Living the moment.

It's funny how time flies when you're having fun. But it wasn't quite like that during my third year. Sure, time did fly by sooo fast. To the point that I feel like I lived through third year too fast that I wasn't able to feel every minute of it that much.

There were always plenty of things to do at home and in school. In school we had hours of lecture classes, dozens of quizzes a day, loads of requirements per subject, I can go on and on. The moment I get home, I eat, do homework, attempt to study but end up sleeping anyway.

I was always freakin' tired and pissed. And that prevented me from savoring the experience of being a third year student.

Now, I try to live life to the full. Am seriously trying to be optimistic and all. Fail. Rather, failing. But still trying. I was never the type who lives for my future. I was never the type who thinks ahead too much. I've always wanted to live the moment, because that moment in the present will dictate your future anyway.