Keeping up

March 11, 2010

9:29 PM

Have you ever had a feeling you felt you should never feel because you had a gut feel that the feeling was never right? Oh yeah, welcome to the world of the obsessive-compulsives.

It's just been roughly four days since I left Pampanga and I'm already at my wit's end, missing home dearly. I tried texting my mom moments ago, but to no avail. My credits have gone zero due to important calls and texts I had to make these past few days. It's a good thing I have chikka messenger. Hearing my mom's voice was a relief, let alone seeing her in person. So I kept sending her messages, hoping she would call me. Luckily, God answered my request. We were on the phone for barely 30 minutes, chatting about the latest scoops on life in general. Co'z you see, I am a guy who gets struck by anxiety easily whenever I fail to keep up with stories, be it something just plain trivial or a-matter-of-life-and-death, about my family. So I need updates by and by (wait ti'l I become your boss and see for yourself). With all the things running through my mind, I am having a very hard time organizing my thoughts and placing them on their right spots. My thoughts are in frenzy (not the condom brand). By trying to do and think of everything, I end up doing nothing. Multitasking is never my strong point; and that's what I need to develop! What am I gonna do with my law report next week. What are the latest stories my mom has in store for me. Ooh, I wanna blog. Ooh, I wanna do this and that. Brain clutter and mental anguish are something we obsessive-compulsives suffer from on a daily basis. Trust me, I am Adrian Monk's real-life counterpart. Oh well, gotta go. Two reports and five exams are on queue for the following weeks so I need to keep up the pace to strip myself off of academic duties just before summer; and maybe strip off my shirt when summer comes along. *Giggles* Tanaydana, makamurit. Bisa na kung muli.