mekanikal moskito
Internet at home's all screwed up and this time, there's absolutely nothing I could do about it.
I think it's supposedly a blessing in disguise (though it enraged me so much) since I reckon that through this mishap, I will get to devote most of my time in the academic aspects of living.
But seriously, I highly doubt it. :))
And oh, there's just one thing about last Tuesday that I absolutely loved, aside from the fact that we got out of UP fresh and as quickly as we never imagined the events would all turn out to be.
THE LAKE HOUSE ROCKS.
I've been finding the lower batches impossible these days, and I don't even get why the hell should they be stomping around with their stupid ear-to-ear grins and tawang pang-skwater, acting as if they actually own the damn place. Whatever their grounds might be which propel them to act as such, FOR CHRISSAKES, GROW UP! Quit acting like you just busted out of some preschool hangover or something. It's so annoying, damn it. Kung gusto ninyong magwala at maghari-harian sa kung saan mang lugar, then by the gods, go SOMEWHERE ELSE.
I have every right to say this because we are NOW the SENIORS of the batch. At hindi pala ako third year, tanga.
Special mention to that certain Dannica Domingo and herr
"Rebel High" bullcrap. I don't give a damn whether you have already payed your dues and have already begged forgiveness off my friend, the
SGB president Ericka Salonga. I find you really annoying, which, by the way, sucks.
bleep... bleep... bleep.
Characterization complete.
