chained free

            The first day of exams seemed to be a struggle. I had the worst headache the previous night and I know for a fact I have not studied enough to make it and pass. Who could focus on studying when two important pre-requisites are lacking for me to be able to take my exams without worry? That was Sunday, March 22, 2009. Call me pessimist but I have always had correct predictions about my class standing.

            Monday came without much hope for a sudden change of atmosphere, and to top it off, I failed to take my exams. I felt weird, sad yet relieved. Since my future is still dependent on the outcome of what seemed to be taking longer than necessary, I had to talk with the right people to help me solve my dilemma. I don’t want to make another mistake. I had the right dose of dinner and that grande strawberries and cream frappuccino did the trick.

            Tuesday was my drama performance schedule. I woke up craving for halo-halo. But instead a number of people made my day one halo-halo special. Four different views left me to come up with a decision of my own choice. But I only heard two of them when I finally decided on what to do. I saw my self extremely vulnerable and about to break into pieces but shopping with my best friend was the best part of my day. I dozed off to sleep still hearing voices.

            Today, I woke up with a fast heartbeat surprise. I imagined how my Tuesday turned-out. I felt my chest with my right palm and my head with my left palm and spoke to myself, “it can’t be a dream.” I prayed to God for guidance and a bright Wednesday ahead.

I found my self in a dream within a dream

Where my hands were chained

Ironically I have never felt more free in my life

*It seems like my session with San Miguel is fast approaching.