Three

im back to QC, thank deu. for three hours, i rode the bus that had the most uncomfortable seat i ever sat on. my butt kept fighting with the upholstery.

geez, is it really the start of school on wednesday?? im still sick of sembreak. still hung over like a mess. or maybe im just lovesick. haha. stay detached, i say. cant have those things in front of spreadsheets and folios and a book about the history of economic thought.


eleven o'clock am - day after gimmick with cousins at the red roof


eleven thirty am - still snoring. talk about hung.

i should have enlisted myself for swimming. i believe i still have the swimming posture i gained for taking up three years of swimming lessons during elementary. it's just the sked. it's so not friendly.

tska kulang pa ko ng isa pang subject. i still have to do the manual enlistment - the sole thing i abhor about UP. keeps me thinking about the three wasteful days of falling in line for Psych 101... hindi ko din naman na-uno. grrr...

well... good luck to me. may this sem be as lucky as third year high school.

GEWRD LURCK!

-threes-