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Starving to Death


This day has been so dull. I woke up early but I left my bed late. Argh. I spent time with my family, particularly to my mom, and we talked about some matters regarding the community. I went to school, nothing unusual. I attended my first class every TTH, which is International Economics. Again, the usual daily scenario but it's quite unusual that I stared at Kuya Mark's watch. Kuya Mark is my seatmate. Kuya coz he was a batch higher, or rather im in a senior's class. Then came the highlight for the day: The Ma195a class or the Numerical Analysis class.

Isasalin ko na sa salitang tagalog ang sasabihin ko tungkol sa nangyari sa klase kanina kasi isa siyang dayuhan at baka mabasa nya pa itong dyornal ko at malagot pa ako sa kanya. Magaling kasi siya sa komputer. Pero sa totoo lang, hindi ko alam ang pakiramdam nang umiyak ang guro namin (siya) sa harap namin. Nakita ko sa kanya na hirap na hirap na syang turuan kami. Kasi ba naman, ang gulo nya talaga magturo. Ayokong sabihin na kasi dayuhan pero nasabi ko na. Haha. Hayun, humagulgol sya pero ok lang. Nakakatawa pero hindi ako natawa kasi nandun pa rin ang sama ng loob ko sa kanya. Kaya siguro hindi ako maawa-awa. Tapos, napapansin ko rin na parang galit sya sa akin, pero baka may iba pa syang kagalit. Ewan ko ba sa kanya. Bahala na, basta ako, may sarili akong mundo. Gagawin ko ang dapat ko na lang gawin. Kainis.

Then, the bell rang but Toni spent the remaining time to do her notes and I waited for her. We left after around an hour. I was already starving at this moment. We walked through the SEC WALK. We've met a lot of friends whom I no longer wanted to discuss here. It's our moment. Haha. I left Toni at Matteo coz I am already starving to death but I have had problems along the way. I did some community work (for her) where I asked people to sign something. And I met Che, my blockmate. I was saddened by the fact that the list was not yet accomplished. I've asked her last saturday to talk to her core about the list, which the sponsor is asking from me, and email it to me by monday. It's now thursday and finally, she emailed it na. Yun nga lang, email. I haven't eaten anything today. I have received a bad text from the sponsor yesterday asking for the list. And now I am fixing the contact list. Why do I have to accomplish this. Oh well, coz they can't do it. Pending works. Argh. Hindi na nila naisip kung gaano ka-importante ang sponsors. Nagpakahirap na nga kami tapos masisira lang sa kaka-postpone at kaka-promise. Nakakahiya kasi sa sponsors. Ano nalang ang sasabihin nito sa work ethics namin? Kaya heto, ako nalang ang magpi-print. Kung hindi pa sila i-text, hindi pa nila maaalala. I have reminded them, paulit-ulit last saturday pero walang nangyari. Grr. Nakakainis talaga. Tapos, inopen ko nga yung file nila, kelangan ko pang i-edit kasi may telephone numbers. Hindi ko talaga alam... GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!

Pero okay lang. Tapos na eh. Ang importante magawa ko to. I felt so martyr kasi I'm sacrificing a lot. I'm starving but here I am, doing their work. Oh well. Sorry nalang sa kanila. Gutom lang ako today kaya kung anu-ano na ang nasasabi ko. GUTOM NA AKO!

11:21 PM
Thursday, August 18, 2005
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I am XIANXU
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