As I have said, "The end of the beginning is coming near..." But now it's here. There's no need to deny it.

I know I had been out of this diary world for quite some time now. But it's worth it.

The final exams were not so hard compared to what I had expected. It wasn't that hard, I say, because I know I need to study harder to maintain good grades. I knew I had to be studying on my vacant hours but I didn't do it. I knew I had to be solving problems in math to help boost my algebra skills instead of chatting away with my classmates. I knew I had to be memorizing important items on my major subjects but I didn't keep on doing it either. I took my time for granted, I admit. I took my pride and said 'I can do it' without even working hard for it.

Now - it's over. The exams were up, all the projects submitted, and everyone were expecting a relaxing semestral break.

There are certain 'school hangover', though. The DATALINE staffers - in which I am included - were required to attend their presswork tomorrow. So that means, instead of having a relaxing time at home, reading or playing with the computer, I'll be going to school tomorrow where I'll probably be staring at the computer screen and thinking of what to type for the paper. The STF students were obligated to go to school, too, to complete their required working hours.

So, instead of having a free time even just for tomorrow, I'll be at school and thinking away my time there.

Anyway. Let's talk about my classmates. Indeed, lots of them are backing away. Most of them are changing schools and courses. Probably one of the reasons was that they have become too much affected by the issues they have heard about this school and certain other things. One more thing probably is their grades....Well, lots of them are going away and never will be seen in the campus anymore. Whatever....

Even though, they gave nothing to me but confusion in mind, they have taught me some lessons I would never ever learn in any other place. They became a symbol of something within me that is pretty hard to explain. The things they did, whether good or bad, meant something uncomprehending to me. It gave me the encouragement to stand for the right I know and not be ashamed of it. It presented to me the confidence of the knowlegde I have that I need to face the forthcoming trials in college life.

All the things that had happened to me during this first months of being in college has been totally worth meditating for. So even if I didn't have the time to write in here, the things I experienced weren't all listed here, my life goes on with its normal tune although in different beating.