Pointless. Really.

As I sit on my bed, infront of my laptop at 1:54am, I suddenly get the urge to open my blogger and write... something. Perhaps it's because I just finished rereading the last Harry Potter book and all the excitement from those last few chapters is keeping me up. Perhaps it's because I've grown tired of refreshing my facebook page and realizing that I am growing farther and farther apart from the network of "friends" i have on there. Or perhaps it's because there are actually so many things I could and should write about, if I am indeed serious about keeping a blog like this... like... the end of my first school year in my first teaching job, the fabulous kids that I shed tears for during their last day in preschool because I was gonna miss them so much when they move on either to kindergarten, back to their home countries or to a new school elsewhere, the return of the love of my life, the vacation I am very conveniently enjoying while he is here, the many thoughts I have been thinking, the many feelings I have been feeling, the exciting experiences I have been treasuring...

... All have gone undocumented in what is supposed to be my present self's virtual connection with my past and future selves. I should probably just do away with this blog, shouldn't I? It's become quite apparent after all that my writing skills just aren't quick enough for everything worth writing about in my life. Which is a good thing, in a way, I suppose, because that means there are several things worth writing about in my life. But bad because my writing skills are obviously challenged. (Like the other day, I thought I had to write a 300-500 essay as a part of my application to UP's CPE program and I didn't even know how to start... Where to start is a reasonable enough challenge, but not knowing HOW to start was obviously a problem.  I was seriously out of practice in the essay writing department. I couldn't believe, less than a year ago, I was spewing words, phrases and sentences out for essays, book reports, papers, THESIS and what have you... and yet, there I was, at a complete loss at the face of the fairly easy challenge of writing a mere 500 word essay on why I wanna enter that program. What's so tough about that, right?)

I am rambling again. I swear, it is such a challenge for me to come up with anything coherent. Sometimes, I can do it. But the funny thing is, I don't really know under what condition I feel like writing something. I mean, the obvious time would be when I'm most inspired. But I've been inspired immensely quite a number of times but I don't always feel like writing about them. And more funny is (to me atleast), when I do feel like writing, it's always about random gibberish like this... to talk about my inadequacies as a blog keeper! I swear, sometimes, I'm so confused talaga.

Now I'm just sleepy. Too sleepy to try to even make any sense out of all of these words I've just spewed out via my fingers. Which is fine since I don't think I really set out to write about anything in particular when I clicked on that "New Post" button anyway. In fact, this entry really had no point at all from the get go.

So... Goodnight.

Love,
Oli :)