the very source of your strength is the source of your sin.

so who am i to live tarnished
who am i to judge.

i am nothing.

needless to say.
holidays are starting.

i want to live again o God.
let me drink of your everlasting river,
nourish my soul with your mana.

i take o lord from you again,
yet you give me more.

forgive this sinner,
i speak with my heart
and my head

but i love you lord.

everlastingly
amen