Yay~ Finally a schoolwork-free term break. However, I don't know why, I don't really feel very cheered up. What I feel is only a tiny bit of relief.

Maybe I am too stressed up? Guess so. Put accurately, one can say I am thoroughly exhausted. Both physically and emotionally. Physically, well, 'cause I had put in many hours of my life (estimated to be about 60% to 65%) in this semester on schoolwork and having freakingly little time for sleep and relaxation. Sometimes I wonder how I managed to survive through that, given my character to be lazy and procrastinate whenever there is too much stress and tension for me to handle.

Emotionally exhausted because this is one semester that literally took me out. All modules required much work, effort and time - I recall not having enough money every month 'cause I practically have no time to earn money, not to mention having to spend a lot of money on every project. Out of the modules I took this semester, LocVid, the only one module that I find tedious, had caused me to break down 2 times in total; never had I faced so many difficulties and obstruction in one project. Final Project (FP) did not went smoothly at all - the camera was damaged, the shots were horribly placed at weird angles and/or unfocused, the script (to my dismay) changed and edited to a huge extent, and not to forget, uncooperative and/or slacking group members. I am disappointed (till now), 'cause I do not understand why the efforts put in by Mary and I are going to turn out possibly fruitless. I am also pretty much upset about the camera damage; there's more money burden I have to carry now. *sighs*

The only upside out of this semester would be that most projects turn out okay. I won't say excellent, as there is no exceptionally wonderful grades to be happy about.

And of course, my meeting with Nicholas. If not for that day - I remember, February 11, 2008, the day right before our Web Flash presentation - and Mary's greed for a K-Box promo flyer, plus my insistence to sing, I would never have met and know him as a friend. Walk pass and see each other, yes, but never will a friendship or relationship have developed. Now I have someone to love me, to take care of me, to lean against.. Things I have been looking for ever since I no longer have anyone at home to talk to anymore. I am thankful; but at the same time I am afraid that this happiness will disintegrate anytime.

I do not want to hear any promises - not because I don't need them - but it'll be enough if you can just hold my hand always... ... - RZ