The joy from early morning ramblings
Every Wednesdays and Fridays, I arrive in school by 7:30 even if my first class begins 2 hours after. My sister’s class in UP starts at 7, which makes me wake up at around 5am during these days. I’ve forgone complaining because I’m used to being an early riser, which is really the total opposite of what I was before. I realized how refreshing it is to wake up so early and catch the cool morning air and the beautiful sunrise. I’ve never really thought of myself as a morning person until very recently. Apart from the joys of the cool morning breeze, I am greeted by a much peaceful Ateneo without the hassle of crowds scattered around. I also realized that waking up early allows me more time to be productive. I can finish at least two papers, read through a lot of pages and even have time to watch my episodes. I do my best work in the wee hours of the morning. Coming to school early allows me to have longer days. Ateneo feels like another home, even if I really live far. And for today, a long and busy day awaits. It’s not even school that keeps me on my toes. The responsibilities I take on get the best and worst of me at times, but it is there and I am more than grateful for it.
I want to go back to blogging more. I almost forgot how refreshing it is to be able to share my thoughts out in the public, regardless if they matter to others or not. For the most part, this is some selfish pursuit of satisfying my love for being the nostalgic person I am. I absolutely enjoy perusing through the archives section of my blog and reading my old entries. After all, this has been my college blog. Bits and pieces of the more defining and memorable moments since I stepped into Ateneo are all here, hidden amongst the more mysterious vague ramblings of mine. They are for me and for me alone to understand.
So this December, I will really try to be more casual about my daily thoughts and experiences. The holidays unravel the most interesting surprises and I want to be able to write about them.

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