does growing my hair come with maturity?? kind of funny, if you ask me, but lately i have realized that although my mind is still twisted, i have matured. not in all aspects, but, i certainly have learned how to handle certain situations with the "grace of a woman." in two months, i'll be 21 years old and its time to start acting my age so everyone will treat me like a real adult.

what the heck, what am i talking about???

coming sooner than 21 is in three weeks, college life is officially over (or so i hope my midterm grade of 91 in law will stay there). am i excited? oh yeah! am i nervous? you're damn right about that! do i know what to do? HELL NO! why? well...
as i've always said, i'm in the wrong course. i never dreamt of becoming a business woman but lately, i am so damn focused on being one. why? i don't feel i have any other choice. i don't want to disappoint anybody in my family.

what's even more disappointing is that lately, i have started to bring out my real side and it made me realize that art is where i will be happy. it sucks not having any choices left. time has passed me by and now i am stuck on the road to a career and a future that is... not me, yet mine. get the paradox there? (or is that an oximoron??)

so in closure, this situation that i'm in and the way i'm handling it, does it, in any way prove i have grown? my best guess is yes, because what i used to do is to pursue what i love most. but now, i'm only going to be pursuing what makes the most sense.

what is love, now, to me?
love is and always will be one thing:
ART.

carissa by day
clarita by night
carisse in every beat of her heart
aphrodite by birth
da vinci by nature

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