Good Riddance.

The past couple of days, I've been listening more and more to Green Day's Good Riddance. It makes a good graduation song as one of my friends said and I kind of agree. But it also makes a good one to when the end to good things is about to come. I can't seem to stop myself from thinking every single day how I have only 1 month left here, how I'm leaving and once again going home, and how I, for the nth time, have really had the time of my life here. I won't go into details yet as to what made this experience the best time of my life. It would've been perfect if it weren't for THAT. *Hint hint, look several posts down*

Some verses from the song:

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

I'm sorry. I just hate goodbyes. I better focus on Chelsea. At least, they make me happy.

Senti.

I hate and love senti songs.

This sucks.

It's happening again. And it's not supposed to.

XO

One is so unfortunate if the only person he doesn't like in the group had to be his roommate, who just never fails to piss him off and ruin what might pass as a perfect day every single day.

CFA

As I am doing my paper at this moment for my public policy class, one of my friends is reviewing for the CFA exam. Yes, he's done with the paper. Dang. Anyway, now, I want to do it sooner. The plan is to get it somewhere between completing my MA and getting an MBA. But I want it sooner. Can I do it? I don't know. Can I take in more studying? I don't know either. Am I killing myself? I think so. Oh well.

This is funny.

In a span of 3 days, 3 different people have told me how my English is so good and how I don't have an accent, which is usually the case with foreigners. That is to say, I sound just like them. So I'd pass for an American? Or a homegrown Asian for that matter? Well... One even told me I can speak it better than other Americans. I was actually expecting to hear this at least once during my whole stay here in DC. But all within a period of 3 days? That's just... funny. And it's not something amazing really. Many other Filipinos could speak just as good as me, even better. Heck, just go to Ateneo and you'll find A LOT of that.

I should be writing my paper now but it's just so tiring doing so, even just thinking about it. So I'm just blogging.

As some of my friends know, I am writing for a sports website about football. I just thought it will be good if I venture into another site. I found CaughtOffside and thought about joining that one, too. The editor said I write pretty well, but he's asking me if I could commit to submit an article every week since they don't have a regular Chelsea writer. It will be lovely to be the sole regular Chelsea writer for the site. It also means commitment not just to the site but to the club itself. God knows how much I love Chelsea. Now I'm thinking about it. Can I? For the 2 months or so that I have been part of Sportingo, I have submitted only 5 articles. Especially now that I am working and studying at the same time, I'm not quite sure if I could commit. I have my Fridays off alright, which means I could probably write on Thursday nights but it's difficult when laziness creeps in because I could be REALLY lazy. Now even writing about football/Chelsea, which was supposed to be just a hobby/pastime has become an issue for me.

And have I already mentioned how I don't wanna leave DC anymore? Oh yes, I have.

Time of my life

So it seems that things are finally going my way, that it was really a good thing I didn't push through with Law in the UK. God gave me something better. Ever since I got here in the US, not really after merely finding out I got accepted to Capital Semester and that finally leaving the country was a possibility, I started believing in what people almost always say and what we also often hear, it is God's will or that God has a plan for us. As dramatic as this may sound, during the time when I was deciding which career path to pursue, I decided to just follow my heart and went for the Master's in Public Policy. Choosing among law, medicine, even computer science and this one, it was hell. But I believed in my reasons for pursuing this MA, going against the high probability of failing (USC was the only school I applied to), and I figured that following one's heart really does make sense sometimes. I got accepted to the program. I will be doing the Master's starting this summer.

However, along with that invitation for a new adventure comes (or will come) the misery of leaving DC. I know it's only been 2 months, but I've already fallen in love with it. I love it because I live near the Capitol, several bars are just a couple of minutes walk from our apartment (or even just A MINUTE! Or even LESS!), I get my daily dose of politics despite not being a hardcore politics person, I meet a lot of interesting people, the gym and the metro station are just 2 blocks away, Starbucks is right beside our apartment, I get a free copy of CQ Weekly every time, my internship is just plain wonderful-both my co-interns and the Congressman's staff... life is just comfortable and simply wonderful around here (well, except for doing household chores). I guess it's nothing short of saying, I am having the time of my life here. First taste of freedom, first taste of being responsible, first taste of intense clubbing, and I'm quite certain there will be more of that firsts.

I guess I will just have to come back here in DC once I'm done with my Master's. And I'm dead serious about it. If only I could not leave anymore. Surely, this is one of the best things ever.