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i thought it's time to update my profile...so here it goes...
i previously said that i am confused...i think i still am...confused about everything...maybe except academic stuff...that's where i am good at and i am proud of it...i love school...i love science classes but i hate math...i love sports although i am not an expert at any...i play volleyball whenever i can and wherever i can...i shoot some hoops...i would love to play tennis although i do not have the time and the skill to do so...maybe i'll buy some rackets so i could practice with whoever is willing to teach and play with me...i am trying to enjoy every second that i have...because that's is what living is all about...but then there are people who discourages me and who tries to pull me down...i am still adjusting to the life here in the united states...i miss my highschool friends the most but still i found some really good ones in here...i am scared of failure...of not completing my studies (which is too impossible if you ask me)...of not being an accomplished person...and of not having everything that i want...but what do i want anyway? simple stuff like having a good job which pays a lot maybe like a doctor or a pharmacist (yeah, i am thinking about being one as of the moment)...i would also love to have a family...on second thought...those things are not simple considering where i am right now...there's just too much "bad" stuff going on...people who are close to me know that i sometimes can go crazy...i do not mean that i am mentally insane...but inside this quiet, geeky shell, you'll find that i am outgoing and...just find it out for yourselvesLove's Inconsistancy
by Francesco Petrarch (1304-1374)
I find no peace, and all my war is done;
I fear and hope, I burn and freeze likewise;
I fly above the wind, yet cannot rise;
And nought i have, yet all the world I seize on;That looseth, nor locketh, holdeth me in prison,
And holds me not, yet can I 'scape no wise;
Nor lets me live, nor die, at my devise,
And yet of death it giveth none occasion.
Without eyes I see, and without tongue I plain;
I wish to perish, yet I ask for health;
I love another, and yet I hate myself;
I feed in sorrow, and laugh in all my pain;
Lo, thus displeaseth me both death and life,
And my delight is causer of my grief.
(Translated by Sir Thomas Wyatt)
