For Writing's Sake

Article Date: July 4

For the past few days I've been writing notes, assignments, reaction papers, comments, answers to tests, computer stuff etc. but nothing really for blog. I don't know if I am just that busy to think of something to write (although I have nothing to say much) or well.. I really don't know.

If Sir Jessie will not stop from being so drop- dead handsome (according to Justin, he's an astringent model), I can do nothing but to force myself to shift to Political Science. That is, for eternal bliss.

If LSC prolonged their issuance of the list of those who passed the screening, I'll always have an uneasy time passing by the JFH Hall.

If Dr. Verocel won't stop pointing his pencil at me, I will surely die. He's got that extremely sharp pencil done in a mechanical sharpener.

Seriously, I just miss writing blog.

Cutting Classes plus Loads

Cutting Classes. No, I am not patronizing or endorsing it and it was not as grave as you might think. The story goes like this...

After we had our respective Practical Prelim Exams in P.E., hot- headed Mars asked me if I wanted to "do the move". Although we still have one hour to go, I went with her. Went past Sir as if he was not existing, haha. So, when we were already inside the PLS C.R., we soaked our hair wet, we shampooed it- Mars actually bought a sachet at PLS canteen- we had sponge bath and fixed our faces. That's all. Vanity thing. No big deal, right?

Although when we reached JFH, anakpawis padin ang drama namin.

Loads. We seem to be very busy this last week. At least, the one for Retorika is done (speaking of the subject, the damn book is expensive for Php 475. It looks like it's just Php 200+. It's even expensive than a bestseller novel. If that is like our Psychology book, I wouldn't mind if it was Php 700+.)

For Journ, our agony is prolonged. Just our luck. I was actually nervous but ready to report and now frustrated. If I would be as hard as stone not to change my news but still say it is the latest, I'll ax the subject. But I hope not because I do not consider to change it.

For Performing Arts, good luck to all loud but empty people- that is actually us, including me. How PATETIC (without an H). One of my role is actually to mimick and ridicule a girl and then laugh at it. The problem is, the line is really not that funny. I cannot actually laugh without something to laugh on. You know me. I can only fall into hysterics when there is something really funny. I also have to laugh like a phony because the setting is a sophisticated party.

Moreover, exams. I can still remember that just an hour ago, I was still fresh from vacation. Funny, really, the time. Well, I just have to bid you all goodluck! I'll be miles away from blogging since then again.