Staring at the dark sky wondering what tomorrow might bring. Yet again, more sleepless nights, cramming for finals, all nighters for those procrastinating, and yet I can't focus. I still lack the mentality and realizing that the semester is practically over. Where did all the time go? It seems like if yesterday was the first day of the semester. Time flies. Summer is just around the corner, it's time to get out our binikis and head down to the beach. Those long summer nights walking in the beach with your special person holding hands and talking about what you two love about each. Days like that I wish I had. Instead of studying for final I have tomorrow for CHLS, I'm just writing my thoughts about the summer.
People have been asking my plans for summer I don't know what to reply. I've been too busy to think about summer plans. I should be thinking about internships, jobs, summer school... but it's like I don't have nothing else but school right now. I don't want to waste another summer sitting at home knowing that I could be doing something useful out there. The problem about my major is that there's little offerings of internships of us and I don't know where to look. I want help the youth. That's my main focus, I have always think that youth can make a difference in the world if they just apply themselves. We are losing our hope, our youth to social networking sites now it's more about Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr rather than reading or spending their time with family or other things. I'm guilty, I've been hook on Facebook and sometimes desperately waiting for that response from that one friend. what a joke huh, but hey FB is useful too, one needs to know how to control their limit.
Fresh air coming thru my window, so calm and smooth. A relaxing night in Compton, no sounds of helicopters nor ambulances what a relief. I hear a baby crying that would be my baby cousin who lives within less than 20 feet from me. Her name is Emm's but we call her Lols. She is so cute. What a beautiful night ...
Good night. Peace
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