And so it is.

UPCAT na bukas!
Good luck, UPCAT takers! Pray, pray, pray. =)

I'm in a perfect mood to write since my mood swings are going "choo-choo!" and my nails are bloody red (to be explained later). Therefore later tonight, I will be forcing myself to do and finish my English 11 take home exam on My Papa's Waltz. Happy analyzing to me. =D (Edit 2254 hours: I make the worst literary analysis. I want to puke out the senseless soup in my brain then squeeze and throw it around to give it a good jumpstart. [See? I'm brain-dead.])

I went to school today and had Math for about 15 minutes, finding out afterwards that we weren't going to have our CW class (yet again). I wasted clothes and money to get to school and I was left with nothing to do(!!!) I lost my temper and am currently at the verge of screaming at anyone who does the slightest form of annoyance. This mere frustration explains the bloody red nails. Being a girl entitles you an excuse for having mood swings. I pity those I prey on, though. Please know that I do apologize for my inability to hold the fits in. It's a girl thing--and I may be one of the few who execute the whole PMS thing quite effectively. Peace out. Haha.

It's funny that while I was contemplating on whether or not I'm going to shift next year, I realized that the only reason I wanted to do so is because I have no effing idea what job I'd be getting when I graduate. Writing doesn't give you much of a stable job, does it? 'Tas creative writing pa. Huhu. Why does earthly living have to be so goddamn expensive? Let's all move to Mars and join Marvin in being a martian. He seems lonely. Grabe ang corny ko na talaga. *hits self on the head and rolls eyes*

Inner thoughts regarding this something: Tama na. Mali na 'to. Mag-usap na tayo. Let's save us! Uish. I miss The Perfects, zeeryoos. Aww. =(

Oh well. Nobody said it was easy.

Disclaimer: The nail color doesn't really have anything to do with the current series of confusing situations I am drowning in at present. =)