Ningas Cogon

So the semester is ending and I hate it. It's always the most horrible part of the year when I cram my papers like mad, and since I'm not a fan of coffee, I imagine I'm doing this gig the worse way. I haven't slept at all the other night and I'm still groggy—hello, 35 citations while my classmates just had no more than ten! Why am I OC about reading every godbegotten thing about my topic? I've been turning to food to make me feel better (read: popcorn and siomai yay). And I have a test later. Shit.

Whine, whine, whine. I can't find anything intelligent to write about anymore, no, I can't find anything to write about anymore. Robert Heinlein said somewhere that happy people don't keep diaries because they're much too busy living. Well, I guess I'm happy. If it sounds as if I said that with any amount of uncertainty, take this: I definitely am not sad. Things are not going perfectly but when do they ever do? Things are fine the way they are now, and while I still find occasion to look down and think back on what used to be, well—nah. I mean, I suppose it's a big world. There are infinite futures and infinite presents, but there is only one past. Why dwell on it?

And I am so not dwelling on it. On a lighter emotional baggage: my parents are putting gentle pressure on me to take up law after I graduate. The hell? I think it's Papa's idea. I don't know what he ate that fateful day but I swear I am not going to law school. Besides the gruesome fact that Bachiler en Artes Political Science does not teach anyone any laws an average LAE taker would find useful, I don't like law. I don't want to study anymore, even, if not for the fact that  graduation is just a year or so away. And if we're going to be dumb pilosopos here, no one needs laws. Moral code is sufficient to keep the fabric of society from tearing with anarchy. Wtf. 

Also, my mom agreed to fund a small business of mine. I'm going to start after the semester ends and hopefully, this won't be just another successful attempt at ningas cogon. I've been wanting to do this thing for a long time so I hope you guys support me.

Gosh, I'm 30 minutes late already! How time has a habit of having its own goddamn perspective.