Morbid indulgence

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

wake up one morning with a so-so kind of mood... kinda expecting this day to be just fine... first period was fine... duh, with dery in charge what can go wrong? then, the snails... still ok... then the contact prints... which raised my mood a li'l bit... then a short period of just waiting in line with raisa... still nothing wrong... then the meeting with dr. claveria... am i too soft? cuz i really can feel my sanity crumbling down with every word coming from her mouth... i used every strand and bit of self-control to keep myself from being hysterical and screaming "miss... tama na... ayoko na..." guess i can never be too ready for facing the woman. she has this way of making me feel like i have the intelligence of a slug. omigami... she handles two of my subjects... guess i gotta kiss dl goodbye... so those guys in survivor think they're so cool, living in the wild and everything... huh! they should try my life. or one of dr. claveria's lectures. now i know the true meaning of "survival of the fittest". when it rains, it pours... so as i was going home, chie texted me and said one of our aquariums (aquaria?) was leaking... for the love of spaghetti... so the horror wasn't over yet... maybe i made a mistake of waking up this morning... maybe i should have stayed in bed. damn this day... oh well... i wanna thank raisa for saving the snails...

maybe the bad luck has ran out... i just wish tomorrow will be better... or is that too much to ask?

hurdles for this term:
++ thesis defense
++ the wrath of dr. claveria
++ nmat
++ loads of application for med school
++ 15-hour service
++ projects, projects and more projects
++ tons of reading assignments
++ exams

Morbid Indulgencestarted this journey at9/15/2004