Fuuuuuucking shit. People should learn where to spit their chewed-up bubblegums!

I was really cranky yesterday.
Reasons:
1. The Kenny Rogers in Vito Cruz sucks. Poor service. Stupid cashiers. Their staff doesn't even know how to smile. Grr.

2. On the way back to school, I felt that I stepped on a bubblegum. I was like, "Nakaapak ba ako ng bubblegum?" The answer? YES. Fuck.

3. When I turned around to see my slippers if they indeed were sticked with bubblegum, they were. And there was a bonus. My fucking pants had bubblegum too.


But of course, towards the end of the day, I became happy. As in happy. And kilig!

On the way to our last class, I saw Ryan Arana.

When I got home and checked my friendster, he replied to my message.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

LOL.


The bagolbam incident has a kapalit pala!
LOL.

Anyhoo. I did not attend our first two classes today. I slept at around 3 AM, reviewing for a 10-item quiz in BIOARTS. I was really cranky last night because the promised notes from the reporters were not emailed to our groups. It was only posted at 10:30 in the evening. Argh. Good thing I got a perfect score on the quiz earlier, I didn't get the bonus though. Arrgh.

Hmmmm..
Nothing else.