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    Tuesday, September 06, 2005

    Let's Call It A Day, Okay!

    Now I better stop posting nonsense.

    I am in an irky mode today or maybe these days. I am not PMSing. Wala, schizo attack lang siguro. Must be the rainy days, which I SO HATE by the way. (Nothing beats the scorching heat of the sun! Viva el Sol!) For some reason, any unsolicited thoughts/ideas go straight to my garbage bin and dang, I trash 'em real good! (or bad?) For this, I ask for forgiveness and understanding. I don't mean it...at least most of the time. Hehe! I count my Mom as one of my biggest blessings because she puts up with This Attitude every so often--most of the time, when I just woke up both in the morning or in the afternoon.

    Actually, I was just annoyed...first, because our group in ethics was not able to present our supposedly ethics committee policies today. Okay lang sana...ang kaso, I guess the other groups did not understand that they were supposed to MAKE POLICIES OF THEIR OWN and not simply state the standards. Pagkahaba-haba ng mga diniscuss before us, pero wala dun yung hinahanap ni doctora! Dba kairita?! I have really nothing against my classmates but what irks me is the fact that our group stayed at the LRU for hours after class just to come up with this report...imbes na nakauwi at nakapag-aral or nakatulog na. And to think, that they probably didn't exerted that much effort on their respective assignments. Nanghihinayang talaga ako...time and energy. Or sana man lang, next time, the doctor should have facilitated the time well. If she knows that the discussion is irrelevant, then scrap it...impronto! Just to be fair for the other groups who also prepared for that day. Pero sabi nga ni Pat, at least tapos na naming gawin and nothing to worry anymore. This same Pat (hehe) also made the statement "Don't be too hard on yourself!" and managed her way to the Top 8 of DL. For that, I commend her humility...next to Warren Bacorro, of course. The Warren Bacorro (the humblest nerd--oops, baka magalit!--I've ever met in my entire life!). Hehe, sorry for dragging names!!!

    Second reason for my irkiness, Friendster. Trash messages and/or friend requests. Why do people have to make imperative statements to add them into your list? YFC (yuck feeling close)!!! And why do people feel ego boosted if they have a second or a third or an Nth friendster account? If more than half of these supposedly "friends" are total strangers who make imperative statements to add them into your list?

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