"I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken–and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken pieces as long as I lived." -Gone With the Wind

Oh goodie. My first blog entry is borderline emo/rant.

I've been on a lot of stress lately. Not just from academics, but also from my social life. And practically my life is split only in those two parts. Actually I'd care less with my acads. I mean I've accepted the fact that I'm not too smart. I'm utterly clueless about the things I should know about my course. But as I've said, I accepted that. However, the fact that I'm about to fail in three subjects--that I cannot accept. So I'm under a lot of stress, trying to pull my grades up.

So moving on to my social life. I've broken off with two of my friends. And it hurt. But then again, I'm the same type as Rhett Butler. I don't try to fix things once they've been broken. Sometimes 'm too rash about things. And I am well aware that this type of attitude may cost me a real shot at happiness but then again, I'm not the type who wallows in the past and the what-ifs. Something wrong happens, I take it, forget it, move on.

Yes, no regrets.