UNFINISHED

Goosebumps, once again.

It was Wednesday, while I’m printing my thesis. I had him in my arms. He hugged me for real. We loved only for that second. It’s sweet. And painful. My phone is ringing. Girlfriend’s texting. Shame on me. Should stop this. I know. It’s hard but I have to.

I pity my Beaver

He passed a one-year subject without even really getting into it. E-mailed me of all his thought. He even posted it in his blog. Thankful for that. Well, at least people will know how unintelligent his thesis partner is and how stupid he is.

Eto reply ko sa message mo: *YOU PASSED THESIS BECAUSE OF ‘ME’*

Another year ends

Acad – last chance in having major subjects aside from OJT to be taken on summer. I will miss the smell of mass communication territory and the excitements brought by different presentations that we do. I expect low grades.

Advo – last term of playing the role of a secretary. “JUST” a secretary. Where would I put myself? I don’t feel like leaving the organization that taught me special things and helps me in developing my skills in paper works.

Social Life – I don’t have this but I gained a lot of friends in this school year. There is Nicole and company from AHSE who happened to be my friend because of Kuya Awi; IE tropa who keeps me in their Barkada. I always asks them “Teachers, may I go out?” and they would answer back, “Sure dear! And never come back” or “Mukha ba kaming banyo, ha?” or “You are already out. Drop the subject!” I wonder if they talk to their students that way. I can’t imagine teachers who advise their students to drop the subject. Funny it is, they always make me laugh; Rebel IARFA barkada who happened to be my ka-appear-an; Political party members that I met because they hate me for being an advocate or they are curious who the hell mimi is; my JRM103 classmates that until this moment, I still don’t know their names. I’m just familiar with their faces – shame on me that they know my name; Paul Mark Mortel who become my friend when he’s still working at OSUCKS as student assistant. My friends know how special this guy to me. <I made a mistake>. *smile*; girlfriends of my boyfriends; and others who are my so-called friends. Those who only says ‘hi’ when we see each other around campus.

I am Snitch, not bitch

Well, I stand on that. My former news editor is deeply mad at me. Why? Because she sees herself on me based on the rumors she hears about me.

Snitch is the small golden ball that Harry Potter always looks for during Quidditch. Didn’t you know that? Haha.

Call me names whatever you want. Thanks to you ORIGINAL BITCHES. You made me tough.

Thinks that I’m unhappy? Haha. You are wrong. My thesis partner is pathetic. So as you.

Lay-out Guy

You really don’t want to talk to me, do you? Until you are gone in FEU? Huh? Eto lang: SAYANG FRIENDSHIP.

Breathe

Advo Advo Advo. Work. Work. Work.

Graduating staff:

Aubrey

Kym

Irene

Sheilla

Kenneth

Diopia

Reich

Galira

Kaye

Kat llasos

Awi

Too sad. Their journey is just about to start. Will miss them. A big loss to the org and me.

Sigh. we have to say Goodbye.