October 1st, 2004
end of hell week: Part 1
grabe. i think it would take time b4 my biological clock turn back to normality. ilang araw nakong natutulog ng may sikat na ng araw. if my mom was here, she would probably give me that i-told-you-so lecture. i dont know how to let her understand that this is how i handle pressure. kelangan sakin last minute bago ako macondisyong gumawa ng kahit na ano.
in fairness natapos nmn lahat ng walang kahihiyan kahit na kami ang pinaka looser sa lahat. the magazine that we passed to aquino was a major disaster!! sa dinamidaming araw na pdeng magloko yang prnter na yan!! ngayon pa!!!!!!
kaninang umga lng ako nagstart magprint because i tot the ink had a problem, i evn went to tutuban to have it changed. surprisingly they actually gave me a new one. then i proved my self wrong thinking that my problems were solved. blue parin ang lumalabas sa printer!!!!!!!!!!!
since i had no choice, i went on printing blue copies of our mag. it actually made me cry. i cant seem to accept that the fucking thing ive worked for with blood and sweat turned out bad. ni hindi man lang napuri ung gwa nmn.
while i was waiting for the printing to get done, i had these irritating feeling towrds my group mates. *soree* naicip ko... tangina, ako andito, namiss ang isang quiz sa spanish, nagpapakapraning sa punyetang kupad na printer, mangiyakngiyak sa resulta ng pinaghirapan nmn, tapos sila nsa airconditioned room enjoying spanish presentation. but it didnt last long nayway. i realized, nde lng nmn ako naghirap sa pukinginang mag na yan.
and anyway, i apreciat being bc. it keeps me sane.
ive never appreciate pressure as much as i had now.
in fairness natapos nmn lahat ng walang kahihiyan kahit na kami ang pinaka looser sa lahat. the magazine that we passed to aquino was a major disaster!! sa dinamidaming araw na pdeng magloko yang prnter na yan!! ngayon pa!!!!!!
kaninang umga lng ako nagstart magprint because i tot the ink had a problem, i evn went to tutuban to have it changed. surprisingly they actually gave me a new one. then i proved my self wrong thinking that my problems were solved. blue parin ang lumalabas sa printer!!!!!!!!!!!
since i had no choice, i went on printing blue copies of our mag. it actually made me cry. i cant seem to accept that the fucking thing ive worked for with blood and sweat turned out bad. ni hindi man lang napuri ung gwa nmn.
while i was waiting for the printing to get done, i had these irritating feeling towrds my group mates. *soree* naicip ko... tangina, ako andito, namiss ang isang quiz sa spanish, nagpapakapraning sa punyetang kupad na printer, mangiyakngiyak sa resulta ng pinaghirapan nmn, tapos sila nsa airconditioned room enjoying spanish presentation. but it didnt last long nayway. i realized, nde lng nmn ako naghirap sa pukinginang mag na yan.
and anyway, i apreciat being bc. it keeps me sane.
ive never appreciate pressure as much as i had now.
Posted by Mina_Harker at 05:25 PM | *pakagat