Dear March, Hi.

The rainy season is supposed to end anytime soon but a few days ago it rained like hell. And my weak self has caught cold three times consecutively since January... I hate it when I catch a cold, my voice drops to alto all of sudden and I have to spend at least one pack of picnic tissue. And I get sleepy all the time with dizzy head all day. And I sneeze a lot to the point that my eyes start to cry. I wonder why I am so weak anyway…

This time, last year, was pretty hectic. No, REAL hectic, because I was preparing myself to face the so-called-National Exam. It was frustrating and all… I’m just glad now that I have graduated with quite satisfying scores. March this year is still hectic, but in a whole different case.

I’m not sure where I am going now nor what is waiting for me in store. It feels like walking on a path with a thick fog blocking your way so you cannot actually see your destination. But I’m hanging on with all of my might because there’s no such thing like going back, and I cannot fall either - even if I know that every single piece in me starts to fall apart. Like a landslide. Landslide in my heart.

There are times when I feel like sitting without doing a thing, and I come to realize that it has become a habit to me, a poor habit that I know I should get rid of it real quick. As I go screen saver, I notice that the world keeps moving forward while I’m left behind. So sad, living in the current year, but my head and my heart are living in another year. Like a zombie. But zombies don’t have hearts – I do. So I’m not actually a zombie, to make it clear.

It’s frightening how this essay is going to the wrong topic with each sentence I type.

I used to write a lot, now that I rarely write, I just realize my writing is getting hazy. I need to work on it somehow. As for closing tonite… I think I want to re-write some lyrics for my cherished ones.

“I’ll make a wish for you and hope it will come true,

That life would just be kind to such a gentle mind.

If you lose your way, think back on yesterday

Remember me this way…

Remember me this way.”