Sunday, March 15, 2009

Moving sushi

This week is the week to set things right. I can't believe that the worst has happened. It's like being an almost dead plant: dry leaves, yellow leaves, hard soil. Definitely needs some pruning and water and sun.

That's why we're planning to go to Cebu for my birthday. But celebrating/taking a vacation/waiting for spiritual awakening shouldn't exactly be on my list. Now put that sunblock away for the moment.

Huff. Plant is not dying as thought, plant only needs to be reminded is a plant and not a bird.

All that talk about gesellschaft (wut was that again?)

That's it, I'm only ranting.

Why can't I just open a bottle of Chardonnay and write in my diary "ooof I fell" once I'm drunk? Come on now. I am not Bridget, but I do have a man who loves me. I don't smoke, am not alcoholic. But am fat. Ha! Calories 6,500.

So there's an envelop due by Tuesday (which only needs to be printed, hurray), another paper for revision due Saturday, along with one that's finished but not printed yet. Another one that's not started yet due, also, on Saturday. A sample survey of around 300-500 students due by the end of the week, hopefully. A good research paper that is due tomorrow. Huhu, possibly major fail on that last one.

Two exams lined up within the next two weeks, not much paper work besides those written down. Is possible that I'll get (yet, again... bad stuff typical to follow after a good school semester. can you believe I almost made it to the dean's list last year?) an academic probation next sem. Haha. I'm just thinking the worst technicalities out of the rut I'm in. Smooth sailing so far, the river of luck is usually kind to me.

(*Is so unfair, I learned this gal in class gets her friend to write her name on attendance sheet. And I thought she was purty.)

Am still smiling despite probable major life failure, though.

The chocolate calzone of Sbarro was awesome. And so was the sushi bar. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TREATING ME LAST SATURDAY JET. And God bless pldt, I suppose.

Will do best, even if best is not good enough. Ha! Am mature woman of substance and is responsible for own actions. Yes.