I was supposed to blog about it this morning, I just didn't have the time for doing so. ANYWAY. Senior life's really hell-ish. Exclude the social part, but the rest, one word: disaster. Especially the application for UP. God, was I that of a moron to be not informed about the early submission for UP applications? I have the right to blame people. No one told me. I mean, I just figured, "Why are people in such a hassle?". Actually, they were doing their stupid application forms. The hell. NO UP for me in the future. Bye. I and everyone else knew I had the opportunity to pass mine, it's just that, there's no time left, plus, this: CAN'T THINK OF ANY COURSE. I didn't think of Nursing in UP 'cause I know that if ever I passed the exam, I'd be in UP Manila, which I think I can't stand. HAHA! I know, stupid decision. Thanks, but, no thanks. =) Another reason, almost all the teachers has his/her own requirements. It's just funny, thinking, even minor subjects, namely MUSIC and ARTS wants to have special attention. Hello? As if they'll do help in my future. THANKS, but, NO THANKS :)) HAHAHA.

When the advisers for every class were already announced, FOR ONCE, I liked Ms Espejo as an adviser. No offense, Pam. MS LECTOR'S A CHICKEN. She keeps on talking and talking as if there's no tomorrow. Her laughter, somewhat marks a sign for a doomsday. She's just talkative. It doesn't suit for a teacher. PLUS, she placed me at the back. Seriously, it's very hard for me to focus. Especially amidst by KAT AND PRUDENCE. If you'd only experience sitting between them. God. HAHA!

Leaving apart. GOOD NEWS BABIES. First, Discipline Chairperson si Elena. :)) To be honest, I'm not good in disciplining other people because I can't even do that to myself. The election was indeed a game -- for many, like Kat and Prudence (my two new seatmates), and the rest of their group. I hope it'll help me for my application in UST :> Second news, I'm now the secretary of MYCA :)) HAHAHA! Unbelievable, I know. Thanks Jasmine, by the way. :]


When you're bored inside your classroom, nothing left to do..

• Get up and get a tissue, then just stand and stare at the tissue. If asked what you are doing by the teacher, claim that you are having a staring contest with the tissue and you’re sure you are about to win.

• Name your pen Mr pen talk to him often, cry and go mad if Mr pen commits suicide (falls off the table)

HAHA! End. :]

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