.A Bad Quarter Of My Hour.

Second day of school today, and I feel so frikkin’ tense already.

It started off with CW 10, because I’m so talented in writing I actually had the guts to take it up. Yeaaahhh right. It’s on the fifth floor, and man I was breathless when I reached the room. I had to climb the stairs; elevator is too much to ask for. Eep. Good thing the Professor didn’t arrive so early, so I had the chance to, err, freshen up and try making myself not look so haggard.

So the Professor was pretty cool; he began by asking questions about our reading and writing background, etc, and one guy he pointed to kind of answered “I read mysteries.”

“What sort of mysteries?”

“Dan Brown.”

“Oh. You like Dan Brown?”

I didn’t hear what the guy said, but I was shaking my head at the mention of Dan Brown. I don’t like the guy, so yeah.

Horrors of horrors, the Professor saw me!

“You don’t like Dan Brown?” he asked me.

I was like, Oh noes I’m so stupid going against Dan Brown in front of a teacher who apparently likes him! And it’s the first frikkin’ day! But I said, “I don’t.” Will I get a 5.0 already? Gracious, please, no.

“Why?” he asked curiously.

So I lamely said something about Dan Brown’s factual errors; mentioned about the things I’ve read, et al.

“But it’s fiction,” he said.

I just went, “Err. Okay.” Because I don’t really like Dan Brown, and I think his works’ being fiction doesn’t excuse factual errors.

He nodded. “But a lot of people really criticize him for his flimsy plot....” To which I could only agree silently in my seat.

Class proceeded, and I think I’ll have lotsa fun in there. Everyone seems okay, and our Professor strikes me as the type who’ll give honest and spot-on criticisms on our work. I just hope it won’t be too demanding, because I’m taking up a lot of demanding subjects this semester. Eep.

And then I went to my next class, Soc Sci and my Professor told us he’ll ask everyone to climb a tree – just to make things Greek-y… or something. I was like, “Huh?” because I’ve never climbed a tree before, and that’s just crazy. Fun crazy. The thought makes me grin every now and then, since, I don’t know, that should be fun.

Wendy and I are classmates in Nat Sci 1. Oh cripes, Physics seems so easy but Chemistry stinks. *crosses fingers* I hope I’ll really, totally learn something from there, because I HAVE TO DO WELL THIS SEMESTER. I mean, better. I always do well, oh yeah.

Econ is scaring the crap out of me. My teacher gave us an overview, and my notes consumed one whole friggin’ page of my filler. Yikes. And she called it overview? O.o But she’s fun; I think I’ve lotsa to learn from that class. Really looking forward to it. :DD

I have a homework for Econ class tomorrow. But I’m not doing it because I don’t know how to use Excel. I suck, I know; it’s just graphing but I’m failing at it. Ugh. But Wendy said she wouldn’t do it anyway, so I’m crossing my fingers and hoping that most of us wouldn’t do the homework either. Groan. I’ll give it another try. And then I’ll stop.

Jazelle’s lending me her books. Which is a relief. That saves me 1500 bucks.

I said to myself I won’t be a lazy arse this sem and improve my honors. Because Ryan puts it so well:

“Being a cum laude stinks.”

And I'm a cum laude, and yeah, it stinks.

After a several days of successfully being a bum at home, I’ve decided to shop for clothes with my sister today. Hooray! We proceeded to the malls after going to the church.

Fortunately for me some of the boutiques have this splendid sale because… I don’t know, the storm? I thought they were just finding an excuse to have a sale, haha, but hey, I figured I might as well make the best out of it.

I was looking for a decent top for my get-together with my FFN friends (which will be on Tuesday, BTW), so we went inside practically every shop. I couldn’t find anything in most places, which was terribly annoying for me because neither one of us had her cell phone with her. I was worried that our nannies just might be panicking at home because we just said we’d drop by the mall; not do some crazy clothes-hunting.

Anyway, I found what I was looking for in Glimpse, which was located in one of those corners that most people won’t bother peeking in. Yeaaahhh I go everywhere, and besides, Glimpse looked rather lonely. So we checked it out.

So yay I found this pretty black top that has… err, how d’ya call it? Smocked thing with strap… like, y’know, the dress-ish thing that’s off-shoulder but has these straps so that it only bares part of your shoulder? THAT sort of thing, and after fitting it (which my sister approved of, hooray! Her opinion matters much, duh, haha) and trying to get the saleslady to find me another color and well, asking a bunchload of stuff, I ended up purchasing the same thing, anyway. I fell in love with it at first sight, is all I can say. It cost me a few hundred bucks, and I tried not calculating in my mind after putting my change in my wallet. XD

After bribing my sister with a Chocolate Zagu Grande, we next hunted for my accessories. We ended up in Y.R.Y.S where they sell all these coolio dog tags and everything else. I bought a dog tag (it was on sale, yip!) and I thought I’d mix it with my other silver necklace. I went to Genevieve Gozum for a pair of earrings, but decided against it when I remembered that Mama will go to Greenhills tomorrow and I can just ask her to buy me a pair there...

We went back to AmBoulevard (I don’t know if that name’s right) where I found this shining, shimmering splendid that’s a hat (the thing I’ve been looking for! *cue What I’ve been Looking for from HSM* The same hat that Lucas Grabeel was wearing!). Eh, I didn’t bother buying it in the end; it didn’t have the personality I wanted it to have. ‘Sides, I’m going to a mall; not a park.

A lot of things happened in between that, and lemme tell you my legs were almost lifeless afterwards because I was wearing my platform-ish rubber shoes. Hey, I’m good at wearing it, but walking around in it for hours is pretty painful.

We went home at about past one o’clock… and man was I hungry.

Mama knows I have my Calculus exam tomorrow, so she asked me (just now) what I’m doing in front of my laptop and surfing the Net. To which I replied, “I got tired of studying.”

Which is kind of hilarious, when I thought about it, but it’s pretty accurate. Derivatives are pretty uninteresting, when you get around to them.

“You mean you’re done,” Mom said. (She’s used to me not studying, haha.)

“Yeah. I’m awesome and all that. I’ve been studying since last night.”

Actually I’ve a good feeling about my Calc exam tomorrow. I think I’ll do really well. Hell, this blog post wouldn’t be here if I didn’t feel confident enough to stop studying. :P

A few more hell weeks ahead. Cripes. Statistics is giving me a major headache. My professor thinks he’s damn good at teaching when he isn’t. The exams he’s been giving us are so freakin’ difficult. I hope Jazelle can convince him to give us a take-home third exam. The other Stat 101 classes (three of them, each having a different professor) are going to have a take-home last exam. Which rocks for them, and sucks for me and my classmates. Ultimate groan. My professor wants us to take his exams after the finals. WTH.

On another note I finished Fil 40 fantabulously. My teacher’s giving me a +.25 in my final grade because I don’t have absences or lates. Woot. I hope I get a 1.0 for that subject. It’ll really help me improve my honors.

Same goes for Fil 25. Heck, the way I’m going with this makes it seem like a Philippine Studies major. XD

PE sucks. I’m having my finals because it has a conflicting schedule with my Calc exam tomorrow. Boo PE. I hate you. I hate scrabble. I suck at it. Heh.

BTW I just might be taking yoga for my next PE. I hope CRS won’t be a biatch this time; preroging is so damn horrible, especially in my college. They take so long to give out the form 5A; you’d think they don’t have fast computers to do it for them.

BA 101 is, of course, going to be prerog-ed epically, because CRS restricts me from taking it. I hope there’ll be slots left for me. *crosses fingers*

The semester is ending, oh, wow, I’ll miss my awesome Calculus professor. He’s the best teacher ever. That’s why I’m gonna stalk him in Facebook. XDD

Oh well, I’m off.

So my parents threw me an awesome dinner party just yesternight, September 12 for my birthday. (My birthday’s September 11, which is the most fantabulous date ever.) Wow it was a blast. I enjoyed it immensely, especially since my friends were there to celebrate with me, wahey.

During the past week I realized it’s too draining and too demanding to throw a party. I had to shop for dresses and souvenirs (which I told my parents NOT to push through with; it’s too expensive), distribute invitations, pick a cake for myself (we were late; I had to pick a one-layered one), go to the venue and accompany my mom and arrange everything and make sure it’s perfect. Gah. It’s tough. People in television made it seem so easy, hmp.

I think the best part of the party was when my friends and practically everyone in there said their messages to me. Although there was a bit of confusion and lots of “Aha!” moments (by which I mean my craziness in school kind of got revealed to my parents, hahaha). But I really enjoyed it. It was, well, fantabulous.

Thanks to my friends:

Prima for wearing a dress for me. I love the card, BTW, I’ve read it for about a million times;

Jubert for going all the way from Cavite to San Juan just to celebrate with me, and of course buying me that goshdarn expensive bouquet of red and white roses;

Cleve, who did his best – or so I think – to get his exam moved to another day just so he can drop by and party with the rest of the gang.

Danielle, too, for having the time despite her busy schedule, and for giving me a crazy gift (I’ll wear that when I get married, bwahahahaha);

Jennet for that cutesy stuffed dog and for making sure that the ones who went to the venue with her wouldn’t get so lost, wahey;

Kevin for the bouquet of flowers (which is also goshdarn expensive, as I’ve been told by him);

Gem for being the official photographer of the night; you looked great, BTW, and oh, and I don’t know what gift came from you, since most gifts didn’t have names, haha;

Jojie for being the first of all my friends to make a speech in front of the crowd; thanks for being a good sport about the impromptu XD;

Albert for the very meaningful message and actually, for getting our schemes out of the bag in front of everyone, hahaha, cheatmate my arse XD;

Christian for the pretty pretty bouquet of… varying flowers; I nearly drowned in them, is all I can say, but hey, I still heart them;

Sophia for dropping by despite her very crazy schedule, and of course since you were there despite the very short notice, haha, sorry about that;

JC who was the very first classmate in the venue. I was just relieved when you told me you were already there! Good thing you didn’t get lost, woot;

Kaira and Sheryl who got lost and walked to the venue. You guys are amazing; you even bought me gifts! Thank you so much;

Paola for the gift and the card, OMG, even though she didn’t make it because of school-related stuff;

Kristel for being there despite her supposedly waiter-looking outfit, hahaha, and her, uh, inspiring message; and

Shery who was a good sport about staying in the party despite her curfew. :D

Thank you; I heart you guys to bits. I hope we can do this again sometime! :DD

I'll be posting the pictures soon! :)

Last Monday I could not be arsed to finish my exercises in Econ, because

1) I spent most of the time watching Living for the Day After Tomorrow;
2) I fell asleep early in the evening; and
3) I couldn't figure the exercise out.

Anyway I thought I'd dump whatever I didn't finish to my group mates, who, as I've said about a million times, haven't been doing their share of the work. 'Sides, I only skipped ONE number and I thought they'd at least have the decency to figure it out for themselves.

Did I think wrong.

Tuesday - the day we're supposed to pass the exercise - began with me stirring in bed at about four o'clock in the morning. My eyes were still shut; I was groaning as I shifted and my head was buried in my awesome pillows.

Anyway, my brain was already very much functioning. Here were my thoughts.

Oh shit I haven't finished that Econ exercise. Damn that profit-maximizing equation. MR=MC... How do I figure out the supply curve anyway? Oh yeah, it's P=minAVC when it's shutdown point. Stupid notes... WAIT A FREAKIN' MINUTE! THE SUPPLY CURVE IS THE RISING PORTION OF THE MC CURVE!!!

No worries; the lights were off and I couldn't be bothered to pull out my pen and paper from my bag which was so faaarrr away from me, so yeah, I drifted back to sleep, only to be woken up at past five o'clock for school. When I told Jazelle all about it during Stat, she was practically ROFLMAO at me. Boo Jazelle. Boo. X)

My Math professor was wearing shorts during the class. By shorts, I mean shorts. I'd love to say I'm stunned, but I've gotten used to him so it's pretty normal now, for me. XD Otherwise could be said about Jazelle, though. Lol.

When I arrived at SE at about past two, I saw Wendy waiting for me and I kind of went pale since I totally assumed that she wasn't around so that our study thing was off but she was there! Sorry for being late, Wendy!

We went to the library in attempts to study. Of course anyone who tries to study with me will, well, end up not studying at all. I was apologizing profusely even as we took our seats behind our desk, and we ended up discussing our Econ professor, haha.

The whole library thing ended with her laughing at my admittance of not knowing how to borrow books from the library.

"2000 kaya 'yung library; sayang naman" was what she told me. She prompted me to borrow the Econ book recommended to us (I've one at home, so I never really bothered with it).

Me: "Eh... pa'no ba hiramin 'yan?"
Wendy: "Kuha kita, tapos dalhin mo sa counter."
M: "What do I need?"
W: "ID saka ballpen. Wait lang."

Later when I've finished the borrowing process (they gave me a receipt; awesome! I'll keep it for the rest of my life! It's the first time I've ever borrowed a textbook in the library! XDD), she told me she'd tell Kevin all about my... err, innocence. I've no doubts she will, and I just know I won't hear the end of it. :P

Ooh and I bought a batch shirt for 200 bucks. Yay. Impromptu pa bayad ko; si Jazelle kasi eh. Pagbayarin ba naman ako agad. And extra small, which I picked, looks damn big! I think it’s safe to consider it medium. O.o

And I saw George, sociable as ever. Haha.

So I’ve been complaining to my Mom about that stupid water jug I purchased a little more than a month ago. It’s been leaking, or something, and it’s screwing up my papers and notebook inside my bag. I always check on them and find them wet before 10 o’clock in the morning, and my classes start at 7 at that. They’re not exactly soaking wet, but enough to ruin my day because I don’t like rewriting what I’ve written.

I’ve been trying to drag my Mom to the mall so we can buy me a new jug (and so I can look for some awesome bling-blings *and ohmygolly I don’t know how they spell that* since my bracelet officially died last week). In any case she came home tonight after buying me that new jug and golly it’s huge. It’s freakin’ huge. I think it can hold about one liter of water – or more.

Me: “Ma! Bakit ganito?!”

Mom: “Eh sabi mo nga 1.5L ‘di ba?”

Me: “I was kidding!”

Mom: “Puede na ‘yan.”

Me: O.o

(I took a picture but I can’t find my cable. Eep.)

Anyway, I’m not exactly complaining. I just think it would be heavy inside my bag. I love water – I think I drink about a liter for every meal when I’m at home. Imagine that? XD

I’m currently watching this anime Asatte no Houkou. It’s about two girls: a young girl wishing to grow up into being an adult quickly and a young lady wishing she could be a young girl again. As Fate would have it, they met and under bizarre circumstances get what they wish for. I’m currently watching episode 3, and it seems interesting enough.

Here’s a link, just in case you want to watch yourself. http://megavideo.com/?v=OVRA60LT

And have I told you about this cheater in my PE (scrabble) class? I had a game with him, and the idiot actually had the guts to cheat! He actually invented words just to make sure he’d snatch those triple word score on the board! The nerve of the guy! I kept challenging the words, although I epically lost anyway. Gracious I don’t know where he pulled out those goshdarn words. O.o

I’m listening to Nobody by the Wonder Girls. Damn LSS. XD