Verano Porteño

I have nothing to say

Or I just have so many things to say

That I keep my silence of self-defence

Against the possible consequence triggered by the inconsistency of my sanity

The utterance of such thoughts would strip my fragile shield away

We don't have the luxury of asking for others' sympathy or approval



Believe yourself

But believing myself is never enough for me

Never Know

You never know what awaits you in life.

Unreasonably reasoned.

Unexceptionally exceptional.

Unexpectedly expecting.


Life life life...yeah, it's full of weird contradictions and crazy surprises.

The best part of it is that the lamest things can actually happen to YOU.


Falling in love with a prof of your college? Haha.

Yeah, that's crazy. But love is always sweet.

Never know, never know :)

You

You make me shy.

You make me high.

New Path

The graduation is over. Now I've come to a point where I need to decide which way to go after one year of miraculously meaningful meetings and learning.

Last night, I had a dinner date at an Israeli restaurant with this history teacher called Ms. Turoff. Herself is like a legend in a long history of human beings...she's more than 70 years old, but still full of energy, passion, and compassion, all of which are proven to be the quality of those who are respected, trusted, and loved by people just by the way students and other faculties look up to her. It came with such a surprise and shame when we learned that she was retiring from her job at our school, where she has shared her trillion dollar wisdom with a number of students for over 20 years, and sailing onto a journey to rediscover her origin of identity; she's traveling to Israel.

"Shalom. It means peace." She smiles beautifully. Always.

"There are two paths in front of you. One is less taken...you know that poem? But it seems like the paths before you are both less taken!" Sigh. I know, right? "But if you are thinking over the same things over and over in your college search, then you are not learning anything new. It's telling you that it's the time to make a decision." Right. I know, I know. In the last few days, I had been looking up schools and swearing how much this thing called education in the States cost. Rip-off!!!

Deciding a major doesn't mean deciding what I'm going to do in the rest of my life. No. Decisions in life; that's just the way to operate. But still, it's such a big decision to make.

It's heavy. It's confusing. And I'm slightly excited, but mainly afraid.