a single lie unleashes a tide of disbelief.

i messed up, which is why my chatting is limited and my usually plentiful blogs have become shockingly scarce this week. (i can't bring myself to blog properly in the computer lab because people behind me do watch and not respect my privacy. yet when i publish this thing it becomes no longer private, but then there is a feeling of security when you're still blogging... in private. i know that did not make any sense.)

new layout

hehe. hehehe. hehe. hehehe. no music... YET.

jam's closing her blog! why? i'd like to know too.

don't you ever get tired of...

-cursing? day in and day out i usually hear the words "f***ing", "f**k", and "p********", then i go and think, why? you don't have to. that's usually called adding insult to injury already. i just thought about it when someone was cursing me heavily the other day.

-fagum and his decrees which are usually against students' interests? we just learned that the three-test salvo thrown at us was allowed and countersigned (i love using that word. pauso ni dravicky.) the decree to throw three long tests at our face. i passed one, failed the other, and nervously awaiting the result of the remaining one. (i knew i couldn't do it, sam. thanks anyway.)

-canteen food? i certainly don't but i'm haplessly searching for an alternative to the ever-popular double decker, which priscilla in bread connection happily prepares for me. (i mean, i just go to the stand and say "double decker". it's now priscilla's job to add the two condiments for me without my word.) i've tired of the hot shots and the chicken tenders so long ago, pizza hut is too small, i was never brought up to eat japanese, mongolian stinks (really, it does), i don't eat sisig, domino's is too dry, upstairs is too expensive, and pasta is too repetitive and not up to health standards. (diba?)

dora the explorer

*swiper is sneaking*
dora and friends: "swiper, no swiping!"
swiper: "shut up, bitch!"

anyway

god. i can't stop sneezing. my nose and mouth already hurt from the constant expunging of mucous and saliva, the constant high-pressure blast of air, the thousandth-of-a-second wherein your heart stops, and the loud noise that goes with it.

bye. see you next week. good luck in the finals. and have a great christmas party too. =)

k0dAma is TeH ruLz0rs!!!111111