Ignorance

@ Eugene's party.

I refuse to post how I looked after this scenario. I was close to being dragged home (thanks to this girl I recently learned to love, Eyan. Hahaha). Long talks and boisterous laughter (under the influence of alcohol) during celebrations is a guilty pleasure. Having that much fun I feel like I'm living closer to the dream, except there's no direction (I actually have no sense of direction), and it's not as if life came with a manual. I'm nowhere near a party whore, but my body has been abruptly reset and an allotment of 60% was given to laziness without my permission. I'm a total slacker in school and I admit that I go beyond allowable limits of not studying. It's not because I'm busy with external affairs and social crap. I have a lot of time to spare but I choose to watch Phineas and Ferb over studying. And it gives me the sinking feeling because I used to work my ass out to ace my tests, and pass all my subjects, sometimes I aim at getting the highest grade too. Now, I'm pretty apathetic, when it comes to academics, I feel totally irrelevant. Maybe, I just need to meet term break. One more week Maye, hang in there.