When you're sad, write.

For some reason I have the urge to blog away whenever I'm down or so. Maybe that's how writers (even frustrated ones) cope. That's how stories are born. But, in my case, there's no story actually. Just a one liner: Graduation. (It may be 'thesis' too, but let's be general.)

I'm becoming helpless as the months pass and the days fly away faster than you can say 'bye.' I'm already delayed by one semester and I cannot afford to make it two. I have to graduate this December. I just can't burden my family for another five months. Seriously I don't know what I'll do if I don't graduate this semester. (P.S. I'm not suicidal, so don't worry about me.)

What's frustrating is that I only have half the power to avoid this unacceptable fate. I mean, I'm doing the best I can in finishing my thesis, but how can you force people to answer your questionnaire? And how can you even manage to make them answer one if they cannot see your message on Facebook because you aren't "connected"? See? See?? I have little or no power over this. So far I managed to acquire 54 responses from these kind-hearted strangers (bless them) but unfortunately I need 150. Frankly, I don't know what to do anymore.

Thesis. Thesis. Thesis. Why you do this... Ugh. So, yeah, I just want to vent somewhere because I'm afraid I've been sickeningly mopey on Twitter. I guess this kinda helped because my head does not feel like it's gonna explode anytime soon and my heart feels tons lighter. (Or maybe because I jogged last night, which really helps by the way.)

Some of my respondents told me "God bless on your thesis!" or "Good luck!" and most often than not I replied, "Thanks! I need that." I really do. God please help me. I need You.