Currently Watching 10 Things I Hate About You By Heath Ledger, Julia Stiles, Kyle Cease, Cameron Fraser, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Tarance Houston, Greg Jackson (II), Allison Janney, Andrew Keegan, Demegio Kimbrough, David Krumholtz, David Leisure, Quinn Maixner, Larry Miller, Daryl Mitchell, Larisa Oleynik, Susan May Pratt, Eric Riedmann, Gabrielle Union see related

 ... by a stupid, uberhyper dog!

And now, I can't go home via my short cut because of fear that that particular dog, or any other canine for that matter, might get it in his head to bite me. I swear, just hearing a dog's bark when I'm alone and about to go to school or home (especially when it's already dark), I get so scared I want to run and call for help, which is stupid considering the fact that I did grew up with dogs and other animals, only for the most part of my late adolescent years did we have to lose having another being rely on us. I might have to face my fears, especially now that its already 4 PM and I'm still at school, waiting for Rochelle so we can go to LRT together. *sigh

At least I've done my 'research' for my term paper in FS 1, which is still 20 % done. The remaining 70 % will have to be finished before Monday, because Prof. Fernandez had relented and extended the submission. Only now, we (the class) have to face her tomorrow morning. (Sheesh! I get be late or grand entrance once again!) We also have to pass the Interview results and insights this Friday, which is annoying because I gave the papers to Via yesterday since she had already finished her term paper. I had to give it to her even if I'm the group leader since I still have to work on my own term paper and it seemed wise since she'd been all doing the job when it is given and being a fast - worker. Earlier I told her she'd have to give the summary tomorrow, so the group can have our own copies and make our individual insights and pass it on Friday. Only I'd have to have it done by Thursday because I'd be absent on Friday. There's a job fair in Marikina that I have to attend so I can save up this sem break. Long story short, she didn't do what was tasked on her and so now not only do I have to cram for the term paper and my EJ article, the interview is added in the list. As if it wasn't enough.

Welcome to the life of a professional crammer!

Anyhow, I'd have to accomplish all those tasks mentioned so I would be free as a bird next week, which is officially Finals review week. No TV for five days, no blogging, just studying, studying, studying, for this is the 'culminating event' of all the hard work and extra credits (ie. nonstop recitations) I did all semester. Hopefully it will pay off with having my name written on the Dean's List. It's been so long since I saw my name written as an academic achiever... *reminiscing of high school days where the people around me where genuises...

Back to reality, last night, there was mail for mom from Papa. It was soaked under the rain, hence all the letters were deleted. It was just a copy of the house rules he made, which he also send to mom's email and mom printed out. We have to see it everyday whenever we open the refridgerator. My grandfather, lets just say, is not my favorite person in the world, but we have to obey him since the house we're living in now is his.

Before I go on talking about the endless Maala-ala mo kaya story of my life, I'd stop myself and end my post here. For now.

ps. Ang sarap ng Yumpanada! Can't wait to get to the station so I can buy. Miss ko na ang hopia!!!

pps. I think the guy beside me is looking at porn sites. Tsk - tsk.

ppps. Rumor has it that if the Tigers win game 2 this Thursday, classes might be suspended Monday, which may seem stupid but that's Philippine basketball! And I love it. (Not because I'd get to sleep in if classes are suspended, but because I truly love the sport... although catching some more Zzzs isn't such a bad idea either... hehehe)

GO USTe! Beat Ateneo!!! (my current cellphone screensaver courtesy of Angelica)

Proud to be a Thomasian!!!

Kat's Poem

(From the movie "10 Things I Hate about You")

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.