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Friday the Thirteenth


So stupid that I didn't get out of my bed early although I was not late for my first class. The time now? Well, it's 10:42, and I'm inside the library composing this blog. Sobrang bad trip kasi ako ngayon. I've just been from my ma161 class, and the hell, sobrang nakakainis!

Come to think of this: We're given a surprise quiz, but take note, 8 questions! Grrr! For me it's a long test, a surprise long test. I thought it's going to be easy, I'm referring to the course, since a good teacher is going to teach us. I don't know if I should take my word back. I am really depressed. Am I going to get my first F? Shit, I can't do anything. I was alarmed, at least this is a good sign. F*** talaga!

Oh well, I have to go now for a while and i'll try to edit this later when I get home. I still have long readings to read, philo and history! Yikes! I don't want to cram anymore! Tsk tsk!

And I made it. Yes, I'm home now. Time? It's PBB hour and I want to write things about this day. Oh well, at first, I didn't realize that a friday doesn't have to be the 13th day of the month for a person to be miserable. And now it has gone worse, at least until noon when my blockmates ate at KFC leaving me alone in the library.

I've finished all the readings but everything seemed so useless. First, it's very hard to comprehend, and second, we didn't use it in class. Argh, but at least I was able to have a good start though. After classes, Nikki and I were supposed to go to UP but it didn't push through coz we've got no one to visit. I just wasted my load, wala kasi nagrereply sa messages ko. Argh.

I planned to go home rightaway but I failed. I went to the Lib to return the ISTM CD realizing that my effort of buying the CDs yesterday despite my exhaustion became useless since there's only one of my classmates who got her CD from Ms Edith. I saw Patty and Kuya Mark. We went to KwelaOke and I guess, that's the highlight of this day. I enjoyed it. We left school by 7:00PM and stayed at Jollibee until 9:00PM. Now, I am currently in front of the computer, thinking of what to say next.

What about this day? Argh, wala! Nakakainis lang ang araw na ito. Tomorrow, we have a meeting by 8:00AM, I have to attend the Finance Officer's Workshop in the afternoon and I have to go to DV for the AMS shirt. First week's sooo busy. Whew.


I've just seen this pic from my sister's folder. Wala lang, I just want to post it. Aww, I miss HP4!




Red implying anger and extreme frustration.


10:42 PM
Friday, November 18, 2005
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I am XIANXU
20yo Mafin Grad
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