I hate it.
I quit my diva-ness a while ago. I’m not sure whether if it’s still in me since I haven’t been going out lately.
I’ve been restless of late. Hopefully it’s not because I am a desperate singleton (because I am NOT) but because I want to scale heights in my studies and … ahem… career.
Oh yeah! My results came out last week. I didn’t do very well but had an overall improvements in my grades. I hope I have made the right choice in my major. But God, why do I have that feeling of dread? Why am I looking at photog majors with envy?
