Midterms.

Midterm season still isn’t over, but the hard part is definitely done. It feels really strange downing cups of hot black coffee all night, going to bed thinking that this is impossible, that you’re not cut out for this, then waking up the next day feeling slightly better, like maybe with the new light comes a new hope that somehow maybe you’re ready. Only to have your wits shattered on the pre-test hour when you see how much everyone else has covered. But then you take the test. And it’s tough, but it’s alright. And however unsure you are of your answers, you feel as if you wouldn’t mind going on doing just this. na kaya ‘to. bigay ka pa, sige lang.

We’re just lucky that we’re blessed with room to breathe after crashing into these walls of texts and tests. And every once in a while, there are pleasant surprises between a cig, a coffee shop, and a beer can. Good drinks, good music all around.

sharing the good vibes.

Oração – A Banda Mais Bonita da Cidade

 

 

 

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