You’re impossible.

Get over yourself. It’s been three years. I’m over you. We are over. Suddenly talking to you isn’t a sign of me showing interest again. For fuck’s sake, all I did was congratulate you on your graduation. Don’t dig too deep. I’m not hoping to be with you again. Your so full of yourself that I wonder why I fell for you before. You’ve obviously changed. Or I guess I’m just some crazy immature girl back then, in love with a total asshole. You don’t have that effect on me anymore. If anything, you disgust me by being such an arrogant egotistic bastard that you are now. So please, fuck off. You’re making a complete idiot of yourself by telling your friends that I am flirting with you again.  

My phone got stolen. Fucking asshole, whoever that shit is. Hope he chokes to death or something.

Haha, good thing my phone is fucking up right now. You can’t hear the voice on the other line when you answer a call. Plus, I got the memory card out since I added new files and forgot to put it back.

Well, the bright side is, I get to have a new phone. My mom won’t be able to contact me without one. :))

Shit. My ovaries are exploding like hell down there. Literally. And I want to punch something because of the pain.

Do you even remember that we’re friends? Oh right! You’re finally done with me, since I already introduced you to my “cooler” friends. Now that you’re close with them, it’s as if I don’t exist and you don’t know me. Great. Thanks a lot for being such a douche. :|

I am so fucked.

THINGS I NEED TO DO FOR MONDAY:

• Answer take-home quiz for Anatomy Lec
• Do part of Kinesiology Lab discussion for the formal report
• Study the shoulder complex for Kinesiology Lab quiz
• Study the brainstem for the Neuroanatomy quiz
• Study Coordination and Functional Assessment for PT Lec quiz.

 I don’t know how I’ll be able to finish all of these. Why do they have to pile us up with homeworks, quizzes and reports for just one day? Are there no other days for these? Damn. :|

So much for being my friends.

I said that I am not feeling well. That I might be down with a fever. But what did you do? You asked me if it’s true or if I’m just faking it. You accused me of being a killjoy. Wow. What a nice way to treat a friend who’s sick. And then what? When I excused myself to go to my room and finally have my rest, you mock me? Said that I’m pretending. Ha. Really great, guys. And you just believed me when you finally had the chance to grab me and felt that I am burning like hell. Now, you go and try to be gentle and act like you care. Well, that’s just utter bullshit. I never knew that you could be like that. I felt so bad and angry. The way you act just made me feel much worse.

Rexed Laminae, Ascending and Descending Pathways of the Spinal Cord, why are you all so confusing??

We have a quiz on all of these tomorrow and so far, I’ve only mastered the Rexed Laminae and some of the pathways. Damn, I need to memorize everything but I’m just so sleepy and my eyes are drooping. 

Random spurt of thoughts.

It’s raining. And I’m awake. My mind won’t just shut off. I cannot sleep. But then, I’m not in the mood to do anything other than stare at the ceiling while lying in bed. My laptop is on with only the Tumblr tab opened. What do I do? I want to rest, I hate my fucked up body clock. But every time I try to close my eyes, I just can’t drift off. Oh what the hell am I doing with my life right now? I don’t even know what the point of writing this text post is. Maybe I’m going crazy, I dunno.

Grabe, sobrang galing mo pag may kailangan ka.

Kinakausap mo ko ngayon kasi gusto mo ng tulong. Pag okay ka, di mo ko maalala. Haha. PUTANGINA MO PO.

The fuck is with Breaking Dawn?

Seriously, what is wrong with people? Everywhere I went today, I can hear people merrily talking about this shit. It’s very crazy. I even got a lot of group message saying how good this movie was. I wanted to throw my phone away in disgust. I mean, yeah, I get it, you’re a big fan, you loved the movie, you enjoyed it. BUT PLEASE, keep it to yourself. I don’t want to hear anything about it anymore. I HATE THIS MOVIE FRANCHISE OKAY?? It is so overrated. And stupid. And a crapful of nonsense. Sorry if I am making eyebrows go up and faces scrunched up because of this post, but hey, some people actually get sick of that shitty movie. Hearing it over and over for a whole day doesn’t make my mood any better. So yeah, rant finished.

I did not sleep last night just so I could finish the GROUP presentation.

Emphasis on the “I” and the “GROUP” please. See the irony? Yep, apparently, I am the one responsible for compiling and editing the two written lab reports. Easy right? Well, yes. That’s if you don’t have to do the discussion part and the powerpoint for the oral report for the experiments. Damn. I hate doing this. I was only supposed to do the discussion and compilation of ONE experiment but then when my groupmates forwarded the other “compiled” lab report to me, I saw too much copying and pasting of information from the internet. I can’t stand that because this is a group grade. I don’t want to take my chances, so I did what I can to edit them. And what do you know, after finishing those written reports, they told me that I should also be the one to make the powerpoint since I have both the complete written ones. Fucking shit. Really now? Is this really a group grade or MY grade? I am not being selfish here, I am just stating the facts. It’s already 5am and my first class would start at 7. No sleep plus I haven’t had the chance to review for the quiz for this first class. Argh. I fucking hate this so much.

Allergy attack.

Damn dust. I can’t stop sneezing and my eyes are puffy!!! :| 

What is up with that anon?

Seriously, I am minding my own business here. I am blogging, like always. What the hell is your problem? I think you can understand English, so why complain about me using the language? Damn, go find someone else to bother. Yes, I do like to write a lot, answer questions in a long way. Well, it’s because I want to explain it well. I do whatever I want here. This is my blog. MINE.