I will now be moving to a new blog. This has been a hard choice to make since I’ve had this blog since forever. From my reblogger days to my personal blogger glory, and now to this inactive state, this blog means so much to me.

I remember pouring out my heart and all of its aches in here, to strangers. I’ve met wonderful people and made so many friends here as well. But sadly, most of my friends have outgrown Tumblr and I did too.

I’m making a new start, in a new blog. This hasn’t been an easy choice and yet, what I’ve been undergoing hasn’t been that easy as well. It’s still same old Pammy, only this blog will somehow chronicle my life as a university major.

Thank you for being here with me in this journey. As I end this chapter of my internet life, I would like to keep this part of me private. I’ll soon put a password on my blog and I’ll leave this out in the public for a few days.

Links where you can catch me:

ask.fm

twitter

facebook

et-wahl (my new blog)

Thank you, once again. :)

I think the reason why our government here in the Philippines will almost always remain bad is because our politicians themselves are not united.

Sure, I understand that the party list system is there to give both leftist and right-minded politicians chances to let themselves enforce their ideas but somehow, this doesn’t really give them a chance to work as a TEAM. Rather, they work as rivals.

Yes, politics is almost always a bloody business. Everyone is both your friend and your enemy. But you see, that’s not what the government was made for. The government wasn’t made for people who felt like going in power go in a fight to control this power. Rather, it was made to lead the people. To govern them.

Politicians should stop counting what they’ve done for the government, what laws they have enacted, and how good they have been to people. Good leaders don’t count their good deeds. Service just doesn’t go that way.

Sadly, ‘united politics’ is nothing but an ideal. What I’d do to actually see politicians lead for the better good and not for their own personal gain.

I met a boy in a very inconvenient way. I was receiving messages from an unknown number claiming to be someone I personally know. I don’t text people I don’t know but I get really concerned when I don’t save acquaintances and friends’ numbers. So we continuously exchanged text messages, with me hoping that I’d get an idea on who this person was. He told me he would reveal his identity on wash day.

I was beginning to have ideas on who this mysterious person was. Was it a high school crush, a guy friend, a nerdy guy friend, or my crush in the debate team.

He was neither of them.

My classmate in political science came up to me with her boyfriend, asking me who I was waiting for. I told them I was waiting for a friend. She glanced to her left, and I had a feeling something was wrong. Very wrong.

“Hey, you know the guy you’ve been sending the text messages to? That guy’s me.”

I didn’t know what face I showed, but I was shocked. I couldn’t move my body, or my arms. I froze, and I stared at him, without registering his features. I blinked, and looked down. I didn’t want anyone to see how flustered I was.

I was embarrassed. I felt so stupid for even thinking any of my guy classmates was interested in Harry Potter. Heck, no one even calls me Pamela 1. I wanted to disappear, like let the ground eat me up from where I was.

Just when I was about to stand up and leave, I remembered the messages we exchanged. He wasn’t so bad as a person. And I’ve never met a person who shared the same interests as I did.

We talked, but I forgot most of the things we talked about. I was nervous, and I was speaking in a voice louder than I usually used. He did most of the talking though. He’s talkative. Although I felt that we could still be friends, I still felt angry, embarrassed and hurt.

He volunteered to bring me to the shuttles. He called me cute on the way. I told him I wasn’t. No one has ever called me cute. He kept on saying random things.

“You know, I would have walked all the way to that cafeteria,” he said.

“You can always ride a shuttle and you don’t have to.”

“I like walking and I want to. You’re worth it.” he replied.

He later asked me out for dinner.

I’ve been accepted as a working scholar in my university today. Instead of being given a paycheck, I am given a student loan-which means that my tuition fee is for free. Yay!

So for the past three days, instead of going to my afternoon classes, I’ve been doing office work. I’ve always wanted to work in an office since I was young and so I was really excited at the same time, nervous, when I was told to work in the office for a while.

My co-workers are really cooperating and friendly. They were welcoming and were ready to listen to my questions. The heads were also nice and understanding. They weren’t abusive and they didn’t give really hard tasks.

Hopefully work won’t be as stressful as school.