whiny post: you have been warned.
[listening to] My wails of agony, inside my head.
The past weeks have been horrible. Apparently, it is not enough that 2 weeks ago, I:
1.) did not get a photograph with *dude* during our yearbook launch because my digicam chose that moment to be incomprehensible;
2.) was not included as a member of the Math Club in our otherwise impeccable (well, except for the slug/Bohol pics, and a few other nitpickings) yearbook, when I was the Membership Director during my senior year, and so-called members I didn't even see in club activities were listed as members;
3.) will never be known to posterity as the managing editor of The Science Scholar for AY 2002-2003, because the staffers of the school papers were glaringly omitted from the yearbook;
4.) have incurred tons upon tons of deductions in Chem lab class due to my passing the pre-labs late, on account of my horrible memory;
5.) had to fork out P180 for a graduated cylinder (of another group) I broke because of my breathtaking clumsiness/stupidity in said Chem lab class;
6.) totally screwed up a verrrrry, verrrry important interview because I apparently am a slacker apart from being not a "well-adjusted" person, having grown up mostly without a mother, and also babbled mindlessly about ugly childhood memories;
7.) had to deal with a fat-ass lady maligning my mother in said interview, with me nodding and smiling even though all I wanted to do was stick an apple in her mouth and roast her like the pig that she is;
8.) failed to be woken by my alarm clock and had to spend more than half a day in a state of frenzied productivity trying to finish my Chem lab formal report;
9.) had to cut several lecture classes because of bloody formal report, resulting in dazed confusion as to what our lessons actually are now;
10.) (OK, not really related to me directly, but still...) saw UP's 2nd place finish in the cheerdance competition firsthand, breaking my heart and making me want to burst all those phallic symbol-ish balloon things the UST fans had (this isn't anything personal, just the sore loser in me speaking).
No. Nooooo. It had to get worse. I:
1.) lost the stupid diskette with my formal report file, just when I had to report about the experiment next week;
2.) could only grit my teeth and mentally feed my lab teacher to piranhas because she only raised her eyebrows at me when I asked her if I could photocopy the report I submitted;
3.) am again part of the losing team in basketball, not that it's any surprise;
4.) have a silly, albeit entertaining bet with my roommates that I have no chance of winning, thanks to me having a crush on an effin' SAINT;
5.) suffered from colds, cough and fever simultaneously because of the horrible weather;
6.) did not at last get to see my guilty pleasure, Toti Almeda, even though I ran like a total dork to AS101 from the Chem Pav, waited around 20 minutes for him, and left because I had a class, only to find out that he re-appeared just after I left;
7.) had hair that was sticking up in all directions, just when I ran into my roommate and her (cute) guy friends;
8.) failed my lab midterms horribly (think probably the lowest in class, which isn't that unpredictable when I recall the state I took that test in: unbathed, with no ballpen, no scientific calculator, and around half an hour late), and am in very real danger of getting a 4.0, since I may not pass the theoretical part;
9.) came to the ego-busting, gut-wrenching realization that my GWA for this semester is probably going to be my worst, EVER, and that it doesn't really matter that I graduated from the most selective, most prestigious high school in the country;
10.) still cannot bring myself to tell my parents the truth about the current state of my academics, as all I do is mutter "Fine, fine!" when they ask;
11.) also realized that I am not spending time on my Nihongo anymore, not by choice, but by circumstance.
It felt better letting that all out. And I *will* be changing the layout soon, it's just a bitch to edit the template and stuff. I'm thinking of ditching my fanlistings so I won't have to upload the buttons again, but that's just laziness rearing its ugly head. Once a fangirl, always a fangirl.:P
posted by patorisha-sama. at
1:26:00 AM
